Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

142: Chapter 142 True Immortal Level Two!Supreme Creation Small Luo Grotto-Heaven, Heavenly Palace, Hall of Longevity.

For Cultivators, time is the least valuable thing, and also the most valuable.

It is valueless in that, in the blink of an eye, a hundred years pass like flowing water.

It is valuable in whether this passing time can be exchanged for progress in cultivation.

Gu Yan opened his eyes and gently exhaled a breath of clear Qi.

The breath was like a dragon, circling the hall three times before slowly dissipating.

Since he last watched that multi-year war in the Spirit Realm and arranged for that kid Ye Chen to enter the Grotto-Heaven to Cultivate, six years had passed in the blink of an eye.

Six years ago, at the age of eight hundred and thirty, he broke through to the True Immortal First Level.

Then, after six years, he broke into the True Immortal Second Level.

For a True Immortal, what is six years?

Gu Yan raised his hand, and the haotian mirror appeared in his palm.

With a slight thought, some information from the Immortal Realm appeared on the mirror’s surface.

Over these years, he had intermittently used the haotian mirror to deduce the cultivation progress of Cultivators in the Immortal Realm.

He then learned that for an Immortal in the Early Stage of the True Immortal Realm to break through one level, the time unit starts in the thousands of years.

To be able to break through one level within nine thousand years is already considered having exceptional talent and superior Aptitude.

Nine thousand years.

Gu Yan looked at his own six years and fell silent for a moment.

He didn’t let it go to his head.

He knew his fast cultivation was purely due to ”cheating.”

The trait [foundation of the great dao: red] enhanced his Comprehension Ability day and night without stopping.

Combined with the dense Spiritual Qi of the Supreme Creation Small Luo Grotto-Heaven, plus various Formations, Medicinal Pills, and resources in the Heavenly Palace to assist cultivation...

With so many buffs stacked together, breaking through one level in six years was really nothing; Gu Yan even felt it was slow.

After sighing for a moment, Gu Yan turned the haotian mirror, the scene within changing to reflect the entire Xiaoluo Cave Heaven.

Within the Grotto-Heaven, order reigned.

Over these years, many more members of the Great Love Alliance had entered one after another.

In the various Immortal Mountains and Blessed Lands below the Heavenly Palace, spiritual light flickered, and rays of light from flying techniques came and went.

Some were breathing in Qi on mountain peaks, some were practicing swordplay under waterfalls, some were refining pills in Immortal Caves, and some were working in medicine gardens.

It was vibrant with Life Qi.

With a swipe of his fingertip, the image in the mirror shifted again.

This time, it reflected a lush green mountain peak.

On the peak was a small courtyard with an old locust tree, under which sat a person.

It was indeed Ye Chen.

When the message came from Ghost saying Ye Chen wanted to find a stable place for secluded cultivation, Gu Yan directly transported him into the Grotto-Heaven.

After entering, Ye Chen discovered something.

The Taiyi Dao Sect was actually in this Grotto-Heaven world as well.

At that moment, he was completely stunned.

Standing before the mountain gate of the Taiyi Dao Sect, watching the familiar-looking fellow disciples passing by, he was filled with a mix of emotions.

Later, he found his old friend Xu Gang and understood the reason.

It was the Longevity Dao Lord.

It was Gu Yan.

He had used a great Divine Ability to move the entire Taiyi Dao Sect from the Nanming No. 73 Mortal Realm into this Supreme Creation Small Luo Grotto-Heaven.

Xu Gang also told him that if he wanted to return to the Mortal Realm, there was a way.

There were Teleportation Formations in the Grotto-Heaven that connected to several Great Love Alliance strongholds in the Nanming No. 73 Mortal Realm; if he wanted to go back and take a look, he could do so at any time.

But Ye Chen didn’t leave.

He stayed.

In these six years, Ye Chen’s life had been extremely simple.

Cultivating, strolling, cultivating, strolling.

This kind of ordinary life had no danger and no pursuit.

Although there were no world-shaking opportunities or miraculous encounters that allowed one to reach the heavens in a single step,

Ye Chen liked this kind of life.

When cultivating at night, he didn’t need to keep one eye open to watch for monsters sneaking in.

When walking during the day, he didn’t need to be constantly ready to run or fight for his life.

This was the life a person should live.

Ye Chen sometimes thought, if time could be reversed and he returned to those years, and the Longevity Dao Lord appeared before him and asked: ”There are worlds beyond this world; do you want to go and see?”

He would definitely shake his head.

Refusing without hesitation.

I’m not going.

Exciting as it may be,

The mental exhaustion is truly exhausting.

During his years in the Spirit Realm, he had seen too much.

He had seen great powers playing their games, with Mortals like ants.

He had seen righteous Cultivators turn against each other for a single treasure.

He had seen Loose Cultivators drinking and chatting happily one moment, then drawing swords against each other for a sliver of Opportunity the next.

In those years, he lived like a taut string, ready to snap at any moment.

Now, the string had finally relaxed.

Ye Chen now leaned against the old locust tree, squinting at the sky.

The sun in the Grotto-Heaven world was not blinding or scorching; instead, it was warm and felt just right on his body.

After yawning, he actually fell asleep peacefully, just like a Mortal, with his eyes closed.