I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Qingyun Temple.

Eternal Mystery Hall.

Han Zhao sat cross-legged, circulating his cultivation technique to refine and assimilate the medicinal pill, when suddenly an aged voice reached his ears.

"Disciple, come over, your master has matters to entrust to you."

Han Zhao didn't dare to delay and immediately transformed into a streak of light, flying to the Eternal Prosperity Hall.

He saw his master sitting upright on the dais, his hair and beard touching the ground, his breath faint. Countless enchantments and spiritual lights, like chains, sealed his soul and body within three feet to slow the waning of his lifespan.

A yellow ox was sitting cross-legged to the right of the dais, its eyes dim with sorrow.

Han Zhao bowed respectfully, "Greetings to Master, and greetings to Uncle Ox."

"Good disciple, your master's lifespan is about to end. I've called you here to take care of the aftermath!"

Zhou Yi's voice was low and hoarse, "At the moment of my death, I will sacrifice my life to condense my Primordial Spirit, striving for that one in a million chance. Should I fail, my soul will scatter. You, stay up on the mountain and erect a spirit tablet for your master."
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"When the time comes, many will come to pay their respects. If you can seize the opportunity, perhaps you can condense your Nascent Soul and achieve Divinity Transformation!"

Han Zhao's eyes brimmed with tears, "Disciple does not seek the path, only wishing for master's longevity."

"Who in this world can live forever?"

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Your master has lived for a thousand years, surpassing ninety-nine percent of the people in this world. In my youth, I traversed the Cultivation World, and the great teachings and dynasties across the Four Seas and a thousand mountains submitted before me. Even in death, I have no regrets!"

Han Zhao was confused, having followed the yellow ox up Qingyun Mountain at the age of three, and had not descended the mountain for over a hundred years.

His days were spent reciting scriptures and refining Qi, unaware of his master's origins.

"Master, you often speak of the Heavenly Court ruling over Dongsheng Divine Continent, perhaps there are even more profound methods for extending life."

"The Heavenly Court..."

Zhou Yi sighed, "You will know in time. Today, I will pass on the Immortal Register and the Azure Cloud Golden Register to you. From now on, you are the second Master of Qingyun.

Han Zhao bowed deeply and received the Immortal Register and the Golden Register, "Rest assured, master. Your disciple will surely carry forward and glorify the Qingyun legacy."

"Leave it to fate."

Zhou Yi waved his hand, and Han Zhao knelt and kowtowed nine times before slowly exiting the hall.

The doors of the hall closed.

Tears of the yellow ox flowed back into its eyes as it blinked, asking Zhou Yi if the performance was convincing.

"My honest Ox, you've even learned to deceive and put on an act," Zhou Yi joked. "I will go to the Eastern Sea and hide until Xiao Yunzi and the three immortals ascend. You remain in Qingyun Mountain to cultivate in seclusion. If there's any change, remember to leave early!"

The yellow ox had some renown in the Heavenly Court due to its Demon God realm.

Rather than hiding in the shadows and arousing suspicion from the Heavenly Court, it's better to play the role of a loyal mount guarding the grave of its old master, performing the act to the fullest.

Moo!

The yellow ox indicated it understood and would also protect the legacy of Qingyun Mountain. If there was any break in the succession, it would find someone in the mortal realm with a Spirit Root to inherit the Immortal Register.

"That's very good."

Zhou Yi's gaze was deep as he looked towards the Heavenly Court.

"Someday I will return to Qingyun Mountain to again become the Heavenly Master. I'm not trying to prove anything. I just want to take back everything I've lost!"

No one in this world can owe Zhou Yi without paying it back.

Even after millions of years pass, through the desolation of heaven and earth, and the seas dry up and the stones crumble, Zhou Yi will visit each debtor to claim his dues.

Moo!

The yellow ox mooed, worried that the Heavenly Court might suspect Zhou Yi faked his death.

Zhou Yi gently stroked the ox's horn, saying.

"They might suspect at first, but once I disappear for a few hundred years, far exceeding the limit of a Nascent Soul's lifespan, naturally no one will suspect anymore!"

...

Several months later.

A terrifying Heavenly Tribulation erupted over Qingyun Mountain. Dark clouds sealed off thousands of miles, yet only three bolts of lightning struck before the clouds scattered on their own.

The tribulation failed!

The cultivators secretly watching Qingyun Mountain all heaved a sigh of relief.

If that Heavenly Master really did seize that one in a million chance and transformed like a fish into a dragon, it would surely lead to another conflict.

For nearly seven hundred years, the Heavenly Court had ruled the world, with more than ten Heavenly Monarchs ascending beyond the void with the help of incense and Divine Enthronement. The fortune of Dongsheng Divine Continent was flourishing, and anyone with clear sight could see that the Cultivation World was about to enter an unprecedented golden age.

With the hearts of the people settled, neither Zhou Yi's friends nor foes wished for turmoil to occur.

The Heavenly Court did not investigate whether the Heavenly Master truly died or faked it, convinced he was dead.

If Zhou Yi were to appear again, no matter how one proved it, they would be seen as an imposter. To dare to impersonate the first Heavenly Master would be an act of great treason, and the Heavenly Court would surely shatter that person's soul!

...

Year 693 of Emperor Li's reign.

The first Heavenly Master ended his life and path.

When the Emperor heard this, he shed tears and ordered the Heavenly Court to fly the flag at half-mast in mourning.

He also sealed the Heavenly Master's hall as a symbol of the Heavenly Master's merits, decreeing that no one in the future would compare.

...

Severing Heaven Blessed Land.

The news of Zhou Yi's death didn't stir much attention.

A few newer disciples casually inquired about the Heavenly Master's glorious past from their seniors in the sect.

After a few expressions of amazement, that was it.

The tides of time surged, and the Cultivation World was changing day by day. Everyone was busy pursuing official positions and had no time to care about a dead man from a bygone era.

Heavenly Secret Hall.

Heaven's Secret Child had not emerged for over half a year, with hundreds of divination artifacts laid out before him.

Compasses, divination blocks, silken pouches, tortoise shells, and more, at least upper-grade magic artifacts, and even one of the Severing Heaven Sect's treasured divination Spiritual Treasures.

"How did he just die?"

Heaven's Secret Child murmured to himself, no matter how he divined, it always showed Zhou Yi dying in the Heavenly Tribulation.

Attempting to use the Severing Heaven Seven Divine Sticks to probe Zhou Yi's reincarnation cost him a hundred years of his lifespan, only to receive feedback of profound karmic depth.

"With such overwhelming karma, it could take several lifetimes to cleanse. Is there even a need to divine the outcome?"

Heaven's Secret Child sighed helplessly, "I've made a big loss this time, throwing away the Sun-occluding Robe and the Nine Heavenly Profound Shuttle. If those two old fools find out, won't I become the laughingstock?

"Those two Spiritual Treasures are still on Qingyun Mountain. Should I steal them back?"

Heaven's Secret Child has always been shameless, and when it came to schemes like cheating, deceiving, and stealing, he was more than adept.