System Bestows me with Immortality, Living on to Eventually Become Invincible-Chapter 69 – Where is the spirited Ji Kun

"Hey Bull, take care of the spiritual herbs."

Chen Xun called out, pulling out a small booklet. "I'm going to start customizing our cultivation plan. There's no end to learning, haha!"

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They hadn't even started on basic spells, formations, or talisman writing yet. Most importantly, they didn't have a Foundation Establishment cultivation method. They'd have to get one eventually.

"Moo~" Black Bull responded nonchalantly, as if it was a piece of cake.

Chen Xun buried the restriction token at the entrance of Huiquan Stream to prevent any unwanted intrusions. Better safe than sorry.

"But our Foundation Establishment Pill can actually enhance our cultivation. It's incredible. If we had the right cultivation method, we and Bull would have soared to the heavens by now."

"Damn it, we can't just eat these pills recklessly. Without the correct cultivation method, the pure medicinal power almost burst several of our meridians."

"Luckily, we added some defenses, or it could have been disastrous. We can't mess around like this anymore. We're not at the level where we can create our own cultivation methods..."

Chen Xun thought to himself. Their Foundation Establishment Pill was already precious, far surpassing those that merely enhanced cultivation. "I just wonder how far it can enhance us. It would be great if it could keep enhancing us indefinitely..."

He looked up at the sky. The formation was still operating, but it no longer probed them. He still felt a bit uneasy.

"No rush. Some things shouldn't be exposed easily. We'll observe slowly."

Chen Xun's lips curled into a slight smile as he returned his gaze to the booklet, finding great interest in the "Basic Five Elements Escape Technique."

These rare spiritual herbs didn't need to be nurtured by the Water Spirit Decision every day, but the consumption was enormous. Just nurturing a hundred herbs once consumed a small portion of their mana, but it would last for years.

And this was just with controlled use of the Water Spirit Decision. If used at full power, the strange spiritual qi in the water would be enough for these herbs to grow well for over a decade.

Black Bull had tried using just a layer of the Water Spirit Decision to nurture the herbs, but they didn't respond at all. It was like pouring ordinary water on them. Over time, the medicinal power would dissipate, and they would wither. After all, this wasn't their natural growing environment.

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However, the strange spiritual qi in the Water Spirit Decision was very different from the spiritual qi of heaven and earth. Chen Xun was quite sensitive to small spells, but now wasn't the time to study it in depth.

They each got busy, preparing to properly develop Huiquan Stream, as it was a place they would stay for hundreds of years, and they couldn't afford to be careless.

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Time flew by, and a month later, Chen Xun led Black Bull out of the herb garden. Numerous probes came their way, but once they left the formation, the senior brothers on both sides no longer investigated them.

The once-every-twenty-years trip to Nandou Mountain was about to begin. Every year, the Five Aggregates Sect welcomed many new disciples, and many elders quietly left the mountain.

They would always glance back at each other unintentionally, one full of youthful vigor, the other heavy with age. The elders seemed to see their younger selves, while the young ones felt even more determined not to end up like that in their old age.

The mountain range was filled with many cave abodes and wooden huts of Qi cultivation phase disciples. An old man who had just turned sixty sat inside one of these huts, packing his belongings.

His temples were slightly graying, but he was still quite robust, with bright eyes. Though his face bore the marks of time, it was clear he had been a handsome man in his youth. This was Ji Kun.

His vitality hadn't declined yet. Most at the tenth level of Qi cultivation phase could live to a hundred, quite different from ordinary people. He still didn't want to give up, and he planned to go on this year's trip to Nandou Mountain.

The sect had relaxed the rules for experienced disciples like him, and Ji Kun was unsurprisingly on the list.

Knock, knock.

A series of knocks sounded from outside. Ji Kun frowned slightly, a flash of caution in his heart. The trip to Nandou Mountain was imminent; he hoped nothing would go wrong.

He slowly got up and went to open the door. When he saw who was standing there, he was so shocked he stood there like a wooden statue.

In his eyes was a smiling face, identical to the one he had seen years ago on the flying boat, full of ambition, unchanged.

"Chen... Uncle-Master." Ji Kun bowed his head with a bitter smile. The youthful appearance meant he had successfully reached Foundation Establishment.

He had heard that breaking through to a new realm could greatly extend one's lifespan, allowing one to regain youth or maintain their appearance, depending on one's state of mind.

Time had passed, and it seemed Junior Brother Chen was doing well, not ending up as miserable as he had.

A wave of bitter memories flowed through his heart. His own failures were painful, but others' successes were even more heart-wrenching. Ji Kun's back seemed to bend even lower.

They had long grown distant, now carrying a sense of unfamiliarity.

The distant mountains and nearby peaks were shrouded in mist. Looking around, it seemed like countless moths fluttered in the sky, turning the world gray and white. The first snow of the Jade Bamboo Range silently blanketed everything.

"Ji Kun..." Chen Xun seemed to hesitate for a long time before calling out his name.

"Haha, it's an honor for Uncle-Master Chen to visit my humble abode," Ji Kun said with a smile, though he had lost much of his former sharpness and had become more smooth and tactful. "Please, come in."

The cold wind blew, making the nearly broken door creak and sway. Chen Xun nodded lightly and walked in.

The entire house was bare, with only a bed and a table and chair, all quite old, much like Ji Kun himself.

"May I ask why Uncle-Master Chen has come..."

Ji Kun bowed respectfully, hesitating to speak. The cold wind lifted strands of his graying hair. The house was drafty.

"To see an old friend," Chen Xun said calmly, looking around without meeting Ji Kun's eyes.

Ji Kun was shocked, remaining silent for a long time before forcing a smile. "It's an honor for Ji Kun to be considered a friend by Uncle-Master Chen."

Chen Xun slowly turned to look at Ji Kun, whose face still bore a bitter, ingratiating smile, his eyes constantly avoiding Chen Xun's gaze.

"These years, I've heard you've had a hard time at the Steward Hall."

"Uncle-Master Chen, you're too kind. It's been so many years," Ji Kun said slowly, bowing his head. The blue-gray robe he wore was now glaringly conspicuous.

Though he was right in front of him, he felt unreachable. He and Chen Xun were no longer in the same world.

"Didn't you ever think of coming to find me?"

"I know my limitations. I didn't want to trouble Uncle-Master Chen..."

"Ji Kun!" Chen Xun suddenly roared, startling Black Bull outside, who shivered and trembled.

Ji Kun stood there with a tragic smile, wrinkles gathering at the corners of his eyes. The snowy wind seemed to blow more fiercely, brushing against his time-worn face.

"Ji Kun, have you really fallen this far?"

Chen Xun frowned, his chest heaving slightly, anger rising within him. "Where's your spirit? I have to tell you, back on the Azure Cliff Eagle, I was already annoyed with you!"

"Moo!" Black Bull also roared from behind, remembering how Ji Kun had ignored them back on the Azure Cliff Eagle.

Ji Kun felt even more sorrowful. So, they had come to humiliate him. He said, "Uncle-Master Chen, please forgive me. I..."

"Shut up!" Chen Xun shouted angrily, his robe fluttering without wind. A surge of mana burst forth, making the dilapidated wooden hut even more chaotic, as if it might collapse.

Ji Kun was blown back by the gust, his hair in disarray, slamming into the wall with a muffled groan.

His expression gradually turned angry. "Uncle-Master Chen, why do you need to humiliate me? I'm already in this state, what more do you want!"

Whoosh!

Chen Xun's face grew even more furious. He moved swiftly, grabbing Ji Kun's robe and shouting, "The Ji Senior Brother I knew back then wasn't like this! He was like an elder brother! Not this spiritless person!"

Black Bull's pupils contracted. In all these years, he had never seen Chen Xun so angry.

"Hahaha..."

Ji Kun laughed, his body trembling, his eyes reddening, laughing with a deep sense of sorrow. Where was the spirited Ji Kun? He was just a country bumpkin in the world of immortals.