Cultivating Immortality: What kind of cheat can you use if you don't have money?

Chapter 29 Youzhenren

Looking at the stone chamber before him, Han Feiyu was taken aback. "Old Qin, have you been here before? Have you found the place of inheritance already?"

"This is my first time here."

"How can you know this place so well on your first visit?" Han Feiyu asked with disbelief. "You wouldn't happen to be the illegitimate son of this deceased Purple Mansion Immortal, would you?"

Ever since he was tricked by Li Qingyi, he no longer believed a single lie that Li Qingyi casually told.

At this moment, Ling'er also stepped forward with a charming smile, "Brother Qin Feng, we are now in the same boat, sharing the same fate."

Li Qingyi's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

"People in the same boat? Still hiding things from each other, playing mind games, trying to fool everyone."

Just then, Han Feiyu finally found an opportunity, turned to Ling'er, and gracefully cupped his hands in greeting, asking:

"My name is Han Feiyu from the Sanyi Sect. May I ask which sect you, young lady, belong to?"

He was filled with curiosity about this extraordinary young woman throughout the journey, but Li Qingyi had traveled too fast earlier and hadn't found a suitable opportunity to strike up a conversation.

When Li Qingyi saw Han Feiyu's affected manner, she knew that the kid had fallen back into his old ways.

"Zhao Ling'er, a true disciple of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect."

Han Feiyu: "???"

"Such a high status?"

He immediately dropped his nonchalant attitude and turned to look at Li Qingyi. "Brother Qin, you...you wouldn't happen to be a true disciple of that Daoist sect, would you?"

The Dao Sect, ranking first among the three sects of the Xuan Kingdom, is mysterious and aloof, almost detached from worldly affairs, and very few rumors about its disciples have been circulated.

This question piqued Ling'er's interest. "Are you... Brother Qin Feng?"

Li Qingyi smiled slightly, "Guess."

"Tch." Ling'er pouted. "That's boring."

"If you want to know my background, that's not impossible," Li Qingyi said, changing the subject and looking at Ling'er.

"But in exchange, you must tell me what the true purpose of Qingchi Immortal Sect's current scheme is."

Li Qingyi resorted to his usual tricks again, trying to get something for nothing.

Ling'er was quite helpless about this, and shrugged:

"I really didn't know. My master only told me to assist Qin Ruoxi in completing her mission, but he didn't tell me the specifics. If I had known, I would have told you already."

Seeing this, Li Qingyi stopped asking questions.

"Alright, enough chit-chat." Li Qingyi's expression turned serious, and she solemnly instructed again, "When you go inside later, remember to be careful with your words and actions."

He has already labeled this Purple Mansion True Man as having an eccentric temper and being extremely dangerous.

If he weren't so desperate to obtain spirit stones, he would have loved to simulate it again, just to be absolutely sure.

Li Qingyi stepped forward and pushed open the stone chamber door.

The interior space is more spacious than it appears from the outside, with an ancient stone coffin placed in the center.

This time, Li Qingyi spread her divine sense ahead of time, carefully scanning every corner of the stone chamber.

However, the result disappointed him somewhat—aside from the coffin, the entire stone chamber was empty and destitute…

He sighed inwardly:

"Couldn't you have left behind some better stuff... You're supposed to be a True Immortal of the Purple Mansion, after all."

His gaze finally settled on the stone coffin, and he quickly calculated in his mind:

"In the last simulation, I spoke ill of this technique, and he instantly killed me in his rage. What if this time... I do the opposite and shower him with praise?"

With this thought in mind, he no longer hesitated and walked towards the coffin.

"Old Qin, don't be reckless! Be careful not to offend the remains of the Purple Mansion True Man and bring about unforeseen consequences!" Han Feiyu quickly warned upon seeing this.

Li Qingyi shook her head, a strange expression on her face, and began to improvise:

"To be honest, before I came here, I had a vague vision of this place in my dream."

Since stepping into this land of inheritance, the feeling of familiarity has grown stronger. It seems as if an invisible force has guided me here.

He pointed to the stone coffin, his tone becoming absolutely certain:

"And as I stepped into this stone chamber, I became even more certain that the opportunity I saw in my dream, the one connected to my destiny, must lie within this coffin!"

Han Feiyu was stunned by his words and was speechless for a moment.

At this moment, Li Qingyi had already walked to the stone coffin.

The coffin lid was not closed, and he could clearly see a book called "The Supreme Corpse Refining Method of the Nine Netherworlds" lying inside.

In an instant, an uncontrollable surge of joy erupted in Li Qingyi's eyes. He picked up the incantation scroll, suddenly tilted his head back, and let out a long, heartfelt roar:

"Hahaha! That's it! This is the opportunity foretold in my dream! Heaven has been kind to me!"

At this moment, above the three of them, a semi-transparent, blurry-faced old man's phantom was hovering, staring intently at Li Qingyi and the others below.

Upon hearing this, the two immediately stepped forward.

When their gazes fell upon the cultivation technique, a look of understanding instantly appeared on their faces, but then their brows furrowed tightly.

"Brother Qin Feng," Ling'er asked, her voice tinged with complexity.

"You...don't know who the predecessor who created this method was?"

"I don't know," Li Qingyi answered honestly.

"It's Master You." Ling'er sighed softly, her tone tinged with regret.

"His life's work was this book, 'The Supreme Corpse Refining Method of the Nine Netherworlds.' I never imagined that this place would be where he passed away."

After saying that, a clear look of disappointment appeared in her eyes:

"I once heard my master mention that this corpse refining method... is unorthodox and bizarre in its conception, but in reality... it is an absurd method with no practical use."

At this moment, she finally understood why the Qingchi Immortal Sect would so generously offer a Purple Mansion inheritance as bait.

Because Master You was obsessed with researching this evil art throughout his life, he devoted all his wealth and resources to this evil art, which was considered a laughing stock, making him the poorest among the Purple Mansion cultivators.

Inside this stone chamber, there is probably nothing else besides this cultivation manual.

Upon hearing this, Li Qingyi was so frightened that her heart nearly jumped out of her chest, and she immediately shouted:

"Nonsense!"

His face was filled with righteous indignation, his gaze fixed intently on Ling'er, his tone impassioned:

"There are three thousand great paths, and every one of them leads to heaven! All the myriad methods in the world exist because they have their own underlying principles and their own paths to attainment! How can we dismiss them simply because people are ignorant and do not understand their mysteries?!"

He carefully picked up the book, "The Supreme Corpse Refining Method of the Nine Netherworlds," his voice trembling slightly with excitement:

"How could this technique in my hands be the worthless thing you all speak of?! I firmly believe that Senior You's painstaking work must be an earth-shattering, groundbreaking masterpiece!"

He abruptly raised his head, his voice resolute, "Before, no one could even glimpse the path; now! It begins with me!"

Li Qingyi's speech was passionate, emotional, and realistic, moving both men and women present.

Li Qingyi was genuinely terrified!

He feared that the hot-tempered Master You, hiding in the shadows, would fly into a rage again upon hearing someone slander his hard work, and would slap all three of them to death.

Han Feiyu thought to himself, "What trick is Old Qin playing now?"

He had naturally heard of Master You's great name; it was one of the laughingstocks that had circulated in the Cangling Domain for hundreds of years.

Ling'er was also a little confused for a moment, because this was completely inconsistent with her understanding of Qin Feng.

However, the hidden Master You, upon hearing Li Qingyi's heartfelt words, burst into tears.

For four hundred years! He devoted himself to perfecting this method, exhausting his energy and wealth, yet he suffered ridicule from his peers and contempt from the world.

Even after his death, he was still criticized and regarded as a madman or an outcast!

Now... now he has finally met someone who understands him, acknowledges him, and is even willing to vindicate him.

How could he not be moved?

How could he not be excited?!

Recalling the faces of those so-called fellow practitioners from hundreds of years ago, faces filled with mockery and disdain, the anger and resentment that had been building up in Master You's heart burned fiercely once more.

"Since you looked down on me back then, treating me like trash, I'll prove to you just how heaven-defying this Nine Nether Supreme Corpse Refining Technique truly is! My path is not wrong!"

"snort!"

Master You snorted coldly, startling Ling'er and Han Feiyu.

Li Qingyi also perfectly timed her expression to look startled.

The three of them quickly turned around and saw a semi-transparent phantom of an old man appearing in the stone chamber.

Ling'er and Han Feiyu were shocked when they saw who it was.

The remnant soul of You Zhenren!

A terrifying pressure swept over the two of them, instantly turning their faces pale and making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

Li Qingyi was also startled.

With a wave of his hand, Master You threw Ling'er and Han Feiyu out of the stone chamber.

"For the sake of your master being Minghao, I won't hold it against a junior like you!"

His voice was icy, and the stone chamber door slammed shut.

Only Li Qingyi remained.

Han Feiyu was thrown around and felt dizzy and seeing stars. She finally managed to get up, rubbing the sore spots, but dared not say anything in anger.

"What did I do to deserve this? I didn't say anything! Why am I suffering this undeserved misfortune?"

Just then, the two who had been thrown out exchanged a glance.

They understood instantly!

Now I understand why Li Qingyi was praising this technique so effusively.

Han Feiyu could only mentally curse Li Qingyi for being cunning and untrustworthy, for not giving her a hint beforehand.

Inside the stone chamber, Master You stared intently at Li Qingyi.

Why do you want to learn this method?