Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

135: Chapter 135 The genius Xuan Zhenzi!Ye Chen raised his head with difficulty, staring blankly at the hideous stalactites on the ceiling of the cavern.

The steam from the boiling oil vat rose up, drenching his face in sweat that mingled with blood as it flowed down.

Having lived for so many years, from a minor Foundation Establishment Disciple of the Azure Wave Sect, stumbling all the way to the Void Refining Realm, he thought he had seen enough of the world’s storms. Yet in the end, he was still being hung like livestock with a vat of oil set beneath him.

What a fucking irony.

He closed his eyes, and the past flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

A single tear slid from the corner of Ye Chen’s eye.

It wasn’t out of fear of death.

In this life, he, Ye Chen, had braved mountains of blades and seas of fire, and had stood before the gates of hell; he had long since grown indifferent to life and death.

It was just that...

He wanted to go home.

Cultivators Cultivate toward immortality, but in the end, they are not immortals.

As long as one is human, they have seven emotions and six desires, and there will be times when they miss home.

But the biggest problem was...

Where was his home?

Ye Chen tried desperately to remember, but his memories were like a thin mist, blurry and impossible to see clearly.

He only remembered that he came from the Azure Wave Sect.

He remembered that Sect Master Youhun once told him: ”Cultivate peacefully in the Sect. Once your skills are sufficient, you can go out for experience.”

He didn’t listen; he later snuck out on his own, followed by endless wandering and slaughter, growing through danger and hovering between life and death, walking step by step to where he was today.

If he had to say where his home was, it could only be the Azure Wave Sect.

But when he thought about it carefully, he really didn’t have any special feelings for that place.

The mountains were ordinary, and the waters were ordinary.

Except for that one figure...

Sect Master Youhun.

For some reason, whenever Ye Chen thought of this person, an indescribable sense of familiarity would well up in his heart.

Like an old friend known for many, many years.

But how many times had he actually met Youhun?

Ye Chen couldn’t figure it out.

Just as he was lost in thought, a fluttering sound suddenly came from the entrance of the cavern.

A bird demon flew in.

It was called a bird demon, but its appearance was absurdly strange.

It had a bird’s head and a human’s body, but no hands; instead, it had a pair of broad wings.

Its cultivation was clearly already at the Spirit Transformation Realm. Logically, it should have been able to transform into a complete human form, yet it insisted on maintaining such an incongruous and strange appearance.

Ye Chen had been annoyed by the torture a few days ago and couldn’t help but mock it with a few words.

In response, the bird demon glanced sideways at him and argued plausibly, ”What do you know? This is called Yao Race aesthetics!”

”You think having half a Yao Race Bloodline makes you a Yao? Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand.”

Ye Chen was left speechless at the time.

Fine, Yao Race aesthetics; whatever makes you happy.

At this moment, the bird demon flapped its wings and flew to the stone platform, landing beside the Bull Demon King with a panicked expression. ”Great King, this is bad!”

The Bull Demon King was gnawing on a beast leg. Hearing this, he frowned and glared with his bull eyes. ”What’s the panic?”

The bird demon hurriedly said, ”A Human Race Cultivator has arrived outside, calling himself... what was it... oh right, calling himself Mysterious Truth Master! He says he’s an Elder of the Xuantian Sect from the Central Plains, and he’s here to slay demons and eliminate evil!”

”He’s already killed several of our brothers patrolling outside!”

The Bull Demon King was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then burst into loud laughter.

The laughter was like thunder, shaking the cavern ceiling until dust fell in showers.

”Mysterious Truth Master? Never heard of him.”

”A mere Human Race Cultivator dares to behave wildly in my territory?”

He casually tossed the gnawed beast bone aside and licked the blood from the corners of his mouth. ”How many people came? What is their cultivation?”

The bird demon hurriedly said, ”Just him! His cultivation... your subordinate couldn’t see through it, but since he can easily kill our Spirit Transformation Realm brothers, he must be at least at the Void Refining Peak, maybe even...”

”Maybe even the Tribulation Crossing Realm!”

The Bull Demon King’s smile froze.

Tribulation Crossing Realm?

He slowly sat up straight, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes, which was then replaced by arrogance. ”So what if he’s at the Undergoing Tribulation stage? Do you think I’m afraid of him?”

”Perfect, I’ve been craving something tasty lately; I’ll have him as a snack with my wine!”

...

Meanwhile, who exactly was this Mysterious Truth Master?

This man was a True Disciple of the Xuantian Sect in the Central Plains, currently only nine hundred and ninety-nine years old.

In the Spirit Realm, being able to reach the Void Refining Realm at this age made him a true favored child of heaven.

But this Mysterious Truth Master also happened to be one blessed with deep fortune.

A hundred years ago, while out for experience, he accidentally entered an ancient Secret Realm.

That Secret Realm was the place where an ancient powerhouse had passed away, filled with countless opportunities.

Mysterious Truth Master was trapped there for a full century. Not only did he not die, but he also obtained that powerhouse’s lifelong Legacy.

His cultivation jumped directly from the Void Refining Early Stage to Mahayana, and then surged to the Tribulation Crossing Early Stage!

He also obtained several Top-Grade Magic Treasures, balanced in offense and defense, effectively reaching the heavens in a single bound.

However, memories that didn’t belong to him would occasionally pop into his head, but he didn’t pay them any mind.

Now that the hundred years were up, the Secret Realm opened on its own, and Mysterious Truth Master stepped out, high-spirited.

The first thing he did was inquire about the situation in the outside world.

Upon learning that a Bull Demon King had emerged in the Western Desolation, unifying the Yao Race and preparing to wipe out the Human Race of the Northern Plains, he immediately had an idea.

Slaying demons and making a name for himself—this was a god-given Opportunity!

He, Mysterious Truth Master, had been in seclusion for a hundred years and had just entered the Tribulation Crossing Realm; he was in need of a decent opponent to test his strength.

As for the Bull Demon King being said to be comparable to the Tribulation Crossing Peak?

Mysterious Truth Master didn’t care at all.

With Top-Grade Magic Treasures protecting him and the Legacy of a powerhouse as his foundation, why should he fear a demon king born from a reckless bull?

If he could kill this beast, the name of Mysterious Truth Master would surely resound throughout the Spirit Realm!