I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Chapter 376 - 300 Ancestral Master’s Seal_2

Rumors said that the Iron Crown Immortal came from humble origins, his clan annihilated by demonic cultivators. By sheer luck, he escaped with his life and was found by a passing disciple of the Grand Unity Sect, who brought him to Heavenly Mountain.

After achieving success in his cultivation, he traveled everywhere slaying demons and exterminating fiends, building a formidable reputation that made even the heretical demons tremble at the mention of his name.

Once he attained the status of a human immortal, out of respect for a senior or perhaps due to the unwritten rules among immortals, he began to devote himself to the instruction of his disciples.

Anyone who dared to provoke the disciples of the Iron Crown Immortal would instantly give him reason to rage, disregarding face and unwritten rules alike. If the Hundred-Eyes Demon Lord wasn’t under the protection of the Severing Heaven Sect, Iron Crown Immortal would have long since found his whereabouts and personally apprehended him.

The voice of the Iron Crown Immortal emanated from the Taoist temple.

"Come in."

Zhou Yi bowed and entered, saying, "Disciple has recently encountered a Heaven Severing Demon..."

He then recounted how he cooperated with Bai Suixin in slaying demons and managing the people to gather Wish Power Beads, not omitting the details of how they tricked them with spells with the help of his two senior brothers.

"You managed three feats in one stroke; you’ve done well," the Iron Crown Immortal said.

He was not a man of rigid principles; whether through cunning schemes or open strategies, as long as it eradicated demons, it was a good plan: "However, with only two at the Divinity Transformation Realm, it might alert those old monsters. Let me perform a spell for you."

As he spoke, his hands formed spell signs, and beams of spiritual light fell upon Zhou Yi, transforming his aura until it became indiscernible and eventually faded into nothingness.

"I have cast a spell to conceal your tracks so that even if a human immortal divines your location, they will not notice anything unusual."

"Thank you, Master!" Zhou Yi said, bowing deeply. He scanned the area with his Divine Sense, inside and out, but detected no traces of spellcasting. Clearly the difference in their realms was too great, so he continued.

"Disciple has come to ask, does our sect have any secrets that seem important but are actually useless? After all, as a spy, I must exchange valuable information to gain the Severing Heaven Sect’s trust!"

"Hmm, that’s easy to handle..." the Iron Crown Immortal pondered briefly, then said, "During my previous battle with Ao Guang, I can let Severing Heaven Sect know that our disciples have been slaying evil dragons everywhere, incurring the enmity of the dragon clan."

Zhou Yi instantly understood. If he relayed this to the Severing Heaven Sect, they might attempt to ally with the dragon clan, appearing to be valuable information.

"Master, could this matter cause any trouble for you?" he asked.

"I’ve been itching for action and waiting for them to join forces and set a trap for me to fall into," the Iron Crown Immortal sighed. "Ever since I ascended to the Return to Void, I look around and find no worthy opponent. Every human immortal turns out to be a shrinking turtle, not as bold as those in the Divinity Transformation Realm.

It’s lonely at the top; the Mortal World is becoming increasingly dull, and I must find my own amusement!"

"..."

Zhou Yi felt a strong oppressive aura bearing down on him and asked, "Master, we still need to mix the message with half-truths to prevent the Heaven Severing Demon from becoming suspicious."

"You cunning creature, such a pity for your Spirit Root talent," the Iron Crown Immortal remarked. "A few days ago, a disturbance occurred at the Heavenly Leak, raising suspicions that the seal set up by our ancestors has weakened over time and may soon lose its effect, possibly leading to a catastrophe!"

"Is that real or fake? That’s shockingly alarming!"

Zhou Yi’s eyes widened, feeling that Dongsheng Divine Continent was fraught with crises, yet it managed to endure without falling into ruin – a true testament to its robust fate.

"Half-truth, half-falsehood," the Iron Crown Immortal explained. "The weakening of the seal is true, but the disaster from the Heavenly Leak is fabricated. In the past, our Sect’s founder overcame the founder of the Severing Heaven Sect in battle, which was a humiliation to them. Given the chance, they would certainly seek to even the score."

"If our founder’s seal has weakened, can it still suppress the Heavenly Leak forever?" Zhou Yi asked, concerned.

Zhou Yi couldn’t help but sigh; without Xuan Hong’s connections, he would have had to catch clam demons and raise them in the Kunlun Cave Heaven.

That day.

Winter turned to spring, a gentle breeze under the beautiful sun.

Many guests arrived at the Golden Light Hall; their clans were operating in Qi Wu Mountain, and today was the day to share the profits from the Wish Power Beads.

Zhou Yi had visited Qi Wu Mountain earlier that year, first making secret visits to the towns and villages at the base of the mountain, then inquiring with the temple keeper Wu Qiong. After learning that the new River Lord and Mountain God hadn’t committed any wrongdoing, he collected the Wish Power Beads and returned to Heavenly Mountain.

"My fellow senior brothers, here are your respective shares."

Zhou Yi waved his hand, and a dozen storage bags fell into each person’s hands. He said, "The River Lord gets somewhat more, the Mountain God a bit less; however, with the addition of the mountain’s spiritual mines, the overall difference isn’t that significant."

"Of course, the number of people under your jurisdiction will also affect the amount of Wish Power Beads. It’s not that I am intentionally giving more to some and less to others!"

"What are you saying, junior brother?"

Xuan Hong scanned with his Divine Sense and, seeing over a hundred Wish Power Beads in the storage bag, immediately broke into joyful laughter: "This foundation was built on the advantage we gained from junior brother, we have no other demands."

The others agreed in quick succession; Wish Power Beads falling from the sky in the hundreds, and the promise of a never-ending supply, was indeed a stroke of great fortune!

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Senior brothers can send messages to your clan members, asking them to cultivate more good fields and accept refugees. With more people, the incense and wish power will naturally gather in greater amounts."

"It should be so."

"I will send the message immediately. As people of the Bu Tian Sect, we are obliged to protect the human race!"

"Don’t worry, junior brother. If they dare not work, I will make sure to punish them appropriately!"

Having gained tangible benefits, the atmosphere in the hall was very cheerful, and everyone spoke with Zhou Yi more cordially.

Suddenly.

The news spread throughout Heavenly Mountain, causing a tremendous stir.

After the declaration of incense offering and Divine Enthronement, the price of Wish Power Beads skyrocketed. It had already caused many disciples on the mountain to become restless, wishing to descend and claim a mountain to become a deity.

Now, they knew that even a small place in a remote corner of the Dongsheng Divine Continent had such great benefits. If one could occupy several mountains and rivers, wouldn’t Divinity Transformation be within reach?

The Golden Light Hall, where Zhou Yi resided, was overflowing with guests, all inquiring about the affairs of the Mountain Gods and River Lords.

After all, coming from the true lineage of the Xuanmen Orthodoxy and being a renowned Daoist Master, he would not openly discuss how to earn Wish Power Beads, but rather lament the state of his clan members who had no place to settle down!

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yi immediately assured him.

"Senior brother, rest assured, another opportunity will come soon enough, and I will make sure your clansmen have a foundation to thrive on."

Bai Suixin had sent word earlier; the next Demon Head had been arranged, with some connection to the Hundred-Eyes Demon Lord. The two demons were secretly on good terms.

The death of Wu Ming had removed his legacy from the world. They would find a way to lure that Demon Head, for the sake of avenging his close ally!

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