Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

"Nephew, well played. It seems your uncle was bewitched and lost his senses. I am here to apologize to my nephew and hope you won't take offense."

A sense of life and death peril settled upon his heart.

Imperial Earth Immortal Dong Ming immediately withdrew his hand, and the immense aura that was emanating from him started to retract rapidly.

A harmless smile slowly crept across his face.

Seeing that Zhang Jing did not react at all.

"Nephew, since you've already used your Dao fruit, then your uncle will... not disturb you further." Imperial Earth Immortal Dong Ming smiled awkwardly, inching backward step by step.

His footsteps were exceptionally light.

But at that moment.

"Senior Uncle Dong Ming, won't you say a little more?" Zhang Jing looked towards the other with indifferent eyes, word by word, a dangerous glint faintly flashed within his dark pupils.

As these words rang out.

Boom, boom—

The black and white celestial lights that filled every corner began to surge violently, directly erasing all color from the entire world, presenting a chilling sight.

"What do you mean by this, nephew?" Imperial Earth Immortal Dong Ming halted his steps, a smile full of regret instantly surfaced on his face, as he asked tentatively.

He wasn't afraid of death.

After all, within the scope of the Radiant Immortal Realm, unless his nephew had lost his mind, he wouldn't risk his future to forcefully kill him.

However, although the other party could not kill him, relying on the Heavenly Immortal Formation and the resurgent postnatal Spiritual Treasure, it was highly likely he could be seriously injured.

Imperial Earth Immortal Dong Ming did not dare to take that gamble!

Besides, he was the one who had intruded into the opponent's dojo, and in this matter, he would be in the wrong wherever it was taken.

"The Divine Skills Senior Uncle just used were indeed impressively powerful," Zhang Jing said with a faint smile, his gaze unintentionally sweeping across the badly damaged walls of the great hall and finally landing squarely on his 'tranquil' Senior Uncle not far away.

He continued to speak:

"How about this, if Senior Uncle compensates me for the damages of Qingjing Palace, then as your nephew, I will act as if nothing happened just now."

Upon hearing these words.

Imperial Earth Immortal Dong Ming's face brightened with joy, and he immediately agreed with a refreshing and hearty assent.

"Fair enough, fair enough, it's just a palace after all, it won't cost much, nephew, just say the word."

Having said this.

He couldn't help but think to himself, "Tsk, the nephew is still young after all, too simple-minded. He's actually only asking for compensation for the loss of the palace."

Just when Imperial Earth Immortal Dong Ming was secretly pleased with himself.

"Senior Uncle is generous indeed, it's truly not much, just three high-grade congenital divine items will suffice."

Zhang Jing's voice rose again, instantly freezing the expression on his face.

"Wait, nephew, you said three... three congenital divine items, high-grade ones at that? Your palace at most is worth a million luck movement, so why are you opening your mouth like a lion? Do you have no conscience?"

Imperial Earth Immortal Dong Ming's eyes widened in shock as he stared steadfastly at Zhang Jing, as if searching for some clue in his calm demeanor.

But the result made him feel a chill in his heart.

The kid was actually serious!

Damn it, he celebrated too soon. Although the nephew looked young, his mind was darker than those crafty old monsters!

Three high-grade congenital divine items—how could he dare to ask for that?

Imperial Earth Immortal Dong Ming's chest heaved, his eyes seeming to be ignited with rage.

"Hmm? Does Senior Uncle have a different opinion?" Zhang Jing spoke indifferently.

That sentence, like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguished the fire in Imperial Earth Immortal Dong Ming's eyes. A chill went through his heart, and he quickly realized that he was not in a position to argue.

"No problem, it's just that, nephew, I honestly can't produce three high-grade congenital divine items, could we perhaps reduce the number?"

Imperial Earth Immortal Dong Ming forced a smile that was uglier than crying onto his face and then spoke in an embarrassed tone.

Before this moment.

He could never imagine that one day he would stoop so low before a Golden Core Realm cultivator, and his heart was filled with unspeakable bitterness and anger.

...

...

Time slowly passed.

As Imperial Earth Immortal Dong Ming took his leave, the Yin and Yang Two Yi Microparticle Array gradually faded away, and the Heavenly Three Jade Treasures Ruyi also dissipated all its celestial light, gently landing in Zhang Jing's hand, and in an instant, vanished from sight.

"Finally sent him off! And to think, that guy actually possessed high-grade congenital divine items. With this, I can set to work on evolving the second layer of my Original Realm!"

Zhang Jing glanced at the clump of Huangquan divine metal in his hand, radiating dense netherworld power, his face instantly flashed with irrepressible joy.

This was truly an unexpected surprise!

After all, the Qingyun Realm had just been born, and it was not very large.

The revival of the Heavenly Three Jade Treasures Ruyi had already depleted the world power within it.

That is to say, Zhang Jing did not have the capacity to continue to command the Heavenly Three Jade Treasures Ruyi to attack.

Of course, he had only intended to frighten the other party to begin with and had not actually wanted to make a move.

Imperial Earth Immortal Dong Ming was, after all, the master of a blessed land within the Tao Sect; if Zhang Jing recklessly killed him, the consequences could not be covered up.

If it were discovered, even as True Monarch Yuanming's direct disciple, he would face extremely severe punishment.

Between his path and momentary pleasure, which was more important, Zhang Jing was very clear in his heart.

At this moment.

In a corner of the great hall.

The expressions on the faces of the three people were all different.

"The great ancestor Dong Ming was actually forced to use what some innate divine object to beg Senior Brother to stop his hand? How... How is this possible?"

You Yuanming's gaze became dull, as if he couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.

That was the legendary Earth Immortal Dong Ming! The master of the Blessed Land, an existence that lived through the ages, was actually bowing his head in front of Senior Brother?

You Yuanming originally thought he had already overestimated Zhang Jing, but it was only after seeing this scene that he realized how shallow his understanding was. There was actually someone

who, with just a Golden Core realm body, could forcefully push back an Earth Immortal. Although Senior Brother Zhang Jing relied on the power of the dojo's great formation, the opponent's own strength was also not to be underestimated.

You Yuanming unconsciously recalled the Ruyi that had just been floating in mid-air.

"Is this really the Golden Core realm? Tao Sect's True Teaching, Tao Sect's True Teaching... Sister Qin, oh how you have no idea what you've missed."

Off to the side, Qiu Han was muttering non-stop in his heart, his eyes filled with regret.

And at the very bottom.

The young woman with a haggard face was now blank-minded.

The scene that had just unfolded in the great hall was replaying over and over in her mind, and as time moved on, the image finally froze on the three-colored Jade Ruyi that had shattered the void merely with its aura.

"The strength of this Senior Brother..."

For a moment, the woman only felt that her decades of understanding about cultivation had shattered into pieces.

Half a day later.

Outside Qingjing Palace.

"I still need to retreat for a breakthrough in cultivation, so I'll have to trouble Immortal Qingyun to take the Spiritual Treasure to Nanchu Immortal Continent this time."

Zhang Jing said with a smile, looking at the figure of Immortal Qingyun before him, entrusting him with the task.

"Brother Dao is too polite, it should be so."

Immortal Qingyun waved his hand as though it was no big deal.

Then.

He turned around and glanced at the three people not far away, who were staring stupidly. A hand quietly extended, and slender fingers softly curled.

In an instant, a Qingyun cloud flew rapidly from beyond the heavens, and in a blink, it appeared under the feet of the three, effortlessly lifting them into mid-air.

"Brother Dao, I shall leave first."

Immortal Qingyun laughed loudly as his figure dispersed with a roar, turning into countless clouds.

At the same time.

On that Qingyun cloud in mid-air, a figure in a blue robe swiftly solidified into form.

...

...

Deep in the Dong Ming Blessed Land.

"A high-grade innate divine object! That youngster, relying on the advantage of the terrain, actually caused me such an unprecedented loss."

"Hmph, you will have to leave the dojo one day!"

The Earth Immortal Dong Ming's heart was filled with resentment, his teeth nearly clenched into dust as he spoke the last few words.

A high-grade innate divine object, even for an Earth Immortal like him, was a painful loss indeed.

Dong Ming began to carefully recall today's encounter, especially the techniques of that young disciple.

However, the more he remembered, the greater the shock in his heart became, and his expression unconsciously grew solemn.

"Such a monster this child is, who exactly is behind him, a Heavenly True Monarch or... an Undying Daoist Monarch?!"

He felt vaguely uneasy.

It was mainly the strength displayed by the other party that was truly outrageous.

At this thought.

The eyes of Dong Ming flickered for a moment.

Following that, with a thought, a streak of golden light immediately shot out from his fingertip, weaving through the void and disappearing from sight.

Not long after.

A man with a look of shrewdness gently walked up to Dong Ming, bowed deeply, and asked in a low voice:

"Master, you were looking for your disciple?"

"That Lingshu Mountain dojo nearby, do you know anything about its master?" Dong Ming asked with feigned calm.

Huh? Isn't my master focusing on his final push towards the Heavenly Immortal Realm? Why would he suddenly inquire about that Lingshu Mountain dojo?

The man's heart was filled with doubts, but he didn't dare to ask further, simply bowing respectfully in reply:

"Reporting back to my teacher, as far as your disciple knows, the master of Lingshu Mountain is the newly accepted direct disciple of the legendary True Monarch Yuanming. However, this person currently only possesses the Golden Core realm, and it seems likely that they are highly talented to have caught the True Monarch's attention."

While speaking, an unmistakable hint of deep envy could be perceived in the man's voice.

The master of a dojo was what he yearned for in his dreams.

What a pity... that it happened to someone else, and to a youngster with just a mere Golden Core realm cultivation at that!

On the other side.

Dong Ming, after listening, was momentarily stunned.

That youngster turned out to be the direct disciple of True Monarch Yuanming; no wonder the dojo contained a Heavenly Immortal Formation for protection and had a superior-grade postnatal Spiritual Treasure at his disposal.

"The True Monarch's rewards are truly generous!"

Dong Ming sighed for no reason. As for that Dao fruit, he knew he had no chance at it now.

But the next moment.

Dong Ming appeared to realize something, and a sense of relief spontaneously arose in his heart.

"It's fortunate I did not harm nephew Zhang Jing, and... while a high-grade innate divine object is expensive, after all, it has settled this cause and effect."

He thought secretly to himself, as the formidable reputation of True Monarch Yuanming flashed through his mind.

That being was famously protective of his own!