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Gu Ping was pulled into an inn by Liu Lao Jiu. Inside the room, Liu Lao Jiu locked the door, determined not to let anyone in.
Gu Ping nodded, feeling a shiver run down his spine as he looked at Liu Lao Jiu, wondering what he was up to.
Liu Lao Jiu leaned closer to Gu Ping, who instinctively backed away. Cornered against the wall with nowhere to escape, Gu Ping watched as Liu Lao Jiu suddenly pulled out a small jade bottle from his sleeve.
"What is that?" Gu Ping asked, eyeing the pale pink bottle. He couldn't shake off the feeling that it was something significant.
"It's a Foundation Pill."
"A Foundation Pill? What is that?" Gu Ping tightened his grip on his clothes.
Am I stupid? Liu Lao Jiu exclaimed in a hushed yet exaggerated tone. He had never imagined that someone wouldn't know what a Foundation Pill was.
"Is it like boiling an egg or something?" Gu Ping scratched his head, having never experienced cultivation and thus unaware of the matters between cultivators.
"Foundation," Liu Lao Jiu paused, shaking the bottle slightly. The sound of the pills clinking inside echoed as he continued, "It's a pill."
"Oh," Gu Ping nodded, beginning to understand.
"Do you get it now?"
"I get it now."
Liu Lao Jiu pushed Gu Ping to the door, instructing him to keep watch.
He then sat cross-legged on the floor, uncapped a bottle, and swallowed a pill in one gulp. Gu Ping stared at Liu Lao Jiu, hoping to witness some magnificent display of light or an ascension, but instead, the atmosphere was quite the opposite.
Gu Ping felt the room was filled with a strange odor, far worse than a bathroom. He covered his nose and thought about how those legends might have deceived him—how immortals were said to emit fragrant scents, delicate and subtle. Perhaps Mr. Book had imagined all of this; he had never encountered such a stench before!
Gu Ping didn’t step outside, knowing that Liu Lao Jiu must be experiencing something intense. He remained alert to any sounds from outside. Earlier, he overheard another customer mention how foul the room smelled, but Gu Ping had used the excuse of preparing herbs to keep them from entering.
Time passed, and after what felt like an eternity—one moment, two moments—Liu Lao Jiu finally woke up. Gu Ping quickly opened the door and dashed to his own room to change clothes.
Liu Lao Jiu pinched his nose and hurried off to take a shower.
As he lay in the bathtub, holding a mirror to admire himself, Gu Ping was nearby cleaning up the remnants of Liu Lao Jiu’s Qi Refinement process. The impurities expelled from his body were foul-smelling and viscous, resembling black slime.
The Foundation Pill, as its name suggests, is meant for cultivators to establish their foundation. It helps them absorb more Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy while thoroughly expelling impurities from their bodies. Such Foundation Pills are basic supplies for all sects within the Celestial Gate. Liu Lao Jiu seemed to be educating Gu Ping while enjoying his bath, explaining that while those with talent might also call it a Foundation Pill, relying solely on such pills would mean that Foundation Disciples could never step into the Golden Core stage. Thus, they would remain minor characters in the world of cultivators.
"What about my pill?" Gu Ping asked as he finished tidying up and turned around.
"It’s not like the previous one," Liu Lao Jiu said proudly. "My master said that whenever I want to reach Minghong, that’s when I can establish my foundation and enter Mok Ming Academy."
Gu Ping pondered for a moment before responding, "So I should..."
"Do you want Dong Lai to help me?" Liu Lao Jiu had shaved off his beard after establishing his foundation and appeared much lighter overall. He had transformed from a disheveled man in his forties into a robust middle-aged figure.
"Let's cultivate disciples in the No Sect," Gu Ping said, swallowing hard. Although he didn't understand everything, he could guess a few things.
Foundation Establishment, also known as the No-Kou Immortal Gate, was the threshold that one had to cross to truly enter the world of cultivation. Before that, one could only be called a martial artist. While there were some powerful martial artists who could break through the barriers of life and death, that path was incredibly difficult. The number of those who sought longevity through martial arts was exceedingly rare, almost nonexistent.
Liu Lao Jiu was entangled in his thoughts about whether to continue explaining the knowledge of Foundation Establishment to Gu Ping.
Was I not a genius back then? If I weren't, how could my master have expelled me from the academy? How could he have agreed to let me go?
The two of them were lost in their own thoughts, ignoring Mistake's words.
The Celestial Gate was the first hurdle for a cultivator stepping onto the Immortal Path.
"Stop talking!" Gu Ping shouted suddenly, knocking over the washbasin. Liu Lao Jiu was momentarily caught off guard and stumbled out.
"Stop talking, stop talking!" Gu Ping continued, "I don't want to keep hiding and running away because he's dead. I don't want to be chased anymore." He fell to the ground, tears streaming down his face. No matter how calm or rational he tried to be, he couldn't hide the fear and despair in his heart. He was just a child, barely sixteen years old.
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