Longevity: Comprehending the Heart Method

Blood Eye’s plan was simple. Annihilating the insignificant Song Clan was not his ultimate goal—he only wanted the ’Holy Scripture’ in their possession.

As for the so-called annihilation of the Song Clan, it was merely a bone he’d tossed to his dogs.

Since his dogs couldn’t gnaw on this tough bone, he had no choice but to find another way.

As long as he captured Song Changsheng, the ’Holy Scripture’ would naturally be his.

”What’s your plan?” He Tai asked, his voice grave.

Having managed to seize sole control of the Lieyang Sect, he was naturally no fool. ’He knew Blood Eye was using him.’

’But so what? The exploitation was mutual.’

’Looking at the entire Song Clan, the one he feared most was the exceptionally talented Song Changsheng. As long as Song Changsheng was dead, the Song Clan wouldn’t be able to cause any trouble for a while. The Lieyang Sect would still have a chance, which would be a decent outcome.’

”According to my intelligence, a large amount of Spiritual Qi has recently been gathering where Song Changsheng is in seclusion. His breakthrough should happen within the next few days.

What do you think he would do if he learned that you were besieging Vast Mist Peak?”

”He would rush back to support his clan, of course,” He Tai replied without hesitation.

Hearing this, Blood Eye gave a sinister smile. ”Correct. I’ve already made all the arrangements. You can lead your men to this location and set up an ambush.”

As he spoke, he took out a beast-skin map and handed it to He Tai.

He Tai took it and saw that it not only detailed the precise location for the ambush but also documented Blood Eye’s clandestine preparations. The entire plan was seamless and watertight, accounting for nearly every contingency.

He Tai’s expression remained impassive, but his wariness of Blood Eye grew.

He calmly accepted the map and nodded. ”We’ll do as you say.”

”Then I’ll be waiting for your good news. Don’t screw it up this time.” Blood Eye stood, patted He Tai’s shoulder, and walked out of the tent.

Just as he lifted the flap of the tent, he suddenly turned back to He Tai and said, his voice laced with warning, ”Remember, I don’t care how much you want him dead. He must stay alive until I get what I want!”

”I know.”

He Tai nodded, his expression calm, but his chest was filled with a raging fire.

After watching Blood Eye depart, He Tai immediately gathered Rong Mingtao, Zhang Yu, and the others. He laid out the ambush plan, conveniently omitting any mention of Blood Eye.

Rong Mingtao stared at the map, his expression flickering between doubt and suspicion. ’There’s no way the Lieyang Sect could have managed all this.’

’From the beginning, he’d suspected He Tai had a backer. How else could one explain where he’d found so many masters? Now, his suspicions were confirmed.’

”Does Fellow Daoist Rong have any questions?” He Tai asked, his voice even, noticing Rong Mingtao’s unsettled expression.

”No, I’m just surprised by Fellow Daoist He’s methods, that’s all.” In an instant, Rong Mingtao’s face was a mask of composure.

’He didn’t care who was backing He Tai. As long as they could eliminate Song Changsheng, that anomaly, it was fine by him.’

”And the rest of you?” He Tai’s gaze swept over the others.

”I just want Song Changsheng dead!” The black-robed figure’s stance was crystal clear.

”Fellow Daoist He, your plan may be perfect, but it deviates from our agreed-upon strategy.” Zhang Yu’s expression soured.

’He and Xu Mei were here to use this war to muddy the waters and attract the attention of the major powers in the Daqi Cultivation World. What was the meaning of calling it off halfway?’

’He felt like he’d been backstabbed.’

”Fellow Daoist Zhang, you’ve seen the situation for yourself. At this point in the battle, annihilating the Song Clan is practically impossible. Continuing this war of attrition will only lead to more casualties,” He Tai urged earnestly.

”So Fellow Daoist He is insistent on this?” Zhang Yu’s tone grew hostile.

He Tai’s brow furrowed slightly. ”It is not my insistence, but the reality of the situation. If your esteemed alliance were willing to lend more strength, then I could certainly proceed with the original plan.”

”’Esteemed alliance?’”

The speaker may have been careless, but the listener was not. At He Tai’s words, Rong Mingtao immediately began to speculate about the identities of Zhang Yu and Xu Mei.

”Hmph. Then there’s nothing more to discuss. Do as you please.”

Seething with anger, Zhang Yu flicked his sleeves and strode out of the tent. Xu Mei followed right behind him.

’In their eyes, He Tai’s actions were a betrayal of the Vast Alliance, and they would never associate with traitors.’

The three remaining in the tent watched them leave with cold indifference, none of them saying a word to stop them.

According to the original plan, the two of them were indeed indispensable. But now? They were only ambushing Song Changsheng, who had just entered the Purple Mansion realm. Three against one—the odds were obvious. Their presence made no difference.

While He Tai and the others conspired, Song Changsheng, long in seclusion, had reached the final step...

In the Seclusion Chamber on Celestial Sound Mountain, Song Changsheng sat cross-legged. The Tai Chi Diagram beneath him glowed with a hazy white light, shrouding him in an aura of profound mystery.

Within his Middle Dantian stood a black-and-white Four-legged Square Cauldron. A deep blue flame blazed within the cauldron’s belly.

The surrounding Spiritual Qi, as if drawn by some invisible force, poured ceaselessly into his Middle Dantian and flowed into the Four-legged Square Cauldron.

A faint, rosy luminescence appeared on the Square Cauldron’s surface. A nearly imperceptible wisp of Purple Qi drifted up through a small hole in the lid, circulating through his Meridians and throughout his entire body.

Song Changsheng instantly felt every pore in his body open up, and the ambient Spiritual Qi in the air began pouring into him without end.