I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

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Five ‍​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍black-clad figures sat around a black iron square table.

The ‍​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍candlelight was dim and yellow, stretching their shadows into distorted, swaying shapes.

Each ‍​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍of them wore a black iron mask capable of blocking divine sense probing, revealing only eyes that were either sinister or irritable.

The ‍​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍black-clothed man seated at the head position broke the silence:

“Ten ‍​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍years… the few operatives we sent to Qingxia Peak of the Azure Wave Sect have completely vanished without a trace.”

On his left, a thinner black-clothed man sneered, “No bodies in life, no corpses in death.”

“Even the Concealment Formation failed to send back even the slightest bit of information.”

“Either that Lin You has someone backing him, or he’s far from as simple as he appears.”

Across from him, a broad-shouldered black-clothed man said:

“Even if he really is a genius, killing someone at the initial stage of Foundation Establishment by crossing realms would already be his limit. The ones we sent were mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators with perfect coordination!”

“But the fact is, Lin You is still alive.” The voice of the man at the head grew heavier.

“Not only alive—three months ago, he successfully broke through to Foundation Establishment.”

“News from the Azure Wave Sect says that the breakthrough phenomenon covered half of Qingxia Peak. Water and wood spiritual energy transformed into a coiling flood dragon, even drawing the two Nascent Soul ancestors out of seclusion to personally guard him.”

The group fell silent.

Reaching Foundation Establishment in twenty years wasn’t peerless in the Spirit Realm, but it was absolutely top-tier talent.

More importantly, it meant that Lin You’s Dao path had truly entered the right track.

There were too many geniuses who died during the Qi Refining stage, but once one stepped into Foundation Establishment, lifespan surged. As long as one didn’t fall midway, forming a Golden Core was almost guaranteed.

“We can’t wait any longer.” The man at the head spoke slowly.

“The Sect Master has sent word—this child must be eliminated as soon as possible.”

“If we let him grow, and the Azure Wave Sect gains another Nascent Soul cultivator in the future, then the situation of our Demon Blade Sect in this region…”

The broad-shouldered black-clothed man suddenly slammed the table and stood up:

“If you ask me, we should just gather our forces and flatten the Azure Wave Sect’s mountain gate!”

“Two old men at the late Nascent Soul stage—if all three ancestors of our Demon Blade Sect move together, could we really fail to take them down?”

As soon as he said this, someone beside him immediately rebuked in a low voice, “Watch your words! Do you think the Azure Wave Sect has no backing?”

“Isn’t it just the Tianyan Dao Sect?” the man retorted unwillingly.

“A higher sect—why would it truly care about the life and death of a subordinate sect?”

“In my opinion, back then, the old Sect Master of the Azure Wave Sect sent his granddaughter to become a Dao Companion to some elder of the Tianyan Dao Sect. Sounds nice calling her a Dao Companion, but in truth she was just a furnace!”

“The Tianyan Dao Sect casually threw them a mortal world as compensation. The deal was long settled—no debts owed between them!”

“What do you know?” another black-clothed man who had remained silent all along spoke coldly.

“The authority of a higher sect cannot be slighted. Even if it was truly a transaction, as long as the name remains, the Azure Wave Sect still bears the title of an affiliated sect of the Tianyan Dao Sect. On the surface, no one would dare touch them.”

“Secretly assassinating their disciples is one thing. A full-scale attack on their mountain gate is another.”

The broad-shouldered man opened his mouth, wanting to argue further, but ultimately said nothing.

The man at the head raised his hand to stop them. “How this matter is decided is not up to us.”

“The Sect Master has his own considerations. We only need to carry out orders.”

“The urgent task is to investigate Lin You’s background, uncover the truth behind the disappearance of those people ten years ago, and then find an opportunity for a fatal strike.”

Before his words even fell—

Bang!!!

The wooden door of the attic, reinforced with multiple layers of restrictions, exploded into pieces!

Amid flying wood fragments, a white-robed figure strode into the room with the bearing of a dragon and tiger.

The newcomer appeared about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a handsome face, sword-like brows, and star-like eyes.

His white robe was spotless, and on his chest, a small sword pattern, three inches unsheathed, was embroidered in silver thread—vivid and lifelike.

“Who goes there?!”

The five black-clothed men instantly drew the blades at their waists.

The broad-shouldered one reacted the fastest, shouting angrily as the spiritual power of a late Golden Core cultivator erupted without reservation.

His blade carried a dark red blood fiend aura, slashing directly toward the white-robed man’s face!

This strike was vicious and tricky, launched as a sneak attack—an ordinary cultivator of the same level would find it nearly impossible to block in haste.

Yet the white-robed man merely let out a cold snort.

Buzz!!

An invisible, formless, yet mountain-heavy terrifying pressure descended with a roar!

The entire attic trembled violently. The defensive formation patterns on the walls flickered erratically, as if they would collapse at any moment.

The blood fiend blade light, halfway through its arc, seemed to crash into an invisible wall of steel and shattered instantly!

The five black-clothed men were struck as if by a heavy blow. With muffled groans, they all staggered backward. The two weakest even had blood seeping from the corners of their mouths, barely able to hold onto their blades.

They looked at the white-robed man in utter horror.

With just pressure alone, he rendered five Golden Core cultivators completely powerless?

The man at the head spoke with a trembling voice, suppressing the surging blood and qi in his chest:

“Who… who exactly are you, Your Excellency, to intrude upon our private place?”

The white-robed man stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly sweeping over the five as he said indifferently, “This one—Ling Wuchen of the Mystic Sword Sect.”

Ling Wuchen!

The name exploded in the minds of the five like a thunderclap.

In recent years, this name had risen to prominence in the southern region of the Eastern Continent.

Less than three hundred years old, yet already having formed a Nascent Soul—he was hailed as a once-in-a-thousand-years sword dao prodigy of the Mystic Sword Sect.

After becoming famous, he did not go into seclusion to consolidate his cultivation. Instead, he traveled everywhere, specifically seeking out Nascent Soul cultivators to spar in swordsmanship, calling it tempering his sword heart.

Even more astonishing, he never considered sect background when choosing opponents—only cultivation level.

In just a few short years, three late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators had already fallen to his sword.

This was a true heaven-defying genius—sharp, unrestrained, and fearless in action.

“S-so it is True Lord Ling.”

The attitude of the man at the head instantly became ten times more respectful.

“We were unaware of Your Excellency’s arrival. What instructions do you have?”

Ling Wuchen glanced at him. “Earlier, outside, I happened to hear you mention the Demon Blade Sect.”

“I am currently looking for a place to test my sword. Do you know where the mountain gate of the Demon Blade Sect is located?”

Hearing this, all five felt their hearts sink.

As expected—the visitor bore ill intent!

“Your Excellency jests.” The man at the head forced a smile. “We… we are merely loose cultivators chatting here. How would we know anything about the Demon Blade Sect…”

“Loose cultivators?” A faint, ambiguous smile appeared at the corner of Ling Wuchen’s lips.

“Five Golden Core cultivators, all cultivating the same-origin blood fiend demonic technique.”

“Are you treating me as blind, or as a fool?”

Before his words finished, he flicked his finger.

A strand of silver sword qi, as fine as a hair, swept past soundlessly.

Crack!

The black iron mask on one of the black-clothed men’s faces split down the middle.

Revealing a pale, panic-stricken middle-aged face.

“Spare me, True Lord!” The unmasked man dropped to his knees with a thud, his voice trembling:

“We… we are indeed from the Demon Blade Sect, but the sect rules are strict. If we reveal the location of the mountain gate, our souls will be extracted and refined, condemned to eternal damnation!”

Ling Wuchen’s gaze turned slightly cold, as if growing impatient.

Another black-clothed man, seeing this, thought rapidly. Suddenly struck by inspiration, he hurriedly said:

“True Lord! If Your Excellency truly seeks a place to test your sword, why go to the Demon Blade Sect? The nearby Azure Wave Sect—is it not even closer?”

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