I am the Emperor's life Tonic.

"I am a disciple of the first two generations of the Blue Sky Sword Sea. Due to being a member of the Longevity Clan, my cultivation progress was too slow, so I simply stayed by the Sword Forest."

Big Yellow Dog crossed his arms and explained to Chen Xia, then stuck out his tongue and asked, "Do you still have those flower petals, bro?"

Chen Xia furrowed his brow, glanced around, and curiously asked, "What abilities do you possess as a member of the Longevity Clan?"

"Longevity," Big Yellow Dog straightforwardly replied, eyeing the wooden box in Chen Xia's hands with great desire.

Chen Xia blinked and asked, "If that's the case, are you still considered my senior brother?"

Big Yellow Dog quickly waved his hand and said, "I dare not claim such a title. You are my senior brother."

He appeared quite polite.

Chen Xia frowned and pretended to be curious as he asked, "You've been here for so long, do you know any interesting things about the Blue Sky Sword Sea? If you can tell me one thing, I'll give you another flower petal."

He wanted to learn some information about the Blue Sky Sword Sea and the inner workings of the Old Fisherman.

The Old Fisherman had deceived him before, that was information he already knew.

And it was definitely not a well-intentioned lie. During the salvage operation, the Old Fisherman even said he wouldn't care about his Dao Heart, but now he seemed so concerned about it.

Cold on the outside, warm on the inside—a tough exterior but a kind heart.

If that were the case, he wouldn't have deceived Chen Xia earlier.

And he only became so excited when he heard there was a problem with Chen Xia's Dao Heart.

Chen Xia had been immersed in the Sword Sea for a hundred years, almost becoming waterlogged, and the Old Fisherman still hadn't shown up early.

He claimed to be forging swords.

But the only octopus in Chen Xia's eyes that forged swords had already ended up in the belly of a fish.

Big Yellow Dog rubbed his chin, tilted his head, and pondered for a long time before saying, "I've lived through two generations, but I haven't moved much. The only information I know is that the Sword Forest has a Blue Sky Sword Guard guarding the Sword Bone, and there is an Ancient Book Soul in the Heavenly Pavilion, controlling the Timeless Emperor Laws."

It tilted its head and continued to ponder, "The Blue Sky Sword Sea used to have two great emperors—one in the Blue Sky and one in the Sword Sea. They were unparalleled in the previous era."

"One of the emperors was also a human like you, but he hasn't appeared for half a century. Perhaps his lifespan is nearing its end, and he has already transcended, I suppose."

Big Yellow Dog grinned and said, "Blue Sky Sword Sea is indeed a fitting name. The Blue Sky Sword Guard, Ancient Book Soul, all quite appropriate."

"I don't know much else, after all, I haven't been out much. I just stayed here as a gatekeeper of the Sword Forest."

Chen Xia's mind raced, and he instantly realized something. He felt that the clues had been hinted at from the very beginning.

Old Fisherman, Old Fisherman.

Fishing for fish.

Who is the fish?

He is the fish being fished!

A small fish that hasn't grown up yet naturally can't be slaughtered.

He should be a crucial part of the Old Fisherman's plan, but what exactly is the plan?

Body possession.

In that case, it should be possible to possess him now. There's no need to wait for him to grow up, which would only increase the difficulty.

Seeing that Chen Xia didn't react, Big Yellow Dog thought his information hadn't impressed him, so it continued, "There are very few human disciples like you who come to the Blue Sky Sword Sect. In my two generations, I have only seen a few. But their talent is exceptional, and you shouldn't be inferior either, haha."

This was a flattering remark.

Chen Xia countered with a question, "What about those talented human beings? Have any of them reached the pinnacle?"

Big Yellow Dog paused for a moment, pondered carefully, and shook his head slightly. "I don't know about that, but no matter how far they ascend, they cannot compare to the human emperor of the Blue Sky Sword Sea in the past."

Upon mentioning this, Big Yellow Dog muttered the words often spoken by the elders and the Fishing Old Man.

"After all, there are many heirs to the emperor, but true emperors are rare."

Chen Xia's mind raced as he seemed to have deduced what the Fishing Old Man was up to. So, he asked the final question.

"You mentioned earlier that two emperors emerged in the Blue Sky Sword Sea during two great eras, and half a century ago, there was no news about the emperor. Does that mean these two emperors lived for one and a half great eras?"

Big Yellow Dog calmly replied, "Yes, that's right. It's not a big deal, considering that emperors have numerous means to extend their lifespan, including the existence of emperors who can reverse life three times."

"Phew." Chen Xia exhaled a breath of air. He could now connect these clues.

Two great eras ago, the Blue Sky Sword Sea produced two emperors, one of whom was a human.

And then, when the great era ended, the emperor of the Blue Sky Sword Sea lacked lifespan and needed life-extending medicine.

The human geniuses who successively entered the Blue Sky Sword Sea were likely the life-extending medicine.

The upcoming great era would soon commence, and the Blue Sky Sword Sea would also face the struggle of the great era.

In this struggle, what the Blue Sky Sword Sea needed was not emperor successors, but true emperors!

After all, there were many heirs to the emperor, but true emperors were scarce.

The Fishing Old Man was searching for human geniuses in the mortal realm, as most of the human geniuses among the myriad realms had various influences. Using them as life-extending medicine would offend other existences.

Chen Xia was a lone individual with exceptional talent, making him the most suitable candidate.

Perhaps when Chen Xia opened the Thunder Tribulation of a Hundred Thousand Years, he had already caught the attention of the Fishing Old Man.

As for why he could obtain so much useful information, Chen Xia believed it was due to his luck.

After all, his luck had already reached a certain level, and the will of heaven and earth silently watched over him.

Receiving this information was almost inevitable.

Big Yellow Dog greedily eyed Chen Xia's wooden box, licking his lips, preparing to ask for it again.

"Well, my disciple, I heard you've been playing with the dog. Being too kind-hearted is not a good thing either."

A slightly cold voice sounded, and the Fishing Old Man was already standing between the two.

Big Yellow Dog's body trembled, bowing his head and not getting up, instead prostrating on all fours.

"I hope you haven't been speaking ill of me, haha." The Fishing Old Man's words carried a teasing tone.

Big Yellow Dog hurriedly shook his head, "You are the great benefactor of our Blue Sky Sword Sea. Who doesn't know your contributions? How could I dare to mock you?"

"It's nothing worth mentioning." The Fishing Old Man shook his head, crossed his hands behind his back, and humbly said, "Barely scraping by."

"Eh." Big Yellow Dog shook his head in disagreement. "Who doesn't know that you are the guide for human geniuses? The human geniuses you have taught are incredibly powerful, pushing across myriad realms!"

The Fishing Old Man's expression remained calm as he looked at Big Yellow Dog, glancing at him several times before turning his head to Chen Xia and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Those talented individuals from the human clan are your senior martial brothers. They have already become prominent figures, dominating their respective territories. Once you achieve the quasi-saint realm, you can seek them out for a chat."

"Oh..." The old fisherman seemed to recall something and smiled kindly.

One of them, just like you, had also experienced a shattered Dao heart. However, they still achieved great enlightenment and reached the grand Dao. So, there's no need for you to feel disheartened."

Chen Xia's eyes lit up, and a trace of disguised hope crept into his tone as he asked, "Can I go out now and meet this senior martial brother?"

This was his last chance to bid farewell to the old fisherman on good terms.

As long as the old fisherman agreed, he would leave the Blue Sky Sword Sea and never return, thus avoiding shortening the old fisherman's lifespan.

The old fisherman paused, the wrinkles on his aged face tightened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he shook his head.

"Your senior martial brother is too busy, and your cultivation is still too weak. When you reach the quasi-saint realm, you will naturally be able to have a good chat with this senior martial brother. Who knows, you might even engage in a profound discussion. Haha."

Chen Xia also laughed.

Profound discussion.

Let's talk about what kind of elixir for extending life suits your taste.