Longevity: Comprehending the Heart Method

“Ah—”

Zhuang Yuechan’s brow furrowed tightly as she let out a pained, miserable cry.

As a Nascent Soul Cultivator, the information and memories contained within Yushu’s Divine Soul could be described as a vast ocean. Zhuang Yuechan felt as if her Sea of Consciousness was about to burst.

Seeing that Zhuang Yuechan’s endurance had reached its limit, Yushu didn’t stop. Instead, she drew upon the Mana of Song Changsheng and the others even more vigorously, continuously accelerating the fusion process.

‘This is the last chance. I won’t give up, no matter what!’

“Argh—”

As the Mana in their bodies was rapidly drained, the auras of Song Changsheng and the other two grew increasingly faint. It was difficult for them to even speak.

If this continued, it would take less than a quarter of an hour for all their Mana to be drained, followed by their Spiritual Power, and then their Life Origin, until they were reduced to withered corpses.

‘Is this… how it ends?’ Song Changsheng’s eyelids felt as heavy as lead. His vision began to blur, and he didn’t know when he might slip into eternal darkness.

Suddenly, a crisp “KACHA” sound echoed by his ear, and the pressure on his body instantly vanished.

Song Changsheng’s thoughts had become slightly sluggish. It took him a moment to realize what had happened—the Restriction had been broken.

He struggled to lift his head and look at Zhuang Yuechan in the air, only to see Yushu’s Nascent Soul slowly descending toward the center of her forehead.

A jolt of horror shot through Song Changsheng. He knew that Yushu’s plan had reached its final stage. Once the Nascent Soul and Physical Body merged into one, Zhuang Yuechan would no longer be Zhuang Yuechan.

This was the final step, and also the most critical one.

Song Changsheng suddenly realized this was the best chance to save Zhuang Yuechan.

Zhuang Yuechan was, after all, only a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Her body was frail. A forced fusion with a Nascent Soul could cause her to explode and die at the slightest mishap—an outcome Yushu absolutely wanted to avoid. Therefore, she had focused all her attention on the process.

And because of that, the Restriction on Song Changsheng and the others had broken.

With her attention so highly concentrated, he only needed to apply the slightest external force to make all of Yushu’s efforts go to waste!

At this thought, Song Changsheng hurriedly took out the Recovery Pill that Luu Yuming had given him during the Purple Mansion Grand Ceremony. This Pill was said to have the ability to restore half of a Cultivator’s Mana in a short time.

He had never used it before and didn’t know its true effects, but right now, not a single drop of Mana remained in his body. His only option was to rely on this Pill for one last gamble!

The Pill was slightly bitter as it entered his mouth, but it quickly transformed into a stream of pure energy that flowed into his stomach. Mana finally began to surge once more within Song Changsheng’s withered Dantian.

“Purple Void Divine Fire!”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Song Changsheng swung his sword fingers. A purple Fire Dragon let out a roar and shot straight toward Yushu’s Nascent Soul.

He didn’t know what effect interrupting the fusion at this moment would have on Zhuang Yuechan. She might be severely injured, or she might even die.

But Song Changsheng knew that if he did nothing, Zhuang Yuechan would not only die, but her body would also be desecrated!

So he acted without hesitation.

“No—”

Watching the roaring Fire Dragon approach, Yushu, who had remained calm and composed until now, let out a piercing shriek. She never expected that Song Changsheng, whose Mana she had already drained dry, could actually launch a counter-attack—especially at such a critical moment.

HISS

The Purple Void Divine Fire was said to be able to incinerate all things in the world, and its power did not disappoint Song Changsheng. The Fire Dragon it formed opened its cavernous mouth and swallowed the Nascent Soul in mid-air. Amidst Yushu’s mournful wails and curses, it was burned to nothing.

Jade Rinse True Monarch, who once dominated the worlds of Gusu and the Lu Kingdom, had fallen at the hands of a mere “ant.”

If word of this got out, perhaps no one would believe it, but it had truly happened.

Five thousand years was an incredibly long time, long enough to have exhausted almost all of Yushu’s power. And yet, she had been so strong that even with only a sliver of strength remaining, she had nearly succeeded in being reborn in a new body.

If it hadn’t been Song Changsheng and his companions who came here, but rather the group from the Purple Cloud Pavilion she had initially chosen, she might have already succeeded by now.

But alas, life is full of surprises. Yushu was, in the end, only a person, not a god. It was impossible for her to have calculated everything down to the last detail.

A miss by an inch is a miss by a mile…

After incinerating Yushu’s Nascent Soul, Song Changsheng immediately destroyed the still-active altar. Zhuang Yuechan, who had been suspended in the air, instantly began to fall.

Song Changsheng quickly moved forward and caught her securely.

“Yuechan, Yuechan.”

He called her name softly a few times, but Zhuang Yuechan didn’t react at all. However, the steady rise and fall of her chest and the slight tremor of her brow showed that she was still alive.

Song Changsheng was overjoyed. A great weight was lifted from his heart. He quickly cast the Light of Resurgence to heal Zhuang Yuechan.

As a vast amount of Life Force poured into her body, Zhuang Yuechan’s breathing gradually evened out, and the trembling of her brow slowly subsided.

Seeing this, Song Changsheng took her slender, fair wrist and channeled a thread of Mana into her body, examining her condition thoroughly.

He found that not only was her life not in danger, but her condition was actually much better than his. She seemed perfectly normal in every way, but for some reason, she just wouldn’t wake up.

The thought of what Yushu had done just moments before cast a shadow over Song Changsheng’s heart.

He quickly had Zhuang Yuechan take a Pill to stabilize her Divine Sense. Then, he lifted her onto his back, secured her firmly with the Demon-Binding Rope, and said softly, “Don’t be afraid. I’ll take you back to our master. You’re going to be okay.”