I Shall Be Everlasting In the World of Immortals 415

## Chapter 411: Return to Jin Yun, Leader of the Demon Sect

Lu Chang’an, without hiding his cultivation or identity, sat comfortably on the back of the Xuan Shui Gui (玄水龟, Xuan Water Turtle).

Upon entering the border of Liang Guo (梁国, Liang Country), he immediately triggered the sensing formation, drawing the attention of patrolling cultivators. The powerful water-遁 (遁, escape) aura emanating from the late-stage third-tier spirit turtle deterred ordinary cultivators from approaching, prompting them to report the situation.

“Sir, are you the Chang Qing Zhen Ren (长青真人, Chang Qing True Immortal) from Jin Yun Valley a century ago?”

Moments later, three figures approached, each emitting a powerful dan (丹, pill) aura, one of which was unmistakably a late-stage dan cultivator. The central figure, riding a cloud of fire, was a middle-aged man in ancient green battle robes. His temples were flecked with gray, but his eyes shone brightly, and his back was straight.

“That is I, Lu Chang’an.”

Lu Chang’an nodded. He was not surprised to be recognized so quickly in his homeland. The three dan cultivators in front of him were two men and a woman. Only the middle-aged man in the center had a late-stage dan cultivation, which Lu Chang’an found vaguely familiar.

“Old man, Tobaji Jin (拓跋金, Tobaji Jin), Grand Elder of the Liu Yun Zong (流云宗, Flowing Cloud Sect)…”

The middle-aged dan cultivator’s eyes glinted with a sharp, golden light as he confirmed Lu Chang’an’s identity.

Boom!

Tobaji Jin’s face stiffened as he sensed a vast and bottomless wave of spiritual energy emanating from Lu Chang’an, shattering his probing techniques with an invisible force of yuan ying (元婴, primordial spirit). His eyes burned as if looking directly at the midday sun.

The three dan cultivators involuntarily groaned, their expressions filled with astonishment and disbelief. The Turtle Zhen Ren (龟真人, Turtle True Immortal) from back then, the strange figure in the world of dispersed cultivators, had actually broken through the barriers and risen to the pinnacle of the cultivation world.

“Greetings to True Immortal Lu!”

“Greetings to Chang Qing True Immortal!”

The three dan cultivators, Tobaji Jin and the others, bowed in respect, their minds still swirling with a mix of shock and confusion.

“You are Tobaji Jin?”

Lu Chang’an’s gaze fell upon the middle-aged dan cultivator. The rounded features, the graying hair, vaguely recalled the proud young genius who challenged a fake dan cultivator during his time as a foundation-building cultivator in Huang Long Xian Cheng (黄龙仙城, Huang Long Immortal City).

“In the cultivation world of Liang Guo, there should only be one dan cultivator named Tobaji Jin, and that is me.”

Tobaji Jin sensed the scrutiny in Lu Chang’an’s eyes, his heart growing uneasy. He wondered if, in his past, he had inadvertently offended this Lu Zhen Jun (陆真君, Lu True Immortal). In his youth, he had been ambitious and arrogant, making many enemies.

They were from the same era, and their ages were similar. But their starting points had been drastically different, and they had never been on the same level before achieving dan cultivation, leading to no interaction. Moreover, Tobaji Jin had achieved dan cultivation long before Lu Chang’an.

“Hehe, Daoist Tobaji, you need not be nervous. There is no ill will between us. It’s just that in my early years, when I was still a dispersed cultivator, I had the opportunity to witness your battle with a fake dan cultivator in Huang Long Xian Cheng.”

Lu Chang’an smiled warmly, explaining the reason.

“I am not worthy of such ‘admiration’,” Tobaji Jin replied humbly, relieved.

Lu Chang’an and Tobaji Jin had no prior connection, so they only exchanged a few polite words before Lu Chang’an flew towards the heartland of Liang Guo.

…

“Daoist Tobaji…”

The other two dan cultivators exchanged bewildered glances, gazing at the departing Xuan Shui Gui and the tall, white-robed man on its back.

Tobaji Jin felt a mixture of emotions. The dispersed cultivator he had once dismissed, in the course of centuries, had surpassed him, the former genius.

The Liu Yun Zong, where Tobaji Jin belonged, was the second most powerful sect in Liang Guo during the Li Huo Zong (离火宗, Li Huo Sect) era, stronger than Jin Yun Valley. It had once dominated the north of Liang Guo. However, due to the northward migration of the Jin Yang Zong (金阳宗, Golden Sun Sect) from Feng Guo (烽国, Feng Country), Liu Yun Zong’s resources and territories in the north were divided and contested.

Later, in the demon sect war, Tobaji Jin sustained a severe injury during a fight, hoping to earn merits and exchange them for materials for the yuan ying stage. His injury damaged his dan cultivation foundation.

In terms of combat strength and merits, he was far inferior to Liang Shao Tian (梁少天, Liang Shao Tian) and Zhang Tian Feng (张天枫, Zhang Tian Feng) of that era. Not to mention Zhang Tian Feng, once the top dan cultivator in Liang Guo, even within the Jin Yang Zong, there were late-stage dan cultivators and indestructible dan cultivators stronger than him.

“I heard that this Lu Zhen Jun had mediocre dan cultivation quality and a relatively slow cultivation speed. How could he have achieved the yuan ying stage?”

The dan cultivator beside him, a woman with bright eyes, speculated about what significant opportunities he might have encountered.

“Perhaps, like True Immortal Tian Feng, he once re-refined his dan. After all, in the surrounding cultivation world, for thousands of years, we haven’t heard of any cases of lower-tier dan cultivators successfully achieving the yuan ying stage.”

“True Immortal Tian Feng has publicly admitted to re-refining his dan. True Immortal Lu has a close relationship with that Zhang Zhen Jun (张真君, Zhang True Immortal). Most likely, he has gone through a similar experience.”

The three dan cultivators discussed the return of Lu Zhen Jun, who had successfully achieved the yuan ying stage. They were filled with envy and a tinge of bitterness. Without the protection of a yuan ying elder, the process of re-refining the dan was extremely risky, and there was no guarantee of success the second time around. Moreover, it required a substantial amount of resources.

The fact that Lu Chang’an had achieved the yuan ying stage must be due to some unknown opportunity, such as obtaining a heavenly treasure like the Yin Yang Shui (阴阳水, Yin Yang Water). However, almost all those who reach the pinnacle of the cultivation world have encountered extraordinary opportunities and luck. Once they reach the highest levels, they have little to fear from others knowing their secrets.

…

After crossing the border of Liang Guo, Lu Chang’an continued without stopping. No one dared to obstruct him.

After half a day, the Xuan Shui Gui, leaving behind ripples of water-遁 (遁, escape), reached the vicinity of Jin Yun Valley.

“It truly is a fourth-tier spirit vein. Old Zhang must have a special method for cultivating spirit veins. The support from the Daoist Alliance alone probably wouldn’t be enough.”

Lu Chang’an sensed the vibrant aura of the spirit vein in the mountain range where Jin Yun Valley was located. The sect’s fortune was flourishing, comparable to the Yun Xia Zong (云霞宗, Cloud Mist Sect). Jin Yun Valley had a deeper foundation and a longer history than the Xuan Yin Jiao (玄阴魔教, Xuan Yin Demon Sect), and by the time Lu Chang’an left, it already had a large, top-tier third-tier spirit vein.

Two hundred miles away, a brilliant golden light, radiating the aura of a yuan ying cultivator, shot up from the main peak of Jin Yun Valley, like a golden dragon soaring through the heavens.

“The Grand Elder has emerged from seclusion!”

It was Zhang Tian Feng, sensing Lu Chang’an’s arrival and coming out to greet him.

Lu Chang’an stroked the back of the Xuan Shui Gui, urging it forward with a faster wave of water-遁 (遁, escape).

At the gate of Jin Yun Valley, the high-ranking true people and numerous disciples of the sect looked towards the approaching Xuan Shui Gui.

The dark green turtle, seven zhang (丈, a unit of length) wide, was like a floating mountain, riding the wind and waves, radiating an overwhelming wave of spiritual energy.

“A late-stage third-tier Xuan Shui Gui as a mount!”

“What a grand display! Who is this great personage?”

The white-robed man on the turtle’s back was handsome and elegant, with a gentle and jade-like demeanor. His bound black hair was streaked with silver. Despite facing a yuan ying sect with a fourth-tier spirit vein, he stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his lips, exuding an air of nobility and a hint of the vicissitudes of time.

“It’s him! The Turtle…”

“Chang Qing Zhen Ren disappeared for nearly a century. How could he… how could he have returned?”

Some older foundation-building and dan cultivators from Jin Yun Zong recognized the newcomer. Their eyes widened in astonishment, and some frowned or showed resentment. These old-timers had vivid memories of the Chang Qing Zhen Ren. At every crisis faced by Liang Guo or the sect, he would disappear for a while, claiming to be on “special missions.”

“Hmph! He disappeared for nearly a century, and Chang Qing Zhen Ren still has the nerve to come back?”

“What kind of excuses will he have this time?”

“Now that Jin Yun Valley is flourishing, more than ever before, this fellow is bound to rely on his friendship with the Grand Elder and try to worm his way back into the sect.”

Several older dan cultivators sneered, communicating with each other as they flew out of the gate.

“Master, why does it sound like he’s come back ‘again’?”

A new foundation-building cultivator, confused by the elders’ talk, asked for clarification.

…

As discussions buzzed within the sect, the Xuan Shui Gui soared through the clouds, leaving behind a trail of turbulent water.

The legendary cultivator, a figure of both praise and censure in the cultivation world of Liang Guo, had the Xuan Shui Gui land in front of the sect’s gate.

The Grand Elder, Zhang Tian Feng, stepped forward on a cloud, greeting him with a smile.

“True Immortal Lu has returned to Liang Guo. Congratulations. I only received news from the Daoist Alliance border not long ago…”

Zhang Tian Feng’s appearance hadn’t changed much since his dan cultivation stage. His face was slightly darker, and he was dressed in a black robe, his body tall and straight, like a towering mountain, giving off an aura of authority and steadiness.

“Haha! Daoist Zhang has been running things well, allowing Jin Yun Valley to become a yuan ying sect. As a guest elder of Jin Yun Valley, I share in your glory!”

Lu Chang’an raised his hand in congratulation.

The cultivators of Jin Yun Valley watched in astonishment. The Grand Elder, Zhang Zhen Jun (张真君, Zhang True Immortal), was treating the returning Turtle Zhen Ren (龟真人, Turtle True Immortal) as an equal, exchanging pleasantries. The Turtle Zhen Ren, in a brazen display of familiarity, had even patted the Grand Elder’s shoulder while trying to cultivate a relationship. It was like a reversal of the celestial order.

Huh?

Several dan cultivators who had come out to greet them sensed something, their faces changing, their minds filled with shock.

Lu Chang’an had returned on the Xuan Shui Gui without deliberately concealing his cultivation, but because he wasn’t flying by his own power, he hadn’t deliberately released his yuan ying aura. It was easy for high-level cultivators nearby to discern his strength.

“Gre… Greetings, True Immortal Lu.”

The older dan cultivators who had been full of resentment suddenly adopted stiff smiles. Their accusations, previously poised on a moral high ground, were swallowed back down.

“All of you true people, I hope you are well.”

Lu Chang’an remained composed, greeting both old and new faces with familiarity. He had been gone for almost a century, but the dan cultivation elders had only changed slightly. The way those older dan cultivators were holding back their anger but accepting their defeat brought a smile to Lu Chang’an’s lips.

These people didn’t know the true value of the sect’s lucky star, the one who had silently contributed to Jin Yun Valley in the past. Lu Chang’an didn’t bother to argue with them.

“May I ask, Elder Lu, where have you been for the past century?”

The speaker was a black-bearded elder, a mid-stage dan cultivator. His name was Miao, and Lu Chang’an vaguely remembered him.

If Lu Chang’an hadn’t become a true person, Miao Elder’s original plan was to sarcastically ask, “May I ask, True Immortal Lu, where were you ‘performing secret missions’ for the past century?”

“Well, where to begin? Back then, I was just an ordinary dan cultivator, not good at combat. I was targeted by Wan He Zhen Jun (万鹤真君, Wan He True Immortal) and Kong Que Sheng Nu (孔雀圣女, Peacock Holy Maiden) of the Beast King Valley (兽王谷, Beast King Valley) for my Xuan Shui Gui and my knowledge of beast-taming. They even used an inside man to try to kill me.”

“At that time, the Beast King Valley was very powerful. To avoid dragging Jin Yun Valley down and exposing it to greater pressure and losses in the demon sect war, I decided to flee the Daoist Alliance and find another place to cultivate…”

“Before I left, I informed Daoist Zhang.”

Lu Chang’an paused, glancing at Zhang Tian Feng.

“That is true. If Daoist Lu had remained in the Daoist Alliance, it would indeed have been dangerous, both for him personally and for Jin Yun Valley.”

Zhang Tian Feng nodded in agreement. The fact that Lu Chang’an had returned after successfully achieving the yuan ying stage proved the validity of his strategy, leaving no room for argument.

In the past ten thousand years, Zhang Tian Feng was the only true person to emerge from a non-yuan ying sect in Liang Guo. Moreover, this occurred during a time of war. This illustrates how challenging it is for ordinary cultivators to reach the pinnacle of the cultivation world, especially considering the rigidity of resources and social hierarchy.

“Later, I managed to achieve the yuan ying stage. Now, I am no longer afraid of Wan He Zhen Jun and Kong Que Sheng Nu’s lineage. It’s time for me to return to the sect.”

“This woman, Zhu Yu Ting (祝玉婷, Zhu Yu Ting), was an inside man and a traitor for the demon sect who worked for Jin Yun Valley. I captured her and brought her back, to be dealt with by the Law Enforcement Hall.”

Lu Chang’an finished speaking, handing Zhu Yu Ting over to the Law Enforcement Hall.

“Indeed, she is the traitor and demon sect insider from back then!”

Miao Elder confirmed her identity and bowed to Lu Chang’an in apology.

Hearing the True Immortal Lu’s reasonable explanation of the situation, the dan cultivation elders present felt their tense expressions relax. The Chang Qing Zhen Ren’s decision back then had been wise. It had protected him and avoided dragging the sect into trouble. If he had stayed in Liang Guo, the competition for resources and opportunities would have been fierce, and he would have faced external threats. It’s unlikely he would have achieved his current success.

…

After handing Zhu Yu Ting over to the Law Enforcement Hall, Lu Chang’an entered Jin Yun Valley under the escort of Zhang Tian Feng.

After becoming a yuan ying sect, the entrance of Jin Yun Valley had expanded slightly. The former location of the Grand Elder’s mountain had been transformed into the fourth-tier spirit vein training ground.

Da Ri Feng (大日峰, Great Sun Peak), where Lu Chang’an used to practice, still stood, but it had been transformed into a dwelling for another elder.

“Where is Tan’er?”

Lu Chang’an scanned his surroundings with his spiritual sense and asked.

Zhao Tan’er was Zhao Si Yao’s (赵思瑶, Zhao Si Yao) only female disciple and the descendant of the Zhao clan, whom Lu Chang’an treated like his own daughter.

Zhang Tian Feng replied, “Elder Zhao is stationed at the southeast border of Liang Guo, serving in the Daoist Alliance.”

Lu Chang’an nodded and silently calculated. The southeast border of Liang Guo was close to the Wan Yue Xian Cheng (望月仙城, Wan Yue Immortal City) and Heng Guo (恒国, Heng Country).

Speaking of which, the “Wu Ye Zhen” (无夜镇, No Night Town) established by Jiang Ye Chen (姜夜辰, Jiang Ye Chen) and Shi Xianzi (师仙子, Shi Xianzi) as a gathering place for dispersed cultivators and refugees was also in that general area.

“There’s a vacant mountain in the fourth-tier spirit vein region. Wait a few days, Daoist Lu, and the sect will prepare a dwelling training ground for you, according to your preferences.”

“No need to rush.”

Lu Chang’an followed Zhang Tian Feng to his Tian Feng Shan (天枫山, Tian Feng Mountain) training ground, which was built on the former Grand Elder’s mountain.

Tian Feng Shan was not very high, nestled next to a lake, with beautiful scenery.

The dwelling had only one or two old servants, but no maids or mistresses.

Zhang Tian Feng, from his time as a qi refining cultivator to the yuan ying stage, had never taken a Daoist companion. He had always cultivated alone, traveling everywhere in search of opportunities.

…

The two true people sat down, sipped tea, and reminisced. Zhang Tian Feng didn’t pry into Lu Chang’an’s whereabouts over the past century.

Their conversation mainly centered around the demon sect war and the current situation of the Daoist Alliance.

The Beast King Valley, apart from occupying half of the Daoist Alliance’s territory, had also seized an area equivalent in size to the Daoist Alliance in the rear, requiring them to manage and integrate these affiliated forces. Within the six demon sects, there were disputes over the division of resources in the conquered territories of the Eastern Domain.

The decades-long truce had been influenced by various factors – Ling Yu Zhen Jun (凌宇真君, Ling Yu True Immortal) and Qing Mu Zhen Jun’s (青木真君, Qing Mu True Immortal) local influence, the behind-the-scenes maneuvers of the Ten Xuan Men Sects (玄门十宗, Ten Xuan Men Sects), and the power struggle for resource allocation within the six demon sects.

Overall, the six demon sects had achieved their primary strategic objective in invading the Eastern Domain, establishing themselves in the area and subduating numerous forces. Next, they would gradually nibble away at tougher targets, such as the Seven Nations Alliance (七国盟, Seven Nations Alliance).

As for the three countries of the Daoist Alliance, the Beast King Valley had simply chosen not to pay the price for a full-scale invasion. Otherwise, they could easily have taken over the entire area.

“Decades ago, when the Daoist Alliance was on the verge of collapse, the Beast King Valley proposed that the remaining three countries become affiliates, requiring them to submit to the six demon sects and pay a certain percentage of their resources every year. From then on, the two sides would become allies and jointly invade other areas.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Chang’an’s heart skipped a beat. If they had agreed to that proposal at the time, Liang Guo would have become a demon sect affiliate, complicating his own situation. The Beast King Valley didn’t need more territory at the moment, so this proposal, although not entirely altruistic, was indeed tempting to the Daoist Alliance.

“At that time, some high-ranking members within the alliance were tempted, but Alliance Leader Chu rejected the proposal outright.”

Zhang Tian Feng paused here, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Lu Chang’an was thinking. The reason why Chu Tian Feng (楚天封, Chu Tian Feng) ultimately refused might be due to the support of Ling Yu Zhen Jun and the behind-the-scenes influence of the Ten Xuan Men Sects.

“Later, both sides compromised.”

“The Daoist Alliance agreed to a trade agreement with the Beast King Valley, establishing neutral trade zones where cultivators from both sides could trade and do business. The agreement stipulated that the Daoist Alliance could only trade with the Beast King Valley, and any other transactions would be considered smuggling. However, the Daoist Alliance is surrounded by the Beast King Valley. Apart from Liang Guo, which can barely communicate with Feng Yuan Guo (风元国, Feng Yuan Country), there are no other channels.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Chang’an’s expression turned serious, and he remained silent for a long time.

Even though the Beast King Valley had ceased fighting, they had launched another invisible war, a bloodless battle. Setting up intermediary trade zones wasn’t just about depriving the Daoist Alliance of economic benefits. They were also using the superiority of the demon sect camp, their abundant heritage resources… all kinds of soft power… to attract Daoist Alliance cultivators. After a couple of centuries, the Beast King Valley would be able to gradually infiltrate and assimilate the cultivation world of the three countries. If they could corrupt and bribe the high-ranking members, they could even trigger a peaceful transition, causing the Daoist Alliance to crumble from within.

Zhang Tian Feng also fell silent. The spirit tool’s analysis indicated that the Daoist Alliance would eventually be incorporated into the demon sect, whether through submission or resistance, the trend of the times was inevitable.

…

“If we only need to contend with one demon sect, the Beast King Valley, the Daoist Alliance’s strength shouldn’t be so far behind. If another mid-stage yuan ying cultivator emerges, would it be possible to turn the tide?”

Lu Chang’an asked tentatively.

Having returned from the Great Abyss, he had seen or heard about many forces similar to the Beast King Valley, so he wasn’t as afraid.

Zhang Tian Feng looked at Lu Chang’an, pondering for a moment before replying, “It’s difficult! The Beast King Valley has the upper hand and is careful not to jeopardize their position. They have never used all their strength in a desperate battle, for fear of excessive losses. Moreover, they have been aided by the infiltration and subversive tactics of the Wu Jian Men (无间门, No Interruption Gate), which cannot be ignored.”

“To turn the tide, we would need to kill a mid-stage yuan ying cultivator from the Beast King Valley.”

Kill a mid-stage yuan ying cultivator?

Lu Chang’an shook his head. It was indeed a daunting task.

There are three levels of difficulty in confronting a mid-stage yuan ying cultivator: resisting them, defeating them, and killing them.

The two Dragons of the Middle Domain, famous throughout the Great Abyss, couldn’t manage the last one. That was a realm reserved for great yuan ying cultivators.

“Furthermore, we need to kill the Grand Elder of the Beast King Valley, one of the leaders of the demon sect, otherwise, we may not be able to turn the tide. But this is something that almost no one in the entire Great Qing can achieve.”

Zhang Tian Feng shook his head and added.

“Leader of the demon sect? What kind of power does the Grand Elder of the Beast King Valley possess?”

In Lu Chang’an’s memory, the last yuan ying true person of the Ao Yue Gong (傲月宫, Ao Yue Palace) had perished at the hands of the Grand Elder of the Beast King Valley.

“Decades ago, the ‘Qing Mu Zhen Jun,’ who was famed throughout the Eastern Domain, was ambushed and seriously injured, almost killed, by the Grand Elder of the Beast King Valley, along with a mid-stage yuan ying cultivator from the Wu Jian Men.”

“According to intelligence from the Ten Xuan Men Sects, the Grand Elder of the Beast King Valley is practically immortal. This leader of the demon sect possesses a magical fourth-tier celestial silkworm. Although he is not skilled in direct combat, this silkworm grants its host longevity and preserves their youth. Every century or so, this mysterious celestial silkworm can grant its host the ability to ‘transform and be reborn.’”

“A few centuries ago, the Grand Elder of the Beast King Valley was besieged by multiple yuan ying true people from the Ten Xuan Men Sects, leading to a heavy price. He was left exhausted, critically injured, and on the verge of death. But then, he ‘transformed and was reborn’ on the spot. His injuries healed instantly, and his spiritual energy was restored to its peak, causing those Ten Xuan Men true people, who had paid a heavy price, to collapse in despair…”

Zhang Tian Feng’s voice was tinged with helplessness.

Lu Chang’an could imagine the scene of utter despair. The heavy price they paid to kill a mid-stage yuan ying cultivator, using every last resource and method… And then, the target simply revived with full health and energy. What a punch in the gut!

“Truly worthy of being one of the leaders of the demon sect.”

In Lu Chang’an’s memory, the Grand Elder of the Beast King Valley was likely among the top three in the six demon sects.

Having learned more about the secrets of the demon sect, Lu Chang’an realized that one or two yuan ying cultivators couldn’t possibly reverse the tide of the demon sect’s invasion of the Eastern Domain. Unless a great yuan ying cultivator, one who ruled over a region, forced the six demon sects to surrender and retreat from the prosperous Middle Domain of the Great Qing.

Lu Chang’an’s return to the Great Qing meant that he could now protect himself, perhaps even influence local events, but he couldn’t yet control the fate of the Eastern Domain.

…

The two true people talked until late at night. Then, Lu Chang’an took his leave and stayed in a guest room within the sect, waiting for his dwelling training ground to be prepared.

“Iron Bro, that kid has a lot of good stuff, and it seems he has some sea realm specialties. This spirit tool can confirm that he has some rare materials for repairing spiritual treasures.”

A childish voice, but with a seasoned tone, echoed in Zhang Tian Feng’s mind.

“Sea realm specialties? Daoist Lu has been to the overseas realms, or near the sea realm?”

Zhang Tian Feng was startled, a surprised expression on his face.

The Great Qing was an inland world. Apart from its ancient heritage, it was difficult to find new sea realm specialties.

“Daoist Lu is brave enough to return to the Great Qing. His strength must be comparable to ‘Qing Mu Zhen Jun,’ capable of challenging a mid-stage yuan ying cultivator. I may not have anything that would pique his interest.”

Zhang Tian Feng chuckled through his spiritual sense. He opened his palm and produced a black, tattered metal stick. At first glance, it looked like a fire poker. Over hundreds of years, Zhang Tian Feng had used the initial fragments of the spiritual treasure to absorb numerous essences of gold and iron, seeking to integrate two fragments of spiritual treasure from the Eastern Domain of the Great Qing, as guided by the spirit tool.

Additionally, he used his masterful refining skills to incorporate numerous refined materials from the fourth-tier and above. This resulted in a barely-complete, broken spiritual treasure.

The current, broken spiritual treasure was slightly superior to a standard top-tier magical treasure, with some of the miraculous aspects of a true spiritual treasure. Due to the spirit tool’s dominant presence, it required lower spiritual energy consumption.

It was still a long way from becoming a true spiritual treasure, but there was a clear path. Zhang Tian Feng was satisfied, after all, the spirit tool had served several masters, including at least one great yuan ying cultivator, not to mention a few heavenly jun (天君, Heavenly Jun) cultivators.

“Don’t worry, Iron Bro!”

The spirit tool sounded proud.

“That kid obtained the Black Heaven Wings (黑天翼, Black Heaven Wings) from Black Feather Zhen Jun (黑羽真君, Black Feather True Immortal). If he wants to modify them to suit himself and unleash their true power, ordinary fourth-tier refiners can’t do it. But I have a workable plan. Moreover, Qing Mu Zhen Jun and Lu Chang’an both practice the Chang Qing Gong (长青功, Eternal Green Art). They are enemies, and he will need your help.”

(End of Chapter)

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