The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1176 - 509: Preaching, Transforming into a Turtle Part_2

Chapter 1176: Chapter 509: Preaching, Transforming into a Turtle Part_2

"Fish swim in water, heads and tails as one.

Isn’t this the ’Tai Chi’?

Fish have air bladders, round and full—aren’t these like the ’Golden Core’?

So you see, little fish... you are naturally born seeds for cultivation."

Qi Yuan’s voice was plain yet ethereal; Zhan Wenyu’s footsteps paused, somewhat stunned.

What nonsense is he spouting?

He had wanted to retort, but as he drew closer, a glance below the boat left him speechless.

Beneath the boat, hundreds of fish were following, as if listening to a teacher, like children in a classroom.

This made Zhan Wenyu forget his original purpose.

Qi Yuan’s voice then reached his ears at that moment.

"In this world, there are myriad paths in the ’Great Dao.’ The path of this realm is indeed strange, but all paths lead to the same destination. I have created a technique called ’Transforming Dragon Spell’..."

Qi Yuan’s voice drifted like celestial music.

Having been in this world for many days, Qi Yuan was not only about killing.

After all, he had contemplated in front of the ’Wall of Ultimate Reasoning’ and received the ’Wan Dao.’

At the ’Door of All Differences,’ he also comprehended various origins.

His perspective, insights, and intellect had already reached a very high level.

Having stayed in the Qingshan Realm for so long, he was now able to create his own transcendent path.

Of course, this path was not yet mature, filled with hurdles and thorns.

Now, he was voicing his insights to Jiang Yu, integrating his own comprehensions.

Beside him, Zhan Wenyu, upon hearing this, became somewhat infatuated and lost himself.

Beneath the huge boat, more and more fish gathered.

However, most artificers stayed inside the boat refining the ’Way of Tools’ and did not witness this scene.

Even if they did, they would consider it a natural phenomenon.

After an unknown amount of time, a crisp voice awakened Zhan Wenyu from his trance.

"So, are you here to bully me?" Qi Yuan looked at Zhan Wenyu, languidly stretching.

Indeed, being a son-in-law is tough—lying still, and someone still tries to step on you.

Zhan Wenyu awoke with an embarrassed expression on his face: "Master... no, that’s not it."

His attitude towards Qi Yuan had completely changed.

Initially, he indeed considered Qi Yuan a useless person.

But after hearing Qi Yuan preach, he felt as if a grand door to the world had opened for him.

"Are you here to steal the light?" Qi Yuan asked casually.

Meanwhile, he was also amazed by his own charm; even as a disparaged son-in-law, he could still impress others.

"Master, what you just spoke of... why?" Zhan Wenyu asked respectfully, genuinely seeking guidance.

Although he was a wastrel, he was not foolish.

"Path of Longevity." Qi Yuan did not conceal.

The ’Supreme Ultimate Reasoning’ Qi Yuan had comprehended was ’Absolute Adaptation.’

For him, whether it was ’Martial Arts,’ ’Immortal Path,’ or ’Soldier Commander’s Path,’ what they ultimately pursued was survival, longevity.

In this particular world, an ’Earth-level Army Commander’ is considered very powerful, but living only two hundred years seemed far too short.

Thus, Qi Yuan, combining his insights, created the ’Transforming Dragon Spell,’ which was a small experiment.

The greatest function of this spell was to enhance the lifespan of living beings.

"Can this grant longevity?" Zhan Wenyu quickly asked.

Now, he looked at Qi Yuan as if looking at a hermit from beyond this world.

Because of his elder brother’s presence, he could only play the wastrel, or read some biographical narratives. He had come across many stories.

There were people from beyond the Heavens, mysterious transcendent beings with special abilities.

The existence of ’Strange Spirits’ was born from the ’Heavens Beyond.’

And some legendary heroes had even encountered mysterious visitors claiming to be from the future, who even predicted some historical events in the Qingshan Realm, all of which were astonishingly verified.

Zhan Wenyu felt that he might have encountered a rare opportunity.

"Longevity is hard to achieve, but if one fully cultivates it, a few hundred or even a few thousand years of lifespan is not an issue," Qi Yuan said.

"This..." Zhan Wenyu’s breathing became rapid.

If he could live for a few hundred years, couldn’t he dance on his brother’s grave?

"Master, teach me!" Zhan Wenyu hurriedly bowed.

This surprised Tu Sanzi and the man in the white robe nearby.

"What is Zhan Wenyu doing?"

"Wasn’t he here to cause trouble? Why is he bowing?"

The two of them were puzzled.

"Shall we go over and have a look?"

"Alright."

Curious, the two ultimately decided to go and investigate.

Zhan Wenyu looked at Qi Yuan with a fervent expression.

Enhancing strength didn’t interest him.

No matter how strong he became, could he really surpass his elder brother?

Since he couldn’t win, he might as well try to outlive his elder brother.

If his elder brother could live for two hundred years, then living four or five hundred years himself would be a bargain!

Qi Yuan’s sermon just now, echoing like immortal music in his ears, had gained his utmost trust.

As he spoke, he took out his silver note: "Teach me, sir!"

This was all his savings, amounting to a total of 80,000 taels.

As the second son of the Zhan Mansion, he couldn’t cultivate, but he had enough silver.

This was also an unconventional subsidy from his elder brother.

Qi Yuan looked at the silver and coughed.

Chen Kangbao alongside him immediately understood and came forward to take the silver note.

"Seeing as you’ve brought silver, I’ll give you the ’Turtle Transformation Spell.’ If you cultivate it to perfection, you’ll gain the strength of ten thousand turtles and live for three thousand years."

"Three thousand years?" Zhan Wenyu gasped.

Even mythical gods, it seemed, couldn’t live for three thousand years?

This wasn’t transforming into a turtle, this was becoming a god!

As for the strength of ten thousand turtles, it might not be impressive, but longevity was the key point.

"Pay attention, I’ll only recite it once. If you don’t remember, ask Chen Kangbao to repeat it, but that will cost..."

"Five hundred buns!" Chen Kangbao quickly added.

Upon hearing this, Zhan Wenyu was even more convinced that Qi Yuan was a master.

Because masters conduct themselves in unconventional and whimsical ways that baffle others.

In biographical novels, Zhan Wenyu had read about a mysterious old man who liked collecting women’s silk stockings.

The man might not care for silver, but buns instead.

"Right," Qi Yuan said, not bothering about the bun matter, "Though the divine turtle lives long, yet..."

Qi Yuan started to fabricate.

Now, Qi Yuan had reached the peak of the Purple Mansion, his combat power comparable to the Great Ultimate Reasoning.

At this point, progressing further was difficult for him.

He needed to comprehend his own Path, his own divine way.

Currently, Qi Yuan was powerful, but his path was mixed—ranging from the Golden Core, to Ten Thousand Paths Martial Gods, and even the Immortal Path.

To become a true god and step into the Yin God Realm, Qi Yuan guessed he needed to clarify his own Great Dao.

Leaving behind a transcendent path in this game was also his own attempt.

Zhan Wenyu listened intently, not daring to miss a word.

Even if he remembered everything, he decided to trade five hundred buns later with Chen Kangbao to reciprocate and verify whether he had erred.

"The most important part of this ’Turtle Transformation Spell’ is to accumulate good fortune and perform good deeds, remember that," Qi Yuan instructed.

Just then, Young Master Tu and the man in the white robe approached.

The man in the white robe smiled, "Young Zhan, aren’t you here to trouble this son-in-law? Why do you seem like a student revering his teacher?"

His smile contained a mix of teasing and confusion.

Young Master Tu also felt puzzled, but upon nearing Qi Yuan, his heart raced.

His magic artifact had turned red, a redness ten times, a hundred times stronger than before.

He... he... suddenly had a bold thought.

"Could this person be..."

His heart raced wildly.

Son-in-law Qi Yuan was actually that mysterious big shot!

But recalling that when the other party had gone to Ninghe County, that was when the Strange Spirits incident at Red Cloud Village occurred.

Everything matched up!

This wasn’t just a son-in-law; this was a domineering mad son-in-law!

His gaze towards Qi Yuan changed, becoming respectful and cautious.

Zhan Wenyu’s expression shifted slightly: "What nonsense are you spouting? I regard the teacher highly, how could I bully him?"

He said this while stealing a glance at Qi Yuan, afraid of angering him.

The bewilderment in the man in the white robe deepened, his mind perplexed.

Zhan Wenyu’s transformation was indeed drastic.

As for Young Master Tu, he remained silent.

At that moment, Qi Yuan spoke up, "I am a son-in-law, isn’t it quite normal for you to bully me? Come on, come bully me. I promise I won’t resist, but... you have to be gentle; I’m afraid of pain."

Zhan Wenyu: "..."

Young Master Tu: "...??"

Man in the white robe: "???"

All three were filled with question marks, each having a different interpretation.