Immortals of the End Times

Zhao Wuji stared intently at Yingyun Xianzhi, who was imprisoned by the sword net, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

"These mycelia share the same origin as wine yeast, but are even more aggressive."

He brought his two fingers together, suddenly made a hand seal, and simultaneously performed medical techniques and needle manipulation.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The Dao family's secret golden needle flew out, combining with medical techniques to form a blue-gold light, piercing into the interior of the immortal fungus like a needle, and nailing onto the mycelial node.

The cloud-like patterns on the surface of the Ganoderma lucidum suddenly twisted, and the internal mycelial network trembled violently as if struck by lightning.

"come out!"

Zhao Wuji let out a low shout, and the spiritual power of his medical arts surged forth like a tidal wave.

"Chucky!"

Countless fine mycelia were forced out from the bottom of the fairy mushroom, weaving into a strange fungal net in mid-air.

It even emitted a faint "squeak," like the mournful cry of a living creature.

"Interpreting Dreams Through the Duke of Zhou, Seeking Clues with the Immortal's Rope!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes shone brightly with golden light, and the Dream Marriage Technique transformed into countless golden threads, wrapping around the mycelium.

In an instant, a hazy dream appeared before his eyes.
The vast ocean, with its turbulent waves.

A dark, isolated island, shaped like a broken sword, floats in the mist, its surface covered with vertical cracks, as if it had been cleaved by a giant sword.

Even more bizarrely, the entire island's surface is covered with honeycomb-like holes, each filled with piles of withered bones.

The skeleton was wrapped in translucent mycelium, which twisted and turned eerily like a marionette.

As the sea breeze swept through, whispers emanated from the holes.

Occasionally, seabirds would stray in, instantly becoming dizzy and falling as if drunk, only to be entangled by mycelium and transformed into new puppets, their empty eye sockets shimmering with pale golden mycelial light.

The deathly stillness and vitality of the entire isolated island reached a strange balance through the wriggling of the mycelium.

"This is."

Zhao Wuji's heart skipped a beat, but the dream suddenly shattered.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his expression filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"The East China Sea? Or the Huaihai Sea? Did that wine fungus that escaped back then actually flee to the sea and take control of some island?"

Zhao Wuji looked thoughtfully at the restless wine fungus on the Yinquan stone platform beside him.

"Since we share the same origin, I will grant your wish."

With a flick of his sword, the forced mycelium fell like rain.

"Coo-choo!"

The yeast emits a joyful chirping sound, and the hyphae, like tentacles, wrap around all the falling hyphae and drag them into the yeast cell.

In an instant, the surface of the wine yeast glowed with an amber light and its size increased.

Even more astonishingly, its rate of secreting the elixir increased significantly.

The originally dry stone platform depression quickly accumulated a layer of golden wine, the aroma of which was so rich and intoxicating that it made the little girl exclaim in surprise.

"One or two a day."

Zhao Wuji's eyes lit up with joy, but he quickly calmed down.

"That sea fungus demon has probably grown quite powerful. In recent years, without any spiritual energy, it has grown by devouring all living things through its mycelium?"

His mind raced, and he made a decision immediately.

"Temporarily lock onto the East China Sea!"

"Once I break through to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, I'll stop by the East Sea on my way back!"

"At the very least, if we can harvest some mycelium and strengthen the wine yeast, we can also increase our winemaking capacity."

Thinking of this, he waved his sleeve, driving the restless wine fungus back to the stone platform.

"Little girl, take good care of her."

"Yes, sir!" the little girl replied quickly.

Zhao Wuji turned his gaze to Bai Chengshang beside him and said in a deep voice, "You shall set off immediately to the East Sea to meet with Bai Gu and search this place for me."

Before he finished speaking, he pointed his fingers like a sword and pointed it in mid-air!
"Shh-"

A jade slip flew out and hovered in mid-air.

Zhao Wuji's divine sense surged, recording the entire scene of the isolated island he had glimpsed in his dream.

"then!"

The jade was simplified into a stream of light and fell into Bai Chengshang's hands.

"Your subordinate obeys!" Bai Chengshang clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, then turned to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly spoke up and took out a brocade pouch from his storage bag.

"Take these Source Crystals and Qi Gathering Pills with you."

Bai Chengshang was taken aback, then quickly accepted it with both hands.

He is currently short of money and is traveling a long way in this degenerate age. Without the replenishment of spiritual energy, his cultivation level may even regress.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Zhao Wuji nodded slightly, watching Bai Chengshang leave the Pot Heaven space.

After his figure disappeared, he sighed softly and looked at the remaining hundred or so source crystals in his storage bag.

"This meager fortune won't last long."

He doesn't have much wealth left either.

The spiritual veins of the two great grotto-heavens produce a stable output of more than 300 source crystals per month—200 for the Linglang Grotto-heavens and 100 for the Wushang Grotto-heavens.

"If we allow mining to proceed at full capacity, the output could double."

His gaze sharpened slightly, then he shook his head slightly.

Doing so would be tantamount to killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

The current mining volume is sufficient to maintain the concentration of spiritual energy in the cave without causing a sharp drop, and it will not disturb the spirit-eating insects sleeping deep within the spiritual veins.

“At this rate”

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly as he thought about the state of the spiritual veins of the two great grotto-heavens.

"At most, it can last another hundred years before the spiritual veins dry up and turn into piles of waste rocks."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his palms unconsciously clenched.

"We must take control of that level-three spiritual vein of the Seven Clouds Sect as soon as possible!"

"We must also prevent those spendthrift sons from draining the pond to catch all the fish and ruining the foundation of the spiritual veins!"

In the blink of an eye, he swiftly made hand seals to cast the Dream Marriage Technique.

"Bai Gu, continue the search in the East China Sea, and cooperate with Bai Chengshang to explore that isolated island."

After delivering the message through the dream, he took out the cave master's token.

"Crack!"

A source crystal was embedded in the token's groove, and it immediately lit up with a faint blue light.

"Ji Mobai, dispatch the exploration team from Huaihai and increase the manpower for searching the isolated island."

After delivering the message, Zhao Wuji nodded in satisfaction.

"Having power is convenient; otherwise, if I had to do all these trivial matters myself, I don't know how much cultivation time I would have wasted."

Zhao Wuji felt completely relaxed after arranging all the matters.

Just then, the young apprentice Xiaoyue ran into the pavilion, clutching the hem of her clothes in a panic: "Master, all the spiritual herbs beside the Yin Sha Spring have withered..."

"No problem!" Zhao Wuji smiled with satisfaction, as if it were expected. "Good withering."

He scanned the Yin Sha Spring with his divine sense and discovered that the essence of Yin energy had already condensed inside the stone cave.

If it can be cultivated further, it may indeed condense into a rare "yin marrow".

Xiao Yue breathed a sigh of relief, then remembered Bai Chengshang who had left earlier, and whispered, "My lord, that person just now didn't seem like a good person..."

Zhao Wuji laughed and said, "He is indeed not a good person, but I have 'reformed' him."

Xiaoyue stuck out her tongue: "Adults are so much better!"

She was still puzzled: "But why did the elixir wither?"

Zhao Wuji nodded and said, "I set up an array next to the Yin Spring. Their life force has been swallowed by the spring, which means that the spring is undergoing a transformation."

Xiaoyue nodded as if she understood, but quickly became excited again: "Does that mean our Yin Sha Spring will become more and more powerful?"

Zhao Wuji smiled slightly: "That's exactly right."

He gazed into the depths of the spring, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

If Yin marrow can truly be condensed, then the Yin Pearl will not lack Yin marrow in the future.

"Go and cultivate the spirit rice well."

After waving his hand to send Xiao Yue away, Zhao Wuji gazed at the purified Yingyun Immortal Mushroom.

The mushroom is as white as jade, with pure spiritual mist swirling around its cloud-like patterns.

He turned and entered the pavilion, holding the immortal mushroom in his palms, and then used the ingestion technique to refine it directly.

"change!"

With a soft shout, the immortal mushroom suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, transforming into thousands of condensed clouds that entered the body through the seven orifices.

In an instant, the spiritual energy within his body boiled.

The illusory core in the Purple Mansion trembled violently, and the originally loose and impure spiritual energy rapidly solidified under the tempering of the immortal mushroom essence.

A burst of purple light erupted from the spine, reflecting the silver mist in the sea of ​​consciousness and outlining a mysterious celestial map within the body.

"Congeal!"

With a shout from Zhao Wuji, the illusory core suddenly contracted, and three cloud patterns appeared on its surface.

The surging spiritual energy washed over his limbs and bones like a tide, even producing a series of tidal sounds in his meridians.

At the same time, the silver mist in his sea of ​​consciousness surged violently, and his spiritual power rose steadily, breaking through the shackles in the blink of an eye.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the two cores of divine thought hung in the air like the sun and moon, trembling violently amidst the boiling sea of ​​consciousness.

"Crack!"

The sound of ice crystals condensing echoed from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The core of divine consciousness on the left suddenly collapsed, transforming into a three-inch ice sword. The sword was as transparent as glass, and the intent of the Xuanbing sword flowed through its blade.

The core on the right side burst forth with blood-red light, condensing into a blood sword with a hint of turbid yellow, within which the Heavenly Tribulation was brewing.

"breakthrough!"

Zhao Wuji's robes moved without any wind.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the halberd shadow formed from Xiang Yu's martial arts essence floated and sank.

A third divine core slowly condensed between the two sword-shaped divine cores!
"Three-core divine sense? My martial will has actually merged with my divine sense, incorporating Xiang Yu's true martial intent, and condensing into a core of divine thought?"

Zhao Wuji was startled and looked inward at the scene in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The newly formed halberd-shaped core, though somewhat ethereal, exuded a fierce and domineering aura, dyeing the surrounding silver mist golden purple.

The scope of his consciousness expanded wildly at this moment.

The distance of forty li, fifty li, and finally settled at sixty li, sweeping out of the Pot Heaven space and enveloping the distant Thousand Machine Market.

Within the silver mist of consciousness, three core divine senses floated in a triangular formation: the ice sword was cold and aloof, the blood sword was violent and ferocious, and the battle halberd was domineering and fierce.

They are drawn together by each other's energy, yet their paths remain distinct.

"break!"

As the large cloud-like energy in his dantian was gradually refined, the spiritual energy within the Pot Heaven Space surged in like a tide, enveloping Zhao Wuji like rising clouds and mist.

Such a wondrous sight astonished both the two girls and Xiong Ba, who felt as if all the spiritual energy in the valley was concentrating on the adults.

All the spiritual plants within the Pot Heaven space bowed their heads simultaneously, as if paying homage to a king.

Two days later.

When Zhao Wuji opened his eyes again, his divine sense swept across the area, revealing strange patterns of ice crystals and blood-red energy intertwined in the air.

This is a sign of "spiritual manifestation" in the middle stage of concentration.

"Cultivation Level: Mid-stage Condensation Realm (2412/6000)"

The message revealed by the Yin-Yang Pearl made him smile slightly.

While ordinary cultivators need years to consolidate their progress after a breakthrough, he used the residual energy of the immortal herb to advance directly to one-third of the mid-stage of the Concentration Realm.

At this moment, the three core divine senses formed their own cycle in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the power of divine senses seemed to circulate like a galaxy, with the vast divine senses able to spread for sixty miles.

This is a powerful divine sense comparable to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. "That's right. I either don't break through, or when I do, I go all out."

Zhao Wuji sat inside the pavilion and drew a barrier between the walls of the pavilion.

The three core divine consciousnesses fell like a galaxy.

The Cold Soul Sword flew out, splitting into 243 sword lights.

Each strike is imbued with the true essence of ice, blood, and halberd, piercing the river's waters and creating a flow interruption, carving out a ravine ten feet deep into the riverbed.

Frost, bloodlust, and domineering halberd energy intertwined at the edge of the ravine, forming a bizarre domain resembling a three-colored poisonous miasma.

With just a small test, Zhao Wuji knew that his combat power after his breakthrough was now completely different from before.

He retrieved his Frost Soul Flying Sword, sensed the slightly weakened spiritual energy concentration within the Pot Heaven Space, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

Having only broken through to the mid-stage of the Concentration Realm, he absorbed slightly more spiritual energy from the Pot Heaven Space, which caused the overall spiritual energy level to decrease.

Although it will recover soon.

However, if this continues, the incomplete spiritual veins within this Heavenly Pot space will not be able to support his cultivation.

"Resources!"

Zhao Wuji shook his head, picked up the communication jade talisman beside him, and sent the news of his breakthrough to Hua Qingshuang.

The jade talisman quickly glowed faintly, and Hua Qingshuang's clear, cold voice came through:
I've been waiting for your news.

Her tone carried a rare hint of relief: "Now that you've broken through, I'm relieved."

He paused, then added, "The time has come for the mistress to grant my permission; I should return now."

His voice trailed off, tinged with a hint of reluctance: "When the time is right, you can come to the Wang family as a guest elder. The level four spiritual vein here is enough to support your continued breakthroughs."

"A level four spiritual vein?"

Zhao Wuji's lips curled slightly, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes: "The Wang family has more than just one level-four spiritual vein."

The image of the mysterious head of Xiang Yu flashed through his mind.

If one masters the art of head regeneration, one can infiltrate the royal family and use magic to summon Xiang Yu's head.
"At that time, I'm afraid the entire Wang family will have to kneel down and call me their ancestor?"

He chuckled to himself, then straightened up.

Having multiple paths is always a good thing.

With the peak master protecting the Wang family, plus those enviable resources, it is indeed a good way out.

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"This escape route still has hidden dangers."

Zhao Wuji's gaze darkened slightly.

Moreover, if Linlang Cave Heaven and Xuan Kingdom are to be completely freed from the control of the Wang family, it is ultimately impossible to bypass the behemoth that is the Wang family.

"Take care, Peak Master."

He sent a brief farewell message and did not personally see him off.

With so many informants from various factions around the world, making any hasty contact could only bring trouble to the Peak Master.

After putting away the jade talisman, Zhao Wuji stood up.

"Now that the Peak Master has returned, it's time for me to set off as well."

Zhao Wuji stood up, and with a flick of his sleeve, a sea chart shimmering with spiritual light unfolded before him.

With a light tap of his fingertip, he traced a winding route along the border of the Xuanming Dynasty, passing over a certain place in the East China Sea, and finally stopping at the Linlang Cave.

"We can return to the grotto after traveling four thousand miles."

A glint of light flashed in his eyes.

This route allows one to appreciate the secular scenery of the Xuanming Dynasty and also explore the isolated island in the East China Sea along the way.

"Shh!"

He put away the sea chart, and in a flash, he was already standing outside the Pot Heaven space.

"receive!"

As the sleeves rolled up, the entire space of the potted heaven transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the sleeves.

"hidden!"

With his sword fingers forming a hand seal, his aura suddenly subsided, and his figure gradually became transparent like ripples on water.

"Whoosh-"

He swept across the river like a gentle breeze and vanished into the horizon in an instant.

As they passed over some villages on the border of the Xuanming Dynasty.

I discovered that almost every village offers a view of golden waves of wheat rippling below, with farmers busily working in the fields.

Along the way, some small towns were bustling with markets, and the shouts of vendors rose and fell.

Relief tents were even set up along the official road to distribute hot porridge to passing refugees.

When the Xuanjia Guards occasionally passed by on patrol, the people not only did not avoid them, but instead bowed respectfully.

This situation was completely different from the chaotic scene of chickens and dogs when Xuan Kingdom officials went to the countryside.

"No wonder the Wang family has been able to maintain two level-four spiritual veins for so long in this world of declining Dharma."

He sighed to himself.

The Xuanming Dynasty levied taxes clearly and in a measured manner, resulting in full granaries across the country. Even minor border officials dared not embezzle relief grain.

This method of governing the world is far superior to that of the Zhang family of Xuan Kingdom.

Even the new policies that Li Shiyu has been pushing hard recently are far inferior.

Although he knew that the Wang family was secretly plundering the dragon veins and exploiting rogue cultivators, their apparent "rest and recuperation for the people" was indeed what made the dynasty's fortune last.

He couldn't help but think of the eager, wandering monks outside the market.

The Wang family, like the Xuanming Dynasty, clearly distinguishes between "decency" and "eating manners."

"Amazing! None of these powerful cultivation families are simple."

Zhao Wuji sighed inwardly, feeling the pressure, which dampened his initial joy at breaking through.

To break free from the control of such a family, or even to obtain resources from them and seize the martial arts immortal inheritance of Xiang Yu, is a task that becomes increasingly difficult with each step.

He continued to fly and gallop, absorbing spiritual energy from within the pot to replenish it when his spiritual energy was depleted.

It is easier when traveling at night.

It can guide the power of stars to convert into spiritual power, which is enough to replenish the consumption of the Wind Control Technique.

After flying for seven or eight days, they finally entered the territory of Yizhou in the East Sea.

However, to reach the East China Sea, it would take another thousand miles to fly.

Zhao Wuji was preparing to find a seaside town to rest in.

Suddenly, he felt the communication jade talisman in his storage bag vibrate, and Bai Chengshang's spiritual fluctuations came through.

"My lord, your subordinates have been searching the East China Sea for many days, but have not found that isolated island."

However, it is said that the Penglai Sword Tomb has appeared in a misty sea, near many strange islands. Many cultivators have already gone there to search for the treasure.

"The Sword Tomb of Penglai?"

Zhao Wuji raised an eyebrow; he had indeed heard of the Sword Tomb.

Just then, the hoarse voice of the Lord of the White Bone Cave suddenly broke through the communication: "My lord! I just received a message from the Sea Clam Tower that Yan Lan may be trapped near Sword Tomb Bay!"

It is said that the Sea Mountain Grotto Heaven, in conjunction with the Black Fiend Grotto Heaven, laid a trap to deal with a ruthless female cultivator, who is very likely her.

Immediately afterwards, the Bone Cave Master quickly relayed the location of Sword Tomb Bay.

"what?"

Zhao Wuji stopped abruptly, and a ripple of cloud formation erupted beneath his feet.

His eyes flashed, and he immediately patted his storage bag, took out a communication jade talisman, and tried to contact Yan Lan.

He had originally planned to try to contact Yan Lan after arriving in Yizhou, Donghai.

I just didn't expect to get in touch so soon.

At this moment, the jade talisman was activated, and after only a short while, it actually lit up with a faint light and gave a discontinuous response.

"Wuji, why are you here now?"

Yan Lan's voice was filled with surprise, and even faintly sounded like the roar of waves, mixed with a few sharp shouts.

"Uncle Yan? You're at Sword Tomb Bay?" Zhao Wuji's heart tightened.

As soon as he finished speaking, the jade talisman dimmed.

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly, and immediately made a hand seal to order Wei Ding and Bai Chengshang: "You two, conceal your identities and go to Sword Tomb Bay to meet me. I will be there soon."

His eyes flashed with a cold light, and he made a hand seal with his sword fingers, causing his body to suddenly explode with sword energy.

"Sword light differentiates!"

"Shh!"

The Frost Soul Flying Sword transformed into eighty-one sword lights, blooming like ice lotuses, instantly enveloping his figure and turning into a dazzling stream of light. His escape speed more than doubled, tearing through the sky and disappearing!

Meanwhile, outside the Broken Star Reef in the East China Sea.

Dark clouds loom overhead, and raging waves surge to the heavens!

Seven spirit ships stretched across the sea like ferocious beasts, their hulls covered with black runes, forming the "Seven Stars Trapping Dragon Formation," sealing off the entire sea area completely!

At the bow of the ship, two Nascent Soul cultivators stood with their hands behind their backs, their imposing aura as deep as an abyss!
On the left, a man in a blue robe fluttered in the wind, his body steaming with water vapor, and behind him, a stele vaguely resembled the phantom of a majestic sea mountain.

It was none other than Lan Canghai, the master of Haishan Grotto-Heaven!

On the right, a man was shrouded in black evil energy, which condensed into nine ferocious skull hammers that roared and circled around him. He was none other than Yin Jiuyou, the master of the Black Evil Cave!
"Yan Lan! You can't escape! Hand over the Sea-Suppressing Stele of my grotto!"

Lan Canghai gave a cold shout and waved his sleeve.

The law tablet crashed down, and a hundred-foot-high wave suddenly surged up on the sea, rushing towards the isolated island in the center of the formation like an angry dragon!

On the isolated island, a crimson flame exploded like the blazing sun, charging left and right amidst the overwhelming onslaught!
"boom!"

The blazing sun wheel spun rapidly, unleashing a torrent of fiery waves that instantly vaporized the oncoming giant waves into white mist.

Yan Lan held the Nine Revolutions Primordial Spear, with nine crimson fire patterns wrapped around its body.

The tip of the spear flashed like a star, suddenly piercing the array barrier of a warship.

"Crack!"

The formation shattered instantly, and spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly!
However, Yan Lan's face was pale, blood was spilling from the corner of her mouth, her spear technique was showing signs of weakness, the firelight around her was dimming, and the speed at which the Flaming Sun Wheel was spinning had also slowed down.

"Hahaha! Yan Lan, no matter how powerful your magic weapon is, it can't outlast the spirit source array of our seven warships! We'll wear you down!"

Yin Jiuyou grinned maliciously, and nine skull hammers suddenly flew out, spewing black evil fire, blocking Yan Lan's retreat like nine black dragons!
Yan Lan gritted her teeth and swung her spear, the nine-turn fire pattern on the spear suddenly lighting up.

With a single sweep of the spear, a blazing wave of fire roared like an angry dragon, cleaving the Black Fiend Poison Fire in two!

However, in the next instant, she swayed violently, the tip of her spear touching the ground, barely managing to steady herself.

My spiritual energy is nearly exhausted!

"Oh no." Her heart sank.

Not far away, General Gu Xiu, who was secretly observing, had a slightly cold look in his eyes.

He did not intend to take action unless the situation became extremely critical, lest Yan Lan lose control again and insist on breaking into the Sword Tomb.

But at this moment.

"boom!!!"

A towering wave suddenly exploded on the distant sea!

Two figures appeared simultaneously. The sinister ghost claws of the White Bone Cave Master and Bai Chengshang's Netherworld Flying Sword erupted at the same time, instantly disrupting the battlefield.

The formation of the seven black iron warships faltered, and the Black Fiend and the cultivators from the Sea Mountain Cave Heaven turned around in shock and anger.

"who!?"

The commotion was quickly brought under control by Lan Canghai, the master of Haishan Cave. He then reversed the formation, creating a hundred-foot-high wave that formed a water curtain barrier to block the two figures that had appeared.

At that very moment, a rumbling thunder came from afar, like a huge stone roller rolling over, a sound that shook the soul.

The moment the two cultivators looked up, it was as if a blue lightning bolt had streaked past.

Sword Qi Thunder Sound!

Accompanied by a flash of blue-green light like a startled snake, a deafening thunderclap resounded overhead.

The icy blue sword light, like a meteor falling into the sea, carrying overwhelming killing intent, slammed fiercely into the Dragon-Trapping Formation.

"boom--!!!"

The seven black iron warships trembled violently, and the runes on their hulls shattered one after another. The Black Fiend and the cultivators from the Sea Mountain Cave Heaven turned around in shock and anger.

"And who is this person?!"

The Black Fiend Cave Master roared in shock and rage.
(End of this chapter)