Longevity Strange Immortal

Li Mo arrived at the Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater, only to discover that the port was far from peaceful.

The port was constantly shrouded in the flames of war, with large numbers of deceitful objects resembling stone statues surging from the pit's depths. Tian Changwen had deployed as many as 100,000 cultivators to guard it.

"The No-Life Sect? A bunch of temple priests could actually stir up trouble?"

Dozens of demon cultivators from the No-Life Sect were crammed into the Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater, controlling their believers to relentlessly assault the port—at a glance, it seemed utterly futile.

It didn't take long for Li Mo to realize that the No-Life Sect had been brought into the crater by none other than Tian Changwen.

The benefits brought by the flesh monsters originally made the port a thriving force, and the development of the Immortal Creation Technique had entered a high-speed phase.

Tian Changwen's actions were purposefully agitating the port.

And facts proved that it worked.

The port now housed over four million resident loose cultivators. Low-level practitioners gained resources by killing the stone-like deceitful objects, allowing loose cultivators in their early stages of cultivation to achieve Foundation Establishment daily.

The Weak Crown Stage practitioners became the primary workforce of the port, further attracting early-stage loose cultivators to the area.

It formed a virtuous cycle.

Tian Changwen had already integrated the Immortal Creation Technique into 60% of loose cultivators, while the remaining 40% were mostly involved in the Creation Sect's trade network.

Most loose cultivators were still unaware of the Creation Sect's existence, but they could essentially be considered Outer Sect Disciples by now, illustrating the vast scale of the sect.

The Creation Sect's development was relatively smooth. While there were occasional brushes with external forces, the fact that the sect's mountain gate was located in the highly defensible Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater kept conflicts from escalating and still under Tian Changwen's control.

"Senior Brother Taiyi, we'll head back to our quarters to rest and recover," Jiang Xi said.

The trio, including Jiang Xi, arrived at the stove land, exchanged greetings with Li Mo, and then disappeared into the port.

Healing came second; their investments in the town, after decades of absence, required inspection to ensure no mishaps had occurred.

Particularly Ye Zhuo Daoist.

The first brothel in the port, after all, was established by Ye Zhuo Daoist.

Although brothels now dotted the port in abundance, Ye Zhuo Daoist's "Hong Fu Brothel" was still the most bustling among the dozens of levels in the port.

Ye Zhuo Daoist seemed more acclimated to the chaotic environment of the port than to the Great Sun Sword Tomb.

Li Mo glanced at the Hong Fu Brothel and couldn't help clicking his tongue in astonishment. "Ye Zhuo's really playing the game. At this rate, isn't he going to set up talent shows in a few years?"

Relying on the port's resources, Ye Zhuo Daoist had surprisingly risen among the Sword Cultivators in the Divine Separation Stage, becoming one of the few most likely to advance to the Void Refining Stage.

The other Sword Cultivators, less rigid in their ways, were slowly embracing the Immortal Creation Technique.

"When the inner sect ranking of the Heavenly Sword Sect is rearranged one day, all 23 Great Sun Sword Cultivators may end up looking grotesque," Li Mo muttered, the corners of his mouth twitching.

Originally, he intended to use his trip to the South Sea as an opportunity to connect with the Heavenly Sword Sect's upper echelons and promote the Immortal Creation Technique. However, Zhang Qiyang's fate remained uncertain.

"Never mind. The current scale of the Creation Sect is already sufficient. Let's focus on absorbing what we have first and see how this grand game of world upheaval plays out," he said.

The power struggles among the major sects, the entry of the Three Pure Heavens into the fray, the sudden emergence of False Immortals…

Li Mo still wasn't qualified to join the game but was now able to observe it from the sidelines.

The black markets scattered across various locations formed a massive intelligence network. Even if some of the rumors within were dubious, at least Li Mo wasn't entirely in the dark.

Li Mo returned to the enormous tree in the center of the port, where the space inside was filled with Jade Scrolls.

The Jade Scrolls not only recorded all sorts of information but also contained Taoist inheritances collected by the black market. Although the techniques didn't involve particularly high levels, the sheer volume was beneficial for nourishing his Tao Seed.

Li Mo skimmed through the Jade Scrolls one by one.

Having faced the Heavenly Dao directly, his Tao Seed thrived, digesting ordinary inheritances at an extremely high efficiency, allowing him to absorb them in no time.

Though his primary cultivation technique had reached perfection, his other cultivation techniques had improved significantly.

He meticulously organized his gains and revisited the Nine Realms Half Technique, many parts of which now seemed clearer upon subsequent reflection.

Five years passed in the blink of an eye.

Li Mo's Symbiotic Dharma Body successfully advanced to the Existential Realm.

It happened faster than anticipated, thanks in large part to the assistance of the Ru Dao Sword Intent. The Ancestral Dragon Pond accelerated his cultivation progress by absorbing the sword intent.

"Huh?"

"There really are clues to the remnant of the No-Life Mother."

Li Mo picked up a recently delivered message. The source was the black market near Tuo Mountain, where it was said that a farmer from a nearby village had unearthed a thousand meters' worth of flesh-like organs on a rock wall.

Hundreds of loose cultivators had reportedly rushed over, but by nightfall, blood had stained Tuo Mountain.

Tian Changwen had sent Luo Kai to investigate, and it was discovered that the area had already been occupied by the Sky Demon Sect, which had also slaughtered the villages in the vicinity.

"It's the blood sacrifice technique, without a doubt. The preferred method of those devil pups."

"Sky Demon Sect, huh? Fine, I'll use you as my stepping stone to achieve Perfection in the Void Refining Stage. Hah!"

The Ten Thousand Demon Dao was notorious for causing chaos and had been particularly active in the Cultivation World in recent years.

A cold gleam flickered in Li Mo's eyes.

...…

The Tuo Mountain Black Market was a small and isolated black market, home to no more than several dozen loose cultivators, most of whom belonged to the same cultivation family.

Even after the appearance of the Ten Thousand Demon Dao, the market didn't attract many loose cultivators as a result.

Loose cultivators were far too terrified to approach Tuo Mountain once the Ten Thousand Demon Dao became involved.

If not for a nearby cave that produced Low Grade Spirit Material, inferior rock soil, the Tuo Mountain Black Market would have vanished long ago due to its sparse population.

An elderly man stood anxiously at the entrance of the black market, gazing toward Tuo Mountain in the distance.

The mountain breeze blew his white hair into disarray.

"Disaster… disaster… Da Zhong's been in Tuo Mountain for half a year, and the expert I hired hasn't shown up yet. I fear he's met his end there," the elder muttered.

The man's name was Cui Fu. Having wandered the Cultivation World for 300 years, his talent and comprehension were woefully poor. With a mere Third Layer of Puberty cultivation, he relied entirely on his entry-level alchemy skills to scrape by.

Cui Fu had pinned his hopes on his grandson Cui Dazhong, who, despite being in his fifties, had reached the Fifth Layer of Puberty and stood a chance at achieving Foundation Establishment.

But Cui Dazhong had gone missing after venturing into the mountains to gather herbs.

"Sigh…" Cui Fu let out a deep sigh. Rumors had reached him of demon cultivators appearing deep within the mountains, and he feared that Cui Dazhong had unwittingly fallen into an array set by those demon cultivators.

In his hands, he clutched a cracked Jade Pendant that was connected to Cui Dazhong's life. Clearly, the latter's aura was growing weaker by the moment.

Old and frail, Cui Fu's Third Layer of Puberty cultivation was no match even for some stronger wild beasts.

He had used all his Spirit Stones to hire a Weak Crown Stage cultivator in the hope that they could come to the Tuo Mountain Black Market and search for his grandson.

"Why haven't they arrived yet? In another three or four days, Da Zhong will surely die," Cui Fu grumbled in frustration. He had even paid for the Nearby Array himself; the hired help should have arrived five or six days ago.

Crack.

Suddenly.

The Jade Pendant in Cui Fu's hand developed a fissure, leaving the old man speechless and drained of all strength.

Despair overwhelmed him as he gazed helplessly toward Tuo Mountain. From where he stood, he could just make out dense black clouds at the mountain's center, with plumes of black mist spilling outward through the forest.

The black mist wasn't ordinary; it was composed of a swarm of carrion flies.

At that moment, a burst of spirit light erupted from the Four Seas Commerce in the southwest corner of the black market.

"Finally… finally, they've arrived!"

Cui Fu's dull, lifeless eyes suddenly lit up with excitement. Though time was short, a Weak Crown Stage cultivator's divine skills would surely allow them to reach the destination in two or three days.

"The Biao Bureau sent a Weak Crown Stage practitioner… I hear beast cultivators have weak physical bodies but excel in controlling their Lifebound Spirit Beasts. That skill is perfect for scouting the mountain," Cui Fu muttered to himself as he pulled out a pouch of Low Grade Spirit Stones. Although payment had already been sent through the array, it was only courteous to present a meeting gift.

He waited at the entrance of the Four Seas Commerce, peering inside with anticipation.

The store clerk repeatedly cast him suspicious glances.

Before long, a towering cultivator emerged from the inner sanctum of the commerce.

"Uh…" Cui Fu froze, his heart—stagnant for years—suddenly pounding erratically. The thin strands of spiritual power in his Middle Dantian nearly evaporated.

"Is that… really a Weak Crown Stage cultivator?"

Cui Fu had encountered Weak Crown Stage practitioners before, but the aura of this one far surpassed the average.

"Perhaps he's at Weak Crown Stage Perfection… Da Zhong might actually have a chance! But… his physique doesn't seem to resemble that of a beast cultivator; it looks more like… a body cultivator."

"Maybe the Biao Bureau deemed the mission too difficult and sent a Weak Crown Stage Perfection body cultivator instead."

The so-called body cultivator stood over three meters tall, their body pure muscle, and their skin gleamed like polished metal.

Cui Fu discreetly turned away, slipping a Magic Artifact Embryo Spiritual Pearl into the pouch to avoid the risk of the meeting gift being deemed inadequate.

He had no doubts about the man's identity. After all, the Tuo Mountain Black Market rarely saw visitors, let alone a practitioner of the Weak Crown Stage every few decades.

Cui Fu walked forward to greet the figure.

"Senior, I've been waiting for you for many days."

Li Mo's first thought upon seeing Cui Fu was that he might be one of Luo Kai's informants.

He was about to ask about Tuo Mountain's situation when Cui Fu stuffed the pouch into his arms, leaving him momentarily stunned.

"Senior, please accept this. As long as Da Zhong returns alive, everything else is negotiable—everything."

Cui Fu's hand brushed against Li Mo's arm, causing a sharp, needle-like pain. He realized with alarm that it was due to the man's overwhelmingly potent blood and energy.

Clearly, this was a practitioner of a top-quality Taoist lineage in body cultivation, likely just shy of Core Formation Stage.

"Thank you, Senior, for your magnanimity. Recently, I've refined a batch of Pure Yang Pills. Though they may be of no use to someone of your stage, they're quite effective for recovering injuries," Cui Fu added hastily, producing a few low-quality early-stage elixirs typically used by children in their beginnings of cultivation.

"…" Li Mo felt a twitch at the corner of his lips.

"Tell me the specifics."

Through Cui Fu's jittery explanations, Li Mo quickly clarified the situation.

Li Mo had embarked on this trip to obtain the remnants of the No-Life Mother, fully prepared to face off against the Sky Demon Sect. He had deliberately concealed his Symbiotic Dharma Bodies, intending to rely solely on his physical strength in this matter.

Even when using the Nearby Array, he had erased all traces of his travel.

"Fine, old man, give me the Jade Pendant."

Accepting Cui Fu's commission was effortless for Li Mo and might even yield additional clues.

With the Jade Pendant in hand, Li Mo surveyed the mountain range, pinpointing possible locations for the remnant.

"Senior, you must exercise caution. It's been said that demon cultivators are present, at least at the Core Formation or Nascent Soul stages. If you find nothing, please return swiftly—there's no need to…" Cui Fu began nagging incessantly, causing Li Mo to feel a headache.

"Enough. Just wait," Li Mo snapped.

As he slightly bent his knees, a surge of qi and blood erupted, blanketing the black market.

Boom.

The ground splintered beneath him.

Li Mo vanished into the distance, leaving only a blur in his wake.

Cui Fu collapsed against a wall in shock.

"A Weak… Weak Crown Stage… body cultivator can already traverse mountain ranges on physical strength alone?!"

Boom.

Li Mo lightly pushed off from the ground, causing the peak of a mountain to collapse entirely.

It took Cui Fu a long time to recover from his initial stupor. Hearing the scattered discussions from the loose cultivators in the black market, he began suspecting that Li Mo was actually a Nascent Soul Stage body cultivator.

Hastily, Cui Fu sought out the Four Seas Commerce, only to learn the outcome.

The payment he had sent to the Biao Bureau had been completely refunded—no cultivator had dared to accept a job related to the Ten Thousand Demon Dao.