Exploring Immortality Cultivation

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya!"

Ai Qinglan and that unnamed cultivator from the Emperor's Extreme Split Sky Dao roared madly, pummelling their fists against each other.

Ai Qinglan was enveloped by white flames. The Fire of Negative Entropy crazily absorbed the surrounding attacks, converting part of the damage she received into her own strength. Behind her, Qi Vein Roots stretched tens of yards, incessantly drawing power from the surroundings. The cultivator of the Emperor's Extreme Split Sky Dao, true to his title, had a figure that faintly appeared behind him, covering all directions. Between his fists and palms, an overwhelming imperial aura swept in, commanding nature's spiritual energy to join in oppressing Ai Qinglan.

Within mere seconds, the two exchanged thousands of blows. At such fist speeds, the air and stones weren't so different. The atmosphere, wailing, tried to flee from between the two, but its normally negligible viscosity meant it couldn't flow away and was instead shattered. Vast vacuum zones were forcibly created, as the air struggled to refill but was continuously repelled by their punches. Amidst the air's turbulence, even an Ancient Golden Core could barely keep stable!

The more they fought, the more terrified the Divine Separation Cultivator became: "This woman, she can keep up with my fist speed with just a Golden Core Stage cultivation? Impossible!"

No matter how much he denied it, Ai Qinglan stood firm like a nail, not retreating an inch.

Moreover, the Divine Separation Cultivator could also feel a mysterious power seeping through from the woman's punches and kicks. Somehow transcending protective magic power, this force penetrated directly into his body. Under its influence, the flesh and blood in his palms mutated bizarrely, either withering unexpectedly or turning into some strange "Gu worms" that devoured his vitality to propagate themselves!

A few more blows, and this pair of hands would be ruined!

Finally unable to withstand Ai Qinglan's fierce power, the cultivator lifted his foot and kicked against her fist to retreat while shouting, "Be cautious and alert!"

Ai Qinglan didn't pursue but instead swept her hand, and the twelve Qi Vein Roots behind her immediately transformed into spear-like projectiles, assaulting the surrounding Nascent Soul Cultivators like a fierce storm.

"Run!" Ai Qinglan seized this chance to shout at the Immortal Alliance Cultivators behind her. Subsequently, Golden Cores dragged Qi Cultivation and Foundation Establishment Cultivators, frantically fleeing towards the city's outskirts.

However, those Ancient Method Nascent Souls had no desire to chase. The Qi Vein Roots Ai Qinglan was using had foregone brute force for exceptional penetration power. Ordinary Protective Gang Qi and Protective Magic Artifacts couldn't block them at all. Any contact with these Qi Vein Roots would drain their vitality and worsen their physical state. Moreover, these Qi Vein Roots could induce apoptosis, cancer, or excessive cell division among other negative states. Though not fatal, even one of these conditions was enough to cause immense suffering.

Previously, when that Divine Separation Cultivator separated from Ai Qinglan, she also attacked nearby Nascent Soul Cultivators with this same method. These cultivators had already been terrified by these mysterious tactics, allowing the Modern Cultivators extra time to retreat.

The negative state this time was…

"Ugh…" All the afflicted cultivators felt an inexplicable nausea accompanied by slight dizziness and fatigue, but it wasn't severe. Just as the cultivators thought they had escaped disaster, Ai Qinglan's leisurely voice reached their ears, plunging them back into hell—"Here's a child for you to bear and play with!"

Struck as if by lightning, an experienced female Nascent Soul murmured, "This... this indeed is morning sickness from pregnancy!"

"This..."

"We are men! How can we possibly give birth to a child!"

Wails filled the air. All Nascent Soul Cultivators kept their distance from Ai Qinglan, quickly fleeing from the "demoness." Ai Qinglan chuckled and chased after the Divine Separation Cultivator.

The Divine Separation Cultivator felt disgusted and immediately retreated. Ai Qinglan's laws showed she practiced the Life Path; her recent statement held immense credibility to the ears of those Ancient Method Practitioners. Moreover, he needed to focus on repairing a broadly necrotic palm and disentangling the "Gu Worms." Having reached the Divine Separation stage, he could operate at the cellular level; Ai Qinglan couldn't instantly instill a surge of vitality to advance cancer to its terminal stage in a mere moment, so this move wouldn't kill him.

But it was enough to deter his will to fight.

In reality, if he had thrown another punch, he would have discovered that Ai Qinglan was actually brittle despite appearances. Under the robes, her arms housed broken muscles, and every bone was riddled with cracks. The Life Flame was frantically repairing Ai Qinglan's physical body while, under the guise of the enveloping White Flame, she stealthily popped several pills into her mouth, crushed and swallowed them. These pills were highly concentrated with amino acids and calcium, the basic substances for bodily repair.

After all, Ai Qinglan was merely a Golden Core Cultivator. Although she temporarily gained the strength to confront a Divine Separation Cultivator through the two-thousand-year advantage of Modern methods, she couldn't genuinely triumph in battle.

As for the "delivery of a child," that was purely a psychological attack. Ai Qinglan wasn't capable of reverting any somatic cell back to a stem cell, let alone manipulate these cells to achieve cloning—especially ectopic pregnancies. She had merely altered the gene expression of those cultivators, changing the nature of the proteins produced within their bodies. This was another clever application of the Vein Spirit Root. Consequently, the cultivators' bodies began to react with a sensation similar to 'foreign proteins,' triggering a rejection response. In truth, this was the principle of pregnancy reactions, which is why she managed to deceive women who had given birth with her convincing illusion.

One must admit, Ai Qinglan's methods completely contrasted those of Chen Feng and Wang Qi. Chen Feng and Wang Qi seemed varied and technical; however, every one of their laws was executed honorably. On the other hand, Ai Qinglan, although appearing forthright, harbored numerous insidious tricks within her laws.

Remarkably, Ai Qinglan alone managed to pin down one Divine Separation and eighteen Nascent Soul Cultivators here!

Suddenly, Ai Qinglan stopped, puzzled. At the same time, the Divine Separation Cultivator also halted in shock, vigilantly looking around.

Unbeknownst to them, three Nascent Soul Cultivators had disappeared from their surroundings...

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Chen Feng and Chen Youjia supported each other, rushing along streets and alleys, eliminating low-level cultivators who had joined the chaos.

Any being that emitted hostility towards them was met with a psychic assault, becoming mentally disoriented. Those of lesser strength would momentarily forget what they were doing. In that instant, a Sword Light would claim their lives.

Light True Spirit Divine Pupil, Heavenly Song Soul Probe. Now, Chen Feng could perform these two laws without needing direct contact.

"The last time I fought alongside you was in the Immortal Institute. We went to the Leiyang Test Zone to hunt demon beasts, right?" Chen Feng moved in a way that made him unintentionally overlooked.

Chen Youjia hummed lightly, "You, so weak."

"I started as a mortal, while you have been educated by the Sect Leader of the Wanfa Sect since childhood, do we even have the same starting point?" Wang Qi said.

"This time too."

Chen Feng sighed, "In Wang Qi's words, this is not our home field."

Neither of them was like Ai Qinglan, who had combat power always suppressing those of the same rank, nor were they like Wang Qi, who possessed the most suitable Mathematics to guide a city full of mortals to escape.

Chen Youjia gently bit her lip as she remembered the words her brother had once said,

"...you are not seeking a Dao, solving any mysteries, understanding any principles, nor are you relying on your own research to change the face of this world..."

My Mathematics skills should be no weaker than Wang Qi's. The things he developed in recent years, I should be as familiar with them as he is...

Probably.

Maybe after this, I should not only go home for a visit but also learn something properly from that annoying guy...

Suddenly, Chen Feng broke into Chen Youjia's thoughts, "The situation has changed. Wang Qi is entangled in the Nascent Soul Stage and can't escape. The mission has changed. Now it's up to us to guide the mortals of the Divine Capital to refuge."

According to the initial plan they had discussed, as long as Wang Qi was trapped and could not escape, Jarvis would automatically send a message.

That was the advantage of the Ten Thousand Immortals Illusion Realm. As long as the signal was still there, all Modern Cultivators could communicate without hindrance.

Chen Youjia asked, "Senior Brother..."

"Don't worry. That guy has defeated more than one or two Nascent Souls. Besides, if he's in a desperate situation, he will definitely abandon the plan without hesitation," Chen Feng said, "Let's go, we have our own tough battle to fight."

"It won't be tougher than a fierce battle with a Nascent Soul."

Chen Feng sighed, "Yes, nor will it be harder than restraining a Divine Separation."

At that moment, an odd feeling surged in their hearts.

"Chen Feng, something's fishy."

"Indeed, something is fishy." Chen Feng's Spiritual Sense swept around in all directions, yet felt absurd, "Just now, there should have been mortals here, right?"

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In the local area of Divine Capital, there was one in the Body Integration Realm, fourteen in the Divine Separation Stage, and one hundred thirty-three in the Nascent Soul. From the Far Sea, there was one in the Body Integration, seventeen in Divine Separation, and a hundred and seventy-nine Nascent Souls.

In total, two in Body Integration, thirty-one in Divine Separation, three hundred and twelve Nascent Souls.

Both Body Integration Cultivators were stationed in the central area, waiting for their greatest enemy of this mission, the Grandmaster of Tianling Ridge guarding the Divine Capital, Zhuang Xuelin. Although according to the rank conversion, Primordial Spirits should be equivalent to Nascent Souls. However, as the spell system of Modern Cultivators continually advanced each year, the gap between cultivators of the same rank in Modern and Ancient Methods continued to widen. Now, to defeat a Primordial Spirit Cultivator, it was impossible with fewer than two or more Body Integration Cultivators.

That was the immense elevation known as the Primordial Spirit Heaven Barrier.

Of the thirty-one Divine Separation Cultivators, twelve had to remain in the Imperial Palace, setting up arrays to meet the Primordial Spirit Cultivators in battle. Fifteen others needed to guard various array points. Only three could really be stationed long-term.

Additionally, one was embarrassingly pinned down by a Golden Core Cultivator.

The remaining two cultivators, on the battlefield, were causing massive casualties among the present Modern Cultivators—this was just "theoretically supposed."

In reality, of these two Divine Separation Cultivators, one foolishly got trapped in an array, scrambling around the Divine Capital but finding no enemies. The other...

"Uh..."

Left only that pain-filled moan before death.

The Divine Capital Guardian, Zhuang Xuelin, with disgust, dropped the corpse of that Divine Separation Cultivator and prepared to head directly toward the location of a Body Integration Cultivator. He knew that fighting against Yi Xuansheng, he would have only a sixty percent chance of victory, which might even decrease with the Imperial Palace's grand array. However, he had a strong intuition about his capability.

But a voice stopped him, "Wait! Mr. Zhuang, the group of Ancient Method Cultivators and rebels have already set up the formation in the Imperial Palace, waiting for you to fall into the trap. If you don't want to die in vain, come listen to our plan."

Zhuang Xuelin looked at Liu Yi, puzzled, "You are..."

"Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is that I am also a Modern Cultivator, a Primordial Spirit Stage and that's undeniable. Moreover..." Liu Yi took out a special Immortal Registration Token and waved it in front of him, "Do you understand now?"

Zhuang Xuelin stiffened then looked confusedly towards Divine Capital, "There's such a large-scale Taiyu Magic in Divine Capital, isn't there another Primordial Spirit Cultivator here?"

Liu Yi was astonished, "That's impossible!" (To be continued. If you like this work, are welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast a recommendation vote or a monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)