Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Chapter 154 The Taiqing Daoist's Decree: A Desire to Seize the Heavenly Emperor's Throne (Please Subscribe)
After the meeting at the Ancestral Hall concluded, Wu Tiandaozi's identity was finally confirmed.

In fact, the treatment he received at Xuantian Peak was even better than that of Daozi; Daozi's identity was more of a prelude.

This allowed him to officially step into the limelight and become known to the public.

However, his identity as a demon race meant that this Daoist disciple would inevitably be controversial, and the questioning of the Dao within three years also meant that Xuantian Peak would not be peaceful.

On that day, at Yuquan Cave.

Two demon kings from the Tongtian Mountain Guardian lineage personally arrived.

It was a two-headed dragon, its body covered in green scales, with three claws on its belly, surrounded by water light that transformed into clouds and rosy hues, making its body appear and disappear.

"Guardian Jiang Yuan pays respects to the Daoist Master."

"Guardian Jiang Lan greets Daozi."

The two dragons dispersed their escape light and fell from mid-air, transforming into human figures with dragon horns on their heads, a man and a woman.

The man had thick eyebrows and a cold face. He was clad in armor, carried a heavy axe, and was surrounded by a murderous aura that swirled and took shape, exuding a chilling and deadly aura.

The woman had delicate eyebrows and bright eyes, a gentle smile on her face, and wore a flowing turquoise dress with tassels that hugged her waist. Her cascading hair was styled into a mature woman's cloud-like bun.

Wu Tian, ​​who was inside the cave, had already noticed the visitors. The Daoist aura behind the two demon kings evolved into the form of dragons, echoing each other and almost becoming one, constantly connecting heaven and earth, breathing in and out clouds and water.

These are clearly two great demon kings who can rival the primordial spirits of true immortals.

"The dragon of the Dharma Protector lineage."

Wu Tian seemed to be deep in thought, and with a thought, the stone door of the cave opened wide.

"Please come in, both of you!"

His voice came from the cave, peaceful and calm.

Now that he is a Nascent Soul Dao Child, his prestige is even higher than that of the scattered immortals in the sect. Therefore, he does not need to be too humble when facing Nascent Soul True Persons and Great Demon Kings.

The two dragons entered the cave and soon arrived at a cloud bed.

"Greetings, Master Daozi."

After they bowed respectfully again, the man Jiang Yuan stood aside, his lips slightly pursed, holding the iron axe behind his back without uttering a word.

The mother dragon Jiang Lan said with a gentle smile, "Daozi, my husband and I have been assigned by the mountain lord to do some cleaning, serving, errands and cart pulling for you. If we encounter enemies, we can also protect you."

She specifically mentioned the words "husband and wife" because many demon kings are inherently licentious, and if she didn't say it beforehand, who knows if trouble might arise.

Wu Tian nodded, "Since it is the mountain lord's order, you may stay!"

He thought for a moment and said, "Jiang Lan, you will stay by my wife Bai Qian's side. She is about to give birth, so please take good care of her and let me know if you need anything."

"Yes, Daozi." Jiang Lan showed no arrogance due to his strength and bloodline. After receiving the order, he bowed to Bai Qian on the cloud bed and called her "Madam."

Bai Qian smiled and said, "No need to be so polite. I'll take you for a walk inside the cave so you can get to know the entrance."

Having said that, he got up from the cloud bed, pulled Jiang Lan away, and left.

Wu Tian then looked at Jiang Yuan and said, "I have something to ask you to do right now. You can go to Wangtian City to meet some people and deliver some things for me."

Jiang Yuan was a man of few words, and at that moment he simply bowed and agreed.

Man Xiongmu and his group have been in Wangtian City for some time now, but Wu Tian has not been able to go down the mountain to visit and settle them in.

Before, things were alright because Chi Limu took care of them, but now that Chi Limu has gone to the Northwest battlefield, I wonder how they are doing in Wangtian City.

Jiang Yuan and his wife arrived at just the right time. He couldn't easily leave the mountain and needed someone to serve him.

In particular, the lineage of Dharma Protectors represents the most trustworthy fighting force for the sect's disciples.

Because all the Dharma protectors have practiced the "Three Hundred and Sixty Celestial Star Chart" or similar secret methods, their lives are controlled by the sect.

As a Daoist disciple, one can, like the sect leader, cultivate the "Forbidden Technique of the Celestial Star Destiny Chart" to control the lineage of Dharma protectors.

Wu Tian had also practiced the "Three Hundred and Sixty Heavenly Heart Aperture Diagram" before. If it weren't for the system panel, his life might have already been lost.

Upon seeing the great demon king of the Dharma Protector lineage, he felt somewhat complicated. Compared to the Nascent Soul True Person in the sect, these two dragons were far too well-behaved.

They lacked the unrestrained arrogance, self-confidence, or otherworldly demeanor; instead, they were cautious and meticulous in everything they did, and their words and actions were extremely courteous.

It is obvious that this is someone who has been carefully trained and instructed within the school.

This is a great demon king who has attained enlightenment as a dragon!

Wu Tian suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and took out the Skull Mountain inheritance "White Bone Demon God Transformation" that he had previously compiled. Although this inheritance was not profound, it was actually the most suitable for the mediocre Man Xiong Mu.

The more profound the Dharma, the more difficult it is to cultivate.

On the contrary, the fourth-grade "White Bone Demon God Transformation" might give Man Xiongmu a chance to condense a Dao embryo after he cultivates it.

"Give this golden book to my master, Manxiongmu, and I will write another letter. You can then retrieve some golden pills and spiritual items from the sect's treasury and go down the mountain for me."

"If they encounter any trouble, you can take care of it as well."

As he spoke, he took out a spellbook, his fingertips shimmering with magical light as he inscribed his own aura and will.

Taiqing Daozi's Decree:
Take one hundred golden pills, three zhang of water and fire spirit brocade, one pot of crimson blood wine, and several spirit dates.

—Bai Long'er.

He left his mark on the spellbook, and then the spellbook intertwined into a golden token, which fell in front of Jiang Yuan.

"Okay, let's go!"

Having received the order, Jiang Yuan grabbed the golden token, bowed respectfully, and then turned to leave.

With Jiang Yuan and Jiang Lan at his command, Wu Tian found it much easier to get things done. He paid no attention to the discussions and changes outside, instead immersing himself completely in his own cultivation.

Besides working with Bai Qian to deduce the Heavenly Dog Diagram every day, he would also spend two hours going to the Preaching Tower to study Taoist scriptures.

After reading the Taoist scriptures, he went to Biluo Cliff to absorb the water of the Milky Way and the golden light of the sun, accumulating magical power.

As evening approached, he returned to his cave and activated the "Supreme Refining Form Method" to transform his body into a Bagua furnace, using his magical power as fire to refine the seeds of supernatural abilities.

He practiced his techniques, breathing exercises, and honed his supernatural abilities in this way, making each day extremely fulfilling with almost no free time.

He would only occasionally get the urge to tease Bai Qian to dispel his restlessness.

And so it went, several days later.

Jiang Yuan had just returned to the mountain, bringing back a letter from Man Xiongmu.

"Daozi, Manxiongmu and the others are Miao people from the southern border. They have no roots in Wangtian City. Although their lives are not in danger, they are still facing considerable difficulties."

“I deliberately stayed behind to oversee things for several days and let the news get out.”

"Those people, seeing that they had a guardian dragon backing them up, dared not act recklessly."

Jiang Yuan was thorough and methodical in his work. He explained his entire journey clearly and presented the letter.

Wu Tian accepted the letter, asked a few more questions, and then felt relieved.

After Jiang Yuan left, he opened the letter to read it.

In his letter, Manxiong Mu only said that everything was fine.

Wu Xia'er's mother, Wu Lian, had also received medicine from Chi Limu and had recovered her health, but she had aged considerably.

Having left their homes and families in Wangtian City, these people from the southern borderlands depended on each other for survival. Wu Xia'er and Chen Chunjiao became godparents to Man Xiongmu and Wen Ruyun.

Both women possessed some level of cultivation, so they wouldn't starve to death. However, being beautiful, they were bound to attract unwanted attention when they were out and about.

Junior Brother Wen Yu has become increasingly unruly, and he never listens to his master.

……

Looking at the rambling of the letter from Man Xiongmu, he seemed to see an old man with graying hair, looking at him with gentle eyes. And Wu Lian wasn't the only one who was old…

“Master Manxiong, he’s getting old too.”

Wu Tian felt a pang of indescribable bitterness in his heart. Time is merciless, and most cultivators will eventually be buried in the cycle of reincarnation.

Taiqing Temple's Xuantian Peak is indeed a blessed land of immortals, but what he can't forget is the small village at the foot of Skull Mountain.

When night falls, a cold wind blows and a hundred ghosts come out.

He hid in his doghouse and slept soundly with Silverfrost until dawn.

"Once the baby is born, it's time to go back to southern Xinjiang."

"I wonder if Silverfrost is alright?"

Wu Tian lay on the cloud bed. At this moment, he had no desire whatsoever for the position of crown prince left behind by the Great Sage of the Undying Palace in the Southern Frontier, nor for the divine treasures.

Only longing for the old place remains...

Ordinary people, living only a few decades, are far too insignificant compared to him now.

As time goes by, those people we once knew will gradually be buried in the past, leaving only memories of the past.

After staring blankly for a while, he finally regained his composure and continued his studies.

The accumulation of magical power is rapid due to the absorption of the Milky Way and the golden light of the sun, generating more than ten years' worth of magical power every day.

As for the seeds of supernatural powers, under the tempering of the Eight Trigrams Furnace, the five great ninth-grade supernatural powers can improve every day, but the progress is not fast.

The refinement of the seed of supernatural power is a slow and meticulous process that requires a great deal of time and effort.

Not to mention that the quality of his supernatural power seeds is too high, making it even more difficult to improve them.

After achieving the Dao Embryo and Demon King status, life undergoes a transformation and sublimation, becoming fundamentally different from ordinary beings. The time spent on cultivation and enlightenment is also significantly different from before.

It is quite common for people to go into seclusion for several years or even more than a decade at a time.

Someone like Wu Tian, ​​who cultivates a twelfth-grade divine power seed, will have a lifespan of at least a thousand years at the Dao Embryo realm.

He made rapid progress in his cultivation, breaking through to the Demon King level in just fourteen years and refining a 12th-grade inner core.

It's absolutely astonishing!

"Under the current circumstances, it will take three to five days to improve the progress of a ninth-grade divine power by 1%."

"A 12th-grade divine ability can only improve progress by 1% in a month."

"I'm afraid I'll be stuck at the Demon King stage for more than ten years."

In fact, his cultivation progress was already extremely terrifying. No other cultivator could make such daily progress as he did, and never regress.

Both the cultivation of the Dao embryo and the refinement of the inner elixir are time-consuming and arduous processes that require a great deal of time and effort.

Not to mention that Wu Tian still needs to transform and advance the Divine Power Seed.

But he always had a faint sense of urgency in his heart.

This sense of urgency comes from the perception of the Heavenly Eye. Although the Heavenly Eye is only of the eleventh grade, it is involved in the laws of time and space, and is mysterious and unpredictable.

He could sense the pressure and crisis coming from the future.

Now, with the improvement of his Taoist cultivation and magical power, he can see more and more scenes through his all-seeing eyes.

What shocked him most was the Taiqing Massacre.

When he first met the Heavenly Capital Patriarch, he unexpectedly glimpsed a corner of the future and knew that 1,300 years from now, the entire Taiqing Daoist lineage might be destroyed.

He simply didn't understand the truth. With the foundation of Taiqing Temple and the Taoist cultivation of the Heavenly Capital Ancestor, who in the world could destroy Taiqing Temple?

Even Buddhist sects won't allow it!

In recent days, however, while refining his supernatural seed, he has occasionally been able to capture information about the future.

Among them are the secrets of Dao Embryo cultivators, the whispers of Primordial Spirit True Persons, and even the occasional traces of Loose Immortals.

But what caught his attention most was the information he had gleaned yesterday.

Ding! System notification: You have received random future information.

One hundred and thirty-six years later, an ancient being in the Heavenly Court whispered, "Tian Du, you wish to become the Heavenly Emperor and sever the connection between Heaven and Earth. Do you really think we dare not sever your Taiqing lineage?"
Given Wu Tian's current status and strength, there are very few future memories that could interest him.

But he couldn't ignore this message.

"I remember the old Taoist priest mentioning that after the Northwest Calamity, he would return to the Heavenly Realm to plan the separation of Heaven and Man."

"It now seems that this matter will be successful."

"And... the old Taoist priest actually wants to become the Heavenly Emperor?"

When Wu Tian thought of the kind-faced old Taoist priest, he felt somewhat incredulous. He truly hadn't realized that the old Taoist priest had such great ambition and spirit.

"It fueled the carnage in the Northwest, splitting Heaven and Man into two, vying for the position of Heavenly Emperor..."

"That old man is really ambitious!"

"Thirteen hundred years later, Taiqing suffered a calamity, which was probably related to the division of heaven and man and the struggle for the throne of the Heavenly Emperor."

"That future information is for 136 years from now..."

He frowned slightly, "One hundred and thirty-six years later..."

"Once the Northwest massacre ends and the old Taoist priest returns to Heaven, the situation in the mortal realm will likely change drastically."

"Time is running out..."

"The Buddhist sect occupies the northwest, the Kunlun lineage is in the east, and the Fire God Palace has now begun its conquest of the Ten Thousand Mountains in the south."

"Taiqing Temple occupies 108 peaks of the Three Mountains and Five Sacred Mountains in the Central Plains. Coupled with the old Taoist's ambition, it is easy for it to become the target of public criticism."

"If I didn't have the power to suppress the world, I'd probably become a stray dog..."

Wu Tian shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

He has been receiving several random messages about the future every day for the past few days. Some of these messages are about the malice he suffers from the cultivators in the sect, and some are even about the suppression and tactics used by certain rogue immortals.

He didn't take any of this to heart.

A few clowns, nothing to worry about.

We'll just deal with it casually when the time comes.

……

While Wu Tian was focused on his cultivation, the commotion and undercurrents within the sect not only did not cease, but intensified.

"I never expected that a dog in our sect would actually become a Daoist. This is an absolute joke. I am too ashamed to face my fellow Daoists."

"What is the Ancestor thinking? Does he mean there are no geniuses among our human race? Are all the disciples of the 108 peaks of the Three Mountains and Five Sacred Peaks really inferior to a dog?"

"Hey, what's the rush? This isn't over yet. We still have three years to ask the Dharma."

"When the time comes, we'll ruthlessly suppress that dog, make it look pathetic, and see what right it has to be a leader then."

"Gentlemen, I wish to seek the Dharma from the Daoist Master. Would you like to come with me?"

"Go together, go together!"

After several days of dissemination and preparation, and with the help of those with ulterior motives, the fact that cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage could ask the Daoist Master for guidance at any time within three years has become widely known.

Soon, some cultivators began to take action.

(End of this chapter)