I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

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Taiyi ‍​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Dao Sect, Longevity Peak.

Time ‍​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍flowed like water, and five years passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside ‍​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the cave abode, Gu Yan sat cross-legged. Compared to five years ago, his aura had grown incomparably more profound.

He ‍​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍was now three hundred ninety-six years old, at the First Layer of the Tribulation Crossing Realm.

As ‍​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍always, everything had progressed naturally.

And still, there was no heavenly tribulation.

Ordinary cultivators, when breaking through to the Tribulation Crossing Realm, had to undergo tribulation.

And that was only the beginning.

As the name suggested, the Tribulation Crossing Realm required one to cross tribulations.

Aside from the grand heavenly tribulation that descended once every three thousand years—

Every time one broke through a minor realm, inner demons would take advantage of the moment.

They would draw out the deepest obsessions, fears, and regrets within a cultivator’s heart. The slightest carelessness could lead to qi deviation—at best, cultivation would regress; at worst, one would die on the spot, body and Dao extinguished.

Those with heavy killing karma would fare even worse—their inner demon tribulation could be ten or a hundred times more ferocious than that of ordinary cultivators.

Gu Yan stretched lazily and stood up.

After cultivating, one still needed some entertainment.

With a wave of his hand, the Haotian Mirror appeared before him.

The mirror surface rippled like water, gradually revealing images.

Let’s see what interesting things had happened recently.

With a slight movement of his thoughts, the scenes within the mirror shifted.

First, he saw within the Taiyi Dao Sect—Xu Gang and Xu Yue sparring at the Martial Training Ground.

Xu Gang had already reached peak Foundation Establishment, his swordsmanship fierce and powerful.

Xu Yue was no weaker, at mid Foundation Establishment, her movement technique nimble.

The two exchanged blows back and forth in an intense match.

Nearby stood Ji Yingying, watching expressionlessly.

Beside her was a young man with a gentle appearance—her brother Ji Canghai, who had once escaped calamity through righteous deeds.

Though his cultivation was not high, his temperament was pure. It was said he was very well-liked among the miscellaneous disciples.

Gu Yan smiled faintly and switched the scene again.

The image turned, arriving at some place in the Spirit Realm.

Then it shifted again.

Deep within a remote mountain forest, two demonic cultivators were chasing a righteous disciple.

The righteous disciple was covered in blood, fleeing desperately.

The two demonic cultivators grinned viciously, chasing like cats playing with a mouse.

Gu Yan watched expressionlessly.

Such things happened every day in the cultivation world.

He had no interest.

The scene shifted again.

Finally, he saw what he wanted.

Within the mirror appeared a dim space.

Ruined walls and broken structures lay everywhere—it was vaguely recognizable as the remains of an ancient palace.

A figure sat cross-legged amidst the ruins, spiritual energy surging around him.

Feng Jiuge.

Gu Yan glanced over him.

This boy… had reached the late stage of Golden Core.

With a movement of his thoughts, the Haotian Mirror began deducing.

Moments later, he saw the full sequence of events.

Five years ago, after Feng Jiuge killed the City Lord’s daughter in Tianque City, he had been relentlessly pursued by the City Lord.

That City Lord was at mid-stage Nascent Soul. Though Feng Jiuge could not defeat him, his ability to escape was indeed first-rate.

After a long chase, Feng Jiuge was eventually forced into a desperate situation—only to discover it was the entrance to an ancient secret realm.

Within the secret realm lay countless opportunities.

By sheer chance, Feng Jiuge obtained the inheritance of an ancient great expert. His cultivation advanced rapidly, rising from mid Golden Core to late Golden Core in just five years.

Gu Yan then examined the killings Feng Jiuge had committed over the years.

From leaving the Azure Wave Sect until now, at least tens of thousands of cultivators had died at his hands.

Some were righteous, some demonic.

After reviewing them, Gu Yan nodded slightly.

All of them deserved death.

Some had oppressed mortals, some were vicious thieves who killed for treasure, some were hypocrites pretending righteousness.

Those Feng Jiuge killed were all such people.

Compared to the timelines within the Haotian Mirror where he had never taken Nether Soul as his master, this was already far better.

In those timelines, Feng Jiuge had been blinded by hatred, killing indiscriminately—good or evil alike.

In the end, he attracted pursuit from a Human Immortal and was annihilated, body and soul destroyed.

But in this timeline…

Gu Yan had not instructed his evil body, Nether Soul, to take Feng Jiuge as a disciple on a whim.

On one hand, it was to guide him to kill only those who deserved it, preventing him from becoming a true demon.

On the other hand, it was part of a small arrangement for the future.

Gu Yan raised his hand, and the Haotian Mirror shifted again.

Within it appeared a phantom figure, radiant with starlight, vaguely discernible as an incomparably majestic deity.

The Star God of Yinghuo Star.

Gu Yan looked at the figure and fell into thought.

Feng Jiuge’s past life had been this very Star God of Yinghuo Star.

One of the three hundred sixty-five righteous gods of the Immortal Realm—of exalted status and boundless cultivation.

A true Immortal King Realm great power.

Unfortunately, after offending the Cang Emperor, he perished and reincarnated into the Spirit Realm—first as Zhou A’niu, then as Feng Jiuge.

Now, all memories of his past life were gone, his cultivation lost, no different from an ordinary cultivator.

But Gu Yan knew—that was only the surface.

The essence of the Star God still remained.

As long as he was guided properly, helping him awaken his past-life memories and reclaim the path of the Star God, returning to the Immortal King Realm would not be difficult.

Gu Yan withdrew his thoughts and continued watching Feng Jiuge.

The boy was still cultivating within the secret realm, faint starlight flickering around him.

Gu Yan smiled faintly and put away the Haotian Mirror.

These matters were still far off.

What mattered most now was something else.

He stood with hands behind his back, gazing toward the endless sky beyond the cave abode.

The Immortal Realm.

He would definitely go.

Not only would he go himself—he would bring this entire mortal world along.

Why go to the Immortal Realm?

Because it possessed Immortal Spiritual Energy.

Through the Haotian Mirror, Gu Yan had long understood this.

After ascending to the Immortal Realm, cultivators grew stronger and cultivated faster precisely because of the presence of Immortal Spiritual Energy.

If the spiritual energy of the mortal world was water, then Immortal Spiritual Energy was wine.

Cultivating within Immortal Spiritual Energy allowed one to comprehend the Dao and its laws ten to a hundred times faster than in the mortal world.

Moreover, only Immortal Spiritual Energy could support higher realms of cultivation.

Human Immortal, Earth Immortal, Heaven Immortal, True Immortal, Profound Immortal, Golden Immortal, Immortal King…

Each realm required an enormous amount of Immortal Spiritual Energy.

Without it, even after ascension, one could at most reach the peak of Human Immortal and never advance further.

Thus, Gu Yan had to go to the Immortal Realm.

But why bring the entire mortal world?

Because of faith.

Over the years, his good body, Fang Yuan, had established the Heaven and Earth Great Love Unity Alliance in the mortal world, which had already taken deep root among the people.

Countless mortals joined the alliance, regarding Fang Yuan as a savior, worshipping him daily.

That power of faith gathered like streams into rivers, ultimately flowing into Gu Yan’s body.

At first, Gu Yan had not paid much attention.

But after deductions through the Haotian Mirror, he discovered the uses of faith.

Faith power was, in essence, the willpower of living beings.

It had both benefits and drawbacks.

The benefit was that it could temper the soul, making it purer and more resilient.

During tribulation, the stronger the soul, the greater the resistance to inner demons.

Moreover, faith power could be used to deduce cultivation techniques and comprehend divine abilities.

The prayers of believers contained their understanding of the world and insights into life.

Individually weak, but when gathered from billions, they formed an immense torrent of wisdom.

Through it, Gu Yan could view the world from countless mortal perspectives, gaining insights he had never considered.

This greatly benefited his cultivation.

The drawback was that faith also carried karma.

The wishes of believers had to be fulfilled.

Their suffering had to be resolved.

If one only took and never gave back, karmic entanglement would eventually bring disaster.

But Gu Yan did not care.

He did not intend to use this faith for himself alone.

It was for the entire mortal world.

The Haotian Mirror had deduced a path.

When faith grew vast enough—when all living beings in this mortal world held belief in him—he could refine this world into his Dao Field.

At that time, the world would be him, and he would be the world.

He would ascend to the Immortal Realm with the entire world, and those believers would become the living beings within his Dao Field.

They would live, cultivate, and worship him within it, continuously generating faith.

And he, in turn, would use that faith to nourish the Dao Field, making its spiritual energy richer and its laws clearer.

A perfect cycle.

Beyond faith, there was something even more important—human Dao merit.

Over the years, every deed carried out by Fang Yuan’s Great Love Alliance in the mortal world had generated merit.

That merit did not flow into Fang Yuan, but into Gu Yan.

After all, Fang Yuan was merely a good-body incarnation.

The true main body was Gu Yan.

What was the use of human Dao merit?

Through the Haotian Mirror, Gu Yan learned that it was even more precious than faith.

Faith came from the wishes of believers.

Human Dao merit came from the recognition of the Heavenly Dao.

Do good for the people, and the Heavenly Dao grants merit.

This merit could offset tribulations.

The great heavenly tribulations and inner demon tribulations feared most by Tribulation Crossing cultivators could all be neutralized by merit.

With enough merit, tribulations could vanish before even forming.

With enough merit, even inner demons would avoid you.

Moreover, merit could enhance luck.

Luck could not be seen or touched, yet it undeniably existed.

Those with strong luck could stumble upon treasures just by walking outside.

Those with declining luck could choke to death just from drinking water.

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