Eternal Life: Talent Grows with Age-Chapter 197 - 141: The Letter Arrives!

Zhu Qing said nothing more. She was capable of becoming the Empress of Great Yuan not because she acted on impulse. The fact she had already tried persuading the old man twice was the utmost she could do.

Ultimately, she was still far beneath him in ability. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The old man noticed her slight disappointment and consoled her: "What is it, do you have some old connection with this person?"

"Not really. It’s just my Spiritual Sense acting up."

Zhu Qing replied quickly.

The old man said, "Spiritual Sense isn’t always accurate, you should treat it only as a reference."

Zhu Qing nodded. She knew the old man’s patience was nearly spent, so closed her mouth, feeling a bit of pity for Lu Chang’sheng’s future and now not in the mood for their approaching meeting.

The royal family does not act out of sentiment, only out of interest. If Lu Chang’sheng can’t give her support, then there’s no need to waste much more effort on him.

"The fusion of the Mayfly World and the Spirit Realm will take some time. Judging by the situation now, it will take at least another twenty or thirty years."

The old man spoke.

He was Zhu Er, an elder of the Zhu Family in the Spirit Realm, originally stationed in the nearby Ju Yu City. By chance, he sensed the fluctuations of a spirit talisman left by a family member and tracked it all the way here, unexpectedly discovering the land of Great Yuan.

For those evil cultivators, the Mayfly World was irresistible, but for him, a family cultivator almost at mid Qi Cultivation stage, it was nothing special.

The world’s rank was too low—nothing much in the way of good spiritual objects would arise. At most, some oddities or Immortal Roots might tempt him.

So, he planned to host an Ascension Gathering in the Great Yuan dynasty to harvest all the Immortal Roots in one sweep, to add to the Zhu Family’s foundation.

But, to his surprise, he then noticed the traces of evil cultivators. Ever cautious, he started investigating in secret.

At the same time, Zhao Xing and the other evil cultivators, by certain arcane means, detected his presence as well. With both sides tacitly aware, they began preparing to take each other out.

Then, a fierce battle erupted in Jinghua Prefecture.

Zhu Er was, after all, a family cultivator—with higher cultivation and abundant battle experience, he smashed through the evil cultivators’ resistance, though he himself was gravely wounded. He secluded himself to heal while trying to use a spirit talisman to reach his kin, hoping to join forces to wipe out the evil cultivators.

Sadly, the summon talisman left here had long lost its magical power, and was now so weak it couldn’t even express his intentions clearly.

Zhu Er had to suppress the urge to search for his kin, and after healing, made straight for Black Mountain Prefecture to meet with Zhu Qing and the others.

He had come for the siege of the evil cultivators, but, after seeing Zhu Qing, discovered she had a Spirit Root. Using the Spiritual Eye Technique, he was overjoyed.

A D-grade middle or high Spirit Root is already a pillar in the family. C-grade Spirit Roots are the very top talent.

In the massive Zhu Family, there were fewer than ten with C-grade Spirit Roots, each a precious treasure to the clan.

Sending a cultivator with a C-grade Spirit Root back to the family was a contribution that could greatly advance his standing, even perhaps earn him mid Qi Cultivation stage.

That was why he was so patient with Zhu Qing.

"Thirty years?"

Zhu Qing was stunned.

By then, Lu Chang’sheng and the others would likely be entering old age.

But I, I will persist as long as the heavens allow.

At that thought, the last trace of inner conflict vanished entirely.

Seeing her expression, Zhu Er smiled and nodded.

With a genius like this, he of course had to cherish her. Any unnecessary attachments should be trimmed away, lest they cause trouble in the future.

At this moment, a black shadow shot over and landed on Zhu Er’s shoulder.

Zhu Qing was unfazed. The shadow was a mouse-like creature, its nose pointed and two long whiskers trailing from its snout. She’d seen it a few times before.

According to Zhu Er, it was called a Dragon Beard Rat, a kind of exotic beast possessed of rare tracking powers—bred by the Good Beast Sect, rivals of the Supreme Profound Sect.

The Good Beast Sect specialized in breeding exotic beasts; many cultivators liked to have one as their companion.

Zhu Er was no exception.

He stroked the Dragon Beard Rat’s dense fur, a cold glint flashing across his face.

"The evil cultivators—they’re found."

With that, he strode forward and transformed into a stream of light.

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"An Immortal?"

Seated in the Guest House, Lu Chang’sheng suddenly gazed toward the distance, seeing that faint stream of light vanish, an unreadable look in his eyes.

Innate Martial Artists used True Qi to lift themselves and fly through the air—a feat Immortals had evolved into even more profound techniques, yet at its core, it was the same principle.

Thus, as an Immortal himself, he could perceive the traces of magical power flowing through the air.

Like fire in the dead of night—it blazed distinctly.

"That one should be the Immortal behind Zhu Qing. If even this figure can’t hide the glow of magical power, others will find it even harder. So, for the most part, Immortals don’t travel this way unless it’s urgent."

Unless the situation is truly dire.

"In the realm of Great Yuan, only those evil cultivators could leave an Immortal truly nervous."

Lu Chang’sheng mused to himself.

Once the official brought brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone, Lu Chang’sheng personally wrote a letter, then sent it to the magistrate’s office for approval.

Fortunately, his reputation as an Earth Immortal carried weight—there was no deliberate obstruction. After hardly more than fifteen minutes, the audience document was granted.

Another man would have had to wait at least ten days or half a month for such a result.

"Scholar Lu, please!"

This time, the man welcoming him wasn’t the same official as before, but Prefecture Lord Shi Cong himself.