Shengui Changsheng: Start from Zhenwuwei and add some points to cultivate immortality

Fu Shaoping gritted his teeth, desperately clinging to the last vestige of clarity in his mind.

"You mere remnant soul dares to possess me?"

He roared inwardly, and the memories of countless lifetimes erupted at this moment!
Past lives, present life, a hundred reincarnations, ten thousand years of vicissitudes...

Countless images flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern!
In every lifetime, he faced life-or-death choices; in every lifetime, he was coveted, framed, and hunted; in every lifetime, he survived and made it to the end through his resilience and wisdom.

This life will be no exception!

"I, Fu Shaoping, have endured countless reincarnations. My resolve is unwavering; how could a mere remnant soul of ten thousand years possibly sway me?!"

His consciousness suddenly became incredibly clear!
An aura more ancient, more vast, and more majestic than that of the Demonic Pill rose from the depths of his soul!

That's the aura of the Book of a Hundred Generations!

It is the aura of having experienced countless reincarnations and witnessed the vicissitudes of life!

The moment Danmo's soul touched this aura, it was as if it had crashed into an invisible giant wall and collapsed with a bang!
"Do not--!!!"

He let out a final scream as his entire soul was utterly crushed and purified under the oppressive power of the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes!
"Who...are you...?"

This was the last sound he left in the world.

Then, everything returned to calm.

Fu Shaoping opened his eyes.

Within the dantian, a golden pill the size of a pigeon egg, smooth and lustrous, with a faint golden light flowing across its surface, was slowly rotating.

Golden Elixir, complete!

He stood up, feeling the surging power within his body and the connection to heaven and earth that was several times clearer than when he was in the Foundation Establishment stage. A faint smile appeared on his lips.

Danmo's schemes, ironically, became an aid to his Core Formation.

The third page of the book of a hundred generations has now been turned, marking the beginning of a new chapter.

……

Outside the courtyard, Yunhe breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw him emerge from seclusion safely.

"What... happened just now?" Her gaze was complicated. "I sensed intense fluctuations in your mind, as if two enormous forces were clashing..."

Fu Shaoping did not hide anything and briefly told him about the matter of the Pill Demon.

After listening, Yunhe remained silent for a long time before sighing, "You are indeed no ordinary person. You actually managed to kill that ten-thousand-year-old remnant soul of the Pill Demon..."

She looked at Fu Shaoping with satisfaction in her eyes: "It was worth it to take him as my apprentice."

Fu Shaoping smiled slightly: "Thank you for protecting me, Master."

Yunhe waved his hand, about to speak, when suddenly his expression changed and he looked up at the sky.

A terrifying aura is rapidly approaching from afar!

The power of that aura far surpassed that of a Golden Core cultivator!
"A Nascent Soul cultivator!" Yun He exclaimed, "A Nascent Soul cultivator has arrived!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a massive figure appeared in the sky above Green Bamboo Peak.

It was an old man in a gray robe, his face gaunt. He stood with his hands behind his back, his aura as deep and unfathomable as an abyss. His gaze was fixed on Fu Shaoping.

"The aura of the Demonic Pill... disappeared from here just now..."

His voice was hoarse and deep, yet it resounded like thunder in everyone's ears.

"Boy, did you destroy the remnant soul of the Demon Pill?"

Fu Shaoping looked up at him, his gaze calm as still water.

"Yes."

The old man was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

That smile was eerie and sinister.

"Good...very good..."

He raised his hand, and a hazy gray light enveloped Fu Shaoping!

"Then hand over the legacy of the Demonic Pill to me!"

The hazy light, like a net, descended upon Fu Shaoping!

Wherever the light passed, the void itself distorted slightly, and the emerald bamboo on Green Bamboo Peak withered instantly, losing all its vitality!
The power of a Nascent Soul cultivator is terrifying!
Yunhe's expression changed drastically. He wanted to intervene, but found that he couldn't even move an inch—the pressure from the Nascent Soul elder had already locked onto the entire Green Bamboo Peak!
Fu Shaoping looked up at the gray light that was about to fall, his eyes still calm.

At this critical moment—

"stop!"

A clear, cool female voice, like heavenly music, resounded throughout the sky!

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling white light shot out from afar, hitting the hazy gray light directly!
"boom!"

The two forces collided with a deafening roar! The restrictions on Green Bamboo Peak shattered instantly, countless rocks tumbled down, and swathes of bamboo forest collapsed!

But that gray light was ultimately blocked.

A figure in white gracefully landed in front of Fu Shaoping.

She was a woman of breathtaking beauty, dressed in a simple white dress, her aura as pure and aloof as snow, surrounded by a faint moonlight. Her aura was also—Nascent Soul!
"Moonlight Fairy!" Yunhe exclaimed in surprise.

Moonflower Fairy, a legendary figure among independent cultivators, is said to have reached the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm in just a thousand years of cultivation. She never relies on any power, always acting alone and shrouded in mystery. How could she be here?
The gray-robed elder's expression changed drastically upon recognizing the newcomer: "Yuehua! What do you mean?"

Fairy Moonlight looked at him and said coldly, "Old monster Danmo, you have overstepped your bounds. This is the territory of Qingyun Sect, not the territory of your Danmo Valley."

The Old Monster of Pills? Fu Shaoping's heart skipped a beat. This person was indeed related to the Old Monster of Pills!

The old monster Danmo's face was gloomy: "That brat destroyed my senior brother's remnant soul. I've come to demand an explanation. What's wrong with that?"

Fairy Moonflower said calmly, "Your senior brother? Is that the Pill Demon who was sealed by the Pill God ten thousand years ago? He harmed his fellow disciples and fell into the demonic path. He deserved to die. Are you standing up for him because you want to follow in his footsteps?"

A hint of apprehension flashed in the old monster's eyes. Fairy Yuehua's cultivation was comparable to his; if they were to truly fight, the outcome would be uncertain. Moreover, this was Qingyun Sect territory; if the fight dragged on, the old fogies of Qingyun Sect would also arrive.

But he was not willing to give up.

He stared at Fu Shaoping, his eyes filled with greed: "Boy, since you have obtained my senior brother's inheritance, you should know that it contains his life's work. If you know what's good for you, hand over the inheritance, and I can let bygones be bygones."

Fu Shaoping looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Old monster Danmo, do you know what your senior brother said to me before he died?"

The old monster Danmo was taken aback: "What?"

Fu Shaoping said calmly, "He said that the person he hates most, besides the Pill God, is another person. That person took advantage of his being sealed away, stole half of his inheritance, and started his own sect. That person is you."

The old monster Danmo's expression changed drastically!
"Nonsense!" he roared. "My senior brother is like a brother to me, how could he..."

"Like brothers?" Fu Shaoping interrupted him. "Then why didn't he leave the complete inheritance to you, but instead hid it in the Pill God Palace, waiting for a destined person to retrieve it?"

The old monster Danmo was speechless.

Fu Shaoping continued, "You came here today claiming you wanted an explanation, but all you really wanted was to reclaim the other half of the inheritance. When your senior brother's remnant soul dissipated, his last words were to warn me to be careful of you. He said that you, his junior brother, were more greedy than anyone else."

The old monster Danmo's face had turned ashen.

Moonflower Fairy looked at him, her eyes full of mockery: "Old monster Pill Demon, what else do you have to say?"

The old monster Danmo took a deep breath, suppressing his anger and fear, and said coldly, "Yuehua, you can protect him for a while, but not forever. Once I break through to the late Nascent Soul stage, the first person I will kill will be him!"

Having said that, he flashed and turned into a streak of gray light, disappearing into the horizon.

Peace has finally returned to Qingzhu Peak.

Fu Shaoping bowed solemnly to Fairy Yuehua: "Thank you for saving my life, senior."

Yuehua turned around, her gaze falling on him. Her gaze was clear and cold, yet it seemed to see through everything.

"Are you Fu Shaoping?" she asked.

Fu Shaoping nodded.

After a moment of silence, Yuehua suddenly said, "You have the aura of reincarnation on you."

Fu Shaoping was startled.

This is the second person to see through his secret at a glance.

Yuehua continued, "Don't be nervous. The cultivation method I practice has some connection with the Path of Reincarnation, and I can sense some of it. I won't tell anyone about your affairs."

Fu Shaoping breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, senior."

Yuehua shook her head: "No need to thank me. I came at someone's request."

"Entrusted by someone?" Fu Shaoping was taken aback. "Who?"

Yuehua looked at him, a complex expression flashing in her eyes.

"Someone you know, but shouldn't know."

She took out a jade slip from her bosom and handed it to Fu Shaoping.

Fu Shaoping took it and probed it with his divine sense.

The jade slip contained only one sentence:

"Page three, time to turn the page. — Ye."

leaf.

That name, like a thunderclap, exploded in Fu Shaoping's mind!
That's... the first page...

He suddenly looked up at Yuehua.

But Yuehua's figure had already vanished from the spot, leaving only a faint echo:

He's waiting for you. Waiting for you to turn the page and go see him.

Fu Shaoping stood there, motionless for a long time.

Yunhe walked over and looked at him with concern: "Shaoping, are you alright?"

Fu Shaoping shook his head, put away the jade slip, and looked deep in thought.

"Master, I'm fine."

He looked up and gazed into the distance.

The third page of the book of a hundred generations has come to an end.

A new chapter is about to begin.

……

When Fu Shaoping opened his eyes, he was greeted by an unfamiliar dome.

Carved wooden beams, old curtains, dappled sunlight filtering through the window lattices. A faint scent of sandalwood and a subtle medicinal aroma permeate the air.

He moved his fingers, feeling his new body.

Thin and weak, with a bone age of about fifteen or sixteen. His dantian was empty, showing no signs of cultivation.

"Another mortal's start."

Fu Shaoping's heart remained calm and undisturbed. Having experienced the first three pages of reincarnation, he had long been accustomed to starting new lives under various identities. But this time, the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes seemed exceptionally generous, allowing him to retain the memories of the first few pages—or rather, to retain the "Dao Heart" that had endured through a hundred lifetimes.

He began to receive the memories of this body.

The Fu family is one of the three major families in Qingyang City. With a history of over three hundred years, the current patriarch, Fu Qingshan, is a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator and one of the strongest figures in Qingyang City.

And he, Fu Shaoping, is the illegitimate son of the Fu family.

His mother was born a maid and died in despair due to the mistress's ostracism. He was neglected from a young age and was placed in the most remote courtyard of the Fu family mansion, receiving only a meager monthly allowance to barely make ends meet, and was not even qualified to cultivate.

“A son born out of wedlock…” Fu Shaoping murmured, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

This identity is suitable for keeping a low profile.

He sat up and looked around at his surroundings.

The room was small and simply furnished, but it was clean and tidy. There was a desk by the window with several yellowed books on it—the original owner of this body had secretly borrowed them from the family library, and they were all basic cultivation knowledge and introductory techniques.

There were several jars piled up in the corner, containing some inferior medicinal herbs—the original owner had gathered them in the back mountain, hoping to learn alchemy on his own, but he couldn't even start a fire.

"He's a promising young man," Fu Shaoping sighed softly.

Unfortunately, the original owner of this body had died silently from a cold a few days ago.

And he, Fu Shaoping, took over all of this.

He got out of bed, walked to the window, and opened it.

The sunlight was blinding, so he squinted and looked out the window at the small courtyard.

A few unidentified wildflowers grew in the courtyard, overgrown with weeds, clearly neglected. The courtyard wall was not high, beyond which lay a grove of trees, and further away, the imposing mansion complex of the Fu family could be vaguely seen.

“Qingyang City, the Fu family, the illegitimate son…” Fu Shaoping took a deep breath, feeling the thin spiritual energy in the air, “Let this life begin here.”

He turned around, walked back to his desk, and picked up the few yellowed books.

"Introduction to Immortal Cultivation", "The Record of Qingyang Spiritual Herbs", "Basic Breathing Techniques"...

The pages were covered with annotations, written in childish handwriting, yet so earnest it was heartbreaking.

Fu Shaoping opened the book "Basic Breathing Techniques" and read it carefully.

The technique is very rudimentary, the most basic method of drawing qi into the body. Any mortal with spiritual roots can barely reach the first level of Qi Refining by relying on this technique and spending a year or two.

However, for Fu Shaoping, who had experience spanning hundreds of lifetimes, this cultivation method was full of loopholes.

"The breathing rhythm is too slow, resulting in low efficiency in inducing qi."

"The meridian route is a long detour, and at least 30% of the spiritual energy is wasted along the way."

"The timing of the practice completely ignored the tidal changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth..."

As he turned the pages, he had already sketched out a completely new breathing technique in his mind.

But he didn't rush into cultivation.

He put down his book, walked out of the courtyard, and headed towards the back mountain.

……

The back mountain is the Fu family's private property, where some spiritual herbs are planted, and there are dedicated spiritual plant growers to take care of them. However, deep in the back mountain, there is a neglected mixed forest where some wild spiritual herbs of poor quality grow, and occasionally some lower-ranking disciples of the family will come to try their luck.

That's where Fu Shaoping's goal is.

He walked through the mixed forest for an hour, and relying on his experience in identifying spiritual herbs accumulated in his previous lives, he found several Qingling grasses of decent quality and a purple-leaf orchid.

Green Spirit Grass is the main ingredient in refining Qi Gathering Powder. Purple Leaf Orchid, on the other hand, has the effect of strengthening the body's foundation and nourishing the vital energy.

He carefully picked the medicinal herbs, wrapped them in his robe, and returned to his small courtyard.

There was a well in the courtyard, with clear, cool water. He drew a bucket of water, washed the medicinal herbs, and then took out a worn-out earthenware jar—it had been left by the original owner, who had intended to use it to brew medicine but had never been willing to use it.

Fu Shaoping has neither a pill furnace nor a fire-type spiritual root, but he has the power of a contract.

He closed his eyes, and a faint golden light of a contract appeared in his palm. The golden light merged into the pottery jar, condensing into a miniature contract rune at the bottom—a simplified version of the "Fire Gathering Contract," capable of drawing upon the fire elemental energy of heaven and earth through the power of the contract. (End of Chapter)