Born with immortal seed

Chapter 807 A Thousand Years of Cultivation for Today

As fifth-order spirit puppets, Tai Xi and Tai Yi each have their own strengths.

As long as cultivation is not restricted to a human body, one can access all the supernatural powers and secret techniques in the Jingming Sect's Scripture Pavilion.

Near the mountain gate, one can mobilize the power of the great formation, and one's spiritual perception is unmatched by those of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Even Bai Zichen, who is at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, is far inferior.

"In just a few hundred years, Daozi has cultivated to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, no less than a Celestial Lord... Once he goes to the Upper Realm, it shouldn't be long before he is listed in the Jade Register."

No matter how excited Tai Xi was, it wouldn't show on her face.

Only subtle changes in tone of voice can reveal the true feelings.

“These disciples have all practiced the Cantong Qi. Arrange for them to stay in the mountain gate... Based on my observation of the changes at the Western Sea border, the restrictions set up by the ancient cultivators will gradually disappear within five hundred years, and the laws of heaven and earth will also tend to be consistent with the Ancestral Continent.”

Looking towards the western sea with Zhulong's Yin-Yang Eyes, Bai Zichen could feel the boundary barriers crumbling piece by piece.

The good days of becoming a deity in this world are numbered.

"Wouldn't that mean we could recruit disciples normally, without being restricted by this inexplicable curse?"

Taiyi then asked.

"That's right, but the sect's ascension passage will also lose its special features, becoming just like the Ancestral Continent, where one must go through violent void turbulence to reach the Earth Immortal Realm."

From the perspective of sect lineage, it's hard to say whether this change is good or bad.

The Jingming Sect could not recruit suitable disciples in the Western Sea, but its branch lineages were thriving in the Ancestral Continent.

They can lay a solid foundation at Qingfeng Sect, then return to the ancestral court and use the stable ascension channel to reach the upper realm.

"Don't be disappointed. After I ascend to heaven, I will open the Heavenly Gate, which will at least stabilize the void passage here for a thousand years... With your talent, you have great potential."

Seeing that Song Ding looked somewhat dejected, Bai Zichen offered some words of comfort.

"Please rest assured, Master, I will definitely follow in your footsteps, and the two of us will meet in the Immortal Realm."

Song Ding's expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice.

"Daozi's disciple has already reached the Nascent Soul stage at a young age, and his future is limitless... It would be better to stay in Penglai, where the cultivation conditions are no worse than in Zuzhou, and there are also the insights and notes of the senior Nascent Soul cultivators in the sect."

Taiyi's eyes were glazed over, and countless characters flashed deep within his pupils, clearly indicating an extremely powerful spiritual eye technique that had seen through Song Ding's true nature.

A fifth-tier spirit puppet, when facing an enemy head-on, is considered one of the weakest and lowest-ranking among those who have reached the Nascent Soul stage.

However, its various auxiliary abilities can be infinitely stacked thanks to the puppet's body, unlike cultivators who have to consider the load level, making it unparalleled in the cultivation world.

Just like this spiritual eye, cultivators have to consider whether their pupils can withstand it, and whether their eyes will go blind first.

The spirit puppet can use the most suitable fifth-tier spiritual materials to refine its eyeballs, and it can replace them on its own even if they are damaged, which is much simpler than rebuilding the physical body.

"I'm used to my own dojo and have no plans to move at the moment."

Song Ding had only been a disciple of his master for a little over five hundred years, yet he was able to achieve the Nascent Soul stage. This speed of cultivation would rank second only to the ancient times.

Even the most renowned Nascent Soul cultivators of the Moral Sect were not as good as them in this regard.

Apart from his master, he truly didn't take the major sects and heroes of the world seriously.

Although Jingming Sect is the ancestral temple of its own sect, it did not feel any immediate excitement upon hearing about its glorious history.

"Lead me to the void passage, and I will ascend to the Earthly Immortal Realm in three days."

Bai Zichen stepped straight into the mountain gate, where the spirit of the cave showed him the highest honor by immediately lifting all restrictions.

The disciples had been carefully instructed before setting off, but suddenly arriving in an unfamiliar environment, not a familiar mountain gate, and not even on the same continent, they inevitably felt somewhat restrained and unable to act freely.

The mountain gate is majestic and imposing, shrouded in an ethereal aura, even surpassing the grandeur of Rotten Axe Mountain.

More than ten cultivators arrived at once, and the Jingming Sect finally welcomed back its long-lost vitality, dispelling the lifeless atmosphere.

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Shen Cong changed into the most formal robe in his bag, the one Liang Lun had commissioned a master tailor to make when he formed his core, and which was bestowed upon him as a ceremonial robe.

Using fourth-tier ice silkworm silk, he hooked up a fourth-tier brocade cloth and added several practical restrictions on it.

The hair used for the cuffs was pulled from the feathers of a fifth-tier Thunder Roc, and it was some incomplete spiritual items left behind by Ancestor Ge Cang when he survived the Heavenly Tribulation of the Nascent Soul stage.

Liang Lun picked up the Lei Peng feather that was burned down to one-fifth of its original size and put away the usable parts.

The rest was then used to make robes for his own disciples, which increased the cost by more than one level.

"Junior Sister Yue, you're up too?"

Shen Cong took two steps, his eyes lit up, and he took the initiative to greet the pretty young girl who came out of the opposite mansion.

She held a pipa in her hands and wore a plain dress, a stark contrast to the cheerful little girl she had been in front of Song Ding.

"It's a momentous occasion for our master's ascension; how could we not arrive early?"

Le Yao and Shen Cong walked side by side, gradually gathering several people, and arrived in front of a high altar.

"Ascension to the upper realm... I wonder if we will ever have the chance to reach that position in our lifetime."

Shen Congyan looked up in admiration, and the golden light above was so dazzling that it was hard to look directly at her.

"Being able to join a sect already puts us far ahead of others... Whether we can reach the final step is beyond human control; we just need to do our best."

Le Yao, being of the human race from Xuanzhou, understands this even more deeply.

After a short while, all ten disciples of the Qingfeng Sect arrived.

Such a feat is not something that can be seen all the time; the act of voluntarily ascending to immortality has not occurred in the cultivation world for nearly ten thousand years.

Fifteen minutes later, Tai Xi, Tai Yi, and Song Ding arrived together.

As soon as the pointer on the sun's crown reached its zenith, the exact time arrived, and Bai Zichen appeared on the high altar.

Wearing a robe embroidered with mysterious patterns and adorned with pearl and gemstone necklaces, she exuded an otherworldly aura, completely out of place in the world.

This set of ascension attire is exclusive to the Daoist disciples of the Jingming Sect. All the fifth-grade spiritual materials used in its production require master-level craftsmanship to make.

Those strings of necklaces, composed of many spatial-type spiritual objects, had some effect on spatial power.

While it can't exert much power against the void turbulence, it can at least slightly weaken the spatial force and stabilize its form.

Such a robe is something that most Nascent Soul level sects could not afford to forge even if they went bankrupt.

"When the time for ascension came, I felt a little reluctant to leave... But to achieve the path to immortality, I had to go to a higher place, and I could not go any further in the mortal realm."

A feeling of nostalgia for the cultivation world welled up in Bai Zichen's heart. For him, the more than a thousand years he spent in the mortal world was a real and undeniable journey.

"Keep this jade pendant safe. When I advance to the Integration stage, I will be able to use it to communicate between the two realms... If you do not live to see it, then continue the inheritance."

This life jade was refined by Bai Zichen over the decades before his ascension. With a thought, he can make his thoughts appear on it.

Even across continents and vast distances, information can be transmitted smoothly.

There is a mysterious connection between him and the above; as his physical body improves, his life jade will also change accordingly.

Once he achieves the union and his life essence is elevated, he will be able to act as a medium to transmit messages from the upper realm.

"Congratulations to Master on your ascension to the celestial realm and your attainment of immortality!"

Song Ding held the jade pendant in both hands and performed the grand master-disciple ceremony, kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times.

"A thousand years of cultivation, seeking only transcendence... The Great Dao is arduous, and only by going to the Upper Realm can there be more possibilities. I look forward to sitting down and discussing the Dao with immortals and gods."

Bai Zichen looked around, and the images of several deceased seniors suddenly appeared in his mind. Putting aside his reluctance to part with them, he was replaced by a longing for the Earthly Immortal Realm.

Stronger opponents, a better cultivation environment, a longer lifespan, and the unleashed laws of heaven and earth.

As he took a step forward, the weather suddenly changed; a thunderous roar shattered the sky, revealing a black hole.

It is profound and indescribable, as if great fear and danger are hidden within, exuding a boundless and empty sense of the unknown, which could devour any living being that enters it.

At the same time, a hint of supreme aura emanated from him, which was extremely attractive to a Nascent Soul cultivator at the peak of his cultivation.

He stepped into the ascension passage amidst thunder. There were few earth-shattering phenomena, and things quickly returned to calm. The number one sword immortal in the history of the cultivation world had vanished without a trace and ceased to exist.

Song Ding and his disciples sighed with regret, some feeling envious, others imagining the magnificent scenery of the Immortal Realm, and still others feeling lost and hesitant, considering the changes in the cultivation world after the departure of the Sword Lord of Time.

This scene will surely remain in their hearts forever.

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The Sword Lord of Time has successfully ascended to the Immortal Realm!

The news spread like wildfire throughout the cultivation world in the shortest possible time, reaching everyone from Nascent Soul cultivators to Qi Refining cultivators.

The fact that this cultivator was the first to achieve this in ten thousand years is of profound significance.

This means that this world is not without hope, and the opportunity to ascend to immortality has not been lost.

Ascension to immortality is still a real phenomenon, not just a figment of imagination from our ancestors.

The Sword Master of Time surpassed all his predecessors, becoming the ultimate goal and spiritual sustenance for countless sword cultivators.

Of course, the ascension of the undisputed number one in the cultivation world will naturally cause undercurrents and countless conspiracies to unfold.

However, the Qingfeng Sect is currently too powerful.

Even without the Sword Lord of Time, apart from the Moral Sect, no one can compare to it.

Great Zhou Dynasty, Heavenly Punishment Peak.

On a black and white chessboard, an old man and a young man sit facing each other, placing their pieces on the board.

In less than a hundred moves, the boy was defeated one after another. The stars on the board were knocked to the ground and exploded one by one, with no power to resist anymore.

"Our ancestor won this duel..."

Ye Douyi threw down the white piece in his hand and resigned.

"Your mind is wavering and indecisive; otherwise, you wouldn't have failed so quickly... With your accumulated resources, you already have more than a 50% chance of reaching the Nascent Soul stage. If you don't try now, when will you?"

The loud shouts of those spreading the Dharma were like a blow to the head.

"On the great road, there is no such thing as perfection. Without the courage and diligence to strive forward, how can one climb to the summit!"

"After I return, I will prepare to trigger the Heavenly Tribulation of the Nascent Soul stage."

Ye Douyi felt as if struck by lightning, his confusion vanished, and he spoke firmly.

With his talent, his journey before reaching the Divine Realm was smooth, without any challenges.

The sudden transformation of Song Ding, whom he regarded as his lifelong enemy, threw him into a state of confusion, causing him to remain anxious and uncertain about reaching the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Worried about being left behind, yet also afraid of failing the tribulation.

"It is easy to help others, but difficult to help oneself... Where does my path to ascension lie?"

After Ye Douyi retreated, Hongfa's figure scattered into butterfly-like fragments and flew towards the back of Tianfa Peak.

This place has returned to silence once more.

(End of this chapter)