Chapter 82: Chapter 82: Supreme Martial Arts – Life-taking Sword Formulas!

His foundation was damaged, and his life span was limited, yet this Gu Yuan kept saying things like being young and having plenty of time. Was this kid doing it on purpose?

As for the Dragon Gate Realm, damn, you really dare to dream… Even I don’t dare to wish for such a realm!

However, Old Chen didn’t know that Gu Yuan possessed the Spirit Pet System, an extraordinary artifact that bestowed him with the talents of various spirit pets, bringing him many conveniences, and allowing him to undergo transformation again and again.

As long as he followed the steps steadily, one day, there might truly be a chance for immortality.

As for the Dragon Gate Realm, it is a deep realm for cultivators.

As the saying goes, a high-rise building rises from the ground.

To put it simply, although Martial Masters and Innate Martial Masters practice Martial Arts, they are also cultivators, and they are in the two foundational phases.

After the Innate Martial Master, there are the Celestial Human Realm, the Entering Saint Realm, the Yin Spirit Realm, and the Dragon Gate Realm divisions.

The meaning of the Dragon Gate Realm is derived from a carp leaping over the dragon gate; once over the dragon gate, the carp transforms into a dragon, entering immortality from mortality!

Beyond the Dragon Gate Realm is the position of the Primordial Spirit True Immortal, and it is said that once one cultivates the Primordial Spirit, one can possess an endless life span, living eternally!

This is the extraordinary cultivation system of this world.

Perhaps there are other realms beyond the Primordial Spirit, but they are not known to Gu Yuan.

Old Chen, with a darkened face, said, “Alright, enough nonsense. Gu Kid, I have something I need you to do.”

“Old Chen, feel free to instruct me. As long as it’s within my capability, I’ll do my best.”

Gu Yuan clasped his hands in respect, his attitude very good, but his words left room for maneuvering.

For this cunning kid, Old Chen didn’t want to say much more, simply saying:

“Our Jade Cauldron Tower received a task yesterday. Recently, some people have mysteriously disappeared, and although they were found later, the bodies had turned into dried corpses. I’m not in a position to take action right now, so why don’t you go investigate?”

Missing, turned into dried corpses… Gu Yuan frowned: “Are you suspecting it’s the work of some malevolent ghost? And related to the sinister old legend?”

“Correct.”

Old Chen nodded, then said meaningfully: “According to the information I got, it should have something to do with the Qian Mansion. You can start the investigation from there.”

As he knew, Gu Yuan had some grudges with the Qian Mansion.

It’s just unknown whether the major case that occurred at the Qian Mansion some time ago had anything to do with Gu Yuan…

“This old fox really is keen, he actually sensed something.”

Facing Old Chen’s somewhat probing gaze, Gu Yuan’s expression remained unchanged, though he was inwardly doubtful.

On the surface, he straightforwardly nodded in agreement: “Alright, leave it to me.”

After bidding farewell to Old Chen, Gu Yuan went to the room of Steward Yang Han located on the other side of the corridor.

Knock, knock, knock!

“Come in…”

Receiving permission after knocking, Gu Yuan pushed the door open and entered the room, where he saw Yang Han sitting in a chair, pen in hand, correcting something.

It’s just that this typically somewhat well-rounded steward looked much thinner now, appearing quite haggard.

Gu Yuan knew well the reason for Yang Han’s change.

Nothing more than the tragic death of his nephew on the street, killed in front of the Jade Cauldron Tower.

However, Gu Yuan felt no guilt at all.

A person like Yang Jianfei can only be said to deserve his fate, and killing him was doing a good deed.

“Is that you, Gu Yuan.”

Yang Han looked up, glanced at Gu Yuan: “What brings you here?”

His tone was indifferent, clearly not in the mood to say much.

“Sir, I’ve come to receive a mission.”

Gu Yuan explained about the mission he was going to take.

“Alright.”

Hearing this, Yang Han was somewhat surprised. This mission was quite dangerous; the medicine gatherers from the tower also went to investigate yesterday, but this morning their bodies were found in a ditch beside the road.

To him, Gu Yuan accepting this mission was simply courting death.

However, he had neither kinship nor friendship with Gu Yuan.

Moreover, before his death, his nephew Yang Jianfei showed great hostility towards Gu Yuan. Since Gu Yuan was courting death, he didn’t bother to say anything to stop him.

After accepting the mission, Gu Yuan left the Jade Cauldron Tower without hesitation.

For this mission, he planned to deploy two of his four small subordinates, Big Mouth and Ah Huang, to monitor the Qian Mansion.

…

On the street, he bought two pounds of braised beef wrapped in oiled paper.

Carrying the package by a hemp rope, with the wrapped paper swaying, he was about to head home but saw members of the Cyan Bamboo Gang blocking passersby like mad dogs in the street, harshly questioning them.

Many passersby were both terrified and angry, but could only honestly answer the questions under duress from the vicious gang members.

Gu Yuan was also stopped, but when they noticed the identity iron token at his waist, the two Cyan Bamboo Gang members became much more polite, asking him where he came from and where he was going.

Though surprised, Gu Yuan didn’t intentionally cause trouble, answering casually with a few remarks before the two let him pass and he left.

Upon returning home, he warmed a pot of wine, opened the oiled paper package, ready to dig in, when Ah Huang appeared out of nowhere, climbed onto the table, and started squeaking at Gu Yuan.

“What? You want some beef?”

Gu Yuan tore off a piece of beef to give to Ah Huang, but it pawed it away with its little claws and continued squeaking.

After listening to a few more squeaks, Gu Yuan’s expression changed gradually: “What, you say you just stole some treasure?”

“And that treasure was stolen from a frightening old man?”

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan couldn’t sit still.

He immediately rose, following Ah Huang into the inner room, where he found something flickering with spiritual light in the corner of the mouse hole Ah Huang had dug out.

Gu Yuan reached in, and pulled out a small iron sword the size of a finger.

The iron sword was delicate and black, quite miniature, about three inches long, like a piece of wrought iron.

But in Gu Yuan’s eyes, it was emitting a brilliant spiritual light, comparable to the ginseng he had dug up.

Sensing something unusual, Gu Yuan grasped it, feeling a torrent of information flow through his mind.

…

“The Life-taking Sword Formulas, a supreme martial art created by the Life-taking Scholar, a celestial human loose cultivator. At the stage of great perfection, one could cultivate the Life-taking Sword Qi Divine Techniques with it…

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“’The Life-taking Sword Formulas’? Supreme Martial Arts?”

Gu Yuan stood there dumbfounded.

He never expected that Ah Huang would bring him such a huge surprise and shock.

He knew well what supreme martial arts meant.

This was a technique a level higher than his Golden Snake Swallowing Yuan Technique!

Only the Black Turtle Armor Technique might be equivalent in grade!

However, this technique was not a true daoist technique, at most it could enable him to achieve the celestial human realm, cultivating the Life-taking Sword Qi Divine Techniques.

Yet even so, it was certainly a precious treasure!

It could even be said to solve his urgent need.

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