Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter-Chapter 394 - 146: Map of All Under Heaven, Western Pole Ice Race, Harvest Withdrawal
An hour later, this intensity almost took on a tangible form.
Li Yuan took a sip, and it felt just like a regular person drinking strong liquor, a heady sensation.
Jing Shuixiang saw him drinking, and approached with a worried expression.
Li Yuan took out a long flute, glanced around, grabbed the wine jar, and lightly ascended to the rooftop.
The glazed tiles on the roof shimmered under the warm winter sun.
With a broad view, one’s heart could feel lighter as well.
Li Yuan drank half the jar, and in his drunken haze, brought the flute to his lips and played a tune called "Longing."
This was an original flute score of this world, expressing a faint sense of longing for home...
The melodious and mournful music spread out, so far that everyone in the Jing family could hear it.
Jing Shuixiang silently sat beside him.
When Li Yuan finished his tune, he looked at his wife beside him and, smiling drunkenly, said, "Xiang King, it was you who taught me to play the flute back then..."
Jing Shuixiang paused at the mention of the title "Xiang King," but she only said, "Husband, you’re drunk."
Li Yuan noticed she still didn’t mention "Xiang King" nor did she explain why she was so humble, so he nodded, glanced at the "800 (950)~850 (1000)" next to her, and replied with a smile, "Hmm, drunk."
He rested his head on Jing Shuixiang’s lap and gradually drifted into sleep.
He had some small guesses about this wife of his.
At that moment, Jing Shuixiang looked down at Li Yuan with a complex expression, but her demeanor no longer seemed as humble and downtrodden, appearing almost healed...
"One year and sixteen days..." she murmured softly.
Li Yuan, eyes closed, responded, "Yes."
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...
Several days later.
Because of Li Yuan’s special status and his acquaintance with the high-level members of the Divine Wood Hall, alongside several missions and years of stationing here, he effortlessly opened new "privileges."
He gained the qualification to browse the information library of the Divine Wood Hall.
This library held a significant amount of data from the Divine Wood Hall, although not the deepest secrets, yet only very few were allowed to consult it, and among these were not even Inner Sect disciples like Yan Mu, nor could Princess Consort Yin from the Cui family access it.
But Li Yuan was allowed to step into this aerial pavilion woven from wooden vines.
The pavilion was vast, filled with the atmosphere of a fairytale world, like "entering a cloud vine."
Knotted ancient roots twined and spiraled at the base, each as thick as an elephant’s leg, with hanging aerial roots falling from the sky, while the vine house suspended a hundred meters high looked majestic against the backdrop of the sky.
There were no stairs; to ascend, one could only use body skills.
But for those eligible to go upstairs, this was no issue at all.
Li Yuan gracefully entered a wooden building.
And this was another reason he stayed at the Divine Wood Hall.
What is important in this world?
If Li Yuan were to answer, one of the items would certainly be information.
Before, when he was in Shanbao County, he racked his brain trying to understand this world, yet could only grasp bits and pieces without reaching a certain level of understanding. Now... he had the opportunity.
He could move to Cloud Mountain Path, but before going to that barren place, he had to learn as much as possible about this world.
As for Yan Yu, he had now eased his initial concerns.
Because there was a special connection between him and Yan Yu, which was the daily increment of Points.
As long as the Points continued to increase, then... nothing had happened to Yan Yu.
"What does Master Li wish to read?"
A voice elderly yet kind echoed.
Li Yuan glanced over and saw a white-haired elder standing at the entrance of the vine building.
This was the caretaker of this place.
And next to this caretaker floated characters like "45 (815)~300 (845)."
Evidently, this was just a caretaker, not some "hidden expert" or "mysterious monk."
"Elder Mu, I want to see information regarding Forged Soldiers."
Li Yuan knew beforehand that this caretaker was an Elder from the Mu family, who had no hope of breaking through to the Fifth Grade and was nearing the end of his life, and observing the information, it was indeed a sign of declining vitality.
Clearly once a strong Sixth Grade warrior, but now typically only left with Ninth Grade strength, and even after an outburst, barely reaching Seventh Grade strength, truly in his twilight years, near death.
Li Yuan offered a respectful title, then fabricated a "purpose that aligned with his logic."
"Forged Soldiers, huh..."
The caretaker known as Elder Mu pondered, "On the third floor of the Vine Pavilion, there is information Master Li wants. However, this information may not exceed what Master Li already knows..."
"Elder Mu, you’re too kind, what ability does someone like me, Li Yuan, have?
It’s merely good fortune that allowed me to learn a craft.
But this craft, at best, just barely competent.
To be honest, I’m just an ordinary blacksmith."
Li Yuan let out a bitter smile, his nature was stable, and his spiritual artifact forging success rate was very high, but he remained mediocre, incapable of comparing to Master Gong and Master Zhu.
Those two rarely handled things personally, and even refused to forge Seventh Grade Weapons, lest it disrupt their touch.
Previously, Li Yuan, in hidden wealth accumulation, forged an uncountable number of Seventh Grade Weapons.
Of course, the wealth smoothly transferred to Cloud Mountain Path, forming the economic foundation for establishing a strong force there.
Yet, gain comes with loss.
Li Yuan secretly amassed considerable funds, and through massive forging of spiritual artifacts, blended seamlessly within the Divine Wood Hall, in harmony up and down, and few would mock or speak ill of him... but as a result, he temporarily lost the chance to forge stronger spiritual artifacts.
Perhaps the Divine Wood Hall also realized this issue, hence advising him to refrain from forging spiritual artifacts for a while, to restore his touch.
