Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Time quietly passed by.

One year!

Two years!

Five years!

...

On this day.

Inside the main peak of the dojo, the Qingjing Palace.

"Finally, the separation technique is about to be completed, it is quite complicated, no wonder the previous Master warned to be very careful when cultivating the split body."

A somewhat worn-out voice suddenly sounded.

Zhang Jing slowly opened his eyes, a trace of fatigue flashing in his eyes.

In front of him.

On a half-foot tall Nine Orifice Stone Embryo, thick vitality pervaded, and a faint aura of sacredness wrapped around it, as if hinting at its extraordinariness.

From time to time, dense yellow immortal lights dripped down from this stone embryo.

The moment the immortal light touched the ground.

The ground shook violently.

"The Wu Earth Xuanhuang Immortal Light! This guy has awakened such a great talent even before the refining success."

"It truly deserves the reputation of its innate spirit embryo."

Zhang Jing could not help but recall the introduction by his previous Master and a sense of expectation grew in his heart.

Even though this innate Nine Orifice Stone Embryo had already lost its divine nature after being taken from its world, it was born extraordinary, and it would definitely be a powerful split body.

Perhaps.

Its combat power may exceed his own.

But then again, both are him.

Suddenly.

A flash of realization crossed Zhang Jing's eyes, as if he remembered something.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

That's right!

He had intended, after finishing the preaching, to see if he could bring Lord Ying out of the Treasury of All Gods. However, he had been so busy refining the split body, he had forgotten about it.

After all, he once made a promise.

Also.

He should have the authority to do so now that he is a True Disciple.

Thinking of this.

Zhang Jing's gaze sweeps over the stone embryo in front of him.

The next moment.

A Primordial Chaos Dao Seal with a faint purple glow emerged from his brow.

The moment the Dao Seal appeared.

Zhang Jing felt his spirit connected to a vast world, illusionary, almost non-existent. Within it dwelled a grand consciousness, profound and lofty, divine and superior.

He had a thought.

Immediately, he relayed his intention to bring the Immortal Spirit of the Treasury of All Gods to that majestic consciousness.

Then.

Before Zhang Jing could react, a piece of information emerged in his mind.

Soon after.

Zhang Jing opened his eyes, a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Only three million luck movements are needed for the True Disciple, and after paying the luck movement, they can take it away freely? This direct?"

"Just a mere three million luck movements, it's not a big deal, but this type of life requires me to personally enter the Treasury of All Gods? Taiyi Pavilion?"

He understood at once.

So it turns out that Taiyi Pavilion also functions to connect the Immortal Realm.

No wonder the Tao Sect set up Taiyi Pavilions in every region of the Qingxiao Xuanming Heaven.

The next moment.

Zhang Jing's spirit communicated with the Immortal Realm again.

Instantly.

Hundreds of thousands of bright or dim light dots appeared in his perception.

His divine sense probed towards one of the bright spots and soon discovered that it was a world similar to the Treasury of All Gods he had entered before.

The familiar stairway to heaven, familiar Spirit God shadows.

The only difference.

Was that the environment of each Void and the distribution of Demon Spirits were different from his previous experiences.

At the moment.

This Treasury of All Gods was rather lively.

Hundreds of young figures were moving around, either challenging the stairway to heaven, hunting Demon Spirits or cultivating in seclusion, all sorts of things.

In the Treasury of All Gods, which concerns their immortal journey and the opportunity to enter the Upper Realm, no one dared to slack off.

In the end.

Zhang Jing's gaze gently fell on a red-robed girl standing proudly on the eleventh level.

"A Treasury of All Gods that opened in one place, it's really nostalgic. Tsk, the eleventh Void, amazing!"

He thought to himself.

A sense of nostalgia appeared on his face.

The scenes of him battling through the Treasury of All Gods still vivid in his memory, yet unknowingly, nearly fifty years had passed.

How quickly time flies!

Coming back to his senses.

"The No. 3321 Treasury of All Gods is obviously not the one opened by the Dragon Lake Dao Institute back then. I need to look more carefully."

Who knows how much time passed.

At some point.

Zhang Jing's eyes suddenly lit up.

Finally found it!

His thoughts instantly returned to reality.

After a little while.

"Master, you were looking for me?"

Han Sheng quietly appeared in front of Zhang Jing, bowing respectfully and asked.

"Han Sheng, can you run an errand for me? Head to the Taiyi Pavilion in Wanfengyuan and bring a white cloud immortal spirit called 'Lord Ying' who guards the Treasury of All Gods at Small Void of All Gods number 1385, to Ling Shu Mountain Dojo. I've already paid the luck movement fee; you just need to go directly."

"Once he arrives at the dojo, let Bing Lengleng settle him in. After that, he will be considered one of us in the dojo."

Zhang Jing instructed with a gentle voice.

"Han Sheng understands."

After saying that, Han Sheng's figure disappeared directly.

At the original spot.

Zhang Jing closed his eyes again.

His divine sense explored from within his body and directly entered the Nine Orifice Stone Embryo in front of him.

The embryo's life fluctuation became increasingly strong.

At some instant, it was like breaking through some barrier, a very thick and vast atmosphere began to grow rapidly.

...

...

Inside the Small Void of All Gods.

Whirl whirl——

The sound of hard pieces rubbing against each other endlessly echoed throughout the entire space, as if it would never stop.

In fact.

This sound rarely ever stopped at all.

Continuously ringing for fifty years!

Lord Ying stared riveted at the face he just pieced together, his huge eyes full of happy light.

"It's just a mere fifty years, and I've pieced together one face, it's so amazing!"

"There are five more."

He counted on his fingers, his face instantly showing an excited expression.

"That means I need five more fifty years, and then I can piece this thing together, haha, haha!"

For a moment.

The crisp and loud laughter drowned out the sound of 'pieces' rubbing against each other.

But in the next moment.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Sounds of door-knocking suddenly started.

"Can't you be quiet, you annoying idiot! I'm so annoyed! It's been fifty years, can't you be quiet for a bit, even if just for a few breaths? Is it going to kill you to let me have a good sleep?"

From the outside, Lord You was infuriated and yelled furiously.

The laughing from Lord Ying stopped abruptly.

...

...

I don't know how much time has passed.

Knock! Knock!

The gentle knocking sound suddenly started.

Upon hearing the sound.

Lord Ying immediately stopped what he was doing and cried out petulantly to the outside:

"I am already very quiet, what else do you want?"

However.

Instead of the anticipated cursing from Lord You, all he got in return was a quiet knock.

One right after the other.

"Lord You, is it possible that he can't stand this anymore, and is going to hit me? Zhang Jing said, barking dogs don't bite, biting dogs don't bark."

Lord Ying changed his face, and timidly murmured to himself.

The more he thought, the more possible it seemed.

Look, Lord You used to yell out, now he's all quiet.

Heh, he is not even speaking anymore.

He clearly wants to give a strong blow to him, Lord Ying!

Oh, it's so bad! He was just a little bit noisy, does he have to be like that?

"Not okay, Zhang Jing said, preemptive strike is the best, waiting will lead to disaster."

Gulp~

Lord Ying swallowed in an anthropomorphized manner, and carefully headed towards the door. Suddenly, there was a big wolftooth club in his hand that had been conjured out of nowhere.

Creak——

The moment the door opened.

"Ahh, Lord You, you are too bullying! I'm going to fight you!"

Lord Ying made a strange noise and swung his club directly.

He estimated the right height; his blow should hit the guy right in the face.

"Heh-heh!"

Thinking of Lord You with his face smashed, Lord Ying couldn't help but to laugh.

However.

With a 'ding' sound.

Lord Ying only felt as if his club had hit some unbreakable object, the combined force of the opposing shock, directly made the Wolftooth club fly out of his hand.

"Oh no, I missed the dog-biting Lord You!"

Lord Ying's smiling face instantly stiffened.