Longevity: Comprehending the Heart Method

To be honest, Song Changsheng desperately needed these resources. The Song Clan had a thousand things to rebuild and needed funds for every one of them. However, he didn’t want Xu Yunhe to come out short, especially since the Sword Talisman he had provided played a significant role in the battle.

Suddenly, he remembered he still had some of the Thousand-Year Stalactite Spiritual Liquid he’d acquired from a trade in the Black Market. He had plenty left over after using it to break through to the Late-stage Foundation Establishment—more than enough for one person.

He had originally intended to save it for Song Lutong, but since Lutong had only recently reached Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, he wouldn’t need it for some time. It would be better to give it to Xu Yunhe instead. It had been a while since Yunhe had reached Mid-stage Foundation Establishment; with this treasure, he might even reach the next level within five years.

This time, Xu Yunhe did not refuse the kind offer and accepted it gladly...

After the group returned to Luoxia City, news of what had transpired in the Griffin Mountain Range began to spread, causing a tremendous uproar. A scheme targeting so many powerful experts at once hadn’t been seen in a long time, not since the siege against the Black Dragon Demon King.

While everyone was heatedly discussing the incident, the names of individuals like Song Changsheng and Yinn Shang were also being widely circulated, earning them considerable fame.

After all, they had killed the Great Demon Golden Armor, eliminated a Purple Mansion Stage Evil Cultivator, and saved many renowned experts. Any one of these accomplishments alone would have been enough to make them famous.

Of all of them, however, it was Song Changsheng’s name that drew the most attention. This was hardly the first time his name had surfaced in recent years.

This couldn’t help but remind many old-timers in the Cultivation Realm of Song Yungui from a century ago. Back then, he too had made a name for himself step-by-step in the Southwest, ultimately leading the Song Clan to glory.

If not for his premature death, Daqi would have had the Eight Eminent Clans, not the Seven Eminent Clans.

Song Changsheng’s emergence stirred a myriad of emotions within them. ’The Moon Viewing Song Clan is about to rise again...’

”Brother Song, my apologies for the simple accommodations. Master is currently discussing the advance into the Hundred Thousand Mountains with the other Masters from the two sects. I’ll take you to see him once they’ve concluded their meeting,” Yinn Shang said apologetically.

”Important matters take precedence. I’m in no rush, as I have nothing else planned.”

’Many people would kill for a chance to meet the Great City Lord and never get one. I should be more than satisfied with just being granted an audience. What’s waiting a few more days?’

”Then I won’t disturb Brother Song’s rest. If you need anything, just tell the maids outside.

By the way, Brother Xu’s lodgings are right next door. If you two are free, feel free to walk around and explore. Most of Celestial Sound Mountain is open to our guests, with the exception of a few restricted areas.”

”I understand. Brother Yin, your injuries are serious. You should go and treat them at once. Don’t delay, or you risk leaving behind lasting complications,” Song Changsheng said with concern.

’Detonating a Spiritual Artifact is no laughing matter. Yinn Shang may look fine right now, but that’s only because he took a Pill to suppress his injuries.’

’Suppression isn’t a cure. If he doesn’t circulate his energy to heal soon, the delay could leave hidden injuries that will affect his future cultivation path.’

The same was true for Niu Dazhuang. A Little Divine Technique was not something one could easily withstand. His internal organs had all suffered varying degrees of damage, and he had entered seclusion to heal the moment he returned to Celestial Sound Mountain.

After seeing Yinn Shang off, Song Changsheng took out an Array Banner and set up an Array outside his cave residence that could block Divine Sense. Then he went inside and carefully took out the turtle egg left by Golden Armor, placing it on the cave’s Spiritual Eye.

A Spiritual Eye is what is known as a ”Leaking Spirit Eye,” a feature that forms upon a Spiritual Vein.

A Spiritual Vein can be compared to a massive vat. Every day, a constant stream of Spiritual Qi is generated and flows into it. When more Spiritual Qi is accumulated than consumed, it overflows.

This is how a ”Leaking Spirit Eye” comes into being. Excess Spiritual Qi is constantly released from this point, resulting in a concentration of Spiritual Qi in the immediate vicinity that is far greater than anywhere else.

Beneath Celestial Sound Mountain lies a Tier Four Spirit Vein, and the amount of Spiritual Qi it produces daily is exceptionally vast. This is even more true at the Spiritual Eye, which is typically reserved for the use of Purple Mansion Cultivators.

For someone with Song Changsheng’s level of cultivation, occupying such a cave residence was actually somewhat wasteful.

Fortunately, this Spiritual Eye had another use.

The instant he placed the turtle egg on it, an incredibly dense concentration of Spiritual Qi flooded into the egg. At that moment, the patterns on its shell became exceptionally bright and dazzling.

He could even hear a GULP, like the sound of something swallowing.

Recalling Yinn Shang’s previous words, he pricked his fingertip, squeezed out several drops of Essence Blood, and dripped them onto the egg’s pure white, crystalline shell. They were absorbed instantly.

He wasn’t sure if it was his imagination, but Song Changsheng felt that after the egg absorbed his Essence Blood, the Demon Qi it emitted seemed to have diminished slightly.

With all that done, Song Changsheng sat down cross-legged beside the Spiritual Eye and began to recover the energy he had expended in the battle.

For seven consecutive days, Song Changsheng spent his time either feeding the turtle egg his Essence Blood or meditating and cultivating. There was still no word about the audience Yinn Shang had mentioned. Instead, it was Zhuang Yuechan who came calling first...

”Fellow Daoist Song, aren’t you going to invite me in?” Zhuang Yuechan asked, looking at the stunned expression on Song Changsheng’s face. A blush crept onto her cheeks, and she lowered her head slightly.

Hearing her words, Song Changsheng was jolted out of his daze. He quickly stepped aside with an embarrassed expression, inviting Zhuang Yuechan inside, but he couldn’t seem to tear his eyes away.

It wasn’t that there was anything amiss with her appearance. On the contrary, anyone with eyes could see that she had meticulously dressed up for the occasion. She was wearing a Smoke Cloud Cyan Simurgh Robe with a Tassel Bead Flower in her hair—a complete departure from her usual style.