Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Of course, Zhang Jing knew this very well.

Everything was done out of respect for him.

However... it is by deeds, not thoughts.

Moreover,

He couldn't stay in the Lower Realm for long, in the future his parents would still have to rely on the care given by the Dao Institute.

...

Outside, in the courtyard.

The numerous Dao Institute disciples who were chatting with each other were suddenly drawn to a faint sound of footsteps.

The next moment.

The air became instantly silent.

Everyone involuntarily rubbed their eyes, then stared in disbelief at a young figure standing next to the Academy Principal.

No one knew how much time had passed.

"Zhang... Senior Brother Zhang Jing?!"

Someone came back to their senses, yelling out unintentionally.

Shouts of surprise instantly brought the disciples of the Dao Institute back to reality.

In a flash.

Several scorching eyes turned to look at Zhang Jing.

"We pay our respects to Senior Brother Zhang Jing!"

The crowd called out together reverently.

The ringing, resonant voices soared into the sky and echoed throughout the vast city of Xingluo.

"Please, all disciples, there's no need to be so formal."

Zhang Jing's gentle voice sounded softly in everyone's ears.

At this moment.

Among the crowd,

Ji Bochang raised his head and looked at Zhang Jing with a very complicated gaze. There were elements of surprise, joy, and deep gratitude in his eyes.

He knew that without Brother Zhang's immense cultivation resources bestowed in the past, he would not be where he is today.

"I didn't expect Brother Zhang to have returned from the Upper Realm, my sister would surely regret not coming with me today."

He thought to himself.

As for going up to greet the other, Ji Bochang had no such intention.

Simply put,

The gap between them is too wide.

Even if he were to brazenly go up, it would only add to the awkwardness.

In a trance,

Ji Bochang met Zhang Jing's gentle gaze filled with a hint of a smile.

"Brother Zhang still remembers me!"

He felt another surge of excitement in his heart.

...

Time slowly passed by.

Many disciples moved towards the Dao Institute with excited expressions.

They came to pay respects to Mother Zhang.

But who would have thought,

Senior Brother Zhang Jing who was supposed to be far away in the Upper Realm suddenly returned, using Immortal techniques to rejuvenate Mother Zhang, who was facing her hour of death.

What's even more crucial,

Senior Brother Zhang Jing even imparted his knowledge for a full four hours to them.

Every single one of them received gains far beyond their imagination!

They couldn't wait to bring back this surprising news, and to see the expressions on the faces of those who hadn't come!

Meanwhile, at Zhang's Mansion.

As they were about to leave,

The Academy Principal and the Pavilion Masters looked at Zhang Jing with earnest eyes.

"Zhang Jing, You Yuanming and Nong Xingzhou are both already cultivating in the Upper Realm. If possible, we hope you could take some time to care for them. Especially Star State, they don't possess your terrifying talent, and the road of Immortal Way in the Upper Realm filled with monsters must be bumpy."

"Zhang Jing understands, please rest assured Academy Principal and Pavilion Masters."

Zhang Jing replied with a smile.

...

That night.

In the inner hall of Zhang's Mansion.

The lights were as bright as daylight.

With his aged face, Father Zhang sat beside Mother Zhang, who now looked as young as a girl, feeling completely out of place.

He tried multiple times to move to the side, only to be pulled back by Mother Zhang, who grabbed his arm forcefully.

Heaven have mercy.

In terms of strength, where could Father Zhang, stand a chance against the rejuvenated Mother Zhang.

Left with no choice,

He simply gave up resisting.

Opposite him,

Zhang Jing watched this amusing scene, a ray of immortal light flashing through his hand as the Lamb Fat White Jade Vase containing the Lifespan Spirit Liquid appeared again.

"Dad, go back to the bedroom, I also prepared the Lifespan Spirit Liquid for you."

As his voice fell,

Father Zhang, who had a troubled expression, suddenly tensed up.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes and looking at Zhang Jing in shock, "Jing'er, I have one too?"

Zhang Jing replied with a nod.

Upon hearing this,

Father Zhang's breathing became hasty.

He couldn't resist but turn his head.

He saw the young face of Mother Zhang next to him, and he couldn't help but desire the same thing for a moment.

However, the next moment,

As if he remembered something, Father Zhang repeatedly waved his hands, refusing,

"Jing'er, your father doesn't need it. Anyway, I have already enjoyed all there is to be enjoyed, and I have lived a fulfilling life! You must have it hard in the Upper Realm, better save these precious treasures for now."

Hearing these words.

Zhang Jing fell silent.

Of course, he understood the other party's concerns.

Who in the world doesn't desire to live longer? It's merely the compassion of parents across the world.

...

Time stealthily passed, the darkness of night already as thick as ink.

In the pitch-black yard.

"Brother."

A soft voice rang out.

Zhang Nianjing and Zhang Fan stopped in their tracks, their gaze puzzledly looking at Zhang Jing, who stood not far in front with his hands behind his back.

They didn't understand.

Why their brother would call them here in the middle of the night

After a moment of silence.

Zhang Jing spoke softly:

"My projection is about to disappear, so I'm taking the opportunity to give you a few instructions while there's still some time. After all, I don't know when the next time I'll be able to project to the Lower Realm will be."

As soon as his words ended.

Zhang Nianjing's eyes reddened, a deep sense of reluctance appearing on his face.

"Please enlighten us, Brother."

Zhang Fan said solemnly from the side.

"The two of you must take good care of our father and mother. If there's any trouble, look for the Academy Principal and the Pavilion Masters for help. Of course, I don't need to say this as you should already know."

"Also, in your cultivation, you must not be overly eager for quick results. Stability in your foundation is essential. In the future when you enter the Small Void of All Gods, you can go find Lord Ying of the Treasury of All Gods. Mention my name, and he will help with small matters."

"As for Tao Intent——"

As he spoke.

Zhang Jing extended one hand, and instantly two strands of mysterious Tao Intent slowly appeared.

Then.

Under his control, the Tao Intent direktly shot towards them and finally slowly merged into their foreheads, leaving behind a faint mark.

"This is the Tao Intent related to your legacy, remember to ponder upon it constantly, don't be neglectful. Try to comprehend it to a perfect state and transform it into the Gold Nature Foundation."

The moment he finished speaking.

Zhang Jing's figure slowly disappeared on the spot.

Shortly after.

Father Zhang and Mother Zhang, who had already regained their youth, hurried over.

"Where is your brother?" They asked anxiously.

"Father, Mother, Brother has returned to the Upper Realm."

Zhang Nianjing weakly replied.

The air suddenly became silent.

In the end.

"Ah~"

A sigh of helplessness disappeared in the endless night.

...

Within the palace at the center of Immortal Island Cave Heaven.

Zhang Jing quietly opened his eyes.

"Thankfully, I made it back in time! Now that the matters in the Lower Realm are over, it's time to prepare for the Jiaoyun Secret Realm in five years."

He thought to himself, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

Actually, there wasn't much to prepare for.

In fact.

With the pseudo Primordial Spirit light by his side.

No matter if it's the Foundation Establishment realm monster raised by the other top-tier legacy forces, or the geniuses from the All-Heavens Myriads Spirits Camp, Zhang Jing is confident enough to fight them.

And defeat them.

Now, his goal in heading to the Jiaoyun Secret Realm is twofold.

The first is to witness the various talented monsters.

The second is ... to secure the number one position in the Foundation Establishment stage within the Secret Realm and bag those billions of luck movements.

With this enormous amount of luck movement, he could complete his planned final step of accumulation and sublimation in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Thinking of this.

Zhang Jing suppressed his excited thoughts and closed his eyes again.

Various Tao intents started intertwining in his mind.

...

Time idly passed.

Upon the meditation cushion.

Zhang Jing slowly opened his eyes, only to meet Lu Thirty-Eight's gaze, which held a hint of craftiness.

"Thirty-Eight, what's this?"

He asked curiously.

"Hehe, Master, it seems like I'm about to break through to the Golden Core Realm."

Lu Thirty-Eight revealed a grin, saying excitedly.

Golden Core Realm?

Zhang Jing's eyes flickered for a moment.

His progress in cultivation was not far from his expectations.

With the bloodline legacy and the cultivation aid of Immortal Spirit Liquid from the Spiritual Spring, advancing from the Foundation Establishment to the Golden Core Realm in thirty years isn't considered fast.

The main reason is Lu Thirty-Eight's laziness in cultivation!

Seemingly realizing something.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but ask:

"By the way, how long have I been in seclusion?"

"Five years."

Lu Thirty-Eight counted with his hooves, then respectfully replied.

Upon hearing this.

An expectant smile immediately appeared on Zhang Jing's face.

Five years… the Jiaoyun Secret Realm is about to open!