Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

"What a pity~"

He sighed softly.

The next moment.

Zhang Jing's attention turned to the last column of merit points, his expression suddenly becoming serious.

This was another ability that had appeared after the Jade Talisman was upgraded—using merit points to reverse innate attributes!

Innate and acquired—one word's difference, a world apart!

The Jade Talisman... what exactly was its origin? Skill upgrades, transforming into an Immortal Seed was one thing, but the ability to reverse innate attributes was truly inconceivable, even terrifying.

Zhang Jing was inwardly alarmed.

Merit points could also be converted from luck movement, but the ratio was much more exaggerated compared to the general experience, needing a whopping ten billion luck movement to convert to a single merit point.

"Right, where did these five merit points come from?"

A pondering look flashed across Zhang Jing's face.

He currently knew only two direct ways to acquire merit points: one was from Spring Heaven, and the other was subjugating external territories.

But obviously, neither of these had anything to do with his past.

Could it be—

Zhang Jing suddenly thought of the Nether Night Realm, which was the only experience he could think of that might have something to do with merit points.

"Merit points, world."

He fell into contemplation unconsciously.

Time ticked away slowly.

At a certain moment.

Zhang Jing's eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately rose from his mat.

"Judging the time, the True Immortal transaction meeting at the Auction Field of All Worlds should be starting soon. This is a good opportunity to sell all the treasures I can't use, and also the Immortal Roots accumulated by Lu 38."

If it had been before, he wouldn't have thought this way.

After all, treasures stored within one's natal world wouldn't run away, and there were few things he needed that could be bought with luck movement.

But now, the situation was different.

"Right, I should wait for Daoist Thick Earth. I wonder how much Acquired Purple Qi he has managed to fuse."

"Five merit points... Just enough to test with the Acquired Purple Qi. If I can successfully convert it to Innate Purple Qi, then at this True Immortal transaction meeting, I might just be able to lure a big fish."

Zhang Jing suppressed the excitement in his heart.

...

...

In the Immortal City of Lingchu.

Inside a room that was extremely simple in decoration.

A teenager dressed in a yellow Taoist robe, with a youthful face, was carefully packing his luggage.

Magic Artifacts, elixirs, talismans, Spirit Grass, Immortal Crystals...

All items were meticulously categorized and placed into a small storage bag at his waist.

And the Spiritual Lion!

As if remembering something, the boy carefully took out a small clay sculpture of a Spiritual Lion from under his pillow and cherished it into another storage bag hanging around his chest.

A little while later.

Creak—

The door was pushed open, and several similarly young figures entered the room.

"Xiao Feng, are you packed? Do you need our help?" The round-faced boy at the front asked loudly.

Upon hearing this.

The teenager in yellow took one last lingering look at the room, then smiled and replied:

"Almost done. By the way, what brings you guys here?"

"Hey, aren't you leaving tomorrow for the Taiyi Pavilion examination? We brothers came specially to see you off."

"Yeah, Xiao Feng, you're the number one person in the Refining Qi Realm of our three Chunshui Sect institutes. You've got to give it your all!"

"Last year Wu Ya from the first institute passed the examination, and boy, how they bragged about it. For a year, we've been looked down upon by those first institute folks through their nostrils. Big Feng, it's all on you whether we can look back through our nostrils this time."

"Please be assured, I will give it my all and strive not to let my brothers down," replied the yellow-robed youth, Tang Xiaofeng, folding his hands respectfully, his face resolute.

At the same time, he silently added in his heart: And not to let the shop owner down either.

Half a day later.

In front of Zhang's Clay Sculpture Shop, over a mere ten feet long stretch of yellow clay road.

A man had just stepped forward only to feel a flash before his eyes, promptly finding himself back to the starting point.

"Alas, failed again. Could it be I'm really not fated?"

He sighed reluctantly.

"Make way in front, don't block the road!"

The people behind him urged anxiously, eager to try their luck.

Among these people, the majority were outsiders.

"Alas, do I have any chance? Does any of the older brothers know what's up with this yellow clay road?"

In the midst of the crowded newcomers to the Immortal City of Lingchu.

One nervously asked.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a proud local eagerly answered:

"This is the 'Yellow Earth Corridor' set up by the shop owner with Great Divine Power. It looks like only ten feet, but in reality, it runs three miles. Those who can successfully walk to the end are considered fated; otherwise, they are not."

"Hiss—compressed a three-mile road into only ten feet long, how great a divine power is that? No wonder everyone is vying for these unique clay sculptures made by such an existence."

"Indeed, these sculptures are said to be extremely precious treasures. It's just a pity that now very few people can buy them from the owner. Reportedly when the Immortal City was first established, there were more opportunities than nowadays."

Distracted by their conversation.

The yellow-robed Tang Xiaofeng quietly stepped onto the yellow clay road. In an instant, his entire figure vanished from sight.

Whoosh—

A burst of clamor erupted.

Envious and jealous gazes were thrown directly at the spot where Tang Xiaofeng disappeared, lingering for a long time.

And at that moment.

"Tang Xiaofeng pays respects to the shop owner."

As soon as he entered.

Tang Xiaofeng bowed deeply, calling out respectfully.

"Is it you?"