Immortality and Cultivation: Starting with Harvesting the Talents of Demonic Beasts

Chapter 135 Reunion with Zhaoli
A vast mountain range appeared before us, resembling a sleeping dragon from afar. Clouds and mist swirled around its waist, and nine unique peaks pierced the sky.

The summit is covered in snow all year round, while the mountainside is like spring all year round, bathed in the glow of the sunset and filled with a purple aura.

This is called [Purple Pole Mountain]!
The powerful Ziji Sect, which dominates this region, is located here.

If the magnificent scenery Lin Changheng saw along the way was merely ordinary scenery to be admired, then this place and this mountain was a celestial landscape that inspired longing in people's hearts!
It was even worse than he had anticipated.

The usually obedient and docile Azure Dragon Horse dared not move any further, so Lin Changheng had to dismount and lead it along before the horse's hooves finally moved.

The man and his horse continued along the road and soon came to an inn, a place to store horses and carriages, and also a place to rest and stay temporarily.

He belongs to the Ziji Sect.

The person who received us was also quite nice; there was none of the overbearing and arrogant behavior often depicted in historical novels, where even the servants of powerful sects would look down on us.

Lin Changheng simply explained his purpose and received a jade token in return, which he would use as proof of his horse-changing ability.

The map also includes a map of the mountain gate, which can be used to climb the mountain. However, the guide warns against wandering around recklessly, as it could pose a safety risk.

Lin Changheng immediately thanked him.

After looking at the map, we realized we weren't far from the mountain gate, so we checked into an inn.

With two days to go before Mo Zhaoli's Foundation Establishment celebration, Lin Changheng, being an outsider, cannot stay in the sect for long. It would be better for him to stay outside for a couple of days and arrive at the appointed time.

This is a small-scale celebration, involving Mo Zhaoli's sect members, friends, and family. You can invite anyone you like.

The advancement ceremony within the sect is different; it is more solemn and dignified, and of a very high standard. Not only are outsiders not allowed to enter, but even within her entire sect, only her master and her senior sister, both Foundation Establishment cultivators, can participate.

……

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Lin Changheng took out a magical artifact and took flight.

Once you reach the late stage of Qi Refining, you can use your own magical artifact to carry you on short-distance flights.

It's just that it's not fast and its mana efficiency is low.

It is far inferior to specialized flying magical artifacts such as the Dharma Boat, which save time and effort, and the speed difference is also huge.

However, the mountain path is difficult to traverse, winding and treacherous. Measuring it on foot would be enough to give anyone a headache, so it's better to fly.

Soon, following the map, Lin Changheng crossed two hills and arrived at a conspicuous mountain gate.

Here stands a hundred-foot-tall white jade archway, inscribed with four large, gilded characters: "Purple Extreme Righteous Path," the strokes sharp and powerful, subtly conveying immense strength!
Looking at it from afar, Lin Changheng felt incredibly small.

On both sides of the archway, twelve dragon-carved stone pillars are arranged according to the number of the Heavenly Gang. Lin Changheng saw that there were faint fluctuations of the formation, and guessed that this was the base of the sect's protective formation.

Based on his recent understanding of formations, this is at least a third-tier grand formation!
Starting from the mountain gate, 36,000 jade steps wind their way up to the summit. What lies beyond is hidden in the clouds, indistinct and difficult to see.

Who comes here?

As soon as they approached, a disciple guarding the mountain appeared, dressed in a purple uniform, with a serious expression, and ordered them to stop.

Lin Changheng stopped upon hearing the sound, smiled and explained his purpose, and presented a token.

"Foundation Building Ceremony?"

The disciple guarding the mountain immediately changed his expression, his attitude improved considerably, and a smile appeared on his face. He asked Lin Changheng to wait here for a moment.

Then Lin Changheng saw a disciple take the token, ride a boat-shaped magical artifact, and fly into the sect.

"Is this the Dharma Boat?"

Lin Changheng was a little envious.

That disciple's cultivation level was only at the mid-stage of Qi Refining, yet he possessed such a magical artifact? The disciples of the sect were indeed wealthy. But then again, it was possible that it was a public artifact being used temporarily, not truly his private property.

I felt somewhat relieved.

About two incense sticks' time later, a beam of light shot out from within the sect, piercing through the clouds with overwhelming force, like a divine arrow, and landed at the mountain gate.

A radiant light emanated, revealing a female cultivator in a moon-white long dress.

She was surrounded by a faint spiritual mist, and when she walked, it was as if she were walking on clouds, with a faint spiritual pressure from the Foundation Establishment stage spreading out.

Although it has been toned down, it is still alarming.

It was none other than Mo Zhaoli!
Her appearance remained unchanged, but she became even more beautiful. With willow-leaf eyebrows and almond eyes, she was gentle and graceful. Her temperament was also completely different. Her demeanor was composed and her natural charm was like that of a fairy descended to earth.

"Uncle-Master Mo."

The disciples guarding the mountain bowed respectfully.

"Ah."

With a soft "hmm," Mo Zhaoli's gaze swept over the disciples before settling entirely on the smiling male cultivator in a green robe outside the mountain gate.

At the same time, a look of joy appeared in his eyes, "Brother Lin."

"Congratulations, Senior Mo."

Lin Changheng cupped his hands and smiled, but this slightly teasing tone only elicited a soft reproach from Mo Zhaoli:
"Brother Lin, please don't make Li'er feel so bad."

Before Lin Changheng could speak, a flash of light appeared in Mo Zhao's hand, and Lin Changheng's body was already riding the wind, pulled to her side, and then a burst of light swept him up and carried him into the sect.

"Is this what a Foundation Establishment cultivator is like?"

This scene unfolded so swiftly that Lin Changheng wasn't frightened, but rather filled with anticipation.

“I will always remember Brother Lin’s help to Li’er and never forget it. Please, Brother Lin, don’t say those words again.”

Within the ethereal light, Mo Zhaoli looked at Lin Changheng with a sincere expression.

In the world of cultivation, strength has always been respected. Apart from immediate family members, teachers, and fellow disciples, people are generally addressed according to their cultivation level.

Those with the same cultivation level address each other as "fellow Daoist" or "fairy".

There is a huge difference in cultivation level. Just as the disciples guarding the mountain call Mo Zhaoli, who has reached the Foundation Establishment stage, "Uncle-Master Mo," Lin Changheng and others should also change their address and call him "Senior Mo."

But clearly Mo Zhaoli didn't want to hear that form of address, and emphasized it on purpose.

"Since Li'er is unwilling, then I will not use that title."

Lin Changheng smiled and readily agreed.

Mo Zhaoli immediately beamed with joy, quite satisfied with the form of address. Then he heard Lin Changheng ponder, "However, it is inappropriate to address someone like that in front of outsiders. It might make us a laughingstock and attract attention. How about we address you as 'Fellow Daoist Mo' if there are outsiders present?"

This is to solicit Mo Zhaoli's opinion.

"No."

Mo Zhaoli refused, but after a pause, she smiled and said with a plan in mind, "Just call me 'Junior Sister Mo'. Brother Lin was originally my grandfather's disciple, so I am also considered to be under my grandfather's tutelage. It is fine for us to address each other as senior and junior brothers, and it is not restricted by the difference in cultivation level."

"Very well, Li'er's idea is the right one."

Lin Changheng was able to accept it this time.

You must know that in the Ziji Sect, a sect that forms the Core Formation stage, geniuses gather. As a Foundation Establishment Fairy with both excellent cultivation and appearance, Mo Zhaoli must have many suitors and admirers. If she is called "Li'er" in front of others, wouldn't that cause trouble for herself?
(End of this chapter)