PDLP Chapter 263 Can all kinds of cultivation methods lead to immortality?
Chapter 263 Can all kinds of cultivation methods lead to immortality?
All eyes were focused on the girl who was slowly walking in.
She appeared poised and elegant, silent and serene, with fair skin and a naturally graceful demeanor.
Her flowing robes fluttered, obscuring the world, causing even the most beautiful flowers to shy away from her pure elegance. (Note)
However, when they carefully sensed the girl's aura, they couldn't help but frown, a hint of doubt appearing in their minds.
Mangu is straightforward and has the least patience.
He said gruffly, "This aura is clearly that of a mortal! Madam Lan, you must be mistaken. You've been delaying like this just to wait for a mortal?"
Upon hearing this, Madam Lan immediately retorted without any politeness, "You're the one who's mistaken!"
Upon hearing this answer, Man Gu and the others were all taken aback.
They all knew Madam Lan's character well; she was always cautious and never acted without reason. Could it be that they had truly made a mistake?
For a moment, everyone was filled with doubt, and their eyes were once again focused on the girl, trying to see something unusual about her.
Chu Lengyu stepped into Huai Valley, facing the various gazes of the crowd.
As she looked around, a strange sense of familiarity welled up in her heart. She suddenly felt that the scene before her was somewhat similar to the scene at Xinghua Tower in the capital city that day.
But this time, it's different.
She walked lightly and without pausing, heading straight for the main seat with elegant and composed movements.
As she slowly sat down, everyone present felt an irresistible pressure.
The oppressive aura felt almost tangible, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts, instilling in them a sense of awe.
It was as if her very existence was enough to shake the heavens and the earth.
When the Palace Mistress saw that she was so ignorant of etiquette and dared to sit in the seat of honor, a position she had long coveted, she was filled with indignation and was about to question her when she saw her gently raise her hand.
Chu Lengyu's fingertips twitched slightly, and sword energy instantly condensed, transforming into a silver dragon shadow soaring through the sky. With unparalleled power, it circled in the air, intimidating everyone present.
The dragon's shadow was lifelike and unrestrained, soaring through the heavens. But the girl beneath the dragon's shadow did not appear small at all; on the contrary, she was as tall as a mountain, making her difficult to look up to.
"You may disagree." Chu Lengyu's voice was like thunder from the heavens, booming in everyone's ears and shaking them to their core.
"Anyone who disagrees, step forward."
The atmosphere was extremely tense at that moment.
Chu Lengyu's imposing presence deterred them from making any rash moves, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping their hearts.
Kikumiya opened her mouth, but the words she wanted to ask lingered in her throat, and she swallowed them back obediently.
A sudden realization flashed in her eyes, and she finally understood who had taken such bad photos of the Hundred Flowers Palace yesterday.
In this world where the strong rule, no matter how arrogant or proud you are, your own life is the most important thing.
Yi Xiaoqi looked at her excitedly.
She had long suspected that this Senior Chu was extraordinary, and now that her identity was almost confirmed, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous and uneasy.
Just then, Madam Lan finally spoke slowly: "Now that the Chu State Preceptor has arrived, the Mist Mountain Tea Party shall officially begin!"
As Madam Lan finished speaking, the previously tense atmosphere seemed to ease slightly.
Since everyone has agreed to rank them by strength, they naturally won't express any dissatisfaction with Chu Lengyu sitting in this position.
"The...National Preceptor of Chu..." Yi Xiaoqi murmured to himself.
Her suspicions were confirmed, and she couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
Upon learning her identity, Man Gu exclaimed in surprise, "You're the Grand Preceptor of the Great Xia Dynasty, Chu Lengyu?!"
He suddenly stood up, staring intently at Chu Lengyu, his eyes filled with a hint of hostility.
Chu Lengyu raised an eyebrow slightly, not expecting someone to jump out so quickly. She was preparing to use swift and decisive measures to make an example of this person to demonstrate her authority.
But then Mangu continued, "You caused the Great Qian and Great Xia to go to war, which has brought terrible suffering to my barbarian tribe!"
His voice carried a hint of grief and indignation, and a hint of resentment.
Upon seeing this, Madam Lan fell silent for a moment.
Although she disliked Man Gu, that simpleton, she still explained a few words to Chu Lengyu via telepathy.
The barbarians originally lived near the Great Qian Dynasty. This time, the war between the Great Qian and the Great Xia Dynasty turned the barbarian homeland into a battlefield.
Although the barbarians had fled their homeland long before the war broke out, they still lost the homeland where they had lived for generations.
For small countries and small clans, the path of cultivation is inherently extremely difficult.
Although Mangu was born with the talent for cultivation, his clan had few lineages to pass on, so he could only devote all his energy to training his physique, hoping to forge his own path in cultivation.
When he finally found the sacred place of cultivation, Wushan, after going through countless hardships, he discovered that he had gone further and further down the path of body refinement and could not turn back.
He was the barbarian tribe's only hope and their only protector. This responsibility and mission compelled him to continue down this path.
Lady Lan knew the hardships Man Gu had endured and understood his importance to the barbarian tribe. Therefore, although she did not like Man Gu's honest and straightforward personality, she was still willing to speak up for him.
After learning the whole story, Chu Lengyu said without hesitation, "The war in Daqian is indeed related to me. I will personally handle it after the matter in Wushan is over."
Her voice was calm, yet sharp as a drawn sword, unwavering.
Man Gu could tell that she wasn't deceiving him, so he sat back down, and the anger and hatred in his heart gradually subsided.
The Holy Maiden of the Underworld's eyes flickered as she thought of the various rumors surrounding Chu Lengyu.
Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, she finally asked, "Grand Preceptor of the Great Xia Dynasty, I've heard... you are a cultivator?"
Chu Lengyu did not answer the question immediately. She sat quietly in the main seat, scanning everyone present.
After a moment, Chu Lengyu finally spoke, his tone gentle yet authoritative: "That's right, I am indeed a cultivator, and the path I cultivate is completely different from the path of Misty Mountain."
Her words, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirred up ripples, drawing everyone's attention back to her, their eyes filled with awe and curiosity.
Chu Lengyu smiled leisurely and continued, "I came to Wushan this time precisely for this matter."
"May I ask you all, among all the methods of cultivation, is it possible to attain immortality?"
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Her skin is as smooth as ice, her beauty naturally radiant. Silent and serene, she moves with a graceful, ethereal grace. No worldly flower can rival her pure beauty. — Zhao Mengfu, "Ode to the Narcissus"