A Physique That Attracted Immortals

Wang Xuan was filled with respect. Old Chen was going to step forward and carve a path through for Old Arts!

The current atmosphere was grim. Old Arts had been officially abandoned, and many believed New Arts alone held hope. Those who practiced Old Arts had no road left to walk.

If this continued, no one would practice Old Arts anymore, and this path would soon be severed completely.

"Old Zheng died three years ago, Old Miao died in the autumn before last, Old Sun died last winter, and Old Zhong died this spring. Though they were all over a hundred, not one of them could break through that boundary or cross that threshold. What a pity. They all died." Qing Mu sighed heavily. "In these troubled times, the Four Elders of Old Arts have passed away one after another. An era has nearly come to a complete end."

There were things he did not say aloud. It was precisely because the important figures on the path of Old Arts had died one after another over these past years that the entire field seemed increasingly battered by wind and rain.

After all, while those people were alive, they possessed tremendous prestige and had dealings with many great powers. Decades ago, when their personal strength had been at its peak, they had worked closely with major organizations and formed connections with all parties.

Yet in recent years, as they died one after another, Old Arts' network of connections with all parties had more or less been cut off as well.

"Isn't there still me? No matter how you put it, I count as one of the elders in the field of Old Arts, don't I?" Old Chen said.

Qing Mu immediately became extremely serious. "That is exactly why you should not make a move. If you fall too, Old Arts will grow even dimmer. The era upheld by your generation will truly draw its curtain, and in many people's eyes, Old Arts will more or less be finished as well!"

Wang Xuan was genuinely shocked. Was Old Chen really that powerful? He looked to be only fifty or sixty, yet in terms of prestige, he could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Four Elders of Old Arts, all over a hundred years old?

Qing Mu seemed to see what he was thinking and said, "My master fought his way up through real achievements. Though he is younger than the Four Elders of Old Arts and his prestige is not as great, all parties know his strength."

Wang Xuan's heart pounded wildly. It seemed he had still underestimated Old Chen's danger. He was absurdly strong. No wonder Old Chen had said that even Sun Chengkun, at the same age, would have to automatically lower himself by a generation upon seeing him.

"Old Chen, take it easy. Why do I feel like Qing Mu is being very pessimistic? Don't try to show off." Wang Xuan was truly a little worried for him and asked what exactly was going on.

"There is nothing new under the sun. Old Arts, mecha, Gene Superhumans, and now New Arts—every so often, strength has to do the talking. This time, Old Earth unearthed a treasure from historical legends, and all parties are going to meet. I reckon someone wants to knock Old Arts down and press it beneath their feet for good, never giving us another chance to rise. So even Old Chen here could not hold back anymore. After many years, I will make another move."

Old Chen spoke in a very calm tone, but Wang Xuan immediately realized the boundless terror and danger hidden within. This gathering seemed extremely unfriendly toward Old Arts.

"Someone has to stand out." Old Chen remained calm, but anyone could understand the unwavering conviction in him. He feared nothing.

Qing Mu naturally knew the stakes involved. If Old Chen did not step forward, while the other supreme experts in Old Arts could not contend against mecha, New Arts, Gene Superhumans, and the like, Old Arts would be predetermined to slowly die from this day onward.

Wang Xuan could not help asking, "Old Chen, can your strength still improve in the short term? What do you need?"

He was genuinely afraid Old Chen would be beaten to death. At such an age, Old Chen was going to the gathering because the blood in his heart had not yet cooled. He absolutely must not end up sacrificing himself.

Old Chen nodded. "If there are extraordinary techniques, rare solitary copies of secret arts, and so on, I might be able to use them for reference."

Wang Xuan thought for a moment. "I have an extraordinarily powerful body technique. It is not very suitable for practice, since it can kill people, but it is truly profound. I don't know whether it could inspire you."

He mentioned Zhang Daoling's five pages of Golden Book. This body technique was far too difficult to practice, but there was no doubt that once one gained some understanding of it, one could definitely grasp power of boundless terror.

He had only mastered its opening stance, yet he had blocked Sun Chengkun and endured through a certain-death calamity.

Qing Mu was startled and hurriedly stopped him. "No, that thing kills people the moment they practice it. My master practiced half a chapter back then. From the time his hair turned gray, it never returned to its original color. The fact that he did not die was already a miracle. At this stage, he cannot touch it again."

Wang Xuan was astonished. Old Chen had practiced a body technique of that level?

After all these years, though Old Chen's hair had not turned black again, it had not gone completely white either. It had remained in the state it was in back then, with no major problem.

"Back then, the Four Elders of Old Arts climbed one of the Daoist Ancestral Courts together and joined forces to pressure it into giving me the supreme secret chapter that guarded its teachings. It feels as though it happened only yesterday. What a pity—the Four Elders have all passed away one after another." Old Chen sighed with emotion.

Wang Xuan was moved. The Four Elders of Old Arts had truly cared for their juniors. They had actually pressured one of Daoism's ancestral courts for Old Chen's sake. They were indeed remarkable and worthy of admiration.

"What a pity. After studying it, I could only practice half a chapter before I could no longer hold on. If the Four Elders had not done everything they could to save me, there would be no me today." Thinking of the Four Elders' kindness, Old Chen felt somewhat sorrowful.

Qing Mu was also deeply saddened. He had naturally visited those old men with his master, and the Four Elders had taken great care of him. Yet his journey along the path of Old Arts had not gone smoothly, and he was far from being comparable to Old Chen.

Through only a few scattered words, Wang Xuan had developed quite a favorable impression of those old men. What a pity—they had all died one after another within these past years.

"I have disgraced my master." Qing Mu lowered his head.

Old Chen shook his head. "I do not reject New Arts, genes, mecha, or any path that can strengthen oneself. They can be embraced and studied together. You have more or less reached the end of the Old Arts path. If you can merge other methods into it in the future, it will still count as the proper road."

Qing Mu was in low spirits. He had buried himself in bitter training and exhausted all his potential, yet his final achievement was only roughly equal to Sun Chengkun after Sun Chengkun had been injured.

At last, Qing Mu sighed. "I hope Senior Brother Wei succeeds and reaches a sufficiently dazzling height in the field of Old Arts, so he does not disappoint Master. But he has been gone for ten years without any news. I am very worried."

Old Chen did not continue discussing this. Instead, he looked at Wang Xuan and said, "I do not dare practice the body technique left by Zhang Daoling now. I feel that things from Daoism's source are not particularly suitable for me at present. Instead, the mysterious fist technique I obtained from the Old Monk has shown me a path."

Then he warned Wang Xuan again. "I think you should not spend too much time studying those pages of Golden Book for now either. Though I have not seen them, I know that even at the feathered ascension level, such things would still be extraordinarily formidable body techniques. Do not act recklessly and cripple yourself through practice."

Wang Xuan nodded. At his current stage, he had only practiced the opening stance on the first page. Even then, he had relied on the dense Mysterious Factor within the Inner Scenery Realm to continuously repair his five viscera before he managed to master it.

"Do you have any other old methods? Something similar to what the Divine Monk passed down, perhaps something the Female Daoist practitioner left you. I think it might inspire me," Old Chen asked.

Wang Xuan sighed. This really was Old Chen. Now this was more like him.

Earlier, because of the Four Elders of Old Arts and the rest, Wang Xuan had been deeply moved and had voluntarily mentioned the five pages of Golden Book. Now he realized that he might have been led around by Old Chen.

"She did not leave me anything. When I come across something suitable later, I will give it to you," Wang Xuan said frankly.

Old Chen was startled. He knew very well that whenever Little Wang gave someone something new, something was guaranteed to happen!

At the same time, he could no longer restrain himself and asked, "What exactly is going on with you? You can communicate with a Female Daoist practitioner, and you can even bring out an old monk. Don't tell me there is still something by your side..."

Old Chen seemed somewhat uneasy and highly vigilant. He seriously suspected that something was currently beside Wang Xuan. He truly could not see through him.

"There is nothing else. When there is an opportunity, I will give you one," Wang Xuan said with a toothy grin.

At this moment, Old Chen's scalp prickled, while Qing Mu was outright horrified. Again? What exactly was going on with Little Wang? Was he born with a physique that attracted ghosts?

"I think I may be rather favored by the Transcendent Immortals. From the Celestial Maiden to the old Divine Monk, they seem to have indirectly proven it. So, Old Chen, do not rush. I will slowly give them to you in the future!"

Qing Mu wanted to turn around and leave. And he still claimed he did not attract ghosts?!

Cold sweat also seeped down Old Chen's back. He felt this kid was far too strange. If Wang Xuan casually sent ghosts onto other people, who could endure that?

He had experienced it twice himself. Setting aside the Female Daoist practitioner, even with the Old Monk, he had only seized the opportunity after Wang Xuan pointed it out.

If Wang Xuan secretly released a few more "new sacred beings," Old Chen felt he would go mad.

Old Chen did not want to think about this anymore. Looking at Wang Xuan, he said, "Rest and gather your strength over these next few days. Four days from now, we will attend the gathering. By then, you might get a chance to make a move too."

"Alright!" Wang Xuan nodded.

Next, Old Chen brought up Wang Xuan's trip to New Star. "Actually, it is very simple. We do not even need to expend anything ourselves. Let the Wu Family handle it. They are being very proactive and have made up their minds to cooperate with us."

"Old Chen, did you sell me out?" Wang Xuan looked at him.

"No." Old Chen shook his head, then asked instead, "Did something happen between you and that girl from the Wu Family? I did not sell you out, but why do I feel like she wants to buy you of her own accord? She has people investigating you in An City. It looks like she wants to recruit you into her family's exploration team. Not bad, Little Wang. I never expected you and her to be so ambiguous. Take it easy—do not let Old Wu catch the two of you together and block your path."

"What ambiguity? That big... Wu Yin really holds grudges. She clearly wants to deal with me more conveniently by staying close at hand. She is far too petty, completely out of proportion to her figure."

Wang Xuan had Qing Mu keep an eye on things for him, lest Wu Yin really stir up some trouble.

Over the next few days, Wang Xuan lived quite peacefully. He adjusted his body to its best condition and nourished his spirit until it was exceptionally vigorous, simply waiting for Old Chen to call him and set out.