Immortality: Starting with the Fruit of Taiyin

"Alright, that's enough."

"Why make such a fuss about the branch school?"

Beside them, Chen Yao calmly stopped them.

Yang Yunzhi was somewhat unconvinced upon hearing this. He came from a small secular family and it was only yesterday that the Nanhua Sect discovered that he possessed a superior spiritual root.

Chen Yao only has a mid-grade spiritual root, so why should she stop whenever she wants?

Just one glance at Chen Yao's calm face, even though she was still the same person, a nameless fear suddenly welled up in my heart.

Feeling a bit timid subconsciously, Yang Yunzhi silently made up an excuse for himself.

Hmm... Chen Yao is Chen Wanrou's distant cousin, and her blood relation to the current royal family is even closer, making her a princess... And she's so beautiful, it's okay if her spiritual root is just a little bit lacking...

Having convinced himself, Yang Yunzhi remained silent. Han Cheng, the only one among the five with a low-grade spiritual root, breathed a sigh of relief.

It should be understood that once a superior spiritual root enters a sect, one is basically on the verge of establishing a foundation, with a lifespan of four to five Jiazi (60 years), comparable to a secular dynasty.

If it weren't for the fact that young people are too proud to admit their mistakes, he would have already shamelessly flattered them.

The others fell silent, and the room returned to quiet... Only Wang Xuan glanced at the girl who had spoken with a strange look in his eyes, feeling somewhat puzzled.

The group of five had known each other for over a month, and they traveled together from the prefecture to the sect.

He knew Chen Yao somewhat; although she had a delicate face and elegant manners, she never hid her haughtiness as a young lady from a wealthy family.

Compared to Chen Wanrou's generosity, politeness, and aloofness, Chen Yao is a typical aristocrat.

But in the last two days, for some reason, the other person's personality suddenly changed drastically, completely deviating from their usual behavior.

His every move exuded a certain dignified air, instilling a sense of awe in boys and girls of his age.

However, Wang Xuan only glanced at it and didn't ask any further questions.

Whether it was a sudden epiphany or some other reason, it had nothing to do with him.

Having lived two lives, this was Wang Xuan's first encounter with the legendary art of immortal cultivation. He only wanted to get started as soon as possible and cultivate true immortal techniques.

……

The list was still being published mid-air.

As the number of people in the arena dwindled, Han Cheng unconsciously clenched his fists, and Wang Xuan beside him also became slightly nervous. Even Chen Wanrou and Yang Yunzhi, who possessed superior spiritual roots, lost their confidence.

There have been precedents of people with superior spiritual roots entering the second academy over the years, but if one fails to enter the first academy upon entering, things will not be so simple afterward.

After all, if top-grade spiritual roots are all placed in the outer sect, then there must be some significant flaw... Around them, a dozen or so young men and women from Tongzhou Prefecture also looked tense, afraid of missing a single word.

"Chen Wanrou, born into a noble family in the Chen Guoan Zhao Mansion, is exceptionally gifted."

"He was appointed as a preparatory inner disciple and entered the 88th courtyard of the Jia class."

"Yang Yunzhi, a scholar from the Anzhao Prefecture of Chen State, was born with exceptional talent."

"He was appointed as a preparatory inner disciple and entered the 89th courtyard of the Jia class."

"It's done...it's done!"

A short while later, the names of the two people were read out one after the other in mid-air, and both were listed in the first class.

Wang Xuan could even clearly hear the two people beside him breathe a sigh of relief one after the other, and Yang Yunzhi even shouted in a low voice, venting his joy at the realization that his hopes had been fulfilled.

The inner sect... It has to be said that two out of the five people have achieved this, a ratio that is extremely rare in this initiation ceremony.

"..."

"Wang Xuan, a scholar from the Anzhao Prefecture of Chen State, was born with a talent of the second rank."

"Issued as an outer disciple, and admitted to courtyard number 572 of the Yi class."

"..."

"Chen Yao, born into a noble family in Anzhao Prefecture of Chen State, is gifted with a talent of Grade B."

"Issued as an outer disciple, and admitted to courtyard number 573 of the Yi class."

"Phew—thank goodness."

The reading continued, but when Wang Xuan heard his own name, he let out a sigh of relief and felt a sense of relief.

Although he possessed a damaged Dao Fruit, he was confident that he would achieve great things even as a rogue cultivator. But if life had an easy mode, who would choose the difficult mode?

After calming down, Wang Xuan subconsciously glanced at the people around him.

Yang Yunzhi was overjoyed, Chen Wanrou smiled with pursed lips, her posture perfect; Han Cheng stared wide-eyed, his ears intently listening to every name coming from mid-air... Chen Yao, on the other hand, had an expression that was neither sad nor happy, it was hard to tell if she was dissatisfied with her status as an outer disciple.

"What's wrong? Is something the matter?"

Seemingly noticing Wang Xuan's gaze, Chen Yao's face remained calm.

It's just that when you compare it to her age, it makes you want to laugh for some reason.

"No, not at all... it's just that Junior Sister Chen doesn't seem very happy, which is worrying."

Suppressing his inner turmoil, Wang Xuan readily uttered a lie, his expression extremely earnest.

They were all twelve or thirteen-year-old boys and girls, and their calm and composed demeanor was quite interesting... But Chen Yao's delicate little face remained expressionless, and she only glanced at him indifferently.

"You don't need to worry about me."

Instead of worrying about me, you should worry about yourself.

"Throughout history, when immortal sects recruit disciples, righteous sects select the best, prioritizing aptitude. Limited resources are used to favor those with exceptional talent."

"You entered the outer sect of Nanhua with a mid-grade spiritual root, so you're at the bottom of the sect right from the start, only three points better than a menial disciple. Although this is a treatment that outside cultivators can only dream of, the competition is still fierce."

"Without reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, a cultivator's lifespan is limited by the amount of their innate essence, ending up with the lifespan of a mortal."

"The shortest is a hundred years or so, and the longest is no more than one hundred and fifty years."

"If you have even a little ambition, you shouldn't be complacent and leave yourself with nothing but regret a hundred years from now."

"..."

His teachings were profound yet simple, and Wang Xuan couldn't help but nod in approval.

But the next moment he realized, "I am an outer disciple with a mid-grade spiritual root, and you are not?"

However, as if she could see through his thoughts, Chen Yao turned her head away and stopped looking at him.

"We are different."

"The level of one's spiritual root can bind others, but it cannot bind me, because I am a true genius."

"In the future, I am destined to become a peerless genius, even achieving the highest level of alchemy and the great perfection of my primordial spirit!"

"The outer gate of Nanhua is just the starting point of my glorious life... but for you, it could very well be your whole life."

"Well……"

Speechless for a moment, Wang Xuan couldn't help but mentally examine his sea of ​​consciousness to confirm once again that he was the one with the cheat code.

Well, I wonder what kind of monsters and demons these "fellow villagers" I've met in this life are... Shaking his head slightly, Wang Xuan stopped thinking about it on the cobblestone square.

Regardless of Chen Yao's background, she doesn't seem like a dangerous person.

……

Not long after, the division of the academy was completely completed in front of the General Affairs Hall.

The sect's spirit boat descended from the sky, and the group of five parted ways from then on.

Chen Wanrou and Yang Yunzhi successfully entered the First Academy. If they do not commit any major offenses in a few years, they will officially enter the inner sect for cultivation and enjoy the third-level spiritual veins within the sect.

Wang Xuan and Chen Yao entered the second-tier academy. Only the most outstanding individuals had the opportunity to advance to the inner sect, while the rest could only remain in the outer sect.

Of course, the outer sect has produced Foundation Establishment cultivators before... but the proportion is really not as high as that of the inner sect.

As for Han Cheng, who was the least talented among them... he ultimately failed to stay.

In the world of cultivation, whether immortal or mortal, everyone possesses all five elements of spiritual roots.

However, a spiritual root strength below 10 points is basically equivalent to having none; it must be at least 11 points to be considered a true low-grade spiritual root.

Above that, 21-30 is mid-grade, 31-50 is high-grade, 51-80 is earth spirit root, and above that is heaven spirit root...

Although Han Cheng's highest level of Golden Spiritual Root is 19 points, which is close to the limit of Low-Grade Spiritual Root, he is considered a minor genius in the outside world, but this is, after all, the Nanhua Sect.

So after leaving behind the talisman and agreeing to contact each other in the future, Han Cheng could only leave with regret and return to his clan alone.

When Wang Xuan boarded the spirit boat and headed to the location of the Second Academy with the other disciples, only Chen Yao, his fellow villager, remained by his side.

This secular princess, whose personality had drastically changed, seemed to have no interest in flying whatsoever. Unlike the other disciples who crowded onto the deck of the spirit boat and exclaimed in amazement at the clouds beneath her feet, she returned to her room and did something, no one knew.

Standing at the bow of the boat, I felt a sense of openness and expansiveness.

Wang Xuan touched the "Moonlight" bracelet on his wrist, and a surge of heroic spirit welled up in his heart.

Using a spirit boat to fly is hardly a skill.

Having attained the Dao fruit, as long as he cultivates steadily and doesn't die prematurely... one day, he will be able to stand on the clouds and look down upon all living beings.

……

bang...

Chen Yao entered the cabin of the spirit boat.

He casually closed the door. This room was originally meant for six people, but the size of the spirit boat was limited, so they had to save space.

However, the room was empty at the moment, as most of the new disciples had gone to experience the dream of flying.

Leaning against the bed, Chen Yao's originally calm expression inexplicably revealed a touch of elegance.

Upon closer inspection, however, it appears more like an imitation. While it looks dignified and poised, it still betrays an underlying naiveté...

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With her hands clasped on her knees, a broken jade pendant was placed on the table. Her red lips were slightly pursed; if she weren't still young, she would probably be a beauty capable of captivating a nation.

But no one could see this scene... Only Chen Yao was alone, looking at the broken jade tablet on the table.

"Really... I never imagined that the old legend passed down in my family was actually true..."

"According to our genealogy, although our clan is now a mortal, our ancestors were once servants of ancient immortals and were once very powerful. However, with the passage of time, even Nascent Soul cultivators cannot escape death, and our once great clan has fallen into the mortal realm."

"Although the glory days are over, some things passed down from generation to generation have remained unknown and thus preserved."

"Take this for example—a jade tablet that contains an ancient immortal's great divine power, [the ability to foresee the future]."

Muttering to herself, Chen Yao reached out and stroked the jade pendant.

Just a few days ago, she accidentally fell and bumped into her fellow villager Wang Xuan, which somehow activated the jade pendant.

That's why she's changed these past few days.

"A single thought of divine power can span a thousand years... With a single divine power, one can simulate the future, granting the recipient complete knowledge—a power unimaginable even to a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"With everything about the future, I was like a great being reborn, and even my supernatural powers ensured the purity of my mind, preventing me from being assimilated by my future memories... It is truly the supreme law."

"It's a pity it can only be used once. Otherwise, who in the entire Southern Cliff cultivation world could compare to me?"

A hint of regret flashed in his eyes, but it vanished in an instant.

Chen Yao knew that even if the jade tablet could still be used, she wouldn't be able to use it. After all, even with unparalleled divine powers like [Predicting the Future], which were unpredictable in their might, they weren't truly invincible.

On one hand, given her mortal nature, enduring even one supernatural power was the limit she could manage within ten thousand years. On the other hand, in the eyes of ancient powerful beings, even a Nascent Soul cultivator was still just a mortal.

On the other hand, the simulation of the future by "predicting the future" is not without its errors. This is because there are many other entities in the world that are equally capable of interfering with its simulation.

Based on the information obtained the instant the supernatural power was used, its simulation could not be presented once it involved things like "innate spiritual roots", "true treasures of the Dao", or even the legendary "Dao fruit".

Although Chen Yao didn't recognize any of these terms, it didn't stop her from knowing their significance.

Therefore, it is quite normal for examples to appear ordinary in simulations but extraordinary in reality, as they may be influenced by the butterfly effect of this level of creation.

As for the possibility that she might be carrying a precious treasure? Let's not joke about that.

Chen Yao shook her head slightly, not believing that such a thing would happen.

It's normal for simulations to have discrepancies with reality, but once such a treasure appears, the ensuing struggle could be enough to destroy a continent and cause widespread suffering. The probability of that happening is countless times lower than being casually killed by a passing Nascent Soul cultivator while sitting at home.

No matter how you look at it, this is an absolutely impossible thing.

"call--"

"No matter what, now that I have this opportunity in this life, I cannot let it go to waste."

"Let's set a small goal first—to achieve the Dao of Divine Transformation and aspire to immortality!"

"Besides that, there's my fellow townsman... Although it's just a coincidence, without this coincidence, I might not have been able to trigger this opportunity."

"In the original future, I didn't have much of an impression of him. He probably died in the calamity eight or nine years later, or he survived by chance but lived in anonymity for the rest of his life."

"Now that I have a second chance, I will help him if I have the opportunity in the future, such as making him my sword attendant... As the saying goes, when one person attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven."

"And Chen Wanrou, in this life, I am the leader of the Three Immortals of Nanhua!"

No one knew what had happened here, but the twelve-year-old girl looked serious.

Silently making a vow, Chen Yao pursed her thin lips and added another requirement to herself.

"The path to becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator is still far off; I cannot afford to slacken my efforts."

"So before that... let's first sweep across the world, becoming invincible among our generation!"