Born with immortal seed

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Entering the Cloud Sword Mountain, within the Sword Pavilion.

Tang Fei was hunched over, coughing violently, pressed tightly against a stove.

No one could believe that such a frail old man was the number one swordsman in the Northern Region.

"Senior brother, I can go to the Qingfeng Sect next month to see how Ge Cang's supernatural powers have improved since he transformed into a Nascent Soul."

Holding the Star Whirlwind Sword, Yan Yuanzai communicated with the fourth-tier flying sword with ease, thanks to his Nascent Soul realm cultivation.

He quickly achieved a connection with the Starry Heart Sword, wielding it without hindrance, and fully mastered the fourth-tier flying sword.

Tang Fei held up a fire poker, poking at the charcoal in the stove, remaining silent for a long time.

He only put down the fire poker after a few pieces of charcoal had burned, and said, "You've been staying at home for too long. I haven't been out and about for so long that my bones are going to get worms... I'd like to see what level Bai Zichen has reached and what kind of surprise he will give me."

"Senior brother, isn't it giving Qingfeng Sect too much face by personally taking action..."

Yan Yuanzai's eyes twitched. Beneath the charred ash of the fire poker, a glint of silver was revealed, clearly the Tai Xuan Bai Shou Sword, the inherited flying sword of the Tianhe Sword Sect.

"Attending Ge Cang's Nascent Soul Ceremony is one thing, but Xiang Ji has also sent a challenge, asking me to spar again in ten years... Heh, he wants to use me as a whetstone to climb to the next level. I'll see if his neck is that tough!"

Tang Fei's sword scar throbbed, and his eyes shone with a tangible light, unleashing a powerful sword intent.

"The Killing Demon Sword wants to use my life to seize the essence of the Tai Xuan White-Headed Sword, sacrifice Xiang Ji's lifelong sword realm, and create an opportunity to break through to the fifth-order flying sword... What a grand ambition. I want to see if Xiang Ji, who is known as the number one person in the history of the Killing Sword Sect, can do this unprecedented thing."

The two have faced off countless times.

They understand each other better than even the closest of family members.

Since Xiang Ji forged the Killing Demon Sword, Tang Fei has suffered three consecutive defeats, each one more disastrous than the last.

However, given that both were at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, Xiang Ji was no match for him.

Tang Fei was well aware of Xiang Ji's crazy attempt, but he would not be intimidated by his lifelong rival.

On the contrary, he was excited to be able to face such a powerful swordsman as an opponent at the end of his life.

"Senior brother, why must we accept the challenge..."

Yan Yuanzai's words of advice came to an abrupt halt halfway through.

As a sword cultivator, if one develops a desire to avoid battle when facing a lifelong enemy, how can one maintain their composure?

As for Tang Fei, who is over eight hundred years old, it is an even greater denial of his path of cultivation.

"Don't worry, it's not difficult for Xiang Ji to defeat me. Even if he breaks through to the late Nascent Soul stage, he can't kill me... I have my own plans for these ten years. I've witnessed the true power of the Killing Demon Sword, and I also need to find a successor for the Tai Xuan White-haired Sword."

Tang Fei picked up the fire poker, blew on it gently, revealing a silver-white flying sword. It spun around and transformed into a hairpin, which he then inserted into his hair.

Three days later, a faint sword light flew out from Sword Mountain and headed towards the Liang Kingdom.

When passing through the Valley of Burial Immortals, the sword light stopped to survey the area, then increased its altitude and flew over at a distance.

Only the Burial Valley behind them remained, emitting ancient demonic roars that echoed throughout the desolate wilderness.

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A vast expanse of ice, the Ice Soul Palace.

Suihan Zhenjun swallowed a ball of divine sand, and the miniature nascent soul in his dantian was spewing out an ice dragon to refine the yellowish-brown divine sand.

"The last few grains of Earth Divine Sand, once fully refined, will be able to resolve the backlash caused by the loss of lifespan when I manifested as an infant... I can finally start cultivating fourth-order divine abilities soon, and further refine the sect's inherited spiritual treasures."

Because after the transformation into an infant, the lifespan gained from consuming the Crimson Immortal Grass in childhood was taken back at that time.

This not only prevented him from fully enjoying the benefits of the two Nascent Soul phenomena, but also severely impacted his Nascent Soul cultivation.

Fortunately, he made a deal with the Qingfeng Sect and obtained enough Wutu Divine Sand, which allowed him to stabilize his nascent soul with the essence of Wutu within.

In this way, in another ten or twenty years, one will be able to refine the primordial energy of heaven and earth normally, allowing one's cultivation, which had stagnated since entering the Nascent Soul stage, to begin to improve.

"Ancestor, this is a visiting card sent by the Azure Maple Sect, inviting you to attend the Nascent Soul Ceremony at Black Mountain in a month..."

"The Nascent Soul Ceremony? Is it Ge Cang or Bai Zichen?"

As soon as Lord Suihan emerged from seclusion, he received a visiting card. He held it in his hand without even glancing at it and asked a question.

"Reporting to the Ancestor, it is True Monarch Ge Cang..."

The young cultivator is the most talented disciple of the Ice Soul Sect in this generation, possessing both ice spiritual root aptitude and star frost spiritual body, and is highly regarded by his teachers.

That's why it was arranged here; the spiritual energy is abundant and suitable for cultivation, and there's also the opportunity to receive guidance from a Nascent Soul Ancestor.

"Truly, the younger generation surpasses the older; prepare the carriage for this old Taoist priest to depart for Black Mountain..."

When Suihan Zhenjun thought of Ge Cang's age and compared it with his own, he couldn't help but feel a sense of impending aging, even though he had just reached the Nascent Soul stage.

His age, the fact that he had vomited out a hundred years' worth of energy, the negative effects of the Crimson Immortal Grass, and the wasted decades of time consolidating his cultivation all contributed to his downfall.

Shi Chengdong said he was a skeleton in a tomb, which was harsh but true.

They might have just finished refining the Nascent Soul Realm and didn't even have time to try to break through to the mid-Nascent Soul stage before facing the end of their lifespan.

"Summon Fairy Lianyu and her disciples. This old Taoist overexerted himself during his seclusion, and his back is tired; he needs some rest..."

The True Lord of the Cold Seasons gave an instruction: after transforming into an infant, he not only fulfilled his long-cherished wish but also achieved the Ice Soul Palace's ten-thousand-year expectation.

Given the limited chance of breaking through to a higher realm, he quickly became addicted to the warmth and softness of the flesh, indulging in the secret arts of lovemaking.

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"Another Nascent Soul cultivator. The Liang Kingdom is truly interesting... When Senior Brother brings the Avici Hell Demon Sword here, we'll have another blood offering."

In the pool of blood, only bubbling blood bubbles rose slowly into the air and burst, spraying out a spray of blood.

The deep, captivating voice seemed to emanate from the entire pool of blood, muffled and resonant.

Fang Tiansheng stood quietly outside the blood pool, without saying a word. Several more deep wrinkles appeared on his face, and his eyes looked weathered.

"How's the search for that ruin you mentioned last time going?"

The voice of the Blood God True Lord rang out again, and only a dark shadow could be seen moving in the blood pool.

"Reporting to True Lord, I led more than three hundred elite disciples to explore it. There is a high probability that it is one of the Nascent Soul stage experts who participated in the siege of the Ancient Demon back then... The ruins are somewhat like an underground palace or tomb. After entering, we confirmed that it is not directly connected to the Burial Immortal Valley."

Fang Tiansheng bowed and reported, showing no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.

"The internal environment is harsh, and it is extremely difficult to dig deeper. So far, we have only obtained this bone tooth."

A bone tooth, as thick as a finger, flew out and fell into the blood pool. After a long while, the Blood God True Lord spoke again.

"If it is indeed a Nascent Soul accessory, I can sense the power of the void on it... I need more and better treasures like this."

"I will do as the True Lord wishes immediately. However, I can still break the restriction for now, but the True Lord may need to intervene when we reach the depths of the ruins."

Over the years, Fang Tiansheng has been like a most loyal subordinate, making great contributions to the Blood Demon Sect's campaigns in the north and south.

With so much blood and gourd to feed each year, it's impossible to gather enough without destroying one or two Core Formation level forces.

Even among the disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, there have been a total of a thousand casualties.

"Don't worry, I will refine the blood pool and become immortal... Even a fifth-tier Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure won't be able to easily harm me. I will break the restriction myself when the time comes."

Despite his complete confidence, the Blood God True Lord did not ignore the relics left behind by the ancient Nascent Soul cultivator.

Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator doesn't reside in a secret realm after death, but simply in a place where they live, it still attracts the covetousness of many.

As Fang Tiansheng left the Dragon Bone Hall, he suddenly felt his steps become much heavier.

"We're almost six hundred years old, and this old man and I are nearing our end... My whole life has been burdened with the heavy responsibilities of the sect; it's been too tiring."

Fang Tiansheng walked to the sect and saw the huge Gold-Devouring Earth Dragon Beast lying quietly on the ground, covered with wounds, which must have accompanied it through countless battles.

"Regardless of whether there is still hope for the Nascent Soul stage, as long as I am alive, I will continue to try... Life can never be entirely as one wishes, but I only strive to have a clear conscience."

Step by step, he stepped out of the Blood Demon Gate, looked at the tens of millions of Beast Gate disciples waiting for him, and gently waved his hand, and everyone followed him.

'Everything went according to plan, except for a slight slowdown... I really envy Ge Cang; he was able to change his own and his sect's fate simply by reaching the Nascent Soul stage. What an honor that is!'

Fang Tiansheng thought of Ge Cang's successful transformation into a Nascent Soul, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.

Most of them, who were not disciples of major sects at the Nascent Soul stage, relied on themselves and, without any help from the sects, painstakingly climbed to the Nascent Soul stage step by step.

Only those monks who have actually walked this path truly understand the hardships of such a journey.

"We'll meet again in the ruins of the Nascent Soul stage cultivator..."

Fang Tiansheng mounted the Gold-Devouring Earth Dragon Beast, leading thousands of disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect to ride their natal spirit beasts, creating a vast expanse that blocked out the sun.

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The number of cultivators attending the Nascent Soul Ceremony of the Qingfeng Sect was much higher than expected.

Many sects that did not receive invitations prepared congratulatory gifts and sought opportunities to visit.

They either waited outside the mountain gate for a long time, or they tried to find a way to get in through indirect means.

Finally, on the appointed day, thousands of cultivators waited outside the mountain gate formation, coming from the five states and seventy-two counties, and even from the other three kingdoms of the Northern Region.

If the time hadn't been so short, there might have been supplies from even more distant places.

Just like the Five Elements Sect, the closest ally of the Qingfeng Sect, because the two sides are too far apart, they did not notify their Core Formation Real Person to come.

Since both families have long had Foundation Establishment cultivators residing in each other's sects, they can also participate in this grand event as representatives.

As one of the top alchemy masters in Liang Kingdom, Master Zhu of Danxia Sect is a highly sought-after figure anywhere, and even in Qingfeng Sect, he is no exception.

Before the Nascent Soul Ceremony even began, Core Formation cultivators from various sects, whether they knew them or not, came up to chat.

They might be seeking to purchase elixirs, preparing spiritual materials and requesting help in refining them, or simply trying to build relationships and become acquainted with the client.

He was only freed from this situation when a cold and beautiful female cultivator came and invited him to the inner hall, saying that Master Bai had invited him.

(End of this chapter)