Immortality: Grinding Experience Starting as a Paper Craftsman

Chapter 62 A Dead Tree Comes Back to Life, Using a Borrowed Knife to Kill

Night falls.

The camp after the battle was filled with a smell that was a mixture of herbs and blood.

The groans of the wounded were faintly heard in the wind, adding to the desolation of the bleak night.

Gu Yan was alone in an abandoned watchtower on the edge of the camp.

The view here is expansive, and because of its secluded location, it is rarely disturbed by people.

He sat cross-legged, holding the bottle of Rejuvenation Pills bestowed upon him by Yun Canghai in his hand.

"Second-grade low-level pills are not particularly rare, but for Qi Refining cultivators, they can not only heal injuries but also improve their cultivation."

Without hesitation, Gu Yan tilted his head back and poured the entire bottle of pills into his mouth.

If an ordinary cultivator ate like that, they would probably have exploded and died long ago.

However, he possesses the "Evergreen and Withering Technique," the domineering aspect of which lies in its all-encompassing nature; it can absorb any energy!

"boom!"

The medicinal effects spread throughout the abdomen, like fiery dragons surging through the meridians.

Gu Yan's face flushed, and he clenched his teeth, forcibly circulating his internal energy.

The evergreen energy within the body, like a resilient vine, gradually entangled, decomposed, and absorbed the violent medicinal power.

As time went by, the energy within him began to rise steadily.

The bottleneck that had already reached the peak of the seventh level of Qi Refining finally showed a crack under the impact of this enormous medicinal power.

"Click."

A sound like some kind of shackle breaking came from inside my body.

Gu Yan shuddered, and the surrounding spiritual energy surged into his body like a funnel.

[Realm Breakthrough: Qi Refining Level 8 (1/100)]

[Everlasting Glory Skill: Mastery (35/500)]

Gu Yan slowly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them.

Eighth level of Qi Refining!

Although he still has a long way to go before reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, with his paper-crafting skills and a host of uncanny abilities, he is already powerful enough to dominate the outer sect even without summoning clones.

"Phew... at least my body is a bit stronger now."

Gu Yan stretched and was about to consolidate his cultivation level when suddenly, he heard a soft footstep coming from below the watchtower.

The footsteps were so light that he wouldn't have noticed them at all if he hadn't just broken through and greatly increased his perception.

"Who?"

Gu Yan immediately concealed his aura and pretended to be meditating to heal his injuries.

"it's me."

A clear, cold voice rang out, and then Shen Youwei, dressed in snow-white robes, gracefully arrived.

She seemed to have just returned from the front lines; a few drops of undried blood still stained the hem of her clothes, which made her aloof and otherworldly temperament even more poignant.

"Senior Sister Shen?"

Gu Yan feigned surprise and tried to get up to bow, but this aggravated his "wound," causing him to wince in pain.

"No need for such formalities."

Shen Youwei raised her hand to stop him, her clear, spring-like eyes staring straight at Gu Yan, as if trying to see through his heart.

"I heard you risked your life to protect that batch of talismans, and were seriously injured in the process?"

"As a disciple of the sect, this is my duty," Gu Yan said sincerely, his head bowed.

"It's my duty?"

Shen Youwei sneered, then suddenly stepped forward, her imposing aura making Gu Yan almost breathless. "Do you know that there's something wrong with that batch of talismans?"

Gu Yan felt a chill run down his spine.

Did this girl find out?

As expected of a true disciple, his insight is indeed sharp.

"Problem? What problem could there be?"

Gu Yan feigned a bewildered expression, "That was a task personally assigned by Elder Yun, who said it was a special talisman used to deal with demonic cultivators..."

"Special talismans? Hmph, those are evil artifacts used to summon souls!"

Anger flashed in Shen Youwei's eyes. "I just passed by that tent and sensed the aura emanating from it. It wasn't some righteous method at all! And..."

She paused, looking at Gu Yan with a complicated expression: "Although the aura on that talisman was covered by demonic energy, I could still smell a familiar bamboo fragrance. It was the purple-veined bamboo unique to Green Bamboo Peak."

Gu Yan cursed the dog's nose in his heart, but his face showed great shock.

"Senior sister...you mean, Elder Yun, he..."

"Shh!"

Shen Youwei made a shushing gesture, instantly scanning her surroundings with her divine sense to confirm that no one was approaching before whispering:

"This matter is of great importance, and we should not speak recklessly without solid evidence. However, I suspect that someone within the sect is playing a very big game, even at the cost of the sect's safety."

Gu Yan remained silent.

He knew this was an opportunity.

An opportunity to drag Shen Youwei into the fray, making her a vanguard against Yun Canghai.

"Senior sister..."

Gu Yan raised her head, her eyes filled with struggle and determination. "Actually... when I was grinding bamboo pulp, Elder Yun gave me some strange medicinal powder that I had to add. The smell of that powder... was very fishy."

"really!"

Shen Youwei's eyes flashed with even more murderous intent. "That's Corpse Fragrance Konjac Powder! Only the Demonic Sect uses such a thing!"

She looked at Gu Yan, her gaze softening slightly: "You did a good job, you didn't hide anything. But don't worry about this matter anymore, Yun Canghai is powerful and influential, you can't afford to offend him. Leave the rest to me."

Is this the responsibility of a righteous prodigy? It's really useful.

Gu Yan felt a warmth in his heart, along with a sense of satisfaction at having succeeded in his scheme.

"Senior sister, be careful. Elder Yun is unfathomable. You must not be careless."

"Don't worry, I'm not one to be trifled with either."

Shen Youwei smiled confidently, took out a jade talisman from her bosom and handed it to Gu Yan, "Take this talisman. If you encounter danger, crush it and I will arrive immediately. Also, you'd better pretend your injuries have worsened during this time and don't participate in any missions, lest you be silenced."

After saying that, she flickered and disappeared into the night.

Gu Yan held the jade talisman, which was still warm from his body, and the expression on his face gradually became strange.

What's this? Being kept by a beautiful senior sister?

However, with Shen Youwei as a sharp blade, Yun Canghai should be in for a lot of trouble.

"The muddier the water, the safer I am."

Gu Yan put away the jade talisman and closed his eyes again.

His divine sense sank into his sea of ​​consciousness and connected with his clone, who was far away at the Blood River Sect.

The main body has already sharpened the righteous path's blade.

Shouldn't the clone prepare a gift for that kind grandfather too?

……

The forbidden area of ​​the Blood River Sect, the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts.

The Blood Swordsman stood before the gloomy cave entrance, holding an exquisite food box in his hand.

"Elder Blood Shadow of the Punishment Hall requests an audience with the Ancestor."

The sound entered the cave, and after a long while, a hoarse and chilling response came:

"Come in."

The Blood Swordsman's lips curled slightly as he stepped into this dead land that had buried countless wronged souls.

The food box didn't contain any meals, but rather a top-grade Yinming Pearl borrowed from Li Tianxing, and a sample of a soul-guiding talisman that Gu Yan had specially tampered with.

If you're going to give a gift, it should naturally be something that touches the heart.

Let this old ancestor see what kind of treasure he's been longing for really is.