Longevity: Comprehending the Heart Method

”On behalf of the Demon Suppression Hall, I present a Tier Three High-Grade Demon Suppression Heart Stone to congratulate Clan Leader Song!”

Fengg Zhongyi took out an emerald-green jade stone as tall as a man. It was crystal-clear and translucent. Its smooth, rounded surface was engraved with a latticework of Demon-Exorcising Runes, giving it the appearance of an exquisite work of art.

The Demon Suppression Heart Stone possessed abilities such as calming the mind, exorcising demons, and brightening the spirit. Meditating and cultivating near it would protect one from the disturbances of Heart Demons and external evils.

When demonic entities approached, it could also automatically activate its Runes to exorcise evil and subdue demons.

It was extremely difficult to refine, and the entire Demon Suppression Hall possessed only a few. Fengg Zhongyi’s gift was thus an incredibly valuable one. This had a great deal to do with the fact that Song Changsheng and his clan had previously returned the bodies of the Demon Suppression Hall’s fallen masters.

”On behalf of the Huansha Sect, I present a set of Tier Three Middle-grade Array Banners. I wish you even greater progress in the future, Fellow Daoist.” Huaa Ruoxi opened her palm to reveal a set of colorful Triangular Array Banners, totaling eighteen large banners and seventy-two small ones.

For an Array Master, Array Banners were undoubtedly the best gift.

”On behalf of Hundred Herbs Hall, I present one Tier Three Top-Grade Recovery Pill to congratulate Clan Leader Song!” Luu Yuming took a brilliantly shining golden Spirit Pill from his sleeve. A rich medicinal fragrance filled the entire plaza, causing everyone to turn and look.

After consuming it, the Recovery Pill could draw upon the surrounding nature’s spiritual energy to restore half of a Cultivator’s Mana in a short period. At a critical moment, it could save one’s life.

Across the entire Daqi Cultivation World, only Hundred Herbs Hall currently had the ability to refine the Recovery Pill. Furthermore, only Luu Yuming himself could refine one to the Tier Three Top-Grade Level. Its value was self-evident.

”I have heard that Clan Leader Song’s attainments in the Sword Dao are impressive. The Celestial Sword Sect presents the *Dancing Sword at Sunset* to congratulate Fellow Daoist Song!”

With that, Jian Nameless unfurled the scroll in his hands. It depicted a scene atop a broken cliff, where a white-robed Cultivator with blurred features danced gracefully with a sword under a blood-red setting sun. Amidst the crisscrossing Sword Qi, mountains crumbled and rivers hung suspended in the air, carrying the aura of the Sword of Heaven’s Fall.

From the painting, the crowd could faintly sense an incredibly sharp Sword Intent.

”To think it’s the *Dancing Sword at Sunset*. Sect Leader Jian is quite generous,” Fengg Zhongyi said with a chuckle, lightly stroking his beard.

”It’s clearly just an ordinary painting, so why does my heart pound when I look at it?” a Cultivator asked his companion, bewildered.

”Ordinary? How can you even say that? This *Dancing Sword at Sunset* was created by the first and only Tier Four Painter in the history of our Daqi Cultivation World. The person in the painting is the founding ancestor of the Celestial Sword Sect, Jian Wushuang, whose Cultivation was no less than that of Master Bai of the Golden Crow Sect.”

”They say there’s also a sad and poignant love story behind it. Let me tell you all about...”

”Hold on, hold on! Just tell me what’s so special about the painting.”

”AHEM. Well, I’ve heard that the painting contains a wisp of Master Wushuang’s Sword Intent. If you can comprehend it, you could become the next Master Wushuang!”

As rumors flew, Jian Nameless spoke bluntly, ”This painting is a copy made by a senior of my sect, who sealed a trace of our Ancestor’s Sword Intent within it. It is not the original. I hope Fellow Daoist Song will not find it lacking.”

This was a rather humble statement. Even though it was a replica, its value was no less than that of any of the other gifts.

”Sect Leader Jian, you are too kind. I am endlessly grateful for such a valuable gift.” Song Changsheng bowed in return and then gestured for Song Qingqing to accept it.

The congratulatory gifts presented by the major Purple Mansion Influences were all extraordinary, proving to be an eye-opening experience for the crowd of Foundation Establishment Cultivators. Chu Nanfeng, Shangguan Yinn, and the others, in particular, gained a much clearer understanding of the profound resources held by these powerful factions.

They had originally thought their own gifts were precious enough, but they never expected every major power to be so extravagant. It left them feeling utterly inadequate.

Jin Rihua glanced at the unshakably calm Xia Qingxue and Shen Qingxiu, then smiled and stood up. ”Upon learning of Clan Leader Song’s breakthrough, Master Bai Yan of our sect was most pleased and has specially taken a living branch from the Golden Han White Jade Fruit Tree to congratulate you on reaching the Purple Mansion Realm.”

As he spoke, he took a verdant green branch from within his robes. Hanging from it was an egg-sized, peach-shaped fruit that looked as if it had been sprinkled with gold dust. It appeared succulent and tender, brimming with a vibrant life force that made one desperately want to take a bite.

At this sight, the crowd immediately erupted. An expression of utter astonishment appeared on Song Changsheng’s face; he even began to wonder if his own eyes and ears were deceiving him.

This Golden Han White Jade Fruit was no ordinary item. It was a Tier Four Low-Grade treasure that could be used to refine the White Jade Golden Core, a pill that aided Purple Mansion Cultivators in their training.

It was once said, ”A single White Jade Golden Core is worth a hundred years of arduous cultivation,” a testament to its immense value.

In the entire Daqi Cultivation World, only Master Bai Yan of the Celestial Vein Sect possessed a Golden Han White Jade Fruit Tree. The tree bore fruit only once every thousand years, producing just three fruits at a time, which then took three hundred years to ripen.

Although the fruit on the branch in Jin Rihua’s hand was still slightly unripe, it would fully mature within a hundred years as long as the Song Clan nurtured it carefully.

If Song Changsheng cultivated fast enough, he could even use the pill refined from this fruit to break through the bottleneck between the Late-stage Purple Mansion and Purple Mansion Great Perfection in one fell swoop.

This gift far exceeded the expected standard for a congratulatory present. No matter how talented Song Changsheng was, he was still just the Clan Leader of a Purple Mansion Family. Compared to the Celestial Vein Sect, he was nothing more than a slightly larger grasshopper.

To put it bluntly, the Celestial Vein Sect had already shown tremendous respect just by sending a representative to a Purple Mansion Grand Ceremony. There was absolutely no need to send such a valuable gift, let alone one that was explicitly stated to be from Master Bai Yan.