Seeking Immortality In The World Of Cultivation

“I am overdue in expressing my gratitude for such a warm invitation and generous hospitality, let alone to speak of any blame,” he said.

“I hope my friend will not take it upon himself to act this way,” He Song replied.

He Song quickly brushed off what True Monarch Fei Hu still wanted to say, as if nothing had happened before.

Seeing He Song react this way, True Monarch Fei Hu’s face lit up with joy.

This was the slander he had poured on the other Golden Elixir Masters in the Immortal State Mansion.

Although He Song might not necessarily hold any grudge against the other Golden Elixir Masters at this moment,

it was akin to planting a seed in his heart.

If something were to happen later on, that seed might very well take root and sprout rapidly.

By then…

if He Song were truly to agree to join him in capturing the Twin-winged White Tiger, the likelihood of He Song banding together with other Golden Elixir Masters would obviously be lower.

In such a case, True Monarch Fei Hu’s own safety would become more secure.

As long as He Song, together with another friendly Golden Elixir Master, firmly united at his side,

the operation to capture the Twin-winged White Tiger would be considered half a success.

If three Golden Elixir Masters were truly to advance and retreat together, the power they could wield would be quite formidable.

It could also deter the other two, making them hesitant to act rashly.

With such thoughts in mind, the joy in True Monarch Fei Hu’s gaze towards He Song grew even more intense.

At the moment, True Monarch Fei Hu looked at He Song as if he were gazing at the Twin-winged White Tiger that was not yet in his grasp.

And as time passed,

True Monarch Fei Hu naturally soon began to engage in a lively conversation with He Song.

The banquet, with True Monarch Fei Hu eager to make connections and He Song holding no ill feelings towards him, turned out to be a delightful event for both host and guest.

After the banquet ended, True Monarch Fei Hu, with great enthusiasm, took He Song around the Zhao family’s residence for a good while,

letting He Song appreciate many of the superb landscapes of the Zhao family’s territory before they parted reluctantly.

He claimed that even though He Song might not mind today’s incidents, he himself could not overlook them.

He would definitely pay a visit in person to apologize the next day,

and to have a lengthy conversation with He Song.

Regarding this,

He Song was about to decline,

but True Monarch Fei Hu still insisted, saying that he found great pleasure in their conversation and considered He Song a close friend.

He truly felt he had wronged He Song and insisted that visiting to apologize was merely to alleviate his own guilt.

In such a situation, with True Monarch Fei Hu’s firm resolution to resolve his personal guilt, He Song found it hard to refuse again.

After all, the matter was profoundly mysterious, and if True Monarch Fei Hu’s words held true, any refusal on his part might make things worse.

Therefore, He Song reluctantly accepted and chose not to refuse any longer.

Once the Zhao family’s people, at the indication of True Monarch Fei Hu, respectfully saw He Song off from their residence, he quickly returned to his temporary mansion.

Inside He Song’s temporary mansion,

since he had just arrived that day, there were no maids or other mortal servants to be found.

So, after casually setting up a Celestial God Thunder Array outside the mansion, He Song quietly began his cultivation within.

And thus,

time flew by swiftly.

In the blink of an eye, He Song had already spent several months in Zichuan Prefecture.

It is worth noting that during these months, True Monarch Fei Hu would occasionally find a reason to visit He Song’s mansion and chat idly with him.

After several months, He Song and True Monarch Fei Hu had indeed become much more familiar with each other.

Meanwhile, during his frequent idle visits, True Monarch Fei Hu had subtly probed He Song on many matters.

However, He Song remained consistent as ever, choosing to speak freely when he could, and if not, he would just laugh it off and gloss over the details.

As a result, during these months of interaction, True Monarch Fei Hu’s actual understanding of He Song was not much deeper than when they first met.

Nonetheless, during these months, True Monarch Fei Hu had publicized the background of great power that He Song had deliberately constructed for himself.

In Purple River State Mansion, nearly all the Golden Elixir Masters knew that He Song came from a major force and was merely passing through, stopping here only temporarily.

Upon realizing this, the Golden Elixir Masters who had initially had some reservations about the close exchanges between True Monarch Fei Hu and He Song quickly understood the situation.

It turned out that He Song was not intending to establish a foothold within Zichuan Prefecture, but had reached some sort of agreement with True Monarch Fei Hu.

It was True Monarch Fei Hu who, recognizing the special status of He Song, eagerly pressed for an association.

After this realization, the Golden Elixir Masters within the Zichuan Prefecture, though envious, refrained from taking any further actions.

As Golden Elixir Masters in the Immortal State Mansion, they commanded unparalleled respect.

None of them would ordinarily go out of their way to fawn over others.

Even if someone has an extraordinary background and is also of the Golden Core Realm.

But even so, it would hardly be worth it for a Golden Elixir Master to set aside their pride to grovel.

The other Golden Elixir Masters speculated that True Monarch Fei Hu could do this perhaps because he had previous interactions with He Song.

However, they did not know.

True Monarch Fei Hu actually had another plan in mind, not the reasons they had guessed.

Even the various pieces of information about He Song that they had heard were part of True Monarch Fei Hu’s scheme.

Now.

Months have passed.

Although He Song had not yet received the items he needed,

according to the Pavilion Master of Treasure Pavilion, these things should arrive at Treasure Pavilion within the next few days.

When that time came, the purpose of He Song’s visit would naturally be fulfilled.

Meanwhile, True Monarch Fei Hu, sensing that He Song might soon be departing, began to subtly increase inquiries to determine whether He Song would agree to his request.

Today.

Within He Song’s mansion.

True Monarch Fei Hu and He Song were sitting opposite each other in a small pavilion, sipping tea.

A huge Foundation Establishment Spiritual Tiger laid lazily outside the pavilion, its lantern-like eyes slightly squinting, an air of languor enveloping it.

Despite its large stature, even the head of the Spiritual Tiger, in comparison to the pavilion, appeared somewhat larger.

This was a true giant tiger.

A massive Spiritual Tiger whose cultivation had reached Foundation Establishment Great Perfection.

The two sat facing each other, the golden sunset casting their figures as if they were dusted with a layer of gold.

At that moment, True Monarch Fei Hu let out a deep sigh.

His gaze then turned towards the Foundation Establishment Spiritual Tiger outside the pavilion.

“Fellow daoist, do you know where my dharma title, True Monarch Fei Hu, comes from?”

The sunset’s golden rays also graced the Spiritual Tiger’s body, transforming its already mottled stripes entirely into gold, making it even more dazzling.

Facing the question that seemed both an inquiry and a statement from True Monarch Fei Hu, He Song’s expression remained unchanged.

But in his mind, he sighed slightly.

Months later, was True Monarch Fei Hu finally going to bring up serious matters with him?

However, he wondered what could be so important that a Golden Elixir Master would spend so much time on him.

With this thought, He Song shook his head slightly, which could be considered a response to True Monarch Fei Hu’s words.

But at this moment, True Monarch Fei Hu wasn’t concerned with He Song’s reaction.

He simply continued speaking on his own accord.

“In my early days of cultivation, by a fortunate coincidence, I subdued this Foundation Establishment Spiritual Tiger to serve me.”

“With the Spiritual Tiger by my side, we made an unbeatable team at the Foundation Establishment Realm.”

“The dharma title ‘True Monarch Fei Hu’ was then spread by other cultivators during that time.”

At this point, True Monarch Fei Hu’s face broke into a smile as if recalling the glory of those days.

But the smile only lingered momentarily,

and quickly gave way to a sigh.

True Monarch Fei Hu looked at the Foundation Establishment Spiritual Tiger with a gaze tinged with complexity.