I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Dongsheng Divine Continent, Buddhism was on the decline.

Buddhism had self-awareness. This time, its ascent to power was with the help of the manipulation of the reincarnation sutra. It had once more suffered alongside its forefathers, and next time, there might not be such an opportunity.

The other Xuanmen Orthodoxy would surely use doctrinal issues as an excuse to obstruct Buddhism from holding sway over the Heavenly Court!

Therefore, after countless meditation and contemplation by Godly monks, they found a solution to the problem of the burgeoning population of living beings, and they even specially developed a Wonderful Technique for this purpose.

With this great contribution from Buddhism, after three thousand years when it was their turn to rule as the Heavenly Emperor, no one would be able to stop them!

Heavenly Mountain.

The summit.

Zhou Yi had guessed the cunning plan of Buddhism, but had no thought of stopping it. All three religions had to be involved for the Heavenly Court to be better governed.

If Buddhism had made great achievements, the Heaven Patching Sect could not be mediocre a thousand years later, could it?

After that, the Heaven-Severing Emperor would also have to figure out a way to make the Heavenly Court more prosperous and the Divine Continent more peaceful.

“It’s just that these means…”

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, no matter what, it was always better than closing the gates to immortality and letting the mortals wage wars and slaughter each other, dying in warfare, famine, and natural disasters by the half.

Better to cut off from the root, sparing the common people much suffering!

“Continue napping.”

Zhou Yi found a comfortable position and lay on the mountaintop, deep in slumber, his hands performing the same spell, but with the left hand a few seals behind. As the right hand completed the Jade Dew Art, the left caught up just in time.

As the cycle of reincarnation repeated, such casting doubled his consumption of life span by more than fifty percent.

As time passed.

Mortal kings and ministers, prodigies of the Cultivation World, Righteous Gods of the Heavenly Court…

One after another, these outstanding figures took their turns on the stage, shining brightly before exiting, their brilliant lifetimes enough to be highlighted in the history books. However, in Zhou Yi’s eyes, it was merely the closing and opening of eyes. ℞αＮỒ𐌱ÈS̈

It was just a nap!

Zhou Yi looked at Spirit Ginseng Babe, who was crying incessantly, “What’s the matter?”

“Que Yuan is dead.”

Tears were streaming down Spirit Ginseng Babe’s face, “I advised him to seek Divine Enthronement through incense, but he wouldn’t listen. He said he wished to defy the Heavenly Tribulation with his own body for the sake of being together forever!”

Zhou Yi’s expression was strange. The deaths of numerous geniuses under Heavenly Tribulation were but ordinary events to him.

“What does ‘being together forever’ mean? What form did you take when you went down the mountain to play?”

The crying of Spirit Ginseng Babe stopped abruptly, her face turned slightly red, and with a flicker, she transformed into a young daoist nun. Her appearance was not stunning, but she had an approachable aura.

“Back then, to conceal my identity, I transformed into this form and wandered in the sect, and that’s when I met Que Yuan…”

“Stop, stop, stop!”

Zhou Yi hurriedly cut her off, uninterested and daring not to be interested in Spirit Ginseng Babe’s “love story,” saying, “From now on, just descend the mountain in the guise of a daoist boy. With the ox to protect you, you needn’t fear being captured for alchemy.”

“Alright then.”

Spirit Ginseng Babe clenched her fists and said, “Immortal Master, I swear I will cultivate to the supreme realm, pull Que Yuan back from the cycle of reincarnation, and say to him: I’m sorry!”

“Not bad, not bad, you’ve got responsibility,” Zhou Yi nodded slightly. This one had experienced love and death, seemingly growing up a lot in an instant.

Spirit Ginseng Babe was serious for only a few breaths before her cheeks collapsed, and she asked, “When will this Jianmu start to branch?”

Zhou Yi grabbed Spirit Ginseng Babe and threw her hundreds of miles away.

“You scamp, focus on your cultivation, it’s much better than relying on external objects!”

Looking up at the Jianmu tree, impossible to tell how high, a gleam flashed through Zhou Yi’s eyes. He had already obtained six Innate Spiritual Objects, and the day to patch the heavens was not far off.

“Continue sleeping!”

Zhou Yi lay on the bluestone and dozed, his hands constantly casting spells.

Who knows how much time had passed.

The ox woke Zhou Yi, reminding him that it was time for the turning of heaven and earth, and asked who from the Heaven Patching Sect was suitable for the job.

“Ox, why don’t you take on the role for a thousand years?”

Moo!

The ox shook its head vehemently, uninterested in the bitter and toilsome position of Heavenly Emperor, preferring to nap by the Immortal Master’s side.

Zhou Yi then asked, “Yang Xuan, Sun Changsheng, do you fancy the position of Heavenly Emperor?”

The ox shook its head; Yang Xuan was devoted to propagating his tribe, and Sun Changsheng was capricious, both lacking interest in the position of Heavenly Emperor.

Zhou Yi sighed and said, “Those who want it are unsuitable, those who don’t want it are fighting over it.”

Moo!

The ox inquired why not follow the rules set down in the past, with the three teachings taking turns to control the Heavenly Court.

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment and nodded, “Let Ziyang Zi take the position. In recent years the Heavenly Court Righteous Gods have become somewhat slack. Ziyang Zi, stern in character and in charge of the Law Enforcement Hall, is just right to put things in order!”

Moo!

The yellow ox looked puzzled, wondering how the immortal knew of the changes in Heavenly Court without coming down the mountain.

Buddhism inherently disfavors killing, and in the thousand years that Master Sheng Yun presided over Heavenly Court, even Immortal Slaying Stage was taken down, never sentencing a True God to death.

Master Sheng Yun’s approach was also to ensure that during the next Buddhist rotation, the gods of Heavenly Court would lend greater support.

“I do not have a clear understanding of Heavenly Court’s situation, nor have I cast spells or divined, yet human nature is such that over time complacency is inevitable,”

Zhou Yi said, “Tell Ziyang Zi to immediately conduct a sweeping reform upon his accession, without regard to background or whose face to save.”

“Arrest those who shouldn’t be captured, capture them. Kill those who shouldn’t be executed, kill them!”

Moo!

With a bow, the yellow ox accepted the order and flew toward Law Enforcement Hall on a cloud, discussing with Ziyang Zi on how to rectify the chaos in Heavenly Court.

Several days later.

The sixth Heavenly Emperor was enthroned, not a member of Heaven Patching Sect, but rather an elder from Law Enforcement Hall.

Shortly after the Heavenly Emperor ascended, he used the excuse that the daily wandering gods under Jia Taisui’s command had colluded with Mountain Gods to falsify accounts and claim the mineral Spiritual Objects as their own.

Jia Taisui, for his lax oversight, was imprisoned in the celestial prison awaiting trial, while the daily wandering gods were sent directly to Immortal Slaying Stage.

The True God of the Taisui Department, Shui Yunzi, resigned, transforming from the leader of a department to Lord of Moon Shattering Stars, losing all power and influence, yet barely managing to preserve his reputation in his later years.

The new Heavenly Emperor, with an unsteady foundation, should have stirred the opposition of the gods through such a political climate.

However, since the Heavenly Emperor hailed from Heaven Patching Sect and was personally designated by the Heavenly Master, regardless of how many Righteous Gods were sent to Immortal Slaying Stage, they had to obediently submit.

For eight thousand years, the majesty of Heavenly Court had taken root in their bloodlines, and even if someone rebelled one day, they would only think of overthrowing the Heavenly Emperor to take his place, never dreaming of destroying Heavenly Court.

After taking over the Taisui Department, the thousands of Great Age Gods under Ziyang Heavenly Emperor patrolled the continents, enforcing strict heavenly decrees, and anyone who violated them was thrown into the celestial prison.

The Punishment Department judged them severely and strictly, demoting from their positions at best, and at worst making a trip to Immortal Slaying Stage.

In a hundred years.

Old blood had not yet congealed on Immortal Slaying Stage when new blood was once again spilled.

The Heavenly Emperor’s reign lasted 8,500 years, and Ziyang Heavenly Emperor abdicated under the pretext of a heart full of demons, becoming the first Heavenly Emperor to not fulfill a thousand years.

After the second Heaven-Severing Emperor ascended, he immediately abolished many heavenly decrees and greatly reduced the ranks of the Sui Department Righteous Gods, allowing the anxious gods to breathe a sigh of relief.

…

“A thousand years is too long; seize the day and night!”

Zhou Yi sat cross-legged, raising his head to look at the sky, where stars shimmered alongside the sun and moon.

“At last, the day has come!”

The starlight grew brilliant, condensing into a thunderous Heavenly Tribulation that descended.

Zhou Yi’s sleeve released ten Innate Spiritual Objects, lotus, dew, Divine Stone, Immortal Peach… one by one they entered his mouth, transforming into surging torrents of Innate Spiritual Energy.

Whoosh!

He gently exhaled, and a mighty wind rose against the heavens, engulfing the Heavenly Tribulation within it.

Boom, boom, boom…

A series of loud bangs followed, and the first wave of Heavenly Tribulation gradually turned into nothingness.

Zhou Yi smiled, “It was not in vain that I cultivated arduously for sixteen thousand years, nor were these ten Innate Spiritual Objects, with Divine Skills’ power, no weaker than a human Immortal!”

As he spoke, another wave of Heavenly Tribulation fell.

Zhou Yi formed spell signs with his hands, unleashing Divine Skills like flowing water, instantly shattering the Heavenly Tribulation.

For millennia, he mastered the secret techniques and Divine Skills of the Three Teachings, the annals of empires and great religions, comprehending them thoroughly, learning thousands of Divine Skills and tens of thousands of spells.

At this moment, tens of thousands of Magic Divine Abilities converged into a rainbow river, solidifying into a dazzling divine light.

It swept across the Heavenly Tribulation, passing several waves of tribulation.

“Is this all that a human Immortal’s tribulation amounts to?”

Zhou Yi roared with laughter toward the sky, as if venting the caution he’d held for sixteen thousand years; passing the human Immortal tribulation meant truly reaching the apex of the world.

Wave after wave of Heavenly Tribulation fell, none able to breach the divine light of myriad laws.

The sun, moon, and stars all shone together in the sky, solidifying the world around into a painting, as the last wave of Heavenly Tribulation descended.

Zhou Yi’s gaze was cool, showing no fear, cautious before drawing on the Heavenly Tribulation, but unafraid once it began to fall.

“Break!”

The divine light of myriad laws collided with the Heavenly Tribulation, and after a long while, a roaring sound echoed for thousands of miles.

Zhou Yi stood aloft, the wind blowing fiercely, causing his Taoist robe to flutter noisily.

The bright moon traveled stealthily, the stars hid away.

The human Immortal, finally achieved!

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