I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Chapter 189: Chapter 185 Blood Sacrifice Method

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"Rumors have it that three True Lords and dozens of true immortals have descended the mountain, with the number of Qi Refinement disciples reaching into the thousands."

Zhai Kang had no objections to the Dan Ding Sect's monks serving as the ancestors, strength was revered in the Cultivation World, and the other party was not just a little stronger.

"Elder, I'm afraid they might set up a new establishment and replace Baiyun Guan!"

"Times have changed! Anyone with clear eyes can see that the path of immortality is but the remaining glow of the setting sun, and the future will surely be controlled by the Imperial Court over Cloud Continent."

Zhou Yi said, "Therefore, whether for power or the long-term continuation of the Imperial Clan, Emperor Guangming will definitely find ways to restrict the monks of Dan Ding Sect, and Baiyun Guan is a good chess piece to use."

Zhai Kang expressed his concerns, "Currently, in the observatory, there is only one Golden Core being venerated, and he is the Ghost Path True Lord, not a match for Dan Ding Sect!"

It was fifteen years ago when Baiyun Guan venerated Huang Yuniang as the old ancestor.

The Imperial Court did not care whether it was a ghost or a human and immediately conferred upon her the title of Mysterious Dark Mystic Distant Revealed Blessing Primordial Lord, to serve the Immortal Pensions Office and widely proclaimed that the True Lord had descended the Lightning Method to protect the capital of Da Qian."

Temples all over Baiyun Guan venerated her idol, and as Huang Yuniang repeatedly acted to annihilate demons, ghosts, spirits, and relieve disasters, the common people of Da Qian affectionately called her Empress Huang."

"As long as you lower your stance a bit, a fight will surely not break out."

Zhou Yi pointed to the sky, saying, "Xuan Xiao Daojun is still above, suppressing Cloud Continent's fate, monks dare not cause chaos among the ordinary people. Moreover, Dan Ding Sect is the established orthodox of Da Qian, with this just cause in place, who could possibly privatize the National Dynasty for their own benefit?"

Baiyun Guan had reputation, Dan Ding Sect had strength, by uniting these two, Cloud Continent's Daoist orthodoxy was firmly established.

As for the future ownership of Baiyun Guan between Dan Ding Sect and Earth Fire Palace, Zhou Yi could not be sure; with a great calamity before them, ensuring the lineage did not die out was already fortunate enough.

"Thank you, Elder, for your guidance."

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Zhai Kang took a jade slip from his chest, saying, "These years in charge of the Immortal Pensions Office, I've been slaying demons everywhere, and all experiences are recorded here. Elder has always liked stories, when you are bored and lonely later, you can take this to read and relieve the ennui."

Zhou Yi took the jade slip, but did not look at it right away, instead he asked,

"How much longer do you have to live?"

"At most, one month."

Zhai Kang bowed deeply to bid farewell, his tone calm, "The affairs of the Immortal Pensions Office need detailed arrangements, and with the opening of Dan Ding Sect's gates, positions also need to be arranged one by one. When my life ends, I may not have the opportunity to say goodbye to the Elder, please forgive me!"

"I understand, future generations will remember your achievements."

Zhou Yi sighed, waving Zhai Kang out through the Formation and Prohibition, remaining silent for a long while before looking at the jade slip.

Even after countless farewells, each one was difficult to avoid feeling sad about!

Divine Sense swept over the jade slip, the content showed Zhai Kang's experiences in exterminating demons and slaying evil after joining the Immortal Pensions Office.

Narrated from Zhai Kang's first-person perspective, the language was not delicate or touching, but what was valuable was its authenticity, with each demon-hunting expedition documented as a chapter or an episode, amounting to nearly four hundred in total.

"I spent thirty years in the Immortal Pensions Office slaying demons and banishing evil, looks good, quite suitable for passing the time!"

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After Zhai Kang's departure, it was like tripping a chain reaction.

Three years later, Yuan Qi's lifespan ended and his path as a Daoist vanished; the Imperial Court, considering his lifetime achievements, elevated and conferred upon him the title of Demon-Subduing True Lord.

Seven years later, the True Person Wei passed away, his body buried in the tomb of the Earth Palace, with his life's experiences engraved on a stele.

Thereafter, disciples of the Earth Fire Palace continually ended their lives; some wished to return to the sect's ancestral tombs, while others had established families and were buried in clan cemeteries.

At this time, Baiyun Guan had already become the only Daoist temple in Cloud Continent. Compared to the Spring Breeze Turns into Rain during Zhai Kang's term, the new observatory head was originally a Precept True Lord of Dan Ding Sect, labeling other Daoist temples as heretical.

Within just over a decade, they were all swept away, and the "Orthodox Daoist Canon" was compiled gathering the classics of sages, becoming the fundamental scriptures of Baiyun Guan.

Fifty years passed.

The Earth Fire Palace was empty.

The vast palace complex was silent, the Qing stone buildings compressed and strengthened through Earth System Technique, rotting and fracturing very slowly, able to last for thousands of years.

That day.

Zhou Yi returned from celebrating in the capital, and as he tunneled underground, he passed by the palace and noticed it covered in a layer of dust.

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"The bustling world dazzles the eyes, but how many disciples still remember the Sect?"

"Others may disregard, but the one who has a sworn feud with me, even after his death, whether I have to dig graves or exhume tombs, I will have that cur buried here!"

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Sword Tomb.

Once the forbidden area of the Spirit Sword Sect, now completely exposed to the daylight, it looked no different from an ordinary hill.

A streak of escaping light descended and drilled into the body of the mountain.

The spiritual energy suddenly became extremely dense, as the entire mountain had been hollowed out and filled with densely packed spirit stones and ores, extracting spiritual energy with a Formation and Prohibition, concentrating it within a hundred paces.

In the center, a white-robed Daoist sat cross-legged, breathing in the vast spiritual energy and transforming it into his own mana.

The escaping light landed and transformed into an old Daoist in blue robes, with an aura that was unmistakably that of a Nascent Soul Daoist, who bowed and offered up a jade slip.

"Master, a few days ago in the southeast of Green State, an ancient relic manifested itself as its spiritual energy was depleted. After exploring it, I obtained a secret technique from within that seems to be related to the disappearance of the Demon Path and the One Qi Sect."

"Hmm?"

Jian Xuan raised an eyebrow and waved his hand, drawing the jade slip towards him.

Fifty years ago, the Orthodox forces shattered the Demon Path and discovered that the disciples of three sects had vanished without a trace; they slandered them, saying that the old demon had performed a Blood Sacrifice on his own sect members.

Afterwards, Heavenly Monarch Yuanling announced the closing of the sect, and ten years ago, Jian Xuan grew suspicious, forcibly broke into the One Qi Sect only to find it empty!

As Divine Sense swept over the jade slip, Jian Xuan's face contorted with ferocity, and a terrifying aura surged to the heavens.

"The Blood Sacrifice Method, no wonder, no wonder..."

"Hehehe, I've been close friends with that Yuan Ling cur for nearly two thousand years, yet he chose a secret technique for evading disaster over our friendship!"

Jian Xuan waved his hand, and the Sect-Defending Supreme Treasure Light Dividing Sword slowly rose from the ground, asking, "How many disciples are left in the Spirit Sword Sect?"

The old Daoist had already seen the content of the jade slip, and of course, knew what the Patriarch intended to do, he replied helplessly.

"The Spirit Sword Sect has long been scattered and separated, only Master and this disciple are left, the rest have gone their own ways to make a living. Currently, the various countries within Green State are divided, and behind the scenes, many are controlled by our own sect members, do we issue a Sword Command to summon them back?"

Jian Xuan gently stroked the sword's edge, his voice cold as ice.

"That would be good, it would save me the trouble of running around."

A few days later.

The Sword Command spread throughout the countries of Green State, and the surviving cultivators of the Spirit Sword Sect, half-doubting, came to the Sword Tomb upon hearing that the Patriarch was distributing the sect's inheritance.

The result was self-evident, all of them died within the Formation.

Their essence, qi, and soul condensed into semi-solid and semi-ethereal prohibition patterns that imprinted on Jian Xuan's forehead, as if branding him with a fresh red birthmark.

"Far from enough!"

Jian Xuan sensed the power of the prohibition, which was far from sufficient to survive the great calamity, and he would only die silently in his sleep, his gaze turning toward the old Daoist bowing in front of him.

"Disciple, bids farewell to Master!"

The old Daoist kowtowed thrice and bowed nine times, shattering his Nascent Soul into surging essence, qi, and soul, voluntarily merging into the imprint on Jian Xuan's forehead.

"Still not enough…"

Jian Xuan muttered to himself, his white hair turning as red as blood, his aura changing from the grandeur of the Orthodox Path to something shadowy and sinister.

"Mortals, always have to die, might as well die with some value!"

"The Spirit Sword Sect has sheltered Green State for nearly ten thousand years, it's time to collect some interest. After I evade this disaster and return, I will rebuild the Spirit Sword Sect to shelter Green State!"

Having said this, he soared into the air, flying from the south to the north over the territories of Green State.

Wherever he passed cities and villages, he would stop his escaping light, inhale, and consume the essence, qi, and soul of thousands, even tens of thousands of mortals.