"If the Daoist wants to find fellow practitioners, you can visit them, perhaps you might see them."

"Indeed." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Do you know where the Langya Wang Clan is located?"

"The Wang Family has several branches, and I don’t know much about them. Daoist, you can directly go to Qing Province to ask that person." Old Cui thought for a moment, rummaged around the room, and found a sachet:

"That person is named Wang Qi. Maybe it’s because he committed too many sins, he doesn’t have a son, and his two daughters were taken by his enemies and are missing."

"After being ruined, the Wang guy deeply regretted his actions and tried every possible way to find his daughters, giving tokens to many people back then."

"Because I also know some magic, I received this sachet."

He handed it to Fang Zheng and said:

"This item belongs to his daughter. According to him, if anyone helps him find his daughters, they can get a talisman inheritance from him."

"Of course."

"Daoist must not care about inheritance, but you can use it as a token to visit him. That guy is now barely alive; with the token, he might be willing to speak."

Fang Zheng took the sachet, which resembled a funny toy from a TV show he watched as a kid; the material was quite solid.

Two decades had passed, and it was still undamaged.

"Alright."

Nodding, he clasped his hands together:

"Thank you, Old Cui."

"Hmm..."

After thinking it over, he added:

"I should stay in Hai Province for a few more days. If Old Cui has any questions, you can come over. This poor Daoist is always ready."

"Really?" Old Cui was overjoyed:

"That’s wonderful!"

......

Watching Fang Zheng enter the hotel until his figure completely disappeared, Old Cui reluctantly retracted his gaze and sighed softly.

"Master."

Su Jinyin, filled with curiosity:

"What just happened?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

He only saw Fang Zheng tap Old Cui on the forehead, and then his master’s attitude completely changed, becoming spirited.

"That feeling..."

Old Cui looked up, his eyes bewildered:

"It’s hard to describe with words."

"But you, kid, are incredibly lucky. What I sought for a lifetime I only luckily encountered at the brink of death, yet you can directly inherit it."

"Heh heh..." Su Jin scratched his head:

"Master, you’re as vigorous as ever, surely you’ll live to a ripe old age, with many days ahead."

Old Cui shook his head.

He was well aware of his own body.

Although, according to Fang Zheng, he was naturally gifted, using the Qi Observation Technique wasn’t without costs, only varying in magnitude.

In his youth, with abundant Qi and Blood and strong recovery, he could barely manage, but approaching middle age, he began to feel the strain clearly.

Now,

he felt even more depleted of Qi and Blood, with little time left.

"What a pity!"

He sighed softly:

"If only I had received the True Skill earlier, perhaps I could have lived another ten or twenty years. It’s all fate, but I am content."

Having already despaired, yet receiving the True Skill at the end of his life, what was there not to be satisfied with?

"Let’s go back!"

Waving his hand, Old Cui slowly closed his eyes:

"I need to properly organize the things Daoist Fang left for us."

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*

Hotel room.

Fang Zheng sat cross-legged, slowly unrolling the scroll in his hand. His movements were very slow and careful, fearing he might damage the runes on it.

His expression was very grave.

"Celestial Spirit Technique!"

"It’s actually another type of Ancient Divine Text, and it records a cultivation technique!"

His fingers gently stroked the text, and True Qi wove the Ancient Divine Text in mid-air, floating and shifting.

Upon examining, besides documenting a cultivation technique called the Celestial Spirit Technique, the scroll also mentioned another Ancient Divine Spirit.

Even the text differed.

"Heaven-Swallowing God?"

Fang Zheng’s eyes flickered with interest:

"With a wolf’s head, snake’s body, eagle’s wings, tiger’s claws, scorpion’s tail... this Heaven-Swallowing God really resembles the Desolate Gods Master Jiuyuan encountered."

Ancient Divine Spirits are roughly divided into three types.

One type is humanoid spirits.

Like Yama,

though he might have three heads and six arms, eyes on his forehead, and walk on flames, overall, he evolves from human features.

The second type, however, is composite beings.

Like dragons,

like this Heaven-Swallowing God,

assembled from various creatures’ parts into a divine form, ending up looking bizarre and monstrous.

The third type, also the rarest, has no fixed form, existing as ethereal entities like wind and clouds.

The three kinds of spirits not only differ in appearance, but also in the ancient ancestors they protected.

Those protected by humanoid spirits, the human race, were mostly civilized, understanding agriculture and metallurgy even in ancient times. In contrast, the ones protected by the other type, deemed Desolate Gods, perhaps due to their otherness, generally remained primitive, living on raw meat and blood.

Of course,

Nowadays, except for the spirits listed in the Pantheon issued by the Imperial Court, all others are Evil Gods, to be exterminated upon encounter.

"Strange!"

Fang Zheng rubbed his chin, looking puzzled:

"Could it be that the one who came to this world from the Otherworld isn’t just one person or one Ancient Divine Spirit, but several?"

Puzzling over this mystery, he decided not to dwell on it further.

Instead, it was the Celestial Spirit Technique recorded on the scroll that deeply intrigued him.

Because his understanding of Ancient Divine Text was incomplete, with possible errors, he couldn’t cultivate it yet, only have a rough understanding.

This technique treats the human body as a magical artifact, focusing on enhancing the internal organs. Upon mastering it, the body becomes indestructible. The key is...

it can prolong life!

"The Celestial Spirit Technique can make a person’s essence and blood formidable, with amazing recovery and defensive capabilities, a top-tier physical shield. And since the essence is abundant and not lost, forming an internal cycle, constantly replenishing without depleting, theoretically, one could even achieve immortality."