Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

“Well, kid, we meet for the second time.”

The old man in front raised his head and grinned.

The old man had a long beard that reached his chest, dirty and unkempt. His hair was even more disheveled, like a homeless person, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

You could only see a pair of eyes in the gaps of his hair.

His eyes were like those of a hawk, sharp as a sword.

It was as if with just one glance, he could completely dissect your heart!

You wouldn't even dare to meet his gaze.

This old man was bound to the rock wall. The black profound iron chains were engraved with dragon patterns and Dao patterns, and the spells cast on them made them glow with a faint black light.

Several soul nails were hammered into the old man's collarbone, thighs, and near his heart.

There was even an obscure and difficult-to-understand magic circle at the old man's feet.

In comparison, the other "prisoners" in this place did not receive such treatment.

They were only locked in cages, or bound by iron chains, just one of the two.

It was as if they were afraid that adding another layer of restraint would waste materials.

But to be honest, how afraid was the person who sealed this old man here that he would escape?

How strong was this old man?!

Since he was so strong, and they were worried that he would escape one day, why not just kill him? Why leave him here to invite trouble?

Hearing the old man greet Xu Ming, Xu Xuenuo turned her head to look at Xu Ming.

Xu Ming stepped forward and respectfully bowed: “Junior greets senior.”

The old man carefully sized up Xu Ming: “Not bad, not bad. I couldn't see clearly before, but now that I look, I must say, you are indeed a good seed. You even cultivate both body and magic, courageous and with spirit, but you won't go far, and you are very stupid.”

Looking at the flow of spiritual energy and martial artist's true energy in Xu Ming's body, the old man immediately made a judgment.

This kind of thing is difficult to cure unless you encounter the Luo River Body, and even then, there are many harsh conditions to completely cure this young man's problem. It's not just that any Luo River Body can completely regulate the martial artist's true energy and spiritual energy in this young man's body.

But in the old man's opinion, the problem wasn't that big.

Not that curing the problem wasn't a big deal, but that the old man felt it didn't matter if it couldn't be cured.

When the time comes, he could just give up the path of the martial artist and specialize in the path of the sword cultivator.

The only pity is that he spent so much energy, and in the end, only obtained the strong physique of a martial artist.

Although it's not like he gained nothing, his martial artist realm reached the Majestic Soul Realm, and the toughness of his body surpassed many ordinary sword cultivators, let alone ordinary Qi refiners.

But still, only obtaining the physique of a martial artist while putting in so much effort was completely not worth it.

If he hadn't embarked on the path of the martial artist from the beginning and instead focused on practicing the sword, his achievements at this time might not have been small.

So this is what the old man meant by "very stupid".

Cultivation is a matter of being slow one step, slow every step. Wasting so much effort just to pick up an apple, what is that if not stupid?

Xu Ming naturally knew what the old man meant by "stupid."

Xu Ming didn't want to refute, because he could understand the old man's thoughts.

If he didn't have a cheat, his dual cultivation of body and magic would indeed be very stupid.

But he had a cheat.

Walking the path of the martial artist allowed him to obtain many resources through the cheat.

If he only walked the path of the sword cultivator, he would only be able to obtain the resources of the sword cultivator path.

Moreover, many of the cheat's rewards were related to the martial artist. Wouldn't it be a waste if he didn't take this path?

Not to mention that if it weren't for his dual cultivation of body and magic, he would have already died and wouldn't be standing in this place.

“Which sect do you come from?” the old man asked.

“Replying to senior, I come from the Wu Kingdom,” Xu Ming replied.

“Wu Kingdom?” The old man thought in confusion, then raised his head and asked the others, “Which bird place is the Wu Kingdom?”

“I don’t know ~” the charming woman replied.

“Maybe it’s a newly established dynasty?” A strong man replied.

“Anyway, it wasn’t established in the last thousand years,” a skinny man like a monkey yawned, “When I came in here, I hadn’t heard of any Wu Kingdom.”

“Speaking of which, how long have we been locked up here?”

“This old woman has been locked up for five hundred years!”

“You still remember? Anyway, I can't remember.”

“Hehehe, woman, shouldn't you call me senior? Come, senior wants to see your breasts, quickly show them to senior.”

“Bah!” The charming woman spat, “I want to touch your * * , cut it off and throw it to me, and I'll show you my breasts.”

“Shut up if you don’t know.”

Just as everyone was chattering, the old man slowly spoke.

In an instant, the cave, which was like a vegetable market, became quiet.

“This old man has been locked up here for nearly three thousand years, I don’t know any of that Wu Kingdom nonsense.” The old man shook his head, “But to be able to produce someone like you, your Wu Kingdom’s luck is not bad.”

Xu Ming cupped his hands in thanks: “Senior is too kind.”

“What about you, little girl?” The old man looked at Xu Xuenuo, “Innate sword bones, and at such a young age, you have forged your sword bones into your natal flying sword, and you have even comprehended the sword realm. Even in my era, you would have been a top-notch genius.”

Xu Ming also looked at Xu Xuenuo.

He was also very curious about which sect she came from.

“Thank you for the praise, senior. I come from the Azure Mist Sword Sect, I doubt senior has heard of it.” Xu Xuenuo cupped her sword in salute and slowly spoke.

“I indeed haven’t heard of it. I’ve only heard of the Myriad Sword Sect.” The old man shook his head, a trace of reminiscence flashing in his eyes, “I wonder if that old fellow is dead or not.”

“May I ask why all of you seniors are here?” Xu Ming asked.

Xu Ming was full of doubts about this place.

“Hahaha, I lost, so I was caught.”

The old man laughed loudly, his voice carrying a hint of heartiness.

“Three thousand years ago, the Holy Lords and Sect Masters of the Four Great Holy Lands and Five Great Sects besieged me, and in the end, I couldn’t beat them, so I was caught here.

These Immortal Binding Iron Chains bind my hands and feet.

This Yin-Yang Array is arranged to seal and lock my spiritual power.

These Soul Fixing Nails trap my divine soul.”

Xu Ming: “…”

The old man smiled again: “Little kid, I know what you’re thinking. You’re just thinking—what kind of heinous person could possibly warrant the simultaneous action of the Holy Lords and Sect Masters of the Four Great Holy Lands and Five Great Sects, right?”