I Seek Immortality Through Serendipity

Nine Rivers Marsh, Cyan Peak Daoist School.

”Swish!”

Beams of Escape Light flew across the vast marsh, occasionally accompanied by drifting blood mist.

A murderous aura seemed to quietly permeate the air.

Outside a grand and majestic cyan hall, many disciples stood.

At the plaque of the hall, three words were written: Fate Hall!

This was the place where the Cyan Peak Daoist School issued fate missions and tested its disciples.

However, the world had been peaceful for many years, and Fate Hall’s tasks were not abundant, hence not busy.

Only in recent years, after the conquest of the Red Moon River and the Eight Rivers Demon Race, claiming the large Water Vein Spirit Island, requiring many disciples for development, had it become busy.

Yet even so, for cultivators, such mundane tasks were manageable.

But now, it was vastly different; the entire Fate Hall was as busy as ants on a hot pan, bustling with activity.

”Laizhang Mountain has a Demon Beast of the Earth Demon Realm descending to devour people, the demonic energy fills the sky, Little Sword Pavilion cultivators cannot subdue it, requesting Foundation Establishment Cultivator support from the Daoist School!”

”The Sect Leader of Red Cloud Sect is suspected of cultivating the Demonic Seal, in one day, the populace of three cities vanished without a trace, requesting Foundation Establishment Cultivator support from the Daoist School!”

”In Nanxing City, a suspected Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator is kidnapping women, up to a hundred have already disappeared, the Sect Leader of Famous Blade Sect was defeated and seriously injured, requesting support from the Upper Sect!”

”...”

Streams of information surged like snowflakes from within Cyan Peak Daoist School’s thousands of miles of territory.

Like a spark of starfire, seemed to have the momentum to set the prairie ablaze.

”Damn it, how could the world harbor so many Demonic Seal evil techniques, rushing out all at once?!”

Disciples in Fate Hall, organizing the intelligence streams, couldn’t help but curse aloud.

Originally, the world was very peaceful, yet for some reason, after the fall of the True Immortal, bizarre dharma gates began to spread in the South Mountain Domain.

These Demonic Seal evil techniques were exceedingly bizarre, often resulting in murder, bone-refinement, soul control, and extreme cruelty, yet ominously powerful, with incredibly rapid cultivation speed. Numerous sinister figures began to emerge.

Initially, only isolated cases occurred, not even requiring the Daoist School’s intervention, as some subordinate sects had eradicated them.

Yet as time passed, Sect Leaders of some insignificant small sects began to falter, secretly cultivating Demon Techniques.

Over twenty years, a mere blink for Great Power Cultivators.

Yet enough time for an infant to grow into a youth.

This was a generation’s time, ample as nurturing soil.

Although the overall trend hadn’t changed, among the grass-root Loose Cultivators, Demonic Seal evil techniques began to permeate quietly.

Already, many clandestine Demonic Markets had quietly emerged.

To exterminate these demonic bandits, the Daoist School was in a frenzy.

”The Sect Leader of Fire Cloud Sect is suspected of falling into the Demonic Dao, appearing in Demonic Markets?”

”Damn, how could Fire Cloud Sect harbor such mischief again, transfer this Command Sword to Soldier Fighting Hall, let them arrange it themselves!”

In Fate Hall, the Foundation Establishment Steward held his head in his hands, exclaiming involuntarily.

He had never realized before that so many factions, large and small, were hidden within the South Mountain Domain, suddenly the number of cultivators seemed to have surged.

Just then, a golden Command Sword came swiftly, landing in Fate Hall.

The Foundation Establishment Steward glanced at it and immediately stood up, hands trembling slightly, unable to refrain from sighing deeply.

”A battle of Golden Core cultivators erupted in the Three Mountains Alliance, black fiends filled the sky, the sound of Golden Cores shattering could be heard within tens of miles, it seems a Golden Core has fallen!”

Golden Core demise!

Such an event hadn’t occurred in South Mountain Domain for a long time!

And this wasn’t the first instance!

Years ago, a Golden Core battle broke out within Cyan Peak Daoist School’s thousands of miles radius at Vast Sea Sect, though no one ultimately perished, the commotion was great and widespread.

”In this turbulent autumn, it’s feared a Golden Core Cultivator has already entered the Daoist School...”

The Foundation Establishment Steward couldn’t help but sigh deeply.

And his guess was right on the mark.

Cyan Peak Mountain, Yunxuan Island.

A burly middle-aged cultivator with a scarred face, engaged in serious conversation with a young Daoist clad in a Lotus Daoist Robe.

”Fellow Daoist Bian, the Demonic Path Method bewitches the mind, Vast Sea Sect was inherently insidious and deceitful, now obtaining the Demonic Path Method, they’ve already embraced the Demonic Seal!”

”Our Three Mountains Alliance was deceived by them, failing to notice, resulting in Daoist Ren being harmed, significant losses, now relying solely on the Grand Array for support!”

”If support cannot be secured, the Three Mountains Alliance is on the verge of destruction!”

”The alliance’s destruction is trivial, but if the vast resources within were to fall into Vast Sea Sect’s hands, their power would increase, making balance difficult indeed!”

The Three Mountains Alliance had three Golden Core cultivators: Heaven, Earth, and Man, this burly middle-aged cultivator was one of them, named Mountain Daoist.

”Vast Sea Sect...”

The young Daoist in the Lotus Daoist Robe was Master Yanming, a Golden Core cultivator from the Bian Family.

Upon hearing this news, he too wore a face of deep concern.

Golden Core falling into demonic ways, cultivating the Demonic Seal, was no small matter.

Yet only twenty years in, had Vast Sea Sect fallen to such depravity?

Master Yanming’s astute mind sensed an unusual situation, as if someone was secretly stirring the pot.

The Demonic Path Method seemed to be circulating too swiftly.

He had achieved Golden Core for hundreds of years, with extraordinary insight, knowing that the Demonic Seal had never truly vanished; it was merely suppressed and hidden.

The Bian Family even had Demonic Seals collected until now, but previously, with the Celestial Palace in place, cultivating the Demonic Seal would invite immediate calamity, so no one dared act thusly.

But after the fall of the True Immortal, the situation changed overnight.

Yet the change was exceedingly swift.

Golden Core cultivators, with their long lifespans, even if urgent, shouldn’t act so brazenly!

Despite being merely a starfire, Master Yanming knew if mishandled, the issue could trigger a chain reaction.

However, Vast Sea Sect wasn’t a Loose Cultivator force; within their sect were three surviving Golden Core cultivators, a considerable force that couldn’t be handled by him alone.

After pondering for a moment, Master Yanming slowly spoke:

”Mountain Daoist should rest for a few days, allow me to report to the Dean, then discuss this matter in detail with you.”

”Fellow Daoist, go quickly!”

”If a Daoist Embryo Master intervenes, our Three Mountains Alliance is willing to spend all wealth!”

Hearing this, Mountain Daoist was immediately overjoyed.

Though the Demonic Seals were present in the South Mountain Domain, the overall stability hadn’t been disturbed, precisely due to the suppression by Daoist Embryo Masters.

With a Daoist Embryo intervention, Vast Sea Sect could be effortlessly destroyed.

Master Yanming didn’t delay, summoning a Shell Maiden, entertaining Mountain Daoist hospitality, then he rode the Escape Light towards Cyan Peak Mountain.

But just as Master Yanming landed at Zhengyang Hall on the mountaintop, another Escape Light flew down.

”Senior Brother Zhou?”

Master Yanming descended his Escape Light, slightly surprised as he glanced beside him.

From the Escape Light stepped a middle-aged Daoist donning an azure Daoist Robe, with a golden belt, possessing outstanding elegance.

It was Master Yanghua of Formless Peak, whose real surname was Zhou.

”Junior Brother Bian?”

”You also seek the Dean?”

”Could it be that a Golden Core has come seeking trouble, burdened by demon cultivation?”

Master Yanghua pondered swiftly, blurting out the question.