The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1201: Spring of Eternal Youth

Out of curiosity, Ling Feng did not deliberately eavesdrop, yet he still overheard fragments of the conversation between the old woman and Yangshu Zi.

"Senior Brother, it has been many years!"

When the old woman saw Yangshu Zi return, she turned to face him with a faint smile and gave a small nod.

Yangshu Zi looked deeply at her and said in a low voice, "I knew it. Only a disciple of the Jiugong Sect could so easily break the Nine-Palace Mystic-Gate Array. But the Jiugong Sect has long ceased to exist, and you..."

He sighed softly before continuing. "I will still call you Madam Zhuqu, as I used to."

The look in her eyes instantly darkened. Looking at the man before her, she had not expected that when they met again, they would feel like strangers!

"Senior Brother Yangshu Zi, I sent you a letter some time ago. I wonder if you have considered the matter I mentioned?"

"There is nothing I can do."

Yangshu Zi shook his head. His expression was calm and distant. "Ten years ago, I swore never to take a single step beyond the borders of Tianhuang City for the rest of my life."

"But Senior Brother!"

Madam Zhuqu clenched her fists and said through gritted teeth, "I know you've been avoiding me, but please, consider it a plea from your junior sister. Help me, I beg you!"

Yangshu Zi let out another sigh, still unmoved. "Madam Zhuqu, if you still acknowledge me as your senior brother, then listen to my advice. Let go of that false hope. Perhaps under certain circumstances, death can be reversed, but a person who has been dead for twenty years cannot be revived!"

"Ten years ago, you and I nearly died in that abyss. The sect was annihilated, dozens of our senior brothers and sisters perished, and the Jiugong Sect was erased from the world. Do you really want to repeat the same mistake?" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"No, it can be done! He can be awakened again! Senior Brother, please help me. I have already found almost all of our old companions. I don't want any of the treasures in that place. I only want the Spring of Eternal Youth to bring my husband back!"

Madam Zhuqu's eyes were red, and tears streamed down her face as she spoke.

"The Spring of Eternal Youth is nothing more than a legend. Its existence is unknown. Even if it does, using its waters to refine the Life and Death Profound Nether Pill is something I cannot be confident of succeeding in."

"No, Senior Brother, you can help me. I know you can as long as you are willing!"

Madam Zhuqu grabbed the sleeve of Yangshu Zi's robe, her eyes filled with desperate pleading.

Yangshu Zi shook his head again. His tone grew heavier. "Madam Zhuqu, I will never set foot in that abyss again. The world is vast. There are many alchemists more skilled than I. You need not waste more words."

"Are you truly so heartless?"

Madam Zhuqu's voice trembled. She glared at him, but Yangshu Zi flicked his sleeve and turned away, refusing to look at her.

"Very well."

She took a deep breath. "Yangshu Zi, from this day forward, the bond between us as fellow disciples is severed. Since it has come to this, return to me the Nine Nether Profound Sword that my father once entrusted to you."

Yangshu Zi sighed softly. "Junior Sister, you must not go to that place again. Escaping alive last time was pure luck. Over these years, you have become obsessed over that dead man."

"I have nothing more to say, Yangshu Zi. Return my sword!"

"Take it!"

Yangshu Zi tossed her a jet-black sword. "Madam Zhuqu, though this sword once helped us escape, there is no guarantee it will save anyone again. I will say this one last time. Do not be blinded by false hope!"

"Yangshu Zi, admit it. You simply refuse to save my husband!"

Her expression turned cold. She secured the black sword and no longer spared him a glance.

"Since you no longer value our past as fellow disciples, there is nothing left between us. Farewell."

Madam Zhuqu gave a fist-and-palm salute, then turned to leave. However, as her gaze fell upon Ling Feng standing by the herb fields, her eyes lit up slightly. She approached with a pleasant smile.

"Young man, you must be the alchemist who refined a pill earlier today and caused the heavenly phenomenon."

Madam Zhuqu walked up to him, smiling warmly. "I did not witness it myself, but I sensed the disturbance. For one so young to possess such mastery of alchemy is truly remarkable."

Ling Feng rubbed his nose. "You flatter me, Senior. May I ask what brings you here?"

A spark of intelligence flashed in Madam Zhuqu's eyes. "In a few days, I will venture into a secret realm with several Human Emperor-level companions. It was once the place where a ninth-tier alchemist passed away. There must be great fortune preserved there. However, I still lack a high-tier alchemist in my group. Would you be interested?"

Ling Feng's brows rose slightly. He had already heard most of her earlier conversation with Yangshu Zi. An entire sect had been destroyed in that place. Clearly, it was a land of death.

Yet fortune and peril often went hand in hand. A dangerous place could also be a place of opportunity.

A ninth-tier alchemist was no trivial figure, and the mention of the Spring of Eternal Youth had also caught Ling Feng's attention.

Legend has it that a single drop of that spring water could extend one's lifespan by a hundred years, restore flesh to bone, and even preserve eternal youth.

The Life and Death Profound Nether Pill, according to myth, could resurrect someone who had been dead for decades. Whether such a pill truly existed was another matter entirely.

The risk intrigued Ling Feng, though he could sense that Madam Zhuqu was not a woman to be trusted easily.

As he pondered, Madam Zhuqu smiled faintly. "There is no need to decide right away. Three days from now, I will visit again. If you are willing, we can discuss it then. You need not worry about safety. I swear on my life that until the moment I fall, I will protect you within that secret realm!"

After speaking, she turned and departed without hesitation.

Ling Feng watched Madam Zhuqu leave, a trace of thoughtfulness in his eyes.

Yangshu Zi stood silent for a long time before finally saying, "Young friend, take an old man's advice. Do not set foot in that place. There are indeed great opportunities there, but no opportunity is worth more than your life. My junior sister has spent over twenty years chasing that Spring of Eternal Youth for the sake of a corpse. She has lost herself to obsession. I urge you not to agree to any of her requests."

Ling Feng nodded lightly. "Thank you for the warning, Senior. I will consider your words carefully after returning."