Muddling Through, Asking the Way of Qi Refinement

As soon as those words rang out, the young Immortal who had guided Fang Shu here twitched his eyelids and glanced at Fang Shu again.

Fang Shu's heart skipped a beat. He clearly sensed Long Gu's displeasure, but he pressed his lips together and wisely said nothing rash.

Inside the great hall, Long Gu stared intently at Fang Shu, glanced several more times at the golden talisman in her hand, and spoke:

"Written on this is that you can already refine Fourth Tribulation Gu insects, and that you have some connection with Old Mountain Lord Guling. Tell me the full truth. If I learn that you have concealed anything, go back where you came from."

That cold, slick sensation spread across Fang Shu's skin once more.

His expression grew solemn, and he immediately cupped his hands. "Yes."

But Fang Shu was not intimidated by Long Gu. Aside from claiming that the Fourth Tribulation Gu insect he had refined was his Life Gu, he still gritted his teeth and insisted that, regarding Old Mountain Lord Guling, he had relied entirely on the old mountain lord's support to ascend the mountain and seek immortality.

"Hall Master, see clearly: every word this disciple has spoken is true. If I dare fabricate anything, I am willing to be punished and expelled from the hall." He clenched his teeth and even made a small oath.

After hearing this, Long Gu considered for a moment before saying evenly:

"Release your spiritual root. I will inspect it."

Fang Shu paused, then bowed in acceptance.

But just then, he heard Long Gu speak unhappily before him. "Why are you still here? Must I personally see you out?"

She was not speaking to Fang Shu, but to the young Immortal at his side.

"This disciple would not dare!" The