I Have Immortality In The Cultivation World
/ I have Immortality In The Cultivation World Chapter 184 – Chapter 184: Chapter 181: Amassing Spiritual Objects
Chapter 184: Chapter 181: Amassing Spiritual Objects
The Cultivation World had no novelties, and news about the ancestral vein could not be concealed.
There was no need to discuss the origin or past of the ancestral vein, just the term “source of Spiritual Energy” alone drove countless cultivators to despair, giving rise to inner demons.
The path of cultivation was severed, and the hope for eternal life was lost!
The sects of the Eastern Sea originally intended to keep a lid on the matter, planning to exchange their inherited teachings and scriptures for Spirit Stones before the news spread, aiming to heavily exploit the Loose Cultivators.
Seeing the news spreading, the value of Spirit Stones doubled, so they simply started robbing directly!
Golden Elixir True Monarchs cast aside their pride, going on killing sprees to plunder Qi Refinement and Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivators, all to gather enough Spiritual Objects to last until their dying day.
Whenever a calamity occurred in the Cultivation World, Loose Cultivators were the first to suffer; after all, bullying ten weaklings was safer than fighting a cultivator of equal rank.
Zhou Yi made no comment on the situation, nor did he have the power to, merely instructing Yuan Qi to promulgate sect rules.
“Those with unsteady Daoist hearts shall be expelled from the sect!”
Without the shelter of a sect, these disciples were like lambs to the slaughter. Those with restless minds began to earnestly engage in self-preservation under the strict enforcement of rules.
The core strategy was to amass Spiritual Objects—every Spiritual Mine, Spiritual Medicine, and Spiritual Material containing Spiritual Energy was to be sealed into the sect's treasure vault.
Spiritual Mines, nourished by the Spirit Vein, gave birth to various mystical attributes, their essence similar to Spirit Stones and capable of extracting internal Spiritual Energy for cultivation. Initially intended for Artifact Refining and Alchemy, they would increase in value manifold after usage, which is why few used them for cultivation!
But now, they were all unearthed and reserved as substitutes for Spirit Stones.
Next was to refine more Spirit Gathering Array Plates, as each strand of Spiritual Energy emitted from the broken ancestral vein that could be captured saved one Spirit Stone.
That day.
Hall of Spiritual Fire.
Zhou Yi was seated cross-legged, recovering his Mana. Since the ancestral vein shattered half a month ago, he had stopped practicing the Pure Yang Scripture.
Every day he cast the divination technique six times, spending the rest of the time without eating, drinking, or sleeping, devoting all his energy to performing the Jade Dew Art and recovering Mana, striving to mature the Jian Wood.
Thump thump thump!
Knocking sounds transmitted.
“Come in.”
To set an example, Zhou Yi had deactivated all the Formation and Prohibition in the palace, also abandoning the use of jade slips for communication.
Sparing no effort to save Spirit Stones, their way of life seemed to have fallen from the Cultivation World to the mundane world. However, the sect's True Monarchs and disciples readily accepted the new rules without complaints.
Reforms from the top down were more gentle and smooth.
“Paying respects to the elder, disciples from Nanxi Island suffered a sneak attack and three Qi Refinement disciples died.”
Yuan Qi pushed the door open and entered with a troubled expression: “According to the disciples who escaped, the offenders were from the Starry Sky Sect, and the vein of fiery copper has fallen into their hands.”
Zhou Yi, puzzled, said, “Isn't Li the old monster from the Starry Sky Sect busy chasing and killing Loose Cultivators everywhere?”
“Elder, there are no more Loose Cultivators in the Eastern Sea.”
Yuan Qi's expression was sorrowful: “It is rumored that True Monarch Li has reached the late phase of the Golden Core and is among the top five in strength in the Eastern Sea. Now that he has set his sights on the Earth Fire Palace, should we abandon the mine and move to the Nine Continents sooner?”
“Li the old monster is fighting and killing everywhere. Go gather some objects tinged with his aura,” Zhou Yi pondered for a moment and instructed.
“Also, send a message to the disciples in the sect to prepare. After assimilating the Starry Sky Sect, we'll relocate the entire sect immediately!”
“As you command.”
Yuan Qi bowed to take his leave, transforming into a streak of light as he departed.
“Nine Continents, be stable!”
Zhou's brows slightly furrowed. In theory, the deepest part of the Eastern Sea was currently the safest place; devoid of any Spiritual Energy, one could hide for three to five hundred years until Xiao Tiezhu passed away, leaving no Nascent Soul Daoists in the world.
It was possible that a few Golden Elixir True Monarchs would remain, but Zhou Yi wasn't afraid. Only then would the Nine Continents truly be the safest place.
“However, as the Mana in the Nine Continents recovers quickly, it's imperative to mature the Jian Wood early. Only after the complete cessation of Spiritual Energy can we ensure that the Golden Core cultivation level doesn't fall. Yet falling in realm seems to be more stable than taking the risk to prematurely mature the Jian Wood?”
“For now, let's observe the situation in the Nine Continents. The moment I sense those old monsters going mad, I'll immediately seek refuge in the deep parts of the Eastern Sea!”
“With the Xuanwu Divine Armor protecting my body, even if I encounter a Nascent Soul ancestor, I'll be able to save my life.”
Zhou Yi repeatedly deliberated on the follow-up matters, determined to safely get through this period, waiting for the time when Spiritual Energy emerged once again. Perhaps it would take thousands or even tens of thousands of years, and by that time, he would be the sole survivor in the world.
“The path of immortality is lonely, one walks alone!”
At that moment,
a streak of escape light fell into the hall, transforming into a man with the head of a bull holding ten strands of hair.
The Yellow Bull said, “Immortal Master, these are the hairs of Demon Kings from the One Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, with representatives from all four Imperial Clans, specifically selected from those rich in Spiritual Objects.”
“This humble Daoist finds it difficult to plunder human cultivators for their skins. These man-eating demons, however, once they are killed, they are killed!”
Zhou Yi took the hairs and arranged them according to their aura, instructing,
“Kill them in this order, one by one with curses. Bull, wait in the mountains. Every time this humble Daoist activates the Blood Covenant, it signifies a successful curse kill, and you must immediately plunder the Demon King's cave dwelling.”
In face of the great catastrophe, Zhou Yi did not commit evil, but he was not overly pedantic.
The more Spiritual Objects gathered now, the longer they could be maintained in the future!
“As you command.”
Just as the Yellow Bull was about to transform into escape light and depart, he heard Zhou Yi ask,
“Bull, the Four Spirits Holy Temple has hidden itself away. The Tortoise Prime Minister and the other two may evade the great catastrophe. It was you who first discovered the temple; yet a few hundred years later, you could do nothing but watch as your lifespan ended and your Dao dissipated. This weighs heavily on the heart of this humble Daoist!”
“For the Immortal Master to say so, I am already deeply grateful.”
The Yellow Bull, with a solemn expression, bowed and said, “If it weren't for the Immortal Master's rescue, I, old Bull, would have become someone's meal. Living for a few hundred more years is already a great profit, and I could never repay your immense kindness, even if my body dies and my Dao vanishes!”
“Go.”
Zhou Yi waved his hand and looked down at the Jianmu.
The lush tender sprouts continuously emitted pure Spiritual Energy, growing stronger each day, starkly out of place in this desolate and decaying world.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Yi, gauging that the Yellow Bull had reached the One Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, took out the Demonic God Altar. The first he chose was the Fire Lion Demon King under the command of the Qingqiu.
“Fire Lion, fellow Daoist, rest in peace. Spiritual Objects cannot be brought with you at birth, nor taken with you in death. By giving them to this humble Daoist, you can accumulate some merit.”
“This humble Daoist will remember your kindness. There won't be a shortage of paper offerings before your tomb!”
After saying this, Zhou Yi threw the hair into the altar and began to cast the Netherworld Curse. The first attempt successfully shortened his lifespan by two hundred years.
After casting the spell three times in succession, the eyes of the Ghost Deity Statue turned blood-red and its eight arms formed seals, indicating that the Fire Lion Demon King was dead.
He triggered the Blood Covenant to inform the Yellow Bull and plunder the remaining Spiritual Objects of the Demon King.
Half an hour later,
Zhou Yi once again cast the curse to kill a Demon King, repeating this cycle until all ten Demon Kings had their lifespans and Dao extinguished.
“Demon Kings are not as wealthy as True Monarchs, but the quantity is sufficient. Ten Demon Kings make for a large sum of Spiritual Objects. The Demonic Dao's secret techniques truly suit this humble Daoist, no need for fighting or slaughter, just a minor loss of seven to eight thousand years of lifespan!”
A few days later,
the Yellow Bull returned from the One Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. After entering the Hall of Spiritual Fire, he spewed out hundreds of storage bags.
Zhou Yi casually pulled one over, his Divine Sense scanning through it to find it filled with Spirit Stones, Spirit Ores, and Spiritual Medicine. He asked with curiosity, “Which Demon King was so wealthy?”
“Immortal Master, I have inquired clearly,”
the Yellow Bull reported, “After the progenitor vein was severed, the four Demon Emperors ordered all Demon Kings to scavenge all the Spiritual Objects in the mountains, which is why there is such an abundance of accumulations.”
“The Demon Clan, unlike the human cultivators, relies on bloodline inheritance and is privy to many ancient secret techniques.”
Zhou Yi speculated, “Perhaps the four Demon Emperors have a method to avoid the catastrophe and require a massive amount of Spiritual Objects for the execution. This humble Daoist has unexpectedly intercepted twenty to thirty percent, which will surely anger the four Emperors. It is best to cast a divination first.”
He shook the divination container and the divining rods fell out smoothly onto the ground.
A middle sign.
“Cursing and killing from tens of thousands of miles away, it will not be easy for Demon Emperors to trace. Still, to be safe, it's better to retreat to the Nine Continents sooner.”
As Zhou Yi contemplated this, he was planning to summon Yuan Qi, when knocking sounds from outside the temple were heard. He waved his hand, storing the Yellow Bull in the Beast Controlling Bag.
Yuan Qi entered, pushing the door open, and took out a meditation mat from his storage bag.
“Elder, this is the meditation mat of True Monarch Li, which this humble Daoist bought from his grandson for five hundred Spirit Stones. It surely retains his aura!”
Chapter end
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