I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

“Alas, when I was young, I didn’t understand the importance of the foundation and even secretly criticized the old ancestor for being lazy and stingy!”

Yang Xuan had long heard of Xuan Yi, the old ancestor, and couldn’t help but marvel.

“What a remarkable person, to remain trapped at the Golden Core stage, truly a pity!”

…

Mysterious Primordial Mountain.

Everything within a thousand miles was enveloped by Formation and Prohibition, with streams of fleeing lights flying in and out, all of them cultivators with profound auras.

The Mountain God had moved the temple to a branch to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

The nearby lands and River Lords were all extremely respectful, passing on the news to the Mysterious Primordial Sect before even their superiors ordered surveillance.

After all, they had produced a War God ancestor!

Two thousand years ago, the Mysterious Primordial Sect declined to just a handful of members, nearly ending their lineage, until later two Golden Cores emerged to sustain it. Among them, Xuan Yu, the old ancestor, advanced through Nascent Soul to Divinity Transformation, and at the time of his death, he was among the city gods of the six departments!

Such strength was considered moderate for an ordinary sect, and the Heavenly Court had no interest in even glancing their way.

Unexpectedly, the obscure Xuan Yi, the old ancestor, managed to educate a father who was a War God, and the Mysterious Primordial Sect immediately cleaned the spirit tablets and invited Yang Jin back to the sect to confirm the relationship.

After that, it was impossible for them not to prosper!

Even though the War God never returned to the Mysterious Primordial Sect, Yang Jin often made appearances, and everyone revered him!

Today.

The Mysterious Primordial Sect was draped in plain white.

The cultivators entering and leaving had black arm bands, signifying that a prominent figure in the sect had passed away.

Mystery Element Hall.

A Divinity Transformation, three Nascent Souls, and dozens of Golden Cores were sitting cross-legged, chanting the Feathered Transformation Flying Immortal scripture in unison.

Xuan Yu sat in the forefront, his eyes closed, his breath still, and his flesh, refined for more than two thousand years, would remain unspoiled for a millennium after death. ꞦάＮòᛒÊṥ

Immense incense burned, scriptures echoed, and the atmosphere was quite oppressive.

A figure suddenly appeared next to the corpse, bowed deeply to the deathly still Xuan Yu, and offered three sticks of Spirit Incense.

To this day, Zhou Yi still didn’t know whether the Reincarnation Technique had been successful or not.

“I was not certain before whether reincarnation existed in this world, but now knowing that the essence of heaven and earth neither increases nor decreases, that indistinct True Spirit is surely unique.”

“Even if the memories are completely erased, similar flowers will still appear in the world.”

Zhou Yi stood in the hall for a long time, his days of secluded cultivation on Mysterious Primordial Mountain were during a time of peace and tranquility in Shen Zhou, perhaps with strict heavenly laws, perhaps with some oppression from the Heavenly Court, but still leaning towards a joyous and relaxed life.

“I hope we can meet again in the future!”

The fleeing light flickered and vanished.

Yang Jin, sitting at the very front, sensed the fluctuation of mana and scanned with his Divine Sense but found no aura. He looked up to see three unusual sticks of Spirit Incense on the incense table.

“Most likely an old friend of the ancestor,” he thought.

Yang Jin wasn’t concerned and continued chanting the scriptures, praying for blessings for his ancestor.

…

Heavenly Mountain.

Mystic Iron View.

Zhou Yi held scriptures, chanted briefly, then stopped with an unsettled heart.

“Another old friend has departed!”

“A person’s lifespan is ultimately limited. In the future, I will see off Niu Er, the Spirit Ginseng Child; I must find a reliable Reincarnation Technique before then. I cannot always rely on pulling the Heavenly Pillar.”

The Heavenly Pillar, as the cornerstone for reincarnation, ensured unparalleled fortune and destiny, but also trapped you in this realm, unable to escape.

Hum!

The hazy consciousness of Hun Yuan Qing Lian did not comprehend what Zhou Yi was saying but shook, urging him to continue chanting the scriptures.

“Alright, alright, let’s continue…”

Zhou Yi collected his thoughts and resumed reciting the scriptures.

Over ten thousand years, he had sent off too many people. To talk of sorrow felt rather pretentious, it was more apt to lament how worldly affairs are like clouds and smoke!

Despite all the effort in life, once lifespan ends, everything turns to nothing.

…

Meanwhile.

Heavenly Pond.

The Heavenly Emperor fished alone, without even a celestial soldier beside him, his silhouette appearing rather desolate and lonely.

He coldly watched the fish in the pond, who, unlike in the past where they clamored, now all avoided the hook as if a catastrophe would befall them if they bit.

“Very well, even a group of little demons dare to show disdain to Us!”

With a flick of his fishing rod, the entire Heavenly Pond turned to ice, with all the living beings inside scattered soullessly.

“We have conscientiously governed Shen Zhou for three thousand years, one can say Our merits are boundless. What fault is there in seeking a descendant to serve as Our furnace? Those who do great things never speak of petty morals!”

“Moreover, as the successor to the Heavenly Emperor, We spared Shen Zhou from turmoil. With such great merit, what does it matter if there are some small indiscretions…”

The Heavenly Emperor murmured to himself, then suddenly raised his head to look at the sky.

“With Our boundless merits, how dare You pretend not to see, yet assist that great demon with endless karmic debts?”

“This world, even the heavens are not just!”

The Heavenly Emperor’s questioning went on for a long while, yet still, the sky remained clear and endless, with no response in sight.

Such disregard ignited a raging fury within Heaven and Earth, a ruthless glint flashing in their eyes. If even the Almighty Heaven wouldn’t take their side, why should they care for virtues or karma? They might as well just sell off this world!

“I had originally intended to be a good person, to govern the Divine Continent for eternity, but you all have forced my hand!”

…

After Yu Zichan.

More and more True Gods of the Heavenly Court chose to side with the Heaven Patching Sect.

Old foxes who have lived for a thousand years care nothing for appearances. So long as their divine status and power could be guaranteed, they wouldn’t object to even a dog becoming the Heavenly Emperor.

As spring went and autumn came, years passed by.

Nearly half of the True Gods in the Heavenly Court openly supported the appointment of Zhao Yao as Crown Prince.

The other half, however, did not support the Heavenly Emperor, but rather the Severing Heaven Sect, Buddhism, and various Great Church and Imperial Court True Gods. Being of ancient legacies, they could not make decisions as impulsively as Loose Cultivators.

Every year, during the imperial court sessions.

The Heavenly Emperor looked at the two factions within the hall, unable to even muster anger.

In the 3500th year of the Heavenly Emperor’s reign, the Heaven Patching Sect Leader once again delivered a speech, chanting the slogan, “Make the Three Teachings Great Again.”

The following day.

At the assembly in the Overhanging Firmament Hall, numerous True Gods jointly petitioned to honor the contributions of the Three Immortal Sects, suggesting that they should be freed from the Immortal Register system and be permitted to take disciples at will.

“My beloved subjects have already made a decision, could I possibly say no?”

The Heavenly Emperor rose to his feet, his cold gaze sweeping over the assembly of gods.

“The Heavenly Court has fallen because of you all!”

…

Heaven Patching Sect.

Mystery Element Hall.

Zhou Yi stretched his back and calculated with his fingers.

“Over a hundred years have passed, my realm has improved, and indeed, time flies ever faster now!”

“After toiling for so long, I should properly go celebrate.”

Zhou Yi formed a spell with his hands, and hundreds of Formation and Prohibition seals descended, sealing the Primordial Qinglian, before he immediately transformed into a beam of light and departed.

After a long while.

Qing Lian gently shook, touching the Formation and Prohibition in all directions, as if testing something.

Not until it was certain touching the Formation and Prohibition would not call back that chanting old Daoist, did the lotus petals slowly open to reveal the Lotus Platform within, atop which a Child was seated in a lotus position.

Three inches tall, wearing a jade crown, clad in dark blue Daoist robes, the Child was dressed identically to Zhou Yi.

The Child slowly ended his cultivation practice and stood up. He bowed three times and kowtowed nine times toward the empty meditation cushion, then spoke in a crisp voice.

“I, Qing Lian, have received my master’s teachings, and will surely repay him richly one day!”

————Bloody hell, it’s not finished. Wait a moment and refresh in a bit!

Nearly half of the True Gods in the Heavenly Court openly supported the appointment of Zhao Yao as Crown Prince.

The other half, however, did not support the Heavenly Emperor, but rather the Severing Heaven Sect, Buddhism, and various Great Church and Imperial Court True Gods. Being of ancient legacies, they could not make decisions as impulsively as Loose Cultivators.

Every year, during the imperial court sessions.

The Heavenly Emperor looked at the two factions within the hall, unable to even muster anger.

In the 3500th year of the Heavenly Emperor’s reign, the Heaven Patching Sect Leader once again delivered a speech, chanting the slogan, “Make the Three Teachings Great Again.”

The following day.

At the assembly in the Overhanging Firmament Hall, numerous True Gods jointly petitioned to honor the contributions of the Three Immortal Sects, suggesting that they should be freed from the Immortal Register system and be permitted to take disciples at will.

“My beloved subjects have already made a decision, could I possibly say no?”

The Heavenly Emperor rose to his feet, his cold gaze sweeping over the assembly of gods.

“The Heavenly Court has fallen because of you all!”

…

Heaven Patching Sect.

Mystery Element Hall.

Zhou Yi stretched his back and calculated with his fingers.

“Over a hundred years have passed, my realm has improved, and indeed, time flies ever faster now!”

“After toiling for so long, I should properly go celebrate.”

Zhou Yi formed a spell with his hands, and hundreds of Formation and Prohibition seals descended, sealing the Primordial Qinglian, before he immediately transformed into a beam of light and departed.

After a long while.

Qing Lian gently shook, touching the Formation and Prohibition in all directions, as if testing something.

Not until it was certain touching the Formation and Prohibition would not call back that chanting old Daoist, did the lotus petals slowly open to reveal the Lotus Platform within, atop which a Child was seated in a lotus position.

Three inches tall, wearing a jade crown, clad in dark blue Daoist robes, the Child was dressed identically to Zhou Yi.

The Child slowly ended his cultivation practice and stood up. He bowed three times and kowtowed nine times toward the empty meditation cushion, then spoke in a crisp voice.

“I, Qing Lian, have received my master’s teachings, and will surely repay him richly one day!”

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