What use was being powerful?
Hadn't he ended up reaping the greatest benefit?
Whenever Du Fuzhou recalled the way those old fogeys had looked down on him, he felt immensely satisfied.
Unfortunately, he could not reveal this matter and could only enjoy the benefits of the Longevity Pill in secret. Otherwise, he could have slapped those old fogeys in the face even harder.
Now riding high, his horse's hooves swift in the spring breeze, Du Fuzhou soon returned to the Demon Spirit Sect.
He encountered no trouble along the way. He had initially worried that those old fogeys might see through his use of the Longevity Bottle, and only after returning to the Demon Spirit Sect did he finally set his mind completely at ease.
After returning, Du Fuzhou went straight to his most secret chamber.
Only after sealing the formation did Du Fuzhou carefully take out the Longevity Bottle hidden against his chest.
His right hand, which held the Longevity Bottle, trembled involuntarily.
Du Fuzhou took a deep breath before finally suppressing his excitement.
He had inhaled the aura of the Longevity Pill back then and knew what benefits it offered him. That sensation had been far too enticing.
Even Du Fuzhou had to admire himself for holding out until now.
"I can finally open it, can't I?" Du Fuzhou murmured. "Surely it won't refuse to open?"
"I'll try it first." Du Fuzhou let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and meditated briefly, sweeping all the jumbled emotions from his mind.
Du Fuzhou easily pulled the stopper out of the Longevity Bottle.
"Hmm?" Du Fuzhou frowned.
He waited cautiously for the aura of the Longevity Pill to drift out of the bottle. Originally, Du Fuzhou had worried that the aura inside might rush out all at once, leaving