I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

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Taiyi ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Dao Sect.

Longevity ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Peak, within a cave abode—Gu Yan, 340 years old, Fifth Layer of the Fusion Realm.

He ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍opened his eyes, his gaze calm.

Just ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍now, he had conducted a test.

Through ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the purple entry 【Life Is Like a Dream · Purple】, he had once again entered a dream.

There, he engaged in a battle with the strongest cultivator he had encountered so far—Ning Hongye at the peak of the Tribulation Crossing Realm.

This time, he did not weaken his opponent’s strength.

The result surprised him somewhat.

Relying on the various divine abilities brought by the 《Grand Primordial Limitless Five Elements Hongmeng Chaos Creation True Scripture》, he had actually contended with Ning Hongye for a long time, and in the end even successfully killed her.

Gu Yan recalled that battle and shook his head slightly.

Back when he cultivated the 《Grand Five Elements Reincarnation Scripture》, it wasn’t like he hadn’t fought Ning Hongye before.

At that time, even when suppressing her cultivation to the same realm as his own, he had to exhaust all his means to win.

But now, if Ning Hongye were reduced to the Fourth Layer of the Fusion Realm, he could instantly kill her.

This was the difference between divine abilities and techniques.

No matter how powerful techniques were, they were still merely techniques.

Divine abilities, however, were extensions of laws.

Gu Yan withdrew his thoughts and flipped his hand, taking out an item.

The Haotian Mirror.

Its surface was like water, reflecting everything within the cave abode.

Gu Yan looked at the mirror and extended his divine sense into it.

It was not to peer into the future again.

The future of mortals, unless influenced by special opportunities, was largely unchanging.

The same applied to many cultivators.

Only great experts like him, who could glimpse a corner of the future and use various methods to lay out plans, could influence its direction.

Thus, the futures he could see had already been mostly viewed over the years.

After seeing too much, it became boring.

So now, he used the Haotian Mirror for other things.

For example, watching live scenes.

With a thought, the mirror’s surface shifted, images flowing.

After a moment, the scene stabilized.

A figure appeared within the mirror.

Red robes, black hair, a cold and detached face.

It was Ning Hongye.

In the scene within the Haotian Mirror, Ning Hongye stood upon a barren plain.

Around her were continuous mountain ranges, and the sky was dim and gray, with neither sun nor moon in sight.

Judging from the terrain, it should be somewhere in the southern region of the Spirit Realm.

Gu Yan was not very familiar with the geography of the Spirit Realm, but the southern region was known for its mountains and miasma—this landscape was unmistakable.

In the scene, five monks stood opposite Ning Hongye.

Five monks with unfathomable auras.

Gu Yan’s divine sense entered the Haotian Mirror, and with a slight probe, he understood.

Late-stage Tribulation Crossing Realm.

All five of them.

His eyes moved slightly, interest piqued.

Five late-stage Tribulation Crossing cultivators surrounding one peak Tribulation Crossing cultivator.

Such a lineup would be considered a grand scene anywhere in the Spirit Realm.

In the scene, Ning Hongye’s expression was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Above her head, in the void, a massive phantom faintly appeared.

It was a dark-colored giant snake.

Its body was as thick as a mountain, pitch-black like ink.

Its head lowered slightly, a pair of vertical pupils staring at the five monks ahead.

Its tongue flickered, each breath carrying a foul wind.

Its presence was as if it could devour all things under heaven.

Meanwhile, the five monks opposite her also appeared solemn and dignified.

Each occupied a direction, golden light radiating from their bodies, dyeing half the sky into brilliance.

Gold and black intertwined, splitting the sky above the barren plain into two halves.

Gu Yan watched this scene and nodded slightly.

This visual was quite striking.

He raised his hand, took a jug of wine from beside him, and leisurely poured himself a cup.

In the scene, both sides confronted each other for a moment.

One old monk with white brows and beard slowly spoke, “Donor Ning, this old monk will ask one final time—will you hand over that item or not?”

Ning Hongye said indifferently, “I seized it with my own ability. Why should I give it to you?”

The old monk sighed. “That item originally belonged to our Buddhist sect. It was forcibly taken by you from the secret realm, which is unreasonable.”

“Belonged to your Buddhist sect?” Ning Hongye laughed, her smile cold.

“That secret realm has existed for who knows how many tens of thousands of years. Your Buddhist ancestors probably weren’t even born yet.”

“What, just because you went in once, everything inside becomes yours?”

Another middle-aged monk said in a deep voice, “Donor Ning, that item is of great importance to our Buddhist sect.”

“If you are willing to hand it over, we are willing to exchange three treasures of equal value.”

“Not trading.”

“Donor—”

“I said I’m not trading. Can’t you hear?” Ning Hongye interrupted.

“You five bald donkeys have chased me three hundred thousand li—from the entrance of the secret realm all the way to this wilderness, nagging the entire way. My ears are about to grow calluses.”

“If you want to fight, then fight. If not, get lost. Don’t chant scriptures in front of me—I don’t like listening.”

The five monks exchanged glances and all shook their heads.

“In that case, we have no choice but to offend.”

As the words fell, the five of them simultaneously formed hand seals.

In an instant, golden light surged.

Five beams of golden light shot into the sky, weaving into a massive golden formation that covered a hundred li radius.

Formation patterns flowed, Buddhist chants resounded.

Gu Yan watched this and took a sip of wine.

Starting with a formation—this was to prevent Ning Hongye from escaping again.

It seemed these monks had a clear understanding of her strength.

In the scene, Ning Hongye remained calm.

She raised her hand and waved lightly.

The giant black snake above her head let out a long hiss, its body twisting as it suddenly slammed into the golden formation.

Boom.

A loud explosion shook heaven and earth.

The golden formation trembled violently, its patterns flickering.

The five monks’ expressions changed as they quickly increased their spiritual power output, stabilizing the formation.

Yet the giant snake only paused slightly before gathering force again.

The five monks pressed their palms together, chanting scriptures.

With each word they uttered, a golden Sanskrit character flew from their mouths into the formation.

The golden light within the formation grew brighter and brighter, gradually condensing into countless golden light swords that shot toward Ning Hongye.

Ning Hongye stood in place, black energy surging around her.

Those golden light swords entered the black energy as if sinking into the sea, vanishing without a trace.

She raised her hand, her five fingers grasping in the air.

The giant black snake above her suddenly opened its mouth and unleashed a beam of pitch-black light, striking directly at a certain point in the formation.

That was precisely the weak point of the formation.

The five monks’ expressions changed again.

How did this woman identify the formation’s core at a glance?

The old monk said in a deep voice, “This woman must not be underestimated. Attack with full force!”

The five shouted in unison, golden light surging.

Within the formation, a massive golden Buddha phantom gradually appeared.

The Buddha sat cross-legged in the void, solemn and dignified, one hand forming a seal, the other holding a demon-subduing vajra.

The vajra descended, smashing toward Ning Hongye.

Ning Hongye raised her eyes, looking at the vajra descending like a mountain, her expression unchanged.

She raised her hand again, and the giant black snake shot out, colliding with the vajra.

Another explosion shook the void.

The vajra shattered inch by inch, turning into countless golden motes.

Meanwhile, the giant snake paused slightly, cracks appearing along its body.

Ning Hongye’s gaze sharpened as she recalled the snake.

With a turn, the snake lunged directly at one of the monks.

The monk was shocked and hurriedly activated a defensive artifact.

But the snake was too fast—it reached him in an instant.

Its jaws opened, biting down.

Golden light burst from the monk’s body, barely blocking the strike, but he was sent flying backward, coughing blood.

The formation trembled violently.

Ning Hongye gave him no chance to recover. Her figure flashed, appearing before him.

A palm strike descended.

The monk raised his hand to block, but his golden light shattered instantly, and he fell to the ground.

The remaining four monks’ expressions changed drastically.

“This woman’s ferocity is too overwhelming—we cannot contend head-on!”

“Retreat!”

Before the words even finished, the four withdrew simultaneously, transforming into four streaks of golden light fleeing in different directions.

Ning Hongye stood in the air, watching the escaping lights, and did not pursue.

She merely raised her hand and clenched lightly.

The golden Buddha phantom exploded, turning into countless streams of golden light that shot in all directions.

Each stream precisely caught up with one fleeing monk.

Four screams rang out almost simultaneously.

Four streaks of golden light fell.

The battle was over.

Before the Haotian Mirror, Gu Yan watched this scene and nodded slightly.

The result was as he expected.

In the scene, Ning Hongye returned to the ground and walked to where the five monks had fallen, rummaging through them.

After a moment, she retrieved a jade slip from one of the corpses and casually stored it away.

Then she raised her head, her gaze sweeping cautiously around.

As if she vaguely sensed someone observing from the shadows.

Gu Yan was slightly surprised.

This woman’s perception was quite sharp.

But he did not mind.

Observation through the Haotian Mirror—even if the opponent’s cultivation far exceeded his—could not be detected.

Ning Hongye was at the peak of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, but Gu Yan possessed the entries 《Body Without Self and Form · Red》 and 《Traceless Dao Concealment · Gold》, which obscured heavenly secrets.

Even if she stared for an entire day, she would discover nothing.

In the scene, Ning Hongye withdrew her gaze. Her figure flashed, disappearing into the horizon.

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