I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm - Chapter 93

Chapter 93: Chapter 90: Yin Yang Xuan Ming Zhen Gong, The Appearance of an Immortal Fate

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Facing Fang Wang’s inquiry, Zhou Xue answered without opening her eyes, calmly saying, “I just don’t want to bother with them. Even if I say I won’t marry in this lifetime, they probably won’t be at ease. It’s better to set an engagement now, anyway. Since both of us need to concentrate on cultivating, this identity won’t affect much. Of course, if you’re concerned about that junior sister, you can refuse.”

Fang Wang pondered for a moment, then said, “I also dread the hassle and don’t want to marry or have children. I just wish to cultivate. Let’s just set the engagement to get it over with.”

“Mhm.”

Zhou Xue acknowledged with a sound, and seeing that she didn’t wish to continue speaking, Fang Wang stopped bothering her and turned to leave.

After leaving the cave dwelling, Fang Wang flew towards the peak of the third vein.

“Master, didn’t Tu Caiyi say earlier that Zhou Xue is the disciple of the Demon Monarch? Since when does a master follow the arrangements of their disciple? Could there be some deceit?” Xiao Zi curled up in Fang Wang’s embrace, asking through the Sound Transmission Technique.

Fang Wang replied using the Sound Transmission Technique, “Who knows? Just pretend you didn’t hear anything about it.”

Demon Monarch?

That’s somewhat interesting.

Carefully considering, the Jin Xiao Sect appeared at around the same time as he began cultivating.

And coincidentally, the Demon Monarch is a woman…

Why would someone reborn need to take a master?

Joining the Great Abyss Gate was for resources; what about joining the Jin Xiao Sect?

Moreover, Zhou Xue was able to mobilize Cao Ran and Tu Caiyi, the two Guardian Kings. Her status doesn’t seem as simple as just being a disciple of the Demon Monarch.

The Demon Monarch let Lu Yuanjun go for the sake of a Ghost Instrument, but why spare Yang Yuanzi?

Fang Wang had a bold guess in his mind before, but he didn’t directly ask. Some things are better left unsaid. With the existence of the Jin Xiao Sect, the Fang Family could also be safer.

After so many events, Fang Wang trusted Zhou Xue. If a person trusts no one, how sad that would be, showing they have no judgment. Even if Zhou Xue had any schemes, why bother with such an elaborate plan when there would be plenty of ways to control him from early on?

Of course, Fang Wang had to remain cautious. He could trust others, but the person he must trust the most has to be himself.

He must cultivate diligently to keep growing at a steady pace, always keeping an ace up his sleeve. That’s the real confidence to face any crisis!

Soon enough.

Fang Wang arrived at the peak of the third vein, landed in front of Qingxin Hall, bent at the waist to bow, and said, “Disciple has come to see Master!”

Fortunately, no disciples were cleaning the plaza in front of Qingxin Hall, saving him some trouble.

This time back, he could feel that the Great Abyss Gate was still in mourning, with each vein becoming more desolate and bleak than before.

The doors of Qingxin Hall opened.

Fang Wang walked straight in, and upon entering, saw Yang Yuanzi meditating. His face was pale, his lips dry, lacking his usual vitality.

Seeing Fang Wang return, Yang Yuanzi smiled and said, “Disciple, you’ve finally returned. You have truly made your master proud!”

Seeing Fang Wang, Yang Yuanzi was genuinely happy.

He began incessantly praising Fang Wang’s performance, to which Fang Wang could only respond modestly.

After a while, Fang Wang found an opportunity to ask, “Master, are you injured?”

Yang Yuanzi nodded, “Injured by a Demonic Cultivator, but not fatally. Don’t worry about me. As for the calamity the Great Abyss Gate has faced, don’t dwell on it. You just focus on your cultivation. With your talent, reaching the Condensation Spirit Realm is not difficult. Once you step into the Condensation Spirit Realm, you’ll be the one calling the shots in the Grand Qi Cultivation Realm. No need for any further concerns.”

His voice sounded weary, and his smile became forced.

Fang Wang saw he was deliberately hiding matters regarding Lu Yuanjun, so he knew he intended to save Lu Yuanjun’s life.

Once the Ghost Instrument was revealed, all the wrongdoings Lu Yuanjun had committed couldn’t remain hidden. Yang Yuanzi might even know about the near-annihilation of Fang Wang’s entire family by Lu Yuanjun’s minions.

Knowing this made Fang Wang uncomfortable, but Yang Yuanzi was his master, and he couldn’t hold his master accountable.

The master and disciple continued their conversation, which was mostly Yang Yuanzi instructing him on how to be a great disciple of the Great Abyss Gate, though the atmosphere wasn’t as enthusiastic as before.

“By the way, Master, about the transformation of Grand Qi into a Cultivation Dynasty, how much do you know? How can it be successful? Must the common people be used to extract Spirit Veins?” Fang Wang asked.

He hadn’t forgotten about his grandfather’s matters.

Yang Yuanzi replied, “I don’t know much either. The Qi Dynasty indeed conscripted the common people to help mine the Spirit Veins, and the Nine Great Sects are arranging Formations. It will take many years. Once successful, the land where Grand Qi lies will experience a surge of Spiritual Energy, and the number of Cultivators will surely double. The Condensation Spirit Realm might no longer be the summit of the Grand Qi Cultivation Realm.”

He paused for a moment, then said earnestly, “The process is long and arduous, involves complex strata, and there’s always a dark side to it. Sacrificing one generation for the success of myriad future ones is also worthwhile.”

Fang Wang found these words quite jarring.

At first glance, they made sense, but the present generation only lives once. Reincarnation, in reality, means becoming another person.

Fang Wang was a Cultivator too; he had no place to condemn Yang Yuanzi. He also lacked the power to change this matter.

“Go back and cultivate. As for the Sect Leader, you don’t need to visit him. His injuries are more serious than mine; we don’t know how many more years he can hold on.”

Yang Yuanzi waved his sleeve and then closed his eyes to continue healing.

Fang Wang raised his hand in respect, then turned and left.

Several breaths later, the doors of Qingxin Hall closed once again.

Yang Yuanzi frowned slightly and began to channel his cultivation forcefully. Behind him, his shadow suddenly split into another figure, like a ghastly spirit struggling, with a terrifying and gruesome shape.

…

Before returning to his cave dwelling, Fang Wang went to find Fang Hanyu, who happened to be in his dwelling, nursing his injuries. Fang Wang relayed the information he had gathered and asked him to write to their grandfather when he had the chance.

Fang Hanyu readily agreed and then advised him to go out less often.

Fang Wang’s momentum was too strong, and he was concerned that Fang Wang might suffer an even more terrible encirclement.

Fang Wang consented, then stood and returned to his cave dwelling.

Upon returning to his dwelling, Fang Wang finally let out a sigh of relief.

“Finally back!” Fang Wang exclaimed, reflecting on everything that had happened since he had learned the Celestial Sword Intent. His recent experiences, while thrilling, exhausted him more than anything he had ever experienced.

Next, he planned to diligently cultivate, striving to reach the Condensation Spirit Realm as soon as possible and condense his fourth Lifespirit Treasure!

Tu Caiyi and the Demonic Cultivator from Green Cicada Valley had witnessed his Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Art, and his need for stronger power was urgent so he could settle down.

Once he broke through to the Condensation Spirit Realm, Fang Wang planned to seek the Heavenly Gang Saint Body Technique.

To acquire the Heavenly Gang Saint Body Technique, he first needed to master the Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Art. This indicated that the Heavenly Gang Saint Body Technique was of a higher level, which is why, even after so many years, Fang Wang still longed for it.

Fang Wang tossed all his storage pouches onto the table, then removed his clothes and headed toward the small pool, preparing to take a bath. Although Xiao Zi’s water-based spell had cleaned his body, he felt a bath was invigorating in a way that spell-cleaning couldn’t match.

Xiao Zi lay on the white jade bed, watching Fang Wang and flicking her snake tongue, apparently lost in thought.

…

The news of Fang Wang rampaging through Green Cicada Valley spread throughout the Grand Qi Cultivation Realm. The Great Abyss Gate, having just suffered from the invasion of the Demonic Dao, gained significant prestige, effectively repelling the entire Demonic Dao with the strength of one sect!

Although the Great Abyss Gate suffered heavy losses, they gained greater respect. More Cultivation families came to visit, some bringing resources and others sending their family’s youths.

Within just a year, the Great Abyss Gate had replenished its Disciple ranks. Even the righteous Cultivation Sects began to visit the Great Abyss Gate to establish better cooperative relations.

Spring went and autumn came.

Three years passed.

The name Fang Wang continued to circulate in the Grand Qi Cultivation Realm, becoming the most revered genius amongst the younger generation. He fully inherited the title of Sword Saint, and even senior Cultivators dared not underestimate him. Major Sects mentioned him when giving lectures on doctrine, claiming that the Grand Qi Cultivation Realm would experience unprecedented changes because of Fang Wang.

Gradually, Fang Wang’s fame began to spread to the Cultivation Worlds of the surrounding dynasties.

Around Grand Qi lay Wei, Chu, Hong, Zhao, Han, and the Northern Territories—seven dynasties in constant strife and mutual aggression that had lasted for over a thousand years. From the perspective of the Cultivation World, one could see that the size of territories in these seven dynasties was closely related to the disputes within their respective Cultivation Worlds.

One day.

A voice came from outside the cave dwelling:

“Fang Wang, are you there? I’ve brought someone who would like to see you.”

Fang Wang opened his eyes and extended his divine sense, contemplating for a moment before remembering the identity of the other.

Fang Zigeng!

He was a cousin from the Great Abyss Gate.

Next to Fang Zigeng stood a young man dressed in the robes of the Great Abyss Gate’s disciples—Fang Wang did not recognize him at all.

“Come in,” Fang Wang said, then used his Spiritual Power to remotely activate the gate mechanism.

The gate opened.

Fang Zigeng and the young man stepped inside, while Xiao Zi hid behind Fang Wang.

The two men approached Fang Wang, and the young man was the first to clasp his fists and bow. “I am Zhao Qi, and I have the honor to meet the Sword Saint!” he said.

Fang Wang narrowed his eyes and asked, “Your surname is Zhao?”

Upon closer examination, Zhao Qi bore a striking resemblance to the Emperor of Grand Qi, Zhao Zhen.

Suddenly, Zhao Qi lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt before Fang Wang, took out a Jade Slip from his storage bag, raised it up, and said through clenched teeth, “This holds one of the Three Great True Cultivations from the Ji Hao Sect, the Yin Yang Xuan Ming Zhen Gong. Zhao Zhen, before his death, ordered me to pass it to you as an apology for his sins.”

Fang Wang looked at Fang Zigeng, who nodded and said, “His father was born to the late emperor and a Palace Maiden, and was abandoned to the common folk when he was a child. Shortly after he was born, his parents were murdered, leaving only him alive. He was raised by the common people until seven years ago when a mysterious person delivered a package to Zhao Qi, revealing the truth to him. The Yin Yang Xuan Ming Zhen Gong was inside that package.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang looked at Zhao Qi anew.

Zhao Qi gritted his teeth and said, “It was Zhao Zhen who had my parents killed to eliminate any concerns for himself, yet he spared my life because he feared being calculated against by Lu Yuanjun, leaving a last trace of the imperial bloodline. Zhao Zhen told me that if he did not come for me within five years, it would mean he had died, and he asked me to find you and give you the Yin Yang Xuan Ming Zhen Gong!”

“He confessed everything to me. He pursued the Path of Immortality, but the Cultivation Sects did not want an Immortal Emperor, and Lu Yuanjun approached him, wanting to massacre the common people to nurture his Ghost Instrument. For the sake of cultivation, he allocated cities with perceived threats from Duke’s Mansions to allow Lu Yuanjun’s people to harvest souls, then created the illusion of a power struggle.”

“Zhao Zhen deserves death, and I despise him, yet he’s now dead. The Grand Qi Kingdom is in turmoil, and the people suffer in great distress. I have no choice but to come to you. Zhao Zhen mentioned that the high ranks of the Great Abyss Gate all favor Lu Yuanjun. If we want to confront Lu Yuanjun, I have to come to you!”

“This Yin Yang Xuan Ming Zhen Gong is genuine, taught to him by Lu Yuanjun. The version previously intended for you was only partial and could not be fully realized. However, the technique in this Jade Slip is complete, with both Yin and Yang aspects! Moreover, Lu Yuanjun said if someone gathers all Three Great True Cultivations of the Ji Hao Sect, they might gain a chance at an Immortal fate!”