Longevity Begins From Raising Disciples

The mention of three lives appeared nonchalant in her mouth.

But Hua Wuyin and the others were already used to it.

Within the borders of Ruins Country, the court could barely keep a watch; but outside, what does killing a few people matter?

”Senior Sister He, but how do we find them? It’s been ten days...”

Zhong Shan scratched his head, muttering.

If it were him,

he would have fled long ago in these ten days.

Although with some effort, given time, there’s still a way to capture those three girls,

they didn’t come to Luoxiao Grotto Heaven just to kill them.

It’s truly not worth wasting too much time.

”No matter... these days, Luoxiao Grotto Heaven hasn’t projected them, likely hiding somewhere to heal.”

He Qinyuan smiled faintly, implying,

”Don’t forget the background of Senior Sister Gu... tsk, that woman is truly vicious.”

”Spirit Treasure Sect?” Zhong Shan instinctively answered.

”Exactly! Spirit Treasure Sect is worthy of being the Songyang descendant, holding Hunyuan City for a century, they have indeed comprehended some laws of Luoxiao Grotto Heaven.”

He Qinyuan nodded, sneering,

”Even I didn’t expect, before entering the Grotto Heaven, Gu Tangyin arranged some Spirit Treasure Sect’s techniques on some of the disciples. Originally, she wanted most to mark Chen Ye’s three disciples. But those three young girls were deeply secluded, staying every day at Tingfeng Pavilion, and Chen Ye himself has strong divine sense, Gu Tangyin couldn’t find a chance to act.”

One has to admit, Gu Tangyin is truly cautious.

If it weren’t for a mishap, she wouldn’t even know Gu Tangyin was secretly maneuvering.

If Yang Qiu had smoothly slain those three, Gu Tangyin would definitely not mention it... once exposed, it would be devastating to Spirit Treasure Sect’s reputation and cause Gu Tangyin to be opposed by all sects.

Hua Wuyin paused his folding fan, thoughtfully:

”Since they didn’t leave any marks on them... could they be left on Yang Qiu? That’s not possible, Yang Qiu is a True Inheritor of the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect, remarkably strong, he wouldn’t fall for it easily.”

”Certainly not Yang Qiu.”

He Qinyuan explained,

”Gu Tangyin’s methods were mostly left on ordinary disciples, like those four Ten Thousand Puppet Sect disciples following Yang Qiu.”

”But weren’t they killed by those three young girls? Not even ashes were left.” Zhong Shan interjected gruffly.

”The people are dead, but the items aren’t.”

Hua Wuyin suddenly understood, applauding with laughter,

”Ingenious! In the Cultivation Realm, who isn’t dazzled by wealth? As the saying goes, the Law, Wealth, Partner, and Ground, those three young girls are still young, thinking they are protected by the laws within Grotto Heaven, seeing the Storage Bags, why wouldn’t they pick them up? As long as they took the Ten Thousand Puppet disciples’ Storage Bags or Magical Artifacts, the spiritual qi mark is like a leech, clinging firmly to them!”

He sighed softly.

In this view, these three young girls are surely doomed to die...

Given this, he wouldn’t care for anything else, once he slays these three girls, he’d become a mortal enemy of Chen Ye.

By then, he might have to personally take the life of this handsome man.

He Qinyuan nodded:

”That’s exactly it. When Gu Tangyin taught me this technique, I sensed the position of the Ten Thousand Puppet cultivators... and by then, the four Ten Thousand Puppet cultivators were already dead, the Storage Bags likely fell into Lingyin Sect’s hands.”

Then she closed her eyes, concentrated, and silently recited the Spirit Treasure Sect’s exclusive spell.

After a short while.

Her expression froze slightly, disbelievingly reciting again, but still couldn’t sense their traces.

”The mark was erased?” Hua Wuyin raised an eyebrow, the previously shaking folding fan also stopped.

They naturally had no idea.

Beside those three young girls, there’s a millennia-old... little fox with a Fake Pill cultivation.

”Since the clues are broken, let’s forget this. If encountered, we’ll kill them then.”

Suddenly, the otherwise silent Zhong Yue spoke heavily.

He appeared stern, his gaze sweeping over the disgruntled He Qinyuan, speaking gravely:

”Senior Sister He, Junior Brother Hua. While Gu Senior Sister’s mission is crucial, don’t forget the true assignment True Man Dongshan sent us for entering Luoxiao Grotto Heaven.”

Hearing this, He Qinyuan and Hua Wuyin’s expressions simultaneously tightened.

Zhong Yue spoke deliberately:

”The True Man repeatedly reminded us, now that Songyang Grotto Heaven has shattered, if Songyang Ancestor still has lingering souls or remnants in the world, this same-sourced Luoxiao Grotto Heaven is his best hiding place! Unfortunately, the Five Sects of Yan Kingdom keep an eye on Luoxiao Grotto Heaven closely, he cannot enter personally, so we four were sent to investigate.”

Hua Wuyin put away his folding fan and chuckled lowly: ”Songyang Ancestor... that’s a fearsome existence that makes the whole Lingxu Realm tremble, the Nascent Soul True Monarch of Budu River once perished at his hands.”

His laughter carried mockery.

Could True Man Dongshan truly not enter personally? Perhaps afraid.

Not to mention him, even the commanding Master Huayue, after that battle a thousand years ago, dared not set foot into Yan Kingdom again for the rest of his life.

But upon deep thought, it’s understandable.

What a marvel Songyang Ancestor was?

He once called himself the Heaven Demon, with unfathomable mana, near invincible in the same realm.

Why is it said near invincible?

Because beside him, there was a demoness...

If truly dead, it wouldn’t matter, just a handful of dust.

But the problem is,

three hundred years ago, Daoist Miaofang’s grandfather once delved into Songyang Grotto Heaven, inexplicably his divine soul was nearly shattered—although he claimed a two-hundred-year retreat, he actually lived muddled and dazed for those two hundred years.