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

Above the edge of the Feng Kingdom's cultivation world, the clouds were pushed open by a wave of air, surging to both sides.

The birds that were coming from the front were startled and stopped in their tracks, scrambling to get away.

Yu Yan remained seated cross-legged in the cultivation room, his eyes closed, his sleeves fluttering, his hands forming hand seals. Countless spirit stones scattered around him, leaving the room dim and devoid of spiritual energy.

Three days have passed since they left the Luoxia Sect.

The spirit ship flew non-stop for three days and three nights before finally arriving at the border of Feng Kingdom.

During this time, some people kept sighing, some complained, and some were completely despondent.

However, some disciples were more optimistic, encouraging themselves by saying that it was just a change of environment for cultivation, and they became happier and happier as they talked, as if they believed it themselves.

Tian Erwa is a representative figure of the latter type.

He's not exactly heartless, it's just his personality; he adapts to new environments quickly.

However, it is precisely these kinds of people who can survive amidst change, and even when they are sad, they can control their emotions and continue their spiritual practice.

But Yu Yan does not belong to this type of person.

He just sees things a little more clearly.

In many ways, Luoxia Sect is inferior to Pojun Mansion, and even Hongye Valley's strength is not as good.

This situation lasted for many years. Before the secret realm appeared, everyone lived in peace and harmony.

However, once the secret realm appears and the various parties begin to compete for it, this delicate balance is broken.

Hongye Valley was self-aware and withdrew early on, making Luoxia Sect a thorn in the side of Pojun Mansion.

Countless people lost their lives in the secret realm, and the entire sect was gambled away, losing to others.

Unable to return to their sect, they were forced to leave, leaving their homes and families behind, facing an uncertain future and leading a life of wandering and hardship.

All of this is simply due to a lack of strength.

Inside the secret chamber, Yu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and the barrier within his body shattered as if it were glass.

Snapped--

A clear sound, a flash of inspiration.

As if enlightened, his spiritual power surged, and after a moment of struggle, it burst forth as if breaking through the earth.

"call--"

Yu Yan silently exhaled, a smile appearing on his face.

I've finally broken through to the fourth level of Qi Refining!

In his previous life, he struggled to become an immortal, but all his efforts were in vain.

In this life, I focused wholeheartedly on drawing talismans and cultivating my skills. After going through countless hardships, I finally reached the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

Five spiritual roots? So what? You can still break through to the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

Not only does he aim for the mid-stage of Qi Refining, but he also wants to break through to the late-stage of Qi Refining and even Foundation Establishment!

Yu Yan could hardly contain his joy, and even with his composure, it took him a long time to regain his composure.

After tidying up the discarded spirit stones in the room, he left the cultivation room and came to the outside of Qinglu Daoist's room.

Before I even knocked, I heard the other person's voice.

"The door's unlocked, come in."

Pushing open the door, Qinglu Daoist was sitting cross-legged on a futon, slowly opening his eyes and lingering on Yu Yan for a moment.

"You've reached the fourth level of Qi Refining?"

Yu Yan nodded.

The other person's storage pouch flashed, and a scroll was handed out.

"This is the method from the fourth level of Qi Refining in the Lingfu Scripture all the way to Foundation Establishment. Take it."

Seeing Yu Yan's joyful expression, Daoist Qinglu hesitated to speak.

He didn't know if his disciple with five spiritual roots could break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

After leaving the sect, cultivation will no longer be supported by spiritual veins, and from now on, one can only rely on spirit stones to improve one's cultivation level.

With the Purification Pill to purify spiritual root aptitude, there should be no major barriers in the mid-stage of Qi Refining, and one can even try in the late-stage of Qi Refining.

But speaking of foundation building—

The chances are slim.

Moreover, even though they have now reached the border of Feng Kingdom, Qinglu Daoist always felt that things were not so simple.

For some reason, I always felt a vague unease in my heart.

He tried hard to recall if there was anything wrong with his memory, but he couldn't figure it out at all.

Therefore, we can only offer the following advice:

"Yu Yan, we're about to leave Feng Kingdom. It's good to focus on cultivation, but you still need to be careful."

Yu Yan was slightly taken aback and looked up at his master.

You mean...

"I'm not sure either, but I have a feeling of unease, so I'm just reminding you so that you don't panic if a real crisis occurs."

"Yes, disciple understands."

"Okay, go ahead."

"Master, this disciple takes his leave."

Yu Yan bowed respectfully and left, seemingly lost in thought.

"As initially planned, a major reason the sect leader separated his personal disciples from the other disciples was his fear that the Po Jun Mansion might ambush them on the road, preventing them from being wiped out in one fell swoop."

"However, with Bai Yanlang added as an uncertain factor, the inner and outer disciples have practically become bait to lure away the Po Jun Mansion. This is entirely to ensure the safe evacuation of the sect's direct disciples."

Using most of the disciples as bait was a last resort.

After all, the people from Po Jun Mansion aren't stupid. Seeing that the number of people was small and the situation was not right, they would definitely know that other disciples from Luo Xia Sect had run in other directions. At that time, none of them would be able to escape.

The current situation is almost the best outcome that the Ancestor and the Sect Master had envisioned.

But where does Qinglu Daoren's concern come from?

Once someone reaches the Foundation Establishment stage like him, they are meticulous and their spiritual sense can examine their entire body. They generally do not experience uncontrollable unease.

"Brother Yu!"

Just as he was pondering, someone interrupted him. He looked up and saw Tian Erwa, whose smile had returned to his face in the past few days.

He waved excitedly, ran over in two strides, and pulled out a long sword from behind him as if by magic.

"I promised to forge a magic weapon for you. I had already finished it during the competition, but I was too anxious and excited when we met before, and I forgot about it for a moment."

As he spoke, he scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly a few times.

"My skill level isn't particularly high yet, far from matching Master's, but this is the best magical artifact I can craft. Please don't look down on it."

Yu Yan gripped the sword hilt; its length and thickness were just right, and even its weight was extremely suitable.

More importantly, his silk manipulation technique can be applied to it, allowing him to control this magical artifact and unleash flying swords without using his divine sense.

"Unfortunately, my current spiritual strength is too weak to manipulate magical artifacts out of thin air; otherwise, I wouldn't need the Silk Manipulation Technique to control them."

Moreover, there are some smooth steel patterns on the sword, which occupy the main nodes of the flow of spiritual power in the magic weapon. There are some blank spaces in them, which is obviously because Tian Erwa considered that Yu Yan might inscribe runes on it.

"Erwa, it's been three years. I didn't expect you to have become so capable."

"Haha, not at all, it was actually my master and fellow disciples who took care of me..."

As Tian Erwa was speaking, he saw Yu Yan pause, his expression instantly turning serious.

He turned his head, followed the gaze, and froze on the spot.

The sky ahead was suddenly lowered by dark clouds, the black spirit ship was suspended in mid-air, and the black dragon flag at the top was being blown about by the strong wind.

Around the spirit ship, there were many figures, their entire bodies covered by black robes, so their exact number could not be seen.

As a streak of purple lightning flashed across the sky, they realized that countless evil cultivators had surrounded them.

Qinglu Daoren's intuition was correct.

Despite their meticulous planning, they were ultimately discovered by the Po Jun Mansion.

The Black Dragon Bandits seem to have been lying in ambush here for quite some time.