I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm - Chapter 78

Chapter 78: Chapter 75 The Great Demon King Attacks [Fourth Release, Seeking Monthly Passes]

Translator: 549690339

“Leave? Yang Yuanzi, that old codger, said the same thing to me! Why should I leave?”

Lu Yuanjun said in a deep voice, his eyes filled with unstoppable murderous intent at the mention of Yang Yuanzi.

Zhao Zhen sighed and said, “You see, even our own sect stands with Fang Wang, we can only hide. It’s frustrating, but there’s nothing we can do. It’s all the consequence of our choices. At least you’ve cultivated a Ghost Instrument, and I’ve at least set foot on the path to immortality. What does it matter if we retreat now?”

“Having been an emperor for so many years, I understand one thing well, when your power is not as strong as another’s, you can only endure in silence, even step back. It’s only important who laughs last.”

Speaking of this matter, his heart was indeed filled with mixed feelings.

He had speculated that Fang Wang was the Heaven Yuan Spirit Treasure, but he hadn’t expected it to be true. Moreover, Fang Wang had displayed a strength that could sweep through the Profound Heart Realm, meaning Fang Wang had already realized his potential, and Lu Yuanjun could no longer scheme against him.

Additionally, he felt a hint of relief that, despite Fang Wang being so powerful, he had not killed him. Could this indicate Fang Wang really was unaware?

If that was the case, why should he provoke Fang Wang?

“No! Absolutely not! Why should I give in? Is the Heaven Yuan Spirit Treasure definitely stronger than me? I have a supreme treasure, it’s not impossible for me to take him down! If I devour his soul, his talents will be nothing but tools for my use!”

Lu Yuanjun roared lowly, hysterical in his tone. He no longer had the usual gentle and sunny image; his face was full of resentment, hate, and greed.

Zhao Zhen frowned, sensing something was wrong with him.

Suddenly, Lu Yuanjun looked at him and sneered, “If not for your scheming, how would I have been exposed prematurely? Now that the Great Abyss Gate won’t accept me, since that’s the case, you will join me in overturning the Great Abyss Gate!”

Zhao Zhen stood up and said in a deep voice, “Have you lost your mind? The world is at peace now, the Nine Great Sects have ceased hostilities and reached an agreement, how can you alone overturn the Great Abyss Gate?”

Streams of black Ghost Qi began to emanate from Lu Yuanjun’s body, and a terrifying figure formed behind him. He smiled menacingly and said, “You think you know me well? I called you here today to end your overreaching life. You’re nothing but a dog that has earned my pity, daring to scheme against me, even advising me to flee? Ridiculous!”

Zhao Zhen’s face changed dramatically, and he turned to flee, but as soon as he did, he found himself unable to move. Strands of Ghost Qi like tentacles had wrapped around his limbs and waist, immobilizing him.

“A dog named emperor, do you know why my supreme treasure needs to absorb souls? I’ll have you watch as I overthrow the Great Abyss Gate and slay Fang Wang. I will make sure you have no hope of redemption, as you watch my pursuit of eternal life!”

Lu Yuanjun’s voice rang in Zhao Zhen’s ears, and he widened his eyes, now feeling Lu Yuanjun’s breath on him.

He glanced and saw, to his despair, that Lu Yuanjun was standing right behind him.

…

At noon, the weather was cool.

Fang Wang sat on a large rock by the lakeside, fishing, and called out boredly, “Brother Gu, stop practicing and come chat for a bit!”

Hearing this, Gu Tianxiong’s forehead bulged with veins as he stood on the surface of the lake, his eyes closed, and he yelled irritably, “God dammit, finish your Spiritual Refinement and scram, don’t distract me from practicing my sword!”

This situation had been going on for a month, and Gu Tianxiong greatly regretted having greeted Fang Wang a month ago; he should have just let the kid wander aimlessly.

Fang Wang yawned and said, “There’s always time to practice the sword, but one can’t cultivate all the time. We need to find some fun. A friend of mine said this, though I’ve forgotten who it was.”

Gu Tianxiong clenched his fists tightly, cursing the kid in his mind for teasing him.

Little did Gu Tianxiong know, Fang Wang truly had forgotten.

As Fang Wang fished, he reflected inwardly.

He was not sure who had spoken such profound truth, but it was right; he had cultivated arduously for four hundred years in the Heavenly Palace, nearly driving himself mad. Over the past month without any cultivation, just traveling around Sword Heaven Marsh, his state of mind had improved significantly.

Two words described it: exhilarating!

However, this state wouldn’t last too long; in three days, he’d have to resume his cultivation.

Cultivation is the foundation of a cultivator. It’s possible to relax from time to time, but one must never give up cultivation.

Just then, a gust of wind blew from the east, dispersing the thick mist over the lake. Startled, sword cultivators turned to look to see a group of cultivators flying from the horizon. They weren’t riding Flying Swords but flying directly through the air. They were dressed in exquisite clothes, revealing an extraordinary aura; clearly, they were not ordinary people.

Eighteen people in all, men and women alike, four of them carrying a palanquin, which piqued curiosity about the identity of the person inside.

“Tsk tsk, a group in the Spirit Elixir Realm carrying a palanquin for someone. Whose disciple must this be to carry such prestige?”

Fang Wang thought to himself. Xiao Zi suddenly burst out of the lake, diving into his arms, then poked out her head and whispered, “Master, there’s Demonic Qi, very fearsome Demonic Qi. It’s very likely a Great Demon King.”

Great Demon King?

An existence comparable to the Condensation Spirit Realm?

Fang Wang narrowed his eyes, staring at the palanquin.

The group quickly flew to the opposite side of the lake, where the four gently set down the palanquin. With his extraordinary vision, Fang Wang saw a man in black garments with an eerie demeanor step out from it.

The eerie man seemed to sense Fang Wang’s gaze and looked back in his direction. Fang Wang immediately retracted his gaze, not wanting trouble.

Gu Tianxiong approached Fang Wang, muttering, “Kid, be careful, stay away from that one across the lake. Something feels off.”

Fang Wang replied, “Indeed it’s off, but you’re the one who needs to be careful. Don’t always be so hotheaded.”

During this month alone, Gu Tianxiong had argued with other sword cultivators numerous times, often stepping in for others.

With many sword cultivators seeking the Sword Saint’s legacy, the crowd grew. Conflicts arose, and Gu Tianxiong, unable to stand those who bullied others with their cultivation level, often stepped forward.

Fang Wang suspected that the annihilation of the Gu Family was related to Gu Tianxiong causing trouble.

Now counting the years, it had been just under six years since the Gu Family was destroyed.

Zhou Xue didn’t specify an exact time.

Gu Tianxiong snorted and followed up, “I suspect they are from the Demon Race. There are many demons to the south of Grand Qi, especially those from overseas, which are countless. Often, Demon Kings transform to come ashore seeking immortal fate. Since the Sword Saint has returned from abroad, it might be the same for those demons.”

Fang Wang noticed the strange-looking man leading his eighteen followers along the lake shore.

He wasn’t worried that these demons would trouble the Sword Saint.

That day, when he had used the Qiankun Fan to shake the Sword Array of the Sword Saint, he knew how terrifying the Sword Saint was. He was definitely not someone that the strange-looking man could compare with.

Although the strange-looking man did give Fang Wang a sense of danger, he was far from being frightening enough to be considered on par with the Sword Saint.

Thus, Fang Wang chatted idly with Gu Tianxiong from time to time.

The other Sword Cultivators on the lake were also discussing the group of mysterious visitors.

By evening of that day, the group of mysterious visitors returned to the lakeshore opposite Fang Wang. They sat down to meditate and cultivate, not interacting with the other Sword Cultivators.

Three days later.

Fang Wang returned to the wooden bridge where he had been during the Spiritual Refinement period to cultivate. The attic’s main door was still closed, and he could sense Fang Hanyu’s aura; the inheritance process was still ongoing.

Once he started cultivating, time began to speed up for Fang Wang.

Days passed by.

And like that, another month went by.

“Come in,”

The voice of the Sword Saint entered Fang Wang’s ears, and what surprised him was that the Sword Saint used the Sound Transmission Technique, and his voice sounded extremely weary.

He immediately got up and went inside. Xiao Zi had been staying in his arms, frightened of the strange-looking man suspected to be the Great Demon King.

As he entered the great hall of the attic, Fang Wang casually closed the door behind him.

He saw Fang Hanyu lying flat on the ground, showing a pained expression, with mysterious energies fluctuating around him.

“Don’t worry, he has successfully inherited my Sword Qi and is currently undergoing Spiritual Refinement. It should take at most two more days for him to succeed,”

The Sword Saint said softly while meditating. At that moment, he looked much older; even his back was bent, and his body had thinned considerably.

Fang Wang took a step forward, asking with concern, “Senior, are you all right?”

The Sword Saint lifted his gaze toward him and said somberly, “The departure of the Sword Qi and Sword Intent from my body has also drained my vitality. I have at most seven days left to live.”

At these words, Fang Wang’s expression changed, and he frowned, asking, “Senior, is there any way to prolong your life?”

“Prolong life? Hehe… My time has come, and no medicine can save me. Your concern is enough for me. What I’m about to give you is the real reason I set up the Spiritual Refinement trap here.”

The Sword Saint said this while tremblingly lifting his right hand. A piece of red jade flew out from his sleeve, heading towards Fang Wang.

Fang Wang instinctively caught the jade and saw three characters inscribed on it.

Sword Sovereign of the Yellow Glyph!

Holding the jade, he could feel the strong Spiritual Power and prohibitions contained within, which made him extra cautious.

“I’ve finally found a successor. With this order, you will be the Sword Sovereign of the Yellow Glyph. Once you surpass the Condensation Spirit Realm, you can take this order and head overseas. It will guide you to your destination, where you can find immortal fate not available in Grand Qi. I was not talented enough and found this immortal fate too late, but you are different…”

The Sword Saint spoke weakly and suddenly burst into laughter, “Hahaha, Heaven Yuan Spirit Treasure… Chan’er, in the end, I win… My successor will surely be stronger than you, perhaps even aiming for the position of one of the twenty-four true immortals…”

He couldn’t help coughing due to laughing too hard.

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang felt he had gotten himself into something serious.

Was this the surprise Zhou Xue mentioned?

Immortal fate overseas?

And he has to surpass the Condensation Spirit Realm before he can go there?

After the Sword Saint stopped coughing, Fang Wang then asked, “Senior, what exactly is the origin of this order?”

“Senior? You may call me Master,” the Sword Saint said softly, looking at Fang Wang with expectant eyes.

Seeing this, Fang Wang kneeled halfway and said with a fist in palm, “Master, thank you for granting the inheritance to both of us!”

The Sword Saint showed a smile, saying, “Good! Very good! I, the Sword Saint, finally have a successor!”

“Good disciple, don’t ask anymore about this matter. Once you surpass the Condensation Spirit Realm and probe into this order with your divine sense, you will know everything. However, there is trouble now. A Great Demon King has come from overseas in pursuit, and he is after this Yellow Glyph Sword Sovereign Order,”

The Sword Saint’s smile faded, and his face turned serious.

Fang Wang narrowed his eyes and asked, “Is that Great Demon King your arch-enemy?”

The Sword Saint took a deep breath and said, “I know your cultivation is not low, and it must be above the Spiritual Refinement Realm, which means you possess a dual-life spirit treasure, but you must not be his enemy. The Great Demon King is comparable to the Condensation Spirit Realm and is definitely not someone you can provoke now. Once Yu Han wakes up, you should take him and leave.”

Yu Han, the alias of Fang Hanyu.