The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2854: Rather Be a Dog in Taoist State

Jin Wutu, who had changed his appearance, was walking alone in the desolate mountains, and arrived at a small mountain market half a day later.

This small market was a gathering place during chaotic times.

Tribe barbarian cultivators who were displaced or fleeing crimes occasionally met here to exchange or trade some goods, and also engaged in some shady dealings.

Jin Wutu entered the small mountain market. The mountain path was narrow, lined with stalls on both sides. The stall owners were ragged, or had sinister looks, their eyes like poisonous snakes, staring at Jin Wutu.

Jin Wutu paid them no mind, kept his eyes straight ahead, and walked on his own until he reached the deepest part, in front of an unoccupied small teahouse.

This teahouse was so small that it had only a broken door, a withered wood signboard, and a tea table.

On the table was a teapot and two teacups.

Besides that, there were no other guests, nor any owner.

Jin Wutu went up to the tea table, being both the guest and the host, poured himself a cup of tea, cut his finger, dripped some blood into the cup, and then raised it to drink it all at once.

After drinking the cup of tea, Jin Wutu’s whole body began to tremble.

His skin started to blister, and his muscles began to contort.

The tea was like a violent poison, merging into his bloodstream, quickly coursing through his body. After a moment, it seemed nothing strange was detected, and it turned into a light smoke, drifting away from the top of his head.

Jin Wutu’s skin and flesh gradually returned to its original state.

At the same time, a middle-aged man’s voice finally said lightly: "Not bad, your body hasn’t been marked, nor attracted anything troublesome here..."

Jin Wutu looked up and saw that at some point, a figure wearing a raincoat had appeared before him.

This figure was not tall, somewhat plump, wearing a conical hat that concealed the face, but one could slightly see a gracious and wealthy bearing.

Jin Wutu, as if seeing a "great benefactor", quickly stood up, apologizing: "Elder You, long time no see."

The middle-aged man in the raincoat and conical hat, addressed as "Elder You", nodded slightly.

But suddenly there was a wave of divine thought.

It seemed that the words "Elder You" caused some hidden intentions to ripple.

Elder You, sensitive and suspicious, immediately changed expression, turning to look, but saw nothing before him, his gaze immediately fixated on Jin Wutu:

"When you came, did you leave any trace?"

Jin Wutu hastily said: "I absolutely did not leave any trace. I changed two sets of clothes, changed my skin twice, even altered my flesh. I was extremely careful along the way, nobody could have followed me."

Elder You frowned.

He could see that Jin Wutu was not lying.

The cultivation technique for transforming flesh and blood truly had that ability, preventing anyone from leaving a mark on him.

This was also the reason why he heavily relied on him.

Even if this cultivation technique was unreliable, the "Blood Cleansing Tea" he made Jin Wutu drink could undoubtedly erase all tracking methods from organs to blood.

This had nearly achieved the ultimate in anti-tracking.

Relying on Elder You’s years of experience infiltrating various forces as a spy, to this extent, it was impossible for someone to trace back to them.

Unless...some "old monsters" personally took action...

But these old monsters, all old, cunning, and with deep cultivation, lurking in the shadows plotting grand schemes, couldn’t possibly condescend to do such "tailing" trivial matters.

Elder You opened up his divine sense, scrutinizing every nook and cranny nearby, only then did he lightly breathe a sigh of relief, sitting across from Jin Wutu.

Jin Wutu still hunched over, standing cautiously.

Elder You glanced at him, said: "Sit down."

Jin Wutu repeatedly waved off, "I dare not, I dare not."

Elder You impatiently, "Sit."

Only then did Jin Wutu respectfully sit down, just sat, then immediately stood up again, fetched another pot of tea, poured a full cup for Elder You, respectfully said, "Please have tea, Elder," and then respectfully sat down again.

He was at the Initial Golden Core stage, as was Elder You.

But in front of Elder You, Jin Wutu humbled himself like a Qi Refinement.

Elder You looked at the teacup, sipped it, asked:

"Is everything done?"

Jin Wutu said: "Everything is done."

Seeing Elder You silent, he then whispered:

"The deal is done, the Great Chief is dead, now Lugu is the Chieftain of the Shugu tribe. But the Shugu tribe’s resources, however, have been exhausted."

Elder You slightly nodded.

The air was quiet for a moment.

Jin Wutu saw this, hesitated a moment, then finally made up his mind, softly asked: "Elder, about my matter..."

Elder You glanced at him, "Your matter?"

"Yes, yes..." Jin Wutu fawningly said, "You promised before... no, granted, that as long as I diligently completed these tasks, you would find a way to take me to the Taoist State."

Elder You said lightly: "You want to go to the Taoist State so much?"

"Naturally," Jin Wutu said with longing, "Since I can remember, I have yearned for the Taoist State. I have also vowed that in this life, I must go to the Taoist State for cultivation."

Saying this, Jin Wutu showed a hint of repressed grievance in his eyes, "The biggest mistake of my life was being born in the wrong place; I shouldn’t have been born in the Great Wilderness."

"The Great Wilderness, this place, is savage, ignorant, crude, inferior, deeply subservient, a place for lower-class people to survive."

"All my mistakes are mistakes of birth, are the mistakes of being born in the Great Wilderness."

"But if I lived in the Taoist State, then everything would be different..."

"The Taoist State is the Holy Land of Tao cultivation, where everyone practices the Dao, everyone is equal, where love and freedom abound, where the resources of cultivation are inexhaustible, and the inheritance of cultivation techniques is endless, it is the center of this world, like the morning star in the sky, ever bright. No one doesn’t wish to go to the Taoist State; only in the Taoist State can one truly cultivate, can one become a true cultivator..."