Eternal Life by Daily Divination

And so, the long war between the three Immortal Sects was finally over.

The final outcome of this war was beyond most people’s expectations.

The woman in the purple skirt spoke again, “Those Ancient Sect Ruins now belong to my Purple Mist Sect. Does anyone have any objections?”

Hearing this, the many Golden Core Masters were even more resentful.

Deep within the Ancient Sect Ruins, there was a high probability of an undiscovered opportunity to reach the Nascent Soul realm!

If they could obtain it, they might have a chance to cross that insurmountable chasm, become lofty Nascent Soul Cultivators, and look down upon the mortal world for a thousand years!

But now…

With the Purple Mist Sect’s intervention…

All of it had come to nothing!

“We will obey the Upper Sect’s command!”

Everyone spoke one after another, their tones filled with reverence. They dared not reveal the slightest hint of resentment or disrespect.

Just like that.

The Ancient Sect Ruins that had caused the war between the three sects became a resource for the Purple Mist Sect.

From beginning to end, the Purple Mist Sect had not paid any price. With just a single, casual sentence, they had snatched this precious resource from the hands of the three sects.

’A Nascent Soul Immortal Sect is truly domineering,’ Li Chang’an mused to himself.

If Golden Core Masters were the heavens of the Southern Domain Cultivation Immortality Realm, then a Nascent Soul True Monarch could blot out the sky with a single hand!

Afterward, the woman in the purple skirt made an announcement.

「One month later.」

She would summon all the Golden Core and Foundation Establishment Influences in the Southern Domain.

Whether it was a Sect or a Noble Family, anyone who was summoned had to attend.

Failure to do so would be considered defiance of the Upper Sect!

As for the location of the summons, it would be right here on Cyan Cloud Mountain.

The Cyan Cloud Sect’s Ancestor, Gu Qinghong, immediately declared, “Rest assured, Emissary. I will handle this matter properly!”

“Good. All of you may leave.”

“Yes!”

The crowd bowed in unison and dared not linger, quickly dispersing.

News of what had happened here quickly spread throughout the entire Southern Domain Cultivation Immortality Realm.

The arrival of an emissary from the Upper Sect sent shockwaves through countless factions.

Soon, the true identity of the woman in the purple skirt was revealed.

Her name was Zi Xi. She had a Golden Core Cultivation and was the current Saintess of the Purple Mist Sect!

“The Zi Xia Saintess?”

Li Chang’an was slightly surprised when he learned this news.

As far as he knew, the Purple Mist Sect had extremely high standards for their Saintess’s talent; she must have the potential to reach the Nascent Soul realm.

Nearly every Nascent Soul True Monarch from the Purple Mist Sect had once been a Holy Son or Saintess.

Li Chang’an released Sun Hai, the Fourth Saint Child of the Yin Soul Sect, and questioned him in detail about the Holy Sons and Saintesses of Nascent Soul Sects.

“Sun Hai, your title as a Saint Child doesn’t seem to quite live up to its name.”

“Well…”

Sun Hai looked embarrassed.

In a Nascent Soul Demon Sect, he would never have qualified for the status of a Saint Child.

Only in a Golden Core Sub-Sect could he enjoy the thrill of being a Saint Child.

“Whether it’s an Immortal Sect or a Demon Sect, the minimum requirement to become a Holy Son or Saintess is to have a Golden Core Cultivation, and the quality of one’s Core Formation must be no lower than Half-Step Immortal…”

Sun Hai explained in detail, holding nothing back.

In other words, the so-called Holy Sons and Saintesses were, in fact, Nascent Soul Seeds.

“I’ve heard of the Zi Xi Saintess. Rumor has it her Spiritual Root is close to a Celestial Spirit Root, while others say she actually has one. In any case, her talent is extraordinary, far better than both of ours… No, I mean, far better than mine.”

Sun Hai realized his slip of the tongue and quickly corrected himself.

Li Chang’an waved his hand, unconcerned.

’When it comes to talent, I really can’t compare to the Holy Sons and Saintesses of these Nascent Soul Sects. But there’s no need for me to compare myself to others. I just have to keep moving forward at my own pace.’

“Sun Hai, how many Nascent Soul Sects are there in the Zhao Country Cultivation Immortality Realm in total?”

“There are only two Sects, but there are four Nascent Soul Influences in total.”

What Sun Hai said was more or less consistent with what Li Chang’an already knew.

The Zhao Country Cultivation Immortality Realm had Four Nascent Soul Powers, all located in the Central Domain’s Cultivation Immortality Realm, simply because the Central Domain possessed Tier Four Spirit Veins.

Among them, the Purple Mist Sect was the Upper Sect of the Southern Domain.

The Upper Sect of the Western Domain’s Cultivation Immortality Realm was a Nascent Soul Sect called the Yellow Sand Sect.

The other two Nascent Soul Influences were the Northern Plains Royal Family and the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty, which ruled the Eastern Domain.

These Four Nascent Soul Powers were all Righteous Influences.

As for the Demon Sect Sun Hai came from, it wasn’t in Zhao Country, but in another cultivation nation.

“Daoist Li, I’ve told you everything I should. When can you let me be the Main Soul for a while? I’ll definitely do my best to assist you.”

Worried that he had no more use, Sun Hai proposed that he be made the Main Soul.

The moment his voice fell, the Evil Soul shot out of the Venerable Soul Banner.

“You bastard! You dare try to snatch the Main Soul position from your grandpa? I see you’re tired of living!”

“I’m already dead, so what’s this about being tired of living?”

The two souls immediately started bickering.

Li Chang’an ignored them, tossed them back into the Venerable Soul Banner, and let them continue their squabble.

’In a month, I still have to go to the Cyan Cloud Sect to pay my respects to that Saintess. Something major might happen during this time, so I can’t go into long-term seclusion. I’ll just practice my Mechanical Technique to pass the time.’

Li Chang’an took out various mechanical components and materials from his Storage Pouch and immersed himself in his work.

「About half a month later.」

A message was delivered to Changqing Mountain.

Upon seeing the message, Li Chang’an immediately put down the component in his hand, transformed into a streak of light, and rushed to the Xu Family, which was not far from Changqing Mountain.

Within the Xu Clan Territory, an air of sorrow hung heavy.

The current Patriarch, Xu Yang, had reached the end of his lifespan.

“Alas, the Luo, Chen, and Wang families at the foot of Changqing Mountain have all produced a Celestial Pride, so why hasn’t my Xu Family? Could it be that the feng shui over there is better? If so, I should have shamelessly asked Big Brother for a plot of land back then…”

Xu Yang’s body was withered and gaunt, his eyes dim.

Even at the brink of death, he was still thinking about his family’s affairs.

Li Chang’an arrived at his bedside and said, “Success is a matter of effort, but some things can’t be forced. As long as the Xu Family does not decline, a Celestial Pride will emerge one day.”

“Big Brother, you… you came to see me.”

“Yes.”