Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement

Chapter 551: Chapter 266: A Flaw in a Perfect Plan (Part 3)

I shouldn’t have called over the White-winged Roc.

The White-winged Roc’s straight body bent slightly, resembling a bird eyeing food on the ground.

"Step back!"

Seeing the White-headed Eagle King still hesitant to look over here, the old hall master commanded.

The White-winged Roc had no complaints, spread its wings, and swiftly disappeared from everyone’s sight.

After it left, the White-headed Eagle King finally felt the oppressive force vanish and dared to lift its head to look at everyone in the ancient city.

"Sorry for the embarrassment, Elder."

Jiang Feng said awkwardly.

This White-headed Eagle King was the same one that clawed the Python King to death that day. It bore grudges, and after Jiang Feng snatched the Snake Gallbladder away, it remembered him.

Upon discovering Jiang Feng residing in Sword Casting City, it seized opportunities to ambush him several times. As soon as Jiang Feng drew the Dragon Bone Bow, it, like moments ago, was frightened mid-air.

Jiang Feng intended to kill it with an arrow.

Unexpectedly, this creature was both insidious and cowardly; in order to save its life, it willingly became Jiang Feng’s Spirit Pet. Jiang Feng thought that if he ever faced off against the Saintess and others, having a fast-running Spirit Pet might increase his odds of success, so he kept it.

Thus, today’s scene unfolded.

"I wouldn’t dare."

The old hall master quickly clasped his hands together and smiled: "Since Mr. Chu plans to first return to the Blood Domain, I wonder if, after completing your tasks there, you’d consider accepting an invitation from the Mad Blade Martial Arts Hall. If staying in Central Earth doesn’t suit you, you can remain in the Blood Domain and refine elixirs for the disciples of the Mad Blade Martial Arts Hall. The pay is three times the normal rate."

The old hall master was earnestly seeking talent.

"If I were to become a tributor, I would consider your Mad Blade Martial Arts Hall first."

Jiang Feng said tactfully.

The old hall master naturally knew that Jiang Feng was declining, but he saw that Jiang Feng was different from other alchemists, with great potential. If he returned to the Blood Domain and was recruited by opposing forces, it would pose a significant threat to the Mad Blade Martial Arts Hall.

Thus, he wouldn’t give up securing Jiang Feng today.

So he continued: "If you join the Mad Blade Martial Arts Hall, I can offer you a sword manual obtained here two hundred years ago. The manual has thirteen levels, and I can first give you the first four levels to read; every thirty years thereafter, I’ll split and hand over the remaining manual in three parts—what do you think of this arrangement?"

"Oh!"

Jiang Feng’s mouth formed an ’O’.

The sword manual from Sword Casting City must indeed be extraordinary.

However, he knew the old hall master wanted to use this method to keep him. The thirteen-level manual required at least ninety years at the Mad Blade Martial Arts Hall to obtain the complete manual.

What if during this long time, his identity was exposed?

Moreover, an incomplete manual might not be recorded into his panel, preventing Jiang Feng from practicing.

Risking so much for a sword manual wasn’t worth it.

If the manual truly wasn’t simple, Jiang Feng didn’t need to rush; once powerful in the future, and when the old hall master had passed, he could likely borrow it without challenge from the Mad Blade Martial Arts Hall.

Therefore, he said again: "My ambition doesn’t lie in cultivation, but to spend all my time on alchemy, so I apologize!"

The old hall master’s expression froze.

Jiang Feng declined him again.

"Your ambition is great, I was presumptuous. On behalf of the Mad Blade Martial Arts Hall, I wish you ever greater success."

Inside, the old hall master felt quite uncomfortable. But having lived two to three hundred years, he was also a wise fox, skillfully attempting to build relations with Jiang Feng.

He understood that deep attachment to one pursuit often led to success. Jiang Feng focusing on alchemy might someday become a true alchemy master, creating elixirs of upper or even superior quality.

"Thank you."

Jiang Feng clasped his fists toward the old hall master, then tidied up the stone house’s items, stored the tripod furnace at the entrance into his space ring, and sat on the White-headed Eagle King’s back.

He said to the old hall master: "I’ll take my leave; until we meet again in the Blood Domain."

"Safe travels, Sir."

The old hall master looked despondent, knowing he couldn’t keep Jiang Feng.

"Sir, aren’t you going to check out the Dragon Capital?"

The Saintess asked.

"I’ll see it some other time."

Jiang Feng smiled slightly.

Then he controlled the White-headed Eagle King to lift off.

"Farewell, Sir."

The old hall master and the Saintess watched Jiang Feng depart, flying toward the forest’s edge.

"Master, why did Mr. Chu leave in such a hurry?"

Once Jiang Feng had completely vanished, the Saintess asked in confusion.

"In a hurry?"

The old hall master hesitated; the words ’in a hurry’ felt awkward, yet for the moment, he didn’t find an issue, casually responding: "Perhaps fearing more invitations from me, unsure how to decline."

"No, I think, shouldn’t he have checked out the Dragon Capital Underground Palace?"

The Saintess shook her head, feeling puzzled.

"He might have been there already and found it unimpressive..."

The old hall master began to explain but was taken aback halfway through.

"You’re right, he did leave in rather a hurry."

The old hall master spoke with furrowed brows.

"Could we be overthinking this? Maybe having stayed a long time here, he’s simply unaware of the Underground Palace matters."

The Saintess pondered with some dilemma.

"Perhaps!"

The old hall master couldn’t reach a concrete explanation, though knowing Jiang Feng was eager to leave, he couldn’t associate him with the person they sought.

"He might be used to solitude, not keen on interactions, which might be why he built only a stone house, clueless about entertaining visitors."

The Saintess remarked, looking at the stone house.

The old hall master’s curiosity piqued; he scrutinized the stone house closely, increasingly sensing something amiss, and couldn’t help entering the stone house.

His frown deepened.

After exiting, he said: "Do you feel this stone house resembles the one on White Tiger Mountain, as if crafted by the same person?"

"Ah?"

The Saintess paused.

Then she widened her eyes, inspecting the surroundings of the stone house, took a spin inside, and upon exiting, exclaimed: "This was built by Jiang Feng."