Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

"Thirty-Eight, how much River of Time Golden Sand did you bid for and at what price?" Zhang Jing asked curiously.

The question abruptly echoed.

Lu 38 quivered in surprise, then quickly realized it was his own master.

The next moment.

He tilted his huge head high, pride bubbling in his voice:

"Lord, I've gotten 1,233 grains of River of Time Golden Sand with an average price of ninety-one luck movement per grain."

"Good job, well done!"

Zhang Jing's eyes brightened slightly, he nodded satisfyingly in praise.

Despite Lu 38's lazy demeanour and seemingly uncaring attitude towards cultivation, it is incredibly committed when it involves spiritual plants and Immortal roots.

"How much luck movement is left?"

"Just over one hundred thousand."

As the words fell.

Zhang Jing immediately understood, and then instructed:

"Then you continue bidding for River of Universe Spirit Sand with this one hundred thousand luck movement. After five months, there will be an additional one million luck movement, of which you will use three hundred thousand to bid for the River of Time Golden Sand. The rest of the luck movement must not be touched. As for each grain of River of Time Golden Sand, adhere to the price requirement we previously set."

"By then, the Triple Sun Peach Tree should have sprouted seedlings, Thirty-Eight, remember to take good care of it."

"Rest assured, lord, I know."

Lu 38's expression instantly turned serious.

"Very good."

Having said that.

Zhang Jing walked straight into the palace, ready to retreat and comprehend the four legacies of Tao Intent in his hands.

...

Cultivation knows no time.

Unaware of the passage of time.

Thirty years have slowly passed.

Next to the spiritual spring in the center of Immortal Island.

The unchanging Lu 38 now has a small jade bucket in his mouth.

It scooped a bucket of Immortal Spirit Liquid from the spiritual spring and carefully watered a half-person tall Immortal plant.

In an instant.

The Immortal plant's branches and leaves spread out, swaying gently in the wind. It was enveloped in dense Immortal Spirit Qi and faintly radiated three-color light, looking incredibly extraordinary.

"Little peach, little peach, grow up quickly. The lord and I are waiting to eat peaches!"

While watering the Triple Sun Peach Tree with the spirit liquid, Lu 38 chattered to himself.

Seemingly imagining a wonderful scene.

He suddenly laughed out loud, a trickle of crystal clear saliva unknowingly dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Meanwhile.

Inside a palace that seemed to exude a sense of ancient and worn grandeur.

Zhang Jing sat with his eyes shut.

They say time is like a knife.

But after a whole thirty years, this blade of time seemed to have lost its edge, leaving not a single mark on his face.

Zhang Jing still looked like he was in his early twenties.

Even his demeanour hasn't changed in the slightest.

Not long afterward.

Zhang Jing slowly opened his eyes.

A rainbow of light flashed in his eyes.

The Five Elements, Four Symbols, Yin and Yang...

Various terrifying Tao Intents intertwined in his eyes, contrasting and colliding, constantly annihilating and growing stronger at the same time, like a never-ending circuit, emitting an extremely oppressive fluctuation.

Even the Immortal Spirit Qi flowing in the palace was stagnant at this moment.

A soft sigh echoed through the palace.

"Finally... all thirty-six basic Tao Intents have been perfected!"

A touch of nostalgia flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes.

The next moment.

With a move of his mind.

His consciousness instantly arrived at the Mud Pill Palace.

The Mysterious Jade Talisman, radiating a faint glow, was situated at the central region, filled with dozens of different Tao Intents.

The empty Primordial Dao Foundation quietly surrounded the Jade Talisman.

And in every corner of the outer perimeter.

It was filled to the brim with various Tao Intents.

Ferocious demonic birds, Flame God Crow, giant unicorns, King of A Hundred Mountains, Metamorphosis Spirit Bugs... All sorts of creatures, too numerous to count.

Zhang Jing's gaze swept over these Tao Intents, one by one.

Then, he looked directly at the blank Primordial Dao Foundation.

He could feel that there was a faint connection between these Dao Intents and Dao Foundation, and he had a sudden, urgent feeling, as if a young swallow wanted to return to its nest.

In that moment.

Zhang Jing felt inexplicably moved.

Should he... Melt these numerous Dao Intents into the Primordial Dao Foundation right now?

Being able to condense and nurture innate Primordial Divine Skills when stepping into the Golden Core Realm was already quite remarkable.

Even within the gigantic Taiyi Immortal Sect.

In the Foundation Establishment Realm, those who can get to where he is now are few and far between.

Why not...

However, in the next moment.

Seeming to have realized something.

Zhang Jing's mind suddenly became clear.

"This is the derivative world? Just gathering different Dao Intents and Dao Foundation creates a tendency for them to naturally seek to aggregate into one. I can't imagine what kind of existence could have created this path."

A gasp of surprise welled up in his heart.

...

After some time.

His thoughts returned to calm.

Zhang Jing looked again at the thirty-six Dao Intents, deep in thought.

"There are 36 Dao Intents which at first glance seem complex and chaotic, but in reality... there's a great mystery hidden within! They encompass Yin and Yang Universe, the Five Elements, and even earth, fire, wind, water, as well as the Four Spiritual Symbols! What would happen if these Dao Intents were fused according to these sequences?"

...

The Jade Talisman suddenly released brilliant light.

The Dao Intents began to merge orderly.

The principles and reasons of the Taoyin Sea Dragon Dao Intent began to pervade Zhang Jing's heart, and then appeared in the Mud Pill Palace, and directly tangled with the Golden Yang Red Crow Dao Intent.

With Yin and Yang as the basis.

Other Dao Intents began to slowly integrate into it.

...

After an unknown amount of time.

The original numerous Dao Intents disappeared, to be replaced by a dim spiritual light.

Zhang Jing couldn't help looking at the Jade Talisman.

[False Primordial Dao Light]

The moment he saw it clearly.

His eyes went blank.

What was this?

With the help of the Jade Talisman, he had managed to condense the Primordial Dao Light, which should have been brought out by the cultivation in the Golden Core Realm, ahead of time.

That's not right!

Zhang Jing suddenly noticed the large word 'False' at the back.

"Perhaps the real Primordial Dao Light is not only related to those thirty-six Dao Intents, but also to the Primordial Dao Foundation."

He pondered.

Otherwise, he might have actually condensed the Primordial Dao Light today.

As for the Jade Talisman being able to achieve this degree—

Zhang Jing wasn't surprised at all.

The Primitive Genesis indeed contains the terrifying laws of world creation, and the evolution of the Great Dao.

However, the Mysterious Jade Token also has the function of Dao evolution, and it's even stronger and more bizarre than the Primitive Genesis.

With this thought.

Him using the Jade Talisman to transform thirty-six Dao Intents into a false version of Primordial Dao Light was totally reasonable.

His thoughts returned to reality.

Zhang Jing suddenly opened his eyes, a look of excitement and anticipation flashing across his face.

The next moment.

With a wave of his hand.

A grey and vague Immortal Light instantly appeared, and following Zhang Jing's thoughts, it swept forward.

In an instant.

Wherever the Immortal Light passed, it left behind a subtle crack in the void.

The crack was profound and dark, revealing a terrifying aura that could swallow all things.

And on the edge of the black crack, weak elements of earth, fire, wind, and water emerged, firmly preventing space from healing.