I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

He said it was "to a certain extent" because he discovered that this talisman could not help him resist too much of the power of the human world.

In other words.

If he were truly a remnant of the Purple Palace Realm, relying solely on this talisman, it would be extremely difficult for him to travel to the human realm.

"Then... what is the meaning of Zi Chi Jun? To train me? Or is there another purpose?" Wei Tu frowned secretly, pondering Zi Chi Jun's intentions here.

At first, he thought that the hundred years mentioned by Zi Chi Jun referred to the time he would spend traveling to the human world and lingering there... Now it seems that it was actually a preparation time reserved for him to think about how to enter the spirit world.

"Could it be that even a Mahayana immortal like Lord Zichi doesn't have the ability to easily descend to the mortal realm? And is this part of the reason why he hasn't retrieved the Nanhua treasure yet?"

Wei Tu made a bold hypothesis.

However, thinking of this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief—because if he could descend to the mortal realm simply by borrowing the power of Mahayana, those enemies from the ancient saintly families would be quite troublesome for him.

After his status as the 'successor' of the Mysterious Spirit Fairy was exposed, these ancient holy families naturally connected this matter with the lower realm of the human world.

The origins of each of the ancient sage families can be directly traced back to the Mahayana cultivation practices of the human race throughout history.

Since Zi Chi Jun could easily send him down to the mortal realm, naturally, as native humans of the spirit realm, how could the ancestors of these ancient holy families not have left some contingency plans in the mortal realm to facilitate their return?
Now that the talisman given to him by Zi Chi Jun has been proven to be insufficient for him to descend from the spirit realm to the mortal world... he no longer needs to worry that the ancient saintly family will suddenly 'cross the realm and descend to the mortal world,' which would be detrimental to his relatives and friends remaining in the human world.

His native identity is the most crucial element for his return to the human world.

That's how Jiang Lingzi was back then.

He is the same today.

……

Half a day later, after struggling to withstand the suppressive power of the human realm, Wei Tu finally broke through the spatial barrier between the two realms and returned once again to the forbidden land of the human realm he came to when he ascended more than a thousand years ago—the Mourning God Ridge.

This place remains unchanged from years ago, riddled with spatial rifts, devoid of humans and beasts, a desolate wasteland.

“It’s exactly the same as it was back then. I wonder… has Qingfeng ascended to heaven now?” Wei Tu narrowed his eyes and released his vast divine sense from his sea of ​​consciousness to examine this old scene and see if there were any traces left by Luqiu Qingfeng.

Now, nearly 1,200 years have passed since he ascended to the Spirit Realm.

More than forty years later, the day arrived when he and Luqiu Qingfeng agreed to meet after the opening of the Zunwang Palace secret realm.

However, this woman also said that after reaching the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, she would follow his old path to ascend to the Spirit Realm—the Lost God Ridge—and ascend to the Spirit Realm first.

After all, more than a thousand years is far too long.

Like him, Luqiu Qingfeng had only cultivated for a thousand years before ascending to immortality. He certainly wouldn't waste his youth in the lower realm.

Even Wei Tu himself—a thousand years ago—did not have the confidence that he could reach the Refinement of Emptiness and Integration Realm in a short time, and turn around to 'make up' for Lu Qiu Qingfeng's loss of staying in the human world and delaying his ascension.

Therefore, at that time, he approved of Luqiu Qingfeng's plan to ascend ahead of schedule, and did not strongly insist that Luqiu Qingfeng continue to wait for him in the human realm.

"No coded messages left by Qingfeng?"

A moment later, after searching the Lost God Ridge with his divine sense, Wei Tu saw that there was no ascension code left by Lu Qiu Qingfeng as he had thought. A look of relief appeared on his face.

If things had gone according to plan, Luqiu Qingfeng's early ascension would have been a good thing. But right now... whether among humans or other alien races in the spirit world, Wei Tu is most likely one of those who are 'wanted'.

Naturally, as his Daoist partner in the human realm, Lüqiu Qingfeng would also be implicated by him.

Of course... with Luqiu Qingfeng's intelligence, he wouldn't publicize their relationship after ascending to immortality, thus inviting trouble for himself.

However, this matter is indeed very dangerous.

Now that it is still in the human realm, it must be safer than if it were in the spirit realm.

At least, it will make his search for this woman much easier, and he won't be completely lost.

However, after searching the Lost God Ridge with his divine sense, Wei Tu was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the spot and entered a meditative state.

Although he was an ascended native of the human realm, he had spent a thousand years in the 'upper realm,' and his aura was unacceptable to the human realm. Therefore, in order to move freely and not be overly suppressed by the will of the human realm, eliminating the otherworldly aura from his body was imperative.

"If I reach the Hidden Fate Realm, whether I am a cultivator from the Upper Realm or a native of the Human Realm... the world of the Human Realm will no longer be able to restrain me..." Wei Tu circulated his cultivation technique and pondered to himself.

The Hidden Fate Realm is the second major realm among the four realms of Fate Cultivation. The hallmark of this realm is the complete severing of the cultivator's connection with heaven and earth.

Naturally, concealing one's identity and smuggling oneself to the lower realm became a trivial matter.

……

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

After eliminating the otherworldly aura from himself and suppressing his cultivation level to the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, the omnipresent oppressive force of heaven and earth gradually disappeared around Wei Tu.

"Early stage of Nascent Soul? This level is sufficient."

Wei Tu raised his hand, frowned as he looked at the wisp of combined magical power that was being targeted by the human world, which was lingering around his fingertips, and then pulled it back into his body.

"Furthermore, in terms of appearance..." Wei Tu, who was getting up to leave the Lost God Ridge, pondered for a moment, then flicked his sleeves and used the physical regeneration ability of a body cultivator to cast a disguise spell on himself.

A moment later, with a series of cracking and popping sounds, Wei Tu, who had been standing there just moments before, had become a tall, thin male cultivator with a pockmarked face, whose appearance and physique were completely different.

In the human realm, as a cultivator from the upper realm, he has nothing to fear. However, as an 'ascended cultivator' who already had a great reputation a thousand years ago... if he goes out with this face, it will probably immediately cause a world-wide shock in the human realm.

Ancient sage families have little influence over the lower realms. But who knows if they have any hidden tricks up their sleeves that allow them to spy on human affairs?

This is something we must be wary of!

Of course, this could also be due to his excessive 'caution'. After all, under normal circumstances, even the ancient saintly families could hardly predict that he would 'ask for trouble' by returning to the human world.

……

Emerging from the Lost God Ridge, the closest familiar 'old ground' to Wei Tu is the 'Great Snow Mountain' in the northern region of the Great Yan Cultivation Realm.

“If a Nascent Soul cultivator does not undergo the Heavenly Tribulation of their lifespan, their lifespan can reach ten thousand years… At this time, the Golden Silkworm Snow Maiden’s master—the Heavenly Eyebrow Snow Maiden of the Great Snow Mountain—should still be in the mortal realm…” Wei Tu pondered in his heart as he flew away.

Although he didn't have much of a relationship with this woman.

However, this woman is a deity in the human realm, and the information she knows about the human realm over the past thousand years is definitely among the most extensive of all cultivators in the human realm.

however.

More than ten days later, when he arrived at the 'Great Snow Mountain', he was met with an extremely shocking scene.

The Great Snow Mountain, which has existed for hundreds of thousands of years, is now deserted and has become a ruin.

Only from the remaining ruins can one discern how magnificent and grand this school of thought must have been a thousand years ago.

“This… how is this possible? Although a thousand years is a long time, it is absolutely impossible for the Great Snow Mountain to be wiped out…” Wei Tu frowned slightly, his face looking a little grim at this moment.

A thousand years ago, when he and the Golden Silkworm Snow Maiden ascended to heaven, the Great Yan cultivation world was in an unprecedentedly weak state.

In the Northern Region, the 'Ghost Shadow Palace,' which stood alongside the Great Snow Mountain, was destroyed, leaving only the Great Snow Mountain as its sole remaining entity.

In the Southern Region, since the deaths of the Iron Turtle Immortal and the Blissful Marquis, there have been no more Nascent Soul cultivators remaining in the world.

The Western Regions, Eastern Regions, and Central Regions also experienced varying degrees of shortage of Nascent Soul cultivators, which greatly weakened the number and quality of Nascent Soul cultivators.

Moreover, his ascension with the Golden Silkworm Snow Maiden was not a proper tribulation ascension, but rather an ascension to the Spirit Realm through a spatial rift in the 'Death God Ridge'.

In other words, with the formidable reputation of him and the Golden Silkworm Snow Maiden, no matter how dire the situation at the Great Snow Mountain, it would be difficult for it to fall to the point of being wiped out in just a short period of a thousand years.

There is no use in thinking too much.

After a moment of fluctuating expression, Wei Tu's vast divine sense swept across the area and immediately locked onto a Foundation Establishment cultivator who was flying a thousand miles away.

With a thought, the cultivator immediately fell into a dreamlike state, descending from the sky and losing consciousness.

"Five hundred years ago, in the Corpse King Sect of the Central Region... the Nascent Soul Venerable 'Purple-Faced Hermit'... Heavenly Eyebrow Venerable was no match for him, was defeated and captured, and became a furnace for his cultivation..."

Soon, under Wei Tu's hypnosis, the cultivator recounted, word by word, some of the major events that had occurred in the Great Yan cultivation world over the past thousand years.

Although these major events were not specific, they allowed him to glimpse some of the reasons why the Great Snow Mountain sect was destroyed.

"How could a sect called the Corpse King Sect suddenly rise up in the Central Region of the Great Yan? Moreover, what is the background of this Purple-Faced Hermit? He actually has the strength to capture the Heavenly Eyebrow Venerable, who is also at the Nascent Soul Realm..."

Wei Tu frowned deeply, feeling a sense of disbelief.

The cultivation world is vast and full of wonders. However, this Great Yan cultivation world was once swept away by him.

A thousand years ago, he had never heard of a sect called the Corpse King Sect in the Central Region of the Great Yan Dynasty. Nor had he ever seen a Nascent Soul expert named 'Purple-Faced Hermit'.

"How are the other Nascent Soul sects doing?"

Wei Tu's gaze sharpened, and he continued to ask questions.

"...Subsequently, the Swordfire Palace collapsed and fled to the Eastern Region along with the cultivators of the Holy Buddha Temple, and their whereabouts remain unknown to this day. In the Central Region, only the Corpse King Sect remains dominant..." Upon hearing this, the Foundation Establishment cultivator, his mind hazy, uttered the information he knew.

"Defeat? They fled?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Tu's expression softened slightly.

In the Great Snow Mountain, he was only familiar with the Golden Silkworm Snow Maiden; the other cultivators were strangers to him.

However, the Swordfire Palace and the Holy Buddha Temple still have some old acquaintances he met in the human world.

Although these words are heartless... compared to the complete annihilation of these factions, the arrival of this news is undoubtedly a good thing.

"No, the Holy Buddha Temple is alright, with Abbess Lan there. As for the Sword Fire Palace... after Gong Shulan ascended and left, there should be no Nascent Soul cultivators left in the world. If this Purple-Faced Hermit truly wants to dominate the Central Region... it's impossible. He deliberately let the Sword Fire Palace cultivators go, allowing them to merge with the Holy Buddha Temple..."

Wei Tu's eyes flashed, and he instantly noticed something amiss.

The timing is clearly a bit 'unreasonable'.

This is not the normal approach to eliminating a faction.

Normally speaking, how could one first provoke the 'Great Snow Mountain' which is openly protected by three Nascent Soul cultivators, and then go on to destroy other sects?

"And this great snow-capped mountain..."

Wei Tu hesitated for a while, then suddenly realized something, frowned, and sensed the concentration of spiritual energy before him, which was almost the same as it had been a thousand years ago... A strange expression then appeared on his face.

The 'Great Snow Mountain', located a thousand miles away, is one of only two 'fifth-order spiritual veins' in this northern region.

If he were the "Purple-Faced Hermit" of the Corpse King Sect, after destroying the Great Snow Mountain, besides capturing the female Nascent Soul cultivator, Heavenly Eyebrows, as a "furnace," his first act would have been to seize the sect's territory and establish a separate branch.

But ironically... the former site of the 'Great Snow Mountain' is now just ruins, and no one is cultivating there anymore...

Previously, he had mistakenly believed that the spiritual vein of this 'Great Snow Mountain' had been destroyed when the sect was wiped out.

However, if it is destroyed, the residual spiritual energy of the fifth-order spiritual vein where he stands will likely be no different from before.

"Now it seems……"

Wei Tu's gaze sharpened, a green light flashed between his brows, and he immediately used his 'Hun'e Evil Eye' to peer into the distant 'Great Snow Mountain'.

"The power of fusion?" After a moment, Wei Tu's expression changed slightly as he looked into the distance at the spiritual vein restrictions beneath the Great Snow Mountain.

The restrictions here allowed him to experience, for the first time, the combined magical power that is rarely seen in the human realm, as well as the power of rules contained within it.

"Moreover, this magical power seems to be..."

In an instant, Wei Tu recalled the past, and with a grim expression, he gazed at the central region of the Great Yan cultivation world.

"It is the power of the rules within the Corpse-Sinking Evil Land."

he muttered.

"So—the appearance of the Corpse King Sect wasn't for Master Tianmei, but for me?"

Wei Tu instantly recalled the sudden disturbance deep within the 'Inner Domain Secret Palace' in the Corpse-Sinking Evil Land when he stole the 'Toad Water Corpse'.

At the time, he thought that the 'master' of the secret palace was just a 'high-level corpse' that had developed consciousness, but now it seems that the 'master' of the secret palace is very likely not dead.

He was resurrected more than 500 years ago. In order to take revenge, he disregarded his and the Golden Silkworm Snow Maiden's reputation, came to the Great Snow Mountain, and destroyed the sect.

"No! If it were just a fifth-tier refined corpse, it wouldn't have caused such a big problem... The master of that secret palace's goal is the spiritual veins of the Great Snow Mountain... It seems that he has nurtured some kind of treasure here..."

"The destruction of the Great Snow Mountain was something they had planned all along. The Sword Fire Palace, the Holy Buddha Temple, and other sects were all doing the same thing. It was just a matter of order. Perhaps it was only because I happened to be here that they chose the Great Snow Mountain as their first target for destruction..."

Wei Tu's eyes flickered slightly as he gradually sorted out some of his thoughts.

"But if the master of that secret palace really is not dead, then how strong must this purple-faced hermit be?"

Thinking of this, Wei Tu's face gradually darkened. (End of Chapter)