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Immortal Palace of Eternal Life

Chapter 443: Twenty-Four Years 🌱

Published: March 3, 2025

CHAPTER 444: Twenty-Four Years

Therefore, even if there might be potential risks, the Jade Alchemy Hall must be established.

Resources for cultivation, such as Mind Nourishing Elixir, Mysterious Origin Pill, and Cold Star Liquid, consume a large number of spiritual stones each year. The pace of earning spiritual stones cannot be stopped.

On this day, Wu Chang visited again, bringing his son, who possessed a spiritual root.

“Uncle Liu, this is my son,” he said, gesturing to the young boy beside him after bowing.

He then tugged at the boy’s sleeve and admonished him in a low voice: “Quickly pay your respects!”

The boy was dressed in simple white clothes and appeared somewhat timid, but he was quite handsome. Hearing his father’s reprimand, he dared not hesitate and immediately bowed: “I am Wu Cheng'en, paying my respects to Uncle Liu.”

After saying this, the boy bent deeply and did not rise for a long time. Clearly, his father had instructed him well about the etiquette.

“Rise, no need for such formalities,” Liu Yu said casually, waving his hand. The boy slowly got up.

At this moment, Liu Yu carefully examined the boy. He did bear some resemblance to his father, though he was slightly more handsome.

At twelve years of age, he had already reached the qi refinement stage, so he certainly wasn't behind at the starting line.

However, standing in the hall with his head lowered, he appeared a bit unnatural, clearly lacking in confidence.

“I have an old friendship with your father, so there’s no need to be so formal.”

“When there are no outsiders, you may call me Shibo,” Liu Yu added.

“This is your first meeting, so take this medium-grade magical artifact as a means of self-defense,” Liu Yu said slowly, pulling out a medium-grade magical artifact from his storage bag, using a bit of magical power to float it toward the boy.

“Is this…”

Wu Cheng'en hesitated and looked at Wu Chang. After receiving a nod from his father, he accepted the magical artifact and bowed in gratitude: “Thank you for your gracious gift, Shibo!”

Liu Yu then casually asked Wu Cheng'en a few questions about basic cultivation knowledge. Based on his answers, it seemed his foundational knowledge was quite solid.

“Alright, you may leave now,” Liu Yu instructed. “I allow you, as a junior, to establish a cave dwelling for cultivation at the foot of Yunxia Mountain.”

“Remember, act with discretion; do not seek trouble, and cultivate diligently so as not to disappoint your father’s expectations.”

After asking a few questions, Liu Yu waved his hand.

“Yes, Shibo!”

Both father and son were filled with joy, though they did not dare to show it. Once they quietly exited, they exchanged a look filled with excitement.

For Wu Chang, his only son with a spiritual root carried his hopes for the immortal way.

He wished for his son to achieve the realms he had never reached himself.

Being able to cultivate at Yunxia Mountain meant Wu Cheng'en could be considered one of its people in the eyes of outsiders, gaining some reputation from a true disciple, which would make his path much smoother.

At this moment, Wu Chang felt deeply gratified, believing that all his hard work over the years had been worthwhile.

However, after the joy, looking at the evening glow in the sky, he felt an inexplicable sadness.

“Life is like this sunset, nearing its end,” he thought, an indescribable discomfort filling his heart.

The fleeting loneliness in his eyes quickly disappeared, and he forced a smile. Today was an important day for his son; he shouldn't let his feelings spoil it.

“Once you are at Yunxia Mountain, you must follow its rules, understand?”

“Although I am friends with Uncle Liu, if you break Yunxia Mountain’s rules, you will still face severe punishment. So remember not to violate the rules.”

“Also, you haven’t forgotten the cultivation points I mentioned yesterday, have you?”

“Do you understand these, Cheng'en?”

On their way down the mountain, Wu Chang stroked his beard, worry evident in his voice.