I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Chapter 240 - 225 Unsolved Mystery_2

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bai long.

age: 1939.

signature: where the mighty tigers lie by the soaring skies, dragons hide within emerald jade belts.

occupation: taoist priest.

bai long has been invited to join the "nine provinces chat group".

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binhai.

garden city no. 404.

the moment zhou yi received the group invitation, he subconsciously summoned the xuanwu divine armor and swept his divine sense over a range of several miles to ensure there were no traces of mana.

"could it be the mysterious powerhouse who secretly controls the nine provinces?"

he took out a fortune-telling bamboo cup from his storage bag, cast a minor divination spell, and gently shook it until the divination sticks fell to the ground.

all is well.

zhou yi breathed a sigh of relief, as the black tortoise armor turned back into a turtle shell, and then he performed another divination with the lesser version of the calculations.

"so it turns out that the communication number i left behind in the past was actually discovered by someone."

since it wasn’t the observation of a strong power, after a bit of thought, zhou yi confirmed the addition to the chat group through the classics.

"welcome, newcomer!"

"i’m begging you, send a red packet."

"fellow daoist, where do you cultivate?"

"..."

several consecutive messages, stripped of cringe-worthy words like ’poor daoist’ and ’cultivation,’ were no different from a normal chat group.

zhou yi changed his nickname in the group to bai zhenjun and said, "poor daoist is the supreme elder of the east sea earth fire palace!"

truthfully, no one believed such cringeworthy declarations, but they managed to elicit reactions from many fellow daoists.

chiyan true monarch: "hahaha, poor daoist has finally condensed a golden core!"

aurora master: "what’s a golden core? poor daoist, through ceaseless cultivation day and night, has reached the stage of spirit division!"

sun zhenren: "after working overtime for three consecutive days and nights, i’m about to transcend to immortality."

chixing: "are there still such sweatshops nowadays?"

chiyan true monarch: "darkness without daylight, once poor daoist exits seclusion, it’s time for another xx!"

chiyan true monarch has been muted for 1 hour!

"..."

zhou yi smiled knowingly, browsed the group files, and found a wealth of daoist scriptures, cultivation techniques, and peculiar alchemy recipes that sounded like dark cuisine, purportedly leading to ascension if consumed!

"alchemy downloads are the most numerous!"

after pondering for a moment, zhou yi rapidly composed several nourishing medicinal decoction recipes, simplifying the rare ingredients within, which reduced the effects by a large margin but also brought costs down by more than tenfold.

he uploaded the medicinal decoction documents, waiting for someone destined to try them.

"being invincible is truly lonely!"

zhou yi took a swig of soda and booked a plane ticket online.

from binhai to immortal capital city, first class.

zhou yi never stinted on himself; back when he was in prison, he would gladly spend ten thousand taels at spring breeze building. now the several billion in his card were just a string of numbers.

binhai belongs to a century-old new city, a first-tier city in the great zhou, but its heritage is too thin and doesn’t suit the tastes of a creature as ancient as he.

the airplane took off.

zhou yi looked out the window, watching the clouds billowing and the waves churning. it was a different kind of interest compared to cloud-riding.

he cast a spell, leaving an illusion of himself in his seat, apparently asleep.

his body turned into a streak of light and darted out of the plane, continuing to fly high into the sky until entering the nine heavens gang wind, heading west with a calculation of his fingers.

after a long time.

a satellite wrapped in steel was within reach, perhaps called by another name, looking somewhat similar to the ones from his previous life.

zhou yi circled the satellite several times. his divine sense infiltrated it and imprinted the structural blueprints into his mind to refine a similar magical treasure when he had time, testing if he could establish a network.

his mana penetrated the satellite’s shell, sensing the material composition.

"this material seems to be... refined iron!"

zhou yi exclaimed in surprise, which was both unexpected and reasonable.

ever since learning online that satellites hovered in the gang wind, zhou yi had been curious to see for himself, thinking he could use technological means to substitute for the basic materials in artifact refining.

"the refining process of this refined iron has obvious artifact refining techniques!"

but deep down, zhou yi felt somewhat disappointed. cutting-edge technology had not escaped the old confines of the path of cultivation, with the influence of the cultivation world deeply embedded in every aspect of cloud continent.

"technology has only developed for two to three hundred years, not even a fraction of the millennia of the path of cultivation. even with the help of collective effort, it will be hard to make a leap in a short time!"

the arts of cultivation and the four arts involve genetic evolution, space manipulation, and time acceleration...

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immortal capital city.

the legacy of fengyang country continues to this day, an ancient capital of two thousand years.

after disembarking the plane, zhou yi smelled a familiar scent and looked up at the hazy sky.

"should i cast a purification spell? forget it, it would be too sensational!"

accustomed to entering the city through the east gate, zhou yi walked on the main streets of the capital, surrounded by towering buildings. the low ancient structures of the past were long gone.

here and there, ancient-style buildings existed only in appearance, designed to attract tourists.

upon reaching the inner loop, near ningde fang, most structures were traditional buildings with no more than six stories.

as zhou yi passed by the heavenly prison, he saw people buying tickets at the entrance. upon inquiry, he learned it had become a famous tourist attraction. it was said to offer a prisoner experience package, including but not limited to prison attire, iron shackles, and flogging.

"hiss! i can’t understand the hobbies of young people; this has become a paid project?"

zhou yi had no interest in experiencing it, having served literally a century as staff. he followed the familiar streets to his old residence, only to find a stone tablet at the gate.

—son wu’s former residence!

the tablet engraved son wu’s life story, with his birth and origins recorded as per the official records of that time, and a question mark for the time of death. it briefly mentioned his deeds, highlighting that he was the proprietor of there is a tavern and sheltered members of the red alliance in its early days.

the historical evaluation branded him as a meritorious philanthropist!

zhou yi glanced at the guards at the entrance and the sign reading "do not enter uninvited," shook his head helplessly, and left.