Longevity Strange Immortal

"Eight thousand years ago, the upheaval of heaven and earth was not nearly as frenzied. It seemed disaster appeared without any warning, leaving the later generations tangled in chaos."

Li Mo gazed at the still-thriving port, continuously introducing organs modified for the Void Refining Stage. The number of organs at the Creation Giant Tree's branches increased steadily.

During the fierce competition among the major forces, Loose Cultivators naturally sought methods to carve a path for themselves.

The Creation Sect benefited invisibly and immensely.

The port had already expanded to eighty-eight levels, with a permanent population exceeding nine million. Many Loose Cultivators arrived at the port just after entering Tao.

Not to mention the hundreds of thousands of Plant and Tree Cultivators—Creation Sect had become an unprecedented sect.

Its scale far surpassed anything ordinary, even large sects were dwarfed by it. The Immortal Creation Technique had already spread to every corner of the Cultivation World.

Li Mo's indiscriminate approach to resources was primarily due to the small worlds created while opening up the Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater.

By planting spiritual materials in the small worlds, they could easily sustain the supply even if the port expanded three or fourfold.

In a sense, the Creation Sect's development until now relied entirely on the deterrence of the upheaval.

Various factions were too preoccupied to pay attention to low-level cultivators, while the port, outwardly, was merely a black market. Regardless of how large its scale became, it remained just a black market.

Li Mo's mental realm now harbored complexity.

If the upheaval repeated in the short term, Creation Sect would be relatively safe.

The real fear was if the upheaval never occurred again.

In that case, various factions would eventually trouble the Creation Sect since the port's interests were far too lucrative. Without possessing the defenses of Land Immortals, it was nearly vulnerable to exploitation.

Li Mo felt a bit helpless, but the Creation Sect had already started giving direct resource feedback, significantly accelerating progress for his Three Dharma Bodies.

He could not relinquish the fortunate opportunities in hand and could only continue managing the port with gritted teeth.

The only consolation was that in case of an emergency, the core disciples of the Creation Sect could evacuate to True Void Hometown instantly.

What remained at the port would merely be an empty shell.

Li Mo patiently waited for the situation to unfold while preparing the resources for promotion to the Integration Stage.

Initially, he thought the various factions would gradually fall into irreconcilable chaos, with the conflicts between Land Immortals collapsing Cultivation World's order. Clearly, he had underestimated the ruling parties' crisis management abilities.

The factions aimed to capitalize on the upheaval instead of allowing the mortal world to be reshuffled entirely.

Reasonably speaking, based on Li Mo's understanding of large sect foundations, even after ten thousand years, they remained the overlords of Cultivation World.

A reshuffling would result in the downfall of nearly half the sects.

Under the interference of large sects, circumstances abruptly became less tense.

Cultivation World began exhibiting territorial divisions, with areas governed by the large sects. Medium and smaller sects could only exist as subsidiaries.

Mortal towns were no longer permitted to communicate across regional divides.

Cultivation World resembled a set of isolated islands—actions carried within one's own region need not concern others.

The location of the Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater was of particular awkwardness, straddling the border of two major sects, [Yellow Dragon Mountain] and [Medicine King Valley].

Yellow Dragon Mountain was relatively minor among large sects.

His impression was that Eleventh Senior Sister Qu Ai belonged to Yellow Dragon Mountain. However, Qu Ai was a Beast Cultivator, somewhat mismatched with Yellow Dragon Mountain's Taoist inheritance.

Qu Ai's position in Yellow Dragon Mountain was far beneath the indulgent and domineering Yu Xiao.

Medicine King Valley was an apex-level major sect divided into two branches: Pill Cultivation and Poison Cultivation, with two senior sisters joining ranks.

The Pill Cultivation branch was home to Sixth Senior Sister Mou Miaoqing, while Poison Cultivation had Fourth Senior Sister Qingjing.

Li Mo had a vague premonition that after several millennia of sealed growth in each area,

not only would lifestyles be completely divergent, but even physiques would differ drastically—as isolated as the Sub-Device Sect had been for eight thousand years.

"Sigh..."

"It appears my suspicions were correct—a Refining Void Stage cultivator cannot wield dominance for long."

Despite Land Immortals staying hidden from the public eye, it was inevitable they would eventually emerge from seclusion. Merely relying on the Refining Void Stage was already insufficient.

Li Mo understood that achieving the status of Land Immortal was no overnight endeavor.

The Integration Stage, Mahayana Realm, and Transcendence Tribulation Stage earned their renown as stages of Land Immortals precisely because they transcended mortal limitations.

The difficulty of breaking through the bottleneck was unbelievably high, and one misstep risked the loss of life and dissolution of Dao.

Li Mo's main cultivation techniques had all been supplemented to Nine and a Half Realms—his future prospects seemed promising. Attempting promotion at Refining Void Stage Perfection was warranted.

Yet after simulations with Fake Soul Consciousness, every promotion attempt brimmed with peril, on several occasions causing inexplicable damages to his Externalized Dharma Body.

Li Mo speculated that this was related to the path he had chosen.

Conventionally, Integration Stage prioritized Dharma Body and subordinated the meat body.

Li Mo, however, intended to prioritize the meat body and subordinate the Dharma Body—a detour was inevitable.

"I'll keep consolidating my foundation. For the next two or three hundred years, the port should remain secure. Given my roots, reaching Integration Stage Perfection and contending against the Mahayana Realm shouldn't pose a major issue."

Li Mo's thoughts were flights of fancy, yet his actions of creating modified organs remained uninterrupted.

Bam.

The frequency of his heartbeat wavered, and the Great Wilderness Immortal Body surprisingly developed cartilage around the heart to reinforce organ strength.

Li Mo summoned dozens of Blood-Type Lifebound Flying Swords, directing them toward his internal organs for strikes.

Within mere days, his five internal organs and six viscera were covered in cartilage, their hardness multiplying tenfold, no longer qualifying as weak points.

Li Mo opened the Creation Book, inscribing the cartilage onto its blank pages.

Soon, the cartilage fused into the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Bone, invisibly deepening his foundation.

Li Mo had already expended over ten blank pages inscribing the new organs derived from the Great Wilderness Immortal Body—there was no need to hoard excessively, as the Integration Stage was estimated to birth three or four dozen blank pages.

"If it weren't for the dispute over the Twenty-Eight Sword Tombs within the Heavenly Sword Sect, I could stay secluded indefinitely."

Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.

Compared to the maneuvering of various factions, the Twenty-Eight Sword Tomb dispute was nothing more than child's play—without concerns for the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Bone, he wouldn't bother participating.

"But..."

Li Mo furrowed his brows; aside from Elder Luoyang's brief mention, he hadn't received any follow-up notifications about the reshuffling of the Inner Sect rankings.

Jiang Xi and others were equally clueless—Heavenly Sword Sect seemed to have deliberately excluded the Great Sun Sword Tomb.

With only seven or eight years left, Li Mo decided to wait for another two years. If Heavenly Sword Sect continued its silence, he would dispatch Sword Cultivators to investigate.

He continued secluded cultivation while delegating Sword Cultivators to monitor developments.

Li Mo's consciousness immersed itself in simulations while dividing his focus on refining the modified Void Refining Stage organs and tempering the Great Wilderness Immortal Body.

Only a sliver of his Divine Sense kept watch over the port.

Observing the joys and sorrows of countless cultivators was also part of Cultivating Heart.

Clang.

Suddenly, without the slightest forewarning.

Sword sounds echoed violently within the Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater.

At first, Li Mo assumed they arose from a Sword Cultivator's epiphany of Sword Intent, but within half a day, the sharp, persistent sounds grew unbearably jarring.

The sword sounds seemed deliberate, gathering countless cultivators at the port's edge.

When everyone detected the anomaly, a Sword Cultivator emerged above the port, meeting the masses with a contemptuous gaze.

The Sword Cultivator's skin appeared semi-transparent, his glass-like internal organs exposed to view.

He held an ancient, unadorned longsword in his hand.

"Summon Li Mo to meet me."

The port erupted in commotion, for though Li Mo's true name was no secret, most cultivators addressed him as Daoist Qingtian, reflecting their reverence.

"Courting death! Li Mo's name is not something someone like you can casually utter!"

Luo Kai leaped out from the port, revealing the cultivation of Nascent Soul Stage Perfection. With modified organs personally crafted by Li Mo, he could contend even against those at the Divine Separation Stage.

"Where did this wretch come from?!"

Luo Kai showed no fear of being unable to defeat the opponent, knowing full well that with Li Mo overseeing the port, he would never watch him perish and his Dao disappear.

Even the twenty-three Divine Separation Stage Sword Cultivators showed signs of restlessness.

The modified organs available to the Divine Separation Stage at the port were invaluable; they all hoped to receive the surgical procedures promised by Li Mo.

Jiang Xi's volcanic peak erupted into thick plumes of ash.

"A Sword Cultivator? Why is his Lifebound Flying Sword so plain? Wait, he's an ancient cultivator, known as the Hundred Play Immortal."

Jiang Xi grabbed Ye Zhuo Daoist's arm, her expression filled with shock as she exclaimed, "Contact Elder Luoyang—an immortal is targeting Senior Brother."

Ye Zhuo Daoist's pupils contracted. Without hesitation, he retrieved his Magic Artifact Token.

It was already too late for Jiang Xi to stop the other cultivators; thousands of figures soared into the air, including twenty-one Divine Separation Stage Sword Cultivators.

The Hundred Play Immortal swept his gaze across the crowd with undisguised disdain.

"Those who forsake humanity should no longer live. All of you are heretics of the crooked path. The Great Sun Sword Tomb has truly fallen, dominated by heretics."

The Hundred Play Immortal's eyes fixated on the Great Sun Sword Cultivators, each of them having mastered the Immortal Creation Body, their figures bearing distinct organ features.

He could no longer contain the Lifebound Flying Sword, as torrential sword intent erupted uncontrollably.

"You heretics—how dare you offend an immortal? All of you, perish!!"

The Hundred Play Immortal's face twisted in fury. His raised Lifebound Flying Sword exuded a terrifying aura that sent every cultivator flying backward, hearts wracked by inescapable dread.

"Do you dare!"

Li Mo shot upwards, his figure appearing before the crowd.

The Hundred Play Immortal's expression calmed, scrutinizing Li Mo with a mocking look. His Lifebound Flying Sword reversed its blade, cleaving directly toward the port.

Li Mo's face darkened.

Clearly, the Hundred Play Immortal's strike intended to undermine Li Mo's prestige—his motives likely revolved around the port; he sought to claim control.

"Li Mo, you've clandestinely propagated Heavenly Sword Sect's newly-founded heretical doctrine under the guise of Immortal Creation. Are you plotting treason against the sect?"

The Hundred Play Immortal dismissed the origins of the Immortal Creation Technique; his gestures betrayed calculated scheming.

"Heh heh heh."

Li Mo laughed coldly in anger, responding with equal frostiness, "Hundred Play, you've lived twelve thousand years—how is your cultivation still at the Integration Stage?"

"If I spent twelve thousand years without achieving immortality, I'd simply find a block of tofu and bash my head against it."

Li Mo's physique swelled, his organs invigorated by the Great Wilderness Immortal Body, amplified by cancer cells that doubled the strength of flesh and bone.

The cultivators gazing upon Li Mo could feel the shared essence of his aura.

His Refining Void Stage Perfect True Dragon Lifebound Flying Sword appeared.

Li Mo grasped the True Dragon Tail, his stature surpassing ten meters. Tattooed Beasts encircled him, baring fangs and claws, while an array of Sword Intents loomed silent.

The True Dragon roared.

Boom.

The Hundred Play Immortal's Lifebound Flying Sword was instantly repelled.

"Li Mo, why do you resist?"

The Hundred Play Immortal's nostrils emitted smoke as he spoke frivolously, "It's unnecessary, Li Mo. Hand over the port to Heavenly Sword Sect obediently, and I will spare your life."

"Go screw yourself! Speak less nonsense and fart less!"