Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

"The luck movement reward for the hundredth place is zero?"

The moment the words of the Secret Realm's spirit fell, Zhang Jing's gaze suddenly grew intense.

Ever since he joined the Jiaoyun Realm.

This was the first time he had heard of a reward being zero.

Wait!

As if he suddenly realized something.

A spark of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.

There are only one hundred people participating in the final ranking battle.

This means that there are only ninety-nine ranking battles in total, even if this man named Qi Yunteng forfeited all of them and did not participate in any, his ranking would still remain the same as it is now.

Looking at it this way.

It seems to make some sense.

Moreover…

Zhang Jing subconsciously did some calculations.

Having come this far in the current final round, excluding various Jiaoyun marks or true meanings, just the luck movement rewards from the previous rounds alone have already reached astronomical figures.

Twenty million from the first round, one hundred million from the second round, plus nine hundred million from the third round of luck rewards.

Zhang Jing's eyes flickered slightly.

"Didn't realize until I calculated...I'm currently holding over one billion and twenty million luck movements?!"

He quietly exclaimed.

If he didn't remember wrongly.

The twenty-four All Heavens Divine Skill legacies he was interested in before cost only nine hundred and ninety million luck movements.

Which means.

Even without the luck movement reward for this ranking first place.

Zhang Jing's current luck movement is already enough to purchase the legacy of the twenty-four All Heavens Divine Skills when he goes back.

Thinking of this.

He couldn't help but feel an additional sense of gratitude towards Senior Brother Xuan Yan, who had previously informed him about the details of the Jiaoyun Realm.

This trip.

He made a real fortune.

On the other side.

The booming voice of the Secret Realm's spirit continued.

"Seventy-first place, Li Ying!"

"Ranking reward——one billion, one hundred and seventy-one million luck movements!"

...

Time passed bit by bit.

"Forty-third place, Duan Lingshan!"

"Reward for this round's ranking—twenty-three billion luck movements!"

As the voice fell.

Zhang Jing saw a woman jumping excitedly on the platform not far away.

A smile flashed in his eyes.

This woman left a deep impression on Zhang Jing.

She was his first opponent in this round and one of the few non-Human Race disciples of the seven Immortal Ways during the ranking battles.

His gaze shifted away from her.

A contemplative look flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes once again.

Listening until now.

He seemed to have vaguely understood some of the rules of luck distribution by the Secret Realm's spirit.

In general.

This time, the luck award, there is a huge gap between the top one hundred and those behind.

It's a difference of more than ten times!

And this gap.

Also appears in the top ten thousand and the first round of over one hundred thousand.

But in the top one hundred.

It is not as Zhang Jing had guessed before, where the first place occupies most of the rewards.

Between adjacent ranks.

The difference in rewards is extremely small.

"It looks like, the spirit of the Secret Realm tends to distribute luck evenly."

Zhang Jing thought secretly to himself.

His eyes were not stirred.

He roughly guessed the luck reward for his first place in this ranking.

And all the luck movements combined, are already much more than the 'one-thousandth of the total luck reward' mentioned by Senior Brother Xuan Yuan before.

Zhang Jing didn't know why such a change had occurred.

He also did not wish to delve into the reasons.

More luck movement is always good.

...

"Twenty-seventh place, Liu Weng!"

"Ranking reward—Twenty-nine billion, four hundred and ninety million luck movements!"

Boom——

A huge commotion erupted again from the grandstands.

Suddenly.

Countless eyes of envy and jealousy fell on the cultivators in the Secret Realm, either standing on the platforms or on Renjie Island below.

Each of them had a red gleam in their eyes, heaving and panting non-stop.

They looked as if they wished they could replace their places.

When did the luck movement gained become measured in billions?!

You should know.

Many of them had to agonize over the hundreds of luck movements it cost to enter the Secret Realm to observe.

Yet, as cultivators in the same Foundation Establishment Realm.

The cultivators participating in the Secret Realm... their rewards this time were in the hundreds of billions or tens of billions of luck movements.

The gap between them, how huge it is!

"Such terrifying luck movements of tens of billions, oh my God! The resources it can buy are enough to cultivate to immortality. If only I could get a share."

Someone sighed.

Little did he expect, the next moment he was rebutted by someone beside him:

"Why should they share with you?"

"Yes, don't forget, the one hundred people in the Secret Realm right now, they are all the ones left after brutal eliminations from over thirty-eight million cultivators."

"They deserve to obtain so much luck movement."

"No wonder the spirit of the Secret Realm named this island as Renjie Island."

Someone sighed deeply.

There was a hint of envy and admiration in his voice.

"If the ones staying on this island to the end aren't elites, then what are they?"

...

Middle space.

You Yuanming's expression had already changed from the initial shock to the present numbness.

"This time's Foundation Establishment Realm first place is actually Zhang Jing?! He has clearly only been cultivating in the upper realm for over thirty years."

Every time he thought about this.

He felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

In addition to the tens of billions of astronomical luck movements he's gotten this time.

And one innate divine ability.

You Yuanming can imagine.

The gap between himself and this junior from the past, will further rapidly widen, until he can no longer see the other's back.

He let out a breath.

"How can a common family produce such a monstrous talent? Could it be like the Pavilion Master's guess that he is the reincarnation of an Upper Realm Mighty One?"

You Yuanming was utterly baffled.

But at that moment.

"Oh right, junior brother."

His senior brother next to him suddenly turned his head and asked curiously:

"We both have been in Jiaoyun Immortal City for over three months, why haven't I seen you go meet that acquaintance of yours from the Lower Realm?"

He paused.

And then continued:

"Ah, junior brother, you don't have to worry about graduating from the senior brother, if you want to meet, just go."

"Our Boundless Tai Yi Daoist Gate is so vast and expansive, missing this chance, it won't be easy to meet and reminisce in the future."

As soon as these words were out.

An awkward expression appeared on You Yuanming's face.

Thinking it over and over.

He ultimately decided to tell the truth.

"Junior Brother Zhang Jing, I'm truly sorry, but I have to borrow your name. Perhaps this way, my path of immortality will be somewhat easier in the future."

You Yuanming thought apologetically in his heart.

Before coming to the Taiyi Sect.

He thought that he, who had forged a Gold Nature Foundation, would absolutely be a talent even if he went to the Upper Realm.

But then when he truly came to the Upper Realm.

He only then learned.

Forging a Gold Nature Foundation does indeed make one a talent, but there simply happens to be a large number of such talents.

A Gold Nature Foundation is just the beginning.

Or rather, a good starting point.

But he still has a long way to go in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Don't mention the hundred people in this secret realm right now.

Even among the previous ten thousand people.

Although they were all in the Foundation Establishment Realm, just about any one of them could crush him as easily as they would an ant.

This is the gap!

When he regained his senses.

A hint of pride unwillingly appeared on You Yuanming's face, as he looked towards his nearby senior brother:

"I don't dare to hide anything from Brother."

"The acquaintance I mentioned earlier is indeed Zhang Jing. We both come from the same Dao Institute in the Lower Realm."

As his voice fell.

The gaze of his senior brother suddenly became stagnant.

It took him a while for him to recover.

Finally, he kind of hesitantly turned his head, pointing at the scene in the secret realm, staring at You Yuanming with a look of astonishment:

"Wait, you mean... the one who is ranked first in the secret realm?"

Facing the other's startled gaze.

You Yuanming simply nodded.

"You two actually come from the same Dao Institute from the Lower Realm?"

You Yuanming nodded again.

No way!

It seemed as if his Brother suddenly realized something.

He took a sudden gasp, his gaze becoming bit dull:

"So that means, he arrived at our Boundless Tai Yi Taoist Gate about the same time as you. He has only been cultivating for over thirty years?"

"Exactly. He is very young himself, he is not yet sixty."

You Yuanming sincerely responded.

Upon hearing this.

The elder Brother's breath hitched, looking at him painfully, he exclaimed:

"Only sixty years old!!! Not even that!!!"

"A monster of this caliber actually emerged from our Nine Domains lineage in the Lower Realm!"

...

At the arena.

Zhang Jing stood silently at the original spot.

All he heard around him was the voice of the Spirit of the Secret Realm announcing the rewards.

As time slowly passed.

The voice of the Spirit of the Secret Realm grew more full of passion.

"Second place, Chang Jin!"

"Ranking reward-Forty billion luck movement!"

The moment his voice fell.

Including these few beings from All-Heavens Myriads Spirits Camp.

All eyes in the secret realm unanimously moved between the golden sun in heaven and Zhang Jing at the arena, looking back and forth.

The envy in their eyes had already taken a solid form.

At the original spot.

Zhang Jing looked as if he hadn't noticed all the gazes on him at all, merely looking calmly at the Spirit of the Secret Realm in the sky.

The next moment.

"First place, Zhang Jing!"

"Ranking reward——forty billion luck movement!"

"Additional reward, Innate Divine Ability, Jiaoyang Qingyun."

The Spirit of the Secret Realm looked appreciatively at Zhang Jing.

"Congratulations, Zhang Jing! This first place is well deserved. Even looking at the past top Foundation Establishment, you are worthy of being in the top ten."

"Thank you."

Zhang Jing responded with a smile.

Having said that.

The Spirit of the Secret Realm pulled back its gaze and immediately explained:

"The remaining four hundred billion luck movement will coagulate into various Jiaoyang imprints, Jiaoyang decree, Jiaoyang true intent and Jiaoyang Qingyun divine skill."

However, right now.

In the Secret Realm.

No one was paying attention to what the Spirit of the Secret Realm was saying.

All eyes were focused on the golden sun slowly descending from the sky.

Before long.

Zhang Jing was enveloped by a burst of intense golden radiance.

"It's here!"

His eyes flickered slightly.

Inside the Sea of Consciousness.

The Dao Yuan Qingyun Dharma Seed, which had been waiting for a long time, seemed to sense something and began to tremble slightly.

Five-colored divine light was flickering continuously on it.

At one moment.

A warm feeling suddenly came from between his eyebrows.

Following that.

Visionary golden light emerged, illuminating the entire Sea of Consciousness in an instant.

A golden sun was slowly descending, as if it was going to sink into the Sea of Consciousness.

But at that moment.

Buzz!

The Dao Yuan Qingyun Dharma Seed, filled with five-colored divine light, flashed suddenly, directly moving beside the golden sun.

Then without any hesitation.

It collided right into it.

Boom--

The Sea of Consciousness was immediately stirred up with waves.

But in the next instant.

Inside the Mud Pill Palace.

On the Mysterious Jade Token, a mysterious brilliance flashed.

An indescribable profound atmosphere spread out.

The disturbance in the Sea of Consciousness was instantly quelled.

The five-colored divine light interlaced with the golden brilliance, and the Dao Yuan Qingyun Dharma Seed began to merge with the golden sun.

Streams of nimble and profound immortal light began to emerge.

God knows how long had passed.

The golden sun in the Sea of Consciousness disappeared quietly.

The Dao Yuan Qingyun Dharma Seed that had been there before, or rather, the Dao Yuan Qingyun Immortal Seed, had already returned next to the jade token.

Zhang Jing's Mind then shifted into the Mud Pill Palace.

Afterwards.

His consciousness suddenly jammed.

He saw that after integrating with the Divine Skill Jiaoyang Qingyun and upgrading into an Immortal Seed, the Dao Yuan Qingyun had greatly changed in appearance.

The Dao patterns were intertwining into a six-layered Qingyun with a profound aura.

It looked like a fairy terrace Ling Pavilion.

In it, six colors of immortal light were constantly flowing, and within it faintly resonated the grand Dao sound, as if narrating various mysterious principles.

In the middle, a slightly faded illusory divine eye, which seemed to be able to perceive the mystery of all heavens and underworld with a single thought, could bring down the endless killing and cutting gaze.

A piece of information suddenly appeared.

After a long time.

There was a hint of shock in Zhang Jing's heart.

"Gathering, Red God, Dao Guiding, Original, Mixed Producing - five kinds of Immortal light with immeasurable energy, and Heart Thought Jiaoyang, Connecting Heavenly Immortal Pupil... is this the horror of Immortal Seed?"

Upon regaining consciousness.

He involuntarily looked at the Jade Token.

The original [Extreme Stage Dharma Seed: Dao Yuan Qingyun] had abruptly disappeared.