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

Chapter 313: A Hundred Years of Time Everyone Changes

Inside Myriad Phenomena Garden.

Ever since Han Xuanji took up residence, he would occasionally plant some Heaven And Earth Treasure here, and his Disciples and Immortal Cave servants would also take care of them, so he didn’t need to worry.

The environment in the garden was now much better than when he first arrived.

The Spiritual Plants he planted were all treasures hard to find in the outside world.

Especially with the dragon blood profound yellow tree, the Spiritual Qi in this place had risen by one Rank.

Han Xuanji, in a green robe, slowly walked through the moon gate.

As his sleeves brushed past the herb garden, several Spiritual Plants moved without wind.

Su Ming casually picked a vermillion fruit and threw it into his mouth.

The sweet juice burst between his lips and teeth.

He squinted his eyes contentedly, let out a long breath, and said:

“It’s still comfortable at home!”

Jiang Hao looked at Su Ming with disdain and said:

“Senior Brother Han’s home, how did it become your home? Are you his son?”

“What, are you envious of my relationship with Senior Brother Han?”

Su Ming pretended to ponder, “Actually, it’s not impossible to change my surname.”

Jiang Hao was speechless and rolled his eyes.

Meanwhile, everyone who had been waiting in the garden exclaimed with surprise upon hearing the voices.

“Master and the others are back.”

“That’s great!”

Seeing Han Xuanji and the others arrive, everyone gathered around them.

“What is the scene in Great Luo Heaven like?”

“Senior Brother Su, are those powerful Cultivators really three-headed and six-armed as rumored?”

…Su Ming raised an eyebrow and smiled, “Great Luo Heaven, the environment isn’t pretty, but it’s suitable for powerful Cultivators to cultivate. However, to say it’s much stronger than our Myriad Phenomena Garden, that’s not necessarily true.”

He paused slightly, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Han Xuanji, who stood quietly to the side,

“As for the Da Luo Cultivators, their appearance is naturally no different from ordinary people, but that aura around them…”

He carefully chose his words, “It’s somewhat like the feeling of seeing Senior Brother Han.”

After speaking, Su Ming glanced at Han Xuanji again.

Han Xuanji stood in the swaying shadows of the trees.

Hearing this, he merely raised his eyes faintly, not bothering to respond to the young man.

A gentle breeze ruffled his sleeves, and behind him, the dragon blood profound yellow tree swayed gently on its own.

Han Xuanji recounted his experiences in Great Luo Heaven in detail.

When he spoke of the Heaven and Earth phenomena during Jing Jue Daoist’s sermon, and how even Cultivators like Immortal Reverence Yuxuan could only sit in the front and listen, his tone remained calm, yet it made everyone feel as if they had personally witnessed the river of time surging before their eyes.

He also spoke of the many Prodigies competing, comprehending the Law of the Great Dao, with astonishing cultivation.

Achieving Profound Immortal in a thousand years was merely the threshold for these people.

Everyone understood that there were always people beyond people, and heavens beyond heaven.

As for the specific content of Da Luo’s sermon, they couldn’t understand it yet anyway, so there was nothing good to share.

Li Taiqing stroked the long sword at his waist and sighed softly:

“The powerhouses of Da Luo, I used to only feel they were beyond reach.”

Nangong Wenjian was also filled with emotion.

He recalled seeing the Sect Master when he was young, at which time he felt it was an unreachable peak.

Under his teachings, Immortal Ascension became his greatest pursuit.

The Ascended Immortal powerhouses of the Central Continent Holy Land were already an unreachable existence for him.

Now, the content he was exposed to was either Da Luo or Taiyi Golden Immortal, truly like a dream.

At this moment, Li Taiqing also said:

“Master, in these years since you left, Junior Brother Nangong has also been very impressive, sweeping through the contemporary Disciples. Many Elders of the Sword Lineage want to take him as a Disciple.”

“Not bad.”

Han Xuanji’s gaze fell on Nangong Wenjian.

Seeing that his Sword Intent was clear, he nodded and smiled faintly.

A hundred years passed, and as Han Xuanji’s cultivation continuously improved, the cultivation of his Disciples, including Little White and Little Gold, also steadily increased.

As their Master, he naturally wouldn’t mistreat his Disciples and his two pets, Little Gold and Little White.

He had bestowed many Heaven And Earth Treasures, and even some top-grade Immortal Artifacts, that he had obtained from previous sign-ins.

Occasionally, he would also give sermons for a period of time.

Now, the weakest Little White also had Heavenly Immortal cultivation, while Little Gold was even close to True Immortal.

Nangong Wenjian, Lin Potian, and Lu Fan had already achieved True Immortal, and Li Taiqing was even close to Profound Immortal.

At this moment, Han Xuanji also noticed Lin Potian’s abnormality.

Seeing that he looked a little unhappy, he curiously asked:

“Potian, what’s wrong with you?”

Usually, he would be overjoyed at such lively occasions.

But now he looked a bit dejected, which made Han Xuanji feel strange.

As Han Xuanji’s words fell, everyone’s gaze collectively turned to Lin Potian.

This robust young man, usually frank and unrestrained, now hung his head, his bronze-colored cheeks even showing a hint of dark red, and his rough fingers unconsciously caressed a jade pendant.

“No… nothing…”

Lin Potian’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.

Meanwhile, Lu Fan, who was beside him, let out a “pfft” of laughter and said:

“Master, Junior Brother Lin has fallen in love again.”

“Oh?”

Han Xuanji couldn’t help but feel a little curious.

Lu Fan then explained in detail.

It turned out that during the days when Han Xuanji went to Great Luo Heaven, Disciples from various Meridians exchanged Dao methods.

A female Cultivator from the Dan Meridian, to test a new pill, chased Lin Potian to have him try the medicine.

In the end, the two became familiar.

Not long ago, this female Cultivator proposed to become Dao Companion with Lin Potian.

At this moment, Lin Potian’s ears were flushed red, and he suddenly looked up and said:

“I want to pursue the Supreme Dao like Master! How can I be bogged down by romantic entanglements… And…”

A glimmer of light flickered in Han Xuanji’s eyes.

He suddenly remembered the first time he met Lin Potian back then.

It seemed he was also troubled by love?

No wonder he was so timid now.

“That girl, she is a descendant of Immortal Reverence Yuheng, so she is also extraordinary and worthy of Junior Brother Lin.”

Li Taiqing suddenly interjected, saying this while giving Lin Potian a meaningful glance at the newly hung jade pendant on his waist.

The garden was silent for a moment.

The Dragon Blood Tree rustled, as if it too was laughing at Lin Potian.

Han Xuanji swept his sleeve across the stone table, and a cup of clear tea landed steadily in front of Lin Potian:

“The Dao path is long. Having someone who cares for you to accompany you may not be impossible.”

The clear tea reflected Lin Potian’s face,

“But you need to ask your inner self. No matter what, I, as your Master, will naturally support your decision.”

Lin Potian stared at his reflection in the cup, then suddenly grabbed the teacup, tilted his head back, and drank it all.

Wiping his mouth, he said:

“Master, I will go ask her tomorrow… if she wants to pursue the Great Dao with me.”

“Hmm.”

Han Xuanji nodded.

To be honest, he never expected that Lin Potian would be the first to find a Dao Companion.

Absurd!

Is this what they call a fool’s Luck?

However, he wasn’t interested in these matters.

He was too lazy to deduce future developments; it was fine for things to happen naturally.

“Awoo~”

Just then, a low but powerful tiger roar came.

Immediately, a white shadow shot out like lightning, accurately pouncing on Han Xuanji’s leg, rubbing against him affectionately.

It was Little White Tiger.

Now, though its body had not greatly enlarged, it appeared more agile and sleek.

Its fur was pure white and lustrous, with faint glimmers of light shimmering within.

The aura emanating from it was no longer just the simple aura of a Yao Beast, but an ancient and majestic Bloodline pressure, faintly carrying a hint of a Sacred Beast’s presence.

“You little fellow, you haven’t been lazy.”

Han Xuanji smiled and rubbed Little White Tiger’s head.

Before his seclusion, he had left behind many resources and Cultivation Techniques suitable for it.

It seemed to have truly worked hard to digest them.

Little White squinted its eyes contentedly, a purring sound coming from its throat, clearly very comfortable.

Little White’s Bloodline was naturally inferior to Little Gold’s, a pure-blooded True Dragon, and also not comparable to those with great Luck.

After Han Xuanji’s intentional cultivation, its Aptitude had improved a lot, but it was still somewhat lacking.

Han Xuanji wasn’t anxious.

Anyway, he didn’t need it to exert itself or do anything; being a mascot was also good.

“Oh, right, the qilin immortal medicine I signed in for earlier can be planted.”

Han Xuanji suddenly remembered the Immortal Medicine he had obtained from signing in at the Human Emperor Hall’s Shennong Garden.

This was the most precious Innate spiritual material in Shennong Garden, an Immortal Medicine evolved from a drop of the Qilin Ancestor’s essence blood, extremely valuable.

Han Xuanji felt that this Immortal Medicine had even developed consciousness, so he was too embarrassed to refine it.