I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

"You don't need to pay attention to my complaints. The Purple Palace Realm has already fallen. We'll be stuck here for a lifetime, and it will be difficult to launch a counterattack. Joining the Feathered Dragon Clan now... is equivalent to being reborn..."

After a moment, the man in the scholar's robe regained his composure and used these words to persuade Wei Tu.

And to this.

Wei Tu himself didn't find it difficult to accept.

He did not have the heavy psychological burden that the descendants of the Purple Palace Realm had.

However, being mistaken by the Feathered Dragon Clan for a remnant of the Purple Palace Realm means that it will be difficult for him to escape the Feathered Dragon Clan's "supervision" and return to the human realm.

"Unless, we gain the trust of the Feathered Dragon Clan, or possess sufficient strength to prevent them from being too blatant in their 'imprisonment' practices..."

Wei Tu's eyes flickered slightly as he pondered to himself.

……

After exchanging words with the man in the Confucian robe.

Wei Tu was then successfully taken away by the Great Princess Qian Ying'er and taken to the place she had described as "bathing in dragon blood".

"It is only natural for Fellow Daoist He to be attached to his homeland. It is precisely for this reason that I have great respect for him... However, my Feather Dragon Clan is not a harmful place. After Fellow Daoist Lin joins my Feather Dragon Clan, he can also accumulate strength and prepare to return to the Purple Palace Realm..."

"One approach is to dwell on the past, while the other is to look to the present. In my eyes, there is no superiority or inferiority between the two, but for the remnants of the Zichen Realm and for fellow Daoists, the distinction between right and wrong, superiority and inferiority, must be carefully discerned!"

As she flew away, Princess Qian Ying'er earnestly advised Wei Tu. She seemed to have guessed the "influence" that the scholar-robed man had exerted on Wei Tu, and was therefore trying her best to change his mind.

"Merging with" the remnants of the Zichen Realm is a national policy formulated by the entire Yulong Clan and has always been advocated by her father.

After all, every cultivator who could escape from the hellish realm of Zichen was an elite of that realm.

It seems that among these people, only one Mahayana Immortal has been born over the years, which appears to be a rather small number. It is far inferior to the vast foundation of their Feathered Dragon Clan. But it should be noted that, excluding subsequent reproductions, the number of these remnants of the Purple Chen Realm... to date, is only a little over a hundred.

Even the Thunder Roc Clan, the smallest of the Ten Spirit Clans in the Spirit Realm, numbers in the hundreds of thousands.

From this perspective, the chances of the descendants of the Purple Palace Realm giving birth to Mahayana Immortals are exceptionally high.

Even if... the birth of that Mahayana cultivator was merely a coincidence, just to win him over, the Feathered Dragon Clan still needed to demonstrate a willingness to accept the remnants of the Purple Palace Realm and "merge" with him.

"Thank you for the reminder, Great Princess... I myself am also willing to join the Feathered Dragon Clan..."

Upon hearing this, Wei Tu remained silent for a moment, then looked up at the direction of the Purple Palace Realm with a slightly wistful expression, nodded, and said these words.

As soon as these words fell.

A hint of satisfaction immediately appeared between the brows of the Great Princess Qian Ying'er.

She does not believe that this move is Wei Tu forgetting his roots.

The label "remnants of the Purple Palace Realm" only came about after they fled from the Purple Palace Realm to the Spirit Realm. Without the support and influence of those "ancestral people," it would have been natural for them to join the more powerful and stable Feather Dragon Clan.

Not everyone wants to wander the world forever.

"Where in the spirit world is this place?" After a brief conversation, Wei Tu asked this question.

"Northern part of the Flying Spirit Continent..."

"Dragon Rock Immortal City, another important place for my Feathered Dragon Clan."

Princess Qian Ying'er paused, and with a flick of her wrist, a talisman bearing the words "Longyan" and shimmering with spiritual light instantly appeared on her fair, boneless jade palm.

Then, she pointed with two fingers and cast several incantations into the talisman.

next moment.

The talisman marked with the words "Longyan" suddenly flew out of the woman's palm and merged into the void in front of her.

Before long, a “spatial portal” that seemed to be embedded in the void slowly opened, revealing indistinct carved jade towers in the distance, as well as countless majestic golden palaces standing in the clouds.

"Dragon Rock Immortal City, the stronghold of the Feathered Dragon Clan..."

Upon seeing this scene, Wei Tu was shocked. This was not the kind of shock one would feel upon seeing a magnificent immortal landscape, after all, compared to the vastness of the "Heavenly Abyss Holy City", the Dragon Rock Immortal City in front of him was really insignificant.

Instead... this scene perfectly matched his guess.

—Those survivors of the Purple Palace Realm have been effectively "imprisoned" by the Feathered Dragon Clan.

And that is the price of refusing to "merge" with the Feathered Dragon Clan!

“No wonder… the dragon blood aura in those people was so weak. It seems that after bathing in dragon blood, they expelled it from their bodies…” Wei Tu realized belatedly.

However, he could tell that the remaining people of the Purple Palace Realm did not blame the Feather Dragon Clan too much for this matter.

Because, in this matter, the remnants of the Zichen Realm are rather "out of touch with reality".

After bathing in dragon's blood...

They will be partially controlled by the Feathered Dragon Clan and rarely have any freedom.

However, the Feathered Dragon Clan did not regard these remnants of the Purple Palace Realm as slaves, but rather held the idea of ​​accepting them as part of their own.

We can't just... abandon these remnants of the Purple Palace Realm as the overlords of the Spirit Realm, can we?

From a realistic point of view, this is impossible.

Conversely, in the eyes of the Feathered Dragon Clan's higher-ups, this was already more than enough.

"They...refused assimilation..."

"It's not just a simple... verbal conflict."

Wei Tu remained silent, understanding the source of Qian Ying'er's admiration for these people.

Embrace the present moment; it's an easy choice.

But this also highlights the value of that "persistent regret".

……

Half a day later.

Outside the Dragon Blood Palace in Longyan Immortal City.

Shortly after Wei Tu was brought into the hall, a blurry, illusory figure appeared before the Great Princess Qian Ying'er. The figure wore a flat-topped crown and a dragon robe. His eyes radiated a divine light, seemingly able to penetrate the restrictions at the entrance of the hall and see directly inside.

"This child... is the new survivor of the Purple Palace Realm that you brought in?"

The illusory figure turned its head slightly, looked at Qian Ying'er, and asked.

To be precise—

"He is the only surviving member of the Purple Palace Realm in the last ten thousand years."

"The remnants of the Zichen Realm alone are not worth my daughter personally going to guide after sensing this movement."

Qian Ying'er nodded slightly and replied.

Upon hearing this, a hint of satisfaction appeared on the blurry figure's face. "You did well; you know how to seize opportunities."

"...The remnant of the Purple Chen Realm you've guided is indeed extraordinary. He's a rare individual who cultivates both body and magic. His body refinement realm has reached the mid-sixth rank. Moreover, the laws he's comprehended... are also high-level laws like the Five Elements Law..."

"He has the potential to become the next Zi Chi Jun."

"The second Purple Dragon Lord?" Upon hearing this, Qian Ying'er's previously calm pink face instantly showed a hint of surprise. "Father's evaluation of him is so high? Although dual cultivation of body and magic is rare, our Feather Dragon Clan is not lacking... Such cultivators have higher potential than other cultivators, but to reach the late stage of the Integration Realm is already quite good... The Mahayana Realm is no longer something that can be determined by dual cultivation of body and magic..."

"Besides, he is only a sixth-level body refiner; not a seventh-level body refiner."

Qian Ying'er's words were slightly questioning, as if she wanted the blurry figure to explain why Wei Tu possessed such great potential.

"Do you know why my Feathered Dragon Clan has always maintained goodwill towards the remnants of the Purple Palace Realm, yet those remnants... refuse to unite with my Feathered Dragon Clan?"

The blurry, illusory figure asked in return.

"It's because..."

Qian Ying'er paused.

She already had the answer to this question in her heart. It was nothing more than the Feathered Dragon Clan being the legitimate successor of the Spirit Realm, and the need to maintain relations with the Purple Dragon Lord, and so on—but she was certain that when her father, the Great Ascension Dragon Lord, said these words, it was by no means a simple remark or a cliché.

"It's because of the good fortune brought by incense offerings..."

The blurry figure looked up at the sky, its eyes seemingly seeing changes in the distance, unknown to others. "The incense offerings and fortune of a small world can still produce a Mahayana immortal... then the incense offerings and fortune of the entire Zichen Realm will surely give birth to more than just a mere Zichi Lord?"

"What my Feathered Dragon Clan wants is to have another Tribulation Transcending Immortal within our clan!"

The blurry, unreal figure uttered these words with absolute certainty.

"Then... those descendants of the Purple Palace Realm severed their dragon blood in order to..." In an instant, Qian Ying'er had a slight understanding and realized the deeper calculations of these descendants of the Purple Palace Realm.

"The power of incense offerings... can still be seen and touched. But... the concept of destiny is too illusory."

Qian Ying'er frowned slightly as she spoke these words, hoping to learn more about the unknown secrets of the cultivation world from her father.

But a pity.

This little thought was quickly noticed by the blurry figure, or perhaps out of some concern, it glanced at Qian Ying'er briefly and then dropped the subject.

"besides--"

"This cultivator's magical power is also the greatest I have ever seen among those in the early stages of the Integration Realm..."

The blurry figure reiterated the reason for his optimism about Weitu.

"The first person?"

As soon as these words fell.

Even though Qian Ying'er was somewhat prepared, she couldn't help but feel a jolt in her heart.

This title is a thousand times more shocking than anything like "cultivating both body and spirit," "a remnant of the Purple Palace Realm," or "the theory of destiny."

Because the first few titles can be bestowed upon other people.

Only this "number one in magical power at the initial stage of the Fusion Realm"...

It is unique to Weitu.

Furthermore, the person commenting on this cultivation was no ordinary individual. He was the patriarch of the Feathered Dragon Clan, whose status and power placed him firmly among the top ten in the Spirit Realm! A Mahayana Dragon Lord at the Mahayana realm!
Even so... within the "upper three realms," the strength of one's magical power is no longer as important as the Golden Core and Nascent Soul realms.

"Father... are you deliberately teasing your daughter? No matter how powerful this cultivator's magic is... can it still compare to the Ancestor's when he was young?"

Qian Ying'er bit her lip and asked.

"This..." Upon hearing this, the blurry figure was speechless for a moment, because he did not know the strength of his ancestor's magic power when he was in the Integration Realm.

He wasn't even born when he became famous.

"Think about it yourself. Anyway, this cultivator was brought here by you, and in the future... he should belong to your faction, and it has nothing to do with me."

The blurry figure gave Qian Ying'er a deep look, then flicked its sleeve and disappeared outside the main hall.

As soon as these words fell.

Inside the main hall, bursts of dragon roars echoed, the mournful cries of the dragon blood as Wei Tu forcibly refined it using his Body Refinement Realm cultivation.

"In the early stages of the Fusion Realm, the person with the greatest magical power..."

"The Supreme Law—The Law of the Five Elements!"

Outside the palace, Qian Ying'er repeatedly pondered her father's words, her starry eyes shining even brighter, and a hint of surprise appearing on her face.

She knew that her father was not the kind of person who liked to boast.

It is said that Wei Tu has the potential for Mahayana Buddhism...

To become the second Zi Chi Jun.

Therefore, as long as she follows the established procedures, her future development will likely be much in line with what her father said.

"Even if... I can't become the second Zi Chi Jun, but I can still reach the Great Ascension Realm and become the peak of the Integration Realm, it would still be excellent..." she thought to herself.

Unlike other princes and princesses from branch or collateral branches who could directly compete with her, the descendants of the Zichen Realm, although accepted by the Feather Dragon Clan, were destined by their bloodline to become appendages of the Feather Dragon Clan, with no possibility of seizing power.

So, from this point of view...

As long as she wins over Wei Tu, he can become her biggest helper in the competition for the "Dragon King's position".

Furthermore, in terms of identity, she was more credible than the princes and princesses who supported her.

……

"That obscure divine consciousness..."

"Fortunately, this isn't Immortal Dragon City. And fortunately, he only peeked from afar..."

Inside the Dragon Blood Palace, Wei Tu, who had sensed the departure of the blurry figure, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Despite the profound mysteries of life cultivation and the "concealment" of the Five Elements Law, even if this cultivator were to arrive in person, as long as he did not intend to offend him to death and meticulously examine every part of his body, the "Dark Law" within him and his hidden seventh-order body refinement realm would not be exposed.

But... this is just in theory.

It's impossible for someone facing a Mahayana cultivator alone not to be afraid!
"The Hidden Fate Realm... must be reached as soon as possible."

"Once I reach this level, I can perfectly conceal myself with my life force... At that time, even if a Tribulation-Transcending Immortal comes in person to investigate... I will not have to worry."

Wei Tu's eyes flashed with a cold light; at that moment, he made up his mind completely.

Although the Six Tribulations of Severing Life are difficult to overcome...

But he was no ordinary cultivator who had achieved the Nascent Soul stage.

His greatest guarantee is the dual cultivation of Dharma and body.

And he-

Now there are only three more life-severing techniques left before breaking through to the Hidden Life Realm.

These are respectively: Thousand Jia Longevity, Ten Thousand Jia Longevity, Hundred Thousand Jia Longevity...

According to his estimation, the final 100,000 years of lifespan tribulation, although at the level of peak Integration Stage to early Mahayana Stage, is beyond the reach of Integration Stage cultivators... However, as long as one finds a defensive treasure capable of withstanding Mahayana Stage attacks, surviving this tribulation is not unimaginable.

"Of course, this is only the worst-case scenario. Under normal circumstances, no Mahayana or Tribulation Transcending cultivator would be so bored and domineering as to casually probe the foundation of a Nascent Soul cultivator like me..."

"Moreover, with the protection of that Mahayana senior from the Zichen Realm—my identity as a descendant of the Zichen Realm is also a form of protection for me..."

With this in mind, Wei Tu put aside his worries and began to absorb the true dragon blood in the "Dragon Blood Pool" without any distractions.

The true dragon power contained in this "dragon blood" is many times purer than the spiritual liquid in the Dragon Transformation Pool he soaked in during the "Three Races Secret Realm".

This could be considered a benefit he received after being "spyed on." (End of Chapter)