Born with immortal seed

Chapter 541 Return to the clan
"I was unaware of the arrival of the two True Immortals from the Divine Tree Sect. I have failed to greet you properly."

A Core Formation cultivator with white temples and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes strode forward, revealing that he must have been a rare handsome man in his youth.

Qi Yue was a chosen one of heaven, possessing a spiritual body and extraordinary talent, and was also the only disciple of a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

Unfortunately, he was captured while traveling and imprisoned.

Because of his spiritual nature, he was favored by the Elder Shibi of the Wusheng Sect, who forced him to marry one of his descendants to help him form his golden core.

Having lived as a guest in the Wusheng Sect for many years, he was filled with bitterness and was implicated in an internal rebellion, almost suffering disfigurement.

It wasn't until the two Nascent Soul elders of the Qingfeng Sect became renowned that the Elder Shibi, in order to establish good karma, agreed to let Qi Yue return to his homeland.

After Qi Yue and his Daoist partner returned to the sect they hadn't visited in a long time, they discovered that the Qingfeng Sect was vastly different from when they left it.

In the Black Mountain Range, those third-tier demon kings were almost wiped out, and many third-tier spiritual veins were linked together to guard the mountain gate.

Meanwhile, the core of the sect is slowly migrating towards the Flaming Mountain.

That place, after all, is a fourth-order spiritual vein, and the dojo of two Nascent Soul elders, so it is naturally the center of the sect.

If it weren't for the rampant subterranean fires that slowed down development, we wouldn't be in this situation where only the Pill Hall, Ancestral Hall, and Secret Hall have been relocated.

Furthermore, the pioneering wars that were originally feared by sect disciples and cultivation families have become quite popular.

In the past thirty years, it has been launched five times in succession.

Their formidable strength meant that the pioneering army suffered fewer and fewer losses when facing hordes of monsters.

Each war means the expenditure of a huge amount of merit.

For independent cultivators in particular, this is almost their only chance to change their fate.

Spiritual cultivation sites, cultivation resources, magical artifacts and talismans... even the Foundation Establishment Pills that drive low-level cultivators crazy, can all be exchanged for.

The Qingfeng Sect is also known for its trustworthiness; in the nearly 1,000 years since it issued the decree to open up new lands, there has never been a case where rewards were not fulfilled.

The promised rewards will not be reduced or discounted after the war, nor will important cultivation resources be reserved exclusively for our own disciples, preventing independent cultivators from exchanging them.

In recent years, there have been several cases of rogue cultivators who, by risking their lives in the pioneering wars to earn enough merit points, exchanged them for Foundation Establishment Pills, and then soared to great heights.

With its reputation spreading, rogue cultivators from all over flocked to Hejian County.

It's not that I don't want to go to Black Mountain, but the Qingfeng Sect operates the entire Black Mountain range as its base camp, and under normal circumstances, ordinary rogue cultivators are not qualified to enter.

Other parts of Black Mountain County are poor in resources and spiritual energy, so they are of little use to cultivators with aspirations.

After understanding the situation of the sect, Qi Yue also discovered that the layout of the five halls and thirteen chambers had been so meticulously managed that no one could fit in.

He was absent during the years when the Qingfeng Sect was developing the fastest, and the younger disciples in the sect did not even know that he existed.

Regardless of the circumstances, Qi Yue and his wife are both Core Formation Realm cultivators and direct disciples of Ancestor Ge Cang, so they must maintain the proper decorum.

Upon returning to the sect, he solemnly summoned the elders and announced in the Ancestral Hall that Qi Yue had become a Core Formation True Person.

His Daoist partner, Qin Zhi, was granted the status of a first-class guest elder as a true disciple of the Wusheng Sect.

Qi Yue himself had little interest in manipulating affairs or vying for power. As a disciple of Ge Cang, he had held a superior position in the sect since childhood.

His fellow disciples treated him with courtesy and respect, and he never lacked cultivation resources.

Returning to my homeland, I would take on some elegant and refined duties, choose a spiritual place that suits my taste, and live a carefree life, indulging in the beauty of nature.

He was the one who received the most visitors who were cultivators from other sects who had reached the Core Formation stage.

Regardless of their internal status within the sect, these Core Formation cultivators of the Qingfeng Sect are naturally seen as having a higher status as disciples of the two Nascent Soul Ancestors by outsiders.

Bai Zhenjun's two Core Formation disciples, one skilled in thunder magic and the other in swordsmanship, are both devoted to the Great Dao but lack experience in dealing with people.

On the contrary, the once-proud prodigy, who had been sitting on the sidelines in the Wusheng Sect for many years in an awkward position, had lost his former arrogance and became more cautious in his actions.

The two people before me were unremarkable in appearance, but their true essence fluctuations were no less than mine. Their invitations also revealed their identities as members of the Divine Wood Sect, a major Nascent Soul sect in the Central Region.

Since the other party was polite and followed the rules, Qi Yue naturally couldn't turn them away.

However, having never heard of this Shenmu Sect before, he still sent a message to the sect, instructing the Enforcement Hall to pay close attention and prepare sufficient manpower.

"Old Daoist Bai Sanqing and Junior Brother Lin were hired by True Lord Bai to cultivate spirit rice in Black Mountain... This is the token."

Elder Bai clasped his fists together and took out another blank talisman, which he then passed over using a capture spell.

"Our sect hasn't invited any spirit plant masters to cultivate spirit rice..."

Qi Yue was taken aback at first, then realized what was happening and his expression changed drastically.

"You said it was Elder Bai who invited them? Did Elder Bai come back to Black Mountain with you?"

This talisman has only one red seal, which is the pattern of Bai Zichen's identity token.

Within a sect, the General Affairs Hall is in charge of molds, so they certainly cannot be used as seals or tokens.

However, how could someone from the Central Region, thousands of miles away, know the design of the Qingfeng Sect's internal tokens? If it's just for proof, that's enough.

With the two patriarchs absent, the Qingfeng Sect lost its backbone and confidence, and was forced to relinquish many of its benefits.

Because of the war between the human and demon races, the Northern Region, with its limited strength, naturally wouldn't move forward, and the two regions basically ceased all contact.

Apart from Zengguang Immortal City, which is controlled by the Morality Sect and has its own channels, other sects have lost their intelligence sources and are isolated from news.

"We agreed to meet at Black Mountain ten years later, but we did not travel together. There are still several years left... We were worried that we would delay the Lord's important business, so we dared not delay and set off as soon as we finished packing."

Elder Bai was overjoyed to hear that True Monarch Bai had not yet arrived at Black Mountain.

If Lord Bai Zhenjun is already in Black Mountain, then their early departure would be of little significance.

Only by arriving several years before the agreed time, even when the main figure is absent, can the sincerity of the Shenmu Sect be demonstrated.

"In that case, it must have been a great effort for the two of you. That means that we will be able to see Ancestor Bai in a few years."

Qi Yue suppressed the upward curve of his lips and invited the two of them onto the Wind Chaser.

Both sides were courteous and polite to each other, and after a few words, laughter filled the air.

Qi Yue wanted to know about the changes in the Central Region, how much of a threat the demon beast army posed to the inland areas, and whether it was necessary to take precautions in advance.

This is one of the hottest topics in the Northern Region in recent years.

Of course, the most important thing is the current situation of one's own ancestors.

The two from Shenmu Sect want to understand the internal structure of Qingfeng Sect and the habits of its high-level cultivators.

For a Nascent Soul True Monarch to come seeking help so earnestly, it must be no ordinary spirit rice; it will likely take a long time in Black Mountain to fulfill the promise.

Finding out the preferences of several Core Formation cultivators early on will help them integrate into the Qingfeng Sect.

The hope is that by building good relationships with these people, they might mention him to Lord Bai Zhenjun, so that he can receive personal guidance and advice as soon as possible.

'We've only seen third-tier spiritual veins along the way. Surely the Azure Maple Sect doesn't even have a fourth-tier spiritual land?'

Lin Shan took in the majestic and precipitous Black Mountain Range and compared it to his own Wuzhong Ridge, concluding that its spiritual veins were far inferior.

However, the Black Mountain Range stretches as far as the eye can see, with its peaks rising and falling in different directions, so Wuzhong Ridge is definitely inferior in terms of overall scale.

"It can't be that bad. Before I came, I specifically gathered information about Black Mountain. There's a fourth-tier spiritual vein in the mountain. Otherwise, how could their two ancestors have completed the Nascent Soul stage? I told you to observe more and speak less, and not to try to communicate with me telepathically again!"

Elder Bai glared at Lin Shan. This junior brother, being a relative of Gu Jue and possessing the Sang Zhe Spirit Body, was arrogant and disrespectful to everyone in the Divine Wood Sect, offending many fellow disciples.

However, the Sangzhe spirit is naturally compatible with the earth's veins and has the ability to regulate the earth's spiritual energy.

The spiritual fields tended by Lin Shan are always more fertile than those of others, pests actively avoid them, and the final harvest is much higher.

Gu Jue chose this person not entirely to recommend one of his own, but because Sang Zhe's spirit was indeed unique.

In many situations, even those with extensive experience in spiritual farming cannot achieve the same results.

Elder Bai chatted with Qi Yue for a few more minutes and learned that the other was a disciple of True Lord Ge Cang. His tone became even warmer.

If it weren't for the exceptionally talented fellow disciple Bai Zichen, Ge Cang's feat of defeating the Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Nine Difficulties Sect would have been equally remarkable.

……

Bai Zichen's sword light sped along until he saw several streaks of light heading in the same direction, at which point he descended from the gale layer.

A magnificent and beautiful immortal city attracted the attention of all the passing cultivators.

The twelve city gates are open all day long, with countless cultivators entering and exiting every moment, and a massive amount of cultivation resources flowing in and out.

"Compared to back then, the foot traffic hasn't decreased... but for some reason, it always feels like it's lacking a bit of vitality."

Bai Zichen stood watching for a long time, but instead of entering the city, he turned and left.

Zengguang Immortal City is the true core of the Northern Region, with countless cultivators and abundant resources. You can find anything you can imagine in the Immortal City.

Countless lives have perished around this celestial city. From its inception to the fall of the Du clan, it was built upon countless bones.

After slaying the Blood Demon, he felt an even greater affinity with the mountains, rivers, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It seemed as if the legendary power of merit descended upon him, bestowing this benefit upon him.

The power of merit is mysterious and profound; few people can explain its intricacies.

It can be simply understood as the reward and punishment mechanism of the Heavenly Dao for those below.

By following the natural order and performing actions beneficial to this world, one has the opportunity to receive the reward of merit.

Having the power of good deeds by your side brings many benefits.

Simply put, being blessed with good fortune means that everything you do will go smoothly.

On the other hand, if one's merits are confiscated, one will be rejected by heaven and earth, and even drinking water will cause one to have trouble getting through their teeth.

Blood Demon is, after all, a cultivator from the Heavenly Demon Realm. Regardless of whether he has taken any action, he is certainly regarded as an unstable element in this world.

Killing him completely thwarted the Blood Demon Clan's plans and averted a disaster for the human world.

With such achievements, it is only natural that they would receive the power of merit.

Passing through Zengguang Immortal City means that you are very close to your final destination.

"I wonder how my apprentices are doing..."

Judging by their ages, if Bai Zichen's disciples cannot break through to the Core Formation realm, they are basically at the end of their lives.

Perhaps it was truly a case of feeling apprehensive about returning home; even a Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't completely avoid it, his mind filled with mixed thoughts and a sense of gain and loss.

Once Hejian County came into view, my heart immediately calmed down.

Without disturbing anyone, Bai Zichen concealed his sword light and acted discreetly.

The defenses of the Black Mountain Range were as good as no defenses for him. He passed through the Thunder Cliff where he had cultivated for many years, the main mountain of his sect, the Jade Moon Lake where he started his spiritual farm, and the Golden Light Mountain, Cold Lake, and Cold Crow Gorge, which he had conquered during the pioneering war.

At the same time, it was discovered that the third-tier spiritual veins that were originally undeveloped and had owners of demonic beasts had been incorporated into the sect's defenses.

The overall defense is better and more layered than when he left.

What's missing is a fourth-order formation.

Only a fourth-order grand formation can connect the entire Black Mountain range, and only then can the required coverage be achieved.

On Flaming Mountain, there are two rows of halls at the foot of the mountain, a main hall for alchemy on the mountainside, and two sacred sites at the top of the mountain, clearly separated.

Bai Zichen arrived at his Star Gazing Pavilion, and everything was exactly as he had left it, unchanged.

The buildings inside the pavilion, including the cushions and chairs, were spotless, indicating that they were regularly cleaned.

Strolling slowly, in the top-floor room, you can look up and see the night sky, as if you could reach out and pluck a real star.

Has anyone used my quiet room?

Back on the second floor, Bai Zichen frowned. The door to the meditation room opened, and a futon was tossed aside, its fabric pilling and loose threads showing.

There was even a row of footprints on the ground, leading from the doorway all the way inside.

Even though he wasn't there, he didn't mind his disciple taking advantage of the fourth-tier spiritual energy near the Star Gazing Hall.

Who has the audacity to allow direct entry into their meditation room and then defile it like this?
None of the disciples remembered that this was their nature. Could there be someone else in the Star Gazing Pavilion?

He arrived at the last weapon-refining room, reached out and pushed open the stone door. The black stone he had taken from the original Azure Phoenix's nest had the effect of isolating divine sense, and only after pushing it open could he see the whole thing.

Looking at the bundle of people fast asleep on the refining table, he laughed heartily.

With black and white fur, a bulky body, and hands covering its head, it made rhythmic snoring sounds.

Besides my natal spirit beast, which I abandoned for many years, who else is there?

"Get down here now!"

Bai Zichen gave a soft shout, which was deafening to Gun Gun. Its whole body trembled violently, and its flesh could be seen rolling like waves.

The short-armed creature rubbed its eyes and, upon seeing its master who had disappeared for nearly a century, let out a howl and prepared to leap off the control panel.

As a result, because his legs were too short, he tripped and fell off the platform while spinning around.

It tumbled twice on the ground and rolled into a black and white ball.

Looking at its fleshy body, it probably doesn't feel any pain.

The panda quickly got up, ran to its owner, hugged his leg, and shook him vigorously.

"Alright, alright, once I've finished building the boundary, I can put you inside, and I certainly won't abandon you in the future."

Bai Zichen sensed Gun Gun's dependence on him and stroked its chin.

Only then did they realize that Gun Gun had unknowingly become a third-tier low-grade spirit beast.

It did not disappoint him after preparing so much high-level demonic beast flesh and blood, but its size only increased by one size, and it did not show the power that a third-level spirit beast should have.

(End of this chapter)