"Damn it! If the Divine Refining Technique is fake, what the hell am I supposed to do about my title as the Co-Equal King?!" Gu Qingfeng suddenly cursed out loud.
"Ahhh! I’ve prepared for so long to obtain this inheritance, staying up all night studying alchemy books, practicing refining techniques, and now all my efforts have gone to waste!
Qiu Yulong, you damn fraud, a fame-seeking scoundrel!"
Gu Qingfeng ranted for a while, still feeling furious. Who could understand the feeling of working so hard only to be deceived?
"Damn it, I came here for nothing. Aside from earning a bit of gold, I gained nothing. I hate this world! Everyone here is a liar! No one values honesty!
No, I need to open the inheritance and check. What if there’s still an Ageless Pill?
Maybe the Tai Sui from back then wasn’t fully used, and Qiu Yulong secretly refined two more?"
As he spoke, Gu Qingfeng unleashed an overwhelmingly powerful surge of soul force, almost brutally erasing the text on the stone monument in an instant.
Then, under Gu Qingfeng’s expectant gaze, a spatial fluctuation appeared on the monument, rippling like water.
Seeing the spatial fluctuation, Gu Qingfeng finally let out a sigh of relief. "At least the inheritance space is real. I hope there’s an Ageless Pill."
With a flash, Gu Qingfeng dove into the monument.
Inside was another vast, white space, and another figure glowing with white light. Except for the absence of the monument, it was almost identical to the outside.
"Who are you? How did you even enter the inheritance space?" the Guardian Spirit asked.
"Are you seriously asking such a pointless question? I’m asking you, where’s the Ageless Pill?" Gu Qingfeng roared.
Sensing Gu Qingfeng’s hostility, the Guardian Spirit immediately tried to flee again. But before it could move, it felt an unimaginably vast soul force locking onto it, as if the slightest movement would tear it apart.
The Guardian Spirit had no physical form, being a special type of spirit entity, and Gu Qingfeng’s formidable soul force was perfectly suited to deal with it.
Faced with this threat, the Guardian Spirit became compliant.
"Capturing me won’t help. There’s no Ageless Pill in the inheritance space."
"What?!" Gu Qingfeng exploded with rage, and his soul force intensified its pressure.
The Guardian Spirit’s form immediately creaked under the strain, as if it were about to collapse.
It panicked.
"Don’t kill me! There’s no Ageless Pill here, but there is the Divine Refining Technique."
"Damn it!" Gu Qingfeng’s anger flared even higher at the mention of the Divine Refining Technique.
"Qiu Yulong deceived me, and now you, a mere Guardian Spirit, dare to lie to me too? Do you think I don’t know the Divine Refining Technique is fake?
Die!"
"Don’t kill me!! The Divine Refining Technique is real! It’s here in the inheritance space! Look for yourself!" the Guardian Spirit screamed in panic. At that moment, a ripple passed through the space.
An ancient-looking scroll materialized out of thin air, floating quietly.
Gu Qingfeng paused, eyeing the scroll suspiciously before summoning it to his hand with a wave.
"If I find out you’re lying, I’ll make sure you suffer a fate worse than death!"
The Guardian Spirit, relieved, said, "I’m not lying. The Divine Refining Technique is absolutely real. My master used it to refine the Ageless Pill back then."
"Then why is the introductory part outside fake?"
"The introductory part outside is indeed fake, but the scroll is genuine."
"Huh? Is Qiu Yulong insane? If he had the real one, why set up a fake one?"
"It’s because..."
The Guardian Spirit seemed hesitant, pausing for a moment.
"Once you read the scroll, everything will become clear."
Gu Qingfeng’s curiosity was piqued, and his gaze shifted to the scroll.
The scroll looked ancient, currently rolled up, and its material was peculiar, almost like human skin. The wooden ends were engraved with several blood-red symbols, giving off an eerie vibe.
Seeing those blood-red symbols, Gu Qingfeng’s expression suddenly changed, his pupils contracting sharply.
"Holy crap! Why does this scroll look exactly like the scroll of the Heavenly Demon Blood Oath?"
The Guardian Spirit was taken aback. "You’ve seen another Heavenly Demon scroll?"
Gu Qingfeng had no time to respond. He immediately unrolled the scroll, and in an instant, everything became clear.
This scroll was indeed a Heavenly Demon scroll, but it didn’t belong to the Oath Demon. Instead, it belonged to another demon.
The Longevity Demon!
Gu Qingfeng’s eyes raced across the text, reading frantically. The more he read, the more shocked and ecstatic he became.
His smile grew wider and wider.
"Ahahaha... Truly, when you hit rock bottom, a new path opens! Heaven is on my side! Heaven is on my side! I love this world!"
Gu Qingfeng began to laugh maniacally as he looked at the scroll.
The Guardian Spirit beside him trembled in fear, feeling as though the human’s laughter was terrifying, almost predatory.
*Snap!*
Gu Qingfeng closed the scroll, his face filled with wild joy. He finally understood what the so-called Divine Refining Technique was!
The Divine Refining Technique was real, but it wasn’t an alchemy technique at all. Instead, it was a method of offering sacrifices to the Longevity Demon in exchange for lifespan!
No wonder Qiu Yulong left a fake Divine Refining Technique on the monument—he didn’t dare leave the real one!
Leaving the real one would have ruined his reputation instantly.
That old fox, in his quest to be known as the world’s greatest alchemist, must have stumbled upon the Longevity Demon’s scroll and then lied, claiming he had created the Divine Refining Technique to achieve his fame.
This is fantastic! This thing is way better than some so-called Divine Refining Technique!
An unexpected windfall, absolutely unexpected!
If anyone else had obtained this "Divine Refining Technique," they would have been bitterly disappointed. But for Gu Qingfeng, it was a source of unparalleled excitement.
Gu Qingfeng had already figured out how to use this Heavenly Demon scroll. It detailed a sacrificial ritual: by offering lifespan to the Longevity Demon, one could receive unclaimed lifespan in return.
You could offer your own lifespan or someone else’s.
The exchange rate depended on one’s cultivation level—the stronger the cultivation, the higher the quality of life.
For example, using an ordinary person’s lifespan, it would take about ten thousand years to exchange for one year. But using a grandmaster’s lifespan, ten years could be exchanged for one year.
The reason Gu Qingfeng was so ecstatic was that he could offer his own lifespan in exchange for unclaimed lifespan, and then, when the Longevity Demon attempted to claim his lifespan... ahahaha...
The thought was too beautiful to imagine.
Most importantly, the Longevity Demon was clearly more powerful than the Oath Demon.
Because its scroll wasn’t a one-time use item—it was a permanent artifact!
This meant he could exploit it indefinitely!
"Ahahaha..."
Gu Qingfeng laughed maniacally for a full minute before finally calming down.
But after his laughter subsided, several new questions arose in his mind.
If this method existed, how did Qiu Yulong die?
He went to such lengths to fabricate his reputation, so why did he leave behind an inheritance? Wasn’t he afraid that future generations would obtain the scroll and ruin his legacy?
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