I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Yang Xuan had a considerable understanding of the demon race’s choice; it wasn’t betrayal, but an act of survival.

Once a realm’s Spiritual Energy was scattered, the witch race lost the ability to break through their limits. But even so, with their naturally terrifying strength, they easily slaughtered beasts and remained the supreme ruler over all spirits.

The demon race evolved into beasts, declining from rulers to the witches’ food.

Such an outcome was worse than defecting to the enemy!

Yang Xuan asked, “After the human race ruled this realm, why is it so difficult to even break through to human immortality, let alone become a Golden Immortal?”

“Hmph!”

The statue seemed to feel that Yang Xuan bore no animosity toward the human or demon races and spoke coldly, “Do you think the invasion of the Mend Heaven Sect was for the expansion of their dominion?”

“They are thieves, robbers, stealing the world’s origin continuously through cultivation and ascension!”

Yang Xuan questioned, “What is the origin?”

“Every blade of grass, every leaf, every breath of air, every gust of wind in this world evolves from the origin, especially the Spiritual Energy that sustains cultivation.”

The statue explained, “Immortal cultivators refine vast amounts of Spiritual Energy and then head to the Immortal Realm. With each departure, this world’s origin depletes. As the origin runs dry, so does the upper limit for cultivation, falling from Golden Immortal to True Immortal, and then to human immortality, until even achieving Divinity Transformation becomes difficult!”

Yang Xuan expressed doubt, “Why not directly devour the world?”

The statue shook its head, “Each world is incredibly stable, beyond the capability of a Golden Immortal to refine. If not for the Heavenly Leak, even Hun Yuan would struggle to steal from it!”

Yang Xuan said, “Surely True Immortals can descend to this world, gather the Spiritual Energy, and take it en masse to the Immortal Realm?”

“Of course, otherwise why would the origin be escaping so swiftly?”

The statue spoke with hatred, “Those True Immortals plunder heaven and earth until it can no longer sustain them; only then do they leave this realm. Afterwards, they continue to steal through the method of ascension.”

Yang Xuan was startled; he never imagined that True Immortals and Buddhas, as spoken of in legends, could actually be a band of thieves.

Such a fall from grace stripped them of any remaining air of mystery!

“May I ask, predecessor, why do they steal the origin? Wouldn’t managing this realm well be more beneficial?”

“I do not know the specifics. The witch race has always lived in this world, never having contact with the outside, and is unclear about the reasons the Mend Heaven Sect loots the origin.”

The statue frowned, “I once slew a True Immortal and upon searching the immortal soul, it seemed to be related to merit and karma!”

Upon hearing about merit and karma, Yang Xuan further inquired, “Why would the ancestors of the witch and demon races die due to karma?”

“Karma requires a Supreme Treasure to suppress, otherwise it will attract divine punishment!”

The statue stated, “The two ancestors died from divine punishment—their souls scattered, without even a chance for reincarnation. It’s only because the Mend Heaven Sect has a Supreme Treasure to suppress it that they dare to wantonly plunder the origin. Otherwise, they would have been reduced to ash long ago!”

“I see.”

Yang Xuan had heard of the concept of suppressing fate and considered that karma might be similar, saying, “Nowadays, in order to ascend to the Immortal Realm, human immortals need to accumulate a great deal of merit. Does this have something to do with karma?”

“They can counterbalance each other, but it’s unrelated to ascension.”

The statue shook its head, “The Immortal Realm isn’t a dumping ground. Laden with karma, you can’t enter, but those who have accumulated deep merit are recognized as having been beneficial to the development of the world.”

Yang Xuan frowned, “Does the world have its own consciousness?”

“The Heavenly Dao is supremely fair; how could it have consciousness!”

The statue declared, “If the Heavenly Dao had consciousness, it would inevitably become a supreme Demon Head, destroying all living beings in the world. Then there would be no cultivators to steal its origin.”

“So-called refusal and permission are more like the Heavenly Dao’s operations—they are the way, the rationale, the order, and the program!”

Yang Xuan stood in contemplative silence for a while, as if enlightened.

Having listened to the statue today, he attained clearer insight into the origins of cultivation and learned of the existence of the Heavenly Dao, making his path ahead seem suddenly clear.

Many beings in this world knew only about cultivation, their minds set on ascending to immortality, ignorant of the true reason for ascending, wandering in confusion without understanding.

“Thank you for your guidance, elder. Once I leave, I will find ways to strengthen the witch race…”

“Stop!”

The statue immediately interrupted, “As the sole survivor of the witch race, you mustn’t take risks or seek revenge. Once you’re out, there’s just one thing you need to do.”

Yang Xuan felt a sigh of relief. Even with a senior brother to rely on, standing against the immortal path still seemed a slim chance of success, especially with the immense entity behind the Mend Heaven Sect.

“Please issue your command, elder.”

“Marry many wives and have lots of children.”

The statue sighed, “Actually, I now have some regrets. Had I not resisted so fiercely and instead joined the immortal ranks under the Mend Heaven Sect, they would not have sought our utter annihilation!”

Yang Xuan’s face flushed slightly; he had yet to experience the pleasures of women and spoke in a low voice.

“I will certainly try my best!”

“It’s not about trying, but a must.”

The statue huffed, “Don’t you think about being lazy, boy. The Witch God’s heart contains a curse, and only when the witch race’s progeny flourishes will it further integrate with you.”

“…”

Yang Xuan’s mouth twitched, suddenly regretting accepting the inheritance. Not only was he not human anymore, but he had also become a seed-sowing machine for his race!

“There’s another matter.”

The statue looked at the green-blue tree branch in its hand and said, “Although the demon race betrayed us, it did not prevent the witch race from destroying the Heavenly Pillar; this object is a remnant of the Heavenly Pillar.”

“Once you take it out, find a place to plant it, until it grows back into the Heavenly Pillar. Perhaps it can then completely seal the Heavenly Leak, putting an end to the loss of the origin.”

“With such merit, you will become the darling of the Heavenly Dao, and you might even break through to Witch God in this world!”

Yang Xuan took the branch, three to four feet long, continuously emanating a dense aura of wood essence, “Elder, how long will it take for the Heavenly Pillar to grow?”

“It will take, at the very least, a few million years?”

The statue’s voice wavered a bit, “It could also take tens of millions of years. You can use your talent to accelerate its growth…”

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