Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 997

[Chapter 995 Grand Event]

Shenmu Island.

The island is lush and green with various copper trees.

This kind of copper wood is clear yellow in color, with a faint metallic color. Ten-year-old copper wood is the best material for refining various giant warships and treasure ships.

The treasure ship made with this method can carry a weight of tens of millions of pounds and is not afraid of typhoons or sea monsters. It is the number one treasure ship in the East China Sea.

Hundreds or thousands of years old copper wood is enough to refine magical instruments and treasures.

The Ten Thousand Year Copper Wood, also known as the ‘Red Yuan Copper Mother’, can already be used to refine the Pure Yang treasure!

The famous Shenmu Sword on Shenmu Island is made of this material.

At the deepest part of the island, there is a ‘Primordial Magnetic Well’!
This well is extremely deep, and it is unknown how many miles deep it goes into the ground. Once any metal or iron object approaches, it will be sucked in by the force of the Primordial Magnetic Well and it will be difficult to escape.

The old man Shenmu has an ordinary appearance, a slightly protruding head, and is wearing a gray robe with a circle of gray light around him.

He was sitting cross-legged in the air, as if there was a magnetic force between heaven and earth that made him float. He looked at Duanmu Long in front of him and said, “My disciple, have you thought it through? Once you use the ‘Primordial Magnetic Well’ to help you break through the Primordial Spirit barrier, I’m afraid you will end up like me in the future. Even if you cultivate the power of an earthly immortal, it will still be difficult for you to leave Shenmu Island!”

Duanmu Long was dressed in a green robe, with a resolute look on his face. “Master, you don’t need to say more. With my aptitude, even if I reincarnate three lives and three lives, I’m afraid it will be difficult to knock on the door of the Yuanshen… With the help of our sect’s secret method and the Yuanci Well, I can achieve the merits of a scattered immortal, and I will have no regrets in this life! What’s more… Master is a scholar, and in the future he may be able to deduce our sect’s Yuanci magic power to the level of a celestial immortal, and then I can get rid of the constraints of the Yuanci Well.”

“Well…you go, my disciple.”

The old man Shenmu shouted.

Duanmu Long immediately turned into a ray of green light and plunged into the Yuan magnetic well.

The fundamental inheritance of his school was deduced by old man Shenmu. What he cultivated was the Yuanci magic power. With the help of this Yuanci well and Duanmu Long’s foundation, it would be a sure thing for him to break through the Yuanshen.

However, in this way, all the magical powers are combined with the Yuan magnetic well. Even if one achieves Yuan Shen, he cannot leave the island even a step.

The old man Shenmu watched his beloved disciple disappear, but his face became much more serious, counting on his five fingers: “Long’er will definitely be able to achieve the original spirit this time, obtain the merit of scattered immortals, and even have a chance… But this chance has a heavy cause and effect. My Shenmu Island seems to have some bloody disasters? Fortunately, it didn’t happen to my disciples… It seems that instructing my disciples to prepare for that grand event really had some effect of breaking the catastrophe…”

…

A few days later, Shenmu Island.

Treasure ships sailed onto the temporary dock.

Various East China Sea immortals appeared and even took the opportunity to open a sea market. There were so many kinds of goods that it was almost overwhelming.

King Xiaoyao’s treasure ship was mixed in with so many huge ships, and it looked like a tiny ship. It anchored in a place in a low-key manner and took everyone ashore.

“Shenmu Island is warm and welcoming, fellow Taoists.”

A beam of light flew over, revealing the figure of a woman, who turned out to be Wen Wan.

She looked at Zhuo Yifan and asked politely, “I don’t know who you are?”

“I’m Zhuo Yifan, this is the King Xiaoyao of the Great Zhou, who has come to participate in the celebration!”

Zhuo Yifan bowed politely.

“So it’s Fellow Daoist Zhuo…”

Wen Wan smiled slightly, but she felt a little disapproving in her heart.

Even when ‘Hanshan Swordsman’ Peng Xifan was alive, the sect behind him was only a third-rate sect to Shenmu Island, not to mention Zhuo Yifan.

What’s more, Peng Xifan’s sect had offended the assassin Xin Hongyun of the Shushan Sect and was almost wiped out.

The swordsman Hanshan escaped by chance and was rescued by a mortal.

More than ten years later, Peng Xifan passed away, and the Taoist inheritance fell into the hands of this mortal, which is indeed a matter of speculation.

“My dear fairy, I am the younger brother of the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I have come here to participate in the fairy event…”

Seeing Wenwan’s amiable demeanor, King Xiaoyao couldn’t help but muster up the courage to step forward and start a conversation.

Unexpectedly, Wen Wan just said indifferently: “It turns out to be the prince of the human world…”

Then he ignored it, which made King Xiaoyao very upset.

He was like this, and the other mortal warriors on the treasure ship were even more humble. After seeing Wen Wan and Zhuo Yifan leave, they all dispersed and went to the sea market to look for opportunities.

“I don’t know who the strange man who taught me the three sword techniques is… but I think he must be a sword immortal… I don’t have any affinity with immortals, otherwise why didn’t you accept me as your disciple?”

Cui Feiniang, the ‘Green Rose Sword’, was full of self-pity, but she was not worried about gains and losses.

Seeing that the farm boy Aniu was a little dull, thinking of his previous help, he couldn’t help but step forward and said, “Brother Aniu, why don’t you go to the sea market and seek a chance to become an immortal?”

She saw the young prince taking his butler and various treasures to the market, and wondered if he could get what he wanted.
“I…”

Ah Niu spoke haltingly, and it seemed that talking to Cui Fei Niang was even more tiring than his previous battle against the murloc pirates.

He smiled naively and said, “I’m a little bit stupid… I’m afraid the immortal masters won’t like me…”

At this moment, a ray of light came, sparkling and colorful, with a magnificent scene.

In the center of Shenmu Island, on top of a palace, the bronze bell in the bell tower rang without any wind.

The sound was so loud that it could be heard throughout the island.

A bronze sword light flew out from the depths of the island and transformed into the figure of the old man Shenmu. He smiled and said, “It turns out that the fairy Piaomiao has come. How could this old and inferior disciple deserve the fairy’s congratulations?”

When the rosy clouds in the sky faded, a stunningly beautiful woman appeared, it was Yun Shanshan!

She bowed and smiled, “We live in the East China Sea, and are good neighbors. I came to congratulate you on your beloved disciple’s successful cultivation of the primordial spirit.”

“Haha, fellow Taoist, please come into Shenye Palace to serve tea!”

Old Man Shenmu was immediately overjoyed, and two beams of light fell into the depths of the island.

The people in Haishi were naturally stunned.

“From a distance, she is as bright as the sun in the morning glow; from close up, she is as bright as a lotus emerging from the green waves… her shoulders are as sharp as a knife, her waist is as white as a rope. Her neck is long and slender, and her white skin is exposed… I never thought that there would be such a beautiful fairy in the world.”

King Xiaoyao sighed.

“Haha… I’m so ignorant.”

A casual cultivator passing by sneered, “I can tell from the looks of it that you’re not from the East China Sea. You haven’t even heard of the name of the most beautiful woman in the East China Sea, Fairy Piaomiao Yun Shanshan.”

“The most beautiful woman in the East China Sea is indeed worthy of her reputation.”

King Xiaoyao’s eyes lit up, and then he became sad: “What a pity… I am just an ordinary person, not a cultivator.”

“Oh, even if you are a cultivator, how can you get close to her? You must know that this number one fairy in the East China Sea was an immortal fairy who cultivated her primordial spirit. Later, she achieved the Dao Fruit of Earthly Immortal and became one of the most famous senior masters in this world.”

The casual cultivator looked like a young man with peach blossom eyes. When he saw King Xiaoyao, he immediately felt like they were close friends. He put his arm around King Xiaoyao’s shoulders and said, “I think you are a promising talent… Want to cultivate immortality? I have a copy of the Peach Blossom Sutra here, which I can sell to you at a low price…”

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“The Peach Blossom Classic? Is it serious?”

King Xiaoyao was somewhat tempted, but an old servant with a sinister look and a shrill voice beside him said hesitantly: “It’s not that our prince can’t get a few Taoist books, but he just wants to seek a positive result, not some low-level method…”

“Serious, of course serious, this method can cultivate the ‘Peach Blossom Evil’, this evil spirit is not born from heaven and earth, but obtained from the mortal world… There is a saying that it is said that it can control three thousand women and ascend to heaven in broad daylight…”

The cultivator with peach blossom eyes lowered his voice.

King Xiaoyao’s eyes suddenly lit up: “This is good, I want to learn this…”

…

King Xiaoyao is a descendant of a noble family, so he still has some property.

Even if it’s broken, there will always be someone who will buy it.

In comparison, those so-called people in the underworld and martial arts masters really ran into obstacles one after another in the sea market.

Being able to sell oneself into slavery in exchange for an opportunity is a great honor to one’s ancestors.

Cui Fei Niang and Daniu walked around and saw some extraordinary people and opportunities, but either the other party asked for too high a price or simply looked down on them.

He immediately returned to his treasure ship, prepared to meditate and cultivate his energy, silently waiting for the end of this grand event.

After a while, the bronze bell rang again.

“This time… I wonder what kind of extravagant person is coming?”

Cui Fei’s mother opened her eyes and smiled sweetly at Aniu.

Before long, the voice of a master of ceremonies echoed throughout the island.

“Zen Master Yuekong has arrived…”

“The Venerable Tianlong has arrived…”

“The Great Desolate God has arrived…”

“The Huashan Sect’s Fiery Patriarch has arrived…”

“The headmaster of the Shushan sect, Lingchan, and a group of elders and disciples, have arrived…”

…

The old man Shenmu didn’t bother to entertain Yun Shanshan, and flew out again, smiling: “My little disciple is naughty and really doesn’t deserve such kindness…”

He was a little surprised.

Even if it was the joy of their own disciple’s soul, Fairy Piaomiao and Master Yuekong, as neighbors in the East China Sea, would just offer congratulations.

How come hermits like Venerable Tianlong and Lord of the Great Wilderness also came to congratulate us?

It would have been fine if it was just Venerable Tianlong and Lord of the Great Wilderness, but even the leaders of the Huashan Sect and the Shushan Sect, the orthodox sects, were present in person.

‘Even when I achieved the Primordial Spirit and founded a sect… it seems that I was not so glorious?’

Old Man Shenmu was happy that his eldest disciple had brought him honor, but he was also secretly sad.

At this time, he forced himself to muster up his energy and invited a number of senior masters in the mortal world into the Shenye Palace, serving tea to them one by one. He was so busy that he had no time to rest.

“Congratulations to my disciple for achieving the primordial spirit. You will have great hope of ascending to heaven in the future.”

Lingchan boy drank the tea with a smile and then spoke.

“Thank you for your praise, fellow Daoist… My inferior disciple has already cultivated his primordial spirit. He only needs to practice the profound skills for a while, and then he will come out to greet all the seniors.”

The old man Shenmu answered with a smile.

In fact, Duanmu Long achieved his primordial spirit and was sucked into the Yuanci Well. At this time, he needed to use the unique method of Shenmu Island to resolve it in order to maintain his freedom within the Shenmu Island. Otherwise, he couldn’t even get out of the Yuanci Well, which was not a good thing.

‘Strange… According to my calculations, my eldest disciple is lucky to be a fool, so he won’t suffer the disaster of the Yuan Magnetic Well absorbing his magic power… Why hasn’t the opportunity come yet?’

Just as Elder Shenmu was feeling surprised, the disciple acting as the master of ceremonies outside shouted loudly:
“The Qinghe Mountain cultivator Fang Xi… is here!”

As soon as these words came out, Elder Shenmu suddenly felt the atmosphere in the palace change!
(End of this chapter)