Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

The pitch black expanses of the void. A rift slowly came into view within the dumbfounded eyes of Zhang Jing.

He anxiously swallowed.

This is just a pretend version of the Primordial Immortal Light. Its power... is it not a little exaggerated?

You must know that this place is the Cave Heaven opened up by my teacher—

Wait a minute!

Until this moment.

Zhang Jing finally realized, what exactly was he doing.

A guilty smile then suddenly appeared on his face.

His mind moved.

The murky false Primordial Immortal Light immediately dissipated into thirty-six Dao Intents, and the faint trace of earth, fire, wind, and water that was keeping the void from healing, also began to fade away.

...

Deep within the Cave Heaven.

Within the Bronze Palace suppressing a part of void.

Two figures sat facing each other. In this moment, they coincidentally looked at each other with unbelievable eyes.

"That is—"

"The Primordial Immortal Light that has yet to fuse with the Primordial Dao intent, no, no... It's not at all. That thing is not the Primordial Immortal Light at all. It's simply the 'Immortal Light' that the little guy forcibly put together using thirty-six Dao intents."

"His understanding and control of the Dao intent has reached such a level!"

The Bird-faced Dao figure spoke somewhat incoherently.

"It's not a Divine Skill, but it's better than a Divine Skill. This power, it could even be stronger than some regular Divine Skills. If a regular Golden Core realm were to be swept by this Immortal Light, I'm afraid it will perish directly."

Opposite the Bird-faced Dao figure.

The Vine Dao figure remained silent for a while and then started laughing heartily.

"Good, good! Hahaha, it seems that little Zhang Jing's talent in the derivative world of Primitive Genesis is even more superior than Taoist Master Yuan Chen. When he returns from the Jiaoyun Realm, the main body should also return. At that time, we can officially hold the master-apprentice ceremony, what does the Dao brother think?"

"Very good!"

The bird-faced Dao figure agreed.

Immediately, he seemed to realize something and laughed:

"Oh, remind the little guy to go to the Primordial Secret Realm once. This Dharma door should be compiled into a volume, and the Dao Hidden Realm should have some loss of the luck movement. Moreover, for every disciple who practices this Dharma door in the future, they have to contribute a portion of luck movement to him."

Unexpectedly.

As soon as the words fell.

The Vine Dao figure asked with a strange tone:

"The prerequisite for practicing this Dharma door is to master thirty-six perfect Dao intents... How many disciples in the Taiyi Sect from the Foundation Establishment to the Golden Core Realm can do it?"

"This..."

The smile on the bird-faced Dao figure's face suddenly froze.

...

Time slowly passed.

Inside an ancient palace at the center of the Immortal Island.

Zhang Jing, who was meditating and adjusting his breath, suddenly opened his eyes.

There was an inexplicable sense of palpitation in his eyes.

For some reason.

Today, he always felt a little restless, as if he was about to lose something.

This feeling seems to come from deep within his bloodline.

Seeming to think of something.

A complex expression suddenly appeared on Zhang Jing's face.

His gaze was downcast, seeming to see through layers of void and heavenly realms, through layers of wind, thunder and fire, looking at the lower realm's Juntian Domain.

Looking at Nanli!

"That's right, the whole thirty years of closed-door cultivation passed by without knowing it. The flow of time in the entire Mysterious Yellow World is the same everywhere, except for some special Secret Realms, which means—Is it Dad or Mom?"

Zhang Jing couldn't help but sigh.

Stretched out his hand.

A small jade bottle appeared in his palm, inside were exactly twenty-seven drops of Lifespan Spirit Liquid.

"I hope it will be useful to them."

Zhang Jing thought hopefully.

Before long.

"Thirty-Eight, the master will be going out for a while, leaving you to manage the Immortal Island."

The grand voice immediately reached the ears of Lu 38, who was not far outside.

Without waiting for a response.

The Primordial Chaos Dao Seal slowly emerged from Zhang Jing's forehead, instantly connecting with the vast and mighty Liuguang Immortal World.

There was a flash before his eyes.

A row of small characters gradually appeared in his sight as his mind moved.

[Zhang Jing (Registered Disciple of Chi Ming Grand Brightness Cave Heaven): 6,740,000 Luck Movement]

"Fortunately, in the thirty years of retreat, besides buying Dao intents for comprehension, I didn't buy anything else, otherwise I'm afraid I wouldn't even have enough Luck Movement to project to the lower realm this time."

Zhang Jing thought thankfully.

Then, he connected with the Liuguang Immortal World again.

"Transport to the Nine Heavens Immortal Gate!"

...

Lower Realm.

Juntian Domain, Nanli Country.

Approximately two hundred miles away from Dragon Lake Dao Institute, there is a majestic city that stretches for eighty miles, called Xingluo City.

Almost all the dignitaries and prominent families of Nanli gather in the city.

The Imperial Family to government households, and even the major cultivation families, all have properties in Xingluo City.

Vermilion gates and grand residences, elegant tiles and bricks, smoke rising under the morning light, endless prosperity.

In the early morning.

It should have been the busiest time.

However, today's Xingluo City was unusually quiet.

An atmosphere of solemnity silently spread.

In the distance.

One colorful light after another traversed the horizon before hastily descending into a mansion in the heart of Xingluo City that covered a hundred acres.

Inside a certain inn in the city.

A man in white robes was looking blankly at the successive colorful lights through the window, not even noticing the spilled tea in his hand.

Across from him.

A striking woman in a red skirt joyfully said:

"Senior Brother, those streaks of light are very beautiful."

As these words were spoken.

The man suddenly came back to his senses, quickly covered the woman's mouth, and said anxiously:

"Junior Sister, those are immortals. You can't talk nonsense. If we run into an Immortal with a bad mood, we're done for."