Make the Immortal Sect Great Again

Inside the Golden Tent of the Royal Court.

”I fully understand your thoughts, Martial Uncle.”

Wang Ping’s expression was respectful, yet he persisted, ”However, I still wish to request the bloodlines of the Eight Great Royal Clans. I only hope to add another combat technique to my arsenal.”

”You still want them?” Jin Hai frowned slightly.

This displeased him a bit. He had explained so much, even revealing a few secrets about Divine Powers, acting as a tactful refusal to hand over the bloodlines of the Eight Great Royal Clans.

Since the matter concerned the future Immortal-Brahma Sword Battle, he did not want to risk a leak. He assumed Wang Ping had understood the hint, but to his surprise, the junior still asked for them.

The boy simply did not know how to take a hint.

”Forgive me, Martial Uncle, but I must be honest.”

Wang Ping put on a look of absolute sincerity. ”After receiving the Void Joy Non-Dual Guardian Consort Talisman, I already have a candidate in mind. It is a true transmission disciple of the Immortal Gate.”

”...Oh?”These words immediately grabbed Jin Hai’s attention. ”A true transmission disciple... One who hasn’t fully matured yet, I presume? At the Tribulation Transcending First Layer, just like you?”

”You see clearly, Martial Uncle,” Wang Ping nodded. ”But as you know, the methods of an Immortal Gate true transmission disciple are nothing to scoff at. My own skills are cobbled together from here and there. I can handle independent cultivators just fine, but if I genuinely face a true transmission disciple of the Immortal Gate, my chances of winning are truly low. That is why I am requesting a combat technique.”

”I entreat Martial Uncle to make an exception. If I succeed, you will have played an indispensable role in that achievement.”

”This...”

Jin Hai’s brow furrowed tightly as he instantly realized what Wang Ping meant. Refining an Immortal Gate true transmission disciple into a protector wisdom consort—what kind of massive merit would that be?

For the Brahma Nation.

Not only would it eliminate a potential future threat, but it would also plant a spy at the true transmission level—one who could even become a Qi Refining practitioner in the future!

The value was immeasurable.

Compared to that, the bloodlines of the Eight Great Royal Clans didn’t seem so important anymore. After all, it was just for one Immortal-Brahma Sword Battle, which was restricted to cultivators below the Qi Refining realm.

”...Very well.”

Having reached this thought, Jin Hai promptly made his decision. He took out an Alms Bowl and handed it to Wang Ping. Layers of bloody light were visibly swirling inside.

The light was divided into twelve colors.

Five of those colors condensed into a single strand, the strongest but the smallest in volume—only a single drop of blood. The remaining seven colors circled it like a blooming lotus, breathtakingly beautiful.

”The eight delicacies within the Eight Treasure Table consist of the peacock, golden-winged great peng, nine-headed bird, double-pupiled bird, ten-thousand-year turtle, ink flood dragon, profound soil treasure tree, and sorrowless flower. They cover all three categories of birds, beasts, and spiritual plants. I specifically gathered these after descending to the lower realm to replenish my vital energy.”

”I have already used up the majority of them.”

”What remains holds little medicinal value, but for you to study and simulate with the False Form technique, it should be more than enough.”

”Thank you, Martial Uncle!”

Pleasantly surprised, Wang Ping didn’t hesitate for a second. He immediately sat cross-legged, circulated his spiritual consciousness, and cast a spell to draw upon the bloody light in the Alms Bowl, rapidly beginning his deductions.

At the same time, his gaze fell on the Alms Bowl before him.

This was clearly Jin Hai’s commonly used magical treasure, brimming with consciousness fragments. The blood light inside had likely been scraped directly from the Great Sages of the royal clans.

Coming from their flesh and blood, the consciousness fragments within were naturally quite numerous.

Taiping Sutra, take them!

With a thought, Wang Ping’s consciousness sank into the Great Peace Mortuary. He instantly saw that a full nine portraits had materialized on the Invoking Deities scripture scroll.

At the forefront was none other than Jin Hai!

The other eight were variously shaped Totems, clearly the Heavenly Demon Great Sages of the Eight Great Royal Clans. Seeing this, Wang Ping didn’t hesitate and directly activated them all.

Since he was doing this, he would take it all the way. A simple False Form transformation was no longer enough for him. He wanted to use this transformation art as a foundation to deduce a truly superior combat method. Jin Hai and the eight Heavenly Demon Great Sages were precisely the fuel he needed for his deductions.

Let me see your limits!

Boom!

In the next second, Wang Ping’s mind abruptly emptied. His body operated instinctively as he opened his mouth and inhaled, causing the bloody light inside the Alms Bowl to rise up in a vapor.

”Hmm?”

Almost simultaneously, Jin Hai raised an eyebrow and looked over in astonishment. ”He isn’t settling for an ordinary spell, but wants to deduce an actual technique?”

Spells had their strengths and weaknesses.

Ordinary cultivators would simply use a spell exactly as they received it, with no variations or personal style. Such people were considered mediocre in both the Immortal Gate and the Brahma Nation.

However, cultivators with genuine Daoist wisdom and high comprehension would blend the characteristics of their own magical power into the spell. They would use their personal style to unearth more possibilities from it, deducing various techniques that turned the mundane into the miraculous. Wielded in their hands, the exact same spell would unleash far greater power.

Wang Ping had actually seen a similar situation before.

Back then, during his head-on clash with Daoist Nun You in Longxing County, she had executed a technique called the Azure Dragon Form-Concealing Divine Light.

That was an evolution derived from the ”Produce Light” spell.

And right now, Wang Ping was doing the exact same thing. He wanted to deduce a more powerful and profoundly versatile technique out of the False Form spell.

”Excellent... What great comprehension!”

The more Jin Hai watched, the brighter his eyes shone, reaching the point of absolute disbelief. He realized that Wang Ping’s deduction speed was incredibly fast, and he seemed intimately familiar with the bloodlines of the Eight Great Royal Clans.

Especially his train of thought during the deduction.

Often, the moment Jin Hai thought of a highly suitable approach, Wang Ping would simultaneously arrive at the exact same idea and begin executing it. Even his hand seals and methods were identical to Jin Hai’s!

”Yes, yes, exactly like that.”

”Not bad, brilliant thinking!”

Watching until the end, Jin Hai simply couldn’t hold back his praise. He felt that even if he stepped in to execute it personally, he couldn’t have done a better job than Wang Ping was doing right now.

But when he recalled the other party’s identity as the reincarnated true transmission disciple of the Immortal Gate, Jin Hai found it entirely reasonable. It would actually be abnormal if he did not possess such outstanding talent.

The cycle continued like this for a long time.

”Phew!”

Exhaling a long breath, Wang Ping finally opened his eyes. Magical light surged in the depths of his gaze. If one looked closely, they would see faint Totems flashing past.

”It’s done!”

Not only had he fused the bloodlines of the Eight Great Royal Clans, but he had also integrated the bloodline of the six-eared spirit macaque. In the end, the deduced technique possessed a full nine variations.

Meanwhile, inside the Great Peace Mortuary, the portraits of Jin Hai and the eight royal Great Sages slowly faded away from the Invoking Deities scripture scroll with smiles on their faces, having finally completed their task. Seeing this, Wang Ping decided to name this technique the Nine Profound Demon-Subduing Transformations to commemorate their hard work.

In the future, when the Royal Court and Great Shun go to war.

I’ll use these Nine Profound Demon-Subduing Transformations to send them all into the Six Desires Heavenly Demon Flag. That way, we can continue the bond we forged while deducing this technique.

Sigh, I really am such a sentimental person!

Reining in his thoughts, Wang Ping turned around, only to see Jin Hai looking at him with deep appreciation. Noticing that Wang Ping had retracted his powers, Jin Hai even took the initiative to walk over and pat his shoulder.

”Well done.”

”Do you have any other requests? If not, pack up, and I will send you back to the Eight Trigrams Furnace... That Heaven-Transcending Great Sage belongs to you, right?”

Hearing this, Wang Ping replied with an honest face,

”He is my external avatar.”

”I see.”

Jin Hai nodded. ”No wonder your technique also integrated the six-eared spirit macaque bloodline... That race’s Sound Perception spell is very well-suited for gathering intelligence.”

”In that case... after you return to the Eight Trigrams Furnace, ask around about someone for me.”

With that, Jin Hai channeled his magical power, sketching a portrait out of thin air. It vividly depicted a youth with a heroic bearing, his face brimming with a mocking expression.

”This is the person the Great Golden Wheel Wisdom King explicitly called out by name to find.”

”I don’t know the exact reason. The Wisdom King is unfathomable and keeps many things from me. However, this person should be the culprit who incurred the Wisdom King’s profound wrath.”

Wang Ping’s eye twitched at the sight.

The youth in the portrait was none other than Ye Chao—or more accurately, it was Wang Ping himself, wearing Ye Chao’s face on purpose back when he killed Kongzhi.

”I understand.”

Wang Ping nodded, putting on an expression of shared enmity. ”This man enraged the Wisdom King; his crimes are unforgivable. I will definitely find him as soon as possible!”

As he spoke, Wang Ping had already made up his mind—he would pin this blame squarely on that true transmission Kunlun’s head. It would be even better to drag the Heaven-Stealing Thief into it as well, letting the Great Golden Wheel Wisdom King exact revenge on them. That old bastard had made him take the fall so many times; it was finally time to make him take the fall instead!

”Good, your loyalty is commendable.”

Seeing this, Jin Hai offered a word of encouragement. He suddenly felt a sense of immense relief. The look in his eyes as he gazed at Wang Ping was practically like looking at a money tree.

To think such a massive surprise would drop from the sky, delivering so much intelligence to boot. As long as he utilized it well, he would definitely be able to advance even further!

”By the way, Martial Uncle.”

Wang Ping stood up and asked in a low voice, ”Once I head back to the Eight Trigrams Furnace, if I obtain critical intelligence, how should I contact you, Martial Uncle?”

”I can’t possibly make a trip here every single time.”

Jin Hai smiled. ”You don’t need to worry about that. The Great Joy Wisdom King has already met you. When the time comes to make contact, I will naturally reach out to you.”

Wang Ping hurriedly nodded.

”I see. That’s good then.”

After speaking, he immediately sank his focus inward, entering his sea of consciousness. He looked at the three talismans currently bobbing in the depths of his mind, each occupying a corner of his consciousness sea.

Life-Stealing Thief.

Time-Stealing Thief.

Void Joy Non-Dual Guardian Consort Talisman.

These three talismans seem to have similar properties... The Life-Stealing Thief and Time-Stealing Thief are slightly weaker, but they aren’t completely defenseless.

Following this trend, I can absolutely guide these three talismans into a collision. Based on the current situation, the most likely outcome is that both the Life-Stealing Thief and the Time-Stealing Thief will be destroyed, while the Void Joy Non-Dual Guardian Consort Talisman will suffer heavy damage but survive... However, what if I gather the complete Five Thieves Stealing Heaven Myriad Transformations Divine Talisman?

Wang Ping estimated that the most probable outcome would be mutual destruction!

As it stands, these two talismans—the Life-Stealing Thief and the Time-Stealing Thief—are highly likely the reason why that old bastard, the Heaven-Stealing Thief, has been keeping tabs on me.

He should even be able to sense my location through them.

And the effect of this Void Joy Non-Dual Guardian Consort Talisman is roughly the same. It can sense my position and even transmit sound. In essence, it is a surveillance device as well.

This was an opportunity, but also a risk.

However, as long as he utilized it well—when he no longer needed them, he could easily steer both sides into a collision, thereby thoroughly jumping out of their schemes!

Eat the sugar coating, throw the cannonball back!

In the end, I’m not helpless. There are still ways to deal with this.

With this in mind, Wang Ping felt much more at ease. At the same time, he made up his mind to put the collection of the Five Thieves Stealing Heaven Myriad Transformations Divine Talisman on his immediate agenda.

As for right now.

Everything is ready. I can return to Great Shun, cooperate with Xuanhe, and re-enter the Immortal Gate!

Unlike before, he was now at Tribulation Transcending First Layer Perfection, a Martial Dao Grandmaster Rank with a true spiritual root and a superior fate. Moreover, he lacked neither divine weapons nor spells.

Therefore, this time, he had already made up his mind.

Let alone being an independent cultivator like before, he wouldn’t even be an outer sect disciple. Becoming a stinking outer sect disciple would only taint his first immortal history.

If he was going to be anything, he was going to be a true transmission disciple!