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

A few rays of sunlight peeked through the cracks in the window, revealing a lot of dust floating in the air, which drifted aimlessly and landed on the books in front of Yu Yan.

He sat in a corner of the library, almost lying on the wooden table, with a lot of messy scraps of paper scattered around him.

"How long has he been sitting here?"

"It's been seven days, hasn't it?"

Many inner disciples were leaning over the bookshelves, peering at Yu Yan through the gaps between the books.

They watched while whispering among themselves.

"Researching talismans?"

"Yes, it was personally approved by the Peak Master. This place was specially opened for him. The treatment he received is truly exceptional."

"Well, what can you do when someone is a direct disciple?"

"Tch, a personal disciple? I've never seen a personal disciple whose cultivation is lower than mine. I usually have to bow to him when I see him, it's really awkward."

"With Senior Brother Kong dead, Senior Brother Yu is now the Peak Master's only disciple. Do you think Senior Brother Yu will inherit Yuanfu Peak and become the Peak Master in the future?"

"What?!"

One disciple reacted strongly to this statement, quietly raising his voice, and was immediately met with a stare from the steward.

"If you spent your contribution points just to come in and spout nonsense, then I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to leave."

The deacon glared at them coldly, and seeing that they remained unchanged after apologizing, he waved his hand and blasted them out.

"How can someone with only five spiritual roots be the peak master? I'll be the first to object."

"That's just what I was saying, why are you so agitated, Senior Brother? Besides, to become a peak master, one must have Foundation Establishment cultivation. Even if Senior Brother Yu has some talent in talismanic arts, breaking through to Foundation Establishment would be as difficult as ascending to heaven..."

"Hmph, no matter what, even if Senior Brother Kong is gone, it's not Yu Yan's turn to take over!"

"Alright, alright, how can you talk to Senior Brother Yu like that? Let's go."

……

As the noise faded into the distance, Yu Yan slowly opened his eyes, watched the talisman in his hand glow with spiritual light, gently put it away, and let out a long breath.

Seven days, a full seven days, and I finally learned and improved the Yin-Yang Tonghui Fu.

Its efficacy has not only been enhanced, but its duration has also increased from one day to seven days.

Based on the level of spiritual energy contained and compressed, it is already comparable to a mid-grade first-tier talisman.

It was not in vain that Yu Yan used the extra merit gained from his reincarnation to raise his comprehension to thirty.

It's unclear who leaked the news about Senior Brother Kong's sword formation talisman.

As a result, many disciples thought that Yu Yan was studying the sword formation talisman left by Senior Brother Kong, hoping to inherit it from him. Therefore, they had some reservations, believing that his cultivation level was not high enough.

Although Qinglu Daoren claimed that this was only Senior Brother Kong's own idea and had nothing to do with the Young Peak Master, the rumors still inevitably spread.

I personally passed on my knowledge and intend to succeed the young peak master!

Countless disciples spared no expense in spending contribution points to enter the library, just to see what changes had occurred in this disciple with five spiritual roots, who was even considering taking over Senior Brother Kong's position.

Yu Yan, however, remained completely unaffected and continued to bury himself in studying Chai Yunjun's Yin-Yang Tonghui Talisman.

Firstly, my current physical condition is inseparable from such talismans; secondly, it is because of what Qinglu Daoren said before.

The spirit tablet is imbued with spirit; it requires a talisman not recorded in its inscription to be drawn on it before it will fully open to visitors.

Yu Yan had such a talisman in his possession; isn't that a coincidence?

With the grand competition of a hundred arts about to begin, how could he possibly miss such a wonderful opportunity?

So he immediately asked Qinglu Daoist to let him stay in the library for a few more days so that he could study the talismans left by his senior brother Kong.

However, the news was unexpectedly leaked, causing quite a stir.

But none of this mattered to Yu Yan.

The important thing is that he can now try it on the spirit talisman tablet.

What does the Spirit Talisman Stele look like in its entirety?

"Brother Yu!"

A familiar voice came from behind him, and Yu Yan knew who was calling him without even looking.

"Senior Sister Wei, it's been a long time."

Indeed, the person who came was Wei Jing, the daughter of Daoist Qinglu.

She was also sent out on a mission back then, and judging by the time, she should have returned long ago.

Wei Jing walked over casually, put her arm around Yu Yan's shoulder as if they were old friends, and kept glancing at the table.

"So, what's the story? You've been in seclusion in this library for seven days. Has Senior Brother Kong made any progress in his research on talismans?"

Yu Yan tried to break free from Wei Jing's embrace, but the senior sister was quite strong, so he didn't bother to resist, shook his head, and told her the truth.

"The talismans left by my senior brother are too complicated. How can I learn anything in just seven days?"

"only……"

"Just what?"

Yu Yan glanced at her.

"I just don't know how the other fellow disciples found out about this?"

"Oh? Haha, you mean this? Indeed, how did the others find out about it?"

Wei Jing's eyes darted around, and the pressure on her arm loosened slightly.

Yes, it's hard to guess who said it.

Yu Yan didn't speak, he just looked at her quietly.

"Hehehe, okay, I admit it, it was me."

"But I really didn't expect the other disciples to react so strongly."

"Isn't it enough that I apologize to you?"

Wei Jing feigned grievance, looking pitiful, as if she was about to burst into tears at any moment.

This senior sister is quite the drama queen; if you didn't know her true nature, you wouldn't be moved by her performance.

However, the rumors and gossip had nothing to do with Yu Yan. No matter what Wei Jing's motives were, they had no effect on him at all.

Yu Yan nodded, assuming he had forgiven Wei Jing, and took the opportunity to throw her arm away.

"Senior sister, is there anything else?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I just came to check on you. As long as you don't blame me, haha."

Wei Jing waved her hand and glanced at the various discarded talismans on the table.

"How long are you going to stay in seclusion in this library? You don't intend to thoroughly study the talismans left behind by Senior Brother Kong, do you?"

Yu Yan glanced at the spirit talisman tablet behind the other person, ignored the other person's subtle movements, and said softly:

"It's almost done. I'm a little unwilling to give up and want to try again. If I fail again, I'll leave."

"oh."

Wei Jing nodded, seemingly relieved.

"So, I'm leaving?"

"Okay, goodbye, senior sister."

She walked to the door, glanced back at her smiling junior brother Yu, sighed silently, and turned to leave the library.

"Are you relieved now?"

The sound behind her startled Wei Jing.

"Father, what are you saying? My junior brother is safe and sound, of course I'm relieved."

"Hmph~"

Master Qinglu smiled, summoned his flying sword, and gestured for his daughter to go up.

With a hand seal, the father and daughter flew into the wind.

"As your father, do you think I don't know what you're thinking?"

Wei Jing lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong, and pursed her lips without saying a word.

"Shang Ji left, and you felt that the position of peak master would fall to the only direct disciple, Yu Yan, and you were dissatisfied, so you deliberately stirred up public opinion, trying to make me change the previous rule that 'only direct disciples can be selected as peak masters,' right?"

Wei Jing remained silent, so the Taoist priest Qinglu continued:

"Don't worry, Yu Yan's situation is different from the past. From the beginning, I decided to select the peak master from among all the inner disciples and personal disciples."

"You also have a chance to take my place."

A biting wind blew through the air, howling past. But Qinglu Daoist stood in front, dispelling all the cold and protecting Wei Jing behind him.

"What a pity, your senior brother Kong..."

The sound was barely out of his mouth before it was swept away.

Wei Jing tilted her head, not hearing clearly, as if it were just her imagination.