Longevity Chronicles

In the Taiyin Pool, Tao Qian stared with wide eyes, watching the scenes of the Spring Palace enacted by his own avatar.

Although greatly shocked, he also came to understand from the secret technique in the gates of his mind:

By practicing this Joyful Zen Buddhism, one could create many avatars in a single thought, each capable of independently engaging in pleasures with others.

Entertaining desires and persisting in Joyful Zen cultivation day and night.

Instead of degrading or mutating due to the loss of Primordial Yang, not only would one's cultivation realm and supernatural powers become more solid and advanced, but through the process of joyful union, one could comprehend many Joyful Zen techniques, beneficial for both combat and other cultivation affairs.

This method was incomparable to the Yin Yang replenishment, being a genuine Buddhist secret technique beneficial for both parties involved in the union.

There was one gate, however, that if the cultivator didn't activate desire,

The formed "avatars" would be akin to hollow illusions, satisfying others but incapable of nourishing oneself.

"Well, it's as if I did it, but didn't."

"Buddhist secret techniques, indeed are elusive and mystical."

As Tao Qian commented, he suddenly saw his own body suddenly begin to sink, and with a few bubbles of "glug glug," it sank directly to the bottom of the pool.

Clearly, this was under the control of Bai Qin Old Monk, to retrieve the Devil God Treasure called "Heavenly Demon Slaying God Blood Transformation Divine Needle" targeted at Tang Xianzong.

At the same time, Bai Qin, who had already torn off his disguise, assumed once again the appearance of a high monk and greeted Tao Qian with a Buddhist salute, all while eyeing him with a peculiar gaze.

At this moment, through the belly of the Beautiful Corpse, both could sense the disturbances outside.

Although Tang Xianzong already had the upper hand, Ji Xianxian, Qin Wuxiang, the Infant Sect, and numerous Righteous Sects could not possibly be defeated in such a short time.

There was still time before the final moment.

Thus, the old monk no longer veiled his intentions and openly revealed to Tao Qian:

"I will not conceal from benefactor that I have not cultivated any Slaughter Divine Powers, not out of unwillingness, but inability. The Bai Qin tradition itself is a dual cultivation method of Buddha and Demon, once cultivated by me it becomes extremely overbearing and admits no other methods of slaughter, unless the demonic nature within is completely cleansed."

"This crisis in Southern Yue is also an opportunity for me to shed the demonic nature and truly achieve Great Freedom Dharma."

"I should face this tribulation myself and not trouble others, but after many predictions, I realized that to successfully transcend this tribulation, I need the help of a fated individual."

"But the roots and origins of this fated individual were completely incalculable, leaving me in great doubt."

"Only upon seeing the benefactor did I know the reason."

"After all, only the benefactor can help me steal the Blood Transformation Divine Needle, only the benefactor's extraordinary body can suppress the immense demonic nature in my relics, and only the benefactor's profound Blessing can bear such massive karma without being devoured by it."

"It would be good if the benefactor agrees willingly, it would be a joy for all. Afterward, I would honor my promise to impart the Bai Qin Secret Technique to the benefactor in gratitude."

"It's just that I didn't expect the benefactor to be so suspicious, stirring up these complications."

With this statement, Bai Qin Old Monk seemed utterly oblivious to the undisguised contempt in Tao Qian's eyes, his wrinkled face expressing regret, seemingly genuinely lamenting Tao Qian's mistaken choice.

The old monk shook his head, his face suddenly showing a solemn expression, as if wary of something.

Eventually, he sighed:

"If the benefactor has chosen the wrong path, I will have to force the issue."

"Although this action might offend the Daoist friends of Spirit Treasure Sect, with the time of transcendence at hand, I can't care too much."

"At most, after this matter is over, I, as the ancestor of the Bai Qin Temple, will personally go to Spirit Treasure Sect to apologize."

"Just watch, the Divine Needle is now in hand."

Tao Qian, hearing the last few words from Bai Qin, felt that everything said before might have been a pretext, and what he really wanted to say were these last few sentences.

Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, his controlled body surfaced with an Exotic Treasure.

However, the treasure was deliberately kept from leaving the Taiyin Water.

Looking through the swirling Taiyin Water, Tao Qian could see that what he held was not the anticipated needle.

This object was more like a crimson blood stick.

It was as thick as an infant's fist, over ten feet long, blunt at one end and sharp at the other.

Covered entirely in a bloody red hue, it felt chillingly cold to the touch.

At this moment, when Tao Qian's spirit returned to his body and felt the treasure, an extremely ominous and terrifying aura surged immediately.

Looking across the pool, in an instant, it seemed as if the entire world turned a blood red color, infinite and writhing, screeching, yet unable to discern its exact form, the "alien" surged towards him, seemingly wanting to consume his body, soul, and even spirit entirely.

Even now, with Tao Qian's cultivation reaching the Perfection of Qi Refining Realm and his body containing the nine-extreme number of immortal spirit Qi, along with his rare talent of the Taishang Treasure No-leak Body, he could barely suppress the urge to vomit, gradually feeling dizzy and on the verge of fainting.

Fortunately, he suddenly shivered.

His mind cleared, and the Record also began to emerge.

But prior to that, both Tao Qian's original body and the Puppet Body trembled simultaneously, followed by a surge of golden Buddha Light.

Disregarding the vast distance between them, their positions were swapped.

When Tao Qian's body, holding that Heavenly Demon Slaying God Blood Transformation Divine Needle wrapped in the gushing Taiyin Water, appeared in the belly of the Beautiful Corpse,

The unpleasant voice of the old monk, and that extremely uncomfortable tone, were heard once more:

"This technique is called the Minor Dharma Cakra No-form Switching Secret Technique, and I won it through gambling. Sadly, I didn't refine it well…"

"Is it still worth observing, then?"

Tao Qian couldn't help but interject at this point.

He had by now figured out that the old monk clearly had won a complete set of secret techniques from a monk of Dharma Cakra Temple.

It's unknown which monk it was, but their gambling skills must have been quite poor.

After being sarcastically mocked, Bai Qin was not angry.

Instead, he looked meaningfully at Tao Qian and then said, "Benefactor is indeed sharp. You realized that even afterwards, I would not kill you, which is why you are not holding back?"

Upon hearing this, Tao Qian didn't deny it, but his furrowed brow did not relax.

Holding the Divine Needle in his hands, he silently listened to the various noises coming from outside the Beautiful Corpse and fixed his gaze directly on Bai Qin, asking,

"After using me, what does Master plan to do?"

"Will you let me go to Spirit Treasure Sect, or as you mentioned, go to Spirit Treasure Sect with me under the identity of 'Bai Qin Temple Opening Ancestor' and seek forgiveness?"

"Is Master so sure that I will be valued by Spirit Treasure Sect that he would trouble himself for me, an ancestor who came from Great Freedom Temple?"

After Tao Qian spat out these three sentences, Bai Qin's face full of wrinkles once again broke into a smile.

It seemed as though the old monk now felt his destined person and the Devil God Treasure were within his grasp, a fusion of Demon Thought and Buddha Nature no longer held him back, and he began to reveal his true nature.

The old monk nodded at Tao Qian and declared unabashedly,

"Benefactor should not probe further. Although I am not a Daoist and my insights are humble, I also know once a person with such talent and capacity enters Spirit Treasure Mountain Gate, they will inevitably be nurtured as a True Disciple. In decades, you are bound to achieve Cavernous Mystery, and even the Realm of Ultimate Happiness."

"Even in my view, given the Benefactor's talent, there is a significant possibility of achieving Daoist Transformation Realm, and perhaps even advancing to the Realm of Tribulation Immortal."

"Not to mention Spirit Treasure Sect, even Taishang Dao, if they were to acquire a benefactor like you, would cherish you greatly."

Tao Qian was clearly not expecting the old monk to hold such a high opinion of him.

He even stunned a moment before reflexively asking,

"If that's the case, how does Master dare scheme against me like this?"

"Isn't he actually afraid of Spirit Treasure Sect making things difficult, or worried that once I succeed in my cultivation, I will seek revenge on you?"

Just as Tao Qian finished, suddenly the self-assertive Bai Qin burst out laughing.

At this moment, the old monk was clearly dominated by demonic thoughts.

His tone was not humble, but rather grew wild, and the patchwork robe he wore faintly revealed the image of the Hundred Bird Demon he had seen trampling the Heavenly Demon Buddha Mother Dharma Form in the mountains before, truly an unbridled demonic air.

"Hahaha… Let the Benefactor be informed!"

"Every cultivation requires a price."

"I too cannot avoid this, so once there is a chance for transcendence and promotion, whether it's Dao or Buddha, or those Evil Demons, it's all the same."

"Fight, we must fight recklessly."

"Benefactor asked if I fear Spirit Treasure Sect. Of course, I am afraid, but should I give up this opportunity to escape tribulation and cultivate the Great Freedom Dharma because of that fear?"

"As long as I, Bai Qin, succeed in doing so, outside of the Great Freedom Temple, I will also establish 'Bai Qin Temple.' Several high monks within the temple will then shield me from the pressure of Spirit Treasure Sect."

"As for the Benefactor?"

"It's not that I belittle you, Benefactor, but having suffered the invasion of demonic nature from Bai Qin Relics and bearing the karma for me from Demon Buddha Temple, Devil God, and the Mysterious Saint… even with outstanding talent, your potential achievements may be limited."

"You asked this, and I shall respond clearly."

"I, Bai Qin, am not afraid of you seeking revenge in the future. I can endure this minor cause and grievance."

With these extremely wild words of the demon spat out, Bai Qin fully revealed his demonic form, with surging demonic qi within his patchwork robe.

It was then that a sudden change occurred outside.

There echoed a terrifying roar, as if enduring endless agony, suddenly resounding across the entire battlefield.

Even through the belly of the Beautiful Corpse, Tao Qian and Bai Qin heard it clearly.

Simultaneously, cries of shock from various directions were also heard,

Including that of the Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva.

"Tang Xianzong, have you gone mad? What are you doing?"

"Skinning! The Divine General of the Devil God Army, Tang the Divine General, is brutally tearing off his own skin. He's gone mad."

"No good! This is Heavenly Demon Secret Technique, Tang Xianzong is making his move."

…

As these voices passed through the belly, Bai Qin's face full of wrinkles nearly burst into bloom.

This old monk, who had schemed against everyone, mysteriously said, "The time has come, Bai Qin Demon should be reborn now."

As his words fell, he suddenly swung his sleeve, and the three of their figures abruptly vanished between the Muddy Nether River and the flesh walls.