Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

The following day.

The Mana fluctuations causing turbulence in the room gradually calmed, eventually disappearing without a trace.

Thump!

Zhang Jing gently landed on the ground.

His Divine Sense gently swept over the Qingyun Immortal Seed.

Then it stopped on the sixth layer.

Above the golden cloud, a sun bathed in rosy light was faintly discernible. The hint of purple at its core became increasingly dense, as if about to coalesce into substance.

He carefully sensed it for a while.

"At this rate, it will probably take about three more months for the Mind's Golden Sun to condense a strand of Acquired Purple Qi. So, on average, it's about one percent per day?"

Expectation flickered in Zhang Jing's eyes.

He remembered that when he was bidding for the River of Time Gold Crystal, he inadvertently saw someone auctioning a strand of Acquired Purple Qi.

He paid special attention to it at that time.

Perhaps it was because the price of materials used for grasping the Dao was generally high.

The final auction price astonishingly reached 120 million units of luck movement.

The strand was approximately one hundred threads.

In other words...

Even if he did nothing, just stayed in Three Elements City every day, allowing the Mind's Golden Sun to collect sentient beings' thoughts to condense Acquired Purple Qi, he could gain nearly 12,000 units of luck movement daily.

It didn't seem like much.

But this was completely passive income.

Accumulated over the years, it would be a huge number.

Moreover.

Zhang Jing hadn't forgotten that the current range covered by the Mind's Golden Sun only just covered one block of Three Elements City.

With the improvement of his cultivation and the upgrade of the Qingyun Immortal Seed.

The coverage of the Mind's Golden Sun would greatly increase.

"If I could cover the entire Three Elements City, then every day at least one thread of Acquired Purple Qi could be condensed, which is nearly 1.2 million units of luck movement."

Zhang Jing smacked his lips.

Such a harvest was already quite terrifying.

For high-level cultivators of the Immortal Way, time was the least valuable thing.

A hundred and ten years was just time enough for a nap.

Of course.

If he wanted to reach this level.

Zhang Jing guessed that he would need to upgrade the Qingyun Dao element to the eighth-grade Immortal Seed, or to advance his own cultivation to another level.

Moreover—

His Mind moved.

[Taiyi Celestial Gods Original Realm]

Original Realm (1/36): First Layer (evolving)

Innate Divine Being: Immortal Qingyun (gestating)

"Three hundred years... It would be good if there was enough general experience."

Zhang Jing murmured to himself.

…

His thoughts returned to reality.

"Thirty-Eight, accompany this old man out for a while."

"Okay, old man."

Outside the room.

Lu Thirty-Eight, who had been waiting for a long time, instantly morphed into a huge white deer, whose clear call echoed in the courtyard.

Zhang Jing walked out of the room, his body lightly landing on its broad back.

In an instant.

Lu Thirty-Eight, carrying his master, turned into a streak of green light, shooting straight towards the sky.

Mid-air.

Zhang Jing unconsciously looked east, as if his substantial gaze pierced through all obstacles, staring straight at Lingshu Mountain thirty thousand miles away.

"A supreme spiritual land?"

A gentle voice with a faint smile quickly rose and then disappeared into the wind.

Disappearing with it were the figures of Zhang Jing and Lu Thirty-Eight.

…

Half an hour later.

The traveling light from Lu Thirty-Eight quietly landed on the peak of a small mountain hundreds of feet high.

On its back.

Zhang Jing slowly arose, his gaze unwittingly cast toward a sprawling cluster of mountain peaks a hundred miles away.

Admiration flashed in his eyes.

In his line of sight,

Thirty-six giant peaks were arranged strategically, some astonishingly steep and perilous, others vast and magnificent, with cascading waterfalls and winding rivers. There were spirit tigers leaping across streams, spirit monkeys climbing rocks , as countless birds unsheathed their wings within them, while various beasts lurked within their forests.

Under his celestial gaze,

The aura of the thirty-six divine peaks complimented each other, connecting to form an unknown Primordial Formation. It drew from the immeasurable Stellar Power above and drew from three vast and immeasurable earth veins below.

However,

This Primordial Formation, or perhaps this spiritually rich land, seemed to have not yet fully formed and emitted hints of imperfection.

Ostensibly,

Despite not being fully formed,

Under the envelopment of this unknown Primordial Formation,

The entire Lingshu Mountain area's aura was thoroughly concealed; unless uncovered through close inspection, not only common cultivators, but even those at the Dharma Phase Realm or Unity Realm Stage would find it difficult to discern its mystique.

"Lingshu Mountain~"

"What a Lingshu Mountain, what a fertile land for Immortal Spirits! Haha, Li Jiu and his son did not deceive me. It truly is a superior spiritual land, maybe even more."

Zhang Jing recalled information about the superior spiritual land in his mind.

Only to suddenly realize,

This Lingshu Mountain seemed to have surpassed its category.

"Given its ability to nurture a Primordial Formation, there must undoubtedly be Innate Divine Items within. Thirty-six heavenly stems exactly match the number of my thirty-six Original Realms. Could it be destined? Could this spiritual land of Lingshu Mountain be preordained to my fate?"

Zhang Jing's gaze flashed.

The more he thought about it, the more certain he became.

Animated by this realization, Zhang Jing prepared to move forward.

However, in the next moment,

Three lines of sight, as heavy as the Ancient Divine Mountains, suddenly fell upon Zhang Jing. At the same time, the echoes of three ancient voices, accompanied by a trace of iciness, reverberated in his ears almost simultaneously.

"Halt! This land belongs to our Three Elements City, take one more step, and we won't hesitate to kill you!"

"Halt! This land belongs to our Yushui Sect, take one more step, and we won't hesitate to kill you!"

"Halt! This land belongs to our Dragon Sky Sword Sect, take one more step, and we won't hesitate to kill you!"

Zhang Jing halted.

Only then did he remember,

That the cultivator, Li Xie, previously from the Cangyu Army of the Three Elements City, seemed to have warned him that the surrounding area of Lingshu Mountain was personally guarded by the Dharma Phase Realm elders of the three factions.

Not even a fly can get in without them knowing.

An unusual color flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Jing slowly raised his head.

Three huge Dharma Phase figures, hundreds of feet tall, suddenly came into view. One was a Taoist wrapped in a Sea Dragon with a sword in his hands; another was a strange fish covered in red scales and wide wings, baaing like a sheep; the last was a Golden Toad carrying a huge copper coin, its croaking resembling thunder.

"Interesting!"

Zhang Jing shook his head.

Then, with his gesture, Thirty-Eight slowly retreated, turned, and transformed into a bright light streaking towards the Three Elements City.

He did want to engage these three Dharma Phase Realm figures.

Even without him making a move, he had a way to take down these three.

But not now.

The spiritual land was at the pivotal moment of successful nurturing, if his reckless involvement disrupted the balance, thereby destroying the internal aura causing the nurturing to inefficaciously fall short, and become imperfect.

Such an outcome.

Zhang Jing could not accept.

Rather, it would be better to wait until the spiritual land was fully nurtured.

After all, a few years won't make a difference.

Moreover, this was Qingshaoyunming Heaven, right under the watch of his master and Taiyi Dao Body's Red Illumination Grand Brightness Cave Heaven.

What does he have to fear?

Can the spiritual land grow legs and run away?

"However—"

"If the conflict among these three damages the spiritual mechanism and ruins my future Dao field, what should I do? After all, they are three factions, and in the end, someone will be eliminated, what if someone acts out of desperation?"

Zhang Jing's gaze flashed, as he thought to himself.

He always considered the worst-case scenarios before making any decision.

Thinking of this,

"No, I must make preparations in advance."

Zhang Jing's heart tightened.

In his contemplation,

He seemingly thought of something, and a white jade decree quietly appeared in his hand.

"The Ice Crystal Immortal Spirit species given by Aunt Bai Chan. It is said that there are many powerful beings within them, now might be the time to utilize them. Originally, I was planning to summon them during the formation of the Dao field."