The Path to Immortality: Starting with an Analysis of Basic Concepts

Xiang Sui stood on the roof of a beast-drawn pen, gazing at the underworld shrouded in rolling black clouds in the distance. He turned to Xiang Kui, who stood beside him with his hands behind his back, and asked curiously:

"Big brother, can he do it?"

Xiang Kui reached out and drew a drop of water, probing it with his powerful divine sense. Sensing the deeply hidden chill emanating from it, he revealed an expression of "I knew it," and looked up at the continuous drizzle in the underworld, his tone complex as he said:

"It's hard to say..."

Sensing Xiang Sui's questioning gaze, he explained:

"In Lian Sheng's cultivation of the 'Three Calamities,' the water calamity, normally involves condensing the 'corrupted water' Dao foundation, cultivating the water corpse Dao body, nurturing and refining the turbid water, and then using the advantages of the Netherworld array to simulate the field of the corrupted water pool, using the domain to support the Dao foundation..."

He paused, then said in a deep voice:

"But his purpose wasn't to simulate a temporary field..."

"Um?"

Xiang Sui was taken aback.

Xiang Kui's pupils had turned a warm, jade-like color at some point as she gazed into the depths of the rain clouds, and her voice continued.

"There are rumors that Lian Sheng obtained a Foundation Establishment spiritual object from the Spirit Ruins battlefield. It seems that the rumors are true. He wants to take advantage of the Netherworld's terrain to refine that Foundation Establishment spiritual object into a field..."

As soon as the words were spoken, the underworld underwent another change.

The surging corpse demons, invisible to the naked eye, rose up with yin energy, and in the instant they converged with the rain clouds in the sky, a point of crystal-clear white appeared.

Then it seemed to trigger a chain reaction.

In a short while, heavy snow began to fall.

"what?"

"Why is it suddenly snowing?"

The cultivators of the Underworld watched in astonishment as the chaotic snowflakes fell.

As a snowflake landed on their skin, a chilling aura, like a small snake, quickly burrowed into their bodies, causing the cultivators' expressions to change drastically.

"Damn, I knew it..."

Before they could react, the chilling aura directly entered their divine sea space through the entrance, transforming into a wisp of icy blue thread that tightly wrapped around the ring.

next moment.

The cultivators felt as if the ring had been breached, and spiritual energy was surging wildly into the icy blue thread. No matter what they did, they could not stop it.

Just then.

A cold voice rang in the ears of all the cultivators.

"Fellow disciples, my name is Lian Sheng. Today, I borrow your cultivation to refine my life force. If I achieve any success, I will surely repay you handsomely..."

After he finished speaking, his spiritual energy began to drain away even faster.

"Go to hell..."

"Lian Sheng, is it? You just wait..."

"..."

The crowd erupted in curses, shouting, "What do you mean by 'generous rewards later'? Do you think they're stupid? This is clearly using them as tools!"

Not long after he started cursing, he sensed that his spiritual energy was being depleted and the ring was becoming unstable. He hurriedly sat down cross-legged and began to absorb and refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with a sense of frustration.

This time, the icy blue silk thread did not stop it; instead, it surged forth with power, helping the ring to absorb and refine spiritual energy more quickly.

In an instant.

The snowflakes falling from the sky were larger and denser, and in a short while, the entire world was transformed into a blanket of white.

A small hill, the second floor of a wooden house.

A wisp of breeze, carrying wind and snow, slipped into the room through the window cracks. As if it were alive, it landed directly on the back of the hand of the handsome young man who was sitting cross-legged on the soft couch, his eyes closed in deep thought, and then melted into water and disappeared.

"Um?"

Zhu Yu, who was refining the stomach of the "Crimson Flame Lizard," had a slight change in expression. He probed his divine sea space with his divine sense and saw an ice-blue silk thread tightly wrapped around a ring, sucking spiritual power like a leech.

"This thing...was it made by Lian Sheng?"

As the thought arose, a cold voice rang out.

"Fellow disciples, my name is Lian Sheng. Today, I borrow your cultivation to refine my life force. If I achieve any success, I will surely repay you handsomely..."

Zhu Yu: "..."

What a big face!

Is this a loan? Did you get permission from the person?

Coming to his senses, Zhu Yu thought enviously, "The Refining Field, no wonder it's the 'Academy' president, that rich dog..."

Even without cultivating superior lineages, one can still refine an energy field, but it is extremely difficult. It requires a "foundation-building spiritual object" that aligns with one's destiny and Dao foundation, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Foundation Building Spiritual Object" is not a fixed object, but a spiritual object belonging to the second rank that greatly benefits Foundation Building True Persons.

Just think about it.

For Qi Refining cultivators, seeking Foundation Establishment resources is not only difficult but also extremely dangerous.

After all, the saying "a child carrying gold in the marketplace" is not just a figure of speech.

Suppressing his chaotic thoughts, Zhu Yu's divine sense touched the icy blue silk. Instantly, an extremely cold feeling surged over him. With a slight movement of his mind, a snowflake-shaped icy blue mark appeared in his consciousness.

"As expected, this is also a formation ritual..."

The thought flashed through his mind, and after a slight hesitation, he focused his will on the mark and rammed into it.

Zhu Yu originally thought he would be dizzy from the impact, but the moment he touched the mark, it was as if he had bumped into tofu. He didn't feel much resistance, and the icy blue mark turned into dust and disappeared.

"Hmm? So crispy?"

Zhu Yu was stunned for a moment, and the chaotic scene before her eyes dissipated.

When his consciousness reappeared in the Divine Sea Space, to his surprise, the Divine Sea Space still only contained the Spirit Void Origin given by that insect cultivator, and no second one appeared.

However, the icy blue silk thread that served a ritualistic purpose remained, detached from the ring, and coiled in a corner.

"Could this be...?"

As if sensing a possibility, Zhu Yu touched the icy blue silk thread with his divine sense. Instantly, a feeling of perfect harmony arose in his heart, and various insights emerged.

Just as he thought.

The ice-blue silk thread is indeed a Foundation Establishment spiritual object, but it is only a wisp of energy differentiated from a Foundation Establishment spiritual object. It seems to have been refined by Lian Sheng, and it not only has an extremely cold meaning, but also incorporates a corrosive property.

Besides these, there are many other clever uses for it…

Zhu Yu was thinking of Lian Sheng. She only probed for a moment before returning her thoughts to her body. She immediately felt a cold chill. She opened her eyes and did not see the young man's face. She breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems he's either unable to pinpoint the location where the Foundation Establishment spirit's differentiated power disappeared, or he's still immersed in the ritual and unable to wake up..."

But either way, it's good news for him.

Zhu Yu got up and got off the bed, went to the window, and pushed it open.

The cold wind howled, and fine snowflakes drifted in the air, creating a scene of pure white.

"hiss…"

Zhu Yu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but gasp, muttering, "This power to change the world, is it really something a cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining can do?"

The insect cultivator in the Spirit Field region only stirred up an insect plague and created some deformed insects; it was far less shocking than the endless snowstorm that this place brought him.

"It seems that even the most advanced Qi Refining cultivators are ranked in different levels. I reckon that insect cultivator was at the bottom of the list, otherwise he wouldn't have been so timid..."

Zhu Yu sighed.

If Jiao Zuo were here, he would be furious upon hearing what he said. He cannot compare to Lian Sheng, who possesses a Foundation Establishment spiritual object, but he is also far superior to ordinary Qi Refining Perfection cultivators.

Besides, who wouldn't run away if they encountered a Foundation Establishment cultivator staring at them repeatedly, causing a loss of their fundamental essence?

Zhu Yu shook his head to clear his mind of distractions, reached out and took some snowflakes. Under his expectant gaze, the snowflakes melted into water, and specks of Yin Sha spiritual energy dispersed, without any power of Foundation Establishment spiritual object differentiation.

"That's it?... "

Zhu Yu frowned. Just as he was thinking about how to make the president of the "Academy" suffer a loss in silence, Xiao Hei and Xiao Yu's messages brought him anxious thoughts one after another.