Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter-Chapter 402 - 148: Strands of White Hair Grow on the Demon Blade, Youthful Heroic Spirit Provokes Annoyance
[Heavenly Smell], [Measuring Land], these are the two secret techniques Li Yuan had encountered, and also the pinnacle endlessly pursued by Weapon Forgers yet seemingly unattainable.
The former borrows the sun of heaven, the latter borrows the shade of earth.
It seems that only by connecting heaven and earth can a weapon be forged that surpasses the spiritual artifact itself.
Li Yuan never imagined there would be a third path.
But now, this path lies right in front of him.
[Life Devourer].
To fulfill a weapon with the life of a Weapon Forger.
Li Yuan had heard of this before crossing over, like Gan Jiang and Mo Ye were forged this way...
Moreover, this could be considered an evil secret technique that is destined to be lost, coupled with the Ghost Hammer serving as an Evil Ghost Tool, it’s unlikely even three generations would last, after all... to use an Evil Ghost Tool one must either sacrifice themselves or at least be Sixth Grade.
Weapon Forgers are extremely difficult to cultivate, and once cultivated, one must use their life to forge weapons...
With such harsh conditions, no wonder this [Life Devourer] secret technique would be so incomplete and left in a corner to gather dust.
If it didn’t provide some top-notch ideas and possessed certain reference value, it would have long been discarded.
But even so, being stored here is equivalent to being discarded...
Li Yuan took the book and left the room, then locked it again, climbed up the vine, tossed the large key back to Xiang Qingyu, then shook the book in his hand, saying, "Borrowed a book to read, is that okay?"
Xiang Qingyu replied, "Brother Li, take it, the stuff in that tree hole is all about to be abandoned, perhaps in a few years, a decade, a big batch will be cleared out."
Li Yuan suddenly asked, "Once cleared out, where will they be thrown?"
Xiang Qingyu raised her head in surprise, exclaiming, "Not possible, Brother Li... not possible!"
Li Yuan laughed and said, "I just feel these ancient things are a pity to be thrown away, so I wanted to have a look."
Xiang Qingyu said, "They’re all buried, box after box buried. And, Brother Li, I assure you, there’s nothing you can use in those buried boxes."
Li Yuan thought for a moment, still asking, "Where are they buried?"
Xiang Qingyu hesitated for a while, then wrung her pale yellow skirt in her hands, her eyes darting about, then lowered her voice, "Really want to go?"
Li Yuan asked, "Afraid, huh?"
Xiang Qingyu snorted, her voice raised a few decibels, "Who says I’m afraid?! Wait until tonight, I’ll take you, Brother Li."
Then she muttered, "They never said buried things can’t be dug."
"Thanks, Miss Xiang," Li Yuan said.
Xiang Qingyu put her hands on her hips, looking quite righteous, "Hah, it’s nothing."
Then she held up three fingers, whispering, "Three o’clock, beneath the vine."
Li Yuan nodded and said, "Alright, three o’clock."
When it was three o’clock.
Li Yuan quietly got up from the bed, tucked the quilt in for Cui Huayin, then quickly left the house, heading for the agreed-upon location.
Xiang Qingyu had already changed into gray clothes, sneakily crouched under a large tree, holding two large iron shovels in her hands, waving when she saw Li Yuan.
Li Yuan ran over.
Xiang Qingyu threw him an iron shovel.
Li Yuan caught it in silence, though he indeed planned to dig together, thinking that if he were Xiang Qingyu, he definitely wouldn’t do so...
Nevertheless, this girl’s actions now didn’t make him dislike her, rather gave a sense of straightforward goodwill.
Before crossing, he read some stories where characters like Miss Xiang wait to be outdone, the underdog brought out to face off...
However, he felt this little underdog was quite good, after all, he wasn’t any protagonist, lacked ambition yet hoped to grow stronger; devoid of great compassion, yet felt sympathy; hadn’t planned any earth-shattering feats, yet wanted to live as well as possible...
His type was just a background character.
No wonder background characters and little underdogs don’t become enemies.
Li Yuan happily carried the shovel to dig soil.
Xiang Qingyu was evidently a pampered, untamed young lady who hadn’t done such work before, initially nervous, but soon grew excited, muttering, "They buried it quite deep..."
Li Yuan replied, "Normal."
After two incense sticks’ time, torches closed in from the surroundings.
The guards patrolling the Triple Gate approached, their originally wary expressions turning respectful.
"Master Li!"
"Miss Xiang!"
"You... this is..."
Xiang Qingyu, hands on hips, demanded, "Knowing we’re busy, you still ask?! Running over like that, trying to scare me? I’m telling you, dare to spill, I’ll cut your tongue out!!"
Li Yuan had mingled with elders, patriarchs, ancestors, sect leaders and such people for a long time, rarely hearing such rhetoric, he felt amused, yet said, "Miss Xiang, if you can’t speak well, speak less."
Xiang Qingyu fiercely glared at the guard, then obediently retreated behind Li Yuan, whispering, "My dad said the same to me."
Seeing the guard’s awkward expression, Li Yuan said, "Not forcing you to be difficult, I’ll explain to Hall Master Jing tomorrow, for tonight, we’ll leave."
The Vine Pavilion belonged to Jing Baikou’s jurisdiction, thus... the guards were naturally from the Jing System of the Xiang Family.
The guard repeatedly thanked, "Thank you, Master Li, thank you!!"
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Next day.
Li Yuan found Jing Baikou, and proposed, under the guise of "pursuing stronger Weapon Casting Skills," wanting to dig up the underground discarded items to observe.
Jing Baikou was stunned for a while, truly puzzled over what Master Li sought in that junk, but readily agreed, then sent guards to assist Li Yuan in digging.
