I have Immortality In The Cultivation World Chapter 382

Chapter 382: Chapter 303: Intercepting the Heavenly True Teachings_Part 2

Zhou Yi became more and more fluent as he spoke, for this matter truly aligned with his innermost heart, to the extent that even immortal beings deploying their probing magic would struggle to discern its truth from falsehood.

Guang Weizi stroked his palm in admiration, saying, “This grand vow is indeed in perfect agreement with the teachings of mend-the-heavens, excellent, excellent!”

The Iron Crown Immortal outwardly nodded in agreement, but in reality, he didn't believe a word of it; perhaps the extermination of demons and enshrining of divine beings had saved the common folk, but it was by no means this disciple's primary goal.

“Now that you have the support of our sect and have also deceived those of the Severing Heaven Sect, you've finally liberated two mountains.”

Zhou Yi said, “Qi Wu Mountain and Divine Wind Mountain may seem insignificant in Dongsheng Divine Continent, but once our sect clears them of demons, it saves the tens of millions living at the base of the mountains, and subsequently, there will be many more tens of millions saved.”

“My actions may not be as efficient as one-hundredth of the sect leader's, but I won't neglect to do good due to its small scope, nor will I fail to eliminate evil due to its insignificance!”

“Over time, this will benefit countless members of the human race, a truly immense merit!”

Zhou Yi paused at this point, as the things he had always wanted to say and the deeds he had feared to do were fully expressed in this narrative.

“Small good, small evil…”

Guang Weizi let out a deep sigh, and when he looked at Zhou Yi again, his demeanor was solemn, “Truly a remarkable person! No wonder you could be greedy and lustful yet willing to share the spoils; it turns out you have significant depth.”

“Thank you for your praise, sect leader!”

Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief, confident he had passed the day's evaluation, and bowed, saying, “Disciple indeed has faults, I should not have tempted fellow sect brothers, causing unrest among our sect's ranks.”

“Countless members of the human race, immense merit!”

Guang Weizi murmured a few times to himself and then said, “What fault is there in that? It is those disciples whose dao hearts are not steadfast. You must not only continue, but also further your efforts in eliminating demons and saving the common people.”

“Eh?”

Zhou Yi was taken aback, as he had been contemplating hiding away in Qingyun Mountain for a hundred and eighty years to lower his profile.

“Sect leader, the disciple is not skilled in dueling magic and, without your support, cannot defeat those demons. Even if I fight to the death a few times, those mountain rivers and ley lines will require many cultivators to manage!”

“Then follow the previous method and share incense offerings with the disciples of the sect.”

Guang Weizi said with a smile, “Us four old fellows can't stand by you for nothing; you must contribute fifty percent of the incense wish power that you obtain to us!”

“This, this, this…”

Zhou Yi's face showed a helpless expression, as if not for the account adjustments, the current incense offerings would already be in deficit.

Left three tenths, right three tenths, and now giving away another half, no matter how much he rigged the books, he couldn't make the numbers work. He couldn't just witness the population growing and the common people devoutly offering worship, only for the incense wish power to dwindle!

Once trust became an issue, business could not go on!

Guang Weizi said, “I, for one, have no lack of Wish Power Beads, so there's no need to actually send them over. Instead, make it known to the people under your rule who has saved them.”

“Of course, it is the sect leader and the three Supremes!”

Zhou Yi, quick-witted, said, “Disciple has long considered that for the rivers and mountains under our sect's control, the deities worshipped by the common folk should be unified, so as to better gather incense wish power.”

“Originally, I was unsure which deity to enshrine, but only today have I realized that it rightfully should be the four venerable ancestors of our sect!”

“Such a disciple can be taught.”

Guang Weizi regarded Zhou Yi's demeanor with increasing fondness, preferring him to those disciples who only knew how to obediently carry out orders; not only was he articulate, but he could also bring about immense merit.

“Junior brother, this disciple is not bad. How about letting him transfer to my tutelage? With his influence among the disciples, once he reaches Divinity Transformation, he could manage the sect's affairs, saving me some trouble!”

“Senior brother, don't joke like that, anything else can be discussed, but not this disciple!”

The Iron Crown Immortal glanced at Zhou Yi and, noticing that the rascal seemed tempted, gritted his teeth and said, “You've only cultivated for a short time; you may be at risk against demons. This Yellow Dragon Bell is a Supreme Treasure I forged for protection!”

As he spoke, from his sleeve emerged a palm-sized golden bell with a yellow dragon coiled around it.

Zhou Yi's face lit up with delight, and he reached out, saying, “Thank you, Master, for bestowing this treasure!”

The Iron Crown Immortal's face twitched a few times; he had initially intended to lend it to his disciple. This item was not some Pseudo Spirit Tool with a sealed beast soul but an authentic Spiritual Treasure, tempered for thousands of years.

Even those who had returned to the void of immortality did not possess many such treasures!

But with the disciple having extended his hand already, could he really refuse? The Iron Crown Immortal had not the face to do so and thus, despite the pain of parting, he handed over the Yellow Dragon Bell, urgently reminding him.

“You must take good care of this treasure and refine it.”

“Disciple understands, I will refine it into my Life-bound Magic Treasure!”

Upon acquiring the Yellow Dragon Bell, Zhou Yi, already owning several Spiritual Treasures, immediately recognized its value and couldn't help but appreciate his master's generosity–they said it would be given, and so it was.

Guang Weizi, suppressing his amusement, took out three Spirit Talismans from his sleeve and with a wave, embedded them within Zhou Yi.

“These talismans were personally drawn by me and can resist fatal spells three times!”

“Thank you, sect leader!”

Zhou Yi's Divine Sense swept over them, and the three Spirit Talismans transformed into markings, etched at the chest area.

“Sect leader, there is one more matter I wish to inquire about.”

Guang Weizi nodded, “Speak.”

“May I go to the Flying Immortal Pavilion in the future?”

Guang Weizi paused, then burst into a great laugh, and as his figure dissipated, his voice floated through the air.

“Only allowed to listen to the tune…”

The next day.

Zhou Yi summoned many fellow disciples, but did not mention the sect leader's reprimand, instead instructing them to modify the deity statues.

Leading affairs is always the most important!

The fellow disciples had no objections to this. After all, it did not affect the share of the incense and wish power, and they could even gain the protection of the sect's ancestors–something they eagerly sought but rarely achieved!

They unanimously praised, “Sure enough, Brother Zhu has managed to catch the sect leader's eye!”

Zhou Yi had joined the Patching Heaven Sect not long ago, and he originally addressed Daoist lords as 'Senior Brother', but now the tables had turned.

Who in Heavenly Mountain didn't know of Brother Zhu's reputation?

Zhou Yi said with a smile, “There's another thing I must trouble you all with, please erect a statue of the Yellow Bull God in a secluded part of the temple, and deduct the accumulated incense and wish power from my share.”

As he seized more territory, the day the Yellow Bull would transform was drawing closer!

After delegating these tasks, Zhou Yi carefully reflected on his conversation with the sect leader, not missing the slightest change in expression.

“In the eyes of an immortal, countless living beings are as if in the palm of one's hand…”

“What truly moved the sect leader was the great merit I spoke of. Could this mean immortals desperately need merit? From this, can one deduce that the sole pursuit of immortals is ascension, and that merit is perhaps one of the conditions for ascension?”

Zhou Yi noted this matter, realizing it was still too early to think about returning to the void and decided not to consider it further for the time being.

He took out a communication talisman to contact Bai Suixin.

“Recently, I've come upon highly confidential information. Blood Devil Child is still alive and is at the very bottom of the Demon Suppression Tower…”

A qualified spy must from time to time provide positive feedback to the Severing Heaven Sect.

Half a year later.

Three thousand li west of Heavenly Mountain.

Nameless Barren Mountain.

Zhou Yi descended from his escape light and saw Bai Suixin sitting cross-legged.

“Brother Bai, you've called me here in such a hurry–could it be that there's some good news?”

“I can't hide anything from Junior Brother Sun.”

Bai Suixin took out three jade boxes from his sleeve and opened them to reveal shining treasures: a piece of green wood, a mass of black water, and a piece of yellow jade.

“Ten Thousand Years of Empty Green, Innate Xuan Water, Mountain God Jade–these are indeed treasures of the three elements: Water, Fire, Earth!”

“Thank you, Senior Brother.”

Zhou Yi put the treasures into his robe with a wave of his hand and smiled, “So, the ancestors of our sect were very pleased with the information I sent?”

“Extremely pleased.”

Bai Suixin sent a telepathic message: “It's said that the ancestor went to the Dragon Palace and has already reached an agreement with a true dragon. When the time for Divine Enthronement comes, we'll give those from the Patching Heaven Sect a good show!”

“That is very good.”

Zhou Yi said, “If we can rescue that Blood Devil Child, the unbeatable immortal from ten thousand years ago, our sect's strength will surely crush the Patching Heaven Sect!”

The Iron Crown Immortal was very confident in the Demon Suppression Tower; it would be perfect to invite the Severing Heaven Sect's ancestor to give it a try.

“The ancestor has his own plans for this. After all, our sect is the Xuanmen Orthodoxy and participated in the suppression of the Blood Devil's chaos back then.”

Bai Suixin claimed credit shamelessly and then took a golden token out of his sleeve, saying, “This is the True Disciple token, only by becoming a disciple of the ancestor can one truly be called a disciple of our sect. Congratulations Junior Uncle Sun!”

“Don't make fun of me, Brother Bai, we each have our own merits.”

Zhou Yi accepted the token, and immediately received a message revealing the name of his master.

Crimson Feather Immortal!

Hiss!

Zhou Yi sucked in a breath of cold air, couldn't help but twitch at the bottom of his heart–how did he end up taking this “old demon” as his master?

The Iron Crown Immortal often cursed the immortals of the Severing Heaven Sect, especially the Crimson Feather Immortal. The two started their feud over spiritual medicine during their Foundation Establishment stage and continued their grudge all the way to the Divinity Transformation phase, having harbored hatred for a thousand years that couldn't wait to see each other's soul scattered.

Bai Suixin was well aware of this and solemnly said.

“You must also be aware of the grudge between these two, Junior Brother. Be extra cautious of the Iron Crown Immortal in the future, so that our ancestor can take revenge and settle the score sooner!”

At that moment.

A divine sense swept over the barren mountain, circled a few times over Bai Suixin, hovered for a long while, and then dissipated.

Bai Suixin shivered and said in astonishment.

“Where did this strange wind come from? Why has it suddenly become so cold?”

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