A Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu’s Rebirth as the Reincarnation Dao Ancestor - Chapter 251

Chapter 247 This Chaotic Star Sea is no longer safe to stay in.

From Ling Xiaofeng’s perspective,

there was only one perfect solution he could think of.

That was to seize control of his pseudo-spiritual root body and then use methods such as “artifact spiritual root” or “elixir spiritual root” to replenish the final metal-attribute spiritual root.

Calculating the time, Ling Xiaofeng and Wen Qing’s lifespan limit was the original owner’s 480 or 490 years, which was nearly 500 years old.

In other words, they still had nearly 300 years left.

Enough to complete a series of things after the seizure:

the Nascent Soul of the Primordial Empress would only need to consume a portion of his cultivation essence to improve the physical body, allowing it to fully accommodate the power of the Primordial Empress. This level of essence consumption would at most cause a drop of one minor realm.

After the seizure, it would take several decades to replenish the lost essence and return to the peak of the Primordial Empress realm. Although a minor realm would drop, the bottleneck would be negligible.

Then, he would find a way to replenish the spiritual root missing in the seized body.

Next, he would pour all the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light he had cultivated into the body he was possessing.

Finally, he would use his remaining lifespan to cultivate the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light to its full potential, thus attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul stage!

For Ling Xiaofeng alone, achieving mastery of the Divine Light would be very difficult.

However, with Wen Qing’s cooperation, the difficulty would be halved.

If he could truly achieve Nascent Soul before his lifespan ended, the crisis facing the Star Palace and the lifespan problem Ling Xiaofeng himself faced would be easily resolved.

In other words,

the probability of Ling Xiaofeng possessing him was extremely high.

“What I hate most in my life is those who try to possess me.”

“Tianxing…the Twin Saints.”

Originally, he wanted to become the Twin Saints’ son-in-law, which would be a win-win situation. He could cleverly solve the Twin Saints’ problems using the Rejuvenating Water and the longevity-extending elixirs from the Great Jin Dynasty.

He could also share three Creation Pills with the Star Palace:

one for each of the Twin Saints and one for Ling Yuling.

Not only that, he could also cooperate with the Star Palace to launch a backstabbing attack on the Reverse Star Alliance when they were gathering on a large scale, and even cooperate with the Twin Saints to give the Six Paths Extreme Saint and Wan Sangu a big surprise.

But plans can’t keep up with changes.

“Now…”

“Let’s just go back to the original track.”

There was no need for him to mess around. He

could just wait for the Twin Saints to self-destruct, and then pick up the pieces to deal with the Six Paths Extreme Saint who was severely injured (or rather, deal with the possessed Wan Tianming).

Right now, the more he interfered, the more unexpected things happened, and the more uncontrollable the situation became, even to the point where it was completely contrary to his plan.

So why bother anymore?

Looking back, the situation of him, Barbarian Beard, and Qing Yi was very delicate:

Wan Sangu would definitely not give them a good look because of Wan Tianming.

Barbarian Beard felt uneasy about the Six Paths Extreme Saint who desperately needed a corpse. And

now it was his turn to feel uneasy about the Twin Saints of the Heavenly Star.

In short: Three of them had offended all four late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in the Chaotic Star Sea.

Luckily, the four weren’t allies.

Alright.

Better keep a low profile.

The core cultivators of the Xuan Tian Sect should first withdraw from the Inner Star Sea and head to the edge of the Inner Sea, to the desolate, untamed sea areas.

For example, the “Sky-Reaching Mist Sea.”

That sea area is perpetually shrouded in mist, covering an area exceeding ten million miles.

Once inside, even late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators would be helpless.

He couldn’t afford to offend them, so he could at least avoid them.

“This Chaotic Star Sea… I can’t stay here any longer.”

…

Just as Han Li returned to the Kui Xing Island sea area.

Tianxing City.

Holy Mountain.

Seventy-ninth floor.

In the cave dwelling area with the best spiritual vein quality, several Ling family disciples with pseudo-spiritual roots were cultivating.

These Ling family disciples were all descendants of the deceased brother of Ling Xiaofeng, the Palace Master.

On this day, a cave dwelling opened, and a young man emerged.

As soon as the young man stepped out of his cave, a Core Formation cultivator appeared out of nowhere and asked,

“How did it go?”

The middle-aged Core Formation cultivator was slightly nervous.

The young man being asked was also a little nervous, but more than that, he was excited:

“Ninth Uncle, I did it! With the help of a large number of rare pills, I’ve raised my cultivation to the late Foundation Establishment stage!”

“Good boy.”

The middle-aged man was overjoyed.

Nearly thirty years of continuously investing resources to cultivate him had finally yielded some small results.

Heaven knows how many resources the two Saints had poured into cultivating this junior who was once only at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

He was even a little envious.

“How long do you estimate it will take you to reach the peak of the late stage?”

“That’s hard to estimate…”

“Because you’ve run out of pills?”

“No, but it’ll be soon.”

The young man’s cheeks flushed, and his eyes darted away, quite embarrassed.

He also knew how much cultivation resources he had consumed over the years.

But he couldn’t refuse the gift of an elder.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Those elixirs and miraculous medicines were enough for the family to cultivate several disciples with good spiritual root aptitude, yet the patriarch used them to cultivate this junior with pseudo-spiritual root.

It’s unclear what the two saints were thinking.

Meanwhile…

Eighty-one floors.

Inside the palace where Ling Xiaofeng and Wen Qing resided, the two were brewing tea and discussing the Dao, one frowning, the other with a worried expression.

“Are you really going to possess these pseudo-spiritual root disciples?”

The female cultivator with skin as white as snow blew on her tea and asked, her expression unreadable.

“Qing’er, we… have no choice.”

Ling Xiaofeng clenched his fist:

“That brat from the White Water Sword Sect has been hiding and hasn’t come out, he must have sensed something. Otherwise, why would I need to cultivate my clansmen for possession?” “

But it’s fortunate that he hasn’t shown himself, which allowed me to think of a more perfect solution.”

Why choose to cultivate his own pseudo-spiritual root clansmen instead of capturing other pseudo-spiritual root rogue cultivators for

cultivation and possession? Of course, it was to keep the benefits within the family.

To leave two precious bodies for the Ling family, and for his daughter Ling Yuling.

It turns out that the soul of the clansman being possessed wouldn’t be directly devoured! Instead, it would be separated from the body beforehand by a spell, voluntarily abandoning the physical form.

Afterwards:

either place them in a rare treasure container made of Soul-Nourishing Wood to preserve their primordial spirits,

or arrange for them to possess other rogue cultivators with good spiritual root aptitude, occupying those empty shells that only retain physical bodies without any primordial spirits.

If the couple still fails to reach the Nascent Soul stage, they will leave these two bodies, which they have modified and strengthened over two hundred years, to these Ling family disciples.

Since these Ling family disciples abandoned their bodies at the Core Formation stage, their lifespans will still be quite long after two hundred years. Returning to their respective bodies, to two bodies that have been tempered and nourished by the essence of the Primordial Empress for many years, their cultivation will definitely be twice as effective. Putting aside

everything else ,

the chances of reaching the Nascent Soul stage are extremely high.

Because they have already cleared away most of the obstacles on the way.

The only remaining obstacle is the inner demon tribulation.

Furthermore, besides the benefit of “turning trash into genius,” these two bodies will naturally possess a certain degree of primordial magnetic divine light.

If they could continue down their path and specialize further, it might be possible to make up for their failure to reach the Nascent Soul stage.

The key is that the restrictions on their two bodies were left behind by them. The control tokens will be given to their daughter,

effectively giving her two more highly promising family bodyguards.

“You’ve made public the search for that Han boy from the White Water Sword Sect; aren’t you afraid he’ll die at the hands of the Reverse Star Alliance cultivators?”

Wen Qing asked again.

Ling Xiaofeng took a sip of tea, unconcerned:

“So what if he’s dead? I’ve already given up on that body. I think the pseudo-spiritual root disciple of the Ling family that I nurtured won’t disappoint us.”

The beautiful woman, however, sensed a hint of stubbornness in his words.

Why did she feel that her husband was somewhat embarrassed and angry, hence this desperate measure?

“He did save Yu Ling’s life, after all. It’s not very fair of you to betray him like this.”

“Because of him, I’ve wasted over forty years, and I’ll be delayed for another ten years or so. Originally, I thought of finding him a body with dual spiritual roots or even a special physique for him to possess, so he wouldn’t suffer losses, and I would try my best to compensate him. But he’s been hiding from the White Water Sword Sect for decades, and from us for decades too.”

Ling Xiaofeng was getting angrier and angrier as he spoke:

“You know, the White Water Sword Sect was a pawn I personally planted, and that pseudo-spiritual root brat surnamed Han is a cultivator of the White Water Sword Sect. Why didn’t he respond to the White Water Sword Sect’s call? Why did he treat my orders like air?”

Wen Qing was silent for a moment, then sighed softly:

“He doesn’t seem to have used the White Water Sword Sect’s channels to obtain cultivation resources, but instead gave the White Water Sword Sect some favors. He probably doesn’t owe us anything.”

Ling Xiaofeng’s breath hitched upon hearing this.

After a moment’s hesitation, he nodded:

“Alright, I’ll withdraw the bounty search for him.”

“If you withdraw now, he might die even faster…”

“It was my miscalculation.”

Was it a miscalculation, or intentional?

…

Ling Xiaofeng still believed his little tricks could borrow the energy of the Reverse Star Alliance, allowing him to target Han Li from both sides. He intended

to give Han Li a life-or-death test as a lesson.

However, he completely failed to grasp Han Li’s true cultivation level.

He also couldn’t have foreseen that Kui Xing Island was already deserted.

Han Li appeared beside the ancient teleportation array.

He was alone.

The others were still in the human seed bag.

The future rise of the Xuan Tian Sect was at stake; the ancient teleportation couldn’t afford any mistakes.

Therefore, caution was paramount . No

one objected.

A month later, when everyone emerged from the human seed bag.

Tiannan, Southern Region.

The Nine Kingdoms Alliance territory.

On a thousand-foot-high mountain, eight figures looked around, some gazing into the distance, each with different feelings.

“Is this Tiannan?”

Barbarian Beard and Qing Yi were the most excited.

Barbarian Beard, warlike, was already prepared to spar with the cultivators of the same level here.

“We’re back.”

Gan Rushuang’s heart was the most complex.

“Is this my husband’s hometown?”

Yuan Yaoyan’s heart was the calmest.

Mei Ning and Wen Siyue, on the other hand, were the curious type.

(End of Chapter)