I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Chapter 192: Chapter 188: The Legend of the God

"Let's not flatter each other!"

Xiao Tiezhu laughed and shook his head, then sighed.

"The Earth Fire Palace is but an empty shell now, and the Dan Ding Sect has only me left; becoming solitary figures together is quite a fate."

Zhou Yi asked with confusion, "The Dan Ding Sect has accumulated vast wealth, shouldn't there be other elders and true lords?"

The Dan Ding Sect ruled Cloud Continent, and massive amounts of Spirit Stones flowed into the sect's treasury every year; even if they squandered their thousands of years of savings, it should last two or three hundred years.

"My actions have always been rather stubborn, which makes it difficult not to become an annoyance. Even my fellow sect brothers harbor grievances against me."

Xiao Tiezhu shrugged and said, "So, I might as well divide up the family possessions and completely dissolve the Dan Ding Sect. Whatever they choose to do after descending the mountain, be it becoming immortals or demons, as long as they don't harm the mundane world."

Zhou Yi fell silent for a long while; Xiao Tiezhu was indeed unlikely to be understood by cultivators. It was unimaginable that he would refuse to use the method to avoid catastrophe, even if tens of thousands or hundreds of millions of mortal lives could not outweigh the path of a Nascent Soul elder!

"The rest is but dust; thousands or tens of thousands of years later, the name of a Daoist will surely be passed down to later generations!"

"I'm afraid it won't be a good reputation."

Xiao Tiezhu laughed, "A while back on my travels through Yizhou's Buddhist lands, I unexpectedly obtained a Buddhist scripture, the contents of which were quite interesting. It chronicled an enemy of Buddhism, known as the End-Time Heavenly Demon, the incarnation of the Poxun Demon Master, and said he had killed the Current World Buddha." Find more adventures on M V L

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, "Buddhism throws such dirt, and the Daoist doesn't put them in their place?"

"They only spoke of a Buddhist enemy, without naming names; how could I possibly kill all the Buddhist believers?"

Xiao Tiezhu snorted coldly, "There are a few old immortals still lingering in the world, but so long as I'm still alive, even if I'm down to my last breath, they would only dare use such despicable means!"

Unable to win in a magical duel, unable to outlast in lifespan, they were left extremely frustrated, waiting to die—an image of those old immortals boiling with resentment.

Zhou Yi reminded, "Isn't the Daoist worried that in desperation, they might join forces in secret?"

"Just a few Nascent Souls, none of them can compare to the might of Jian Xuan or Miao Shan."

Xiao Tiezhu said, "When engaging in magical duels, I dare to risk my life; which of them dares? Which of them is willing?"

"The Daoist's might is profound!"

Zhou Yi clasped his hands in admiration; although the young man before him seemed gentle when speaking, he was in fact the ruthless individual who had slain the Zhen Yang Demon Venerate, as well as the gods and demons Jian Xuan and Miao Shan in their Divine Transformation state.

In such a comparison, the Zhen Yang Demon Venerate suddenly seemed more noble!

"You are far too timid, constantly flattering to the point of sycophancy; are you afraid that I might lose my temper?"

Xiao Tiezhu said, "I've even endured the Buddhist sect; how could I lay hands on a junior like you!"

Zhou Yi's face showed a slight embarrassment; he still had not put away his Xuanwu Divine Armor, and quickly changed the subject, "I just never thought that someone of Daoist's status would also come to a brothel to listen to songs."

"I've cultivated the Dao for seven hundred years; can't I enjoy myself?"

Xiao Tiezhu revealed a proud look, seemingly more pleased with this than slaying a Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarch, "Half a year ago, during the contest for the chief courtesan, I actually spent a hundred thousand silver notes to ensure that Miss Qingqing won the title!"

"In terms of cultivation, I can't compare to the Daoist, but as for the taste in women... you are somewhat lacking..."

Zhou Yi nonchalantly commented, from some details he could tell that this Miss Qingqing, though seemingly pure, in actuality was manipulative, a pure product packaged by the brothel to deceive the unsophisticated.

Xiao Tiezhu asked in astonishment, "You seem to know quite a lot about these things; could it be that you're a regular at the Spring Breeze Building?"

Zhou Yi shrugged, "Not too often, maybe loitering around for thirty or fifty years."

"The reason why I favored this young lady is because she resembles my senior sister from back then."

Xiao Tiezhu reminisced, "Back then, I went to Moon Viewing Peak to report on my duties; it happened to be a full moon, and the beautiful scenery and beautiful woman are still unforgettable to this day!"

Zhou Yi clicked his tongue, "In his youth, the Daoist actually peeped at his senior sister bathing. This must be noted down to be passed on to later generations!"

Xiao Tiezhu's face slightly reddened; he covered it up with a drink and expressed surprise, "How do you know about that?"

"I sorted through the Daoist treasury, and read extensively."

Zhou Yi laughed and said, "Among them were miscellaneous collections about the geography of the Dan Ding Sect, which recorded various beautiful scenes; how could they omit the Moon Viewing Peak's Heavenly Pond?"

"Yes, the Heavenly Pond, but sadly it's now dried up."

Xiao Tiezhu languished for a long time, then took out a jade slip from his sleeve, "This contains the core heritage of the Dan Ding Sect; I trouble you to organize it into the Daoist treasury so that future generations who uncover it can also inherit the Dan Ding Sect's legacy."

Zhou Yi accepted the jade slip, and a sweep of his Divine Sense revealed it was full of cultivation techniques and secret arts related to Nascent Soul and Divinity Transformation.

Even as the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth dried up, such texts became mere scraps of paper, yet very few people brought them out to sell. One reason being they wouldn't fetch many Spirit Stones, and another was to preserve the memory that their ancestors had once been wealthy.

"This heritage is too precious; I..."

"It's nothing, just a pile of old paper."

Xiao Tiezhu said nonchalantly, "It also contains some of the teachings of the Patch Heaven Cult, but I've removed the Blood Sacrifice Method. Such sorcery should never have existed in the world, and it's for the best to end its lineage."

After the collapse of his ancestral line, Xiao Tiezhu could no longer sense opportunities or dangers, but his continuous use of the fate talent over hundreds of years had slowly developed into a subtle intuition.

From the very first glimpse of Tang Xuan, Xiao Tiezhu felt a familiar warmth and, knowing his background and actions, he was willing to converse deeply, offering the heritage of the Dan Ding Sect and the Patch Heaven Cult.

After fighting to the death against Jian Xuan and Miao Shan, sustaining heavy injuries, this act was also his way of entrusting his affairs to his talent.

Zhou Yi, having repeatedly accepted such trusts, understood the implications and respectfully said.

"I shall not fail the Daoist's trust."

"Haha, you're an interesting fellow."

Xiao Tiezhu boasted, "At the least, I should live another two or three hundred years. By that time, you will have long since perished; our meeting today is fated. When I pass by your tomb in the future, I'll make sure to burn some extra paper money for you!"

"..."

Zhou Yi was unable to argue and simply noted the matter down, planning to have a thorough chat by this fellow's grave in the future.

"I'm quite knowledgeable about music; a few days ago, I composed a piece. Since the courtesan is proficient in music, why not let the Daoist appreciate a piece?"

"Let's hear it."

Xiao Tiezhu nodded slightly and called over the madam to bring the chief courtesan over.

About half an hour later.

As the music began to play, Miss Qingqing sang.

"Flowers bloom and wither, time flows like a long river..."

"Leaving behind only the elegance of gods, the legends of divinity!"

At first, Xiao Tiezhu found the tune strange, the singing method somewhat awkward, but as he listened to the lyrics, scenes began to unfold before his eyes.

Strike down Foundation Establishment, strike down Golden Core, strike down Nascent Soul, strike down Divinity Transformation!

Dominating beneath heaven, silencing gods and demons!

Traversing the Nine Continents and Four Seas without a match, in the end, just a wave in the river of time, a tear shed!

Xiao Tiezhu felt the song was profound, perfectly resonating with his experiences, and he waved his hand, casting down stacks of silver notes.

"Reward!"

...

Years later.

Zhou Yi returned below ground, his legs trembling slightly.

"As expected of a Nascent Soul Daoist, to carry on celebrating all these years without a change of expression!"

That very morning, Xiao Tiezhu had received an invitation. The last great monk of Buddhism had passed into nirvana and had invited him to attend the ceremony. The two had just parted ways at the Spring Breeze Building.

"Niu'er, pack up, it's time to move."

Zhou Yi packed his entire repository of Daoist texts into his storage bag and collected all the formation and prohibitions. Now that this place had been revealed to Xiao Tiezhu, it would be problematic if he came to pay his respects two hundred years later only to find him still alive.

The Yellow Bull opened its mouth and swallowed the Spirit Ginseng doll, the Bloodvine Demon, and the Seven-colored Lotus, then neatly collected all the rare herbs from the spirit field and asked,

"Immortal, where shall we go this time?"

"Cloud Continent lies to the south of the Nine Continents, so let's go north of Beihai!"

Zhou Yi put the Yellow Bull into the Beast Controlling Bag, which was stored with plenty of spirit stones for its cultivation needs.

Once all traces were cleaned up, he visited the sect's cemetery to burn paper offerings and even manufactured a false grave.

Using the Earth Escape technique, he headed north!

Several days later, after leaving Cloud Continent and entering Ji Continent, Zhou Yi emerged from underground, no longer hiding, and with a flap of his wings, he transformed into thunder and flew away.

Half a month later.

Zhou Yi arrived on the shores of Beihai, bought some sea maps in a nearby city, and continued flying north for hundreds of thousands of miles.

"It truly seems boundless. When Spiritual Objects are abundant, I must explore the limits of this sea!"

He cast Water Escape to enter the depths of the sea, then Earth Escape to sink hundreds of feet below, where he reestablished his formations and prohibitions, and let the Yellow Bull out of the Beast Controlling Bag.

"Niu'er, for the next two... three hundred years, we can only hide here!"

The remaining Nascent Soul old monsters of the Nine Continents would surely have clashed with Xiao Tiezhu. Whether it was a direct confrontation or plots and traps, their last desperate counterattacks posed the greatest danger and madness.

There might even be sorcery that blood sacrifices the living beings of an entire continent; staying in Cloud Continent was truly somewhat unsafe!

The Yellow Bull transformed into human form, arranged the Daoist text shelves neatly, and scratched his head honestly, "Immortal, with so many Daoist arts collected, meditating in seclusion will make two or three hundred years pass swiftly."

"Indeed, Niu'er understands me the best!"

Zhou Yi ejected the Jian tree, planting it at the center of the formation and watered it with the Jade Dew Art and Creation Dew.

The Jian tree emitted pure and surging Spiritual Energy, attracting the Spirit Ginseng doll, who flew over and took deep breaths of its scent.

Zhou Yi patted the green leaves on the head of the Spirit Ginseng doll, saying, "Take good care of the medicine field. Once the Jian tree grows large, I will reward you with a tree branch."

"Mmm mmm mmm!"

The Spirit Ginseng smiled and hastily waved its hoe to cultivate the spirit field.

With Spiritual Energy exhausted, seeds of Spiritual Medicine that required long periods to mature instantly became useless. Zhou Yi only used a small amount of spirit stones to purchase many rare Spiritual Medicine seeds, each requiring thousands or even tens of thousands of years to mature, ideally suited for planting at this time.

From then on.

Zhou Yi began his secluded meditation, hastening the growth of the Jian tree, and delving into the Daoist repository.

Without the materials for Artifact Refining and Alchemy to practice, his progress in the four arts of cultivation was extremely slow, but with time, he still achieved many insights and understandings.

When staying underground became dull, Zhou Yi would go to the sea surface to enjoy the breeze and fish, relaxing his mind.

The stars shifted in the sky; time passed quietly.

Over a hundred years flashed by.

That day.

The Yellow Bull lay quietly on the ground, emitting a thick aura of death.

A typical Demon King has a lifespan of eight to nine hundred years, and the Yellow Bull had lived for more than nine hundred years; it was normal for its life to be drawing to a close.

"Niu'er, you must think this through."

Zhou Yi gently stroked the bull's head, saying, "The Blood Sacrifice Method from the Ghost King Sect has never seen a demon soul reincarnate into a wood spirit, and even with the integration of the Art of Tool Spirit, the success rate is extremely low. If it fails, your soul will be dissipated, unable to even enter the cycle of reincarnation!"

"Immortal, don't worry, I will do my best to maintain my original spirit and intelligence."

The Yellow Bull said, "Let alone if the tales of reincarnation are mere illusions, even if I were to reincarnate and return, I wouldn't truly be myself anymore. Better to take the risk, and if I fail, I'll have no regrets!"

"Hmm."

Zhou Yi wasn't the kind to be overly sentimental. He waved his hand and extracted the Yellow Bull's soul, infusing it into the Innate Spirit Root of the Jian tree.

The Jian tree, now over nine feet tall, glittered with a layer of green luminescence, resisting the attachment of the Yellow Bull's divine soul.

Zhou Yi was prepared and cast the Jade Dew Art, using his lifespan and Mana to form Creation Dew. He wrapped the Yellow Bull's soul in droplets of dew and allowed them to fall.

Sensing a familiar essence, the Jian tree gradually ceased its resistance, allowing the Yellow Bull's soul to smoothly enter. Following the flow of the dew, the soul reached a mass of green qi, which seemed to faintly pulse with a weak intelligence.

The Yellow Bull executed the soul transmigration technique, splitting its soul into countless fragments, which slowly merged into the green qi.