I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

“Eight thousand years, eight thousand years! Who knows how I, the humble Daoist priest, have spent these eight thousand years?”

Zhou Yi felt a multitude of emotions as he sensed the spiritual energy swarming towards him.

From the martial path to the immortal path, from having no Spirit Root to possessing Innate abilities, from the Nine Continents to the divine continents, he had lived through crises of life and death, through eras where the law was on the brink of extinction, and finally, he had persevered and made it through.

Eight thousand years is a long time, but we must fight for every day and night!

“From now on, I must become a prodigy of the heavens,” he declared.

Zhou Yi circulated the primordial darkness scripture, and an endless stream of spiritual energy poured into his body, making one hour of cultivation equivalent to the previous ten days or half a month.

With an exhalation, he executed the Innate Destructive Divine Wind, its power increasing by more than fifty percent.

All other divine skills and spells also saw enhancements.

Only his discernment did not show a noticeable improvement, as Zhou Yi, having meditated on scriptures and comprehended the Dao for eight thousand years, was rarely puzzled by any texts.

“No wonder Sun Changsheng cultivated to Divinity Transformation in just a thousand five hundred years. The reincarnation of the Blood Devil Child is one reason, but having an Innate constitution is also incredibly important. His five hundred years of cultivation is equivalent to me cultivating for ten thousand years; it’s a world of difference!”

“Looking back now, my master’s decision to accept me as a disciple was not just for Divine Enthronement. He truly taught me about cultivation with all his heart.”

I still remember, one thousand six hundred years ago, on the day I took Iron Crown Immortal as my master, he had analyzed the future path for me.

As an expert who had attained the Longevity Dao Fruit, beyond its limits, Iron Crown Immortal had pointed out the road ahead for Zhou Yi. That was to slaughter the dragon race and condense dragon blood. Only by changing his root bone before the end of his Nascent Soul’s life could he have a chance to ascend!

Zhou Yi was precisely practicing on this path, except that he did not slay dragons; instead, he slowly transformed into a true dragon form.

There was a time when he thought of using the Nine Continents Elixir method to concoct an elixir from dragon beast blood, but in the end, he did not go through with it.

This method led to the extermination of the human race in the Nine Continents, and had the demon race gotten hold of it, it could possibly have caused a great calamity that would sweep through the Dongsheng Divine Continent, and Zhou Yi’s accumulated karma would have doubled.

“Such kindness cannot go unrepaid.”

Zhou Yi planned to wait for the fall or even collapse of the Heaven-Patching Sect, then he would sweep the Scripture Pavilion clean, leaving behind a legacy of the Dao for them.

At this moment.

A streak of spiritual light flew towards him; it was the message from Sect Master Qingfeng.

“Uncle-Master, there is Heavenly Tribulation gathering over Mysterious Primordial Mountain. We have been unable to ascertain the reason. We need your help!”

“No need to investigate, I’ve recently perfected my Lightning Method…”

Zhou Yi casually offered a reason. Changing his root bone and breaking through his realm were both actions against the heavens, attracting the forty-nine Heavenly Tribulations, but its power was much less than that of the latter.

He dissipated it with a single breath!

“An Innate constitution should indeed be celebrated!”

Zhou Yi immediately transformed into a fleeing light, heading towards the Spring Breeze Building in Chongshan County.

Moments later.

Spring Breeze Building.

Bustling with noise and excitement, guests were coming in and out.

Perhaps it was the famous reputation, or the deep background, or maybe the protection of powerful beings from the unseen world; more than two hundred years had passed, and the Spring Breeze Building had not closed down. Instead, it had become even more prosperous.

Zhou Yi assumed the guise of a handsome young master. He had just entered and hadn’t even spoken to the madam when he heard a voice calling out.

“Brother Xuan Yi, come over here, come over here!”

Following the voice, it turned out to be an old acquaintance, Zhao Zhi, the newly appointed Earth God of Chongshan County.

For almost a hundred years, Zhou Yi frequently visited the Spring Breeze Building to celebrate, and he always encountered Zhao Zhi. They became friends after meeting each other often.

Originally, Zhou Yi would occasionally reflect that he should not indulge in carnal pleasures, but seeing Zhao Zhi, who practically lived at the Spring Breeze Building, he suddenly felt that he was an upright and virtuous cultivator by comparison.

Zhou Yi walked over with a smile: “Brother Zhao, long time no see.”

The seat was in a corner of the first-floor hall, with no other ladies accompanying, just Zhao Zhi drinking alone.

“Of course, it’s been a long time, thirty years.”

Zhao Zhi exclaimed: “You’re too hardworking in your cultivation, it puts too much pressure on me. I can only come to the Spring Breeze Building to listen to music and relax.”

“I envy you more, brother, for you improve in your cultivation every day while listening to music!”

Zhou Yi was not certain which Cultivation Technique Zhao Zhi practiced, but he guessed it was related to the mortal world, desires, or yin and yang. Thus, listening to music at the Spring Breeze Building was also a form of cultivation for him.

Zhao Zhi’s face turned bitter: “Try listening for a hundred years, I’m already tired of it…”

I’ve listened for eight thousand years and haven’t tired of it!

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly and changed the topic: “What’s the occasion today that you’re not upstairs and don’t have a lady with you?”

Zhao Zhi was a peculiar man, considering the Spring Breeze Building his home. Normally he would enjoy music and spend the night, but when he felt upset or happy, he drank alone, not seeking the company of worldly women.

“A good occasion, a very good one!”

Zhao Zhi formed a spell with his hands to isolate the sound: “This matter is still supreme secret of the Heavenly Court, known by very few. With our relationship, there is no need for secrets.”

Zhou Yi raised his cup: “I thank you, brother.”

Zhao Zhi was clearly speaking in such a manner on purpose, to build a closer relationship with Zhou Yi, since Xuan Yu was his immediate superior. One day, Zhao Zhi would get his Nascent Soul certified and perhaps even become a ruling City God.

“Some days ago, there was a rumor about those three…”

Zhao Zhi pointed upwards and lowered his voice, “They’re about to leave!”

“Really?”

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, the injuries of the three human immortals were more serious than expected, and they could not hold on just two hundred years after the Ancestor of Demons’ calamity. They couldn’t wait to cultivate new human immortals and had to ascend to the Immortal Realm.

The demon calamity refers to the event when Sun Changsheng shattered Lingxiao.

Two hundred years had passed, and with the many secrets that had leaked over time, intimidated by the might of the Heavenly Court, no one in the Cultivation World dared to stand on Sun Changsheng’s side.

Only the demons, ghosts, and monsters scattered in the human world revered Sun Changsheng as the Ancestor of Demons or a Great Saint.

About a hundred years ago, a message emerged from nowhere, stating that the first Heavenly Master was the reincarnation of the Blood Devil Child.

Because he lost the competition for the position of Heavenly Emperor, the Heavenly Master bore resentment. After sitting in meditation for a thousand years and reincarnating as Sun Changsheng, he incited the demonic calamity that ended with an assault on the Heavenly Court and the shattering of Lingxiao.

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