I have Immortality In The Cultivation World Chapter 386

Chapter 386: Chapter 305 Azure Dragon's Body_2

A moment later.

The divine wind blew past, turning the cave dwelling into nothingness.

The ground soil and rocks rumbled as they stacked up on their own, forming a new Daoist temple. Three seal-script characters hung over the main entrance.

The Temple of Four Immortals!

Inside the temple, four human immortals from the Bu Tian Sect were venerated, their likenesses bearing a seventy percent resemblance to the ancient ancestors of the sect. On Zhou Yi's suggestion, they did not use their obscure and hard-to-understand true names but were given approachable titles like God of Wealth, Marriage God, Child-Delivering God, Peace God…

The common people didn't care what the immortals were called. All that mattered was that worshipping them could bring promotion, wealth, and peace!

Eight years later.

Another ten years had passed, bringing the time to distribute the incense.

Zhou Yi left Coiling Cloud Mountain and, after traveling through various places, returned to Heavenly Mountain, where he feasted with his fellow sect brothers for several days.

Originally, collecting incense offerings and Wish Power Beads by occupying mountains and rivers was done in secret, but now, with the approval of the four ancient ancestors, the once reserved fellow disciples began urging action to be taken more quickly.

In the Dongsheng Divine Continent, there were so many demons and ghosts causing trouble, and the common people suffered terribly, waiting for the people from Bu Tian Sect to rescue them!

Golden Light Hall.

Zhou Yi pacified the urging of his fellow disciples, promising to vanquish demons and slay monsters as quickly as possible, but then he voiced his doubts.

“Our sect's ancient ancestors have already tacitly approved of this matter, so why don't my fellow brothers seek out their own territories, slay the Demon Heads, and then self-appoint themselves as Mountain Gods? As long as the temples venerate the four ancient ancestors, this should not be a difficult thing to do!”

“Brother Zhu, you are unaware of something.”

A Daoist under Xiao Yunzi said, “The Sect Leader has handed down an order prohibiting us from acting on our own. We must follow the plans laid out by you, Elder Brother!”

“I see.”

Zhou Yi's thoughts raced, unable to guess the Sect Leader's intentions. But knowing the Iron Crown Immortal, his martial uncle, if there was any disadvantage, he would have spoken directly to him and would not stoop to deceiving his disciples.

“My fellow brothers, rest assured, the next target is already set!”

White Tiger Ridge!

A great mountain in the central part of Dongsheng Divine Continent, inhabited by four Nascent Soul old demons, who commanded considerable respect among demonic and heretical paths.

Bai Suixin had already devised a way to lure the four demons down from the mountain, falling into a pre-arranged Formation trap, whereupon the people from Bu Tian Sect would join forces and attack.

Two years later.

Golden Light Hall.

The roar of a dragon resounded, piercing the clouds.

A dragon more than thirty feet long flew out, circling the sky several times before descending back into the hall.

Its form swiftly shortened until it stood upright, transforming into the figure of Zhou Yi.

“More than fifty years have passed. The Nine Transformations of the True Dragon have finally been mastered. From now on, it is only necessary to continuously accumulate Dragon Blood. According to my master's prediction, even if I slay dragons everywhere for their blood, it will still take hundreds of years!”

“However, I have other means to acquire a large quantity of Dragon Blood…”

Zhou Yi did not immediately cast spells as his methods diverged from the traditions of Dongsheng Divine Continent and even from the Immortal Dao, not to be revealed on Heavenly Mountain.

“For now, with the Dragon Blood bestowed by my master, I can cultivate for some time. Then, I will find an opportunity to cultivate elsewhere!”

After setting his cultivation plan, he continued his dedicated meditation and cultivation.

Zhou Yi had a premonition that with Emperor Yuanding's tenure nearing its end, he would definitely conduct the Divine Enthronement of incense before his abdication.

It had been over fifty years since Yin Guang Luohan had preached the Dharma. The covert struggle among the ancient ancestors for power had already ended; they had determined the means and rules of Divine Enthronement through incense, awaiting only the right moment to begin.

“Having two human immortals as masters, in theory, I face no risk in the Divine Enthronement. However, all reliance is illusory; one's safety truly depends on personal strength!”

Several months later.

Zhou Yi opened his eyes expressionlessly, revealing a transmission talisman in his hand.

“Brother Sun, come three thousand miles north of Heavenly Mountain. There is an urgent matter to discuss.”

After pondering for a moment, a five-colored light lifted him into the sky, flying towards the horizon.

Twelve years had passed since he last saw Bai Suixin.

At the previous division of the Wish Power Beads, Bai Suixin had declined to attend, citing secluded cultivation as his reason. But now his appearance was greatly changed.

Once possessing an air of immortal elegance, the white-haired old Daoist was now looking haggard, his eyes bloodshot, speaking weakly and with an unstable aura of mana, clearly in a state of extreme distress.

Zhou Yi's expression was sorrowful as he knowingly asked, “Senior brother, why has it come to this?”

“Spending all day hunting geese, I finally had my eyes pecked out. I don't even know which expert of the demonic path cast a curse on me stealthily.”

Bai Suixin, struggling to keep his spirits up, said, “This curse is very strange. Whenever I sit down to cultivate qi, I'm plagued by visions and nightmares. In just a few decades, I've endured qi deviation four times, nearly costing me my life!”

Zhou Yi was shocked to his core. A curse casually laid by an immortal could torment a Nascent Soul Daoist to the brink of death and death again, with the cause remaining undetectable.

“Brother, have you not asked any high-level experts to inspect it?”

“I sought out a few Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarchs, but they found no trace of any spell.”

Bai Suixin sighed, “Now I even begin to doubt myself. Perhaps there's no curse at all and it's just that my own nature is flawed. Maybe I've wronged too many people and this is retribution!”

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment before pulling out a storage bag from his sleeve.

“These are the Wish Power Beads you've earned, more than thirty percent increase from the last distribution.”

“Hard work pays off, junior brother.”

Bai Suixin swept his divine sense over it, his face revealing a hint of happiness as he gritted his teeth, “Once I return to the sect, I'll shamelessly beg our elder to find a way to suppress these nightmares!”

Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment before asking, “What brings senior brother here this time?”

“I almost forgot…”

Bai Suixin rubbed his head. His soul trembled from the continuous deviations, leaving his memory somewhat unclear, “Junior brother, Crimson Feather Immortal, our ancestor, is summoning you back to the sect, saying there's an important matter to instruct!”

Zhou Yi was startled at first, then he let go of the worry.

The Mind-Splitting Scripture has already yielded an exotic heart, kept in the Golden Light Hall. So even if something calamitous befalls the Severing Heaven Sect, no harm would come to his life.

This possibility was incredibly slim, yet he couldn't overlook the need for precautions.

“I've been under master's tutelage for nearly twenty years, always busy with investigating the secret matters of the Severing Heaven Sect and haven't formally paid a visit to show respect. It seems I need to trouble master to send out decrees, my oversight indeed.”

Zhou Yi nodded, “Then I shall find a reason to leave and go to the Severing Heaven blessed land to pay respects to master!”

Having spoken of official matters, Bai Suixin now turned to personal concerns, “Junior brother, those four demons are quite tricky to deal with. They might have caught wind of something or are frightened by the continuous fall of demon heads, so they're stubbornly holed up on White Tiger Ridge and refuse to come down.”

“I've tried several excuses, even invoking the ancestor's name, but nothing could coax them.”

“Senior brother has worked hard.”

Zhou Yi said, “Those four demon heads, they can't stir up too much trouble. If they won't come down to be captured, then I'll go up the mountain to seize them!”

Nascent Soul True Lords of the Severing Heaven Sect, each one incredibly powerful, could easily cleanse White Tiger Ridge. A promise to see the four demons die on the same day, the same month, and the same year would be fulfilled.

“Junior brother always handles matters completely, those demons should meet their fate.”

Bai Suixin said, “The Black Wind Demon Monarch has died, and the heads of the Yin-Yang Dao are inquiring about the cause everywhere. I've connected with a few of them over the years, and we've established a fiery rapport. Looking for a chance to eliminate them one by one!”

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, aware that the sect master had been informed about the demonic sect's affairs and had received full support.

The tussle between the Severing Heaven and Severing Sky Sect was a clash of ideals, yet both sides acknowledged each other as orthodoxies of the Xuanmen. But against genuine demonic cultivators, the stance was always to exterminate them without mercy.

The Yin-Yang Dao was an important branch of the demonic path. If the roots could be traced through a few demon heads and the branch entirely eradicated, it would be a great merit!

“Senior brother must be very careful when dealing with demon heads and not reveal your tracks. After all, our sect is also a sworn enemy of the demonic path,” Zhou Yi said, taking out a pill from his sleeve. Black, foul-smelling, and unappealing, he offered, “This pill is called Barrier Breaker. I obtained it from the tomb of an ancient sage, said to break all sorts of nightmares and curses. Would you like to try it?”

“Barrier Breaker?”

Bai Suixin took the pill, nearly gagged from the smell, and took a tentative lick, finding the taste strangely familiar. Memories of jumping into a manure pit to evade the chase of beasts came to mind…

“Phooey, phooey, phooey! Junior brother Zhou, you can't be serious.”

“Just give it a try, brother.”

Zhou Yi himself did not know the ingredients of this pill, most likely nothing pleasant. However, the Iron Crown Immortal had assured that taking it could resolve Bai Suixin's curse.

After much hesitation, Bai Suixin, tormented by the curse of nightmares and fearing a day when qi deviation would be irreversible, swallowed the pill despite the nausea.

Once the pill was ingested, it dissolved, exuding a nauseating scent that surged out with each breath.

“Ugh! This…”

Just as Bai Suixin was about to curse the deceiving sage, his soul unexpectedly felt relaxed and free. The intangible shackles burst open.

“This pill is delicious!”

“As long as it works,” Zhou Yi said, covering his nose and mouth. He reminded Bai Suixin, “Senior brother, be more careful with your words from now on, especially regarding matters of the immortal ancestor. Should you encounter someone petty…”

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