Chapter 101: The Celestial Cultivation Technique
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Jiang Min’s mind stirred.
The peach tree rooted in the gray-robed elder steadily retracted, and the elder’s shriveled, twisted corpse fragmented inch by inch. Mixed with the robes torn apart by the peach tree, it turned into a pile of strangely textured powder.
Whoosh!
A mountain breeze swept through, blowing away the powder to reveal a statue.
The flesh-and-blood monster had perished.
The eerie statue, once shrouded in black mist, now revealed its true form.
A palm-sized immortal statue.
“Oh? This statue is exactly the same as the immortal lord statue in the illusion created by the monster,” Jiang Min raised an eyebrow, a trace of surprise in her expression.
With a wave of her hand, the immortal statue floated from the ground into her palm. She cleansed it with a Dust-Purifying Technique and examined it carefully.
The face of this immortal statue was identical to that of the statue in the Immortal Lord Hall, but its aura and demeanor differed. This was an elderly immortal with white eyebrows and beard, holding the Seven Luminaries in his hands, a sword case strapped to his back, dressed in a silver robe—truly an image embodying the ethereal grace of the immortal path.
The immortal statue conjured by the flesh-and-blood monster always bore a lofty, compassionate expression.
But this identical-looking statue was kind and approachable, with benevolent eyes and brows, yet also carried a hint of ethereal detachment, as if transcending the endless passage of time, roaming carefree across millennia, treading on celestial sandals and riding the wind, embracing the Seven Luminaries and still pure and serene.
Jiang Min’s heart suddenly birthed a firm thought.
“Perhaps, this is the true visage of the immortal statue.”
At that moment,
The gray-robed elder’s memories, consumed and digested by the peach tree, transmitted back to Jiang Min.
She lowered her gaze and concentrated on absorbing the elder’s memories. Her expression grew somewhat strange as the memories unfolded.
This elder’s background was no ordinary matter!
“He is actually the sect leader of the Seven Star Immortal Altar…”
Jiang Min furrowed her brow in puzzlement and astonishment, recalling the “Seven Star” token she had obtained in the Five Finger Mountains, as well as the “Seven Star Immortal Altar” token she had seen in the black market of Yangmei Town.
Unexpectedly, the mysterious sect leader of the Seven Star Immortal Altar had died in such an absurd and simple way—at her hands.
Jia Fugui.
A native of the Yushuang Kingdom’s Qiliang region.
He was the sixth child in his family. In childhood, he lived in wealth and luxury, adorned in fine clothes and exquisite meals. At fourteen, his entire family was wiped out by an evil cultivator sect, leaving only him alive.
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From then on,
Jia Fugui began his path of great fortune.
He stumbled upon fragments of cultivation techniques and, quite by accident, mastered them.
On his path of cultivation, every time danger approached, he turned it into safety; even wandering a night market, he would find valuable treasures.
Every person who tried to kill him ended up dying mysteriously, as if delivering wealth to him.
Though possessing a Five Spiritual Roots constitution, he managed to successfully establish his Foundation Stage cultivation before a century passed.
After Foundation Establishment, he wandered into the Jin Yun Kingdom and accidentally found an immortal statue. Inside the statue was an independent spiritual realm with an Immortal Lord Hall and an immortal called the “Seven Star Immortal Lord.”
Under the guidance of this “Immortal Lord,” he nurtured the statue within his dantian and established the Seven Star Immortal Altar to gather blood sacrifices and followers for the “Immortal Lord.” Each time he offered a blood sacrifice, both he and his followers received “blessings” from the “Immortal Lord,” which greatly enhanced their cultivation. Thus, in just a few decades, he cultivated to the Foundation Stage’s completion.
The Seven Star Immortal Altar had endured multiple extermination attempts by the Eastern Spirit Sect and other powerful cultivators over these decades, but each time, Jia Fugui, as the “Revered One,” managed to survive.
No one knew the location of the main altar.
After all, the main altar was inside the statue in his dantian…
Recently,
Jia Fugui sensed he was near breakthrough to the Core Formation Stage but couldn’t grasp the key. So he sought help from the “Immortal Lord.” The “Immortal Lord” decreed that by sacrificing a Foundation Stage cultivator with Five Spiritual Roots, Jia Fugui could achieve the Golden Core path.
Foundation Stage cultivators were common.
But Five Spiritual Root Foundation Stage cultivators were as rare as lanterns in the dark.
Still, Jia Fugui trusted his fortune; if he sought, he would find.
He cast a stone to ask the way and followed the guiding stone to Qingjiang Jiangning City, near him, and located the Jiang family.
He first used his intelligence network to learn that the Jiang family was missing a second daughter. Then, by casting divination blocks and tossing copper coins, he calculated Jiang Min’s cultivation level and homecoming time. When her return was imminent, he took up residence at the Jiang family’s place, waiting for her arrival…
“All phenomena in the world are guided by heavenly mechanisms… What Jia Fugui said is actually true.”
Jiang Min was truly enlightened.
There really could be someone with such terrifying fortune that by casting stones and asking heaven and gods, they could locate someone directly.
And she, whether lucky or unlucky, happened to be the very sacrifice Jia Fugui sought.
“That monster’s illusion even fooled Jia Fugui. He genuinely didn’t know he was worshiping a monster.”
Jiang Min shook her head.
Indeed, Jia Fugui never realized the true nature of the flesh-and-blood monster. In his eyes, the monster was a powerful immortal lord who could grant him the cultivation he longed for.
He also did not know that his body had long been eroded and controlled by the monster—neither fully human nor ghost.
After sorting through the elder’s memories and confirming he bore no ill will towards his family, Jiang Min focused on one thing Jia Fugui had done.
Since decades ago,
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He had set a trap.
The target was a legendary cultivation technique suitable for Five Spiritual Roots that could lead to immortality.
This technique appeared to be hidden within a spiritual realm only accessible to the Nine Clans—the Nine Clans Hall.
The Nine Clans Hall.
A secret realm jointly guarded by ten kingdoms, opened only once every fifty years.
Only young elites from the Nine Clans who have reached Foundation Stage cultivation, selected through layers of competition at the fifty-yearly Nine Clans Debate, are eligible to enter the Nine Clans Hall to receive its legacy.
The next Nine Clans Debate would be in eight years.
“To obtain this legendary technique, Jia Fugui planted several hidden chess pieces in Taiji Mountain and the Eastern Spirit Sect, all to help him acquire this immortal cultivation technique at the Nine Clans Debate eight years from now.”
“The hidden chess piece in Taiji Mountain was placed by him directly, but the one in the Eastern Spirit Sect… even Jia Fugui doesn’t know who it is.”
Jiang Min frowned slightly.
An immortal cultivation technique suitable for Five Spiritual Roots?
Could such a thing really exist?
Yet Jia Fugui was so cautious and richly blessed with fortune, plotting for years just to obtain this technique, which made her believe in it somewhat.
“The ‘Spirit Communion Technique’ can only be cultivated to Foundation Stage. After that, I happen to lack a technique, so I can find an ordinary one to practice for a short time. But for long-term cultivation, I still need a superior technique.”
Although she had received a chapter of the “Seven Governance Mysterious Text” from Feng Qiuer, its origin was unclear, so it could only be used as a reference for Dao techniques. Using it for cultivation required careful consideration.
The technique in the Nine Clans Hall was legitimate and more suitable for cultivation.
With this in mind, she smiled with interest.
“The Nine Clans Hall secret realm... I want to see for myself if such a powerful technique truly exists.”
During her journey to the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, Lin Guanyu had told her that if she could reach Foundation Stage, perhaps the two would meet again at the Nine Clans Debate.
Now, she had reached Foundation Stage.
She had earned that qualification.