Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

Chapter 192: Demon Realm Action Eighth Level of Earthly Immortal

The Demon Domain’s ambition to contend for the great Luck of the world has become clear for all to see.

The Disciples within the Palace also need to prepare early.

From this day forward, Disciples of all Lineages must strengthen their training and diligently study combat methods.

Even Disciples from the Dan Meridian and Artifact Lineage must possess methods to protect the Dao.”

“Indeed, in this great era, it’s difficult to ascend to the Grand Dao relying solely on these methods.”

“Furthermore, a great calamity is also accompanied by great Luck. Beneath all Heavens, there will surely be Sons of Luck who emerge in response to destiny. Each Lineage should pay close attention to investigation; if they encounter someone bearing Heaven’s Mandate and profound Foundation, they should try their best to bring them into the Sect to increase our Palace’s Foundation. Even if they cannot, they should form good Karma, guide them towards goodness, and absolutely not allow them to fall into the Demonic Path and be used by the enemy.”

The gentle voice added, considering matters with extreme thoroughness.

“Cleansing Demonic Path strongholds and slaying Devil Heads—this is a duty our Sword Lineage Disciples cannot shirk!”

The clear, cold voice volunteered proactively.

“The whereabouts of the Son of Luck are elusive, and the Heavenly Dao is chaotic and unpredictable, but a glimmer of foresight can still be glimpsed.”

A faint, ethereal voice, seemingly in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, resonated; it was the Master of the Heavenly Secrets Lineage.

“Slaying demons and devils, Medicinal Pills are of utmost importance; our Dan Meridian will naturally fully guarantee the supply of Medicinal Pills to Disciples of all Lineages.”

“The Artifact Lineage will also open its artifact workshops; Disciples from all Lineages can come…”

“The Talisman Lineage can provide…”

Powerful Divine Thoughts intertwined, quickly and efficiently assigning tasks, each fulfilling their duties, as the colossal war machine quietly began to operate.

The Lingxu Heavenly Palace stood majestically in the Upper Realm, so the movements of the Demon Domain naturally could not escape their Dharma Eye.

Finally, all discussions ceased.

All the hazy phantoms subtly turned towards the very top.

There, a figure was even more ethereal than all the other phantoms, seemingly existing in a different spatio-temporal dimension, surrounded not by radiant light but by the terrifying spectacle of billions of stars being born and dying.

He remained silent throughout, yet no one dared to disregard his presence.

A calm voice, seemingly devoid of any emotion, slowly resounded throughout the entire Lingxiao Hall:

“Approved.”

As the words fell, they drew the final curtain on this resolution.

The next moment, one after another, the Divine Thought phantoms quietly dispersed.

… …

On this day, Jiang Yuan, an Inner Sect Disciple of the Dan Meridian, piloted a green escape light, passing through swirling clouds and countless suspended immortal mountains and pavilions, following the jade slip’s guidance, arriving before a relatively secluded mountain hollow.

Deep within the cloud mist ahead, an area was enveloped by a faint Chaos halo, with faint Spiritual Qi from exotic flowers and plants shimmering intermittently within it.

At the entrance, an ancient, unadorned green jade stele stood, the three characters “Myriad Phenomena Garden” possessing a natural Dao charm.

Although it was a True Legacy Immortal Cave, it lacked much luxurious grandeur, instead exuding a sense of returning to simplicity.

He originated from the Jiang family in Tianjiang City of the Lingxu Immortal Domain, and after entering the Lingxu Heavenly Palace, he also made many friends.

“Brother Han’s Immortal Cave is actually chosen in such a secluded place; although the Spiritual Qi is vast and unique, it is also a bit remote…”

Jiang Yuan mused inwardly.

He had a wide circle of friends within the Sect and was well-informed.

However, he rarely heard any news about this Senior Brother Han, who had joined the Sect with him ten years ago, as if he had completely immersed himself in cultivation, being so low-key as to be almost reclusive.

If not for the Sect’s flying message from his friend, he would have suspected he had encountered a fake person back then.

He tidied his robes and spoke loudly, transmitting his voice into the garden: “Is Senior Brother Han present? Jiang Yuan has come to visit!”

Not long after his words fell, the Chaos halo rippled slightly, and an invisible Restriction opened a crack.

A gaunt-faced, bright-eyed old man in grey robes appeared silently, bowing respectfully:

“Honored guest, please follow this old servant; the master is already waiting in the courtyard.”

The person who arrived was none other than the Puppet Wang Fu.

Jiang Yuan followed him into the garden and immediately felt his body lighten.

Passing through an area of immortal plants shrouded in Spiritual Mist, he saw an ancient and elegant pavilion built against the mountain and by the water.

On a green stone platform in front of the pavilion, a person stood with hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the ever-changing Spiritual Mist phenomena in the garden.

He wore simple green Daoist robes, his posture was tall and straight, and his aura was perfectly harmonious and restrained, unfathomably deep, as if he had merged with this unique world.

It was Han Xuanji.

After successfully refining the Myriad Manifestations Pagoda, he had also gained a life-saving method, so he was naturally in a good mood, and his Realm consequently broke through to Earth Immortal Eighth Layer.

“Senior Brother Han, long time no see; your cultivation has become even more refined!”

Jiang Yuan greeted him with a smile, but his heart was inwardly startled.

He found that he couldn’t fully discern the depth of this Senior Brother Han; the other party simply stood there casually, yet gave him a feeling as vast as an abyss, which was definitely not the aura an Early Stage Earth Immortal should possess.

Han Xuanji turned around, a gentle smile appearing on his face:

“Brother Jiang, I trust you’ve been well. It’s rare to have a guest visit my humble abode.”

This Brother Jiang was quite a good person; the two had exchanged Sect flying messages before.

He saw that the other party’s cultivation was Earth Immortal Second Layer, so he adjusted his own cultivation to Earth Immortal Fourth Layer.

Hmm.

A True Legacy should progress faster than an Inner Sect Disciple; being two layers higher in cultivation should be quite reasonable, right?

The two sat down on a jade stool beside the pavilion, and Wang Fu quietly served Spiritual Tea.

The tea’s fragrance permeated the air, imbued with Spiritual Qi.

“Senior Brother Han is too modest; this Myriad Phenomena Garden is a treasure land, how can it be a humble abode? Senior Brother has cultivated here for ten years, and your Dao attainment has advanced by leaps and bounds, which is admirable.”

Jiang Yuan praised him sincerely, taking a sip of the Spiritual Tea, feeling a surge of pure Spiritual Qi dissolve within him, invigorating his spirit.

“I ascended from the Lower Realm, so naturally, I need to stabilize my Foundation more.”

Han Xuanji said in a calm tone.

Jiang Yuan didn’t think much of it after hearing that.

“There are quite a few ascetic Cultivators like Brother Han in the Dan Meridian, but one shouldn’t neglect the Pill Dao. We Dan Meridian Cultivators still rely on our own Pill Dao to obtain more resources.”

Han Xuanji nodded slightly and said, “Brother Jiang is right; I certainly won’t forget the Pill Dao.”

In reality, Han Xuanji had indeed not delved much into the Pill Dao, but most of the previous owners of this Myriad Phenomena Garden were Dan Meridian Cultivators, so he could always sign in for some Pill Dao Legacies, which helped him quite a bit.

Han Xuanji estimated that he was probably a Second-Turn Alchemist by now.

Jiang Yuan nodded upon hearing this, knowing that Han Xuanji didn’t wish to talk much, and so changed the topic.

He set down his teacup, his expression becoming a bit more serious: “Speaking of news, my visit this time is twofold: first, to visit Senior Brother, and second, to inform you of something important. Does Senior Brother know that the Demon Domain has been making frequent moves recently, and quite a few Devil Heads have infiltrated our Lingxu Immortal Domain territory? Even the strange and malicious Devouring Heaven Demon Art is showing signs of spreading.”

Han Xuanji’s gaze shifted slightly: “Oh? How dare the Demon Domain be so rampant?”

His thoughts raced, immediately associating this with the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect he had annihilated in the Spirit Realm, fearing it might be a scheme by a strong individual from the Upper Realm’s Demon Domain.

He should not have incurred any Karma, right?

Changing his mind, he was hiding in the Lingxu Heavenly Palace; could a strong individual from the Demon Domain still infiltrate it?