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

Such opportunities are extremely rare, so Yu Yan naturally wanted to make the most of them.

He took the Spirit Gathering Pill back into the house, gently scraped off a layer of pill dust, and poured it into his mouth.

Instantly, a warm sensation rose from his abdomen, instantly replenishing the energy he had used to draw the talisman, with some energy even remaining.

Yu Yan quickly sat cross-legged and began to circulate his internal energy to refine it.

"It's much less potent than half a Yellow Dragon Pill, but this is just scraped-off pill fragments."

The Spirit Gathering Pill truly lives up to its reputation!

With this pill, he can definitely break through to the third level of Qi Refining!

He suppressed his excitement, divided the Spirit Gathering Pill into eight portions, and slowly swallowed the first portion...

At the same time, Qi Hao, covered in wounds, had just opened his prison food when he found a note tucked between the dishes.

He was startled and looked around. Seeing no one else around, he slowly opened it.

A small talisman was wrapped inside; Qi Hao didn't recognize it.

Looking at the note, the words written on it almost made him cry.

"The sect hasn't forgotten you, and the plan is proceeding smoothly. Here's a first-grade high-quality Shrinking Earth Talisman for you. You can escape after seven days. The sect will send someone to pick you up. Remember, it's from midnight onwards, seven days from now. Don't get the time wrong."

There were others in Po Jun Mansion who had infiltrated the area just like him, and they had already successfully stolen the runes from the spirit talisman tablet in the library.

Moreover, the other party has already made all the arrangements, so I no longer need to be locked up here, unable to see sunlight, feel spiritual energy, or cultivate. In fact, if this continues for too long, it may even affect my cultivation level.

He wanted to leave the prison and return to the Po Jun Mansion to cultivate.

For the past three years, he has been living in constant fear, building connections everywhere to facilitate his future actions.

But who would have thought that the group of people who used to surround him would now all go their separate ways for their own future? Even those who stayed behind did so only because they were too incompetent and relied on him, failing even the first round of assessments.

What surprised him even more was that the five spiritual roots that he had looked down on the most had actually surpassed him and even got the opportunity to enter the library.

Just then, Qi Hao received the mission from above to build the library.

Why not go all the way and cater to his desires to get his help, then kill him with a poison pill later?

Unfortunately, this guy was unyielding and even turned the tables on Qi Hao, sending him to jail.

"Having completed their task at this point, they must be the person who just entered the library."

"As far as I know, besides Yu Yan, there's also Fang Chang and Bai Tong."

Who could that person be?

While he was thinking, the note in Qi Hao's hand suddenly burst into flames, quickly turning everything to ashes.

He lifted his foot and wiped it, spreading the ashes evenly.

Tell Qinglu Daoren?

Don't be ridiculous. Do you think you'll gain your freedom just by telling the other person?

The other party might think I'm dishonest and didn't tell the truth from the beginning.

More severe torture may follow.

Moreover, his own family members were all in the Po Jun Mansion.

Although Qi Hao had lived here for three years, he never considered it his home.

He knew from the moment he was sent to the Luoxia Sect that he would never have any freedom again.

Only by returning to his sect and the Po Jun Mansion could he cultivate in peace without fear.

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The night was deep.

A stream of clear moonlight silently streamed through the window and into the room.

Half of Yu Yan's body was illuminated, his long hair was edged with a silvery sheen, and spiritual energy surged around him.

His eyes were tightly closed, but his breathing was steadily rising.

until that moment.

It's like breaking free from a cage, or water dripping on stone until it wears away.

The fluctuation of spiritual energy suddenly increased significantly.

He slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

I've finally reached the third level of Qi Refining!

Yu Yan beamed with joy, feeling the spiritual power within his body far exceeding what he had experienced before. He believed that this next-tier mid-grade talisman would be no match for him.

Looking down at the remaining portion of the Spirit Gathering Pill, Yu Yan carefully put it away.

This is truly a valuable resource; we absolutely cannot waste it.

He got out of bed and went to the table, picked up the talisman brush again, dipped it in cinnabar, and closed his eyes.

He picked up the pen, put it down, and swung it—all in one smooth motion.

The spiritual energy within my body was still being continuously drawn out, but this time I no longer felt like I was being drained dry.

Finally, with the last stroke, the runes on the entire talisman paper were completely connected.

hum-

White spiritual light flowed within it. Yu Yan sensed the spiritual power that was no longer abundant in his body, and then picked up the talisman on the table and examined it again and again.

Although there were many setbacks along the way, thankfully, we made it through.

"Next, you just need to focus on passing the assessment. At that time, you will no longer be an inner disciple, but a direct disciple."

Who would have thought that passing the inner sect assessment would lead to being accepted as a personal disciple by the peak master?

"If Erwa knew, he'd probably jump for joy."

Yu Yan gazed at the moonlight outside the window and murmured to himself.

I wonder how Er Gou is doing.

"Back then, they couldn't help me find a way to cultivate immortality without relying on spiritual roots. They originally wanted to meet me to settle our karmic debts, but unexpectedly, it caused me to develop inner demons, fail to establish my foundation, and suffer a cultivation deviation..."

"If he knew the truth about his older brother, he would be very happy."

Perhaps the inner demons will also dissipate from this point.

Unfortunately, Yu Yan cannot tell anyone about the "Book for a Hundred Generations".

This concerns his path to immortality; even the slightest leak could lead to greater danger.

He can't gamble.

Everyone says that the path of immortals is ruthless and selfishness is the norm. Yu Yan didn't understand this before, but now he has unknowingly embarked on this path and has no choice in his own destiny.

I hope everything goes well.

Yu Yan sighed softly and remained silent.

Time flew by, and soon it was time for the second round of assessments.

Yu Yan and the other disciples stood in front of the Spirit Talisman Tower again, waiting for the arrival of Daoist Qinglu.

Qi Hao's story only circulated among the upper echelons, so this group of people naturally didn't know about it.

But just as Yu Yan closed his eyes to rest, he heard Fang Chang ask loudly:

"By the way, I remember this number wasn't on the approved list. Is someone missing?"

This statement immediately aroused doubts among many people.

"Now that you mention it, it seems to be true."

However, that was clearly not what they were concerned about; they just wanted to strike up a conversation with this talisman genius.

"Senior Brother Fang is indeed very perceptive; I admire him greatly!"

"Senior Brother Fang, once you've entered the inner sect, don't forget the bond between fellow disciples."

Flattery doesn't require any effort; all you need to do is talk.

So everyone came over to strike up a conversation.

Fang Chang snorted coldly.

"You lack talent and are unwilling to work hard, so naturally you wouldn't notice that someone is missing."

"And you, fellow disciples? Do I even know you? Don't try to get close to me."

The smiles froze on their faces. The two disciples who had been flattering him earlier hadn't expected Fang Chang to be so cold-hearted. Even if he really looked down on him, he still had to put on a show.

They're not even going to act anymore.

So no one went over there to make a fool of themselves.

Bai Tong, on the other hand, was surrounded by many female disciples who seemed to be having a pleasant conversation. They occasionally let out a few silvery laughs, which attracted many male disciples to turn their heads frequently.

Yu Yan also noticed that many people were looking at him, but he was always serious and unapproachable, so naturally no one came to talk to him.

Finally, after a period of waiting, Daoist Qinglu appeared in mid-air.