Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Chapter 150 The Three Mountains Tremble, a Huge Uproar Occurs (Please Subscribe)
Xuantian Peak is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and the Biluo Cliff at its summit is perpetually bathed in the glow of Taoist radiance.

As the aged yet extremely majestic voice of the Heavenly Capital Taoist suddenly resounded from the depths of Biluo Cliff, it was like thunder rolling across the sky, causing the clouds and mist of the entire Suspended Peak to churn violently.

However, the content of the Dharma teachings passed down by the patriarch was even more awe-inspiring.

Feng Tiansheng was blessed with auspicious omens, and Bai Long'er was appointed as the Daoist disciple of Xuantian Peak.

What is Taozi?

In other words, they are called leaders or candidates.

Before half an incense stick had burned, the truth about the auspiciously born white dragon had been thoroughly exposed and spread throughout the entire Suspended Peak.

"To turn a dog into a sect's disciple?"

"I'm afraid my Taiqing Temple will become a laughing stock for everyone in the world."

"I absolutely disagree with this!"

The decree issued by the Heavenly Capital Taoist to establish Bai Long'er as his Taoist disciple was like a thunderclap from the heavens, not only shattering the clouds and mist of Xuantian Peak, but also shattering the millennia-long tranquility of the entire Taiqing Temple.

The news spread like the most virulent plague, from Xuantian Peak to all 108 peaks of the Three Mountains and Five Sacred Peaks.

You should know that the wandering immortals of the sects have established their dojos in famous mountains and rivers, not in the Suspended Heaven Peak.

At first, there was astonishment that no one dared to believe it. But once it was confirmed that the decree was true and that the white dragon was indeed just a white dog that had just refined its inner core, anger and doubt erupted like a volcano that had been suppressed for thousands of years.

Huangting Mountain, one of the Three Mountains and Five Sacred Mountains, is the ancestral home of the Yuqing lineage.

"absurd!"

A cold shout, not a roar, but more authoritative than thunder.

The golden light, formed by billions of incantations, suddenly solidified within the palace. Countless fine black marks were swept across the void by the golden light, as if it had been torn apart and burned by thunder and fire, a truly terrifying sight.

Jiang Wuyai, the master of Huangting Mountain, sat high on his cloud bed, his face shrouded in golden light and indistinct, only his open eyes revealing indifference.

"Master... what exactly do you intend to do?"

He did not show any anger, but the cloud bed beneath him silently turned to dust at that moment, revealing that his inner state was not as calm as it appeared.

The disciples standing outside the hall were already kneeling on the ground, trembling, not daring to even breathe.

The Yuqing lineage places great importance on rules and etiquette, and has always looked down on demons with scales and horns, regarding them as outcasts. They have never been kind to the demons who protect the Taiqing Temple.

At this moment, allowing a dog to climb onto Daozi's position is tantamount to shaking the very foundation of the Yuqing lineage's rites and traditions, and is a slap in the face to him, the master of Huangting Mountain.

Within the forbidden area of ​​Tongtian Peak, a faint sigh seemed to come from ancient times, carrying the weight of time.

Deep within the forbidden area, amidst swirling clouds and mist, the outline of a colossal creature loomed in and out of sight. The mere pressure emanating from it caused the surrounding space to distort slightly. A glimpse of azure scales appeared in the mist, their surface adorned with flowing Dao patterns and shimmering with auspicious light, exuding an ancient aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

This is the master of Tongtian Peak, an ancient demon saint who has lived for countless years, and also a mythical beast, the Qilin, a truly unique and ancient auspicious creature.

"The patriarch's move was too hasty."

A deep voice echoed within the forbidden area, carrying a hint of complexity.

"Putting this little guy in such a high position so suddenly, like a tree that stands out in the forest, will surely be felled by the wind. This is probably putting him in a very difficult position..."

As a fellow demon, seeing such an outstanding junior gain the favor of the ancestor, he felt a sense of satisfaction.

However, he knew that the distinction between humans and demons within the sect was deeply rooted. Tian Du Dao Ren's actions were tantamount to throwing a boulder into a lake that had been calm for ten thousand years, which would surely stir up a thousand waves and attract countless open and hidden attacks.

Whether this "favor" is a blessing or a curse for the still-growing white dog remains to be seen.

Yujing Mountain, a place where the murderous aura of war soars to the heavens.

"Crack——!"

Above the training platform at the summit, a vast "military map" suddenly appeared, covering the sky and interwoven with endless phantoms of weapons and destructive divine lightning. Thousands of divine weapons hummed, and streaks of purple lightning snaked across the void, tearing out terrifying spiderweb-like traces.

Master of Jade Capital Mountain, the Immortal Yao Guang.

This is a female immortal, aloof from the world, with an exquisitely beautiful appearance.

Draped in a light veil, her beautiful curves are outlined in the wind.

She looked towards the direction of Xuantian Peak, slowly raised a slender, jade-like hand, and gently clenched it.

"Buzz!"

The Heaven-Covering Military Diagram trembled violently, and countless phantom images of weapons and divine lightning of destruction all pointed towards the direction of Suspended Peak. Although they were not actually unleashed, the terrifying will that surpassed all things and slaughtered gods and immortals had already swept across the heavens and earth.

The disciples of the entire Jade Capital Mountain, and even those of the surrounding peaks, regardless of their cultivation level, all felt a sharp pain in their souls at this moment, as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and as if they would be torn to pieces by the endless weapons and thunder in the next instant.

"We shall naturally follow the will of our patriarch."

Yao Guang's voice was icy cold and devoid of any emotion, like the clash of metal, "However, the position of Daoist Child is not a child's play."

"If this son's virtue is not commensurate with his position, and his strength is insufficient to command respect..."

She paused slightly, her murderous aura surging even higher, and the sounds of clashing swords and galloping horses faintly echoed from the military diagram. "With divine thunder in my hand and a military diagram in my eyes, you're the first to object!"

The Xuan Nu lineage is even more ruthless in its killing than the Yu Qing lineage.

Although the number of disciples of Yujing Mountain is small, each one of them is an unparalleled genius. Once they descend the mountain, they cause a sensation and become celestial beings admired by countless cultivators and mortals.

The Xuan Nu lineage's attitude towards demons is even more extreme than that of the Yu Qing lineage; they have always preferred to kill the innocent rather than let the guilty go free.

The open and covert struggle between Yujing Mountain and Tongtian Peak has almost reached a fever pitch. If it weren't for the Heavenly Capital Ancestor keeping things in check, they would have already completely broken off relations.

Besides the Three Mountains, the Five Sacred Mountains, with their scattered immortals in charge, were also not peaceful. The commotion was getting louder and louder, and all sorts of rumors and gossip were spreading within the sects, even reaching the front lines.

Su Qinghe, the lord of Tianshan, who had previously crossed paths with Wu Tian, ​​also learned of this matter. He shook his head slightly and said, "Little guy, this hurdle for you is probably not going to be easy!"

……

Suspended Peak, Cloud Cave.

The place where Daozi Jiang Shu once lived is now temporarily occupied by his son Jiang Wen.

Jiang Shu had already cultivated into a wandering immortal many years ago and went to the Heavenly Realm.

His son, Jiang Wen, is also a prodigy. He has already cultivated a Dao embryo at a young age, and in recent years, his Dao embryo has gradually become full, reaching the point where he can begin to refine his primordial spirit with supernatural powers.

At this moment, deep within the Cloud Cave, several Nascent Soul cultivators with profound auras and surrounded by immortal light gathered together. They were all supporters and confidants of Daoist Jiang Shu.

"boom!"

A middle-aged cultivator dressed in a star-patterned Taoist robe suddenly crushed the jade cup in his hand, and the fragments turned into specks of starlight and dissipated.

His face was ashen, and his aura fluctuated wildly, causing the energy within the cave to surge.

"The Daoist has risked his life and made great contributions in the Heavenly Court, so why is the Patriarch so eager to establish a new Daoist?"

"Where is this supposed to put Daozi?"

His voice was low, yet it contained immense anger.

“Indeed, I think the patriarch has become senile. How could he allow a dog to be ranked alongside Senior Brother Jiang as a Dao Child? This is a blatant insult!” A female immortal with a cold and aloof demeanor stood beside her, her face equally frosty.

Although Jiang Shu was of the same generation as them, his cultivation and achievements had long surpassed those of his peers, leaving the older generation far behind. Countless fellow disciples were captivated by his brilliance.

Countless women were captivated by him. Even though Jiang Shu had been away from the sect for many years, his prestige did not diminish. On the contrary, as his followers and supporters grew stronger, his influence became even more profound.

"This act not only insults the Daoist, but also treats me as nothing. Could it be that our painstaking efforts in assisting the Daoist and diligently maintaining the Tiandu lineage are less valuable than a so-called 'auspicious' beast in the eyes of the Patriarch?"

A wisp of light shimmered between her fingertips, carrying a chilling aura.

The atmosphere inside the hall was extremely oppressive. These people were Daozi Jiang Shu's confidants and core members. Because the Heavenly Capital Ancestor was detached from worldly affairs, the resources of the Heavenly Capital lineage had been effectively controlled by them.

Bai Long'er becoming the Dao Child is not just a matter of face; it will also cause the power of the Tiandu lineage to fall into other hands.

If they want to use the resources of Tiandu Peak as freely as before, it probably won't be so easy anymore.

After all, the Tiandu lineage is the succession of the sect leader. Theoretically speaking, apart from the Tiandu Ancestor, the Dao Child has the highest authority.

There are some things that can be done but not said.

The anger of these people may not be as simple as they appear.

Aside from the masters of the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, and those lofty Nascent Soul True Persons, the ordinary disciples were in complete uproar.

"Why should I? We have gone through countless hardships and overcome numerous life-or-death obstacles to barely reach the threshold of the Dao Embryo stage. What right does a mere dog have to be above me?"

One of the disciples of the Sword Immortal lineage could no longer maintain his composure. His eyes turned bloodshot as he roared, his longsword humming as its sword energy uncontrollably dissipated, leaving deep sword marks on the ground.

"Our patriarch must have been deceived by this demon! The demon race is most adept at bewitching people's hearts!"

"Hmph, Dao Child? I think he's a jinx that will bring chaos to our sect! I will never allow a beast to ride roughshod over us human cultivators!"

A hot-tempered Yuqing disciple had his hair and beard standing on end, and his magical power surged, causing the surrounding energy to become disordered.

Furthermore, supporters of Daozi Jiang Shu were secretly fueling the flames.

"We absolutely disagree with the white dog becoming a traitor! We absolutely disagree!!"

Discussions, objections, angry shouts...

Those who cultivate possess great power. When the wills of many cultivators come together, they transform into tangible power, even causing changes in celestial phenomena, with dark, heavy clouds pressing down on the entire Suspended Sky Peak.

The air was so heavy it seemed to drip water. Disciples with lower cultivation levels felt a tightness in their chests, a dullness in their minds, and even found it difficult to circulate their magical power.

This is no longer just a question, but a harbinger of a crisis and storm that is about to sweep through the entire sect!
All eyes turned towards the depths of Biluo Cliff, awaiting a response from the Heavenly Capital Ancestor who had made the decision.

……

Just as the commotion within the sect was reaching its peak and a storm was brewing, Wu Tian had already arrived at Biluo Cliff.

The Heavenly Capital Patriarch sat upright under the ancient pine tree, a slight smile on his face.

"Little one, you must have heard the noise outside too."

"The position of Daozi is related to the fate of our Taiqing Temple. It is not enough to have potential to win the hearts of the people."

"Even auspicious omens cannot suppress the dissenting voices of the disciples."

Wu Tian was not worried at all upon hearing this. Only he himself knew how wondrous and powerful the magical abilities within his body were after breaking through to the Demon King realm.

Even if it's a True Immortal of the Primordial Spirit, he might still be able to touch it.

With real strength, one naturally speaks and acts with confidence.

He remained calm and composed. No matter how loud the shouts were, as long as he was strong enough, those people couldn't cause any trouble.

"Hehe, Ancestor, you are wise. I was just honestly cultivating and seeking enlightenment. It's those people who are narrow-minded and can't stand a prodigy like me..."

Perhaps it was because his cultivation had broken through a crucial barrier, and he had truly embarked on the path of cultivation, that Wu Tian's entire demeanor became more relaxed, without the tension and caution he had before.

He was now manifesting his true form, his entire body covered in smooth, white hair that shimmered with a warm glow, and the sunlight seemed to flow with golden light.

"You little rascal..." Patriarch Tiandu shook his head and chuckled, "Alright, this old Daoist won't waste my breath on you, you little rascal?"

"I'll point you to three paths; you can choose any one of them."

He extended three thin yet steady fingers, the tips of which emanated a faint Taoist aura.

"First, fight. Fight anyone who disagrees until all the opponents are silenced and no one dares to question you anymore. Then you will be the rightful successor of the Way."

Wu Tian squatted on the ground, his dark eyes darting around, his tail swaying listlessly. He knew this plan was a trap as soon as he heard it.

It looks great, but how many antiques does Taiqing Temple actually hold?
There are a whole bunch of Yuan Shen Zhenren (Primordial Spirit True Persons) alone, not to mention the scattered immortals of the Three Mountains, Five Sacred Mountains, and 108 Peaks.

His identity as a demon was already a cause for fear, and if he really acted in this way, he would probably never be able to hold onto his position as the Daoist disciple, and it would be even more difficult for him to become the sect leader.

"Master, if you want to eat dog meat, why don't you just say so?"

Wu Tian muttered to himself, even without using his all-seeing eye, he knew that this was definitely a road full of pitfalls.

The Taoist Tiandu was speechless. He waved his sleeve and made the dog roll over, leaving it looking rather disheveled.

"You dog, what nonsense are you talking about?"

He shook his head helplessly. "The second path is even simpler: go to the Northwest battlefield, make outstanding contributions, and as long as your achievements are dazzling enough, whatever they say will fall apart on its own."

This is a good approach. Wu Tian will have to go to the Northwest battlefield sooner or later, but he's not in a hurry. This old Taoist priest always speaks in cryptic terms, so it's better to let him finish.

Seeing that the dog remained unmoved, the Heavenly Ancestor continued, "The third one is to ascend the Heavenly Ladder."

"As long as you go to Tianzhu Mountain, climb the Heavenly Ladder, and step through the Heavenly Gate."

"If you can obtain the Heavenly Court's decree, you can gain the support of all beings above the level of Loose Immortal in the sect."

"If you can obtain another divine talisman for the sect, not only will you be appointed as the Daoist Master, but I will also appoint you as the next Abbot, and no one will dare to utter a single word of dissent."

Tianmen is indeed a good place. After the ancient Heavenly Court fell, the South Tianmen transformed into Tianzhu Mountain.

That is the gateway to Heaven. If one can ascend to Heaven, one will receive endless benefits.

Wu Tian also knew this place, but he shook his head and said, "Master, I will not choose any of these three paths."

He wagged his tail lazily, "I'm just a lowly demon, how could I possibly shoulder such a heavy burden?"

"Should I just give up being a Taoist priest?"

Seeing the old Taoist's unfriendly gaze, he stopped, pretending to be aggrieved, and said, "If the Patriarch really insists on making me take the position, I can only reluctantly accept it."

"However, my small frame can't withstand being hit by others."

"Why don't you, Master, personally step in and teach those people a lesson?"

The Heavenly Capital Patriarch's expression stiffened slightly. When did this dog become so cunning?!

"Are you sure you want me to take action? This could lead to endless trouble!"

"You have to think about it!"

(End of this chapter)