Immortality: Starting with the Fruit of Taiyin

Since the day he unexpectedly heard the news, Wang Xuan had been secretly paying attention to many rumors, some true and some false.

And the result was exactly as he had predicted.

The entire Chen Kingdom remained calm and even more peaceful than usual, showing no signs of unrest despite the impending death of the True Lord.

The only ones who are unlucky are probably the many independent cultivators who are unaware of the truth.

Many relationships that were previously easy to navigate suddenly became cold and unfriendly, acting as if they were enforcing the law impartially.

Many notorious cultivators suffered heavy losses as a result, utterly powerless against the sect's iron hammer.

The environment in Chenguo was suddenly cleared up, which amazed everyone who saw it.

However, none of this has anything to do with the Nanhua Sect.

He worked diligently every day, opening the furnace several times a month, and several months passed in the blink of an eye.

Until this day, when news came again from the Han family outside the mountains, Wang Xuan put down his affairs and went to the General Affairs Hall to ask for a month's leave.

……

squeak...

bang——

After closing the gate and putting his belongings into his storage bag, Wang Xuan sealed the courtyard doors.

The communication jade talisman at his waist flashed, and as expected, it was Chen Yao urging him.

The reply indicated that he would arrive soon and depart shortly, and Wang Xuan couldn't help but think of the message Han Cheng had sent.

"Tsk."

"The Foundation Establishment Ceremony has been transformed into the Clan Establishment Ceremony, and there is also a second-tier spiritual vein."

"This newly promoted Foundation Establishment cultivator is really rich. I wonder what kind of fortuitous opportunity he obtained."

With a slight sigh, according to Han Chengxin's letter, his uncle, who had achieved Foundation Establishment, not only returned this time, but also paid an unknown price to buy the ancestral second-grade low-level spiritual vein from a declining small cultivation family, along with several plots of medicinal fields, three acres of spiritual bamboo, and hundreds of acres of spiritual fields.

It's important to understand that for real families and powerful groups, getting rich overnight is a myth; what's real is something that provides a stable source of resources.

Apart from its location on the border of Chen State, far from the core area, it is almost flawless.

Therefore, this foundation-building ceremony also served as the formal establishment ceremony of the Han clan. They named themselves the Luoze Han clan after a nearby small mountain.

"How's it going? Are you ready?"

In front of the Lower Garden's Spirit Beast Garden, a light blue dress flowed down her body, with a ribbon casually tied around her waist.

Sunlight filtered through the trees, illuminating Chen Yao's profile and drawing the attention of passing outer disciples.

The young woman, with a jade ring around her waist and a cool expression, tossed him a talisman that shimmered with spiritual light.

If it weren't for their first meeting, Wang Xuan would probably have thought she was a cold and aloof fairy, untouched by worldly affairs.

"This is the Beast Taming Talisman?"

Wang Xuan reached out and took it, then casually played with it.

According to the sect's records, this is a beast-taming talisman for the Blue Feather Eagle, a mid-stage first-tier demonic beast, which is often rented by the Qi-refining disciples of the Nanhua Sect when they go out.

Compared to the true art of beast taming, which requires planting blood and soul contracts from childhood and using special secret methods to enhance the connection, this kind of talisman is much simpler.

However, in contrast, beast-taming talismans not only cannot communicate with the minds of demonic beasts, but may even turn against their masters or escape on their own when facing life-or-death crises.

Fortunately, the two only needed a means of transportation and were not preparing to go to the battlefield, so they could ignore these issues.

"There's nothing to prepare, all I have is this much stuff... But the sect is indeed very wealthy, renting out demonic beasts to its members that are more powerful than the disciples themselves."

"This Blue Feathered Eagle is probably already at the mid-stage of Qi Refining. If we really fought, I'm afraid I wouldn't be a match for it."

Holding the jade tablet in his hand, Wang Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

"It is said that small cultivation families outside the mountains cannot afford to raise demonic beasts and can only keep spirit steeds for transportation. As a result, when they fight in the early stages of Qi Refining, they do not compete on whose escape speed is more exquisite, but only on whose horse runs faster, which is quite a strange story."

"Fortunately, the sect's Blue Feather Eagles can fly, otherwise I might have also experienced the fun of 'Who is the Immortal Emperor ahead? Dare to dismount and fight?'"

"Pfft—"

"Ahem...Shut up! Wang Xuan, what nonsense are you spouting? What do you mean by fighting off your horse?"

She instinctively covered her mouth and chuckled, instantly breaking her feigned aloofness. Chen Yao then glared at Wang Xuan.

I don't know where this guy got his folk tales from, but he can even come up with jokes like this.

"This isn't just idle talk; I think what they said makes a lot of sense."

Shrugging, Wang Xuan continued to spout his fallacies:

"Whether it's a mount or a magical artifact, no matter how powerful your cultivation is, you can't use it if you can't catch up with the enemy. Don't you think that makes sense?"

"..."

That's the logic, and Chen Yao couldn't find a reason to refute it for a while.

With a soft hum, the girl pursed her pink lips and used a talisman to summon a blue-feathered eagle with a wingspan of several meters.

"Alright, let's hurry up and leave. The clan land chosen by the Han family is quite far from Baiyun Mountain."

"Even if we set off now, we won't be able to get to our destination in a few days... If you really want to ride a horse, go ride one yourself when you have time."

She flipped and leaped onto the eagle's back, a slight smile on her lips.

Although thousands of years have passed in the future, the ancient immortals' supernatural powers remain mysterious and unpredictable.

It was like having a long dream, and when I woke up, everything was still the same.

Memories of the future intertwine with the present, sometimes leaving the girl feeling a little lost, but fortunately she still has people to talk to.

Ultimately, false memories are always false. In the eyes of the ancient immortals, only by personally experiencing and understanding reality can one achieve a perfect and flawless mind.

……

Leaving the Spirit Beast Garden was also the first time Wang Xuan had left the sect since joining, returning to the mortal world where he had once lived.

The State of Chen is vast, divided into thirteen states. Each state has hundreds of prefectures and large counties, and each prefecture has smaller counties. The population of a single county varies greatly, ranging from tens of thousands to millions, with varying levels of wealth.

Among them, the Nascent Soul faction alone controls three states, while sects and aristocratic families share ten states, and all pay high taxes to the Tianshan Sect. These taxes include Core Formation spiritual items and rare medicinal herbs produced in various spiritual lands, as well as all the important treasures related to the shattering of the core and the formation of the Nascent Soul.

Below the sects and aristocratic families are numerous Foundation Establishment families of varying sizes who serve as vassals, paying taxes proportionally and plundering all treasures related to Core Formation. Anyone who dares to hoard such treasures is exterminated along with their entire clan.

The hierarchy was strict, and the order was impeccable.

Any attempt by any social class to reach for higher-level spiritual objects will only result in ruthless suppression, with those above nipping the danger in the bud.

From top to bottom, layers of shackles have remained unchanged for nearly a thousand years.

This is the true world of cultivation, where all power is concentrated in one person, and there is almost no chance for the lower to defeat the higher, or for a rogue cultivator to rise up against the odds.

Unless there is a large-scale conflict spanning several countries, or an extremely rare event such as a pioneering war or a beast tide attack, it is possible for the original rules to have a loophole, thus forcing the top powers to abandon long-term interests and loosen their control over the middle and lower levels in order to deal with the current crisis.

In addition, just as mortal kingdoms often take hundreds of years to perish if they have no external enemies.

Nascent Soul cultivators have lifespans dozens of times longer than mortals, and their wisdom and magical power far surpass them. Without more than ten thousand years, no matter how strict the system or how unwilling the independent cultivators are, it is difficult to cause internal strife within a Nascent Soul sect.

Sitting on the back of the Blue Feather Eagle, Wang Xuan pondered things that many low-level cultivators in the cultivation world would never think about in their entire lives.

Unlike last time when he rode in a spirit boat, this time he was able to control the demon beast to fly on his own.

As he rode his beast into the sky, Wang Xuan felt a sense of exhilaration, and even his spiritual sense subtly began to condense.

Sun rises and moon sets, sunset and moon rises.

After nearly half a month, the two arrived at a mountainous plain in the southern part of Chen State.

The future ancestral home of the Han clan will be established in this plain.