Zhao Sheng didn't say much. He took out a Beast Skin Book from his sleeve and solemnly handed it to the white-haired old lady.

Chen Ming also heard Old Zhao bragging about its wonders and had been extremely curious, so he immediately began to browse it thoroughly upon receiving it.

In an instant, his expression became incredibly captivated, his spirit forgetting everything, and he was completely absorbed in the countless intricate and profound principles of the Elixir Path Scripture.

Zhao Yuedu found this unremarkable, as he too had been similarly obsessed on his first reading of the Elixir Scripture.

"By the way, Mr. Chen, could you share a few more jars of your 'Hundred-year-old Wine' with me? I'll trade you some treasures for it." At this moment, Zhao Yuedu suddenly leaned closer and asked with a smile.

"Taoist Zhao, don't be so formal. It's merely Hundred-year-old Wine. I'll give you ten jars." Zhao Sheng waved his hand and spoke generously.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuedu's face broke into a wide smile.

But before he could finish smiling, Zhao Sheng's next words made the corners of his mouth twitch:

"You'll just need to exchange a hundred stones of 'Nine Yang Spirit Rice' for it."

This Nine Yang Spirit Rice is a top-grade spirit rice specially cultivated by the Zhao family using their secret Life Fire Divine Ability.

The spirit rice matures only once every thirty years, and its yield per acre is extremely low. A single stone of Nine Yang Spirit Rice can be exchanged for a Foundation Establishment Pill, showcasing its high value.

Zhao Sheng watched Zhao Yuedu's painful expression and couldn't help but secretly chuckle.

"This Hundred-year-old Wine is too expensive. Fine! A hundred stones it is! Since it's a trade for Mr. Chen, I don't mind."

Zhao Yuedu, being wise with age, naturally realized Zhao Sheng was teasing him but was amused to play along, purposely displaying a very distressed look.

Zhao Sheng saw this and his smile grew wider. Suddenly, he waved his hand, and a Storage Bag flew from his sleeve into Zhao Yuedu's hand.

Zhao Yuedu opened it and was immediately stunned, hesitantly asking, "Why is there…"

"Consider the extra five jars of Hundred-year-old Wine as a gift to you. As for the treasures within… I intend to use them to request something from Taoist Zhao." Zhao Sheng nodded and said.

"Mr. Chen, what exactly do you wish to exchange for?" Zhao Yuedu tightly grabbed the Storage Bag and asked solemnly.

Upon seeing the mountain of treasures inside the Storage Bag, he fully understood that the forthcoming request would be extraordinary.

"You've likely noticed that my aura fluctuates weakly and strongly, unusually unstable. To be honest, my body suffered severe damage in the past, injuring my foundation, hindering my cultivation from progressing." Zhao Sheng gazed at his counterpart's face and slowly spoke.

After hearing this, Zhao Yuedu's face showed no surprise but rather a look of realization, as if a long-standing confusion had finally found a reasonable answer.

For Zhao Sheng's "unfortunate experience," this person empathetically shared a sense.

"A few days ago, I heard your family possesses a special heritage known as the Life Flame Divine Skill. This technique has miraculous effects on repairing foundation damage. I wish to request this heritage; would Taoist Zhao agree?" Zhao Sheng continued.

What he mentioned, the Life Flame Divine Skill, actually evolved from his self-created Life Flame Skill into a unique divine power skill.

This divine skill was initially perfected by Zhao Wanong and then continuously refined over generations by the Zhao Family's ancestors until it was fully developed. It took nearly three thousand years.

Currently, the Life Flame Divine Skill is one of the Zhao Family's core legacies, traditionally passed down orally and personally, never recorded in writing. Each generation has merely a few individuals to learn it, ensuring utmost secrecy.

Zhao Sheng noticed the other person's hesitation and secretly found it amusing, yet he pressed on superficially: "What's wrong? Are the treasures in the bag insufficient! If so, I possess three Divine Skill Treasure Books, each capable of cultivation to Nascent Soul Success. If Taoist Zhao nods, I'll present them with both hands."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuedu finally wavered and immediately expressed: "The Life Flame Divine Skill is our clan's foundational legacy. It must not be imparted lightly. If Mr. Chen can swear an oath, promising never to teach it to anyone else upon learning, I'll make an exception against tradition today and transmit this skill to you."

"Very well! A gentleman's word is as powerful as four horses. I'll swear an oath as proof…"

With that, Zhao Sheng swore a profoundly binding oath using his spiritual heart.

Of course, this was merely a gesture of sincerity. A real oath is much stricter and meticulous, requiring at least an altar setup and a split of Divine Soul and blood to fall on the Oath Talisman.

After this preliminary agreement was made, the white-haired Chen Ming spent three days and nights completely engrossed before finally finishing the last page of the Elixir Scripture and waking from his trance.

Zhao Sheng and Zhao Yuedu also stood by protecting him for those three days and nights, their sincerity evident.

From then on, the bond between the three rapidly strengthened, and under the guidance of their ancestors, the Chen and Zhao families grew closer, with frequent marriages between them.

…

Seven years later.

Inside a secluded chamber within a cave mansion, the walls emitted soft illumination, lighting the room as bright as day.

A young man, with eyes shining like stars and extraordinary handsome appearance, sat cross-legged, holding a sharp carving knife in his right hand, meticulously engraving spiral patterns onto a square Jade Plate.

As time gradually passed, the blank spaces on the Jade Plate slowly became occupied by countless overlapping spiral patterns, and a light halo emerged on its surface.

When the final blank was filled with temporal spirals, a new Orbit Instrument Jade Plate was completed.

The handsome youth brushed off the jade dust from his hand, picked up the Jade Plate, and admired it in front of him, showing a bit of joy on his face.

Suddenly, an elderly voice resonated from behind him: "Excellent, Zong Ze, you truly possess extraordinary talent, not letting down my expectations."

Hearing this, Zhao Zongze immediately placed the Jade Plate down and stood up, turning to bow and greet: "Disciple greets Master!"

The person was none other than Zhao Sheng's original body.

Zhao Sheng smiled warmly, pleased with his newly accepted disciple.

Zhao Zongze joined under his tutelage a year ago. The reason for accepting him was clear: among all cultivators in the Zhao family, he alone possessed Space-Time Talent.

Zhao Zongze's talent lay in his Divine Eyes, capable of Thousand-Mile Eyes and exceptionally powerful Dynamic Horizon, somewhat akin to the Bullet Time from Zhao Sheng's previous lives, yet far more mystical.

In Zhao Sheng's view, the youth likely exhibited an ancestral bloodline reactivation, inheriting a portion of the Immortal Spirit Realm (residual) talent.

In a sense, Zhao Zongze was indeed an unknown number of generations… grandson of Zhao Sheng!

"Zong Ze, having successfully grasped the Trajectory Diagram, there's no need to waste time. Today marks the official start of the first Summoning Ceremony."

Upon hearing his Master's words, Zhao Zongze first felt joy, followed by a bit of nervousness. After taking a deep breath, he nodded calmly: "I obey, Master."

Upon finishing the words, he placed the Jade Plate on the ground and then took out a fist-sized Sumeru Stone, placing it in the center of the "Time-Space Abyss."

Immediately, he straightened his posture, solemnly murmuring: "I…䭃…爥䙷䁕枍…実鵼…澬䬕..."

As ancient and mysterious incantation echoed within the chamber, wisps of pale fog gradually rose from the spiral abyss, eventually forming a nebulous spiral "Vortex."

The "Vortex" center was dark and profound beyond measure, as though leading to somewhere unknown.

After uttering the final note, a thought suddenly emerged in Zhao Zongze's mind: "...Gray Mountain."

As soon as this idea arose, he swiftly turned to look at his Master, catching his Master's smile filled with appreciation.

Zhao Zongze felt warmth in his heart, nodded heavily, and then stepped into the pale Vortex, disappearing into the vortex passage, whereabouts unknown.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng waved his long sleeve, causing several head-sized Sumeru Stones to fall into the center of the Jade Plate, instantly vanishing.

Only after completing this did he reveal a slightly distressed expression but quickly soared into the air, entering the Space-time Vortex.

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