Symbiotic panel, I am cultivating immortality in the world of immortality

Chapter 250 Golden Blood Tai Sui, Seeking Longevity in Houses
Wei Qingye was, after all, a cultivator.

Moreover, a sword cultivator can be truly ruthless when he calms down.

Now that things have come to this, we should think about how to resolve them.

He sat down opposite Li Ye quite naturally and sighed slightly: "It's not that I can't accept that Senior Brother and Brother Li's spirit beast... have a marital relationship."

But this is truly absurd.

Brother Li, this mythical beast must be something from a painting, right?

When this was mentioned, Li Ye was quite surprised at first.

But after thinking about it carefully, I understood.

It's all because of Fellow Daoist Wen's amazing physique, the Ink and Gold Sand Physique, which is somewhere between a spirit beast and a spirit plant, and can even be described as an alternative "Worry-Free Spirit City".

Just as he had predicted, if Wen Daoyou wanted, one person could give birth to an entire race.

Isn't the Golden Ink Fox painting a perfect example of this?

Thinking of this, he said, "Brother Wei, as you know, this method of resurrection is an unorthodox method, not to mention that I have improved it."

If I'm not mistaken.

He looked at Wen Daoyou, who was happily tossing his daughter around, and his voice became somewhat low: "I'm afraid he can reproduce with all kinds of spirit beasts and spirit plants, and it's very easy for him—you're smart enough to understand what I mean."

How could Wei Qingye not understand the deeper meaning behind these words?

Even with him and Li Ye as backers, there will be a constant stream of "temptations" coming their way. You have to know that there are far too many humans, spirits, and even demons who crave an offspring.

Things like "borrowing sperm," "borrowing a womb to give birth," or even finding a vessel for one's own offspring are all very common.

“Therefore, he can no longer enter the cultivation world.” Wei Qingye made a decision immediately: “Brother Li, we still have to trouble you with this matter.”

"Ah."

Li Ye nodded.

This was something the two of them had agreed upon beforehand—after his rebirth, Fellow Daoist Wen could no longer be considered human, which would be somewhat inappropriate for him to be at the Heavenly Vein Sword Mountain.

But there won't be any problems with Li Ye.

After agreeing, Li Ye spoke again:

"I have one more thing I'd like to ask Fellow Daoist Wen for help with."

He deliberately raised his voice as he said this, adding, "If Fellow Daoist Wen is willing to help, then I will agree to leave the world in the painting and stay with you in the outside world forever."

Upon hearing this, Wen Daoyou, the white fox, and their child all looked over, especially Wen Daoyou, who blurted out without thinking:

"Of course!"

"Whatever Fellow Daoist Li commands!"

Putting aside Li Ye's great kindness to him, just being able to stay with Fox Sister forever was something he never dared to dream of before—he hadn't even dared to hope that Fox Sister could go out with him.

“I need your essence blood, and a lot of it,” Li Ye said calmly.

“You are special. I don’t know if your body is stable, so we need to continue to study you.”

That request is reasonable.

So Fellow Daoist Wen didn't think much of it. He used to be a sword cultivator, and practicing swinging his sword tens of thousands of times a day was commonplace for him.

Getting hurt is a common occurrence for him.

Immediately, he asked for a jade storage bottle, cut open his arm with a knife, and forced out a full half pound of his essence blood.

"Is that enough?" He handed the jade bottle to Li Ye as if nothing had happened, his face still rosy, showing no signs of the weakness one would expect from losing half a pound of essence and blood.

Li Ye looked at the scarlet blood.

His expression was somewhat serious.

Even through the bottle, one could feel the vibrant life force emanating from this essence, like a sun placed in water, its surging vitality almost eerie.

If he could notice it, Wei Qingye naturally could too.

Compared to Li Ye, who remained relatively calm, Wei Qingye had unconsciously gripped his longsword, his voice tinged with confusion:

"I even had an urge to destroy it."

"It seems that this thing is some kind of evil spirit or demon."

"..."

The longsword trembled slightly.

One burst of sword energy after another erupted.

If Li Ye hadn't been holding that jade bottle, the sword energy would probably have already shattered it into pieces.

"Calm down."

Li Ye stretched out his hand, and the Dawn Bell, which he hadn't used for a long time, appeared.

With a soft "ding," the warm sound of bells and sunlight appeared, soothing Wei Qingye's sword.

Then Li Ye opened the jade bottle.

He used his magic to lift a clump of blood and examine it carefully.

It can be seen that the yang energy is gushing out from this mass of essence and blood, actively seeking out the yin energy around it. Between the combination of yin and yang, some strange, tiny "lumps of flesh" are born.

Even more bizarrely, this thing actually has a name—

【Name】：Golden Ink Blood Tai Sui
Mood: None

[Status]: A spiritual object born from the combination of the unparalleled yang energy and the ubiquitous yin energy of the ink-and-gold sand body. When mortals consume it, they can obtain the effect of prolonging life and the miraculous effect of curing all diseases.

Depending on the type of Yin energy, the effects of the Blood Tai Sui will also change.

"..."

Li Ye understood everything instantly.

Good heavens! This fellow Daoist Wen's essence and blood can actually combine with Yin energy and then directly "give birth"—meaning that fellow Daoist Wen can really give birth anytime, anywhere just by releasing blood.

This was far more exaggerated than he had imagined.

Li Ye originally thought that even with the special nature of Fellow Daoist Wen's body, having offspring would require some yin-yang harmony through sexual intercourse, but he didn't expect that it would only take a little blood.

It can be done with any kind of yin energy.

He suddenly felt that he should change his attitude towards Wen Daoyou.

……

Dongcang Town.

It has been twenty years since I last came here.

When Li Ye, Wei Qingye, Wen Daoyou, and the white fox who had transformed into an elegant woman arrived, a tall and robust middle-aged man in his thirties noticed them.

"what?"

"Isn't that Li Ye!"

A look of joy appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes as he ran over and patted Li Ye's shoulder familiarly: "Brother Ye, did you really go to learn immortal magic from the immortal? How come you haven't changed at all in the past twenty years?"

"Brother Du," Li Ye said with his usual slightly shy smile, "it was just a bit of luck that I ate a few pills that can preserve one's youthful appearance."

"And here we are, sent back again."

—This is the boy who said he would help Li Ye reclaim land on the way to Dongcang Town.

And he did indeed do it.

While Li Ye was busy building houses everywhere, it was he and his partners who took the opportunity to manage Li Ye's fields quite well.

So when Li Ye made an excuse to leave, he also gave the field he had enchanted to this Brother Du. The vegetables and fruits that grew there had special spiritual power, enough to ensure that he would live a life free from illness and disaster, and enjoy a long and happy life.

Hearing what Li Ye said, Brother Du didn't doubt it. He just patted Li Ye on the shoulder to comfort him: "Well, since you're back, there's something going on in our town. Let's go together."

"Oh? Brother Wei, you're here too. And who are these two...?"

Only then did he notice Wei Qingye, Wen Daoyou, and the white fox standing to the side. "This is Wen Xi, and this is my wife," Wen Daoyou replied with a smile. He already knew that Li Ye wanted him to settle here, so it was naturally important to maintain good relations with his neighbors.

"Oh, it's Brother Wen. You must be coming to stay here. That's perfect. We can drink and chat together then."

Brother Du is very outgoing and friendly.

As they walked, they kept introducing and boasting about how wonderful Dongcang Town was.

Wenxi was also very talkative, and the two had a very pleasant conversation.

Until they arrived at a certain place.

White paper flowers were scattered everywhere, and white funeral banners, clearly erected for funerals, stood nearby. In the distance, people dressed in mourning clothes could be vaguely seen coming and going.

Just then, a white paper flower fell in front of Li Ye, and he reached out and caught it.

Li Ye was slightly taken aback and instinctively stopped in his tracks.

"Brother Du, what is this...?"

With a sweep of his divine sense, he could tell the situation here: an old man who had come to live in Dongcang Town had passed away, and it was a joyous funeral on his 100th birthday, so people were not too sad.

But you still have to put on an act.

"Hey." Brother Du sighed, "It's the old man from our enemy family who passed away. He was a hundred years old. He passed away peacefully in his bed without any illness or disaster. It's a happy occasion."

"Let's go and pay our respects. We'll be living here from now on, so I'll show you around and introduce you to the people here."

When people gather together like this, it's obviously a good time for socializing. Although it's a funeral, not many people are actually very sad.

In this world where immortals and gods truly exist, mortals have great faith in the Four Seasons Sect, knowing that they will definitely be reborn into a good family after death.

So everyone readily agreed and tied a white cloth around their arms—since they weren't Old Master Qiu's family, they naturally didn't need to wear mourning clothes.

As for cultivators offering incense to mortals, that's fine. Li Ye and Wei Qingye had met Old Master Qiu before; he was a very talkative old man.

Having spent over a decade here, I've developed some attachment to this place.

The only thing to worry about is that their luck is too great for the other side to handle, so a little illusion magic will be enough in a while.

Several people moved forward.

Upon entering the enemy's mansion, Li Ye suddenly noticed something amiss—this mansion was, of course, one that he had built himself.

But at this moment, he actually felt that the mansion was about to collapse.

How can this be?

This residence was created using his spiritual power combined with the supernatural ability of Lady Xiang; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a celestial abode.

[Name]: Xiangshui House
[Mood]: Sadness, pain, helplessness
[Status]: The house transformed from an ordinary house by Li Ye has developed spirituality and has a guardian deity—it is helpless because of the death of its master and is seeking help from Ci Huai.

The last sentence, pleading for help from Ci Huai, immediately made Li Ye realize that something terrible was about to happen.

"Brother Wei."

"Follow them and use some supernatural powers."

"I want to go in and take a look."

After giving Wei Qingye a brief instruction, he vanished into the mansion.

As soon as he entered, he felt even more uneasy.

Logically speaking, even if grains were grown in the mansion, there should have been very few. But now the entire mansion is filled with grains, and these grains are all shrouded in a mist...

Some of these are terrifying divine powers born of excessive compassion.

It moves automatically even without wind, swaying gently.

The golden light flowed almost seamlessly, and countless grains grew on the walls and roof.

【Name】：Compassionate Rice God
[Mood]: Devout prayer
[Status]: The god of grains, nurtured by the Worry-Free Granary and extending from the Compassionate Wheat, has received the power bestowed by the Book of Earth and has become one of the guardian deities of "enemies".

But it cannot reverse matters of life and death.

Therefore, it is communicating and guiding the arrival of "Cihuai" through the power of the Earth Book, itself, and the Xiangshui Residence.

Li Ye's heart skipped a beat.

What is God doing now?

He intended to immediately use his supernatural powers to communicate with the mansion and at least stop the matter from happening again, but before he could even take action, he became disoriented.

In that daze, he seemed to hear a voice—

"May their prosperity and blessings extend to a long and healthy life."

The voice was calm and gentle, filled with boundless compassion, yet it resounded in Li Ye's heart like a thunderclap.

This is the voice of compassion!
It is the most mysterious deity in the Four Seasons Sect!
With this sound, Li Ye could sense that the spiritual energy in the outside world was changing rapidly.

He immediately went outside and looked up, only to see clusters of golden clouds and a misty, sacred haze suddenly appearing in the sky.

Auspicious clouds and mist!

Everyone noticed the change, especially the descendants of the enemy, who were very excited.

Could it be that my grandfather did so many good deeds in his lifetime that gods and immortals came to see him off?
They are not the only ones who think this way.

Many people knelt down and worshipped the sky.

"May the immortal bless you!"

"May the immortals protect us!"

That's the time.

A crack appeared in the endless auspicious clouds and mist, and a hand holding an ear of wheat, covered with countless mysterious patterns, suddenly dropped.

The mere appearance of a hand caused the surrounding life to become so intense it was almost terrifying, with vegetation and animals growing wildly.

People felt as if their bodies had undergone a baptism, feeling light as a feather, and even their breathing became easier.

"May their prosperity and blessings extend to a long and healthy life."

The hand made a sound.

The voice was the same as the one Li Ye had heard before, but it was much grander, with an echo, and its compassion bordered on the eerie.

A golden dewdrop sways gently on the wheat stalk.

then.

It dripped slowly.

As it dripped, the surrounding space was distorted, flowers bloomed, and a compassionate and merciful golden light accompanied it all the way down, until finally the drop of dew fell to...

On Old Master Qiu's coffin.

"Tick."

Dewdrops splashed out, creating golden ripples, before slowly merging into the coffin.

Li Ye and Wei Qingye did try to stop it, but when that hand appeared, they were unable to move and could only watch helplessly as the dew dripped down.

Time passed slowly.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

The coffin, which was being watched by countless people, suddenly trembled slightly, and the coffin lid was pushed open from the inside.

A hand rested on the edge of the coffin.

It was a smooth, fair hand that had never suffered any hardship in life.

Immediately afterwards, the owner of the hand also used the leverage to stand up.

The moment he appeared, even Li Ye's eyes widened.

He held the Sun and Moon Ring in his hand, as if facing a formidable enemy.

(End of this chapter)