Born with immortal seed

Chapter 278 The First Immortal Cultivation Family
A million miles away from the Liang Kingdom, there was a gloomy mountain stream.

Fang Tiansheng leaned against the wall, his face ashen, and coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Beside him lay a limp golden dragon beast, its back bearing two deep, bone-revealing wounds, each over ten feet long.

Blood flowed and piled up on the ground, forming a small pool.

Such injuries are only possible for a Gold-Devouring Earth Dragon Beast with its thick hide and abundant blood and energy; a third-tier demon beast would have been half-dead by now.

Even the Gold-Devouring Earth Dragon Beast, known for its powerful vitality, was now devoid of energy and spirit, lacking the strength to even eat its favorite metal ores when placed before it.

He was panting heavily, like a leaky fan, and the white bone was exposed between the undulations of his wounds.

"Three Core Formation Perfection experts and two Core Formation Late Stage experts, is this lineup enough?"

Fang Tiansheng pressed his hand on the wound of his natal spirit beast with heartache, and a large amount of blood instantly soaked through his clothes, turning him into a blood-soaked figure.

"Not bad, it barely meets my standards."

A dark shadow flashed by, and a blurry, uncertain figure stood in the air, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

He was bathed in blood-red light, and hundreds of mouths on his body wriggled and opened, as if devouring and merging with something.

Five cultivators lay on the ground, lifeless, their faces serene, yet exuding an eerie aura.

“I already told you to invite Ge Cang out. If he were the only one, I would count as three of your spots… but you refused. Otherwise, things wouldn’t have turned out like this, and I almost got myself stuck here.”

"If you choose Ge Cang, I'm afraid you won't have the appetite to eat him!"

Fang Tiansheng sneered, and a yellow light flowed around the spot where his palm touched the Devouring Gold Earth Dragon Beast.

The Gold-Devouring Earth Dragon Beast's injuries rapidly contracted and healed, but blood seeped from its back, creating a much smaller wound.

The intense pain in his back caused Fang Tiansheng to stumble and fall to the ground.

But they held their heads high, refusing to lower them.

If it weren't for the fact that obtaining the Blood God True Man would greatly increase the chances of achieving the Nascent Soul stage, and that he would return to Liang Kingdom to sacrifice several sects in blood.

He would never agree to the other party's request to come to the Frost Kingdom and use the excuse of having a relic of a True Monarch from the Middle Ages to lure several top Core Formation cultivators into a trap.

Doing such things, once exposed, even as an accomplice, can plunge oneself and the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect into utter ruin.

However, if one does not seek survival from the brink of death, and instead drags their crippled body to confront the Blood God True Man, there is no chance of survival.

"Heh, a mere late-stage Core Formation cultivator can be suppressed with a flick of the wrist... I saw your strength clearly in the Burial Immortal Valley."

The shadowy figure spoke with a hint of disdain, then vanished swiftly in a gust of black wind, its voice drifting faintly from the sky.

"If you wish to obtain the Five Crystal Divine Iron, lure a Nascent Soul True Monarch to the trap within ten years. You can contact them using the same method... Hurry up, as I have more than just you working for me!"

Fang Tiansheng stared at the direction where the dark figure disappeared, his eyes fierce, like a lion licking its wounds.

"Targeting a Nascent Soul cultivator is an implication that I should lure True Monarch Nine Lotus into a trap? But the strength he displays in this body is at most slightly better than mine. Where does he get the confidence to deal with a True Monarch Nascent Soul cultivator..."

While cultivators who have reached the Core Formation stage are rare, there are often one or two ancient immortals hidden within those long-established forces.

Fang Tiansheng used the alias he had used when he ventured into the Central Region a hundred years ago. He changed his appearance and attracted this group of elderly, top-tier Core Formation cultivators by claiming that the ancient ruins recorded on his treasure map contained a fourth-tier longevity elixir.

However, there are only a handful of Nascent Soul True Monarchs in the entire Northern Region.

Arriving at someone's door without warning will make it impossible to achieve cooperation, let alone set a trap.

The only possibility is that Fang Tiansheng will appear under his true identity, find his old acquaintance Jiulian Zhenjun, and offer him an irresistible temptation.

Only then can the shadow's demands be met.

"My current identity as a rogue cultivator in the Central Region has been in operation for a hundred years. I deliberately created the illusion of having two identities at the same time, so that the probability of people suspecting my true self is not high."

The cultivation world of Frost Kingdom regards Fang Tiansheng, after his transformation, as a rogue cultivator from the Central Region, and believes he possesses a secret treasure that can block divination, fortune telling, and karmic techniques.

The probability of being thoroughly investigated and having one's true identity traced back to the main figure of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect is extremely low.

But plotting against the Nine Lotus True Lord was a different story; it was bound to fail.

Detonating one's inner core early on might be the quickest way to die.

Even if it succeeds, they will still face the Holy Lotus Sect's furious retaliation.

Fang Tiansheng would never believe that the Holy Lotus Sect, with its heritage spanning tens of thousands of years and having produced many Nascent Soul True Monarchs, would lack fourth-tier techniques.

"But with the Five Crystal Divine Iron, there's a good chance my old buddy will become a fourth-tier spirit beast. At that time, we can withstand both the Blood God True Person and the Holy Lotus Sect!"

Fang Tiansheng's eyes gleamed with fervor. As long as the Devouring Gold Earth Dragon Beast broke through to the fourth rank, his lifespan would increase once again.

At that time, even without the Nascent Soul Pill, one can still refine two more natal magic treasures by simply waiting for the right time to withstand the heavenly tribulation.

Furthermore, with the help of the Spirit Control Scripture, the natal spirit beast can provide support and guidance to the master during their breakthrough, increasing the chances of achieving Nascent Soul status to over 50%.

"Old friend, for our future, we may really have to take a risk in this matter."

The Gold-Swallowing Earth Dragon tilted its head and affectionately licked the blood off Fang Tiansheng's hands.

Fang Tiansheng had made up his mind, but it was impossible for the shadowy figure to make him do something so great just by mentioning the Five Crystal Divine Iron.

With a wave of his hands, countless golden blades crisscrossed, turning the five cultivators on the ground into pieces.

At the same time, he took out another corpse from the storage bag, prepared it in the same way, and sprinkled it on the ground.

He then used magic to bombard the mountain stream again, concealing the damage caused by the Gold-Swallowing Earth Dragon Beast, and used a secret treasure to disrupt the energy within the mountain stream.

After doing all this, he put away his natal spirit beast, changed his clothes, and left discreetly.

……

Bai Zichen strolled through the bamboo forest, listening to the rustling sound of the wind.

The swarm quickly climbed among the bamboo groves, grabbing a tender section of bamboo and taking a couple of bites before immediately getting bored and moving on to a new target.

Suddenly, a special bamboo in front of it caught its attention; it looked exceptionally fresh and full of spiritual energy.

It immediately leaped up, swinging back and forth, emitting a clear, melodious sound.

Just as it was about to take a bite, a large hand grabbed its neck and lifted it into the air.

"The little guy is quite picky about food, he can't eat this... We'll let him eat his fill when the mountains are covered with sacred bamboo in the future."

Only five or six spirit bamboos mutated and became second-tier sacred bamboos.

Bai Zichen was planning to keep it as a seed, to see if there was any chance of a Thunder Sound Bamboo growing out.

Even if it doesn't work out, we should at least cultivate a few dozen bamboo plants to make the Sound Bamboo Sword.

In order to accelerate the mutation of the spirit bamboo, he even considered whether to expand the scope of the Yi Wood Azure God Technique so that all disciples of the sect could learn it.

But after thinking it over, I gave up on this seemingly tempting idea.

After all, in the eyes of the Black Mountain cultivators, the Yi Mu Qing Shen Technique was the bloodline technique of the Bai clan.

This is why only members of the Bai family can use this spell to mutate and advance the spirit bamboo; if someone else learns it, it becomes an ordinary auxiliary spell.

If the Qingfeng Sect cultivators were to acquire this ability as well, the claim of bloodline magic would be refuted.

Within Black Mountain County, Bai Zichen's current status naturally allows him to suppress any suspicions and be fearless.

I'm afraid it might be taken as an anecdote and spread, and if it falls into the ears of someone with ulterior motives, it will cause trouble.

He didn't want to provoke his enemies from overseas while already facing the potential threat from the Blood God True Man.

"If any of you have any questions about cultivation, please feel free to ask."

Bai Zichen was in high spirits today after finally mastering the Five Crystal Eternal Forging Body. He smiled and said to the three juniors following behind him.

“Ancestor, I have been at the ninth level of Qi Refining for several years, but I still cannot find the opportunity to reach the Great Perfection. I have also taken two Breakthrough Pills, but they have not been effective.”

As the leader of the Bai family, Bai Xiran had managed the Bai family members well on Tianlei Cliff for several years, and there had never been a single incident in which a member of the family acted arrogantly because of his status as the patriarch and clashed with the disciples of Qingfeng Sect.

This is something that even members of the main family of many Core Formation Ancestors could not achieve after becoming rich overnight.

"Your foundation is weak and your magical power is unstable. Even if you break through the bottleneck with the power of pills, you won't have enough magical power to support you to go further... Either change your cultivation method or find a spiritual object from heaven and earth that can replenish your vital energy to take, which can resolve the problem."

Bai Zichen had no desire to look at the cultivation bottlenecks of Qi Refining cultivators. He took out the Nine Yang Divine Fire Mirror, looked at it, and saw the human body meridian diagram, which gave him the answer.

"Big brother, what about me? What about me?"

Bai Ziying spoke with less restraint and in a more friendly manner, asking questions as she spoke.

"Not bad, I'll strive to reach Qi Refining Perfection within ten years."

Bai Zichen glanced at the brother and sister with their contrasting personalities. The younger brother, Bai Ziyu, stood shyly behind him without saying a word: "Ziyu, if you feel that you can't find a way to break through, why not learn a cultivation technique to adjust your mood and not put too much pressure on yourself?"

He naturally gave his younger cousins ​​special tutoring, instructing Tong Huan to teach them often.

At the same time, all cultivation resources are readily available, even more abundant than those of true disciples of a sect.

However, the siblings' cultivation levels have now diverged.

Bai Ziying broke through to the eighth level of Qi Refining last year, while Bai Ziyu broke through to the seventh level of Qi Refining several months later.

However, Bai Ziyu was not lazy or careless; on the contrary, according to Tong Huan, he was much more diligent and hardworking than ordinary sect disciples.

This can only be attributed to the fact that, despite both having three spiritual roots, there is still a difference in talent and comprehension.

"Yes, I've been practicing the Yi Wood Azure God Technique lately and taking care of three hundred Xuanmo Bamboo plants, hoping that one of them will mutate into a Sacred Sound Bamboo as soon as possible."

Bai Ziyu's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz; he would lower his head after saying just one sentence.

Bai Zichen shook his head helplessly. If someone with this kind of personality were in the cultivation world, they would be devoured without a trace.

Perhaps it would be a better choice to stay in Qingfeng Sect with someone to protect you and live a peaceful life.

"In the future, if any clansmen cultivate Sacred Sound Bamboo and do not require Foundation Establishment Spiritual Objects, they can make a request and exchange it for corresponding contributions... You can also exchange for any items listed in the Qingfeng Sect that are eligible for exchange."

Bai Zichen considered two reasons: firstly, he didn't have that many Foundation Establishment spiritual items on hand, and secondly, some of his clansmen were still too far from using Foundation Establishment spiritual items to be of any use.

Since that's the case, why not follow the example of the pioneering war and the old practice of the inheritance stone tablet, and allow non-disciples to exchange contribution points for various treasures?

"I will definitely convey the ancestral grace to the right people."

Bai Xiran was overjoyed. If things continued this way, every member of the Bai family staying on Thunder Cliff would be able to accumulate a fortune, and they would all have a good chance of becoming a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator.

Decades later, who else but the Bai family will be the foremost family of cultivators in Black Mountain?

(End of this chapter)