I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm - Chapter 96

Chapter 96: Chapter 93 Unrivaled, Ninth Level of Profound Heart Realm

Translator: 549690339

Is it that easy?

Fang Wang looked at Guang Qiuxian, feeling a wave of emotions in his heart.

He realized he had underestimated the power and influence of the sect’s First Disciple. Essentially, becoming the First Disciple meant becoming the next Sect Leader, and Guang Qiuxian’s attitude was clearly about helping him establish authority.

In Fang Wang’s eyes, Guang Qiuxian’s yang energy indicated he had less than thirty years to live. Not only that, but he and Yang Yuanzi had suffered the same injury.

The elders and peak masters began to agree that Fang Wang had great righteousness, and they also discussed the state of Grand Qi. They had heard about the hardships of the common people, yet, unfortunately, the Prime Minister was from the Chi Devil Sect.

In the past, they might have turned a blind eye for the sake of peace in the Cultivation World, but now, with the Great Abyss Gate and Chi Devil Sect at a life-and-death impasse, they naturally supported Fang Wang’s decision, hoping the Chi Devil Sect would pay a price.

“Alright, you may go back to your cultivation. If you have any questions in the future, you can ask any of the elders,” Guang Qiuxian spoke again.

The elders and peak masters all nodded, their expressions warm as they looked at Fang Wang.

Fang Wang did not bow and take his leave but instead said, “Sect Leader, Master, I have something to discuss with you both privately.”

Guang Qiuxian raised an eyebrow and then, with a wave of his sleeve, the others took their leave. Fang Wang did not put on airs and bowed to them as they departed.

As the doors of Shiyuan Hall closed, leaving only the three of them, Guang Qiuxian asked with a smile, “Fang Wang, what is it that you wish to discuss with the two of us?”

Fang Wang spoke evenly, and as he did, the expressions of Guang Qiuxian and Yang Yuanzi changed greatly, and their faces turned so dark it was as if they could drip water.

…

Half an hour later.

Fang Wang walked out of Shiyuan Hall, a mysterious smile on his face, thinking to himself, “Lu Yuanjun, let’s see if you can restrain yourself!”

He hadn’t completely erased the Xuanming Seal from Guang Qiuxian and Yang Yuanzi, only suspended its effects. Even if he had directly removed it, the two’s injuries wouldn’t have fully healed, and their souls would remain damaged. But by suspending it, given Lu Yuanjun’s mastery of the Yin Yang Xuan Ming Zhen Gong, he might suspect it was due to his own lack of skill.

Guang Qiuxian and Yang Yuanzi were unaware they had been afflicted with the Xuanming Seal, thinking instead that the Demon Monarch’s spiritual power was incredibly malicious. Fang Wang feared that if he told them it was Lu Yuanjun’s doing, they might tip off Lu Yuanjun, so he kept silent on this point.

Now, Guang Qiuxian and Yang Yuanzi no longer had to suffer the ravages of the Xuanming Seal, but Lu Yuanjun was in the dark about this fact.

Fang Wang was willing to bet, betting that Lu Yuanjun would return.

The Xuanming Seal could turn others into ghost soldiers for oneself, and perhaps Lu Yuanjun would covet such power.

Putting himself in their shoes, without Heavenly Palace, possessing the Yin Yang Xuan Ming Zhen Gong, he too would want to turn powerful enemies into ghost soldiers.

However, the Yin Yang Xuan Ming Zhen Gong could not absorb ghost soldiers endlessly. At different stages of cultivation, one could control a different number of ghost soldiers, with a maximum of eighteen at one time. Furthermore, if the ghost soldiers were to grow, they would need to be fed spiritual energy. For Fang Wang, ghost soldiers weren’t very useful.

One’s own strength was the most important!

Fang Wang returned to his cave dwelling. He sat in meditation on the white jade bed and extended his spiritual sense into the First Disciple’s Token.

In an instant, his spiritual sense entered a virtual landscape where he could overlook the entire Great Abyss Gate, including the nine veins, the main meridian, and the Sect’s Main City. It was full of densely packed points of light, with lights scattered in all directions outside the map of the Great Abyss Gate, although sparse and varying in distance.

When Fang Wang concentrated on a small point of light, the identity information of that point would appear in his mind.

Well, this is even more miraculous than Earth’s internet, giving off the vibe of a virtual world.

As long as Fang Wang covered all points with his spiritual sense, he could send messages to all disciples’ tokens, or he could speak privately to one individual.

Even the tokens of Guang Qiuxian, Yang Yuanzi, and Tu Caiyi were included.

Nice!

In the future, he could also use the First Disciple’s Token to track the whereabouts of Fang Hanyu and others.

Fang Wang noticed there was one light very far from the Great Abyss Gate. His attention concentrated on it, and the identity of the light emerged in his mind.

First Vein, Direct Disciple, Zhou Xue.

Fang Wang was speechless. This person really knew how to run.

After searching for a while, he couldn’t find Lu Yuanjun’s Disciple’s Token, confirming that he had indeed defected.

Then, he looked up Zhao Qi’s Disciple’s Token, sending him a message to go to the main meridian and find Vice Sect Leader Chai Yi, who would arrange for his ascension.

Not half an incense stick’s time later, Zhao Qi appeared outside of Fang Wang’s dwelling hesitating for a moment before speaking up, “Sword Saint, are you there?”

Fang Wang opened the door to his cave and let him in.

Zhao Qi hurried in and knelt down in front of Fang Wang, bowing his head deeply three times.

“Sword Saint, I will never forget your great kindness. Once I ascend to the throne, I will ensure that my descendants always treat and utilize the Fang Family well, never letting them suffer any grievances,” Zhao Qi pledged.

Upon hearing Zhao Qi’s promise, Fang Wang simply smiled faintly. He spoke softly, “Go ahead and do what you must do. If you encounter any troubles, talk to me, but remember, if you cannot be an emperor who does good for the people, I, who supported your rise, can also dismiss you with a single word. I hope you live up to the aspirations you previously voiced.”

Raising his hand in an oath, Zhao Qi declared, “If I, Zhao Qi, fail the people, then let my later years be unhappy, plagued with misfortune, and my lineage perish!”

Fang Wang nodded. “Go ahead. The Vice Sect Leader will arrange everything.”

Zhao Qi nodded, stood up, bowed, and took his leave.

His visit was meant to show his stance and express his gratitude.

Although Fang Wang seemed stern, he was quite satisfied inside. Regardless of anything else, the fact that Zhao Qi thought to visit him as soon as he knew of his ascension was commendable.

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Boom!

The mountain gate closed, and Fang Wang couldn’t help but think of Tu Caiyi.

He was curious about how exactly this person had managed to occupy the position of Vice Sect Leader. It seemed that in the years of his seclusion, Tu Caiyi had made quite an effort.

Once Zhou Xue returned, he would have to ask her whether Tu Caiyi was trustworthy.

Fang Wang didn’t dwell on it any further and continued his cultivation.

He would break through to the Ninth Level of the Profound Heart Realm first!

That day, the news of Fang Wang becoming the Great Abyss Gate’s head disciple quickly spread throughout the sect, with announcements posted in all nine branches as well as the Sect’s Main City.

Almost all disciples agreed with the decision and even felt excited to have such a leader. Each person held higher expectations for the future.

In the following half-month,

the news of Fang Wang becoming the head disciple spread throughout the Grand Qi Cultivation Realm.

…

At the Suspended Vast Sword Sect, surrounded by a sea of clouds, the peak of a mountain emerged from the mist, and, sitting under an ancient tree atop the mountain, Xu Qiuming fiddled with a wooden sword in his hands.

A figure glided through the fog and came to him—it was his sister, Xu Tian Jiao.

“Brother, Fang Wang has become the Great Abyss Gate’s head disciple!”

Xu Tian Jiao said excitedly. She had once been saved by Fang Wang and had been curious about him ever since. Ever since the tale of Fang Wang’s Heaven Yuan Spirit Treasure had spread throughout the world, her interest in him had grown even further.

Upon hearing this, Xu Qiuming’s hands stopped moving, and he looked up with a smile, “What’s so surprising about him becoming the head disciple? Isn’t that to be expected?”

Xu Tian Jiao said with emotion, “But he’s only thirty-seven years old. Looking across the Nine Great Sects, throughout history, no one has become head disciple at such a young age.”

Hearing this, Xu Qiuming’s expression turned complex.

Ever since Fang Wang’s meteoric rise, all the talents in Grand Qi paled in comparison. Nowadays, there were only two types of geniuses: one was Fang Wang, and the other was all the rest. Xu Qiuming was one of the rest.

Xu Qiuming didn’t show it on the surface, but deep down, he was determined to prove he was no less than Fang Wang!

Xu Tian Jiao talked non-stop, her words filled with curiosity and admiration for Fang Wang. Although Xu Qiuming couldn’t share the excitement, finding it hard to get angry in front of his sister, he could only feign enthusiasm in agreement.

“By the way, Lv Changge has already issued a challenge to the Suspended Vast Sword Sect. He will come to challenge us in six months. Clearly, he’s leaving the Great Abyss Gate for last. This is a contempt for our Suspended Vast Sword Sect!” When Xu Tian Jiao brought up another matter, indignation showed on her face.

Her admiration was for Fang Wang, but for the Great Abyss Gate, she held no respect. In her view, a peerless genius like Fang Wang belonged in the Suspended Vast Sword Sect, especially since he had inherited the Sword Saint and was a Sword Cultivator.

In fact, the Suspended Vast Sword Sect had indeed planned to recruit him, but they were unable to make contact, given Fang Wang’s constant seclusion.

…

After becoming the head disciple, Fang Wang continued his low-profile seclusion, with the Great Abyss Gate not assigning him any tasks and hoping he would focus on his cultivation.

Disciples from all branches were in awe of Fang Wang’s perseverance. With unmatched talent and such dedication to cultivation, he left no opportunity for others to surpass him.

And so, four years passed.

Fang Wang finally broke through to the Ninth Level of the Profound Heart Realm!

At forty-one years old, having reached the Ninth Level of the Profound Heart Realm, he wanted to ask the world, who else could claim such a feat?

Since his promotion to head disciple, the spiritual energy of nature in his dwelling had greatly increased, indicating that the sect had indeed started to allocate more resources to him.

After the breakthrough, he took seven more days to consolidate his cultivation. Once stabilized, he immediately rushed out of his dwelling and shouted loudy from the edge of a cliff.

Passing disciples were startled, but upon turning to see it was Fang Wang, they dared not disturb him.

Rumble—

The mountain gate to the neighboring dwelling opened, and Gu Li walked out. She wasn’t wearing a veil, revealing her delicate and cool features. She approached Fang Wang and asked, “Felt too stifled?”

Fang Wang gave her a big smile and said, “Miss Gu is making fun of me. I didn’t disrupt your cultivation, did I?”

Gu Li shook her head gently, “Half a year ago, I broke through to the eighth level of the Spirit Elixir Realm, so my cultivation doesn’t require too much focus right now. You didn’t disturb me, and I actually wanted to come out and take a look.”

“Not bad, not bad at all, breaking through to the eighth level of the Spirit Elixir Realm,” Fang Wang commended.

Gu Li stared at him and asked, “What about you? What realm are you at now?”

Fang Wang replied modestly, “I’m still in the Profound Heart Realm.”

After hearing this, Gu Li sighed, “It seems that we won’t be able to spar when I reach the ninth level of the Spirit Elixir Realm. Looking back now, I was really naive.”

“If you want to spar, that’s fine,” Fang Wang said with a soft laugh.

After all, you’ve beaten me at a higher realm before, why don’t you let me try the same now?

Gu Li rolled her eyes at him, “Are you going to continue your seclusion?”

Fang Wang nodded, “Of course, I fear going out only to be besieged by the Demonic Sect again.”

Gu Li suddenly felt he was truly irritating, making her want to lash out, but remembering that she was no match for him, she restrained herself.

“Tell me what has been happening in the Cultivation World lately.” Fang Wang saw the resentment in her eyes and swiftly changed the subject.