I Shall Be Everlasting In the World of Immortals 194

## Chapter 193: Huang Long’s Trust

“Sister…”

Fu Xuemei’s painful reaction made Fu Dong’s heart leap into his throat.

The hunched old servant’s eyelids twitched, but he remained silent.

In reality, Lu Chang’an intentionally made the Zhen Dan female cultivator feel pain.

It wasn’t because he was petty and wanted to seek revenge on Fu Xuemei.

Treating a seriously injured Zhen Dan female cultivator was already a huge pressure.

Not to mention, there was a legendary Jie Dan elder “keeping a watchful eye” nearby.

Any other Zhu Ji cultivator would be treading on thin ice, impossible to remain completely calm.

If a mistake occurred, leading to a major blunder, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At the start of the treatment, Lu Chang’an’s mental state and mana control couldn’t be perfect. He intentionally revealed a slight flaw.

“No need to be nervous.”

The hunched old servant’s voice was calm, possessing a force that brought peace to one’s mind.

“Okay.”

Lu Chang’an nodded, his mind calming down. The hand he placed on Fu Xuemei’s abdomen gradually relaxed.

Fu Xuemei’s injuries were indeed severe, and her body was extremely weak, her Yuan Qi heavily depleted.

Thankfully, there was a powerful medicinal elixir protecting her, ensuring her life was not in immediate danger.

“The injuries are not life-threatening. The efficacy of the Chang Qing mana itself is enough; there’s no need to consume lifespan.”

“The difficulty lies in: there are several strands of Zhen Ren-level Dan Li intertwined near Fu Xuemei’s abdomen. When treating the injury, one must try to avoid them and avoid triggering these strands of Dan Li.”

Based on Lu Chang’an’s previous knowledge of Zhen Dan cultivators, combined with the Chang Qing mana, it was actually more suitable than if Ye Fei, the apothecary, were personally present.

Lu Chang’an’s intervention was essentially assisting with the treatment, guiding and promoting the healing elixir within Fu Xuemei’s body.

Otherwise, a Zhen Ren-level injury treated with Zhu Ji-level techniques would be greatly hindered.

Injuries caused by different levels of power couldn’t be compared.

In some cases, the injuries inflicted by higher-level cultivators on lower-level cultivators could leave lifelong marks.

“Avoid the Dan Li on the left side. Yes, that’s it…”

Throughout the treatment, the hunched old servant occasionally offered reminders.

Lu Chang’an understood and cooperated flawlessly.

The healing process progressed steadily, even smoother than expected.

“Lu Xiaoyou’s mana is pure, he’s skilled in treatment, and his control is excellent.”

The hunched old servant breathed a sigh of relief, unconsciously praising him.

“Not worth mentioning.”

Lu Chang’an had no need to worry about exposing anything.

At this moment, although his Chang Qing mana had grown to a considerable level, it was merely acceptable compared to Huang Long Zhen Ren’s level.

The effectiveness of the wood-based health cultivation method in healing was logical and not excessive, having been previously established.

If not for the circumstances, Lu Chang’an wasn’t very keen on participating in the Huang Long Shan affair.

However, the intimidation of the Zhen Ren beside him was difficult for a Zhu Ji cultivator to defy.

Considering the “generous reward” promised by the Jie Dan Zhen Ren, and the treatment itself posing no risk, Lu Chang’an reluctantly agreed.

…

Several miles away from Wu Qi Shan.

Two figures, a man and a woman, were concealed beneath a patch of greenery.

“Given the relationship between Huang Long Shan and Wu Qi Shan, Fu Dong has indeed found this place in this surrounding area.”

He Yuan Wu’s eyes flickered, a smile forming on his lips.

“This Zhen Ren captured Ye, the apothecary, beforehand. Without a skilled healer, Fu Xuemei’s injuries will only worsen with time,”

“You only captured Ye, the apothecary. Are you certain that there is no one else on Wu Qi Shan who can treat Fu Xuemei’s injuries?”

A crisp voice like a bell came from the yellow-skirted veiled girl beside He Yuan Wu.

“What do you mean, Zhou Gu Niang?”

He Yuan Wu frowned, not daring to underestimate the yellow-skirted veiled girl in the slightest.

They were cooperating on an equal footing.

This Zhou Gu Niang, although only a Zhu Ji late-stage cultivator, possessed a quasi-third-order spirit beast that could match a Jia Dan Zhen Ren.

After retreating from Huang Long Shan, the remaining direct descendants of Huang Long Shan dispersed.

The outside world speculated that Fu Xuemei carried the core assets left behind by the Huang Long Shan lineage.

However, no one knew where the heavily injured leader, “Fu Xuemei,” had fled.

The Huang Long Shan lineage was not a group of cultivators wanted by various sects. A few of the more confident investigators couldn’t brazenly launch a large-scale search and assassination.

Those with weaker strength, uncertain of Fu Xuemei’s specific injuries, had the intention but lacked the courage.

However, this Zhou Gu Niang could continuously pinpoint Fu Xuemei’s hidden whereabouts. This ability surpassed ordinary Jie Dan Zhen Ren.

“You don’t know enough about Lu Chang’an of Xiao Gui Feng.”

Zhou Gu Niang chuckled lightly.

“The Turtle Talisman Master?”

“This person’s wood-based health cultivation method excels in healing. It’s just that he hasn’t pursued the path of medicine, so his abilities aren’t outwardly apparent. I suspect that, in terms of healing techniques, Lu Chang’an is no less skilled than Ye, the apothecary.”

“Even so, he’s not a master of medicine. How could he treat a Zhen Ren’s serious injuries?”

He Yuan Wu’s expression changed slightly, then he shook his head and scoffed.

“What if he received guidance from an elder Zhen Ren?”

Zhou Gu Niang said lightly.

“Zhou Gu Niang still suspects that the old geezer still has a breath left?”

“That old fellow’s body was cremated in full view of everyone. Moreover, Tian Zhi Lou has people with the ability to sense aura and confirmed that the old geezer’s lifespan was at its limit, there’s no room for deception.”

He Yuan Wu didn’t believe it.

“I don’t doubt the information from Tian Zhi Lou.”

“However, in the world of cultivating immortals, there are too many methods of feigning death and using substitutes. There wasn’t a Jie Dan late-stage cultivator present at the funeral. If Huang Long Zhen Ren is clinging to his last breath, he might be secretly protecting Fu Xuemei or hiding by her side.”

Zhou Gu Niang analyzed.

“Even if that’s the case, that old geezer is at the end of his rope, a threat less than a Zhen Dan early-stage cultivator. However, if Fu Xuemei’s injuries receive effective treatment, it will indeed be unfavorable to us…”

He Yuan Wu knew that in the long run, the biggest threat was Fu Xuemei.

The benefits associated with this woman were enough to tempt him.

“You understand. It’s necessary to guard against such a situation.”

“What’s your plan, Zhou Gu Niang?”

“Let’s observe for a day. If Fu Xuemei and her brother settle in Wu Qi Shan, we will…”

“…This Zhen Ren will take the lead again?”

He Yuan Wu complained.

“Those who are capable bear the burden! After the matter is resolved, the major benefits of the Huang Long Shan inheritance, spanning hundreds of years, will be given to He Zhen Ren. I, Zhou Gu Niang, only want that sleeping, sealed earth dragon beast.”

A hint of charm lingered in Zhou Gu Niang’s laughter.

…

Xiao Gui Feng’s subworld.

Lu Chang’an let out a long sigh, sweat beading on his forehead. He accepted a bottle of Qi replenishing pills from Fu Dong.

Inside the carriage, Fu Xuemei was drenched in fragrant sweat, her clothes nearly soaked, making her originally proud curves even more prominent.

The woman’s pale face had slightly regained color, her eyelashes fluttered, as if her consciousness had partially returned in her coma.

“The injuries are improving! Once Xuemei recovers some Yuan Qi, she will be able to resolve those remaining strands of Zhen Ren Dan Li on her own.”

The hunched old servant said happily, his cloudy eyes landing on Lu Chang’an’s face.

During this brief visit to Xiao Gui Feng, he sensed Lu Chang’an’s extraordinary nature.

Lu Chang’an’s composure in the face of danger, and their recent coordinated treatment, had earned him even more admiration.

With the man’s pure mana and solid foundation, advancing to Zhu Ji late-stage wouldn’t be difficult, and he might even have the potential for the Jie Dan Dao.

After taking the pills, Lu Chang’an meditated for a quarter of an hour before resuming his treatment.

From morning to afternoon.

Fu Xuemei’s injuries had stabilized and were slowly improving, the Dan Li within her body gradually recovering.

“Xiao Dong… Shi Zun…”

By evening, Fu Xuemei’s eyelids fluttered, and she uttered a murmur.

It seemed that this Fu Zhen Ren wouldn’t take long to wake up.

Fu Dong was overjoyed and repeatedly thanked Lu Chang’an.

In their plan, Lu Chang’an was a reluctant alternative, but the outcome ultimately exceeded their expectations.

“From now on, Fu Gu Niang only needs to rest, absorb the medicinal elixir, and gradually recover from her injuries.”

Lu Chang’an withdrew his hand, his face weary.

Continuing to treat her could slightly accelerate her recovery, but this kind of physical labor wasn’t worth it.

He wasn’t a professional healer, nor was he related to Fu Xuemei, so it was impossible for him to treat her day and night.

“Lu Xiaoyou, let’s go out and have a chat.”

Leaving Fu Dong alone to care for his sister, the hunched old man and Lu Chang’an went to a tea room inside the subworld.

…

“Huang Long Qian Bei, this humble dwelling has nothing good to offer in terms of tea.”

Lu Chang’an bowed, took out tea utensils, and prepared to brew tea for the other party.

At this moment, the hunched old servant had reverted to the appearance of Huang Long Zhen Ren.

His hair was white, his wrinkles deep, his eyes sunken, and his body was thin and frail.

This was almost impossible to link to the powerful presence of Liang Guo’s number one independent cultivator that Lu Chang’an had first encountered.

“Use this jar of ‘Immortal Mist Tea’.”

Huang Long Zhen Ren sat on a stool, his hand trembling as he took out a jar of tea leaves.

“Third-order spirit tea.”

Lu Chang’an took the tea jar, his heart filled with joy.

Huang Long Zhen Ren wasn’t an ordinary Jie Dan cultivator. The third-order spirit tea he enjoyed was extraordinary, highly beneficial for a Zhu Ji cultivator.

This jar of spirit tea alone was worth more than Ye Fei’s full-strength treatment fee.

And this wasn’t even the real gift he mentioned.

Soon.

For the second time, Lu Chang’an finally drank the long-awaited third-order spirit tea. He felt his mind become clear and his thinking sharp.

Lu Chang’an realized that this Immortal Mist Tea had a slight effect on enhancing his spiritual perception.

Moreover, each time he drank it, it greatly improved his state for alchemy and talisman inscription.

Once Lu Chang’an reached Zhu Ji late-stage, with the aid of the Immortal Mist Tea, he could attempt to refine third-order talismans beyond his cultivation level.

“Lu Xiaoyou, you are able to effortlessly process the third-order spirit tea. Ordinary Zhu Ji independent cultivators don’t have this kind of foundation or confidence.”

Huang Long Zhen Ren’s cloudy eyes sparkled with a hint of light.

“Zhen Ren, you flatter me. I’m just a rough individual, wasting such good tea.”

Lu Chang’an’s heart skipped a beat. As expected of a Zhen Dan expert who had lived for hundreds of years, he could discern clues from even the smallest details.

“I had heard rumors about you before, but unfortunately, we didn’t meet sooner. Otherwise, I would have definitely recruited you to Huang Long Shan…”

Huang Long Zhen Ren sighed, his face filled with regret.

Through close contact, he sensed the jade-like quality emanating from Lu Chang’an, a temperament and bearing beyond the elite of his generation.

Especially Lu Chang’an’s mental state, calm and composed, tranquil and detached, with a sense of detachment from the rise and fall of the world.

This state of mind, Huang Long Zhen Ren only vaguely perceived after observing him closely.

Lu Chang’an observed that Huang Long Zhen Ren wouldn’t live for much longer and couldn’t pose a threat to him, so he didn’t intentionally act, maintaining his usual carefree demeanor at Xiao Gui Feng.

“Lu Mou, a mere insignificant cultivator, was able to catch Huang Long Qian Bei’s attention.”

Lu Chang’an was slightly surprised.

Over these past few decades, Huang Long Zhen Ren had known of his existence, but hadn’t paid much attention to him.

“Lu Xiaoyou, this is a thank you gift for your help.”

After chatting for a while, Huang Long Zhen Ren reached out to his waist.

He presented three items on the tea table.

A piece of gray-white spiritual wood, and two jade tubes.

“Third-order spirit bamboo, third-order talisman master inheritance, third-order puppet inheritance!”

Lu Chang’an examined the items, his heart moved.

Huang Long Shan didn’t know that Lu Chang’an didn’t lack a third-order talisman master inheritance.

This consultation fee could be considered a substantial reward.

“Lu Xiaoyou, are you satisfied?”

“It’s exactly what this junior desires.”

Lu Chang’an knew that Huang Long Shan had investigated him before and could provide such fitting requests.

“This old man would like to make another deal with Lu Xiaoyou.”

Huang Long Zhen Ren coughed lightly, his hand resting on his chest, as if even his breathing was labored.

“Zhen Ren, please speak.”

Lu Chang’an was somewhat expectant. As the Huang Long Shan lineage retreated, they should have brought along many rare resources.

“Lu Xiaoyou, you’ve interacted with Xuemei. What do you think of her?”

“Fu Gu Niang? Oh, no, Fu Zhen Ren! She’s naturally a talented woman, beautiful as a celestial being…”

“This old man asks only one question, do you have any grievances against her?”

“My grievances with Fu Zhen Ren are settled, I’ve even received her care on multiple occasions.”

“Good. Once Xuemei wakes up, this old man will bring you together as a Dao companion.”

Huang Long Zhen Ren clapped his hands and laughed.

“At that time! You two will share part of the Huang Long Shan legacy, develop in the neighboring country, and you might even achieve great feats. It’s definitely better than being a lone wolf in Wu Qi Shan.”

“Becoming a Dao companion with a Zhen Dan female cultivator?”

Lu Chang’an’s heart skipped a beat. He never expected that Huang Long Zhen Ren, on his deathbed, would think so highly of him.

He was entrusting his close disciple to him.

To say that Lu Chang’an wasn’t tempted at all wouldn’t be true.

Of course, he wasn’t attracted to Fu Xuemei, the beautiful Zhen Dan female cultivator, but to the treasures of Huang Long Shan.

Taking this step, perhaps he could save himself a hundred years of hard work in the future.

There was no update on the 16th night…

(End of Chapter)

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