The Path of Immortality: Starts With Creating Water Bear Gu

Wu Yaoyao cast an odd look at Di Xin and said, “From my perspective, she’s someone only slightly below you in status. How could I let her go? However, her future is rather peculiar, even stranger than yours.”

“I saw in the first vision I prophesied for her, she was being chased by hundreds of Gu Kings.”

“In the second vision, she was pursued by thousands of Gu Kings.”

“In the third vision, she was being hunted by tens of thousands of Gu Kings.”

“I was almost scared to death. Gu Kings are such a rare group. Could she have possibly gathered every Gu King in the world against her?”

“How much hatred must she have provoked to be hunted by Gu Kings worldwide?”

“The fact that she’s still alive is truly a miracle. You know, even when demons practiced forbidden Gu techniques to slaughter entire cities, only a few hundred Gu Kings from nearby would join forces to counter them.”

“But her situation is far more dangerous than those who cultivate forbidden Gu techniques. Of course, my prophecy might be inaccurate, and that could be why I saw such an absurd vision.”

Wu Yaoyao voice held a slight hesitation, her expression uncertain.

Wow, Di Xin’s future involved being pursued by tens of thousands of Gu Kings. What on earth had she done to incite such wrath? Why would everyone hate her so much?

Her fate was consistently death-defying.

Long Xuan was in awe of her, practically admiring her to the utmost.

At the same time, he also gleaned some information from the vision: that Di Xin, despite being mortal now, would eventually become a Gu King herself. It was almost unbelievable.

Long Xuan glanced at her in astonishment, then patted Wu Yaoyao on the shoulder and sighed, “Don’t doubt yourself; your prophecies are accurate. Her future will undoubtedly develop this way—I have no doubts.”

Long Xuan then looked toward Di Xin and said, “Hey! When you’re getting chased in the future, don’t mention me! I don’t know you, we’re not close!”

Di Xin rolled her eyes dramatically.

At this moment, Wu Yaoyao had already closed her eyes to divine for Leng Yan. The boat fell silent as everyone watched quietly. Even Long Xuan didn’t dare speak, lest he disrupt her divination.

Time passed slowly until Wu Yaoyao opened her eyes again. Seeing her expression unchanged, Long Xuan knew she hadn’t foreseen anything bad; it was all good omens.

“How did it turn out?” Leng Yan asked nervously.

“I did three prophecies for you in one go and saw three visions.”

“One of the visions showed you as the clan leader of the Leng Clan on Big Lonely Island. This prophecy indicates that the Leng Clan on Big Lonely Island will still exist in the future, which means that Big Lonely Island will definitely win this battle.”

“As for the Black Dragon Pirates, whether they’re destroyed or flee after being crushed, I can’t say.”

Upon hearing this, Leng Yan exhaled a long breath, showing joy. Days of worry had finally lifted.

“And the second prophecy?” Leng Yan asked eagerly.

All the other crew members looked on with curiosity.

“The second prophecy is of a sea battle. This occurs a thousand years from now, and you appear exactly as you do now.”

This statement immediately sparked an unusual glimmer in everyone’s eyes, all turning their gaze toward Leng Yan.

This sentence, though short, revealed a lot of information.

First, the fact that she could live for more than a thousand years meant that she would be free from any mortal danger for a millennium. Staying by her side would certainly be safe. ṝ𝘢₦ộβЕS

Since she has such a long life, it basically confirmed that she would become a Gu King in the future.

Additionally, the fact that her appearance remained unchanged after a thousand years suggested that during her journey to Sky Island, she’d likely obtained the Youth-Preserving Fruit, granting her eternal youth.

This was indeed a great blessing.

Leng Yan couldn’t contain her joy. Given her normally cool demeanor, she rarely smiled.

Long Xuan was seeing her smile for the first time and couldn’t help but glance at her a few extra times. He had to admit, she looked quite charming when she smiled, befitting her title as the most beautiful woman in Starsea City.

“And what’s the third prophecy?” Leng Yan eagerly asked again.

“The third prophecy…well, it’s not very good. It says you’ll fall for someone, but you are not destined to be together, and you’ll end up living alone.” Wu Yaoyao carefully looked at her.

The rest of the crew wore curious expressions and looked at her with amusement.

Upon hearing this, Leng Yan’s face turned dark, and she quickly said, “That prophecy must be wrong. I have no interest in men. Why would I fall for a man? Men would only slow down my cultivation!”

Wu Yaoyao, long accustomed to doubt, replied, “Perhaps, but who can say for sure what the future holds?”

The rest of the crew, now interested in divination, eagerly lined up for Wu Yaoyao after Leng Yan’s session.

Wu Yaoyao, of course, welcomed each with open arms, smiling brightly.

Long Xuan also watched with curiosity from the side.

The second person to go up for a prophecy was the cheerful-looking Young Master Mo, who eagerly squeezed to the front for a fortune-telling, and no one could outdo him.

The first prophecy about him was that he would write a novel that became a worldwide bestseller, greatly boosting his fame.

The second prophecy depicted him as the head of the Mo Clan in Starsea City, but with a troubled look on his face.

The third prophecy showed him battling a sea monster on the ocean, aboard a ship called the Shenlong.

To Long Xuan, these were just ordinary prophecies, nothing noteworthy.

Since Wu Yaoyao could only perform nine divinations each day and had already used six, she decided to allow only one prophecy per person for the remaining three, so more people could have a chance.

The third person to receive a prophecy was Ye Qingluan, the liveliest of the group. Her fortune showed her raising a whale as large as an island, sailing aimlessly across the ocean alongside the Shenlong.

Again, an ordinary prophecy, nothing remarkable.

The fourth prophecy went to the cutest girl on the ship, Miao Peipei. Her prediction showed her returning home, she would be spanked by her parents and her buttocks would be beaten by her mother.

Miao Peipei blushed and ran away, covering her face, embarrassed.

Another ordinary prophecy, nothing of importance.

The final prophecy was for Qiu Tiandao, which was far more noteworthy.

One of his future scenes showed him dueling a sea dragon on the ocean and ultimately slaying it.

This revealed that his future combat power would be terrifying, reaching the pinnacle of the Gu King level, making him a rare force in same stage.

It’s known that even ten peak-level Gu Kings would struggle to defeat a single sea dragon.

At this moment, everyone on board looked at him with a different gaze, while Qiu Tiandao wore a smug expression.

Thus, Wu Yaoyao’s quota of prophecies for the day was completely exhausted, and other crew members had to wait until the next day if they wanted a reading.

Disappointed, the group dispersed.

Only Long Xuan stood there thoughtfully. For some reason, he felt that all of Wu Yaoyao's predictions were real, and that her prophecies were 100% accurate.

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As the journey continued, Long Xuan returned to his reclusive lifestyle, staying in his room to refine Gu techniques, rarely coming out.

He would only appear when the ship encountered danger, taking a breath of fresh air and directing the crew in combat.

However, the current waters were not forbidden seas but safe, ordinary ones, so dangers were infrequent.

Sometimes creatures would board the ship or chase it, but often by the time Long Xuan emerged, the crew had already dealt with the threat with ease, leading to extra meals in the mess hall and satisfying his appetite.

By now, Miao Peipei’s carefully tended garden in the Ocean's Heart had grown to a good size, allowing the crew to enjoy unlimited fruits and vegetables without having to ration as before.

Five months passed in the blink of an eye.

In these five months, Long Xuan finally managed to complete the Heaven-Devouring World Toad Gu recipe, advancing from 80% to 100%, though he discovered an additional 100,000 materials to collect, causing him much frustration.

He was either collecting materials or en route to collect materials, busier than ever.

Among the 100,000 materials were many peak-grade spirit insects, which were challenging to acquire, so Long Xuan sought out the ship’s wealthy passenger, hoping to "shear some wool."

Ordinary people don’t have peak-grade spirit insects in abundance, and even those who do have few; only Di Xin, who looted the entire treasury of the Xuanyue Empire, possesses a substantial collection. One should not underestimate the amount of resources she carries, practically equivalent to a nation.

Long Xuan felt both admiration and relief that Di Xin had unexpectedly boarded the ship; otherwise, he’d have no idea where to find so many peak-grade spirit insects.

After knocking on the door and hearing an invitation to enter, Long Xuan finally stepped inside, closing the door behind him.

Di Xin did not look up at him, her attention focused on a large map spread across the table, her brows furrowed as if facing a great dilemma.

Long Xuan glanced at the map, and his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Well, it turned out to be a map of the major forces in the Central Plains.

She wasn’t even there yet, but she was already plotting to raid the treasuries of various clans in the Central Land.

Was she courting death again? The Central Land, the strongest of the Thirty-Six Western Territories, was not like the place they came from.

The Central Land is one of the five major centers of the Gu world, a holy land for Gu cultivators and a place where they are most concentrated.

The Central Land is teeming with Gu practitioners, blessed with talent and strength, home to countless powerful geniuses. Its forces are not easy to target.

Causing a commotion in the Central Land would be a hundred times more difficult than in the West, and such mischief here could easily lead to deadly consequences.

Long Xuan’s expression shifted, and he couldn’t help but speak up, “You’re planning to stir up trouble again? Take my advice—your level is too low, and that place is beyond your reach.”

Di Xin finally looked up at him and calmly replied, “You don’t need to persuade me. I must go to the Teng Clan in the Central Land, and I have reasons that leave me no choice.”

“As a mere mortal, my cultivation is already defying heaven’s order, and ordinary breakthrough pills are useless to me.”

“The Teng Clan has a heavenly-grade spiritual herb called the Earth Spirit Fruit Tree that bears a fruit called the Earth Spirit Fruit. Eating it can increase the probability of breaking through to the Spiritual Sea stage by 40%.”

“Few breakthrough pills offer a 40% success rate; this fruit is incredibly important to me. It may be the only chance for me to break through. I’ll stop at nothing to obtain it.”

“This may be my one opportunity, and I have no choice. If I don’t take this risk, I’ll be stuck at the Marrow Cleansing stage with no hope of further breakthrough.”

“Gu cultivators in the Marrow Cleansing stage have a lifespan of only 200 years. Playing it safe would only mean a slow death.”

Di Xin gazed out the window, her eyes fixed on the distant horizon, her expression profound.