I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Having seen the younger disciples act, Danxia Zi couldn't help but be influenced, realizing that in the Cultivation World, it's not just about strength, but more importantly, background and connections!

After leaving the imperial court,

All that had happened in the palace spread quickly throughout Dongsheng Divine Continent.

In the eyes of ninety-nine percent of cultivators, Lord An Tian was seen as a role model for inspiration, with many who failed their tribulation regarding him as their spiritual pillar.

Now that they knew their idol was a Demon Head, nearly all were on the verge of having their Dao hearts shattered.

What surprised many was Emperor Yuanding's magnanimity; as the future Heavenly Emperor, he could actually tolerate the Master of Qingyun, even at the cost of slaying a Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarch!

The news reached Qingyun Mountain.

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly. Being at the center of the vortex, any movement he made would draw attention from all quarters.

"A prominent Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarch, who had also received a first-rank official position and might rely on incense offerings to breakthrough to Immortal and surpass heaven, was actually willing to die?"

"The world does not operate according to anyone's whims; after all, everyone has their schemes! Those who cultivate to Heavenly Monarch or become Immortals are never simple characters. That Great Eternal Ancestor as the first True God... having some tactics is normal!"

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, then took out the divining tube.

Using the Severing Heaven technique to divine the Heavenly Court, the divining stick landed without any reaction.

"Perhaps it is safe and sound, or perhaps the cause and effect are too heavy, and eight hundred years of life is not enough to divine it..."

When a cultivator of the Severing Heaven Sect uses the Severing Heaven technique, at most, it consumes a hundred years of their lifespan. Zhou Yi's inability to divine a result indicated that no one in Dongsheng Divine Continent could see through the future of the Heavenly Court.

"Let's try a different method."

Once again, he used the Severing Heaven technique, this time to divine the good and evil nature of the Heavenly Emperor.

The divining stick landed steadily.

"Huh! Emperor Yuanding just broke through to Divinity Transformation; could it be that the name of Heavenly Emperor has caused a disturbance in the heavenly secrets?"

Zhou Yi expended lifespan once more to divine the origins of the Heavenly Emperor.

The divining stick shone brightly, finally releasing a thread of heavenly secret that entered his soul.

"God?"

Just one word, but with so many potential angles and pieces of content to consider, Zhou Yi thought for a long time but could not decipher its meaning.

"Forget it, a Heavenly Emperor who cannot ascend is at most just five thousand years of life."

"By then, there will still be many Immortals in Dongsheng Divine Continent. No matter how Emperor Yuanding manipulates things, it's just a power struggle. Could he really destroy the Cultivation World at its peak?"

Zhou Yi once asked his master where the ancestral pulse of Dongsheng Divine Continent was.

The Iron Crown Immortal pointed beneath his feet, informing that the pulse lay in Heavenly Mountain, protected by the cultivators of the Heaven-Mending Sect!

As long as the Cultivation World exists, other disasters and tribulations seemed trivial in Zhou Yi's eyes.

"Just the other day, I discovered several Demon Heads' traces; it's time to send them into reincarnation, for earlier death leads to sooner transcendance. If they are reborn under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court, they should study well and take the imperial examinations, striving to be granted a place in the Immortal Register..."

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Another twenty years passed.

In the blink of an eye.

On this day,

Zhou Yi was dining and drinking with his fellow Daoists, slightly tipsy.

They began discussing how to eradicate the Bone Demon Monarch of Skull Mountain, whose movements were elusive and who was adept at using body-doubling secret techniques, proving sneaky and difficult to deal with.

"Elder brother, on my travels, I once met a Daoist surnamed Bai,"

Said the handsome Daoist, who appeared to be in his teens or twenties, smiling, "That Bai Daoist has exceptional Divine Skills and is capable of understanding the past and foreseeing the future. If we invite him, he will surely be able to slay the Bone Demon Monarch!"

Zhou Yi asked incredulously, "There is such an extraordinary person in the world?"

"Initially, I too was amazed, but as time went by, Bai Daoist revealed his true form," said the Daoist.

"Turns out he is the auspicious creature Bai Ze, who has cultivated for a thousand years to take human form and joined the Xuanmen Orthodoxy to pursue the path of cultivation!"

"Bai Ze!"

Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes, his mind racing as he pondered the intent behind his adopted brother's words.

With the matter of Divine Enthronement by incense offerings spreading, it wasn't only human cultivators who were intrigued; the Demon race's cultivation was even slower, and many were bounded by their bloodline until death, unable to break through.

If they could attain breakthrough via Divine Enthronement and Return to the Origin, even their descendants would benefit.

Consequently, numerous divine beasts, strange creatures, and even ferocious monsters were inquiring about Divine Enthronement, hoping to seize the opportunity.

As Zhou Yi contemplated this, a message vibrated from within his sleeve.

"Brother, the master has summoned me back to Heavenly Mountain. We will discuss the extermination of demons later. Next time, bring that Bai Daoist along."

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"Thank you, elder brother!"

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The Daoist, upon hearing the Celestial Summon, immediately thought of a possibility and dared not delay, quickly bowing to take his leave.

Zhou Yi's figure vanished, only to reappear on the back of a yellow ox.

Beneath the ox clouds gathered, carrying them toward Heavenly Mountain.

At dusk.

The cloud settled outside the Mystic Iron Temple, where Zhou Yi leaped down from the ox and bowed deeply in salute.

"I pay my respects to Master."

"Come in."

The speaker was Guang Weizi, the sect leader holding a scroll of Yellow Silk, who said, "Seventy-two Immortals have collectively refined for forty years, finally forging the Investiture of the Gods. Without yet sprouting an Artifact Spirit, its power is already not inferior to that of a Spiritual Artifact!"

As he spoke, the Yellow Silk flew up and landed in Zhou Yi's hands.

Zhou Yi took the scroll and slowly unfurled it, seeing densely packed divine positions and names.

From the first name of a Heavenly Emperor on the right to the last Taisui of the day on the left, he had heard of every name; they were at least the illustrious Dao Lords.

"Master, why are there only ranks one to six for True Gods?"

"The remaining True God positions are as numerous as the hairs of an ox, and I do not recognize all those Golden Cores, so I chose not to record them in the Investiture of the Gods, letting the Heavenly Emperor confer titles at his discretion," Guang Weizi said.

"The greater part of the Investiture of the Gods, sixty percent, is held by the Great Sects, and they are all critical positions. Another thirty percent is given to the National Dynasty and sects, leaving only ten percent for Loose Cultivators, which will inevitably cause turbulence in the Cultivation World."

"It's better to open up the positions below the third rank to the Loose Cultivators to give them a chance for promotion and prevent any potential trouble!"

"Master's reasoning is sound."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly in agreement, realizing that even though the Great Sects could overbear the Loose Cultivators, their actual number of disciples constituted less than one percent of the Cultivation World's population.

To add to this, the numerous disciples of the National Dynasties and sects accounted for no more than ten percent of the population in the Cultivation World, yet they controlled ninety percent of the positions in the Heavenly Court. If they did not offer an opportunity, they would be forcing the Loose Cultivators to rebel.

On the other hand, with a path for advancement, even if it was one in ten thousand, Loose Cultivators would be caught in the cycle of internal competition and exhaustion.

Zhou Yi tentatively asked, "In these years, I have slain demons and eradicated fiends with my fellow brothers, claiming many mountains and waterways. Might I..."

"You are in charge of the Investiture," Guang Weizi said. "You may make decisions about such minor matters on your own."

"Thank you, Master!"

Zhou Yi's face showed a hint of excitement as he said, "I will certainly not abuse my authority. Ensuring the Investiture is fair and just is the only way the Heavenly Court can legitimately govern Dongsheng Divine Continent."

"You still have the gall to mention fairness..."

Guang Weizi reminded him, "Don't go too far. The positions below the third rank are meant to appease the Loose Cultivators." Explore more stories at My Virtual Library Empire

"Master, over the years, I have made hundreds of sworn brothers, all from Loose Cultivator backgrounds."

Zhou Yi continued, "Each of them is good and pure, very suitable for governing territories. Having them in the Loose Cultivator community to gather information, any hint of trouble can be grasped!"

Iron Crown Immortal raised an eyebrow, "Such actions are quite shameless."

"Master, I speak thusly because I seek stability for the Cultivation World."

Zhou Yi defended, "Moreover, it's just for this generation. Once the Heavenly Court stabilizes, there will no longer be discussion of Loose Cultivators. Once they settle down, in three to five hundred years, the grand situation will be secured!"

Loose Cultivators faced the overwhelming tide, either assimilate or be ground to dust.

Guang Weizi laughed, "I trust you to handle matters. It's a pity you do not wish to be the Heavenly Emperor; otherwise, this Investiture would be even more secure!"

"Even if I do not become the Heavenly Emperor, I shall still spare no effort."

Suddenly Zhou Yi recalled something and said, "Master, have you heard? The Great Eternal Ancestor's entourage seems to be not quite of orthodox paths?"

"I have heard a little about this matter, but it is not a serious concern. To save his life, the Great Eternal Ancestor once sought refuge with a demonic cult. The establishment of Daheng also involved the shadow of demonic cults, though it's unknown which branch."

"It's not really a significant issue," Guang Weizi said. "Demonic cults poison the world, making life difficult for Loose Cultivators, and interaction between them is common."

"I see."

Zhou Yi surmised that the Great Eternal Ancestor's slaying of Lord An Tian might either be a break with the demonic cults or a performance for the Severing Heaven Sect.

He looked down at the Investiture of the Gods again, analyzing each position and contemplating the backgrounds of the names.

First, he eliminated those in line to inherit positions from Great Sects, these cultivators were supported by Immortal ancestors. Next, he removed those with blood ties to the National Dynasty, many of whom were descendants of Immortals, leaving not more than a hundred and eighty names.

Seeing several familiar names, Zhou Yi shamelessly said.

"Master, might I adjust some Heavenly Court positions for a few friends?"

Guang Weizi, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, said, "Let's hear it?"

Pointing to two names, Zhou Yi suggested.

"For example, Dao Lord Gu Xiao has been a friend for a hundred years; perhaps we could replace this Taisui with the position of Lead Scribe..."