The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

At this moment, on the vast sea.

The flying tortoise broke through the waves, its massive body casting a large shadow on the sea.

But when it reached the crowd, the awe-inspiring pressure suddenly subsided.

In an instant, even the surging waves calmed down, turning into gentle ripples that surrounded the reef.

It slowly lowered its head, the patterns on its golden carapace shimmering with a soft glow, and stopped its movement atop the reef.

Why would the sacred beast of the Flying Heaven Sect suddenly stop here?

"This is the only way to the Flying Gate Mine. We have been trading here peacefully for decades. Could it be that the Holy Beast thinks we have disturbed its peace and quiet?"

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, and this scene left all the cultivators present completely stunned.

Many people have been practicing their spirituality overseas for decades, but they have never seen this scene before.

"No, there's someone there."

"Who is it? Who is it?!"

"Could it be that the sudden appearance of this flying tortoise chasing the sun is because of that person?"

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Who could possibly command such deference from an ancient sacred beast?
Everyone's eyes turned to the top of the reef, but when they saw the person's appearance, they were filled with doubt.

He was a rather ordinary young monk.

He wore a faded blue robe, and his aura was as calm as the mist and clouds in the mountains.

He possessed neither magnificent magical artifacts nor the imposing aura characteristic of a powerful individual.

If I weren't standing in front of the sacred beast, I probably wouldn't even get a second glance if I were just blending into the crowd.

"Who is this person? He looks completely ordinary, so how could he cause such a commotion for the sacred beast of the Flying Heaven Sect?"

A young monk rubbed his eyes, his face filled with disbelief.

"Yes, let alone the elders of the Flying Heaven Sect, even ordinary Golden Core cultivators in the market have a stronger aura than him..."

Another person chimed in, their voice full of confusion.

Just then, an old cultivator who had been cultivating around the Flying Heaven Gate for many years suddenly widened his eyes and stared intently at the figure on the reef, his fingers trembling slightly.

"Wait...that figure, those features...I feel like I've seen them somewhere before!"

"Yes, I remember now, I saw it in the sect records of the Flying Heaven Sect!"

The man slapped his thigh suddenly, and the next moment, as if he had thought of something, his face was full of disbelief, and his voice suddenly rose.

"It's Daozu Ye! Daozu Ye who returned from the Demon Realm!"

These words were like a thunderclap, and the cultivators instantly erupted in uproar.

"Master Ye? Is that Master Ye, the one who is unparalleled in both swordsmanship and sabers?"

"No wonder the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle bowed its head so respectfully! It is said that this sacred beast was raised by Dao Ancestor Ye himself. Who else but Dao Ancestor Ye could make a sect's sacred beast recognize its master like this?"

"No wonder I didn't recognize him! The Dao Ancestor has returned to his original simplicity!"

Amidst the exclamations, the first old cultivator to react knelt down with a thud, clasping his hands in a respectful salute towards the reef.

"Junior Jinshi Sanren greets Daozu Ye!"

"The divine might of the Dao Ancestor has intimidated the Demon Realm; it is truly a blessing for the cultivation world!"

This kneeling acted as a signal, prompting the other cultivators to react.

In an instant, regardless of their cultivation level, everyone knelt down without hesitation, and even the spirit boat that was floating in the air slowly descended.

For a while.

On the sea and between the platforms, hundreds of figures knelt in worship, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Greetings, Daozu Ye!"

"The Dao Ancestor has returned after slaying the demon, protecting the East Sea. We are deeply grateful!"

"I had only heard of the Dao Ancestor's fame before, but seeing the sacred beast bow its head today, I realize that the rumors are nothing compared to what I've heard!"

The murmurs rose and fell, but no one dared to look up and look directly at them.

Some cultivators secretly raised their eyes, wanting to see what this legendary Dao Ancestor looked like again.

Ye Yang nodded slightly, a faint blue light emanating from his body, and landed on the shell of the Sun Chasing Flying Turtle as if stepping on clouds.

The Flying Turtle immediately let out a low, gentle cry and turned to swim slowly into the depths of the East China Sea.

A golden backplate cleaved through the waves, leaving a trail of shimmering light.

"The Dao Ancestor is leaving!"

Someone exclaimed and looked up, only to see the silhouette of the flying tortoise chasing the sun gradually disappearing into the distance.

At the same time, Ye Daozu also disappeared.

The man and the beast eventually transformed into a tiny black dot at the edge of the sea, disappearing where the sea meets the sky.

The cultivators slowly rose to their feet, still unable to hide their excitement, and began to discuss among themselves.

"Just now, the Dao Ancestor's aura was calm, which must be because his cultivation has reached the realm of returning to simplicity and truth, which is why he did not reveal his strength!"

"Indeed! To be carried by the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle on its own initiative—such kindness and prestige are probably unmatched by many in the entire cultivation world!"

"We must work even harder in our cultivation from now on. How fortunate we are to be able to cultivate in the land protected by Dao Ancestor Ye! It is our blessing!"

The sun shines on the sea, and the place gradually returns to its lively state.

However, the cultivators' conversation shifted from Demon Realm specialties and daily transactions to the seemingly ordinary yet incredibly powerful Dao Ancestor Ye.

In the direction Ye Yang and the Flying Turtle of the Sun had gone, beside the deep-sea azurite vein in the Black Reef Sea, a golden spiritual light shone...

Meanwhile, in another part of the sea.

The flying tortoise carrying Ye Yang plunged into the depths of the East China Sea.

The further we went, the louder the roar of the sea became, until gradually, only the faint sound of the flowing sea remained all around.

Ye Yang glanced around; the seawater here was a deep, pure blue.

Sunlight could not penetrate it; only the golden patterns on the flying turtle's carapace emitted a soft glow, illuminating the surrounding sea.

Occasionally, curious sea fish would swim close, only to be startled by the faint spiritual light emanating from the sacred beast and hastily retreat.

Before arriving at an underwater canyon.

The Flying Turtle slowly came to a stop, its massive body instantly retracting all its oppressive aura, as if it had transformed into something else entirely.

It gently wiggled its limbs, bringing its carapace close to the rocks at the edge of the canyon so that Ye Yang could stand steadily on the rocks. Then, it lowered its huge head slightly and gently rubbed Ye Yang's arm with a patch of downy fur on its head.

Even a single hair is a good ten feet long.

Its actions even carried a childlike intimacy. Ye Yang was amused by its behavior and gently stroked the flying turtle's head.

"She's become even clingier than before."

It's likely that guarding the mine these past few years has kept it relatively quiet, which explains the current situation.

The Flying Turtle seemed to understand his words, letting out a low whimper. It nuzzled its head even more enthusiastically and even tugged at Ye Yang's clothes with its claws, its eyes full of anticipation.

Ye Yang understood and took out a jade box from his storage ring.

Upon opening, several crystals radiating rich spiritual energy were clearly visible. One of them was a demon crystal taken from a Daoist cultivator in the Demon Realm. It was pitch black, yet faintly glowed with red spiritual light, containing pure energy.

The other few drops were the blood of true spirits, clear as ice, with spiritual energy almost overflowing.

These were all seized by him after killing demonic cultivators in the Demon Realm. Although the demonic crystals carried demonic energy, they could be refined and transformed into his own power by the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle.

The blood of the true spirit is a treasure that can be used by both cultivators and demonic beasts.

Sure enough, the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle's eyes lit up instantly upon seeing the crystals, and its enormous tongue couldn't help but lick the corner of its mouth.

Its limbs paddled excitedly in the seawater, as if it wanted to swallow everything whole. "What's the rush?"

Ye Yang smiled and pressed down on its head that was leaning towards him.

"The energy contained in these magic crystals is too domineering. If you swallow them all at once, it might damage your meridians."

He took out a magic crystal, condensed a pale blue spiritual power at his fingertips, and slowly poured it into the magic crystal. The red spiritual light on the black magic crystal gradually softened, and the originally dense demonic energy also calmed down.

The Flying Turtle stayed obediently in place, staring intently at the magic crystal in Ye Yang's hand, occasionally letting out a pitiful whimper, but daring not to go forward to snatch it again.

After the magic crystal was refined to a milder state, Ye Yang handed it to the flying turtle's mouth.

"Eat this first, refine it slowly, and don't be greedy."

The next moment, the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle carefully picked up the magic crystal, afraid of biting Ye Yang's hand, and then slowly chewed it, its golden eyes full of satisfaction.

Ye Yang picked up another star crystal and handed it directly to it.

"You can eat this directly; it can replenish what you've lost while guarding the mine over the years."

The flying tortoise swallowed the spirit stones in a few bites and came over to beg for more food, but Ye Yang held it down.

"These are all treasures from the star field, with immense energy. I'll keep the rest for you and give them to you later."

He knew that although the sacred beasts possessed sentience, they lacked self-control. These crystals were powerful, and consuming too many at once would damage their foundation.

Although somewhat reluctant, the flying turtle obediently retreated to the side and lay down on the reef to slowly refine the energy within its body.

Nourished by energy, the golden patterns on the carapace shone even brighter.

Ye Yang sat on the reef, gazing in the direction of the deep-sea azurite vein in the distance, his mind filled with countless thoughts.

When he first met this tortoise, he was just a junior disciple at the Qi Condensation Realm. Now, hundreds of years of prosperity have passed in the blink of an eye.

Before he knew it, he had become an old man.

The vicissitudes of life are truly beyond words.

With such a loyal sacred beast as the Flying Turtle guarding the mine today, the mine can be stable, and the Flying Gate can have an extra layer of protection.

Logically speaking, this Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle possesses the bloodline of the Heavenly Gang Sun-Chasing Turtle and has great potential for future growth.

That is the limit of growth, or the ability to carry all the cultivators of the entire sect in flight.

It can even support the lives of an entire city.

Thinking of this, Ye Yang flicked his fingertips, sending out a beam of cyan light that continuously flowed into the magic crystal.

Before long, the domineering demonic energy was stripped away layer by layer, leaving only pure energy.

The Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle, unable to contain itself any longer, immediately approached and carefully snatched the magic crystal after it had been refined into a docile state.

A moment later, it stuck out its tongue and swallowed all the crystals of the few drops of true spirit blood.

hum!
The moment the essence blood and magic crystal entered its belly, the flying turtle's massive body trembled violently.

The patterns on the golden backplate suddenly lit up, as if igniting a sky full of stars.

It raised its head and let out a roar that shook the deep sea, causing the originally dark blue seawater to churn and surge.

The rocks on the seabed rustled.

Even the spiritual light emanating from the distant mine was drawn in, intertwining with the aura of the flying turtle.

Ye Yang watched intently as the flying tortoise changed, noticing that the patterns on its carapace were gradually altering.

The originally scattered golden lines slowly converged, forming a totem resembling the Chinese character "日" (sun).

A faint sunlight began to emanate from its body, not from the sea, but spontaneously emerging from within it.

It carried an extremely powerful aura.

It possesses the bloodline characteristics of the legendary "Heavenly Gang Sun-Chasing Turtle".

"Truly extraordinary."

Ye Yang was overjoyed.

The stronger the bloodline of the Heavenly Gang Sun-Chasing Turtle, the more benefits it will bring to the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle.

The Heavenly Sun-Chasing Turtle was once famous for swallowing and spitting out sunlight and controlling day and night.

Now that the Flying Turtle has awakened this meridian, its strength will inevitably experience a qualitative leap.

As its bloodline awakened, the spiritual light surrounding the flying turtle intensified.

Golden sunlight condensed into a pillar of light above it, piercing through the sea and soaring into the sky.

This towering pillar of light can be seen throughout the entire East China Sea.

The cultivators in the market stopped and looked up in awe.

Such a commotion clearly indicates that a powerful being has made a breakthrough, capable of causing such an unusual phenomenon in the East China Sea.

There was no one else besides this sacred beast.

Just as the flying turtle's aura was about to break through the shackles.

The moment the bloodline was completely stabilized, two familiar auras suddenly came from the sea.

One demon and one dragon, one gentle and one strong, streaked across the sky like two shooting stars and landed at the edge of the underwater canyon.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, it's been a long time! You've been hiding here, helping your old friend defy fate!"

A voice carrying a lazy laugh rang out, and the Three Dreams Demon King was seen wearing a pink and white robe and holding a folding fan.

He still had that nonchalant demeanor, but the demonic aura around him was more refined than before, clearly indicating that his cultivation had also improved.

Following closely behind was the Dragon Lord, dressed in a long robe with a blue-gold dragon pattern, a dragon's head and a human body, surrounded by a faint mist of water vapor. He cupped his hands and smiled at Ye Yang.

"Brother Ye, since you have returned from the Demon Realm, Brother Sanmeng and I have been planning to pay you a visit. Today, we happened to sense a breakthrough phenomenon in the East Sea, so we guessed that it was you here, and we were right."

Upon seeing that they were two old friends, Ye Yang's tense expression softened, and he raised his hand to signal them to wait a moment.

"It's been a long time since we last met, fellow Daoists. I wonder how you've been?"

"My pet beast is at the final stage of its breakthrough and cannot rise to greet me. I hope you two fellow Daoists will understand."

The Three Dream Demon King waved his hand and gently shook his folding fan.

"What's the rush? This breakthrough of a sacred beast is a rare sight. Let's take this opportunity to watch the excitement."

"Besides, you just came back from the Demon Realm after a near-death experience. We should have a good cup of tea and talk about your adventures."

The Dragon King echoed this sentiment.

“I have prepared the Ice Soul Tea for a thousand years in Tianshui Palace. It is just right to relieve your fatigue. Brother Ye, please do not refuse.”

As they spoke, the flying tortoise's breakthrough was nearing its end. The sunlight around it gradually subsided, and the "sun" character totem on its carapace became increasingly clear.

Its aura has also become much stronger.

It slowly lowered its head, let out a gentle cry to Ye Yang, and its eyes were full of gratitude.

If it weren't for Ye Yang's help and that demonic fruit, it might not have been able to awaken its ancient bloodline even after another hundred years.

Ye Yang raised his hand and patted the flying turtle's head.

"Stay here and consolidate your cultivation. The safety of the East Sea will depend on you in the future."

The flying turtle nodded obediently and slowly sank into the seabed. The spiritual light around it transformed into a barrier, protecting the mineral vein even more tightly.

After the flying tortoise was settled, Ye Yang turned around and smiled at the Three Dream Demon King and the Dragon Lord.

"I apologize for keeping you both waiting. Since you have the Thousand-Year Ice Soul Tea, I will gladly accept it."

The Three Dream Demon King laughed heartily and took the lead in flying towards the sea.

"That's more like it! Let's drink and chat. To be honest, Brother Ye, my brother and I also want to venture into the starry sky and make a name for ourselves in that demonic realm." (End of Chapter)