Cultivating Immortality Through a Hundred Lifetimes: I Possess the Heavenly Book of Merit

Using his silk manipulation technique to change his appearance, Yu Yan quietly left Yunmeng Immortal City, blending into the crowd.

The procedures for leaving the city are very simple.

The steward of the Heavenly Palace merely glanced at his ordinary token, and after confirming that it was correct, he let him pass.

Yu Yan was even a little surprised. He had thought that the Lin family would set up a checkpoint here, but he didn't expect to have a smooth journey.

But on second thought, it makes sense. Since Lin Jiu chose to let them go, he wouldn't do anything overtly.

As for Lin Shi... that kid is too busy taking care of himself to have any time to worry about him.

The wooden boat slowly descended to the dock.

Yu Yan jumped onto the small boat, untied the mooring rope, and the boat slowly sailed into the vast sea with the current.

All around was a hazy mist, obscuring everything; only the faint sound of the boat's hull cutting through the water could be heard. Yu Yan sat cross-legged at the bow, channeling his spiritual energy into the small boat, gradually increasing its speed.

About an hour later, the fog gradually thinned, and a blurry shoreline appeared in the distance.

The small boat docked, and Yu Yan jumped onto the beach, glancing back at the scene. The fog had receded, and Yunmeng Immortal City was completely invisible, leaving only a vast expanse of sea.

The trip to the Immortal City was quite fruitful.

He turned around, took a deep breath, and strode forward.

On the shore are rolling mountains, covered with lush forests that block out the sun.

Yu Yan walked along the mountain path, his feet on soft fallen leaves that made a soft rustling sound as he stepped on them.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground. Birdsong drifted from afar, clear and melodious.

Everything was quiet, almost too quiet.

Yu Yan walked for a while, until there was no one else around, when suddenly a thought struck him.

wrong.

The feeling was strange, like someone was watching him, or like the cool breeze blowing across his neck. He didn't stop walking, but his divine sense quietly spread out, probing his surroundings.

There was nothing there.

Within a radius of a hundred feet, apart from birds, beasts, insects, and fish, there was no other living person.

Yu Yan frowned. Was it just his imagination?

He continued walking, but the feeling of being watched didn't disappear; instead, it grew stronger. It was as if a pair of eyes, hidden where he couldn't see, were intently watching his every move.

Yu Yan stopped in his tracks.

He stood still, without turning around, and slowly spoke:

"Brother, what brings you here?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet mountain forest.

no respond.

The only sounds were the rustling of leaves in the wind and the calls of birds in the distance.

Yu Yan frowned, but did not move.

He remained standing in the same spot, his back to the way he came, and spoke again in a calm tone:

"Since you're here, why hide? Come out and show yourself."

Still no response.

Is it just an illusion?

No, it's also possible that the other person thinks they're bluffing.

In that case, let's try again.

Yu Yan smiled, turned around, faced the deep forest, and spoke for the third time:

"Brother, aren't you tired after following me for so long? How about we come out and have a chat?"

His tone was casual, as if he was certain that someone was following him, but his mind was already focused on his storage bag, ready to run away at the slightest change.

After the third question was asked, the forest remained silent.

Is there really no one here?

Yu Yan sighed, shook his head, and made as if to turn and leave.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Young friend, please wait a moment."

The voice came from the forest, gentle, peaceful, and comforting.

Yu Yan paused, looking in the direction of the sound.

A figure slowly emerged from behind the tree.

He was a middle-aged man, extremely thin, almost dwarf.

He stood there, his head seemingly only reaching Yu Yan's waist. He wore a faded blue robe, had a thin face, and gentle eyes. At first glance, he looked like a poor, pedantic schoolteacher.

But the moment Yu Yan's gaze fell on him, his heart sank to the bottom.

The man made no attempt to conceal his aura, openly displaying his cultivation level to Yu Yan, intending to give him a warning.

Foundation building period.

He is definitely a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.

The oppressive aura was so tangible that, when deliberately released, it made Yu Yan feel suffocated simply by the fact that the other party was just standing there.

He felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it difficult to even breathe.

Yu Yan forced himself to remain calm, his face expressionless, and cupped his hands in greeting:

"This junior greets you, senior. May I ask what brings you with you on this journey?"

The middle-aged man smiled, a gentle and harmless smile, even somewhat naive. He took a step forward, looked up at Yu Yan, and said:

"I'd like to make a deal with you, sir."

Brother?

Yu Yan's eyes twitched slightly.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator addresses himself, a Qi Refining cultivator, as "Brother Ren"?

His meager Qi Refining skills were naturally beneath the notice of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

What did the other party see in me?

"etc."

Yu Yan seemed to have thought of something, narrowed his eyes, and carefully examined the person in front of him, realizing who this person was.

Isn't this the same person who sold the Elixir of Rejuvenation in Baicao Lane before?

Although the other person's face was covered at the time, their peculiar figure was still unforgettable.

When did Foundation Establishment cultivators need to make a living by setting up stalls?

Moreover, they were selling low-grade pills like the Rejuvenation Pill.

Then there's only one possibility.

Yu Yan didn't rush to speak, but simply looked at the other person quietly, his gaze sweeping over the slender figure, a smile appearing on his face.

"Senior, it seems you acquired your cultivation level quite easily."

The person opposite him froze, realizing that Yu Yan had seen through his disguise, so he simply confessed frankly.

To be honest, it's a shame I was seen through so quickly; wasn't my disguise terrible?

He thought he had done a pretty good job of pretending, so how come he was seen through so quickly?

"Good eye, little one."

He sighed, and the oppressive aura emanating from him receded like a tide, disappearing completely in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the oppressive feeling disappeared, Yu Yan immediately felt that his breathing was much easier. Looking at the other party's cultivation level, it was already hazy and unclear.

The middle-aged man reached into his pocket and took out a jade pendant, weighing it in his hand:

"A top-grade first-tier magic artifact, the Imitation Power Pendant. Wearing it allows you to simulate the aura of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, perfect for intimidating people. How about it, pretty realistic, right?"

Yu Yan nodded: "It is indeed true. If you hadn't revealed a flaw, I would have been fooled today."

The middle-aged man laughed and casually tossed the jade pendant into Yu Yan's hand.

"Since you've seen through me, there's no point in keeping this. You can have it."

Yu Yan caught the jade pendant, somewhat surprised.

"Senior, what is this...?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Don't call me senior, it sounds awkward. My surname is Gu, my given name is Cheng, I'm at the ninth level of Qi Refining, a rogue cultivator. I'm a few years older than you, just call me Old Gu."

He paused, his gaze fixed intently on Yu Yan:

"I don't have any special skills, but I have a lot of connections and know a lot of people. Magical artifacts, elixirs, talismans—whatever you want to buy, I have a way to get it, and at a lower price than the market price. How about it, interested in cooperating?"