Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone-Chapter 139: Fear of Death (Fourth Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 139: Chapter 139: Fear of Death (Fourth Update, Please Subscribe)

In the garden, a hundred flowers bloom, a faint fragrance drifts with a melancholic freshness.

Golden Core Ancestor asked, "Can you refine the Fourth-Grade Heaven Mending Qi?"

"No!"

Lu Xuanji directly responded, "To refine the Fourth-Grade Heaven Mending Qi, one requires the corpse of a Golden Core Demon Beast, and a Fourth-Grade Heaven Mending Cauldron. These two conditions cannot be met for now."

"What a pity!"

The Golden Core Ancestor expressed slight regret.

He took out a purple-golden gourd.

The gourd was purple-gold, over a foot tall, with a Yin Yang Tai Chi Diagram etched on its belly. As soon as the mouth of the gourd was opened, bursts of medicinal fragrance emanated.

Just smelling it once gave a feeling of intoxication.

"This gourd is called the Purple Gold Medicine Gourd. It is a Fourth-Grade Spiritual Treasure, with a Medicine Cultivation Array inscribed inside. If elixirs are stored inside, not only will their efficacy not decrease, but they can also be preserved for a longer period. The only drawback is that space is limited, at most it can store a hundred elixirs!"

The Golden Core Ancestor explained, introducing the effects of this Purple Gold Gourd.

Elixirs have a shelf life, Foundation Establishment Pill can be preserved for ten years, Pure Yang Pill for fifteen years, Purple Mansion Pill for twenty years, Nirvana Pill for thirty years.

If elixir robes and elixir patterns are arranged on the outside of the elixir, the shelf life can be extended.

But after a period, the efficacy of the elixir will dissipate, and it may even decay.

This is why some cultivators, upon entering the cave mansions of their predecessors, would find the elixirs decayed and foul-smelling when they opened the Dan Yang Bottles, making them no longer consumable.

Unless stored in a medicine nourishing gourd, specifically nurturing the elixir, it can be preserved for a longer time.

This Purple Gold Gourd is just such a Medicine Nourishing Gourd, elixirs stored inside can be preserved for two hundred years without decaying.

The space inside the Purple Gold Gourd is limited, able to store at most a hundred elixirs, low-grade elixirs have no chance of entering it, only precious ones can be stored inside.

...

"There’s nothing here, may I take my leave?"

At this time, Lu Xuanji spoke up.

"Leave?" The Golden Core Ancestor pondered, "Why not stay here for a while! Because of your Heaven Mending Qi, I only need thirty years to recover, I owe you a favor. I originally planned to compensate you with something, but you lack neither spirit stones nor elixirs, everything else is lacking!"

"Why not stay here and cultivate for a while?"

"I need thirty years to heal my injuries, with nothing else to do, I can just guide you a bit!"

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

Lu Xuanji worriedly said, "To require thirty years of recuperation to recover! Ancestor’s injuries are so severe!"

"Very severe!"

The Golden Core Ancestor said, "Back then, when the Blood Transformation Witch, the White Bone Demon Monarch, and the Zombie Demon Monarch attacked—three great Golden Core Demon Cultivators—I indeed repelled the enemies, but was injured; in the battle when I killed the White Tiger Demon King, I was injured again; during the Battle of Iron Ridge Pass, I was besieged by six Demon Kings and sneak attacked by the Golden Crow Demon King, I was already gravely injured!"

"Without the Soul Nourishing Pill, I could last at most two hundred years before passing away!"

"The situation is so dangerous!"

Lu Xuanji’s heart sank, his palms sweating.

When a powerful figure sneezes, small figures below suffer.

Initially thinking the Golden Core Ancestor was only slightly injured, yet the injuries were so severe.

"After taking the Heaven Mending Qi, the injuries have already healed more than seventy percent, the remaining thirty percent requires slow recuperation, needing about thirty years to fully recover!" The Golden Core Ancestor laughed, his smile extraordinarily bright: "You are my lucky star."

"If a demon cultivator were to strike when the Ancestor is heavily injured! The situation would not bode well!" Lu Xuanji worriedly said.

"No worries, they won’t!" The Golden Core Ancestor calmly stated, his tone very firm, "What is your view of Golden Core Cultivators?"

"This... I seek Ancestor’s guidance!"

Lu Xuanji said.

The Golden Core Ancestor said, "Golden Core Cultivators have a lifespan of over a thousand years, if they consume some longevity elixirs, living to one thousand two hundred years is no problem. Because of their long lifespan, they hold great power and enjoy the most extreme pleasures of the mortal world, thus they are extremely afraid of death. Immortal Dao Golden Core, Demon Dao Golden Core, and Demon Race Golden Core all share a common trait, they fear death!"

"Even I fear death!"

"Dying gloriously, fighting to the end, that’s for the lower-level cultivators. In the face of danger, Golden Core Cultivators run faster than anyone because they fear death. With no major conflicts of interest, Golden Core Cultivators rarely fight to the death with each other; even if they do, they will calculate whether the battle poses a risk of death!"

"When I returned gravely injured, according to the thoughts of lower-level cultivators, some enemies would seize the chance to surround and kill me while I’m weak, just as the saying goes ’strike when the iron is hot.’ But that’s just the thinking of lower-level cultivators, not Golden Core Cultivators."

"Golden Core Cultivators would ponder if it’s a trap, deliberate fishing; even if they were sure I’m severely injured, they’d think twice, what if I had trump cards and killing moves to trap them. Even if I had no trump card, no killing move—what if, when cornered, I self-destruct my Golden Core, dragging two or three Golden Core Cultivators down with me?"

"They won’t come, their fear of death exceeds your imagination."

The Golden Core Ancestor spoke calmly, showing no shame when talking about the fear of death.

He spoke as if it were an undeniable truth, justified and confident.

Listening, Lu Xuanji was speechless.

Golden Core Ancestors, shouldn’t they be resolute, indifferent to death?

Golden Core Ancestors, shouldn’t they be brave and fearless, each willing to sacrifice themselves?

Why is each more afraid of death than the other!

"Ancestor, aren’t you Golden Core Ancestors, how can you be so afraid of death, where is your invincible Daoxin?" Lu Xuanji couldn’t help but say.

"Invincible Daoxin!"

The Golden Core Ancestor laughed, saying: "That’s just what we old guys use to brag to youngsters like you. It’s a joke, don’t take it seriously. Being afraid of death isn’t shameful, living is everything. Demon Race prodigy Bai Ling’Er lost to you, and immediately fled, without entanglement!"

"Golden Crow Demon General Jin Yuan also lost to you, didn’t cling on, and immediately withdrew."

"They are also extremely afraid of death!"

"Not long ago, I received news, Bai Ling’Er has already become a Purple Mansion Demon Monarch, and Jin Yuan has also broken through to become a Purple Mansion Demon Monarch... Now can you still defeat them? Or, if at that time, for the so-called dignity of a prodigy, they fought to the death and didn’t retreat, eventually being killed by you... would they have the current achievements?"

The Golden Core Ancestor earnestly advised, speaking of a truth within the Cultivation Realm.

The victor is not the one who conquers, but the one who endures.

The Cultivation Realm has never pursued being invincible within the same realm, nor lifelong undefeated, but rather surviving.

Only by living, is there hope.

But she realized, Lu Xuanji was quite naive, headstrong.

Often fighting life and death battles for some illusory things, endlessly battling!

This is not good, not good at all.

In the Cultivation Realm, to live well, one must first learn to be selfish, abandoning some unnecessary illusions.