Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 1120: Chapter 74: The Second Encounter Chapter 1120: Chapter 74: The Second Encounter Destiny!

This had been the only thing Wang Xu truly believed in over the years.

Otherwise, he could not explain how he, a mortal, simply by building a house at random, could have obtained a treasure of a pearl whose origin he still could not fathom.

Why was it that on that day the entire capital of West Sea Country was destroyed, leaving one million corpses, yet he alone survived?

Even more inexplicably, over the years, he had faced death countless times, yet he still managed to live until now.

Including just now, in a short amount of time, he experienced the most severe pain he had ever endured, countless times thinking he was about to die.

But he still survived.

And…

he survived even better!

He could feel the vitality that had returned to his body, the strong beating of his heart, the wind flowing around him as if lifting him up.

Prior to this, even though his power had approached that of a Nascent Soul.

He was still unable to ride the winds as those cultivators did.

And now, this moment, aside from still lacking mana, there was little difference between him and a cultivator.

But he had not forgotten where all he had now originated from.

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‘Clack’
Wang Xu landed on the deck.

His body was robust and powerful.

Then, without any hesitation, he knelt down.

Just like forty or fifty years ago, when he first met the immortal.

Facing Wang Ba, he kowtowed three times with great force.

He did not speak.

But the entire iron ship vibrated violently under these three kowtows.

Seeing the figure kneeling before him, bursting with Qi and Blood, both god-like and spirited, Wang Ba felt an indescribably complex emotion inside.

“He actually succeeded…”
“Can a person’s will really defy the laws of heaven and earth?”
“Given his condition at that time, it clearly…”
He did not know how to depict his feelings at the moment.

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He was relieved for Wang Xu’s rebirth, but also puzzled by what he saw before him.

You should know that before this, a cultivator with any injury on their body could explode directly.

Even Xumi, who nearly blasted apart due to the self-amputation of his arms.

If he had not decisively abandoned his flesh and fused directly with the sword energy, he would have likely ended up like those failed cultivators.

Yet Wang Xu in front of him had broken such a rule.

His body, which had been almost indistinguishable from dust, forcibly reshaped by willpower.

“Could it be because of the Dao of True Martial?”
That thought involuntarily popped into Wang Ba’s mind.

Other than this, he really couldn’t think of anything else.

He reached out to help Wang Xu stand up.

At the same time, he threw a set of clothes over to him.

Upon closer observation.

He discovered he could no longer perceive the depth of Wang Xu’s aura.

By this time, Wang Xu, now dressed, suddenly spoke:
“Does the immortal have pen and paper?”
Wang Ba, slightly puzzled, still tossed out some gold paper from his sleeve.

Wang Xu immediately raised his hand, and a streak of blood mist turned substantial, forming a sharp pen-tip, swiftly etching onto the gold paper.

Soon, drawings of small figures in strange postures filled the entire sheet of gold paper.

Wang Ba glanced at the beginning and realized it was identical to the postures practiced by the hunter he had encountered in Guangling State.

But in addition to these postures, there were many phrases and mnemonics of the heart method added.

Wang Xu etched most of the gold paper in one breath before finally stopping.

He held it above his head with both hands and offered it to Wang Ba.

“This is…”
Although he had a rough guess in his heart, he was still full of doubt.

Wang Xu said solemnly,
“The immortal once taught me the cultivation method, a boundless favor to Wang Xu.

Xu always remembers it and humbly took the immortal as a master, swearing that one day I will repay the immortal.”
Wang Ba heard this and shook his head slightly:
“It was a casual act, I sought no reward.

Moreover, I have never taught you anything.

There’s no need to mention taking me as a master.”
Wang Xu respectfully said,
“Yes, the immortal may not accept Xu as a disciple, but Xu cannot forget the immortal’s kindness.”
“Teacher…”
“Today the teacher saved me again, at the risk of offending the Primitive Demonic Sect…”
“For the grace of a teacher and the grace of saving a life, Xu can make no return.”
“I should have offered my treasure to the teacher, but it is not with me at the moment, so I can only first offer the method I’ve realized myself to the teacher, and when we meet again, I shall present the treasures, to fully express my gratitude.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Ba could not correct his title but was visibly moved:
“This is your own realization?”
Wang Xu nodded and hesitated before saying,
“Aided by the treasure and after more than forty years of bitter meditation, where my mind and spirit were exhausted, my oil spent and the lamp dry…

Since it does not require a Spiritual Root, any mortal with determination can learn it, and it also incorporates many mortal martial arts and contents from the Body Strengthening Scripture, hence I have named it ‘True Martial,’ and this Cultivation Method is thus called the True Martial Sutra.”
“I hope the teacher can accept it…”
“True Martial Sutra…

True Martial Sutra…

You, are you the Patriarch of True Wu that the Demon Sect besieged?”
Murmuring the name of the cultivation method, Wang Ba looked distracted, as if he had thought of something, and his expression turned grave, with a flicker of killing intent even appearing in his eyes for an instant.

Wang Xu seemed to sense something, his expression darkening slightly before returning to normal:
“If there is no second so-called Patriarch of True Wu in this world, then what the teacher is speaking of must be correct.”
While Wang Ba had largely confirmed his suspicions, hearing the anticipated answer from Wang Xu’s lips still made his heart shake intensely.

He took a deep breath and suddenly said in a cold voice:
“You should go!”
Wang Xu was taken aback, “Teacher…”
“Go!”
Wang Ba stood with his hands behind his back and closed his eyes:
“Leave now while I don’t yet regret it!

Go immediately!”