I Shall Be Everlasting In the World of Immortals

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Chapter 391: Strong Alliance, Making a Name in the Central Region

”Emperor Yu, thereʼs no need to overthink this!”

Facing Emperor Yuʼs grim and hostile gaze, Jing Wufeng spoke unhurriedly:

”I have no ill intentions. I merely come from a small nameless sect and have had a deep love for browsing ancient texts in the sect’s library since childhood. By chance, I developed a keen interest in the cultural history of the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty.”

Such a statement was hard to believe, even for Lan Changʼan, who was on his side.

How could an ordinary sect possibly know the deep secrets of the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty, especially matters from ten thousand years ago from a different realm?

Emperor Yu and True Monarch Iron Calculation exchanged glances, their eyes meeting as they briefly communicated via voice transmission.

Whatever True Monarch Iron Calculation had said, it seemed to ease Emperor Yu’s expression slightly. He leveled his gaze at the two Nascent Soul early-stage youths before him.

”Very well, this emperor will give True Monarch Jing Tian some face for now.”

Emperor Yuʼs brilliant eyes first locked onto Jing Wufeng before shifting to Lan Changʼan.

Lan Changʼan felt a deep pressure settle over his body and mind, feeling an unprecedented suppression upon his spirit.

Though they were both at the Nascent Soul mid-stage, the pressure Emperor Yu exuded was significantly greater than that of True Monarch Netherwater.

At this moment, he realized that Emperor Yu had personally come to intercept him, brimming with force and intent. There was no way he would be allowed to leave unconditionally.

”If any Fellow Daoist could kill a Nascent Soul True Monarch of my empire and come and go as they please, what authority would the Yu imperial family have left to stand in the Central Region of the Great Yuan?”

Emperor Yuʼs tone shifted, his overwhelming spiritual sense locking onto Lan Changʼan:

”Today, as long as True Monarch Xiang withstands a single sword strike from this emperor, consider it an explanation to the imperial family. You may leave as you wish thereafter.”

Before his words had even faded, the clear cry of a sword, like a dragon’s roar, pierced through the firmament and clouds.

Emperor Yuʼs figure ascended, his wide imperial dragon robe billowing in the wind. With one hand, he grasped the Azure Dragon Sword, striking down from above at Lan Changʼan.

Jing Wufeng’s expression changed. He was just about to assist Lan Changʼan when—

”I have long heard that True Monarch Jing Tian is the number one Nascent Soul early-stage cultivator in the Central Region. I, Yu Yuanjin, have been eager to test my skills against you.”

A powerful and sharp sword intent instantly locked onto Jing Wufeng, forcing him to focus on his own battle.

Yu Yuanjin stood tall and imposing, a few strands of silver streaking through his temples. His deep, tranquil eyes shone like cold stars, brimming with intense battle spirit.

With a slight parting of his lips, he spat out a sword rainbow as brilliant as an aurora, woven from countless interwoven particles of dazzling light. It was incomparably radiant yet lethally dangerous, slicing through the void towards Jing Wufeng.

”Hm? Northern Departure Extreme Yuan Sword!”

Jing Wufengʼs expression shifted. His body was enveloped in a faint silver, semi-translucent rippling robe, causing the space around him to blur.

Boom! Sizzle!

The resplendent sword rainbow, composed of countless flashing light particles, seemed to strike a vortex in the void. Light and darkness intertwined, pausing momentarily before slicing open a tear in the semi-transparent ripple robe.

At the moment when the space-defying robe was breached, Jing Wufeng’s figure blurred, leaving only a severed strand of hair behind.

Yu Yuanjin’s heart tensed. A chill ran down his spine as his body erupted with sword essence and mana. His Purple Python Robe flared violently as countless sword energy particles converged into a powerful sword barrier, enveloping him completely.

Slash!

A formless silver blade edge tore through Yu Yuanjin’s protective sword aura, erupting into dazzling, exquisite particles of light upon impact.

Yu Yuanjin let out a muffled grunt, his figure transforming into an intangible sword shadow, retreating a short distance before reuniting with his aurora-emitting flying sword treasure.

…

At the very moment when Jing Wufeng and Yu Yuanjin exchanged blows—

Emperor Yu’s Azure Dragon Sword locked onto Lan Changʼan, slashing forward with deliberate slowness. The swordʼs azure dragon-patterned light shimmered and coiled, and the boundless Azure Nether Sword Light, vast as creation itself, filled the entire field of vision.

Ang—!

Before the sword light even descended, the reverberating dragonʼs roar shook the soul, causing Lan Changʼan’s Nascent Soul to tremble uneasily, as if he were facing an ancient emperor.

Fortunately, this sword was not launched at an extreme speed. The overwhelming force of it granted Lan Changʼan enough time to prepare.

Shua! Shua! Shua!

Sixteen superior third-rank puppets appeared around him. Sixteen puppet force crystal threads interlinked, arcing with flashing electricity. A surge of Nascent Soul-level spiritual pressure burst forth, forming a solid puppet power formation in midair, taking the shape of a shield.

This fully reinforced puppet army formation was particularly good at defense. The constructed formation at this moment was comparable to the full-powered defense of a peak Nascent Soul early-stage cultivator.

Crack!

The Azure Nether Sword Light swept through everything in its path. The azure dragon’s shadow circled as the powerful defensive formation built by the puppet formation was ruthlessly torn apart, collapsing instantly.

Whoosh! Bang! Bang…!

The overwhelming backlash sent the sixteen superior-grade puppets flying backward. The puppet formation was nearly shattered, with several puppets even emitting black smoke.

To prevent further damage to the formation, Lan Changʼan immediately summoned the Dragonwood Staff, channeling his full Nascent Soul mana into it.

A massive dragon-headed staff, nearly a hundred zhang in length, was outlined with blood-colored dragon shadows as it surged forward to meet the Azure Dragon Sword head-on.

Clang! Boom!

The Dragonwood Staff was designed for frontal combat. However, the moment it clashed with the Azure Nether Sword Light and the azure dragon phantom, its size abruptly shrank. Its verdant glow dimmed, and the blood-colored dragon shadows on its surface let out anguished cries before dissipating into wisps of black smoke.

The nearly hundred-zhang-long Dragonwood Staff shrank to just over three zhang, its radiance completely extinguished. Though forged from Ten-Thousand-Year Iron Birch Wood and was incomparably hard, a visible crack appeared on its surface.

Lan Changʼan’s heart sank as he heard a faint ”ka” sound from the Dragonwood Staff, his main battle magical treasure had sustained some damage.

Even after shattering the puppet army formation and clashing directly with the Dragonwood Staff, the residual force of the Azure Nether Sword Light remained potent.

Squeak! Squeak!

At Lan Changʼan’s feet, Lord Earthrock appeared, opening its mouth to unleash a breath of Earth Fiend Rockfire, wrapping it around the remnants of the Azure Nether Sword Light.

This was Lord Earthrock’s ultimate move, its innate demon fire.

The sword light wavered, growing sluggish and murky before finally fracturing and exploding.

Pshhh!

Even so, the lingering azure dragon-patterned sword energy still managed to tear into Lan Changʼan’s protective aura and graze Earth Burrowing Rat’s defensive barrier.

The entire exchange seemed drawn out, but in reality, it was merely the flicker of an instant, just a single, peerless strike from Emperor Yu’s Azure Dragon Sword.

“To be able to withstand a strike from my Azure Dragon Sword without sustaining injury, True Monarch Xiang, you are truly among the elites of the early Nascent Soul stage, no weaker than an average Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator.”

Emperor Yu withdrew the Azure Dragon Sword, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable majesty.

He was a man of his word. Having delivered his one sword strike, he turned and left without hesitation.

At that moment, on the other side—after a brief but intense clash, Jing Wufeng and Yu Yuanjin separated.

Jing Wufeng had a section of his sleeve sliced off but remained unscathed.

Yu Yuanjin, however, had a bloodstain along his ribs.

”Emperor Yu!”

Yu Yuanjin’s battle spirit had yet to fade. He cast an unwilling glance at Jing Wufeng before suppressing his frustration and following Emperor Yu alongside True Monarch Iron Calculation.

…

”The Great Yuan truly lives up to its reputation as a great realm, blessed with outstanding people and a land of spiritual fortune.”

Jing Wufeng watched Yu Yuanjinʼs departing figure with an approving tone.

Yu Yuanjin, a sword cultivator, far surpassed ordinary Nascent Soul early-stage cultivators in strength. As the strongest Nascent Soul cultivator of the imperial family’s current generation, he was likely to inherit the title of Emperor Yu in the future.

Lan Changʼan examined his damaged Dragonwood Staff, his expression grim. He had originally prepared a Withering Extinction Divine Light to retaliate.

But after glancing at Emperor Yu’s Imperial Dragon Robe, which was of extraordinary quality, majestic beyond compare, and nearly impossible to breach, he decided against the pointless effort of seeking humiliation.

”True Monarch Xiang, are you alright?”

”No worries. Only my magical treasure is damaged, it will be fine if itʼs nurtured for a while.”

Lan Changʼan stowed away the Dragonwood Staff.

For most high-level cultivators, repairing a damaged magical treasure and fully restoring its spiritual essence was a lengthy process.

However, Lan Changʼan’s Evergreen Technique greatly accelerated the recovery of spiritual essence, especially for artifacts crafted from spiritual wood.

”Fellow Daoist Xiang, there’s no need to feel discouraged! Emperor Yu is a formidable expert among Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators, and his magical treasure is too extravagant. Even if the two of us joined forces, we might not have gained any advantage over him.”

Jing Wufeng chuckled.

”The imperial family values their reputation, let’s give them a way to step down with dignity.”

Lan Changʼan shook his head and sighed.

As someone with a long lifespan, he had little interest in meaningless conflict. A newly advanced Nascent Soul cultivator like him would not foolishly seek to challenge a peak figure who was number one below Nascent Soul Great Cultivators.

Jing Wufeng was right, Emperor Yu’s magical treasure was simply too luxurious. He couldn’t be measured by the standards of an ordinary Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator.

That Azure Dragon Sword strike was merely a formality, deliberately allowing Lan Changʼan ample preparation time.

The imperial family had no desire to make mortal enemies out of the two of them, they only needed to maintain their prestige.

Had Jing Wufeng been able to take Lan Changʼan away without any cost, who would still respect the imperial family? Any Nascent Soul cultivator could trample over them as they pleased.

Both Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng had their own formidable enemies. They had no desire to make an enemy out of the Great Yu imperial family.

Thus, both sides kept things restrained.

One could even say that this entire event was an unplanned but mutually understood performance.

Of course, this was only possible because Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng were strong enough and had earned a reputation that even the imperial family feared.

Had it been an ordinary Nascent Soul True Monarch provoking the laws of Great Yu, they would have been severely wounded and captured by Emperor Yu, or ended up as another soul beneath his sword.

”The cultivation civilization of the Great Yuan is well-developed, there are indeed formidable threats here. If just a major force in the Central Region has such power, how terrifying must the three Great Cultivators that dominate the Great Yuan be?”

Lan Changʼan pondered.

His previous plan had been correct, transitioning through the early Nascent Soul stage while staying in the Great Qing Region to search for subsequent cultivation technique was indeed the right approach.

Against Emperor Yu, he could still protect himself. But if he attracted the attention of a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, then there was a real risk of falling.

…

Above the Nine Fiery Heavens, the three Nascent Soul cultivators of the imperial family flew in silence for a brief moment after their departure.

”Old Iron, earlier you advised me not to make mortal enemies of those two, especially Jing Wufeng. I held back with my sword strike just now, but I never expected that I wouldn’t be able to injure Xiang Dalong at all.”

Emperor Yu sighed lightly. Despite personally making a move, his sword strike had failed to achieve the desired effect.

Fortunately, his demonstration of power had at least damaged Xiang Dalong’s magical treasure.

Additionally, with the Central Regionʼs renowned figure Jing Wufeng stepping forward, the imperial family giving them some face and letting the matter go could still be justified.

After all, both Jing Wufeng and Lan Changʼan had displayed strength capable of resisting a Nascent Soul mid-stage expert, which was considered an anomaly in the cultivation world.

”Cough, cough... This much is sufficient. If these two advance to Nascent Soul mid-stage in the future, who in the entire Yuan Provence could possibly suppress them?”

True Monarch Iron Calculation’s face was pale. Earlier, he had recklessly used divination arts, severely draining his vitality.

”You truly found nothing about those two? Or were you simply unwilling to sacrifice your lifespan and essence?”

Recalling how Jing Wufeng had so effortlessly exposed the imperial familyʼs secrets, Emperor Yu felt displeased. He deeply wished to uncover the origins of this man.

Who could say for certain that Jing Wufeng had no connection to the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty?

”...Forgive my incompetence.”

True Monarch Iron Calculation smiled bitterly, retrieving a handkerchief to wipe away the bloody phlegm he had coughed up.

”Both of them are linked with powerful heavenly divination techniques. Xiang Dalong carries traces of a fourth-rank Divination Grandmaster’s influence. But Jing Wufeng... he is even more terrifying. Though his connection to heavenly divination techniques is subtle, it is so profound and unfathomable that itʼs beyond my humble comprehension.”

Hearing this, both Emperor Yu and Yu Yuanjin were visibly shocked.

True Monarch Iron Calculation was already a fourth-rank Divination Grandmaster. If something was beyond his understanding, could it be that the technique involved belonged to fifth-rank divination, the realm of Deity Transformation cultivators?

Emperor Yu’s voice grew heavy:

”Could this son be a disciple of a Deity Transformation Realm sect?”

Todayʼs cultivation world, due to the limitations of the environment of heaven and earth, rarely saw Deity Transformation Heavenly Lords manifesting. But the imperial family, inheritors of the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty’s legacy, knew that such existences certainly still lived.

”It’s hard to say. If not for the world’s restrictions, fifth-rank divination would be even harder to achieve than reaching the Deity Transformation Realm.”

True Monarch Iron Calculation closed his eyes and fell silent.

Throughout the Heaven Honoured Continent’s history, there were exceedingly few records of fifth-rank divination masters.

Yet, he had his suspicions.

Jing Wufeng had humbly claimed to come from an obscure sect.

But when one linked together the clues—

A small sect. A Deity Transformation inheritance. Fifth-rank Divination techniques...

True Monarch Iron Calculation arrived at a startling conclusion.

This was not something divination had revealed, but a logical deduction.

A chill spread from his feet to his entire body. He shut his eyes, unwilling to speak further.

There were rumors in the cultivation world about a certain Tianyi Sect. But ordinary cultivators knew nothing about it.

In truth, there was never a sect called “Heavenly One” this was merely the title given by outsiders.

As for what Tianyi truly meant?

It was exactly as the name implied: One Who Stands Above Heaven.

After much hesitation, True Monarch Iron Calculation did not dare to mention those five legendary words.

As a fellow practitioner of divination, he feared that merely mentioning the name might allow that unfathomable figure to sense his thoughts.

Forget the Great Yu imperial family, even the Great Jin Immortal Emperor himself would have to show due respect to that elusive, dragon-like existence.

...

Meanwhile, Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng did not linger and swiftly departed from the vast territory of Great Yu Kingdom.

What Lan Changʼan did not know was that shortly after his departure, his name began to resound throughout the Central Region.

The news even reached cultivators across other regions of the Great Yuan.

To withstand a full-powered strike from Emperor Yu’s Azure Dragon Sword and leave unscathed—such an achievement, deliberately publicized by the imperial family, cemented Lan Changʼan’s name in the Central Region.

Among the various cultivation factions, assessments of Xiang Dalong’s combat abilities were upgraded, he was now recognized as someone who could rival Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators.

The title of ”True Monarch Evergreen” was now listed alongside the great powers of the Central Region, belonging to the existences that ordinary True Monarchs should not mess with.

Furthermore, in the imperial familyʼs official statement, True Monarch Evergreen and True Monarch Jing Tian were described as close friends, which was why the imperial family had granted them clemency.

Half a month later.

The conflict between Yunxia Sect and Great Snake Mountain was unexpectedly resolved under the mediation of the imperial family.

Yunxia Sect made a symbolic gesture, offering some spirit stones and demonic beast materials as a consolation to Great Snake Mountain.

This was not due to political pressure from the imperial family.

Rather, Great Snake Mountain itself had been terrified after hearing that True Monarch Evergreen had withstood Emperor Yu’s Azure Dragon Sword and that he had allied with True Monarch Jing Tian.

Faced with the combined strength of two Nascent Soul powerhouses, Great Snake Mountain was utterly intimidated.

They immediately backed down and did not even dare to negotiate.

”Great Snake Mountain... spineless cowards!”

When Emperor Yu heard about this, he was furious.

He never expected Great Snake Mountain to surrender so quickly the moment they sensed danger.

The imperial family had intentionally publicized Xiang Dalong’s strength and his connection to Jing Wufeng, all to create a narrative that would give themselves an honorable way to step back.

Yet Great Snake Mountain had thrown away all pretense of dignity, surrendering without even a struggle.

…

Two streaks of Nascent Soul light traversed the clouds above Wanfeng Sect’s territory.

The Wanfeng Sect was one of the cultivation forces closest to the Central Region Forbidden Zone.

After experiencing the demonic calamity, many spiritual veins and immortal cities within its borders were devastated, leaving behind a scene of ruin and desolation.

Each time such demonic calamities occurred, the low and mid-level cultivators of this region suffered catastrophic losses, while the major sects would activate their grand defensive formations, adopting a passive defensive stance.

By leveraging these formations, they could resist the onslaught of countless demonic creatures.

Since most demonic creatures lacked organization, they found it difficult to breach excessively strong formations, leading them to disperse and attack different parts of the Central Region instead.

The Wanfeng Sect specialized in formation arts, and within its domain, there were even two or three fourth-rank Formation Grandmasters.

Utilizing the many spiritual vein mountain ranges, they constructed the Myriad Peaks Grand Formation, which was known as the largest defensive formation in the Central Region.

On the road, Lan Changʼan chatted with Jing Wufeng, occasionally probing for useful information.

”May I ask True Monarch Jing, what exactly is a ‘False Heavenly Lord’?”

”A False Heavenly Lord is unique to the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty,” Jing Wufeng explained without reservation.

”Through the infusion of dragon fortune qi, a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator is forcibly pushed toward the Deity Transformation bottleneck. If successful, they attain the status of False Heavenly Lord, possessing half the divine abilities of an actual Deity Transformation cultivator.

”However, the moment they leave the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty’s domain, where they no longer receive the support of Immortal Dynasty dragon fortune, they will fall back to Nascent Soul level.”

”But I’ve never personally visited the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty, so I don’t know the full cost of undergoing such a transformation. False Heavenly Lords are extremely rare. This is just what I’ve gathered from ancient records and hearsay.”

Lan Changʼan was astonished.

”To forcibly create False Heavenly Lords, the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty is truly terrifying!”

”Of course,” Jing Wufeng sighed.

”After all, the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty is the number one power on Heaven Honoured Continent, the only force of this era that has successfully unified an entire super province.

”It follows the blueprint of the ancient Immortal Qin Dynasty, forging the Nine-Five Supreme Dragon Artifacts. If one of these artifacts were to reach its completed form, the dynasty would undoubtedly launch an invasion of other cultivation regions, seeking to subjugate all cultivation sects under its rule.”

Lan Changʼan was silent for a moment before speaking.

”Perhaps, one day in the distant future, the Great Yuan, bordering the Eastern Sea, will become a target of the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty’s expansion.”

He couldn’t help but recall Daoist Tianshu, whom he had once traded with.

It seemed that this mysterious figure had been commissioned by someone from Great Jin, tasked with gathering key materials for one of the Nine-Five Supreme Dragon Artifacts, the Imperial Dragon Shoes.

But in the face of such immense political shifts, Lan Changʼan was indifferent.

”If the sky collapses, the tall ones will hold it up.”

He wasn’t particularly concerned about the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty’s ambitions.

If necessary, he could always hide in the wilderness or even flee overseas.

With his long lifespan, if the day truly came when the dynasty expanded into the Great Yuan, he could even consider pledging loyalty to the Immortal Dynasty to secure a stable position for himself within its rule.

…

As they continued their journey, Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng finally arrived within Wanfeng Mountain’s domain, nearing the ruins of an immortal city close to the Central Region Forbidden Zone.

Clearing out the remaining demonic creatures infesting the ruins, the two found an abandoned cave dwelling to discuss their plans.

Though he hadn’t questioned it before, Lan Changʼan found himself puzzled by Jing Wufeng’s insistence on sealing away demonic forces.

This man wasn’t even a native of the Great Yuan, why would he take on such a selfless mission for the greater good of the cultivation world?

What meaning did this hold for him? What tangible benefits could he possibly gain?

Every cultivator had their own secrets, so Lan Changʼan didn’t pry. He simply speculated that the demon sealing site might hold some kind of ancient relic or hidden opportunity.

Since their strength was relatively even and they were bound by a sworn spirit contract, Lan Changʼan was willing to take the risk of venturing into the Abyssal Demon Realm Forbidden Zone.

”True Monarch Xiang, before we head for the demon sealing site, we must eliminate the hidden threat posed by Golden Kun Elder, True Monarch Netherwater, and other Nascent Soul old monsters.”

Jing Wufeng’s expression turned serious as he spoke.

”If they ambush us at a critical moment, our mission will become exceptionally dangerous.”

Previously, when Jing Wufeng had explored the demon sealing site, he had barely shaken off these pursuers.

Lan Changʼan smirked.

”These Nascent Soul old monsters are chasing you so persistently… I take it that the pseudo-spiritual treasure from Ancient Nether Hall has already fallen into your hands?”

Jing Wufeng let out a light chuckle, making no effort to deny it.

Some of those chasing him were after the pseudo-spiritual treasure, some sought revenge for past conflicts, and others were manipulated by unseen forces behind the scenes.

Among them, there was a female True Monarch who was relentlessly pursuing Jing Wufeng because he had once slain her husband.

”Tell me, how many Nascent Soul old monsters are there?”

Lan Changʼan spread his hands helplessly, inwardly sighing at Jing Wufeng’s ability to stir up trouble. Then again, he had clearly gained heaven-splitting opportunities and benefits from his actions.

”Based on my sources and the intelligence I’ve gathered, there should be seven Nascent Soul True Monarchs pursuing me.”

”Among them, Golden Kun Old Monster and True Monarch Netherwater are Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators.”

”Two against seven? And two of them are mid-stage?”

Even though Lan Changʼan had mentally prepared himself, he still couldnʼt help but click his tongue.

From his analysis, True Monarch Netherwater might even be backed by the remnant ghost soul of the Shura Ghost Lord.

If that remnant soul possessed Nascent Soul combat strength, then it would be two versus eight instead.

”Hah! We don’t need to wipe out all these Nascent Soul old monsters!”

Jing Wufeng revealed his plan.

”As long as we kill one or two early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators and severely injure one mid-stage, their fragile alliance will crumble at least for the next twenty years.”

Lan Changʼanʼs expression twitched.

So this bastard had actually considered wiping them all out at one point…?

Truly fearless!

Feeling Lan Changʼan’s odd gaze on him, Jing Wufeng seemed slightly embarrassed, his smile turning somewhat sheepish.

”No way! This is way too risky.”

Lan Changʼan shook his head like a drum rattle.

Previously, Jing Wufeng had managed to slay a Nascent Soul True Monarch by leveraging the terrain, but after that incident, those Nascent Soul old monsters would undoubtedly be even more tightly united.

”Fellow Daoist Xiang, hear me out. Even though it’s two against seven, we actually have an advantage.”

Jing Wufeng smiled mysteriously, lowering his voice as he detailed his plan.

”All we need to do is this… then coordinate with that…”

After listening for a while, Lan Changʼan’s tense expression eased slightly.

Upon closer examination, Jing Wufeng’s plan was indeed feasible.

Even so, this mission was still incredibly risky.

If they were to proceed, absolute trust and coordination would be necessary.

A thought crossed Lan Changʼan’s mind, prompting him to ask:

”Even so, the risks in this operation arenʼt small. The two of us must trust each other and work with perfect coordination. Fellow Daoist Jing, why do you trust and choose me, Xiang?”

If the two of them worked together seamlessly, then even if their plan failed, they could still escape unscathed.

Jing Wufeng laughed.

”Hehe, True Monarch Xiang, you are the most reliable and powerful Nascent Soul cultivator I’ve encountered in the Great Yuan.”

”None of those old monsters know the true extent of your strength, which gives us an element of surprise.”

”And most importantly… Your Evergreen Technique is invaluable in moments of crisis, its healing abilities can greatly reduce our casualties.”

Jing Wufeng’s lips curled into a faint smirk.

For an instant, a cold glint flashed in Lan Changʼan’s eyes.

He wasn’t surprised that Jing Wufeng had discovered his Evergreen Technique.

After all, they had fought side by side multiple times. Jing Wufeng had personally witnessed his combat details, and this was someone who even knew the hidden secrets of the Great Yu imperial family.

Besides, Evergreen Technique cultivators weren’t entirely unique within Heaven Honoured Continent. Through his spiritual perception, Lan Changʼan had already sensed at least two others.

One was True Monarch Cyanwood, the other was someone who he sensed toward the coastal regions or even overseas upon advancing to Nascent Soul.

”True Monarch Xiang, you need not worry, other cultivators cannot prolong their lifespans even if they obtain the Evergreen Dao Fruit.”

”In the cultivation world, those who recognize an Evergreen Technique cultivator would only seek friendship, never hostility.

”After all, who can be certain that they won’t need to seek out a medical sage one day?”

Jing Wufeng’s voice was calm and reassuring, directly addressing the key issue to dispel Lan Changʼan’s wariness.

Lan Changʼan’s thoughts stirred.

Clearly, Jing Wufeng was well-informed, he might even know about the legendary Great Cultivator “Yan Donglai”, as well as certain secrets regarding the Evergreen Technique.

Since his Evergreen Technique had been exposed, he might as well find an opportunity to probe for information later.

...

After a long moment of contemplation, Lan Changʼan finally spoke:

”Fellow Daoist Jing, this operation carries serious risks. If you want my cooperation, you must agree to three conditions!”