I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

After reading the jade slip, Wei Tu did not hesitate and opened the only remaining yellowed scroll in the jade box.

Soon, as the scroll was unfurled, a young cultivator with an eagle perched on his shoulder and a talisman in his hand slowly appeared before him.

"Is this a portrait of me?" Wei Tu sighed, glancing at the portrait Su Bing'er had personally created for him.

A thousand years have passed, and his appearance remains exactly the same as it was a thousand years ago. The only difference is that the people and things around him have changed time and time again.

This is the tragedy of those who achieve immortality, or those who cultivate from humble backgrounds. They can only watch helplessly as familiar faces wither away one by one, unable to change anything.

However, this sentimentality about the past only lingered on Wei Tu's face for a moment before he returned to his usual self.

The trials of a thousand years had long since hardened his Dao heart to the point of iron. Su Bing'er's 'death' would certainly stir his heart, but he would not allow these emotions to affect his present state too much.

However, just as he was preparing to roll up the yellowed scroll again and put it back into the jade box.

Suddenly, with his powerful senses, he seemed to sense something at the end of the sandalwood-decorated axis.

"A spirit insect corpse?" Wei Tu's eyes flashed with golden light, and he instantly saw a strange spirit insect, about an inch in size, with red velvet on its body and shaped like a butterfly, hidden inside the shaft.

"Red feather ghost insect?"

Wei Tu raised an eyebrow. He had been to Chiming Sea before and still remembered this specialty of Chiming Sea.

However, what he didn't understand was why Su Bing'er would hide this red-feathered ghost insect in this scroll when she gave her last words and traveled to the Guixu Sea.

"It's just a second-tier spirit insect, nothing special." After removing the shaft head, taking out the corpse of the red-feathered ghost insect, and examining it for a while, Wei Tu quickly lost interest.

When he discovered the insect, he thought it was a means of communication left by Su Bing'er or something else. He never expected it to be just a simple corpse of a spirit insect.

"Senior Wei... I've heard that the Crimson Feather Ghost Insect is an immortal being that can remain incorrupt for ten thousand years. Even if it dies, it is only in a state of suspended animation. Once it absorbs spiritual energy from the outside world, it can transform and revive as a living being..."

Upon seeing this scene, Su Die, who had once lived on the island of Chiminghai, suddenly remembered something, her spirits lifted, and she stepped forward to say these words to Wei Tu.

"This thing, this thing, perhaps... is telling Senior Wei that our ancestor has not yet perished, but has just temporarily gone into hiding, just like this red-feathered ghost insect."

Su Die said with excitement and anticipation.

A reunion across a thousand years of life and death—this is more captivating than any plot in a traditional novel.

Not to mention, the person in front of him was Wei Tu, a legendary Nascent Soul cultivator in the Great Cang Cultivation World.

Upon hearing this, Wei Tu merely smiled faintly, showing no significant emotional reaction to the woman's words.

Two thousand years was a long and very specific period of cultivation time for him. But for Su Die, who was still young and only at the Foundation Establishment stage... she probably didn't even have this specific concept of time. One can only imagine how despairing this lifespan 'limit' was for any cultivator.

For example, Huangsha Sanren, who was a newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator a thousand years ago, now only has two hundred years left before his death.

And what ability does Su Bing'er, who is much older than Huang Sha Sanren, have to extend her lifespan to this day?
Unless... like the Scorpion Ancestor, who transformed into a lifespan slave at the ultimate level and spared no expense to extend his lifespan.

In this way, there might be hope that I could survive until now at the Nascent Soul stage.

However, it should be noted that not just anyone can become the Scorpion Ancestor. He is no ordinary person, but a demonic cultivator who stands at the pinnacle of the Great Cang Cultivation World!
Its 4,000-year lifespan is extremely fortunate and not a "common occurrence" for Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Furthermore, if that were the case, the Great Cang Cultivation World wouldn't be completely devoid of Junior Sister Su's name..." Wei Tu shook his head secretly, thinking to himself.

A Nascent Soul cultivator can spend a certain amount of time returning from the Guixu Sea to the Great Cang Cultivation Realm.

If Su Bing'er truly had this 'determination,' he would never have seen the descendant 'Su Die' who helped him pass on his belongings.

However, just as Wei Tu was about to close the lid and reseal the jade box with the restriction,

At that moment, the corpse of the red-feathered ghost insect, which had been stored in the box, suddenly spread its wings slightly and flew out of the box, swaying gently.

It hovered around Wei Tu for a moment, then stopped in front of Su Die as if reminiscing about the past.

"Senior Wei, this Crimson Feathered Ghost Insect...it's alive!" Su Die exclaimed with delight.

She tentatively reached out her delicate hand to the red-feathered ghost insect. The ghost insect, without any fear, folded its wings and landed on her slender, white fingertips.

"It's resurrected?" Wei Tu was also surprised; this was the first time he had ever seen a 'dead insect come back to life'.

"It turns out to be a marvel of creation."

A moment later, after scanning the Crimson Feather Ghost Insect's body again with his divine sense, he felt relieved.

Unlike ordinary spirit insects, this insect does not have a 'soul' and only acts on its physical instincts. Only after being resurrected after leaving a 'spirit-deficient environment' will a simple intelligence be reborn in its body.

In layman's terms, this insect is more like a natural puppet created by the human world.

The concept of 'death' does not exist.

"The Crimson Feathered Ghost Insect died and was resurrected; perhaps our ancestor was the same, and is still alive now..."

At that moment, Wei Tu heard Su Die's slightly naive and innocent words once again.

He shook his head, neither objecting nor agreeing with the matter.

A moment later, after he put the jade box left by Su Bing'er into his sleeve, he saw Su Die's beautiful eyes, filled with a hint of hope, looking at him.

He understood the meaning of this 'hope' himself.

After seeing this legendary 'Transformation God Venerable' appear, how could one not hope for an opportunity to come?

"You... stay with me for now."

After a moment's thought, Wei Tu sighed and said this, unlike before when he would simply give the woman some benefits and send her away.

Firstly, besides acquiring some important treasures during his descent to the mortal realm, he entrusted the remaining resources to the Sky-Splitting Eagle in the Spirit Realm, leaving him with no spare spiritual items to give away.

Last time, when he 'searched the soul' of that Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Northern Region of the Great Yan, the elixir he received was also something he refined on the spot from the cultivator's storage bag.

Such a miraculous elixir might be acceptable as a gift to a stranger, but it would be unworthy of being given to the descendants of a deceased friend.

Both stem from 'nostalgia' or a kind of 'compensatory psychology'.

Although this woman was not Su Bing'er's true descendant, she did indeed inherit Su Bing'er's will, bringing this relic to Kang Kingdom and passing it on to him...

Anyway—his time in the mortal realm won't be too long. During this time, giving this woman some guidance won't interfere with his important business.

……

"This humble servant thanks Senior Wei."

Upon hearing Wei Tu's words, Su Die's face lit up with joy, and she quickly curtsied to thank Wei Tu.

"It's nothing," Wei Tu waved his hand, indicating that the woman didn't need to be so formal.

Then, he frowned slightly as he looked at the three cultivators surnamed Luo who were bound by his restriction.

Originally, he planned to settle accounts with the 'fake Wei Tu' who impersonated him after meeting Su Bing'er's descendants... and then go to the three major medicine gardens of the Nanhua Sect to obtain the relics and the demon body, and hunt down the escaped innate ancient demon 'Demon Soul'.

As for these three people, leave them here for now, and notify Huangsha Sanren to handle them after the event.

But now, with the addition of 'Su Die' who needs to be settled, the situation can no longer be handled so roughly.

"Very well, let's go to Huangsha Sect first and meet Huangsha Sanren... This cultivator is nearing the end of his lifespan, so if we can help him, we will."

Wei Tu shook his head, flicked his sleeve to release the restriction, and then used his great magic power to escort the three cultivators surnamed Luo, as well as Su Die standing beside him, and together they rushed towards Huangshamen.

It was still only half an hour.

Wei Tu easily arrived at Huangshamen, located at the former site of Honghe Shanfang Market.

With his strength, he didn't need to inform these Huangsha Sect cultivators. After using his 'Hun'e Evil Eye' to discover Huangsha Sanren's location, he easily traversed through them like a ghost and arrived at Huangsha Sanren's cave.

however.

Upon seeing the sudden arrival of the satellite imagery.

Huangsha Sanren reacted even more strongly than Black Wolf Daoist on Golden Flame Island. He instantly erected a magical shield and summoned his magical treasures, looking at Wei Tu with a wary expression, as if he was ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

"Xian'er, do not be afraid. Your master will save you from this demon's control..."

Huangsha Sanren, his hair and beard bristling with rage, shouted at the Luo surname cultivator behind Wei Tu, who was enveloped in magical power.

"A demon?" Upon hearing this, Wei Tu's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed after witnessing this scene.

At first, he thought that it was just a coincidence that the cultivator surnamed Luo learned about the 'fake Wei Tu' who was impersonating him.

However, judging from Huangsha Ancestor's current behavior, it's not hard to see that quite a few people in the 'upper echelons' of the Great Cang cultivation world are aware of this trick...

However, due to the information blockade, this news was regarded as an 'opportunity' by the cultivator surnamed Luo, who saw it as the key to helping him break through to the Golden Core stage and for his master to succeed as the sect leader.

"Grandmaster, the person before us is indeed Grandmaster Wei, indeed Grandmaster Wei..." Upon seeing this scene, the cultivator surnamed Luo hurriedly explained.

Strength doesn't lie.

After witnessing Wei Tu's speed, which far surpassed that of a Nascent Soul cultivator, he saw the Wei Tu before him as no different from the real Wei Tu, even if it was a 'fake Wei Tu'.

“If he is a demon, Grandmaster, you cannot kill him. The best course of action is to escape quickly.”

Suddenly, the cultivator surnamed Luo also realized the meaning behind his master's words. His expression changed slightly, and with a hint of panic, he immediately reminded Huangsha Sanren.

"His strength is at least at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and more likely at the Deity Transformation stage..."

"Grandmaster, run!"

“Even the formations I set up are insufficient to stop him. You alone, Grandmaster, are no match for him.”

The monk surnamed Luo shouted.

"What, the Nascent Soul Realm?" Upon hearing this, Huangsha Sanren's expression changed.

At this moment, he naturally had no doubt about what the cultivator surnamed Luo said.

Moreover, what he said was more about letting him escape than about helping him save his life.

Thinking of this, Huangsha Sanren instantly lost all thought of resisting Wei Tu. As soon as he started to escape, he flipped his hand and took out the talisman used to contact the cultivators in the sect. He was about to crush it immediately to notify the cultivators of Huangsha Sect to scatter and flee.

however.

In that very instant.

Wei Tu, who was still far away from him, did not move at all. He simply pointed forward with his fingers, and a powerful force of rules instantly erupted from him, directly imprisoning him in mid-air and stopping his movements.

At the same time, a somewhat indifferent voice drifted into his ears.

“Fellow Daoist Huangsha, there is no need to be in such a hurry at this moment.”

“Wei is Wei, there’s no denying it.”

"Such power, is it the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator? This demon has actually reached such strength?" But Huangsha Sanren still didn't believe it when he heard this. His face was ugly as he made hand seals, trying to break free from the trap.

"Senior Huangsha..."

"Senior Wei is indeed Senior Wei, he is the real Senior Wei."

Su Die, who was behind Wei Tu, twitched her eyelids and anxiously reminded him.

She was aware of Huangsha Sanren's reputation and virtue. If it weren't for Huangsha Sanren's kindness towards the descendants of Wei Tu's deceased friend, she wouldn't have been able to settle in Kangguo for so long.

“You are…” At this moment, Huang Sha Sanren noticed Su Die’s extremely familiar face.

He established his sect in Honghe Mountain Market, and naturally knew everything about Wei Tu's cultivation experience in this area.

Ironically, Master Qingmei was Wei Tu's closest companion in the Honghe Mountain Market.

"I am a descendant of Master Qingmei..."

Su Die curtsied and explained.

"So he's a descendant of Senior Su..." Upon hearing this, Huangshan Sanren was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Wei Tu, wanting to get a definite answer from him.

Now that Wei Tu had easily restrained him, he could no longer doubt Wei Tu's identity, even if he still had doubts.

"Fellow Daoist Huangsha, do you remember those jade slips that I, Wei, gave you back in the Venerable King's Palace?"

Seeing that Huangsha Sanren had calmed down, Wei Tu moved his lips slightly and said the specific contents of the jade slips he had given to Huangsha Sanren back then.

"So it really was... our ancestors in person."

"I, your unworthy descendant, have offended you. I hope our ancestors will forgive me."

After listening, Huang Sha Sanren had no more doubts, and his face showed a hint of embarrassment.

Then, seeing that Wei Tu had released the restraints on him, Huangsha Sanren did not hesitate and immediately prepared to kneel down and kowtow to apologize to Wei Tu.

“Fellow Daoist is now the founder of a sect, there is no need for such formalities.” Wei Tu flicked his sleeve and used his magic to help Huang Sha Sanren up, not making him kneel down again.

"Now, Fellow Daoist Huangsha should also speak up. What is the basis for this talk about the demon impersonating me?"

Wei Tu got down to business and asked about the matter he cared about most.

Compared to the 'ignorance' of the cultivator surnamed Luo, Huangsha Sanren, a Nascent Soul elder, would undoubtedly know far more about the 'fake Wei Tu'. (End of Chapter)