Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu

Hu Yao was stunned. Trading directly with Spirit Stones?

Wouldn't that be too degrading for a senior?

But aside from Spirit Stones, what else could they offer?

Murong Lang, on the other hand, was overjoyed. Being able to continue receiving guidance was wonderful.

However, a question arose in his mind, "Senior, how many Spirit Stones do you think would be appropriate?"

Hu Yao also looked over at Chen Qing, clearly very concerned about this matter.

Chen Qing crossed his hands and smiled, "Whatever, you can just discuss it among yourselves."

Murong Lang suddenly realized that the senior didn't care about their Spirit Stones at all!

Senior Taichu was simply making it convenient for them!

Hu Yao was equally excited. Whatever—what did that mean?

It meant that Senior Taichu didn't care at all how many Spirit Stones they could offer!

As she was thinking that her future cultivation would be smooth sailing, she remembered one more thing.

Senior Taichu might not care about the amount of Spirit Stones they offered; what he might care about was their sincerity.

She turned her gaze towards Murong Lang, clearly wanting to know what kind of price Murong Lang would propose.

Murong Lang had no intention of speaking; at this moment, his mind was in a whirlwind of thoughts.

What amount would be suitable?

Senior Taichu didn't care about the amount; he cared about their sincerity.

Finally, he fell silent, waiting for Hu Yao to propose a price.

If Hu Yao proposed a price that angered the senior, he would quickly make amends.

Hu Yao felt that she was about to break into a sweat. She tentatively asked, "Is one-eighth okay?"

Murong Lang immediately looked at Chen Qing, ready to speak up to salvage the situation at any sign of displeasure from Chen Qing.

Seeing no reaction from Chen Qing, Hu Yao quickly added, "It's like the Spirit Stones usually needed for a Gu to advance a stage, and we'll offer you one-eighth of that!"

Chen Qing understood Hu Yao's meaning. Generally speaking, in this cultivation world where they had nurtured Gu for so long, there was a rough price for how many Spirit Stones were needed to advance a stage.

For example, Hu Yao's Power Gu typically required around ten thousand lower-grade Spirit Stones for an advancement. It could be a bit more than ten thousand or a bit less.

According to what Hu Yao meant, she would offer Chen Qing twelve hundred and fifty lower-grade Spirit Stones, and then Chen Qing would give her guidance.

That price, Chen Qing could accept.

But he considered that he still wanted them to grow, to earn more Spirit Stones.

He couldn't make it appear that he needed Spirit Stones.

With that in mind, Chen Qing calmly said, "One-tenth."

Murong Lang's folding fan fell to the ground. Although the difference between ten and eight wasn't huge, to them, it meant eight times the growth compared to ordinary people, and ten times the growth!

Think about it, ordinary people needed to spend ten thousand Spirit Stones to make their Gu advance, while they only needed to pay one-tenth of the cost!

That was only a thousand Spirit Stones!

What concept was this?

Senior Taichu truly didn't care about Spirit Stones; this was just an excuse to help them.

Murong Lang was worried that Hu Yao, not understanding, would raise the price and offend Chen Qing, so he hurriedly said, "Senior, it takes about two hundred Spirit Stones for my Thunder Butterfly to advance from the Fourth Transformation to the Fifth. I am willing to offer twenty Spirit Stones for your guidance!"

Chen Qing's heart was raging with anger.

I worked so hard to pretend for so long, and you offer just twenty Spirit Stones, like throwing coins to a beggar?

But then he saw those twenty Spirit Stones and immediately calmed down.

Those were twenty mid-grade Spirit Stones!

One mid-grade Spirit Stone could be exchanged for one hundred lower-grade Spirit Stones, meaning two thousand lower-grade Spirit Stones!

No wonder they said that a sword Gu cost one hundred sixty Spirit Stones that day. It turned out that this scholar's place typically traded in mid-grade Spirit Stones!

I'm rich!

I'm rich!

This time I'm truly rich!

Murong Lang respectfully placed twenty mid-grade Spirit Stones in front of Chen Qing, who didn't even glance at them, and said, "Thunder Cloud Mother Qi."

Murong Lang bowed his hands in thanks, "Thank you, Senior, for your guidance!"

Seeing that Murong Lang had received guidance, Hu Yao didn't wait any longer. She took out ten mid-grade Spirit Stones, placed them in front of Chen Qing with both hands, and said, "Please guide me, Senior."

Chen Qing calmly responded, "Foundation Establishment tiger demon tooth."

Hu Yao laughed charmingly, "Thank you, Senior."

Foundation Establishment tiger demon teeth might be difficult for others to obtain, but for Hu Yao, wasn't that a piece of cake?

She would just go home and ask her dad if his tooth hurt.

With the transaction complete, everyone was momentarily at a loss for words until Chen Qing suggested, "You can start exchanging ideas now."

Hu Yao then remembered there was still one business deal left unfinished, "The matter of the sword Gu might take a while, I need to find the right opportunity."

Murong Lang nodded, and at this time, the sword Gu was no longer urgent for him; being able to attend this gathering was what he felt was most important.

"No rush, consolidate your position for a while and don't take risks."

Seeing that Murong Lang was not in a hurry, Hu Yao felt reassured.

With Senior Taichu joining this gathering, everyone participating would be different.

She had to seize this opportunity!

Murong Lang inquired a bit more about how to use the sword Gu, and Hu Yao gave some simple explanations.

"The use of the sword Gu still requires guidance from the sword scripture."

"The sword Gu needs to be paired with special Swordsmanship."

"If the Swordsmanship is not available, its power will be significantly diminished."

"However, that item cannot be easily obtained as it is a secret not passed on within a sect."

This was the first time Chen Qing had heard of such a thing as the sword scripture, and it was said that Wuyou Mountain had a precious sword scripture in the Mountain Master's possession.

Except for gaining the Mountain Master's approval, there was no other way to learn it.

The two chatted for a while longer, and Chen Qing, seeing they had nothing more to say, concluded, "Then today's gathering is over."

Murong Lang and Hu Yao stood up and respectfully said, "We look forward to seeing you again."

Hu Yao reached up to remove the mask from her face. The smell of squirrels in the tree hole always made her feel hungry.

However, she ultimately didn't catch any squirrels to roast and eat. They had too little meat.

She decided to catch some fat ground rats to fill her stomach.

In Thunder Land, Murong Lang took off his mask and stepped out of the quiet room. He looked at the child waiting outside the door, "Have you heard the legend of Taichu?"

The child was perplexed, "Sir, what is Taichu?"

Murong Lang smiled and shook his head, reaching out to rub the child's head before turning to leave, speaking in a voice only he could hear, "Someday, you will hear of it."

A moment later, he clapped his hand to his forehead, "Darn it, I was too excited earlier and forgot to get a definite time from Senior Taichu!"

"Next time I go, I must mention it to the senior."

As for Red Lotus, he didn't have any expectations. That girl seemed like a reckless and impulsive person, missing a few brain cells.

And at this time, the original host of this gathering, the branch leader of the Jiguang Cult, referred to by Murong Lang and Hu Yao, was battling against a fierce storm.