A terrifying edge flashed and vanished.
The next instant.
Xiao Chen's gaze returned to calm.
This was not yet the time to turn against Li Jinchán.
Once he had used the spiritual herbs Li Jinchán had given him.
Recovered from his injuries.
And broken through to the King Realm Second Layer.
Then.
He could draw his sword against Li Jinchán.
Xiao Chen quickly feigned astonishment. "An unparalleled secret technique? What unparalleled secret technique?"
Li Jinchán flicked his sleeve and turned around, just in time to catch the almost crazed longing in Xiao Chen's eyes. Thoroughly satisfied, he smiled and said cryptically, "The Longevity Technique!"
"The Longevity Technique? Such a divine art truly exists in this world?" Xiao Chen exclaimed in shock.
Li Jinchán pointed at his own face. "Of course it does. Look at your master. I am over a thousand years old, yet my face has not aged, precisely because I cultivated that secret technique. Do you wish to learn it?"
"Yes," Xiao Chen answered almost without thinking, his eyes blazing like fire.
"Good. Once your injuries heal, I will teach you immediately." Li Jinchán nodded, harboring no doubts about Xiao Chen's eagerness.
Under all of heaven.
Who did not wish to attain the Dao of longevity?
But time was merciless.
Even a Great Emperor.
Could hardly withstand the erosion of the years.
When their lifespan reached its end.
They would grow unbearably old all the same.
Their decline laid bare.
And the Vajra Cicada he cultivated.
Though vicious beyond measure.
Requiring him to steal others' vital essence.
Could genuinely slow aging.
And withstand the years.
That Xiao Chen wished to learn it.
Was only natural.
"Thank you, Master."
"Mm. My good disciple, enter the Pill Pool!"
"Yes, Master!"
Xiao Chen glanced at the Bronze Buddha Cauldron nearby, its