I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

That day.

Zhou Yi finished his cultivation practice and went to the Wonderful Law Hall for a banquet.

The hall master was Daoist Xuan Hong, a grand-disciple of the patriarch, who was expected to attain Divinity Transformation within a hundred years. With a fondness for liquor, he invited Zhou Yi to banquets every few days.

"Brother, today I have brought a treasure from deep within my storage…"

Zhou Yi brought out a Jade Wine Jar, and upon opening it, he saw the liquified Spiritual Wine and said, "This wine is unique in Dongsheng Divine Continent, and that senior only brewed it for his own consumption, naming it 'Pear Blossom White.' "

Mana circulated, and slowly the wine paste dissolved, filling the great hall with an incredibly rich scent of pear blossoms.

Attending the banquet were seven fellow sect members, including grand-disciples of the Iron Crown Immortal, and grand-disciples of the Great Mysterious Elder, along with even more disciples from non-human immortal seats.

"Excellent wine!"

Xuan Hong sipped slowly and admired, "Every time I drink junior brother's wine, I feel as if the hundreds of years I've lived have been a waste, and the so-called title of Wine Monarch is truly laughable."

The hall burst into laughter, with compliments and praises alike.

The Severing Heaven Sect is part of the Xuanmen Orthodoxy, yet there are distinctions in status. However, since everyone present was at the Nascent Soul Realm, conversations could be more open.

Somehow the conversation turned to the younger generations in their families.

They belonged to the third generation of disciples in Heavenly Mountain, but in the outside world, each of them was a figure akin to an old ancestor, able to establish a cultivation family with just a little support.

A Daoist with the surname Luo sighed, "In my family, we rely on those with four or five Spirit Roots, and even Foundation Establishment is stacked with Spiritual Objects. One day, if I enter seclusion for a hundred years, they will all perish."

"Brother Luo, don't sigh; every family has its own difficulties to endure," replied Xuan Hong resighingly. "Do not demand too much of Spirit Root talents. If the younger generation really lacks the qualifications, then ensuring their lifetime of wealth is enough.

I am hundreds of years old, and even if I still hold attachments to the mortal world, it is difficult to bond with descendants separated by dozens of generations."

The other Daoists all agreed, saying that Nascent Soul cultivators, with lifespans exceeding a thousand years, were no longer the same species as mortals.

Zhou Yi said with surprise, "Why not use Wish Power Beads? I've seen many at the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core stages forcibly break through with the help of Wish Power Beads. They might not have stable realms or strong powers, but they certainly do not lack longevity."

For the descendants of people like Xuan Hong, with the backing of the Severing Heaven Sect, few dared to provoke them; having longevity was sufficient.

Xuan Hong's face turned slightly red, "I can't compare to junior brother Zhu's extravagance. As for the Wish Power Beads in my hand, I have to use them just for daily cultivation; how could I have extras to care for my family?"

Even if there were spare Wish Power Beads, they were unlikely to be bestowed upon family members. Purchasing top-quality elixirs and Spiritual Objects, which would require huge resources. Even if their family members earned Wish Power Beads, they would have to offer them up to persons like Xuan Hong to support the cultivation of their ancestors.

An ancestor at the Nascent Soul stage was indeed the hope of the family; if he prospered and advanced in his realm, it spelled prosperity for the family!

Zhou Yi's gaze shifted as he spoke, "I actually have an idea."

Xuan Hong asked with curiosity, "I would like to hear the details from junior brother."

"I have a mountain named Qi Wu Mountain under my name, with several tens of millions of people, and I'm in dire need of manpower to manage it," said Zhou Yi. "Brother can send family members over to take charge of the mountain and water deity positions under the jurisdiction of Qi Wu Mountain. They can retain thirty percent of the acquired Wish Power Beads and Spiritual Objects.

Would brother be interested?"

"Of course, I'm willing!"

Xuan Hong agreed without hesitation, repeatedly bowing in thanks, "Thank you, junior brother. If there's anything in the future, feel free to seek me out."

Hearing this, the other Daoists also showed interest.

Zhou Yi said, "There are sixteen mountains and waters under the jurisdiction of Qi Wu Mountain, enough for everyone to share. If the other senior brothers don't mind, you can also send family members to manage one of them."

"Thank you, junior brother."

"We will make sure they manage it well."

"If junior brother ever needs help in the future, you can send a message directly to me. Your enemies are my enemies!"

"..."

The Daoists raised their cups in unison. A position as a god of a mountain or river was enough to support their families' legacies, saving them lots of trouble while also splitting Wish Power Beads every year.

This was a long-lasting foundation for them. A few or dozens of beads might seem small in the short term, but over two or three hundred years, it would accumulate into a substantial resource.

"To our thriving assembly!"

Zhou Yi's gaze wandered, and he suddenly missed Bai Suixin.

The Severing Heaven Sect protected many deviants and occupied famous mountains and rivers as strongholds. Perhaps it would be possible to negotiate and trade, letting his fellow sect members take over.

In this world, there is nothing that can't be sold, as long as the price is high enough!