Long Chen was extremely excited and said to Fang Liude, "Sixth Brother, come here for a moment, let me check on your body." "
Don't ... You ... Just call me Xiao Liu! Fang Liude immediately became nervous and hurried over to Long Chen.
Previously, they had teased Long Chen, thinking he was harmless because he didn't look strong and worried he would hold everyone back. Thinking about it now, they felt a wave of anxiety and unease.
"Long Chen will always be Long Chen, Sixth Brother, you will always be Sixth Brother. It won't change because of who is stronger or weaker."
Seeing Fang Liude's trembling expression, Long Chen comforted him, placing his hand on his chest and saying,
"Don't resist. Let me see your physical potential. If you're good, I'll teach you a rather powerful cultivation technique."
Hearing Long Chen say he would pass on the cultivation method to them, Fang Liude and the others were both shocked and delighted, as if they were in a dream.
How powerful is Long Chen? Even Long Ziwei, ranked tenth on the Heavenly List, was no match for him. He was willing to be his underling, and the "quite powerful" he spoke of was an unimaginable strength to them.
However, Fang Liude and the others felt uneasy. They knew that the more powerful the technique, the harsher the requirements for a person's talent, and their own talent was already quite average.
Moreover, due to his poor background, he had always been at the very bottom of the cultivation world, with limited resources. Especially the pills he bought were all of poor quality. These inferior pills not only contained a large amount of impurities but also, due to refining techniques, contained many pill poisons.
Over time, this pill poison would corrode their foundation. In fact, they knew that their current realm was very likely the peak of their lives, because their cultivation had not advanced for a long time.
But Long Chen's words reignited their hope. Yet, they had no confidence in their own talent. For a moment, they were anxious and indecisive, their eyes fixed on Long Chen's face, as if awaiting the judgment of fate.
Long Chen planned to pass on the Galaxy and Firmament Technique to them. This technique didn't require much talent, only that someone should have a sense of justice and a desire for light. Even with average talent, they could cultivate. If their willpower was firm and they practiced diligently, they would surely achieve success.
Although they couldn't immediately join the ranks of masters, their cultivation methods were definitely hundreds of times stronger than those they practiced themselves.
Long Chen realized something—these people were specially left for him by his father, but he still felt uncertain.
After all, Fang Liude and the others had already reached the Divine Lord Realm, their realm too high, but their plasticity was weak. Having absorbed inferior pills for years, their pill toxins had accumulated severely. Even Long Chen couldn't completely remove them, so Long Chen needed to examine Fang Liude's body.
When Long Chen's power penetrated Fang Liude's meridians, a chill ran through his heart. Fang Liude's meridians were riddled with holes, the result of pill poisoning and accumulated hidden injuries. Fang Liude's health was even worse than Long Chen had anticipated.
Such a body was like an old man in his twilight years. Even Long Chen was powerless to rejuvenate. Unconsciously, his expression grew serious.
"Long Chen, we know our bodies, it's fine." Seeing Long Chen's serious expression, Yu Ying gently comforted her. She knew that in this world, some things simply cannot be forced.
Everyone else was at peace; no one understood their own poor physical condition better than they did—this was their fate.
Long Chen didn't reply. He believed his father's actions had a deeper meaning. He continued to probe Fang Liude's bloodline, sensing a subtle fluctuation within it, which left Long Chen stunned.
"This bloodline power is so ancient!"
From that fluctuation, Long Chen sensed the vast power of time, indicating that Fang Liude's bloodline was inherited from a powerful race. However, the bloodline power had faded to the point of negligence, and even the bloodline runes had disappeared.
His meridians were riddled with holes, his bloodline power had reached its limit and showed signs of decline. Long Chen's heart grew even colder.
But Long Chen was still unwilling to give up and continued to examine his bones. There were no ancestral runes left on them—nothing was left behind.
Then came the dantian, which was Long Chen's last hope. If the dantian were also empty, Fang Liude would be unable to cultivate the Galaxy and Firmament Technique. The violent power of the stars would destroy his body in an instant.
However, the more he feared, the more he feared, the more it happened. Fang Liude's dantian was in chaos, his power mixed but not pure, scattered but not concentrated. Even without fighting, the energy in his dantian was slowly depleting, and his dantian seemed unable to lock it down, causing his power to leak out continuously.
"Hmm?"
Just as Long Chen was about to give up, he suddenly noticed a small vortex beneath Fang Liude's dantian.
The vortex was as small as a mung bean; if Long Chen hadn't observed it carefully enough, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.
"So his power isn't leaking outward, but internal friction."
Only then did Long Chen realize that it was that tiny vortex, continuously extracting energy from Fang Liude's dantian.
Long Chen followed the vortex to probed inside and found a rune almost invisible to the naked eye. The rune was almost completely transparent, and the fluctuations were extremely faint.
"Primordial runes, so that's how it is."
Long Chen suddenly understood: Fang Liude's bloodline was not weak, but by his generation, the bloodline had dried up and the original runes were about to fade away.
To survive, the primal rune had to extract Fang Liude's dantian energy to survive. This was purely an instinct of life.
"Let's try activating it."
In Long Chen's palm, a warm current slowly flowed into Fang Liude's dantian. It was a thin white thread. As the thread approached the rune, it suddenly sensed something, instantly becoming active and rushing toward the thread.
"Buzz"—
the rune seemed to cling to a lifeline from a drowning man. At that moment, it went mad, desperately sucking the energy from the thread.
At that moment, Fang Liude's body trembled violently. An unprecedented power surged within him, and his bloodline began to become active. Within his blood, transparent runes appeared, and as blood energy circulated, he began to slowly repair his meridians.
"So it was all arranged by Dad."
At that moment, a smile appeared on Long Chen's face. When Long Chen's hand left Fang Liude, Fang Liude was already radiant, his vitality replenished, as if he had become a different person.
"This ..."
Fang Liude could hardly believe his eyes. At this moment, his body was filled with strength, like an elderly man on the verge of death, beginning to be reborn. The feeling was beyond words; he was so excited he couldn't even speak.
"Senior, the runes inside him are so ancient. Why do they feel somewhat similar to the runes within Purple Blood?" Long Chen said to the Qiankun Cauldron.
After a moment of silence, the Qiankun Cauldron said, "That's the Jiuli Pu Pattern." "
What?"
The answer from the Qiankun Cauldron startled Long Chen.