Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Time carried on gently.

In the blink of an eye, two months had passed.

On this particular day.

In the main palace at the heart of Cave Heaven Immortal Island.

Zhang Jing suddenly opened his eyes.

With a quick flicker of his mind.

Within the Mud Pill Palace, the skill information related to the twenty-four heavens on the Mysterious Jade Talisman was instantly reflected in his mind.

[Twenty-Four Heavens· Level 6 (4,290,000/64,000,000)]

Signs of joy subtly emerged.

Without a doubt.

After two months of intensive cultivation, the experience points for his Twenty-Four Heavens skill suddenly increased by thirty thousand points.

In total, this was a significant increase of one thousand points per day.

This, compared to his previous gain of seventy points, was a profound difference.

You should know that the techniques Zhang Jing had been cultivating were top-notch Immortal Way divine skills, far removed from the substandard legacy skills he had been exposed to in the Lower Realm.

The difference in cultivation difficulty between the two was insurmountable!

And the reason behind this surge—

"The continual operation of the Void Furnace and the Chaotic Origin Immortal Nucleus within the illusory shadow of the Nine-Tiered Heaven World generates an overwhelming amount of Immortal Spirit Mechanisms every second, leaving me with no concern for the depletion of mana."

"Thus, I can maintain the Qingyun Immortal Species for extended periods."

"The speed at which I acquire skill experience naturally advances rapidly."

Zhang Jing's eyes flashed at the thought.

This was an unexpected delight.

At the start of his cultivation, he had never imagined the Twenty-Four Heavens could produce such marvelous results.

Furthermore.

A faint sense of disappointment washed over Zhang Jing's face.

"It's a pity that there's no way to supplement the consumption of mental energy. Otherwise, I could permanently infuse the Qingyun Immortal Species into my body, which would boost the rate of skill experience acquisition."

Such greedy thoughts crossed his mind.

However...

Zhang Jing had a faint feeling.

The actual power of this Immortal Seed had yet been unleashed, primarily because his current cultivation was only at the Foundation Establishment realm.

After all, Immortal Seeds correspond to top-tier divine techniques.

And the true power of divine techniques can only be unleashed by cultivators who have reached at least the Golden Core realm.

It wasn't a title for nothing—Golden Core Divine Technique Realm.

Sigh—

As he mulls over this.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.

A gleam of determination flashed across his eyes.

"Golden Core Divine Technique Realm—it's almost within my grasp!"

A short moment later.

Zhang Jing summoned Lu Thirty-Eight once again.

"How are the three Immortal Root seeds coming along?" He asked with a smile, his voice laced with anticipation.

Zhang Jing understood.

Though he had acquired a lot of luck movement from the Jiaoyun Realm, they were like rootless duckweed, impermanent in their nature.

Moreover, wasting time in various secret realms.

Was not what he desired.

Instead, the ability of Lu Thirty-Eight to cultivate Immortal Root plants could potentially be his key method for acquiring future luck movements.

With thousands, or tens of thousands, of Immortal Root plants in hand.

Their output would certainly reach astronomical figures, far surpassing the billions of luck movement he currently possessed.

The crucial point being... the yields would be continual!

On the other side.

Lu Thirty-Eight grinned and spoke reverently,

"I was about to report to master."

"Three days ago, the Immortal Roots Biluo Fruit, Gengjin Dragon-Engraved Bamboo, and Longevity Pine all sprouted new shoots, growing remarkably. I reckon that in just five hundred years, the Biluo Fruit tree will mature and bear fruit, while the Gengjin Dragon-Engraved Bamboo can be harvested every two hundred years."

"It's just that the Longevity Pine might take a bit longer to grow. It would take at least two thousand years to bear fruit."

Listening quietly.

"You've worked hard." said Zhang Jing, smiling and nodding.

He wasn't surprised.

After all, they were Immortal Roots, and one shouldn't expect them to mature as quickly as the mortal herbs and trees in the Lower Realm within just a few years or a few decades.

Even more so.

The timing Lu Thirty-Eight had just mentioned was even faster than what Zhang Jing had anticipated.

Quite clearly.

This must be due to the effect of the natural regenerative ability of his bloodline's divine skill.

Pondering for a moment.

Zhang Jing asked again,

"What about the earlier Three-Light Pan Peach tree and the Seven-Treasure Gourd Vine?"

"Master," Lu 38 paused before saying frankly, "The Seven-Treasure Gourd Vine is growing extremely well, but it will still take hundreds of years before it can bear gourds, and the maturation of those gourds will take an incredibly long time."

"All in all, I estimate it won't be shorter than the growth of the Longevity Pine."

"As for the Three-Light Pan Peach Tree, it can bear fruit in less than two hundred years."

Having said that,

Lu 38 eagerly looked at Zhang Jing, cautiously saying,

"Master, could you, perhaps, buy some of the previous River of Time Golden Sand? With those treasures, I could speed up the growth of these immortal roots by dozens of times."

"Ha ha, how much do you want?"

Zhang Jing looked at Lu 38, asking confidently.

Although his luck was currently in short supply,

That was only relative to buying River of Time Gold Crystals.

As for River of Time Golden Sand, spending ten or twenty million luck to buy a small amount was not much of a burden.

Upon hearing the laughter,

Lu 38 also relaxed, the unease on his face gradually disappearing.

"Master, we don't need too much, just buy fifty thousand, no, thirty thousand... twenty thousand will do."

He watched his master's expression as he tested the waters.

"Two hundred thousand!"

Zhang Jing said calmly,

"Let's start with two hundred thousand grains of River of Time Golden Sand for now, we can discuss the rest later."

"Two hundred thousand!!!"

Lu 38 exclaimed in surprise.

His mouth hung open, unconsciously swallowing, his eyes staring in disbelief.

Two hundred thousand grains... my god, is this a dream?

Since when has the master become so generous?

At this moment.

"What, you don't want them?" A teasing voice rang in his ear.

Lu 38 trembled all over,

"I do, I do, I do! Master, I want them!"

...

Time passed slowly.

"Ha ha, Junior Brother Zhang Jing, your elder brother is here to visit. Why aren't you here to meet me?"

A grand, coarse voice tinged with a touch of arrogance suddenly echoed above the Immortal Island.

The voice penetrated into the cultivation room,

Rudely interrupting Zhang Jing's cultivation.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but frown, a hint of displeasure flashing across his face.

Such a rude fellow!

"The voice sounds familiar, someone from the Heavenly Realm Lineage? What do they want from me?"

Accompanied by an emotionless voice echoing in the cultivation room,

Zhang Jing's figure suddenly disappeared.

...

Outside the Immortal Island.

His calm gaze slowly swept over the thousand-foot-tall giant clad in animal skin, radiating a strong aura of savagery.

"So it's Senior Brother Qiang Fang, what brings you here?"

Zhang Jing spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Enclosed by an imposing force as vast as the ocean,

Zhang Jing, only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, seemed like a small boat in an endless storm, giving the sense of being on the verge of capsizing at any moment.

Yet, there was not a trace of fear on his face.

Because this place was Grand Brightness Cave Heaven.

"Ha ha," the giant laughed from across, "Junior Brother, don't be nervous. I came here this time to send an invitation. I hope you will grace the welcoming banquet for immortals in six months with your presence!"

While speaking,

An immortal light appeared in his hand, spanning thousands of feet in an instant to stop in front of Zhang Jing, transforming into a delicate golden invitation.

Gently receiving the invitation,

Zhang Jing looked up,

But found that the figure of the thousand-foot giant had already disappeared.

"Tsk, Yuanli Gold, Spirit God Jade... Those from the Heavenly Realm Lineage are really ostentatious. These things should fetch a good amount of luck, right?"

His fingertip gently caressed the invitation,

Zhang Jing thought with great interest.

Just about to turn back and leave.

But the next moment.

A bronze divine light suddenly appeared, stopping right in front of him, transforming into a familiar figure.

"Junior Brother, be ready. I'll take you to the Tao Sect ancestral ground on Yuhua Mountain in a little while."

The voice of Feng Wuyu gently resounded by his ear.

Zhang Jing was suddenly taken aback,

The Tao Sect ancestral ground on Yuhua Mountain?