73: I choose option two.

Chen Xian was a bit overwhelmed.

"Old Uncle Wang, can the Immaculate Sacred Body really cultivate for longevity?"

Old Wang shook his head.

"I don't know. However, there are indeed such rumors. For immortal cultivators, although the Lifespan of the Immortal Emperor Realm can reach ten thousand years, there is ultimately a limit."

Old Wang's eyes narrowed.

He said in a raspy voice: "So, eternity and longevity are the ultimate goals pursued by almost everyone!"

"Especially for you, even if the Immaculate Sacred Body cannot cultivate for longevity, it is still the best vessel for Possession. Many old monsters whose Lifespan is nearing its end will frantically search for a Immaculate Sacred Body!"

"This is also why experts with the Immaculate Sacred Body almost always flash across the sky like a night-blooming cereus. In the end, they all become Materials for those old monsters to extend their lives!"

"Young Lord, do you now understand the Master's painstaking efforts back then?"

Hearing this, Chen Xian nodded numbly.

He was already breaking out in a cold sweat.

He finally understood why his Cheap Old Father had sealed his Meridians without hesitation.

Because as long as he cultivated, the fact that he possessed the Immaculate Sacred Body would eventually be exposed.

At that time, endless trouble would come knocking on his door!

"Then what should I do now?"

Old Wang coughed.

He held up two fingers.

"Back then, Old Man Yuan also calculated this situation and found two paths to survival for you!"

"Which two?"

Chen Xian asked anxiously.

He felt like a fish out of water.

He desperately hoped for a way to survive.

Having transmigrated here and awakened his Golden Finger.

If he died here, it would be a huge loss for Chen Xian.

Old Wang said gloomily.

"The first path. Take you to the Medicine God Valley, use the Spirit-Hiding Needle to Seal you in a state of suspended animation, and at the same time Seal the Immaculate Sacred Body within you again. A hundred years later, awaken you to live as an ordinary person..."

Before he could finish.

Chen Xian suddenly stood up from his stool.

"How many years?"

"It takes a hundred years to extract the Immaculate Sacred Body?"

Old Wang rolled his eyes at him.

"Do you think a sacred body can be extracted just like that? The risks involved are infinite, requiring the right time, place, and people. A hundred years is considered fast!"

Hearing this, Chen Xian's heart went cold!

Not to mention whether the extraction of the Immaculate Sacred Body would be successful after a hundred years, just in these hundred years, he wouldn't be able to fulfill his promise to the Fearless Sword Saint.

He would likely suffer from great Karma and be obliterated into nothingness.

Could he still expect to come out and live a normal life as an ordinary person?

"Then what about the second path?"

Chen Xian asked impatiently.

"Cultivate! Become stronger!"

Old Wang looked at Chen Xian and said seriously: "Although I've always thought Old Man Yuan was an unscrupulous charlatan, he does have some skill!"

"The eight words he gave you: A mediocre person in times of peace, a great calamity in times of chaos!"

"If you cannot be a mediocre person in a peaceful world, then you can only become an existence so fierce that no one dares to even think about taking your Immaculate Sacred Body."

Hearing this, Chen Xian was shaken.

He subconsciously said: "I suppose my old man had the same idea?"

Old Wang said with a bitter smile: "The Master fought on the battlefield for many years and was known as a Match for Ten Thousand Men. Naturally, he hoped you wouldn't weaken the Chen family's reputation, but because you are his only son, he hoped more for your safety."

"This internal conflict lasted until he left this world!"

"We old fellows thought we wouldn't need to take action in this lifetime, quietly watching you live out your life, but we didn't expect you, Young Lord, to still step onto the path of immortal cultivation."

Although Old Wang spoke of danger, Chen Xian could feel that he was gratified.

Even joyful.

"Young Lord, which path do you choose?"

Chen Xian said seriously: "The second one. My life is not up to me, but it's not up to heaven either!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

A clap of thunder exploded in the sky.

Then, torrential rain began to pour outside.

Old Wang looked at the rain outside and took a puff of his pipe.

"Good. In that case, this household slave will give the Young Lord a little gift!"

As he spoke, he took out a long cloth bundle from the stove pit next to the kitchen.

Seeing this, Chen Xian subconsciously asked: "What is this?"

"A few swords I collected in the past. Since you are a Sword Cultivator, Young Lord, I'll give these swords to you."

Chen Xian didn't think much of it at first.

He thought that whatever was wrapped in a stove pit couldn't be a good sword.

But after seeing these swords.

The expression on Chen Xian's face instantly froze.

"Are these all Heaven Rank swords?"

Old Wang shrugged.

"I thought cutting meat was too much trouble with them. I'm giving them to you."

"Just right, you can also open that sword casket now."

As soon as these words were spoken.

Stormy waves surged in Chen Xian's heart.

At the same time, a trace of wariness arose.

His sword casket.

He had obtained it through the System's information when he first arrived, and he had told almost no one about it.

How did this Old Wang know?

Although he knew Old Wang had good intentions now, a shadow of doubt remained in his heart.

After all, one should never harbor intent to harm others, but one must always guard against being harmed.

Old Wang also seemed to understand Chen Xian's sensitivity.

He quickly waved his hand and said: "Young Lord, don't worry. Although I don't know how you've started making progress recently, we won't snatch your secrets or your Luck!"

"The reason we household slaves left behind by the Master are still in Jubei City is only for you!"

"If you are safe, Jubei City is safe."

"If you are not safe, there is no need for this city to exist."

These words made the doubts in Chen Xian's heart vanish.

He even felt a bit guilty; he shouldn't have doubted him.

If he wanted to do something to him, he probably would have done it long ago.

Why wait until now?

Especially since the Moon Demon was also killed by him.

"I've wronged you. But I have one last question!"

"Please speak, Young Lord!"

"You, and my father and those people, just how strong are you all?"

"The Moon Demon said you are in the Quasi-Emperor Realm, is that true?"

Old Wang nodded.

"Yes. As for how strong the Master and the others are, I'm afraid the Young Lord will have to explore that for himself. If you have the ability to walk out of Jubei City and make a name for yourself in the Imperial City and the entire North Continent."

"Then you will naturally know how strong they are."

After Old Wang finished speaking, he said with a sigh of relief: "Young Lord, since you chose the second path, it's destined not to be smooth sailing. I will leave Jubei City, and you will truly be fighting alone."

"I hope that the next time we meet, the Young Lord will have become even stronger!"

After Old Wang finished speaking.

He stepped out of the small kitchen in the backyard.

And the moment he stepped out.

The light rain in the sky suddenly stopped.

Chen Xian rubbed his eyes.

He found that Old Wang's figure had already disappeared into the night.

It was as if everything had never happened!"