I Seek Immortality Through Serendipity

At the southernmost end of the South Mountain Domain continent, there lies an endless chain of mountains.

Natural barriers like clouds, deep ravines and valleys, countless cliffs and precipices, inside which countless demon beasts and alien insects proliferate and thrive.

It is a true forbidden territory for the Human Race.

And at the southernmost part of the mountain range, atop a sheer cliff, stands a grand hall with flying eaves and curved corners, built from blue tiles and gray bricks, right in the midst of this Human Race forbidden land.

Strange array patterns, thick like sword edges, extend from the hall, resembling golden chains winding through the rocks.

Sitting inside the grand hall, with a glance, one sees the vast, boundless ocean.

The azure waves stretch endlessly, water billowing in mighty torrents.

The edge of the sky is indistinct here, seemingly losing its dominance, forced to coexist with the ocean.

”Dang!”

”Dang!”

”Dang!”

The clear and melodious sound of bells ring out, and numerous disciples gather from all directions, sitting cross-legged in the hall, practicing their cultivation through breath regulation.

”Swish!”

Just then, a silver Dharma Boat comes swiftly from above the vast mountain range, descending upon the hall.

This Dharma Boat glows with spiritual light, its every array pattern glimmering with a weighty, mountain-like power, appearing immensely majestic.

Disciples who were cultivating below all looked up in surprise.

”A Golden Core Dharma Boat!”

One disciple couldn’t help but exclaim.

And on the Dharma Boat, a strikingly handsome Daoist stands respectfully behind a tall and slender figure.

”Below us is our Daoist School’s South Sea Villa.”

”This villa was established by our patriarch personally, ages ago, not only to extract the resources of this endless South Mountain but also to monitor the South Sea Demon Race.”

”This place is far from the prosperous regions of the South Mountain Domain. After the establishment of the Celestial Palace, the Demon Race did not invade for many years, gradually becoming obsolete for monitoring and instead serving as a place of soft confinement for many failed in the law struggles, Dao struggles, and absolute struggles.”

”This is also our Daoist School’s last stronghold in the South Mountain Domain. Beyond this lies the South Sea, the true land of the Demon Race.”

The Sword Fox Immortal glanced at the South Sea Villa below and softly explained to Gu Yuan behind her.

”Junior Sister Fox, long time no see. What brings you to this desolate place?”

Just then, an old man suddenly walked out from the hall.

The old man was extremely tall, the tallest among the Human Race cultivators Gu Yuan had ever seen, over six feet tall.

His hair was grizzled, and there was a deep scar between his brows, so deep it seemed to reach the bone, but his eyes were captivating, carrying a mighty oppressive force.

”This is Senior Brother Yue Chongdai, the current Peak Master of Ruyi Peak. Years ago, he had a magical combat with the Su Family and was defeated miserably, thus he came to the South Sea Villa to serve as a guardian.”

”Our Cyan Peak Daoist School has a total of nine Golden Cores, five of whom reside in the school, one guards the South Sea Villa, another sits at the Central Land Divine State year-round, and the remaining roam throughout the world, unseen.”

”This true inheritance struggle is engaging, aside from two who are wholly devoted to the Dao and stand alone, about seven Golden Cores are expected to take action.”

The Sword Fox Immortal was greeting the old man while simultaneously transmitting messages to Gu Yuan, informing him of the school’s secrets unknown to most.

”Is this your newly accepted disciple?”

”Are you planning to push him to compete in the arena?”

”He looks quite handsome, but I wonder how much real skill he has!”

Yue Chongdai glanced at Gu Yuan with his tiger-like eyes, laughed heartily, and said.

”The true inheritance struggle depends on one’s fate technique. All we can do is lend a helping hand!”

The Sword Fox Immortal spoke calmly.

”Oh?”

”Then why have you come to my South Sea?”

”Is there some fate technique to be found in the South Sea land?”

Yue Chongdai laughed aloud.

”I ask Senior Brother Yue to bring out the Flood Dragon Map!”

The Sword Fox Immortal made a bow and said.

”What do you want with the Flood Dragon Map?!”

Yue Chongdai was startled.

”To explore Dragon Island and listen to the sound of thunder!”

The Sword Fox Immortal said coldly.

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”Rumble!”

In the vast South Sea, countless miles to the south, amidst the tumultuous sea, lies a great island stretching over a thousand miles.

Outside the great island, countless scattered islets densely dot the sea, like stars surrounding the moon.

On the island, there are all Demon Race members.

But unlike the disorganized chaos of the Ten Thousand Islands Sea, these demon races act as one, clad in armor, in perfect order.

And on that large island, there is a grand and luxurious palace, like a Celestial Palace.

In the center of the palace, there is a massive deep pool, seemingly connected to the ocean.

In the water of the pool, an enormous creature is in a deep sleep.

This is a Flood Dragon with a serpent body, deer antlers, four claws on its belly, densely scaled, and silver-tipped lips!

The greatest power in the Four Seas is none other than the Dragon Court.

In the Dragon Court, all are Dragon Children, containing the True Dragon Bloodline, identical in appearance to True Dragons, mythical beings.

Beneath the Dragon Children, there are various Flood Dragons, Kun Beasts, and Celestial Demons of the sea.

Among them, the Flood Dragon line is the most varied in number and has the most significant disparity in strength.

Some powerful ones can slaughter Celestial Demons as easily as reaching into a bag, comparable to Dragon Children, truly Overlord Level giants.

Weaker ones can only survive in the corners of the Four Seas, barely ruling a region.

Some gather in rivers and lakes, rallying Little Demons of mountains and rivers to become Demon Kings.

And the Flood Dragon before us, though it only occupies an island in the corner of the South Sea.

Its achievements in the ocean territory cannot be underestimated.

Its Demon Qi is vast, its scales are fierce, and on its forehead, a brilliant green Flood Dragon Inner Core radiates, continually absorbing Sun and Moon Essence and the Spiritual Qi of the sea region.

It is clearly a Flood Dragon in the Great Demon Realm, comparable to a Golden Core, capable of stirring winds and clouds, controlling rivers and rains on land and lakes.

”Who’s there!”

At this moment, the Flood Dragon suddenly opens its eyes, a strange golden shine flashing across its pupils, revealing a trace of its extraordinary bloodline.

”Strike!”

However, the only response is a cold, icy voice.

Then, a Boundless Sword Light, like a Celestial River, suddenly descends with an unmatched momentum, roaring in.

”Such audacity!”

”A Human Race Golden Core dares to intrude on my Dragon Island!”

The golden eyes of the Flood Dragon flash with wrath.

It opens its mouth to roar, dragon roars rolling, though not a True Dragon, it still carries an awe-inspiring majesty, filled with the oppressiveness of a superior, like a monstrous wave, trying to crush one’s soul.

”Booming!”

Not only that, with the Flood Dragon’s roar, countless thunders suddenly fall on Dragon Island, thunder lights rolling, like heaven’s punishment, filled with unimaginable power.

This island is no ordinary island, naturally imbued with boundless Thunder Power.

And the sword light is even sharper, an incredibly fierce Magical Combat breaks out instantly.

On the Dharma Boat, Gu Yuan looks at the scene before him, muttering speechlessly, unsure of what to say.

”Sound Hunter, Thunder Absorber, everything is under my control!”

Yet the voice of the Sword Fox Immortal wafts through the sky full of thunder.

”Yes!”

Gu Yuan bows his head, sighing.

Then he sits cross-legged, takes out a blue Spirit Pearl from his sleeve.

This pearl is the size of a dragon eye, with six orifices, with flashes of ghostly blue lightning inside the orifices, densely covered with strange Thunder Patterns like lightning.

Artifact Embryo, Vortex Wind Thunder Pearl!

This pearl seems ordinary, Spiritual Light restrained, merely a Low-grade Spiritual Artifact.

”Go!”

But when Gu Yuan throws it into the sky full of thunderclouds, the six orifices of the Spirit Pearl bloom brightly, continuously absorbing the power of thunder.

Then the aura of the Vortex Wind Thunder Pearl rapidly rises, reaching the level of a Middle-grade Spiritual Artifact in the blink of an eye.

”Such audacity, to use my Dragon Island’s Thunder Power for Artifact Refining!”

Amidst the sky full of thunderclouds, the roar of the Flood Dragon is heard.

”Spare your words, daring to seize Thunder Power, you are doomed to die!”

Beyond the endless sword light, a domineering female voice rings out.

”Such audacity! Such audacity!”

The Flood Dragon is furious, yet it doesn’t dare to hold back, instead, it exerts its full strength, unleashing all thunderlight, trying to shatter the boundless sword light.

Gu Yuan sits quietly on the Dharma Boat, listening calmly.

Inside his Dantian, a peculiar Dharma Seal engraved with a Golden Howl trembles slightly.

The Three-Heart Gold Seal shines brightly.

Gu Yuan’s ears twitch, and on the Golden Howl Dharma Seal, a strange Flood Dragon phantom gradually appears.