Innate Immortal Seed

Chapter 496: Chapter 477: Immortal Divine Power

”Even Venerable Purple Thunder acknowledges you as its master, so I’ll trust you for now... When you reach Divinity Transformation—no, Late-Stage Nascent Soul—I will truly accept you as my master. Before that, I want to stay inside the Sword Box and experience the effects of the Pure Qi.”

The Abi Heavenly Prison Demon Sword glanced toward the Supreme Qingwei Sword Box, its voice unconsciously lowering.

”Fine, but you’d better get used to it quickly. That day won’t be long in coming.”

Bai Zichen pointed at the Sword Box, opening an empty slot, and the Black-Red Demon Dragon rushed inside.

’To think it underestimates the Supreme Qingwei Sword Box. A pity it doesn’t know that in the Secret Realm, the Sword Box was the centerpiece of the Three Treasures inheritance, the most valued of them all. Even Xiaozhi fell to a Tier Three Sword Embryo just to protect the Sword Box, transferring its Spiritual Power to it.’

In Ancient Times, very few people ever paid attention to the Sword Box. Even the Abi Heavenly Prison Demon Sword, from its own words, placed the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword on a higher pedestal, viewing the Sword Box as merely an auxiliary Treasure.

Only Bai Zichen truly understood what the Supreme Qingwei Sword Box represented.

The meaning behind the two words ”Celestial Treasure” was likely far beyond the limits of what Cultivators in the Human World could imagine.

’The Abi Heavenly Prison Demon Sword choosing this semi-submissive, semi-independent state is actually quite good. In any case, there aren’t many opportunities for me to use a Tier Five Flying Sword right now.’

’If I encounter an enemy that even the Star River Sword Array can’t handle, switching to the Abi Heavenly Prison Demon Sword won’t be much use either. I can’t possibly expect this Demon Sword to risk its life and use its Origin Power for me.’

’I don’t even have enough True Essence to substitute it for one of the Flying Swords in the Sword Array.’

’To truly unleash the power of a Tier Five Flying Sword, a Late-Stage Nascent Soul Cultivation is the minimum requirement.’

When Bai Zichen had first reached Core Formation, he had been able to wield the Moon Xuan Sword with ease, but that was only because it had held nothing back and actively cooperated.

’Blood God True Monarch knows about my Sword Array and my Body Refining trump cards. If he leaks that information before he dies, it will be extremely disadvantageous for me... Damn these injuries. If I move now to pursue and fight him, I’ll be left with irreversible internal damage.’

It wasn’t that Bai Zichen didn’t want to eradicate the threat completely, but if it meant suffering a chronic injury that would take hundreds of years to fully heal, it simply wasn’t worth it.

’Blood God True Monarch wasn’t my match even with the Abi Heavenly Prison Demon Sword, let alone now that he’s lost the Flying Sword... Once he’s dead, the Blood Sea Sect will be nothing to worry about. It won’t even qualify as one of the three great sects of Nan Chu.’

The Blood Sea Sect was no longer a threat. What truly had him on pins and needles was the suspected mastermind: the Qingqiu Death Sea.

If this former Demon Race Sacred Land was really the one who directed Blood God True Monarch, then no matter what their true objective was, it was an extremely terrifying matter.

This was a power presided over by a Divinity Transformation Demon Lord. Even if the Tier Five Demon Monarch couldn’t act personally, they still had several Tier Four Top-Grade Great Demons, equivalent to the Human Race’s Great True Monarchs.

At the same time, they held extremely far-reaching influence in the Southern Domain.

The fact that they could so easily command Blood God True Monarch showed that they were perfectly capable of using other means to evade the Moral Sect’s surveillance.

’First, I need to find a hidden place to recuperate. In my current state, if even two Early-Stage Nascent Soul Cultivators showed up, my only option would be to flee in disgrace... Once my injuries have improved, I’ll head to the Central Domain immediately. It’s filled with Super Sects and, more importantly, it’s close to the Moral Sect. I believe that no matter how audacious the Demon Race is, they wouldn’t dare to act so recklessly there.’

Bai Zichen took out two Tier Three Elixirs designed to replenish Qi and blood and strengthen bones, and swallowed them in one gulp.

After studying a map for a long while, he simply packed up his belongings, flew over Luofeng Mountain, and headed straight for the Hundred Thousand Evil.

’This place is sparsely populated, desolate, and wild. It’s perfectly suited for the quiet and safety I need...’

After flying over several mountain peaks, he finally sensed a Tier Three Top-Grade Spirit Land and hastily descended on his Sword Light.

Tier Four Spirit Lands were as rare as a phoenix feather in the Hundred Thousand Evil, mostly occupied by powerful and vicious Gu Cultivators and Transformed Great Demons.

At a time like this, it was better to avoid trouble, so there was no need to seek perfection.

A swarm of Five Poison Flower Spiders occupied the mountaintop. Each was the size of a washbasin, and their leader, the Spider King, had grown as large as a calf, with vibrant patterns on its back forming a complex design.

Upon seeing the enemy, the Five Poison Spider King spat a mouthful of venom. A cloyingly sweet smell filled the air, and where the venom landed, it melted shocking pits into the ground.

At the same time, they also spewed out a toxic smoke. Hundreds of Five Poison Flower Spiders worked in unison, forming a vast poisonous fog.

The fog was iridescent and incredibly foul-smelling.

With a flick of his finger, Bai Zichen sent out dozens of balls of Pure Yang True Flame. They formed a fiery net that enveloped the swarm of Five Poison Flower Spiders, which began to SIZZLE as they burned.

A quarter of an hour later, they were all lying belly-up, and the smell of charred flesh filled the mountain.

He cleaned out the poisonous creatures’ nest, draped the Mystical Immortal Gauze over himself, and began the healing process.

Spring passed and autumn came. With the Five Poison Flower Spiders annihilated, a new poisonous creature crawled onto the mountaintop the following year. It was a double-tailed Tier Three Golden Scorpion. One of its poisonous stingers was like an iron chain, pulsing with green light, while the other was like a silver needle, as fine as a cow’s hair.

The Golden Scorpion paid no mind to the Cultivator right under its nose. It dragged over a few stone slabs for shade and burrowed underneath them.

’In terms of self-healing and recovery, the Five Crystal Glaze Body isn’t much better than ordinary Body Refining Techniques. It seems I must find a way to cultivate the Immortal Cave True Bone... Regenerating limbs and growing flesh from bone are just its basic abilities. As long as the Nascent Soul is intact and the Primordial Spirit is flawless, even if the physical body is torn to pieces, I can turn the Immortal Cave True Bone into nothingness in exchange for a chance to reform.’

Bai Zichen opened his eyes. The injuries inside his body were barely more than halfway healed.

’The Immortal Cave True Bone requires the Essence Blood of a Demon Beast that possesses an Immortal Divine Power to begin its Refinement. That’s no easy task. I can’t just pick a fight with every Demon Beast I see to check if it has an Immortal Body. Besides, according to the Ancient Books, Demon Beasts that can master an Immortal Divine Power are basically all at Tier Five. How could I possibly deal with one of those?’

However, among the seven Immortal Bones refined by the Nine Heavens Bone Forging Techniques, there was one that was perfect for his current situation: the Hundred Poison Green Scale Bone.

By gathering nine hundred and ninety-nine types of poison, one could refine their forearm into the Hundred Poison Green Scale Bone, becoming nearly immune to all poisons in the world.

The Hundred Thousand Evil was arguably the most suitable place in the entire Cultivation Realm to cultivate this Immortal Bone. Nowhere else in the world could match its quantity and density of poisonous creatures.

’The only problem is that it’s time-consuming and laborious. It might take several decades to gather all the required poisons... Collecting them all by myself might not be as convenient as waiting until I reach Late-Stage Nascent Soul, become a powerhouse, and order other Cultivators to hunt down and collect poisons for me in the Southern Border.’

As Bai Zichen thought this, a True Essence Giant Hand shot out and captured the double-tailed golden scorpion a thousand feet away.

One stinger struck with force, injecting its venom, and the crimson giant hand turned a shade of turquoise.

The other stinger, like a cow-hair-thin silver needle, shot out with a glint of cold light.

’Impressive. It’s only a Tier Three Low Grade, yet a strike from this stinger is comparable to a full-power blow from a Core Formation Perfection cultivator. It’s also stealthy and vicious; I doubt even a Core Formation True Man could withstand it.’

Bai Zichen examined the needle-like stinger with great interest, thinking it was a natural material for Refining a Flying Needle.

With just a simple refinement, it could be fully formed.

The True Essence Giant Hand squeezed, ending the double-tailed scorpion’s life, and then extracted its Poison Sac.

He squeezed out a drop of ink-black venom and, following the cultivation method for the Hundred Poison Green Scale Bone, began to gradually merge it into his left forearm.

Several hours later, an ink-black line appeared on his left arm under his inner gaze—the mark of the poison’s integration.

Once his entire left arm was covered in these lines, it would mean the Hundred Poison Green Scale Bone was successfully forged.

A moment later, he took out the mass of Innate Nine Yang True Flame and the Nine Yang Divine Fire Mirror.

He placed the Innate Nine Yang True Flame into the Treasure Mirror. Without any need for him to prompt the Refinement, the Nine Yang Divine Fire Mirror acted like a traveler who had been stranded in a desert for years and finally found a clear spring, drinking from it with desperate thirst.

The two merged without any resistance. A gentle warmth emanated from the mirror’s surface, and the entire Treasure Mirror seemed to come to life.

He could almost hear the Nine Yang Divine Fire Mirror cheering. Following a few crisp cracking sounds, it finally returned to the Tier of a Top-Grade Magical Treasure.

’I just need to achieve some success in my study of the Daoist Classic Cantongqi, and then I can try to upgrade it to a Spiritual Treasure. From then on, the Sect will have another legacy Spiritual Treasure...’

Bai Zichen played with the reborn Nine Yang Divine Fire Mirror for a long time before finally retracting it into his Dantian Qi Sea and letting it hang on the chest of his chubby white Nascent Soul.