I forge eternal life with the Dao seed

Vol. 1 Ch. 23

Inside the thatched hut on Qingxia Peak, ever since Yun Qingxue promised to refine the Bone Tempering Pill for Zhao Heng, he had been busy investigating the required materials.

He discovered that many of the materials were extremely valuable and scarce, including one of the key ingredients: the heart of a Tier-2 Mystic Beast.

In the end, Zhao Heng decided to personally venture into the mountains to gather the necessary herbs. As for the Tier-2 Mystic Beast heart, if all else failed, he would have to purchase one at a high price.

With his plan set, Zhao Heng didn’t rush into action. Instead, he remained in the hut and entered closed-door cultivation for several days.

Dusk arrived, and after the rain cleared, the air became sweet and refreshing.

The fragrance of spiritual herbs lingered around the hut, and dense mystic energy swirled in the surrounding area.

Sitting cross-legged on his wooden bed, Zhao Heng completed the final cycle of the Green Pine Technique. He felt his blood and energy surging, his vital force brimming—his state had reached its absolute peak.

At that moment, Zhao Heng took out a "Body Refinement Pill" that he had treasured for a long time.

With plans to leave the sect and venture into the wilderness, Zhao Heng decided to break through to the ninth level of the Body Refinement Realm to better prepare for any potential dangers.

As the pill dissolved in his stomach, a familiar heat spread throughout his body.

The pill’s pure mystic energy merged with his blood, stirring it into a raging torrent—surging, gathering, and finally bursting forth!

As the energy reached its peak, Zhao Heng activated the perfected Green Pine Technique, guiding the turbulent blood to circulate through his body, nourishing his muscles, bones, skin, and internal organs.

At the same time, the concentrated mystic energy around the hut seemed to respond to his call, rushing toward him and flowing into his body through his acupoints.

In that moment, Zhao Heng’s aura surged steadily and methodically.

The next morning—

In a small courtyard halfway up the Servants’ Peak, Liu Hong opened the door to his room. His swollen, dark eye bags made it clear that he hadn’t been sleeping well.

"It’s been over a month, and that brat still hasn’t left the sect. What should I do?" Liu Hong muttered to himself.

He was, of course, referring to Zhao Heng.

Ever since the servant assessment, where his men were completely wiped out and Zhao Heng became Yun Qingxue’s personal attendant, Liu Hong had felt as though he had released a tiger back into the wild. These past days, he hadn’t had a single good night’s rest.

He had secretly assigned people to monitor Zhao Heng’s movements at the foot of Qingxia Peak.

But over the past month, Zhao Heng had shown no intention of leaving the sect, apart from making one trip to the Scripture Pavilion.

Recently, Liu Hong discovered that Zhao Heng had been inquiring about certain medicinal materials.

This made Liu Hong even more uneasy—he suspected that Zhao Heng was preparing to break through to the Bone Refining Realm.

This realization filled him with dread. He was even prepared to use his personal connections within the sect to eliminate Zhao Heng, regardless of the risks.

To Liu Hong, it was better to take the risk than to allow his enemy to continue growing stronger and eventually turn the tables on him.

Just as Liu Hong was once again caught in indecision—

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Someone knocked urgently on the courtyard door.

One of his subordinates rushed in, whispering a few words into Liu Hong’s ear.

Liu Hong, who had been tense and sullen moments earlier, suddenly lit up with energy.

"That brat has finally left the sect!"

"This time, I’ll handle it myself. I won’t let him return alive."

An hour later—

Under Liu Hong’s command, the group charged up the mountain trail.

But after advancing only a few hundred meters—

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Dozens of arrows tore through the forest, piercing through branches and leaves as they rained down on Liu Hong’s group.

"Watch out!" Liu Hong roared, quickly dodging alongside his subordinates.

Despite their swift reactions, one of their men was struck in the chest by an arrow, sustaining serious injuries.

Liu Hong’s first thought was that this was Zhao Heng’s doing.

But upon second thought, it didn’t make sense—Zhao Heng had only just entered the mountain. How could he have prepared such an ambush?

Drawing his blade, Liu Hong pointed it toward the shadows of the forest.

"Who dares ambush us? Do you know we’re disciples of the Yuhua Sect?"

In response, a burst of raucous laughter echoed from the forest.

"Heh heh... Of course, we know you’re from the Yuhua Sect. That’s the whole reason we attacked!"

Moments later, more than a dozen fierce and oddly dressed men and women emerged from the shadows, their eyes filled with malice as they glared at Liu Hong’s group.

Liu Hong’s eyes narrowed. With a glance, he determined that these people were not righteous cultivators.

"So, you’re demonic cultivators. Do you think you can challenge the Yuhua Sect and live to tell the tale?"

The leader, a burly man in black, sneered. "The Yuhua Sect? Your sect crippled one of our disciples and slandered our Hehua Sect. Do you think we wouldn’t retaliate?"

Liu Hong’s heart sank. He was torn between confusion and urgency.

He couldn’t afford to waste time dealing with these demonic cultivators while Zhao Heng got further away.

"What do you want? Say your piece and let us through!"

The burly man snorted. "We’ll let you through... after you help us find someone."

"Who?"

"A servant from the Yuhua Sect, from Servants’ Peak—Liu Hong."

Liu Hong froze in shock. "What...? Why are you looking for me?"

The burly man’s eyes widened with fury, his gaze like a blade.

"You’re Liu Hong? Ha ha ha... What luck! We’ve been searching for you everywhere, and here you are!"

"Brothers, cut this bastard into pieces!"

"What?!..."

Liu Hong was stunned. He didn’t understand why they would immediately attack him upon hearing his name.

But as the demonic cultivators charged with murderous intent, Liu Hong had no choice but to grit his teeth and lead his men into battle.

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