Immortals of the End Times

afterwards.

The rainstorm had just stopped, and lingering spiritual mist still hung in the air inside the gauze curtains of the dragon bed.

Zhao Wuji sat cross-legged on the bed. The golden light on his spine had a hint of purple, like the first rays of dawn on the horizon. His spirituality had increased by more than 10% compared to before.

He closed his eyes and looked inward, feeling the surging spiritual energy within his body.

Even the inner golden core became more active and stable due to the increased spirituality, causing a slight smile to appear on his lips.

"Senior brother, your spirituality..."

Li Shiyu lay on his chest, her fingertips gently tracing the purple-gold light flowing along his spine, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise.

She slightly raised herself, her crimson dragon robe half-open, revealing the purple-gold patterns that also appeared on her snow-white back, winding like a galaxy, extremely beautiful.

"The second stage of the Nine Revolutions of the Maiden's Record is indeed different. It seems that the so-called nine revolutions to improve spiritual aptitude, apart from the first and ninth revolutions which may be more intense, can also slightly improve spiritual aptitude in the other revolutions. It is a subtle process."

Zhao Wuji chuckled softly, his hand stroking Li Shiyu's sweat-dampened back, feeling the surging spiritual energy within her. "Your cultivation level..."

"I've reached the tenth level of Qi Refining! I've been stuck at this bottleneck for a long time." Li Shiyu's eyes sparkled, and her breath was sweet as she parted her red lips, clearly delighted.

"It was probably because I saw you, Senior Brother, that I was in a better mood, and you also nourished and used the Second-Rank Charming Maiden Yin Essence on me, which led to my breakthrough."

She clearly sensed that the spiritual energy within her dantian was as viscous as mercury paste, with a vast and cyclical flow of spiritual energy, and a profound and abyssal energy.

All of this is because Zhao Wuji has now reached the peak of the Concentration Realm and the cultivation level of the Inner Realm Golden Core.

During their joint cultivation, although Zhao Wuji's essence of life was not retained, it was refined within her body.

For her, it was like a tremendous tonic.

Like sweet rain nourishing a parched spiritual field, it finally helped her break through the shackles and step into the tenth level of Qi Induction.

"It seems I'll have to be more diligent from now on..."

Her eyes sparkled, and she traced a circle on Zhao Wuji's heart with her fingertips, her tone languid yet sly, "After all, Senior Brother's 'cultivation' is unfathomable."

Zhao Wuji chuckled, grabbed her wrist with his large hand, and used his other hand to perform a guiding technique.

The starlight falling from the window wrapped around the two of them like silver ribbons, helping her stabilize her newfound realm and the third stage of the Maiden's Primordial Yin.

"The more you progress through the Nine Revolutions of the Maiden, the greater the benefits."

He lowered his eyes, his gaze reflecting her purplish-gold back. "Once you reach the third stage of cultivation, perhaps your spirituality can advance even further."

Li Shiyu gave a soft hum, resting her snow-white chin on his shoulder, her breath warm: "Then, senior brother, you must... give me more guidance in my cultivation."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt a tightness around her waist, and Zhao Wuji pulled her into his arms.

"Your Majesty has given the order, and I will obey it."

Zhao Wuji chuckled softly, his fingertips brushing across the acupoints on her waist, causing her delicate body to tremble slightly. "However... after you reach the tenth level of Qi Refining, the spiritual energy at the confluence of the dragon veins in this palace will probably only be enough to stabilize your cultivation, but it will be difficult to help you continue your cultivation, and you will find it difficult to concentrate your mind in the future."

The Empress, resting her chin languidly on her hand, her crimson dragon robe partially concealing her snow-white shoulders, said, "Then I'll move to the Linglang Grotto-Heaven? And you'll be left to manage this vast Xuan Kingdom?"

A mischievous glint flashed in her phoenix eyes.

There's no need for that.

Zhao Wuji chuckled, patted his storage bag, and seven star-patterned array stones suddenly appeared in his sleeve, disappearing into the palace pillars with a wave of his hand.

The stones were laid on the ground and formed a track.

He suddenly made a hand seal and began to deploy his formation technique.

Instantly, it triggered a resonance of spiritual veins within the Pot Heaven space.

A silver waterfall cascaded down from the void, transforming into a star array on the roof of the palace.

Li Shiyu looked up and saw the majestic Ling Mountain appearing in the array diagram, and couldn't help but let out a soft "Eh".

Zhao Wuji outlined the array patterns with his fingers: "This array can draw one-tenth of the spiritual energy of the Linglang Grotto-heaven, which is enough for your daily cultivation."

As the final stroke was completed, the array diagram suddenly lit up like the moon, and spiritual rain began to fall.

"and this."

He flipped his palm and took out a jade sword fruit, its peel covered with fine sword marks. "This is a rare treasure that grew in the Sword Tomb. It can help you stabilize your realm, temper your primordial yin, and comprehend a deeper level of sword intent."

Li Shiyu took the sword fruit, lowered her eyes to examine the golden line on the pit, and suddenly smiled: "Senior brother, do you want me to eat the millions of sword energies inside this fruit?"

"Eating you will allow me to cultivate faster," Zhao Wuji said, stroking the dragon hairpin in her hair. "The sooner I complete the Nine Revolutions, the more it will help me."

Before she finished speaking, the Empress had already bitten through the fruit peel, and the sweet sword intent and spiritual juice instantly flowed over her crimson lips.

"I know."

She swallowed the fruit pulp, "just like the snow frog and Ganoderma lucidum ointment you've sent me over the past three years."

Despite the impact of the sword intent, his lips were smeared with sword juice, but he stubbornly raised his face and said, "I will digest it properly."

"Hahaha! Good!"

After a while.

The sky was clear and the sun shone brightly.

Zhao Wuji rode the wind.

Driven by his masterful Wind Control Technique, his spiritual energy resonated with the heavenly winds, leaving a trail of air waves hundreds of feet long behind him as he swiftly departed from the Xuan Kingdom's capital.

The mountains and rivers below receded like fleeting shadows, their speed so great that they carved straight vacuum channels through the clouds.

With his now masterful wind manipulation technique, his escape speed almost surpasses that of all cultivators at the Concentration stage.

Even according to the reference comparison given by Xinghe Daoren, it is already able to surpass ordinary Golden Core stage cultivators.

And this is not even the limit of his escape speed.

If combined with the sword control technique to split the sword light into sword light, the escape speed can be doubled, but the consumption will also increase greatly.

After an incense stick has burned, the outline of the Supreme Grotto-heaven came into view.

As if sensing its master's return, the protective array of the mountain automatically parted the clouds and mist, creating a gap.

Without stopping, Zhao Wuji swept past the kneeling disciples at the mountain gate and landed on the jade plaza in front of the Spirit Spring Pavilion in an instant.

"despair."

The light tapping of the toes on the ground seemed to startle the people inside the pavilion.

Nan Zhixia, dressed in a simple white gauze dress, leaned against the window. The resentment of three years of solitude intertwined with the joy of reunion at this moment, finally turning into a soft call: "So you still know how to come back."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Wuji had already reached the window like a gentle breeze.

Moonlight streamed through his shoulders, casting a silvery glow on Nan Zhixia's beautiful face.

"The Cave Master's wife seems to harbor quite a bit of resentment," Zhao Wuji chuckled. "Could it be that she's upset that her husband returned too quickly?"

"Quickly? Three years have passed since we parted. After returning, you went straight to the Xuan Kingdom's palace. Do you think I don't know about the relationship between that empress and you?"

Nan Zhixia turned her face away, but Zhao Wuji grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, laughing heartily.

"Don't be upset, Madam! I'm here to see you in the Supreme Grotto-heaven right away."

Nan Zhixia's exquisite curves, barely concealed by her simple white dress, met his chest perfectly. She blushed so deeply that her earlobes bled, and then retorted angrily, "Who is your wife? I've worked so hard to build this grotto over the years, why don't you go see her first?"

"cough!"

Zhao Wuji gave an awkward smile and quickly changed the subject. He placed his other hand on her dantian, and the moment his spiritual energy entered, he raised an eyebrow slightly: "Not yet at the mid-stage of the Spirit Condensation realm? However..."

A hint of approval flashed in his eyes: "Your spiritual energy accumulation is quite substantial. It seems... you haven't been slacking off."

"I will make amends immediately."

Nan Zhixia quickly retreated several steps, her slender fingers tightening around her collar as she pressed it against the screen, glaring at him and saying, "Come on! You clearly want to try the 'Sunflower Spirit-Knocking Technique' again."

Although she was angry, her body did not truly distance itself from him.

Suddenly, the world spun around!

With a tightening around her waist, she was pulled into the brocade quilt.

Zhao Wuji leaned down, his hot breath brushing against her ear:

"It's been three years since we last met."

"Indeed, it's time to thoroughly check Madam's homework."

Nan Zhixia's exclamation was choked in her throat, and the bright moon outside the window shyly hid behind the clouds.

Meanwhile, within the Azure Nether Cave Heaven, the banners of the Blood Array fluttered.

Huang Shang's withered fingers stroked the Zhenhai Stele, the inscription "Yu" on the stele emitting a pale golden halo.

His wrinkled skin filled out at a visible speed, and his gray hair even revealed a few strands of ink.

"My lord, this is the fourth test subject presented by the small family below the cave, and it has finally been a success."

The ancient Taoist priest held the jade book and reported in a low voice. His skull-like face looked even more ferocious under the reflection of the blood array. "According to the inscription, the soul of a female cultivator born in a yin year and yin month is needed as a guide to fully activate the artifact spirit."

Huang Shang stared at the pale face of the woman opposite him, and suddenly flicked his finger to release a wisp of spiritual fire.

The body instantly turned to ashes, with only a jade hairpin falling to the ground with a clinking sound.

"The eldest daughter of the Chen family of Huai River?" He picked up the jade hairpin, his Taoist robe fluttering without wind. "A gift of an ancient spirit stone to the Chen family is enough to make amends."

"Yes! Madam Chen will be grateful for your generosity."

General Gu Xiu knelt on one knee to receive the urn of ashes and was about to step down.

At this moment, the ancient Taoist priest arrived, bowed, and stood at the edge of the blood array to report: "My lord, there is news about the Tiannan Ancestor that needs to be reported."

The Old Ancestor of Tiannan has recently been appearing in Yizhou of the East Sea and Yizhou of the Huaihai, and has successively taken away the spiritual veins of Haishan Cave and Qixia Sect.

It's said that even the Golden Core Sect Master of Penglai Sword Pavilion and the Sea Immortal True Man of Sea Immortal Mountain were alarmed, but ultimately nothing came of it.

"Tiannan Patriarch"

Huang Shangpan sneered upon hearing this: "The sect leader of Penglai Sword Pavilion and the old man Hai Xian of Hai Xian Mountain are both at the early stage of Golden Core cultivation, yet they cannot defeat this person?" He pondered for a moment and slowly said: "It seems that this Tiannan Ancestor is indeed quite capable. His current strength is probably stable at around the middle stage of Golden Core, and he is holding some kind of spatial magic treasure. Could it be the legendary Qiankun Bag?"

Otherwise, how could he take away the spiritual vein? With the spiritual vein on his person, he would be fearless in the Dharma-ending Age.

The ancient Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, then said, "My lord, we previously speculated that Zhao Wuji, the master of Linlang Cave Heaven, was the Tiannan Ancestor. Is it still certain that he is? It is said that Zhao Wuji has gone to the Wang family and become a guest elder of the Wang family."

According to our scouts, he has been repairing the formation at the Wang family's residence for the past few years.

Huang Shang snorted coldly, a hint of gloom flashing in his eyes: "Zhao Wuji, though he doesn't seem to be the Old Ancestor of Tiannan, is not simple either."

He calls himself the Star River Daoist, a reincarnation who has possessed another's body, and now he's infiltrated the Wang family; he must have some ulterior motive.

He thought to himself, "The Wang family has a deep foundation and possesses ancient secret techniques. If Daoist Xinghe can truly obtain them, they will surely become a great threat in the future."

However, now is not the time to get entangled with him.

He changed the subject, a cold smile appearing on his withered face: "No need to worry about these things anymore. Now I can use the power of the Sea-Suppressing Stele to resist the erosion of the end times and temporarily leave the cave. I can set off to find the Nine Cauldrons of Yu the Great."

A hint of awe flashed in the ancient Taoist's eyes as he flattered, "My lord, if you can truly find the Nine Cauldrons, you will surely be able to escape the divine punishment..."

"Heaven's punishment! It's just that this damned old man is blind!"

Huang Shang looked up at the sky and smiled coldly: "There are many opportunities in this world. If I find the Nine Cauldrons of Yu the Great, I can prolong my life, and even solve the problem of spiritual energy depletion, and figure out the truth of this world!"

His gaze swept over the blood array within the cave, and he thought to himself with resentment, "It's a pity that Yan Lan, that brat, is unwilling to come along. Otherwise, with her compatibility with my soul, she would definitely be able to help me refine the Zhenhai Stele faster."

He said coldly, "Continue searching for a woman who meets the criteria. Be sure to find another one within three months!"

The ancient Taoist priest bowed immediately: "Yes, I will take care of it right away!"

Huang Shang said no more, closed his eyes and concentrated, and the mist inside the Zhenhai Stele slowly flowed and seeped into his decaying body.

He stroked the ancient scripture in his bosom, chuckling to himself, "Once I find the Nine Cauldrons, even the heavens will have to show me mercy!"

Inside the sleeping quarters of the Supreme Grotto Heaven.

After a period of trials and tribulations, Nan Zhixia's spiritual energy flowed freely, and the pale gold lines between her brows became increasingly clear, indicating that she had reached the final stage of the initial stage of the Concentration Realm, and was only one step away from the middle stage.

"It seems your bottleneck is quite stubborn. I helped you push through it all night last night, but you still couldn't break through. But don't worry!"

Zhao Wuji flipped his hand over.

A crystal-clear sword fruit appeared in his palm, its sword intent restrained yet still exuding a sharp edge.

"This is the Sword Tomb Sword Fruit, and this is the last one left. You should take it."

He handed it over, his tone indifferent, "With your current level, refining this fruit will allow you to break through to the mid-stage of the Spirit Condensation realm without any obstacles, and your swordsmanship will also advance further."

"Sword Fruit!"

Nan Zhixia accepted the sword fruit, her fingertips trembling slightly, a hint of relief appearing in her eyes.

The fact that Zhao Wuji gave her the last sword fruit shows how much he cared for her.

She immediately looked up, a worried expression on her face. "Even after my breakthrough, I can't help you much in this supreme grotto-heaven. Are you truly alright in the Wang family?"

Zhao Wuji smiled calmly and flicked his sleeve: "No need to worry, everything is under control."

"You only need to stay in the Supreme Grotto-Heaven, forming a defensive alliance with the Xuan Kingdom and the Linlang Grotto-Heaven, and patiently await the change of spiritual energy revival; that will be helping me."

Nan Zhixia pursed her lips and ultimately said nothing more, only nodding slightly.

After a brief silence, Zhao Wuji stood up, gently stroked the jade hairpin in her hair, and said in a low voice, "The path of cultivation is long. We may not meet again for many years."

Don't complain this time. If you really can't sit still, come find me at the Wang family's house!

"understood!"

Nan Zhixia nodded, then looked up to meet Zhao Wuji's deep gaze, and said softly, "I'll wait for you here."

"it is good!"

Zhao Wuji smiled, said no more, and turned to leave Lingquan Pavilion.

With a flick of his sleeve, a gentle breeze arose, and his figure, like a dark shooting star, vanished in an instant at the edge of the sea of ​​clouds.

Cultivating immortality knows no time; when we meet again, it may be in a completely different world.

After leaving the Supreme Grotto, Zhao Wuji did not return to the Linglang Grotto.

Instead, they went straight to a secluded valley.

With a flick of his sleeve, the array materials previously dismantled from the sea cliffs near the Seven Clouds Gate poured down like a galaxy, outlining intricate array patterns on the rock face.

With the seventy-two source crystals and two ancient spirit stones, half-used, embedded in, the process was completed.

"rise!"

Zhao Wuji's fingers flashed with spiritual light, and the teleportation array suddenly lit up.

As the array patterns flowed, the void twisted like waves, and Zhao Wuji's figure stepped in and vanished in an instant.

Inside the Sword Rain Tower of Wangjiaminglong Mountain in Beiyun Dizhou.

As Zhao Wuji stepped out of the teleportation array set up in the building, the ancient spirit stones within the array instantly shattered and collapsed.

He suddenly made a hand seal to activate the communication jade talisman and sent a message to Yan Lan.

"Uncle-Master, I have already set off for the Wang family. You can also set off now."

Inside the sleeping quarters of Crimson Flame Peak, Yan Lan was stroking the hairpin in her hair in front of the mirror.

Upon hearing this, her fingertips trembled, and her phoenix eyes in the mirror instantly turned fierce. She snorted and transmitted her voice: "My good junior nephew went out to spend two days with your empress and the Supreme Cave Master. Have you already forgotten your senior uncle so quickly? You actually set off for the Wang family on your own."

"I see you, junior disciple, have absolutely no intention of taking your senior uncle to the Wang family, do you?"

A low laugh came from the other end of the jade talisman: "Uncle-Master is joking. When you arrive, I will have already had Wang Zheng arrange everything properly, so that you can stay in the Yunlong Mountain villa, and I will also have this person apologize to you on your behalf."

"Oh?"

Yan Lan tossed the spirit hairpin into the dressing case with a clinking sound, her red lips curving slightly. "You certainly know how to order people around. The distance from Linlang Cave Heaven to Beiyun Dizhou is tens of thousands of miles. Without your acupuncture to stabilize the situation, if my master's golden core shatters along the way, will you be responsible?"

"It won't break."

Zhao Wuji smiled slightly and said calmly, "Although my master's golden core is small, it is as stable as a rock. It will not collapse in a short time. When my master arrives, I will personally perform acupuncture to stabilize it!"

"snort!"

Yan Lan cursed inwardly, "Your Golden Core is small, but you brat, you were quite pleased with your stunned expression when you peeked at your master's chest last time."

She gave a soft hum, her voice suddenly becoming gentle and alluring: "Very well, Senior Master, we shall set off now. However..."

"If your acupuncture skills are not as good as they were at Crimson Flame Peak, then..."

"Uncle-Master, please don't worry!"

As the telepathic transmission ended, Zhao Wuji's smile faded slightly. He couldn't help but chuckle as he thought of Yan Lan's inevitable complaints while traveling.

This senior brother may be sharp-tongued, but he is actually very discerning.

He quickly dismantled the teleportation array and put away the spiritual materials.

The teleportation array of the mind involves the identity of a martial arts cultivator, so it is ultimately inconvenient to let my senior uncle know about it.

After all, the secret move made in Nan Chuzhou and the identity of the one who killed Luo Zhan are still unknown even to the Qilin Sword Sect. They will need to use that martial arts cultivator identity to do bad things in the future.

"Let's make things difficult for our senior master."

He shook his head and chuckled, then began to perform the Dream Marriage Technique incantation.

His divine sense, like a surging tide, constructed a dreamscape that reached Wang Zheng's Purple Mansion, where he issued orders to prepare everything properly for Yan Lan.

"Arrange it in the villa on Yunlong Mountain. My senior master likes to make a grand display. Tell them to set up a Crimson Flame Stone Bed in the villa."

"Yes!" Wang Zheng accepted the order.

After exiting the dream, Zhao Wuji suddenly felt a sudden realization dawning on his mind.

Within his sleeve, the space of the Pot Heaven trembled violently in his sea of ​​consciousness, with gray mist at its edges surging like a tide, its range expanding and growing once again.

"Is the Pot Heaven Technique about to reach perfection?"

Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered slightly, and with a wave of his sleeve, the Pot Heaven Space instantly appeared in his palm.

In an instant, my sense of spatial control increased dramatically.

The texture of every rock in the spiritual mountain within the Pot Heaven, the trembling of the wine fungus fuzz, and even the flow of spiritual energy within Xiao Yue's body after her breakthrough, are all as clear as the lines on the palm of one's hand.

Within the heavenly realm, the clouds and mist condensed and solidified!
The clouds, which were originally ethereal and illusory, now seemed to float and drift as if they were real.

The previously released rosy dawn energy and the guiding star power all intertwined and converged at the top of the pot-shaped dome, gradually transforming into tiny starlight rudiments, like the first appearance of a galaxy.

With a flick of his finger, Zhao Wuji sent a leaden cloud coiling around him as if it were alive, with purple lightning crackling within it.

"The universe within the pot becomes reality."

He stared at the electric snake moving in his palm, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, and suddenly flipped his palm and pushed it out.
"Boom!!"

Thunderclouds crashed to the ground, exploding with a deafening roar.

The bluestone ground in front of the Sword Rain Tower instantly cracked, and amidst the rising dust, a charred crater several meters deep was revealed!
In an instant, the trajectory of the flow of spiritual energy in heaven and earth appeared in his mind in every detail.

Zhao Wuji was startled, and suddenly realized something.
"So this is the true meaning of 'time flows endlessly in a pot'!"

His eyes gleamed with a sharp light, as if he could glimpse the future: once the light of the sun, moon, and stars stabilized, and the art of the Pot Heaven reached its pinnacle, different regions of time flow might evolve within this small world.

What surprised him even more was...
This newfound understanding gave him a deeper comprehension of the spatial laws of the inner realm within his body, as well as the "Inner Realm Refining Spirit Technique" and the "Blood Fiend True Form Diagram".

"Buzz!"

The third Yang Pearl trembled slightly, and the tadpole-like characters that had remained undeciphered after being touched by the "Blood Fiend True Form Diagram" finally deciphered in the mortal world.

Zhao Wuji's expression shifted, and he looked surprised when he saw the magic displayed on the Yang Pearl.

"So it is this technique."

(End of this chapter)