I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

“No!”

“There’s a problem!”

“This isn’t normal!”

Zhou Yi suddenly leapt up and began pacing back and forth, muttering to himself.

“I could let it slide with Sun Changsheng being a busybody and transmitting the Dao, but Yang Xuan is far from ordinary. The fact that he is even involved with the ancient witch tribe, I always felt like there’s something dirty secretly plotting against me!”

Yang Xuan stimulated the bloodline of the witch tribe with his qi-blood martial way, which indeed had some connection to Zhou Yi when traced back to its origin.

“Behind every coincidence, there’s bound to be a long-premeditated scheme!”

Zhou Yi subconsciously took out his divination cylinder and used up two thousand years of his lifespan to cast the Heaven-Ending Technique.

A Heavenly Monarch’s two thousand years of lifespan, when converted to that of a human immortal, would amount to five hundred. With such divination of the heavenly secrets, theoretically nothing under a True Immortal should be undiscernible!

Radiance shone, supremely auspicious!

“What the hell is this Heaven-Ending Technique? Such divination feels so damn fake… Heavens’ secrets!”

Zhou Yi suddenly looked up, his eyes gleaming with divine light, piercing through layers of stone to gaze upon the sky.

“The witch tribe of legend, not even recorded in the scriptures of the Three Teachings. The only one who might know of them in this world is perhaps… the Lord of Heaven?”

Those who cultivate immortality, whether they follow or defy, all agree on the concept of destiny.

The Lord of Heaven represents the embodiment of destiny, an appellation for beings of other kinds, and is in fact not referring to a specific person. It is the interweaving of the Dao and its principles, forming the preordained destiny.

Zhou Yi’s expression changed for a long time before a sense of crisis abruptly arose within him.

For ten thousand years, from a jailer in the celestial prison to a Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarch, what he relied on was the Longevity Dao Fruit.

To Zhou Yi, what Sect-Defending Supreme Treasures and what Divine Skills, they were all trivial; as long as he had the Dao Fruit by his side, everything else was within easy reach.

“I’ve concealed myself for ten thousand years, and no one has been able to break it, but…”

Zhou Yi quietly stared at the firmament, no matter how he changed his appearance or name, to the Lord of Heaven he was always the same person.

Even if the Lord of Heaven could not pry into the secrets of the Longevity Dao Fruit, he could still perceive the unusual age of Zhou Yi, and then, following some heavenly law, incidents would occur that seemed random but were actually predetermined.

“It used to not be so coincidental. Could it be that my strength is still not strong enough?”

Zhou Yi retracted his gaze. When the Lord of Heaven finds fault with you, he must be seeking something.

“Niu’er, send a message to Sun Changsheng and Yang Xuan, invite them to a banquet at Mo Cloud Cave!”

Moo!

The ox responded in a low voice. It had felt its immortal master remain indifferent for ten thousand years, but now his mood seemed to change, and it didn’t know why he was anxious.

Several days later.

Two streaks of escaping light descended one after the other.

Sun Changsheng looked at Yang Xuan and expressed surprise, “Junior brother has actually achieved Core Formation; your cultivation speed isn’t bad at all!”

“It’s rapid at the outset but slows down later on.”

Following the teachings of the Witch God, Yang Xuan’s cultivation was varied and extensive. During his seclusion on Peach Mountain, he started from the beginning in his understanding of the Immortal Dao.

The Spirit Root can attract Spiritual Energy and is the foundation of cultivation, whereas Yang Xuan directly consumed Spiritual Medicine, forcibly refining them with brute strength. In just over three hundred years, he had undergone tribulation and solidified his core.

They entered the cave.

Upon seeing the stone table on all four sides, Zhou Yi and the ox were seated to the left and right.

“Second Brother, Brother Xuan, try this eight thousand year old brew!”

Zhou Yi broke the seal, filling the air with rich fragrance, and saw the Spiritual Wine within shining like jade and amber.

“Such a fine wine, even heaven does not have it.”

Once seated, Sun Changsheng introduced, “Junior brother, this is the apprentice my teacher took on my behalf, Yang Xuan. In the future when we’re dead, we’ll be like brothers, dominating heaven and earth invincibly!”

Zhou Yi, struggling to contain his anger, smiled and said, “So why not call him fourth brother?”

“That would be fitting.”

Yang Xuan clasped his hands and said, “Greetings third brother, second brother, and big brother! Back when my parents and I lived in seclusion on Qingyun Mountain, if it weren’t for the care of big brother and third brother, I might have been taken by a Demon Head on the road.”

Zhou Yi feigned surprise and pretended to remember after a moment, then said.

“About one thousand five hundred years ago, a couple came to the foot of the mountain. I happened to exit my retreat and used my magic to blast that Demon Head to death. Could it be that they were your parents, fourth brother?”

“Thank you, third brother.”

Yang Xuan quickly stood up to bow in gratitude, saying, “My father and mother often mention this matter with great thanks. Today, knowing my benefactor, I am overwhelmed with gratitude!”

“This truly is fate!”

Zhou Yi hurriedly helped Yang Xuan up, wishing he could smack himself in the face, and made a note to meddle less in the future.

Doing good deeds does not necessarily bring good returns; as long as the Lord of Heaven doesn’t want you to have a good time, even if you do ten thousand years of good deeds, your karma might actually increase to that of a thousand cows!

Seeing this, Sun Changsheng scratched his ears and cheeks in excitement.

“I, Old Sun, sought immortality with the help of Brother Niu, and fourth brother received my teachings. Third brother saved fourth brother’s parents. In the future, if third brother breaks through human immortality, should the Heavenly Court dare block the way, we won’t hesitate even to shatter the Divine Continent!”

Yang Xuan nodded, “It will be so!”

Zhou Yi’s lips twitched, knowing that associating with these two would certainly increase his karma.

Moo!

The ox quickly changed the subject, advising not to always talk about crushing the Heavenly Court and destroying the Divine Continent, as it sounded like a gathering of four demon heads. It then laughingly said.

“Our four brothers, three with Innate gifts as followers, and one from the ancient witch tribe, truly are marvelous!”

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, appreciating that the ox understood his heart. He poured Spiritual Wine for the four of them and took out various rare and seldom seen Spirit Fruits, continuing the conversation.

“Fourth brother, the tales of the witch tribe are but brief mentions in the scriptures. Could you enlighten us on why they perished?”

“This Old Sun knows it; it’s a hugely secretive matter…”

Sun Changsheng, not waiting for Yang Xuan to speak, eagerly showed off his knowledge but was also aware to cast a spell to shield against spying outsiders: “In ancient times, there were only the witch and demon tribes in this world…”

He then recounted the words of the Witch God, mentioning that the human race came from beyond the heavens, which was already shocking to hear.

Zhou Yi occasionally asked questions, learning that karma needs the Sect’s Supreme Treasure for suppression, that the Heavenly Pillar can be restored after it breaks, and that the Heavenly Dao has its cycle of operation.

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