Cultivation of immortality begins with an eighty-year-old eunuch.

Chapter 639 Enough! My master is a eunuch!

Imperial Advisor?

Chen Fan remained expressionless and said calmly, "Continue."

The Gu woman set down her jade cup, leaned forward slightly, and stared intently into Chen Fan's eyes with her dark green eyes. Her voice softened slightly as she said, "The position of Grand Preceptor is merely nominal. In reality, the cultivation resources of the thirty-seven tribes under the Gu King's command are at your disposal, including spiritual herbs, Gu worms, and secret techniques. If you are willing to leave, these things are within your grasp."

Chen Fan's heart stirred slightly, but his face remained expressionless.

Seeing that he had no reaction, the Gu woman's smile deepened.

She slowly stood up and walked to Chen Fan, the two of them no more than half a foot apart. The strange, ethereal fragrance became even stronger, wafting into her nostrils and causing her heart to flutter involuntarily.

She raised her slender hand, gently stroking a strand of hair at her temple, her voice so soft and alluring it seemed to drip with water: "Lord Chen, the Gu King also said that if you are willing to stay, I, this Gu maiden, can also be given to you. Although I am only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, in terms of appearance and cultivation, I may not be unworthy of Lord Chen. Women of the grasslands are not like the noble ladies of Zhao Kingdom. I can accompany Lord Chen in cultivating Gu techniques, comprehending the Great Dao together, and I can also..."

"Have you finished speaking?"

The Gu woman was slightly taken aback.

Chen Fan's voice remained calm and even, without the slightest ripple.

He took a step forward, walked past the Gu woman, and stood under the withered tree with his hands behind his back, gazing at the bright moon in the sky, his tone flat and devoid of any emotion:

"The conditions offered by the Gu King are indeed generous. The position of Imperial Advisor, the cultivation resources of thirty-seven tribes, and the company of such a peerless beauty as yourself—anyone else would surely be tempted. But do you know what kind of person I am?"

The Gu woman turned around and looked at Chen Fan's back, a hint of surprise flashing in her dark green eyes.

Chen Fan slowly turned around, his clean-shaven face appearing particularly aloof in the moonlight: "My family has a eunuch."

The Gu woman's expression froze for a moment.

"What use is a woman to a eunuch?" Chen Fan's tone remained calm, as if stating a simple fact.

The night wind on the grassland suddenly quieted down.

The pot of spiritual tea on the rattan table was still steaming, and the tea in the jade cup reflected the moonlight, shimmering in the light.

The Gu woman stood in front of the rattan table, her dark green eyes staring at Chen Fan for a long time. The calm and charming demeanor on her face gradually faded, replaced by an indescribable complexity.

She lived on the grasslands for hundreds of years, and as a Gu woman, she recruited countless talented people for the Gu King.

Her beauty was her usual tactic, and also her most effective one. Even those Nascent Soul stage monsters who prided themselves on their composure couldn't help but be slightly shaken in her presence.

But to her utter surprise, the eunuch's answer was so blunt that she was speechless.

The Gu woman remained silent for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.

The laughter had lost its previous gentleness, replaced by a genuine helplessness: "Consort Chen is indeed frank. I have lived on the grasslands for hundreds of years and have recruited countless heroes for the Gu King, but this is the first time I've encountered someone using their eunuch status as a shield. I admire you, I admire you."

Chen Fan didn't reply, but just looked at her quietly.

The moonlight shone on his fair, beardless face, revealing no expression.

The Gu woman suppressed her smile, downed the slightly cool tea in her jade cup, and her tone returned to seriousness: "Very well. Since Consort Chen is unwilling, I will not force him. However, I have already conveyed the Gu King's message: if Consort Chen ever changes his mind, the gates of Ten Thousand Gu City will always be open for you."

She took out a dark green insect-patterned token from her sleeve and casually tossed it to Chen Fan.

"This is the Gu King's Guest Elder Token. With this token, one can travel freely among the thirty-seven tribes of the grasslands without being harassed by any Gu cultivators. The Gu King said that regardless of whether Elder Chen ultimately chooses to stay, this gift will still stand."

Chen Fan took the token and glanced at it.

The front of the token is engraved with a golden Gu worm pattern that seems to be about to take flight, while the back is engraved with an ancient "Gu" character in Gu patterns.

It felt warm to the touch, with a faint trace of insect spirit energy flowing within it.

"Thank the Gu King on my behalf." He put the token into his sleeve, cupped his hands to the Gu woman, and turned to walk towards the City of Ten Thousand Gu.

The Gu woman stood there, watching the thin, bluish-gray figure gradually disappear into the moonlight, a complex emotion flashing in her dark green eyes.

There was a sense of regret at the failed recruitment attempt, but also a certain inexplicable appreciation.

She had lived for hundreds of years and seen countless heroes, but she had never met a eunuch as stubborn as Chen Fan before.

She gently shook her head, touched the grass with her bare feet, and disappeared silently as if blending into the night.

Chen Fan walked back towards Wan Gu City along the same route he had come from, his pace neither hurried nor slow.

Looking back, the Gu King really went to great lengths to win him over.

But in his eyes, these conditions were nothing more than a bunch of flashy but impractical bubbles.

You should know that the Gu King didn't value him as a person, but rather his alchemy skills.

Fifth-grade alchemists are extremely rare in the entire Tiannan Star. If the Gu King could recruit a fifth-grade alchemist to the grasslands, the overall strength of the grassland Gu cultivators would be immeasurably enhanced.

As for cultivation resources and peerless beauties, they are merely icing on the cake.

However, these were not the things Chen Fan wanted.

From the moment he emerged from the sealed land, his goal has never changed!

Especially now that the goal is about to be taken a step further, how could Chen Fan possibly give up!

This meant that no matter how generous the Gu King's offers were, they could not sway him in the slightest.

Moreover, he is now working for the eldest prince, Zhao Yan.

Although Zhao Yan was using him, he at least made a clear promise regarding the teleportation array!

This is what he really needs.

Compared to the Gu King's attempts to win him over, Zhao Yan's promise was a real opportunity.

As for the Gu woman's beauty, Chen Fan felt nothing at all.

He had been a eunuch in the palace for over sixty years; what kind of beautiful women hadn't he seen?

Which of those concubines vying for the emperor's favor in the harem wasn't a beauty of unparalleled grace?

Their methods are more subtle and ruthless than those of the Gu witches, and their schemes are more profound and unpredictable.

Having seen so much, I realize that appearances are nothing more than a shell.

That guest minister token, however, proved somewhat useful.

Holding this token allows him to travel freely among the thirty-seven tribes of the grasslands, meaning he doesn't have to worry about being harassed by Gu cultivators when gathering Illusionary Grass and Spirit-Devouring Flowers on the grasslands.

The Gu King wanted to use this token to curry favor with him, and he was happy to accept this favor.

Chen Fan gathered his thoughts and quickened his pace.

The outline of Wan Gu City was getting closer and closer in the distance, and the Gu patterns on the city walls glowed faintly in the night.

The city gates had long been closed, but a crack remained in the side gate for monks to pass through at night.

He slipped through the side door, followed the path he had taken, crossed two alleys, and quietly returned to his room in the inn.