Born with immortal seed

Chapter 301 Albizia Bell

Silverfish has a smooth and tender texture and is also said to have skin-rejuvenating effects.

Peach Blossom Fairy's favorite treat, in order to please this Core Formation Ancestor, the Ghost Spirit Sect directly transformed the 10,000-acre pond that could have accommodated nearly a hundred disciples for cultivation and living into a fish-raising spirit pond.

They even specially arranged for twenty Qi Refining disciples to take care of these silverfish.

All of these places combined would require at least two thousand cultivators to oversee.

Ideally, there should also be Foundation Establishment cultivators present; otherwise, as an outside force, they might not be able to maintain order.

The atmosphere in Hejian County is far inferior to that in Heishan. While there are countless rogue cultivators, many are willing to change their identities and make a quick buck if a big fish appears before them.

“Black Mountain is the foundation of our sect, and we can’t continue to draw manpower from it… When Senior Brother Wei returns, we’ll discuss it with him and see if any local forces in Hejian County have voluntarily surrendered. We can have them garrison second-tier resource points. We’ll agree on the term and profit sharing, and they can pay us every year.”

The Qingfeng Sect's significant expansion of its student body is a recent phenomenon, occurring only in the last few decades; the total number of disciples remains unchanged.

Even though Bai Zichen hadn't been an elder for long and didn't have a deep understanding of the lower-level disciples, he still knew that it was completely impossible to meet Bai Chuming's demands.

“This forest farm is over ten thousand hectares in size, and its annual output is mainly first-grade spirit wood, with no more than three hundred cubic meters of second-grade spirit wood... Your proposed arrangement of one Foundation Establishment elder, ten late-stage Qi Refining disciples, and thirty mid-stage Qi Refining disciples, is that enough to manage the forest farm?”

Bai Zichen tossed the file back and rubbed his temples.

"Even if we can keep an eye on it, is it worth it for our sect to invest so much manpower in exchange for such a small amount of spirit wood production each year? We need to reconsider, focus on the big picture and let go of the small details, and use our limited manpower where it matters most."

"This disciple will certainly make further adjustments according to the Ancestor's instructions."

Wei Chuming picked up the dossier and cautiously asked again, "What should be done with so many Ghost Spirit Sect prisoners?"

With over 7,000 Qi Refining disciples and more than 50 Foundation Establishment cultivators, not to mention the two Core Formation True Persons, the Black Mountain army was no match for these Ghost Spirit Sect prisoners who had surrendered without resistance.

They were kept under guard like this, with a large portion of the manpower being spent on supervising monks.

At this time, everything was in disarray and everyone was busy rebuilding. All items obtained from the search of the Ghost Spirit Gate had to be sealed and marked to prevent them from falling into the hands of individuals. However, those who found valuable treasures were also rewarded with contribution points.

Any of these things is better than foolishly staying in one place to guard the prisoners.

These cultivators, having gained nothing from the situation, were already dissatisfied and their commotion put considerable pressure on Wei Chuming.

“Killing more than seven thousand cultivators would be a waste. Punish them all with hard labor and send them to mine. Set a time limit: fifty years for Qi Refining cultivators and one hundred years for Foundation Establishment cultivators. Those who have made meritorious contributions will have their hard labor years reduced accordingly.”

Mining is arguably the most hated job among all cultivators, as the depths of a mine have long become an environment only suitable for the growth of ores.

The spiritual energy was disordered, the mining work was arduous, and it would also affect his cultivation.

In Qingfeng Sect, only disciples who have committed wrongdoings are assigned such hard labor.

Normal spirit ore mining operations still employed martial arts masters among mortals to work as miners.

Every two or three years, the reward is a bottle of elixirs that replenish qi and blood, which, in the eyes of ordinary martial artists, is the supreme elixir that leads to the innate realm.

In the Ghost Spirit Sect, the number of people in the mines was filled by losers from the sects and a large number of captured rogue cultivators.

"Yes, disciple will distribute these prisoners to the nearest mines shortly."

Wei Chuming responded, saying that whatever the solution, as long as a Core Formation Ancestor gave the order, he would arrange it accordingly.

……

The underground palace resembled a ghostly realm.

Master Ge Cang scanned through the important texts in the Ghost Spirit Sect's Transmission Hall and found that this was the only place that truly deserved attention.

The source of Bai Gu Zhenren's confidence, and the reason why his cultivation level suddenly surged to the peak of the Core Formation stage, was also due to this.

"The Netherworld Coffin, a vessel used by great figures in ancient times for reincarnation... I never expected that the Ghost Spirit Sect would possess such a rare item. We must not underestimate the resources of each sect."

Bai Zichen was quite curious to see the objects from ancient books and anecdotes actually appearing before his eyes.

"I wonder if those important figures have successfully reincarnated; such rumors always seem to have no real basis..."

"It seems that no one succeeded, otherwise the strongest people in the human world after ancient times would not be only at the Nascent Soul stage... In the last ten thousand years, even Nascent Soul stage experts have been hard to find."

Master Ge Cang walked ahead, with ten thousand yin candles swaying and flickering with his steps.

“If such a great person successfully reincarnates and breaks through the mysteries of the womb, the Nascent Soul realm cannot hold them back.”

As they spoke, the two arrived in front of the underworld coffin.

The coffin door was open, presumably pushed open when the White Bone Immortal rose from within.

The coffin was pitch black; neither the naked eye nor the divine sense could penetrate more than a few feet in the darkness.

"What a terrifying coffin, it seems to be calling out in a low voice. No wonder so many cultivators who lay inside met the same end."

Bai Zichen shook his head and took a step back.

His consciousness transformed into two soaring dragons, rushing in for a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters), and a vague, distant voice rang out in his sea of ​​consciousness.

It was neither gender-specific nor meaning-clear, but it was like an ancient call echoing through the long river of time, its terrifying power causing the entire sea of ​​consciousness to tremble.

However, in his sea of ​​consciousness, below was the furnace of heaven and earth, forging earth, water, fire, and wind, while above were the five crystal divine irons scattered like stars, solidifying the sky.

The sound echoed twice, but failed to cause the consciousness to sink into oblivion before dissipating.

"The purity of the nether energy in this coffin is far beyond that of a fourth-tier technique. Could it truly be, as the legends say, connected to the underworld?"

When Master Ge Cang touched the Netherworld Coffin, black energy immediately drifted towards his palm.

A flash of lightning and a series of crackling sounds finally dispelled the dark energy.

"Let's set up an array to make the underground palace a forbidden area. Even a Core Formation cultivator would be very vulnerable here... If you want to explore its mysteries, you'll need to be at least at the Nascent Soul stage."

"That is the way to do it, lest any disciples enter this place without permission and be bewitched by the underworld coffins, thus causing a tragedy."

Bai Zichen nodded slightly. Apart from the Netherworld Coffin, there was nothing else in the underground palace that could capture his attention.

Unfortunately, the spiritual energy here has reached the upper-grade third rank, which has introduced a strong yin energy, making it unsuitable for Qingfeng Sect disciples to cultivate.

Faced with the ancient artifact, the Underworld Coffin, Bai Zichen and Ge Cang Zhenren remained calm and unconcerned, as both of them had a very high chance of becoming Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

However, for 99% of cultivators in the world, a wisp of Nether Qi can achieve twice the effect of Pure Spirit Jade Marrow, greatly increasing the probability of Core Formation.

If a Core Formation cultivator lies in the coffin, there is a possibility that they will directly reach the peak of Core Formation.

This temptation is not something everyone can resist.

"Speaking of which, Wan Gui Jian is a mid-grade third-tier spiritual vein overall, but the Ghost Spirit Sect has been rebuilding it for so many years that many places have become demonic lands, and only cultivators who have practiced specific techniques are suitable to live there."

"It's alright. Those places are prone to rigor mortis and ghosts. From now on, we can just set them up as training grounds for inner disciples. As time goes by, they will gradually be corrected and restored to normal spiritual grounds."

Bai Zichen had already analyzed the distribution of spiritual lands in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Valley. Despite its vast area, it was actually not as large as his own Thunder Cliff.

There are two top-grade third-tier spiritual lands: one is an underground palace, and the other is a pool of clear water formed by the eye of a spiritual spring.

There are only three remaining Tier 3 spiritual lands suitable for Qingfeng Sect disciples, meaning that Tier 3 spiritual lands in the Ghost Spirit Sect are almost exclusively reserved for Core Formation Ancestors, and others shouldn't even think about it.

This is vastly different from the situation in Qingfeng Sect, where every true disciple can be allocated a third-tier spiritual land, and before the great surge of Foundation Establishment cultivators, every elder can wait in line for several years to get a turn.

"It's a pity that I shouldn't go far away, otherwise I could make a trip to Beiyuan to ask for a Buddhist treasure, which would be able to cleanse the evil spirits here and restore the pure land."

Destroying the Ghost Spirit Sect was merely removing the weakest opponent of the Green Maple Sect, so True Person Ge Cang certainly dared not relax.

Regardless of whether it's the Holy Lotus Sect or the Heavenly Principle Sect, if it really comes to the point of deploying a Nascent Soul True Monarch, the only chance of stopping it is if he and Bai Zichen both risk their lives.

"Now that it has become our sect's headquarters, it's no longer appropriate to call it Ten Thousand Ghosts Ravine. Why don't you suggest a new name, Senior Brother?"

"Then let's call it Ten Thousand Immortals Valley."

Master Ge Cang was clearly not good at naming things, and he spoke slowly.

……

Inside the silver-white spirit boat.

The Hehuan Sect disciples who withdrew from Hejian County returned to their sect on their own, while the two Core Formation Realm cultivators rode in a flying magic treasure.

"Thank you for your help, Master. Otherwise, I would have become a prisoner of the Qingfeng Sect."

The Fairy of Compassion gently raised her fair wrist, her dazzling arm, like the first snow, covered with a hazy white veil, as she lightly wiped her slightly reddened eyes.

His face showed he was still in shock, but he was actually wondering what was going on in his mind.

She had no casual relationship with this renowned Master Suihan; they had only met once at the same auction decades ago.

How could someone with such an experience possibly come to his rescue, especially given the coincidence of the timing?

It can only be said that the other party had been paying attention to them all along, and that there was another purpose behind their rescue.

"No need to thank me, you can thank yourself. I saved you only because you are the only woman in the Hehuan Sect who has achieved enlightenment... This old Taoist wants you to shatter the Hehuan Bell and trigger the Sacred Sound of the Six Desires to help me overcome my tribulation!"

Suihan Zhenren was a withered old man, whose entire body, except for his bright and clear eyes, showed signs of old age.

"What Hehuan Bell? Our sect does not possess such a treasure. You must have misheard the rumors."

Fairy Lianyu was stunned and lost in thought, her bright eyes widening, her cherry lips slightly parted, adopting the bewildered posture of a young woman.

“Since the old Taoist has come to our door, he must be absolutely certain... If the time were not not yet ripe, we would have invited you back to the Ice Soul Palace long ago.”

Suihan Zhenren's words made Lianyu Xianzi stand up nervously, her aged face showing an expression of complete control.

"The Hehuan Bell is a product of the consciousness sea of ​​cultivation techniques. Only when you cultivators sincerely shatter it can you attract the Sacred Sound of the Six Desires... See, doesn't this old Daoist understand it very well?"

“Master, if the Hehuan Bell shatters, I will fall back to the early stage of Core Formation... For me, wasting a hundred years of cultivation time means the end of my Great Dao in this life.”

Fairy Lianyu's face turned deathly pale in an instant. This time, it wasn't an act; she was genuinely suffering.

"How about I serve you with the secret method of dual cultivation? It will also promote your cultivation."

(End of this chapter)