The Age Of Doom: I Can Deduce Countless Ages Of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 38: Not Seeking Immortality

"I am the King of Yu," said the voice.

At this moment, everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

Lu Yiyu gazed in that direction.

The person who arrived was Chu Cheng.

Chu Cheng's gaze swept over the collapsed palace and the hesitant Qintianjian monks standing by, and he walked out of the study room of the palace onto the open space.

Even though it had been ten years since the arrival of the Last Law, fear of being dominated by cultivators still lingered in his heart.

But... was hiding useful?

If the immortals really returned, not to mention Great Yu, even if all the Eastern Wilderness dynasties were combined, they would not be able to withstand the attack of a single cultivator.

Since this person possessed such great power and had not directly attacked yet, it meant that his purpose was not to vent his anger.

Chu Cheng, in his thirties, wore a black dragon robe and had a dignified expression. He raised his head slightly and looked at Lu Yiyu standing in the sky.

Lu Yiyu was somewhat surprised to see Chu Cheng.

This person did have some presence. If it were in the secular dynasties before the Last Law, a monarch who did not flee with his tail between his legs would already be considered extraordinary.

It seemed that the Last Law had indeed caused ordinary people to lose their awe of cultivators.

However, soon this world would once again experience the terror of cultivators!

"The matter of mortals attacking immortals is a matter of the survival of the fittest. I won't say much about it. However, your dynasty has harbored many traitors from the cultivator sects. I give you until sunset to hand over all the cultivation manuals of the dynasty," Chu Cheng said.

"If I am even slightly dissatisfied, this city will turn into a sea of blood tonight."

Lu Yiyu lowered his head slightly and looked at Chu Cheng on the ground.

Mortals attacking immortals... He had been trapped in the Qingxiao Sect for many years, so naturally, he was angry.

But in this world, the law of the jungle prevailed. He was not a bloodthirsty person to begin with. He came here to collect cultivation techniques, not to kill mortals to vent his anger.

If these mortals obediently handed over the cultivation techniques, the matter would be settled.

"Your Majesty," Yan Yang couldn't help but clench his fist and wanted to say more.

But Chu Cheng interrupted him proactively.

He knew what Yan Yang was thinking since he was familiar with him.

The person in front of him was just one person, while there were thousands of Qintianjian monks.

Even if he was suffering from the backlash of the Last Law's spiritual energy, he still had a chance to kill this person.

But was it really worth it?

He was the ruler of a country, and he couldn't afford to take such risks.

"I will have someone collect the cultivation techniques tonight, but I'm afraid there won't be enough time," Chu Cheng looked up at Lu Yiyu and tested.

"I said tonight, and by tonight, I mean after midnight. If there are still hidden cultivation manuals in this city, don't blame my merciless flying sword."

Lu Yiyu couldn't help but be provoked by Chu Cheng's words and adopted a tough attitude.

Chu Cheng frowned at his words, then nodded and said, "Then come and take them tonight."

Seeing this, Lu Yiyu was about to command his flying sword to fly towards the direction of the Bamboo Sea.

At this moment, when the onlookers saw Lu Yiyu leaving on his flying sword, their expressions varied.

"Your Majesty, although that person's Divine Ability is astonishing, if we Qintianjian monks all attack together, we can surely make him perish here. Why did we surrender first?" Yan Yang said unwillingly, standing beside Chu Cheng.

Chu Cheng just looked at Lu Yiyu's departing figure and said calmly, "Yan Yang, you are my person. If the Last Law ends and you stay in the dynasty, it will be a great help to the dynasty. If you perish here, it will be a huge loss for Great Yu."

"Alright, go and collect the cultivation manuals!" Many thoughts flashed through Chu Cheng's mind.

Upon hearing this, Yan Yang felt a surge of warmth and nodded, ready to go down and collect the cultivation techniques.

But then he heard Chu Cheng's voice coming from behind him.

"Tonight, if any monk from the Qintian Observatory sneaks out of the palace, they will be killed without mercy."

"In addition, let the spies from each country in the city bring this news back to their own dynasty!"

Yan Yang turned around and looked at Chu Cheng, nodding heavily.

...

In the bamboo building, at this moment, Lv Xianyin and the others looked silently at Lu Yiyu, who had returned with his sword.

At this moment, the only sound in the bamboo building was the pouring of freshly brewed rice wine into bowls.

The milky white rice wine in the bowl still emitted a strong aroma.

Lv Xianyin and the others looked at each other, seeing excitement on each other's faces.

And Zhou Yuyu looked at the scroll of Mirage Tower for a while, then looked at his unattractive wife in the house, couldn't help but scratch his head, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes.

At this time, Lu Yiyu returned with his sword, and the people in the bamboo building walked out one after another to greet him.

"Brother Lu, have you found a way to deal with the end of the law?"

Lv Xianyin asked excitedly.

At this moment, waves of waves surged in everyone's hearts.

"No, it's not me, it's our Qingxiao Sect's top disciple, Zhang Qingyuan. He has found a new path of cultivation."

Lu Yiyu looked at everyone and said solemnly.

"Zhang Qingyuan, the young man who dominated the younger generation at the Four Seas Conference?"

Lv Xianyin was stunned when he heard this name.

At this moment, when Zhang Qingyuan was mentioned, everyone's impressions of him emerged in their minds.

"I didn't expect that the future path of the end of the law would come from his hands!"

"I don't know how many powerful beings have fallen under the end of the law. It seems that we have underestimated Zhang Qingyuan's talent."

Everyone couldn't help but sigh.

Before the end of the law, who in Yuanzhou's younger generation didn't know the name Zhang Qingyuan? Many cultivators even thought that Qingxiao Sect had held him too high.

But now it seems that such a reputation even insulted Zhang Qingyuan's talent.

The end of the law is a natural disaster for all spiritual beings in the world, a catastrophe that targets everything.

Under this catastrophe, cultivators are fragile and terrifying.

After ten years of the end of the law, everyone has already accepted the fact that they have become mortals. Now, how can the news of the future not excite them?

"Brother Lu, what about this cultivation method..."

Lv Xianyin looked at Lu Yiyu somewhat embarrassedly.

For them, restoring their cultivation is naturally the most important thing, but in this world, the transmission of cultivation methods has always been forbidden.

At this moment, everyone looked at Lu Yiyu with hopeful eyes.

Lu Yiyu's movements paused when he heard this, he came out this time to collect cultivation methods, not to spread them.

This cultivation method was created by Zhang Qingyuan, and if it is to be taught to others, it requires Zhang Qingyuan's consent.

"I can't make a decision about the cultivation method, but if you are still willing to cultivate, I will take you to visit our Qingxiao Sect."

Lu Yiyu finally said.

"That's great! I have written a letter to Fellow Daoist Lu here."

Lv Xianyin and the others bowed excitedly to Lu Yiyu.

Lu Yiyu quickly avoided this courtesy and said, "If you want to thank someone, it's not my turn. I am also grateful to Zhang Qingyuan of our Qingxiao Sect."

"Brother Lu, there's no need to be like this. Your introduction is just as important to us!"

Everyone bowed again.

But behind everyone, Zhou Yuyu and the two cultivators had somewhat unnatural expressions on their faces.

Lu Yiyu also felt the awkwardness of Zhou Yuyu and the others.

Zhou Yuyu glanced at his wife and child, stood up from the bamboo chair, took down the scroll of Mirage Tower from the wall, and bowed to Lu Yiyu, "Brother Lu, I have settled down in this mortal world and will not seek immortality with you."

"This scroll still has some spirituality. In the past, it recorded the strange phenomena of cultivation that I witnessed. Consider it a gift to your sect, as a pastime!"

(End of this chapter)