I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

"I heard this from a teacher at the Martial Arts University!"

"One before birth, one after birth, it’s possible that both of the extraordinary signs are true..."

As the rumors grew more intense, the alliance’s higher-ups originally wanted to stop the citizens from discussing them, but Xiao Hong stepped forward to prevent it.

"After the creature catastrophe, everyone has been living too oppressively, hearing nothing but bad news every day, accumulating a lot of resentment in their hearts."

Xiao Hong shrugged and said, "If my rumors add some fun to the citizens’ tea and meal times, that’s not a bad thing!"

This senior official nodded slightly, admiring Xiao Hong’s open-mindedness even more and couldn’t help but ask.

"Elder Xiao, when you were born, did you really point one hand to the sky and the other to the ground?"

Nowadays, with Xiao Hong’s reputation so high, the alliance’s higher-ups all see him as the hope of humanity, and can’t help but believe in the rumors spreading outside.

"I’m just an ordinary person who luckily received the recognition of my ancestor’s treasure. Since childhood, I’ve been baptized by Divine Fire, which allowed my martial arts to progress rapidly. All other rumors are made up. I have left my flesh and blood for the laboratory to research, don’t you believe that?"

Xiao Hong was quite helpless and rode the clouds back to the Martial Arts University.

Never did he imagine encountering a familiar teacher, whose Xuan Miao gaze clearly showed that they too believed the rumors!

The principal’s office.

No sooner had Xiao Hong taken his seat than he heard a knock at the door.

"Come in."

Upon seeing the visitor, Xiao Hong asked in confusion, "Master Tang, aren’t you teaching today?"

The Martial Arts University primarily focuses on new techniques, but only Master Tang is at the Foundation Establishment level and is also knowledgeable, almost as profound as a True Monarch, making him a figurehead similar to those of ancient cultivation traditions.

This year’s enrollment saw an increase of fifty percent in students for the ancient cultivation class, all attracted by Master Tang’s lectures.

Now that the Immortal Dao has been openly shared online, with plenty of lecture videos available, those with exceptional Spirit Roots can completely study on their own, avoiding any karmic ties with the Martial Arts University. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Bluntly put, should humanity face extinction in the future, they can escape without any attachments!

Zhou Yi smiles with a hand gesture, "Headmaster’s ascension to Martial Saint not only marks you as the first Golden Core of the new era but also as someone who has cleared the path for new techniques. The history books will certainly highlight your achievements!"

Xiao Hong immediately wore a smile on his face, "Empty fame, all empty fame."

"Recently, while observing the Headmaster’s Heavenly Tribulation, I had an epiphany, and my cultivation made a slight breakthrough."

Zhou Yi revealed a hint of his perfectly rounded energy, along with a false core that seemed both solid and illusory in his Dantian, and continued, "I am now ready to draw the Heavenly Tribulation and condense the Golden Core; I came specifically to ask for some time off."

"You’re ready to undergo the Tribulation!"

Xiao Hong leapt to his feet, spitting out the Divine Fire Fan from his mouth, "The Heavenly Tribulation is perilous, Master Tang, take this treasure to guard against the Thunder Dragon. If there are any other needs, I will do my utmost to satisfy them!"

One Martial Saint could barely protect humanity; adding one Golden Elixir True Monarch meant something entirely different.

If the demon tribe dared to invade again in the future, with a True Monarch commanding the Formation and a Martial Saint venturing forth to slay demons, their attack and defense coordination would make the demon tribe much more apprehensive!

"The Headmaster need not part with his treasure. I am proficient in Formation and confident I can withstand the Heavenly Tribulation."

Zhou Yi spit out the Light Dividing Sword and said, "This is the inherited Magic Artifact of my sect, the ancient sword school’s Light Dividing Sword, no less powerful than the Headmaster’s Divine Fire Fan."

"The Heavenly Tribulation will be no problem; the rest is up to you, Master Tang."

Xiao Hong pondered for a moment and communicated via telepathy, "What you don’t know, Master Tang, is that I merged with the second elixir, and it was destined to fail. In the moment before death, I prayed to the Kunlun Wonderland and surprisingly received a response from an immortal..."

"If there’s any trouble with the condensation of your Golden Core, be sure to set aside your pride and follow my example by praying for the assistance of the immortals!"

"Certainly, certainly! Such a secretive matter, I thank the Headmaster for telling me. After I achieve the Golden Core, I will surely return to lecture," replied Zhou Yi, struggling to suppress a smile, knowing full well that Xiao Hong meant well, and by a lucky mistake, it was indeed the intervention of a Kunlun immortal.

Xiao Hong nodded, "When you do, Master Tang, you will take charge of the ancient cultivation class!"

And so it was.

Zhou Yi transformed into a ray of escaping light and left the Martial Arts University, descending on Bright Moon Peak moments later.

Bright Moon Peak, located seven hundred li from Xianjing, was neither too far nor too close, the perfect distance to observe the Heavenly Tribulation without anyone being able to tell the true from the false.

He set up a multitude of Formations and Prohibitions, summoning layers upon layers of Clear Wind, shrouding the entire peak.

Holding a spell in hand, he dived a hundred zhang into the ground and entered the Earth Fire Palace.

"It’s still just as it was back then!"

Zhou Yi walked through the Earth Fire Palace twice, sat in the Dharma Lecture Hall and the Hall of Spiritual Fire, and heard the voices of disciples echoing in his ears. Scenes of past lectures and cultivation appeared before his eyes.

Now that those people are gone, all that remains in the world are their graves.

Zhou Yi went to the sect’s cemetery, burned paper offerings at each grave, and recited the names on the tombstones, likely the last traces of these people left in the world.

"A thousand years in an instant, seemed but as yesterday!"

There’s a significant downside for cultivators, which is having too keen a memory.

Zhou Yi could clearly remember each disciple’s words and deeds from when they were alive; even with a heart of stone, recalling those moments could not help but bring tears.

Gently caressing Sect Leader Yuan’s tombstone, the grave goods within remained undisturbed, and the magic artifacts left behind from his lifetime began to shine anew with spiritual light.

"Two thousand years have passed; amidst the changing tides of the world, I, too, have inevitably changed," Zhou Yi said.

"Had I just arrived in this realm, perhaps I would have hidden overseas for countless years or built a ship to venture across the seas in search of other lands."

"Now, with the thought of saving the world arising, it is not just because of the calamities that began because of me..."

Zhou Yi returned to the Hall of Spiritual Fire. In a sect with only one member, he silently recited the Purification Spell to suppress distracting thoughts and wild imaginings.

But, returning to the familiar grounds, faced with the empty halls and hundreds of tombs, his mind could not find peace, as if a heart devil was about to emerge.

"What to do with this pent-up frustration? It ought to be celebrated!"

Zhou Yi sent a message to Clear Wind and Bright Moon and then learned the locations of over a dozen demon tribes in the Northern Border. He transformed into light and flew northward.

Celebration wasn’t just about indulging in song and wine; it could also mean hunting demons to vent one’s anger!

"Serpent demons, fox spirits, and rabbit essences, aid my cultivation!"

Several days later.

The demons at home, disaster descends from the skies; one by one, they couldn’t even react before they were reduced to ashes.

As the news of the heavy casualties suffered by the demons of the Northern Border spread, without any attempts to conceal it, it soon reached the ears of the Four Emperors and the Demon King. After analyzing the situation, they decided it was Xiao Hong’s intention to demonstrate his power!

Thereafter.

Zhou Yi cultivated in seclusion within the Earth Fire Palace, celebrating from time to time. The days passed swiftly.

At this stage of his state of mind, the only shackles to his cultivation lay in the spiritual energy and his Spirit Root. The latter was a talent hard to change, while the former was restrained by the Jianmu tree’s limitations.

The Jianmu tree, having been continuously hastened for a millennium, now stood over twenty zhang tall. The concentration of spiritual energy theoretically allowed for the consolidation of the Golden Core, but without ten out of ten certainty, Zhou Yi dared not take the risk.

In the spiritual fields, there were two types of Spiritual Medicine that could assist in the consolidation of the Golden Core. The Nine Revolutions Ganoderma had matured, while the Mysterious Infant Immortal Grass was still growing.

"Each accounts for one part, and the Great Perfection of essence, qi, and spirit counts as three parts... that’s only a fifty percent chance. I dare not gamble on it!"

Because of this, Zhou Yi was not in a hurry to pursue the cultivation of his mana. He spent his days reading the Daoist scriptures, practicing both the righteous and demonic Magic Divine Abilities, seeking the profound mysteries of the heavenly Dao.

In a blink of an eye.

A year had passed in the Earth Fire Palace.

Xiao Hong’s notoriety had almost completely dispersed as he unashamedly slaughtered the junior demons, significantly reducing the pressure on the human territories.

The demon race, now with wisdom comparable or even superior to that of humankind, had also naturally learned to be timid. Despite the appointments by the Four Emperors, no demon was willing to approach human territories.

Thus, humankind and the demon race entered a short period of calm.

Until a Golden Core would emerge amongst the demon race, this fragile balance would not break.

"It’s about time. I must achieve the Golden Core and once again boost human morale, and in the depths of fate, strengthen my destiny!"

"The theory of destiny cannot be completely trusted, nor can it be entirely disbelieved!"

With those thoughts in mind, Zhou Yi escaped from underground and stood atop the peak. His hands formed a spell to activate dozens of high-grade thunder attribute formations.

Boom, boom, boom...

In the clear daytime sky, thunder boomed, the sound carrying for dozens of miles.

Dark clouds gathered soon after, with lightning rolling within, looking ready to strike at any moment.

Zhou Yi left only a mana avatar on White Cloud Peak while his true self had already entered the clouds, releasing the aura of a Golden Elixir True Monarch, emulating the oppressive might of heaven and earth.

"I’m casting this tribulation upon myself!" he said.

As he spoke, he stimulated the Array Plate, condensing dozens of zhang long Thunder Dragons that descended with roaring fury from the sky.

The sudden climatic changes on White Cloud Peak had been detected by satellites in the sky, and after capturing images, they were immediately sent back to the alliance. The event was quickly recognized as a minor Forty-Nine Heavens Tribulation, with the person undergoing it being Taoist Tang.

The news of Taoist Tang’s retreat to overcome the tribulation was only known to a few top-level members of the alliance, and they announced it as a regular meditative retreat.

Upon hearing the news, Xiao Hong immediately transformed into a half-tiger, half-human and flew towards White Cloud Peak.

Despite moving as fast as lightning, by the time Xiao Hong neared White Cloud Peak, more than half an hour had passed, and the Heavenly Tribulation in the sky was slowly dissipating, leaving only one figure standing tall in the air.

Zhou Yi stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his indigo Daoist robe fluttering in the wind, displaying a fearsome Golden Core aura.

"Fortune has not failed me, I have achieved the Golden Core!" he proclaimed.