I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

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Bai Suixin's heart leaped for joy as he exclaimed, "Noble friend, your generosity is admirable!"

The Black Wind Demon Monarch reminded, "Still, Bai friend, be sure to speak kindly of me before the elder ancestors of the sect."

"Naturally."

Bai Suixin said enviously, "Today, I can speak with noble friend as an equal, but in the future, once noble friend becomes a disciple of Heaven's Secret Child, I shall have to respectfully address you as Uncle-Master."

"Hahaha, Bai friend jests. We each speak for our own."

The Black Wind Demon Monarch laughed heartily, envisioning the scenario already—becoming a disciple of the celestial, ultimately being venerated as a patriarch upon achieving divine enshrinement through the offerings of incense.

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Heavenly Mountain.

Golden Light Hall.

Zhou Yi was practicing the art of illusion, his sleeves humming with the sound of talismans as his mana stirred, receiving a message.

"Junior Brother Sun, come quickly to three thousand leagues south of the mountain, urgent matters to discuss!"

"Bai Suixin..."

Zhou Yi's face lit up with pleasure, guessing that the Demon Head might have confirmed news. He immediately rode his escape light and flew southward.

Shortly after.

Nameless Barren Mountain.

Bai Suixin sat atop the mountain, laid out a table and chairs, and was merrily savoring wine. Seeing Zhou Yi, he quickly called out to him.

"Junior Brother Sun, that Demon Head has come down the mountain. You must be well prepared."

Zhou Yi nodded, "The trap has been set long ago."

"This Demon Head is no ordinary foe. Who knows what Divine Skills he has mastered..."

Bai Suixin shared in great detail all he had seen and heard on Black Wind Mountain, recounted the Black Wind Demon Monarch's past exploits and victories, as well as his usual personality and habits. It was as if he had personally taken action to subdue demons and exorcise evil.

After all, having laid claim to the support of Heaven's Secret Child, the Black Wind Demon Monarch must die!

"Rest assured, Brother. He will come but not return!"

Zhou Yi did not make this vow carelessly. Many brothers in the Severing Heaven Sect were eagerly awaiting, ready to claim their share of the Demon Head's territory.

"I have no worries with Brother handling matters!"

Bai Suixin inquired, "Not knowing if brother has uncovered any top-secret information in the past several decades within the Severing Heaven Sect, I must report back to the elder ancestors."

Zhou Yi said with a smile, "Has the ancestor within the sect urged you?"

Bai Suixin replied, "It's also to facilitate persuading the Demon Head to come down the mountain easily in the future. If the ancestors of the sect cooperate just a little, wouldn't those demons sheltered by our sect have to obediently comply?"

"Your words hold truth."

Zhou Yi waved his hand to set up the Formation and Prohibition, isolating external probes, and switched to speaking by transmission, "I have uncovered two top secrets!"

Bai Suixin's face showed excitement as he listened intently.

Zhou Yi said, "The first is the Severing Heaven Sect's worsening relationship with the dragon race..."

"Isn't that common knowledge?"

"Brother, please let me finish. It's not just a worsening relationship this time."

Zhou Yi continued, "More than twenty years ago, the Iron Crown Immortal fought against the Shangshui True Dragon Ao Guang, with rumors of dragon scales being stripped and dragon blood being drawn, leaving both parties with a vendetta!"

"Such a thing actually happened!"

Bai Suixin calculated silently. Just this message alone could convince the elder ancestors of the sect. He continued to inquire, "And the other top secret?"

"It relates to ascending to the Immortal Realm..."

Zhou Yi gestured towards Heavenly Mountain, saying, "The seal of Heaven's Leak has weakened. Who can say, maybe one day, Dongsheng Divine Continent will have a direct route to the higher realms!"

Speak human with humans, ghost with ghosts.

In the Severing Heaven Sect, the Heaven's Leak was an unattainable difficulty; but in front of the Severing Heaven Sect, it was a passageway between two worlds!

"Heaven's Leak is about to open?"

Bai Suixin stood up eagerly and began pacing back and forth, muttering to himself, clearly agitated.

Zhou Yi said, "It's just a possibility. Perhaps the Severing Heaven Sect founder has left some precautions in place. That would be the secret within the secret, not something that can be uncovered in a moment."

"This is sufficient!"

Excited, Bai Suixin gestured with his hands. He did not wish to be a bound spirit, condemned to wait in the mortal realm, watching his lifespan diminish with no way forward.

But the difficulty of ascending was great, and the risk of falling was extreme. Thus, Bai Suixin wanted to find a shortcut.

The Heaven's Leak, a direct path to the Immortal Realm!

"Whatever plans the Severing Heaven Sect founder might have, our sect elder ancestor is not one to sit idly by. The disgrace of the past will surely be avenged!"

Bai Suixin spoke earnestly, "This news has earned you great merit, brother. I will certainly report it to the sect elder ancestor. In this world, who wouldn't want a shortcut? I wonder, what reward would brother wish for, so I may inform the elder ancestor of our sect."

"As a disciple of the Severing Heaven Sect, this is my duty!"

Zhou Yi first showed his loyalty, then said, "What I, your disciple brother, really need for cultivating my Escape Technique, are the Three Elements Rare Treasures of water, fire, earth. I will need Brother's assistance."

"No trouble at all, no trouble at all."

Bai Suixin replied, "For such a meritorious deed, the sect elder ancestors will surely not be stingy. Just keep up the good work, junior brother!"

"Certainly."

Zhou Yi's face showed happiness, as the Great Five Elements Escaping Technique could finally be completed.

Ordinary Taoist lords might spend countless years searching for the Five Elements Rare Treasure, like how the Hundred-Eyes Demon Lord risked attacking Zhou Yi for the Eyes of Clarity, only to end up losing both his life and his cultivation.

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Now, I only need to move my lips, and without even a battle of spells, I've gathered everything!

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Cultivation knows not the passing of years.

Ten years have already passed in the world.

In the 141st year of Yuanding, next year will once again be the time to share the power of incense and wishes.

As the end of the year approaches,

Zhou Yi leaves the Golden Light Store and flies towards Qi Wu Mountain.

After ten years of secluded cultivation, his thoughts cold and solitary, Zhou Yi is not in a hurry to travel, riding the clouds and mist to enjoy the scenery along the way.

"This ancestor of the Great Moon Nation is said to be a four-thousand-year-old Immortal..."

As he passes over the Great Moon Nation lost in thought, suddenly he senses whispers of wind blowing quietly, passing through the protective spiritual light and making his skin feel chilly and cold.

"What is this?"

Zhou Yi's brows furrow slightly as he instinctively activates a treasure above his head.

"Hehehehe..."

A series of strange laughs reach him, and in the space ahead, a figure in a dark Daoist robe suddenly materializes with a loud rustle, black hair flowing with the wind—it is the Black Wind Demon Monarch lying in ambush.

He opens his mouth wide at Zhou Yi and spits out an unmeasurable amount of black light.

Upon closer inspection, the black light is clearly composed of strands of black wind, instantly darkening the skies and covering the sun.

The howling black wind sweeps by, darkening the sun and splintering rocks, cleaving cliffs.

Whoosh—

An immeasurable amount of black wind gathers into tens, if not hundreds, of black dragons, each hundreds of miles long, spanning the sky, rolling forth with a mighty momentum.

"What divine skill!"

Zhou Yi exclaims in admiration as he manifests the Xuanwu Divine Armor on his body and rides the escaping light, fleeing towards the south.

"You think to escape after being struck by my divine skill?"

The Black Wind Demon Monarch blows a breath, and the tornado of black wind forms a formation, turning a thousand miles around into a dark world where no escape technique or divine skill could extricate one from.

Zhou Yi rides the escaping light, dodging left and right. Alas, the black wind sweeps across all directions; he can't fully avoid it no matter what he does.

In an unguarded moment, he is swept by the black wind. His body sustains no physical damage, but his soul feels inverted, unable to discern east from west, up from down.

"This fellow truly is Wu Ming's good friend, using these soul-bewildering spells again!"

Zhou Yi flies to the edge of the black wind world, his hands forming a spell to break open the space ahead, slipping into it and disappearing from sight.

Void Escape Technique!

"Huh?"

The Black Wind Demon Monarch raises an eyebrow and snorts coldly, "As expected of someone from the mend heaven's gate, you do have some skill."

As he speaks, he withdraws his divine skill, and where there should have been mountain ranges on the ground, not a trace was left, only a great valley and a deep pit hundreds of miles long remained.

A battle of Nascent Souls, annihilating thousands of miles.

"You can't escape after being hit by my divine skill!"

The Black Wind Demon Monarch senses briefly, then his figure disperses into rolling black wind, chasing after Zhou Yi like clouds covering the sky.

After flying for hundreds of miles, he spots a figure in the distance—it's Zhou Yi, fleeing in panic, much slower than the Black Wind Demon Monarch.

"Hehehe..."

"How could someone of such low strength capture my friend Wu Dao? I've always advised him—to fight and kill in the open, not to resort to trickery and ambush; it's useless!"

The Black Wind Demon Monarch moves with astonishing speed, quickly closing the distance, ready to unleash his divine skill for a final blow, when suddenly Zhou Yi stops.

"What? Realized you can't run and decided to face your death?"

Zhou Yi stands aloft, saying, "This place is serene and beautiful, fitting to send a friend on his way to reincarnation!"

"Still tough-mouthed at death's doorstep!"

The Black Wind Demon Monarch shouts as he spews forth an immense black wind, sweeping toward Zhou Yi with a mighty force, determined to dissolve both his body and soul.

At that moment,

A voice comes through.

"The Innate Obliterating Divine Wind, such a divine skill wasted in the hands of a demon!"

Another voice follows.

"A divine skill capable of obliterating all manifesting such a deathly aura, it only shows a woeful lack of talent!"

"This divine skill should rightly belong to us!"

Then more voices speak up, numerous remarks lambasting the Black Wind Demon Monarch mercilessly.

"Who are these vermin daring to show themselves?"

The Black Wind Demon Monarch breathes and retracts his divine skill, concentrating it around him, forming a black wind sphere in which any magic divine abilities or mystical techniques, upon entering, would be obliterated.

"If you want a showing, so be it."

As the voices fall, twelve figures appear from all sides.

Each one's mana aura is profound and overpowering, one hand waving a Formation Flag, the other hand urging on a Spiritual Treasure, surrounding the Black Wind Demon Monarch within.

"Deviant demon, you shall be slain!"