Upon hearing the sound, Wu Yazi slowly opened his eyes and looked at Chu Qinghe and the others by the light from the luminous pearl in the cave. When his gaze swept over Chu Qinghe and the others, Wu Yazi's eyes lit up.
"This child is born to join my Free and Unfettered Sect."
As his thoughts raced, Wu Yazi's gaze shifted slightly before finally settling on Wang Yuyan's face.
Looking at Wang Yuyan's stunningly beautiful face, Wu Yazi couldn't help but feel a touch of reminiscence.
At the same time, Qu Feiyan and the other women who had entered the cave also noticed Wuyazi, who was leaning against the mountain wall and unable to move.
When Qu Feiyan focused her gaze on Wu Yazi, she couldn't help but surge her true energy to cover Chu Qinghe and the others before transmitting her voice: "Didn't Bai Xiaosheng's Heavenly Ranking say that Wu Yazi is already over ninety years old? How come he only looks like he's in his forties?"
Not only Qu Feiyan, but the other women also looked at Wu Yazi with the same puzzled expression.
As a martial artist's cultivation level increases, their lifespan will also increase.
However, an extended lifespan does not necessarily mean that one's appearance remains unchanged.
Therefore, both the Sweeping Monk and Murong Longcheng, despite being at the Celestial Realm, had white hair and wrinkled faces.
Logically speaking, Wu Yazi should be nearly a hundred years old and shouldn't look this young.
Perhaps without paying too much attention, Qu Feiyan's surge of true energy enveloped Wang Yuyan as well.
What he asked was naturally heard by Wang Yuyan.
Hearing Qu Feiyan's question, Wang Yuyan thought for a moment and then said, "Yuyan once heard her mother say that there was once a Valley of Immortality in the world, where everyone lived to be over a hundred years old, and the centenarians all had black hair and rosy cheeks, looking like teenagers."
"It is because there was a magical scripture in the valley that taught people how to achieve immortality. Later, this scripture was taken by Xiaoyaozi, who then created several martial arts techniques based on it and established the Xiaoyao Sect."
"Therefore, the Northern Darkness Divine Art, the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Supreme Art, and the Lesser Formless Art in the Free and Unfettered Sect all have the effect of preserving youth."
Speaking of this, Qu Feiyan asked curiously, "By the way, the Xiaoyao Sect has only been established for a little over a hundred years. Since the three elders of Xiaoyao are still alive, where did Xiaoyaozi, who founded the Xiaoyao Sect, go?"
When asked by Qu Feiyan, Wang Yuyan shook her head and said, "I asked my mother about this before, but my mother said that after the founder of the Xiaoyao Sect passed on his martial arts to my grandfather, he would return to the Xiaoyao Sect every few years, but for some reason he never came back after that."
Shuimu Yinji frowned and said, "There is very little record of this Xiaoyaozi in all of Bai Xiaosheng's lists. Even his strength and cultivation level are not mentioned. This is strange."
The fact that Xiaoyaozi was able to establish his own sect and teach disciples like the Three Elders of Xiaoyao speaks volumes about his cultivation level and strength.
Yet, aside from founding the Xiaoyao Sect, there is very little information about this person in the martial arts world, which is indeed strange.
Hearing the conversation of the women nearby, Chu Qinghe's mind raced.
During this process, Wu Yazi, who was inside the cave, came to his senses and also took in the state of the women.
Wu Yazi paid no attention to any of this, and instead focused his attention back on Chu Qinghe.
"I never expected that someone like you, young master, would appear in the martial world in these years. You are someone who can make me feel wary at first glance. I'm afraid your strength far exceeds my cultivation level of the mid-stage Grandmaster."
Hearing what Wu Yazi said, Chu Qinghe smiled inwardly and said, "It's just enough to protect myself."
Wu Yazi said slowly, "Young master is too modest."
As he spoke, Wu Yazi continued, "To have reached the level of your strength, young master, I wonder what I possess that you might be so concerned about?"
Chu Qinghe chuckled and said, "Don't worry, senior. It's not a troublesome matter for the Xiaoyao Sect."
Then, before Wuyazi could speak, Chu Qinghe briefly explained the situation of the Great Yuan Kingdom and the Northern Shaolin Temple before changing the subject and saying, "Now that the Northern Shaolin Temple in the Great Song Kingdom has been destroyed, without a leader, if no one is in charge, the martial arts world of the Great Song Kingdom will probably fall into chaos."
Wu Yazi spoke up: "So, young master wants my Xiaoyao Sect to take control of the martial arts world of the Great Song Dynasty?"
Chu Qinghe smiled and said, "It's only a year."
After learning of Chu Qinghe's purpose, Wu Yazi pondered for a moment and then suddenly asked, "Young Master, is this an order or a transaction?"
Hearing what Wu Yazi said, Chu Qinghe's eyes flickered slightly, and then he smiled and said, "I have no prior relationship with you, senior, so this matter can naturally be understood as a transaction."
Upon seeing this, Wu Yazi said, "Since it's a transaction, my Xiaoyao Sect will help you control the situation in the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty. I wonder what my Xiaoyao Sect will gain in return?"
Chu Qinghe said gently, "Is helping you heal your health enough?"
Upon hearing this, both Wu Yazi and Su Xinghe beside him changed their expressions.
Su Xinghe couldn't help but ask, "Can you heal Master?"
Chu Qinghe did not respond. Instead, he raised his hand and his true energy instantly condensed into threads that wrapped around Wu Yazi's wrist.
A moment later, after Chu Qinghe's true energy entered Wu Yazi's body and quickly examined it, Chu Qinghe, who had withdrawn his true energy, looked at Su Qinghe and said, "Since Senior Su was able to teach a physician like Xue Muhua, I suppose the poison of this bone-corroding clove is not a difficult problem for Senior Su."
Hearing what Chu Qinghe said, Su Xinghe nodded slightly.
"That makes things simple."
As he spoke, Chu Qinghe reached into his robes and took out a small, one-inch-long elixir bottle.
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