Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu-Chapter 293 - 180 The Death of the Hero_2
Chapter 293: Chapter 180 The Death of the Hero_2
Chapter 293 -180 The Death of the Hero_2
Chen Qing laughed heartily as he strode forward, crossing several yards with each step, his feet flying as he carried Xuanping across the land.
On a distant hilltop, Xuan Mang and Xuan Cuo watched the pair swiftly pass by, and they laughed heartily.
The wind and snow blew in, making Xuanping feel a slight chill, just like when she lay in the ice coffin before.
“Do you know?”
“When you were walking a thousand miles with me on your back, I knew you were an extraordinary person.”
“At that moment, I began to worry that I wouldn’t be able to catch up with you.”
“Fortunately, I caught up with you again.”
“I want a lifetime, I want ten thousand years, I don’t want to just be a mortal with a fleeting hundred years.”
“So, I will use all my strength to chase your footsteps.”
“Just like your senior sister, she left probably not only to find you but also to catch up with your pace.”
“Cultivators are not like mortals, once they can’t keep up with your pace, they will be forgotten.”
“Time will smooth out everything.”
“Just like those in the Mystic Gate Realm, just like those people in the royal city.”
“Watching us battle on this land is like watching a group of ants fighting.”
“By the way, what were you thinking when you carried me on your back and charged into a battle of two hundred people with just a sword?”
Chen Qing laughed heartily, “Of course, I was thinking of desperately saving this pretty little lady, and in the end, she would be so touched that she would devote herself to me!”
Xuanping punched him, “Now you’ve got your wish!”
After running hundreds of miles, Xuanping suddenly saw a huge bear cave ahead, “It should be very warm inside, with a bear asleep.”
“Let’s stay here for the night!”
“I want to sleep next to the bear!”
Upon entering the cave, there was indeed a huge Black Bear sleeping soundly inside.
Xuanping jumped down and lit a fire at the entrance, “Quick, go catch some fish, today I don’t want to eat bitter fish soup.”
Chen Qing happily accepted the command, “As you command, my lady!”
Not long after, Chen Qing returned with a big fish.
Xuanping’s culinary skill was still so good, and no one knew why a daughter of the Great Witch had learned so much.
“When I was young, I always wanted to live in a bear cave or a snow cave. Now, I finally have the chance!”
Chen Qing nodded and said, “Hmm, this idea is too naive for young people, but just right for our age.”
“Ha ha.”
“What you say makes some sense.”
That night, Chen Qing and Xuanping lay on the snow, watching as the stars shifted in the sky.
Embracing each other against the warm, soft body of the big Black Bear, Chen Qing came to understand more.
It turned out that Xuanping could have such innocent and romantic thoughts, not just as the high and mighty daughter of the Great Witch and the wife of the Lord Wei.
The next day, upon returning to Langya City, Chen Qing and Xuanping reverted to their original selves.
Chen Qing was still the top of the Foundation Establishment in Nanli, while Xuanping was the wife of the Lord Wei, whom all the generals dreaded.
Half a month later, Chen Qing attended a gathering to learn about the current situation in the Death Realm.
Overall, it was the ancient dragon reclaiming the territory of the Dragon Palace again, besides Shang Tong clashing with that ancient dragon.
Afterward, it was a prolonged standoff.
On the eighteenth day of the first month, Chen Qing stood downstream of the Lancang River, stood for a while, felt a bit tired, and sat down on a rock by the shore.
After waiting for three hours, Chen Qing suddenly saw a floating corpse slowly drifting from afar.
Chen Qing stood up, walked across the river, reached out to grab the floating corpse, and returned to the shore.
Flipping over the floating corpse, there was a bronze token at its waist, with the words “Da Yan” inscribed on it.
This dead body was covered with scars, among which were three knife wounds.
“Looks like Yan Shiyin’s handiwork.”
“Unfortunately, after waiting for so many days, all I got was a corpse.”
Yan Shiyin assassinated upstream, and he was downstream.
“It’s just a corpse, it’s impossible to judge the situation.”
“Fortunately, this corpse belonged to Da Yan’s person.”
And upstream,
Covered in blood, with a shattered dragon horn, the Biyou Dragon Girl was wielding Yan Shiyin’s golden knife, frantically slashing at Yan Shiyin’s body!
“Damn Nanli barbarian, you actually ruined my appearance!”
For the dragon tribe, a broken horn was a more severe mar than a scarred face.
The horn was the most valued part by the dragon tribe.
Without a good-looking horn, one couldn’t be considered beautiful.
Until she hacked Yan Shiyin’s body into a pile of minced flesh, the Biyou Dragon Girl placed her hands on her hips, beginning to assess her injuries.
Ji Dang, dressed in white, with no trace of blood, stood among the corpse chaos.
Only the jade crown on his head was knocked off, making his hair slightly messy.
“Yan Shiyin?”
“Deserves recognition as a Nanli hero, setting up nine checkpoints, each intending to take my life!”
“Each link connected, every step dangerous, each step calculated to end my actions, indeed worthy of the hero’s name.”
“I traveled the West Desert, never encountered such danger.”
“This person, indeed unusual, but alas.”
“Ultimately, it was just eggs shattering against rocks.”
He reached out to take the golden knife from the Biyou Dragon Girl’s hand, planted it on the pile of minced flesh, “Burial is deserved.”
“Such a hero shouldn’t have his body exposed in the wilderness.”
Having said that, he turned to leave.
Before returning, out of one hundred and one members, only thirteen remained, bearing their injuries, they dug a pit and buried the pile of minced flesh inside.
The Biyou Dragon Girl still held some resentment, she took the golden knife and placed it on the grave, “This knife accompanied you all your life, let it be your monument!”
This was meant for someone who saw this golden knife later to dig up Yan Shiyin’s grave.
“If Ji Dang intends to bury you, then so be it, I’m just erecting a monument for you, no need for thanks.”
On the eighteenth day of the first month, the dragon of Da Yan, who fought through the West Desert, returned to Da Yan once more.
However, after nearly a year of slaughtering in the West Desert, Ji Dang, who only lost eighty men in total, encountered nine ambushes while passing through Jinzhou City.
Eighty-eight of them died in battle.
The dragon girl marred.
Ji Dang’s crown fell.
Seven days later, farther downstream, Chen Qing never saw another corpse again.
While waiting, suddenly there was the sound of hooves approaching from behind, and Zhang Can was riding a dragon horse, rapidly heading over.
“Report!”
“Lord Wei, Cheng Tianyou is leading the Mystic Gate Army here!”
Chen Qing turned his head, the river water surging, “He actually didn’t die?”
Zhang Can said, “There’s only one breath left, carried over, a leg and an arm were broken.”
“There is Dragon Energy lingering in his body, unable to be removed, it’s probably just a day or two left.”
Only then did Chen Qing feel relieved, “They really did what they said.”
“However, it seems they lost.”
He gazed far out at the surging river water, “Yan Shiyin, from now on, it’ll be up to me!”
“Let’s go, let’s meet Cheng Tianyou.”
Outside Langya City, eight hundred Mystic Gate Army members wore mourning garments, carrying a blood-covered corpse in front.
Cheng Tianyou no longer had that mighty and energetic demeanor from before, now he just lay on a bamboo bed, barely hanging on.
The city gates were wide open, with the generals clustering around Chen Qing as they exited the city.
Chen Qing glanced over the Mystic Gate Army, only to find that they no longer had the spirited looks from before, they all appeared dejected.
It was easy to understand, the Mystic Gate Army was entirely a troop gathered by Yan Shiyin’s personal charisma.
With Yan Shiyin dead, it would inevitably turn into scattered sand.
Chen Qing passed through layer after layer of the Mystic Gate Army and arrived at the bamboo bed held by four of the soldiers.
Blood incessantly flowed from Cheng Tianyou’s wounds, winding and sticky, occasionally surging with terrifying energy.
It was only due to his Great Perfection Foundation Establishment cultivation, otherwise, such injuries would have long since killed him.
Chen Qing examined the wounds on Cheng Tianyou, three gunshots, thirteen sword stabs.
His left arm was severed at the elbow, and the right leg was cut off at the hip.
Seeing Chen Qing approach, the Mystic Gate Army quickly awoke Cheng Tianyou.
Cheng Tianyou turned his head, and upon seeing Chen Qing, he finally let something go, “Bring…people, cough….go get their Gu and maps.”
Soon, someone brought over a horse-drawn carriage. Chen Qing lifted the curtain and found it filled with jade bottles. With just a glance, he knew the count.
Next to it, there was a catalog of Gu.
Cheng Tianyou struggled to say, “I only managed to retrieve twelve spirit Gu.”
“The Master has died, I couldn’t obtain his Gu, all fell into Ji Dang’s hands.”
“However, the Master left a manual, recording the usage, effect, and magic of all his Gu.”
“Convenient for you to handle later.”
Chen Qing put down the curtain, “I understand.”
Cheng Tianyou continued, “The Gu that allows me to shrink, I’ll give it to you, it should suit you well.”
“The Promotion Map is in the carriage.”
“If you don’t like mine, you can find another one at Jiezishan.”
“The map records the location of Jiezishan.”
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Chen Qing nodded, without hiding, “I am indeed interested in your Gu.”
Cheng Tianyou propped himself up on his single leg with his remaining hand, using all his strength, he said, “Pass my command.”
“Kneel!”
