Daily Divination From Market Rogue Cultivator To Immortal Venerable - Chapter 459

Chapter 459 Endless Funeral, One Heart Cave (Seeking Subscription)

Li Chang’an frowned slightly, having calculated many times, but still couldn’t see through the blood-red mist.

Clearly,

this war between the righteous and demonic paths was far from over.

However, True Monarch Tianming had already ordered the demonic cultivators of the five demonic sects to retreat in turn.

Many demonic cultivators could be seen with resentment on their faces, seemingly feeling that it shouldn’t end like this.

Before this great battle, the demonic path had consistently held the advantage, their apparent strength far surpassing that of the righteous path, yet the final result was a draw.

Even the righteous cultivators hadn’t expected such an outcome.

Before this, most of them had prepared to die here.

“Is it really over?”

Many righteous cultivators were still somewhat bewildered.

From the appearance of Tianming’s second Nascent Soul to his true form, and then to the appearance of True Monarch Fusheng, everything had happened too quickly.

Many people’s emotions had fluctuated repeatedly, feeling as if they were dreaming.

“After this battle, the cultivation world should be able to enjoy peace for a long time, right?”

“The demonic path also suffered heavy losses and needs to recuperate. We should never experience such a great battle again in our lifetime.” “

Fortunately, there is True Monarch Fusheng…”

Looking at the figure under the sky, many righteous cultivators were filled with reverence and admiration.

Fusheng single-handedly turned the tide of the entire battle.

As long as he was there, the peak strength of the righteous and demonic sides was equal.

On the demonic side, many eyes were also focused on True Monarch Fusheng.

“This person is clearly troubled by love and has been immersed in dreams for many years. How could he have cultivated to this level?”

Old Demon Senluo frowned, unable to understand, and even suspected that everything was an illusion.

But he had lost the power of a billion souls, and his strength was almost gone. He had no ability to test Fusheng.

Tianming slowly spoke, “The Way of Dreams is also a Way. This person’s talent is extraordinary, no less than mine. He seems to be lost in dreams, but in reality, he is cultivating the art of the Way of Dreams. If the world changes, he has a chance to reach the Divine Transformation stage!”

Upon hearing this, many old demons were shocked.

They knew how terrifying Tianming’s talent was.

Compared to Tianming, all the geniuses and prodigies of the demonic path were nothing.

Yet Tianming said that Fusheng’s talent was no weaker than his.

“Tianming, could he just be bluffing?”

Wanle Zhenjun was the most unwilling, because he had used up all his Divine Transformation trump cards and was unwilling to retreat like this.

In this battle between the righteous and the demonic, his personal losses were quite heavy.

“It’s not bluffing.”

Tianming’s tone was calm, suppressing Wanle’s doubts.

Upon hearing this, Wanle was unwilling, but he did not speak again.

Having lost his Divine Transformation trump cards, he was only a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, not even as good as Tianming’s second Nascent Soul, let alone Tianming’s main body. He dared not question him too much.

Now, Tianming was the absolute leader of the demonic path.

And so it was.

The demonic army retreated like a receding tide.

They arrived with overwhelming force, but left utterly deflated, like a group of wilted eggplants.

“The outcome of this battle was truly unexpected.”

“Indeed.”

Many members of the ancient cultivation sects couldn’t help but sigh.

Everyone was equally shocked by the cultivation levels of Tianming and Fusheng; even in ancient times, peak Nascent Soul cultivators were rare.

One more step forward, and they would be at the Divine Transformation stage, capable of stirring up storms in the cultivation world.

“As long as these two don’t encounter any accidents, the righteous and demonic paths should no longer fight.”

“We can all live in peace.”

Thinking of this, Tang Yan and the others felt somewhat fortunate.

They were actually inclined towards the righteous path and disliked killing and war; the current situation was best for them.

“Hopefully, the demonic path won’t cause any more trouble.”

The crowd departed one after another.

Li Chang’an, the old tortoise, and Lin Xuanyan’s puppet did not leave, remaining where they were.

They all wanted to know if True Monarch Fusheng had truly become a peak Nascent Soul cultivator.

However,

True Monarch Fusheng was still confronting Tianming.

No one spoke, silently waiting for the standoff to end.

About an hour later, the battlefield between the righteous and demonic forces was deserted of ordinary demonic cultivators.

The demonic cultivators of the five demonic sects and their affiliated sects and families had all left the battlefield.

Only Tianming and the other demonic True Monarchs remained.

Tianming calmly invited True Monarch

Fusheng, “Fellow Daoist Fusheng, if you have time in the future, you are welcome to visit my Netherworld Soul Sect and explore the path to Nascent Soul together.”

“Alright,”

True Monarch Fusheng replied indifferently.

Afterwards, Tianming did not linger, leading many Nascent Soul old demons away.

In the blink of an eye, the old demons disappeared into the horizon.

Li Chang’an immediately activated his puppet, soaring into the sky towards the location of the many righteous Nascent Soul cultivators.

“Fellow Daoist Lin.”

“Fellow Daoist Lin, you’ve come at just the right time. Do you have any Fire Cloud Crystals?” “Fellow Daoist Lin

, what do you think will happen to the demonic path in the future?”

“…”

Zhuque and the others greeted him.

Although Li Chang’an had not participated in the battle, they all felt it was nothing to worry about.

From beginning to end, Li Chang’an had not joined any righteous force, nor had he owed them any favors, and had even been repeatedly invited by the demonic path.

His neutrality was already quite remarkable.

Furthermore, whether it was the Cui family’s blood pool or the outbreak in the Desert Sand Clan’s small world, Li Chang’an had greatly helped the righteous path.

Now, the only one who made everyone uncomfortable was Cang Hong of the Vermilion Bird Sect.

As one of the few mid-Nascent Soul cultivators from the righteous path, Cang Hong hadn’t shown himself from start to finish, remaining in seclusion at the Vermilion Bird Sect, showing no responsibility whatsoever.

Azure Dragon True Monarch asked, “Fellow Daoist Vermilion Bird, has Cang Hong shown any sign of support?”

Vermilion Bird shook his head: “No, he’s still in seclusion.”

“I think he’s clearly afraid of battle!”

Black Sand True Monarch’s expression was cold, his tone somewhat unfriendly.

“Perhaps, once we are defeated, he will announce his departure from seclusion and directly defect to the demonic path!”

“Enough, let’s not say more. Cang Hong ultimately didn’t truly defect to the demonic path.”

“Hmm, it’s good enough that the old man didn’t stab us in the back…”

After a few words, everyone put down the topic and focused their attention on the returning True Monarch Fusheng.

True Monarch Fusheng had already concealed his aura, looking ordinary, as if he were a mortal.

Everyone had countless questions about this fellow cultivator who had been asleep for over four hundred years.

True Monarch Qinglong was still the first to ask.

“Fusheng, have you overcome that hurdle?”

Everyone present knew that the hurdle referred to was the hurdle of love.

Throughout history, countless cultivators had been trapped at this hurdle, making it impossible to make any progress.

True Monarch Fusheng’s expression was indifferent: “Senior brother, why treat it as a barrier? It’s just a part of the journey.”

He gently shook his head, then left, disappearing from everyone’s perception.

Everyone looked at each other, not quite understanding.

In fact, most of them wanted to ask how to cultivate to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

But Fusheng had already left, and they had no chance.

“Alright, everyone, go back and recover from your injuries. Take stock of all the losses from this battle, and then explore the Thousand Mine Caves again. We must find out what treasures lie beneath.”

“If it really is a Nascent Soul treasure, Fusheng can use it too.”

“That’s right!”

Everyone quickly reached a consensus.

Taking advantage of the Demonic Path’s retreat, they must find out what lies beneath the Thousand Mine Caves at all costs.

If True Monarch Fusheng can achieve Nascent Soul status through the opportunity in the Thousand Mine Caves, the Demonic Path will have no chance.

The Righteous Path will unify the entire cultivation world!

Perhaps, after True Monarch Fusheng achieves Nascent Soul status, he can find the legendary Ascension Platform and take them to the Immortal Realm to enjoy the immortal substances of longevity.

“The Thousand Mine Caves…”

Listening to everyone’s conversation, Li Chang’an seemed to be deep in thought.

Could it be that his unease did not come from the Demonic Path, but from the Thousand Mine Caves?

The Nascent Soul cultivators of the Righteous Path were all determined that perhaps they could really find out what lies beneath the Thousand Mine Caves.

“It seems my true body will have to stay in the Black Dragon Mountains and can’t return to the Central Region. If I unearth something unimaginable, the entire Central Region might cease to exist.”

Li Chang’an had made up his mind.

During the time he was excavating the Thousand Mines on the righteous path, he would try to keep his true body away from the Central Region unless absolutely necessary.

The old tortoise thought the same thing.

“Fellow Daoist Lin, we need to hide, the farther the better. I feel this matter isn’t over yet.”

“Mm.”

After a conversation, they parted ways.

In the following days,

Li Chang’an practiced array techniques underground in the Black Dragon Mountains.

His array technique rank was getting closer and closer to the middle level of the fourth rank, just one step away.

“In at most ten days, I’ll be able to take that step.”

Li Chang’an had already sensed the opportunity for a breakthrough.

He wasn’t in a hurry, his mind was very peaceful, and he would stop from time to time to comprehend and check the news from all sides.

After that great battle, the entire cultivation world seemed desolate and bleak. The various immortal cities and markets were deserted, and everywhere was draped in mourning.

Li Chang’an’s avatar at the Zixia Sect received an overwhelming number of funeral invitations.

Many cultivators he had known in the past had died in this battle.

Song Yu’er asked softly, “Senior, are you going to attend a funeral?”

“No.”

There were too many funerals for Li Chang’an to attend to.

He simply had some gifts sent out casually.

Afterward, he picked up the news about the Thousand Mine Caves and examined it carefully.

In the past few days…

The righteous forces had exhausted almost every means possible.

But the large mines at the center of the Thousand Mines seemed like bottomless pits, yielding no results no matter what methods they employed.

In the end,

it seemed only one option remained:

send a living Nascent Soul True Monarch down to investigate!

However, the events of the Xuanwu True Monarch thousands of years ago were

still vivid in everyone’s minds. Everyone knew that a Nascent Soul cultivator might not return.

But if they didn’t find out the truth, the demonic path would likely attack again, and if Tianming truly achieved the Divine Transformation realm, the cultivation world would never know peace.

“What do you all think we should do about this?”

Outside the Thousand Mines, everyone looked at each other in silence.

After a long while,

True Monarch Hanfeng stepped forward.

“I’ll give it a try.”

His expression was calm, his tone even, as if he was prepared to face anything.

True Monarch Suzaku shook his head: “Fellow Daoist Hanfeng, there’s no need for this. This matter still needs discussion.”

“We’ve exhausted all means; what’s the use of further discussion?”

True Monarch Hanfeng looked around, seemingly questioning Suzaku, but in reality, he was asking everyone.

No one knew how to respond, and remained silent.

“I am a Tribulation Cultivator, with a terrible reputation. I’ve tried everything, but I barely managed to cross the threshold of the False Infant Realm. I know you’ve all looked down on me and despised me.”

“I only want to tell you all that after I formed my Infant Realm, I haven’t engaged in plundering. I’ve repaid the cultivators I plundered. All rumors about me continuing to plunder are untrue.”

True Monarch Hanfeng spoke slowly.

As he spoke, his gaze gradually shifted to the central mines, a resolute look appearing in his eyes.

“Everyone, I’m going.”

With that, he strode towards the mine entrance.

Azure Dragon and the others had complex expressions, hesitant to speak, but ultimately remained silent, letting Hanfeng enter the mine and disappear from their sight.

Not long after, news came from within the Suzaku Sect.

The soul lamp of True Monarch Hanfeng went out.

Upon hearing this news,

everyone’s expressions darkened.

“Fellow Daoist Hanfeng, may you rest in peace!”

They all sighed and bowed in respect towards the mine where Hanfeng had disappeared.

Not long after,

Li Chang’an also learned of the news.

He couldn’t help but feel a little emotional: “It seems I misunderstood Fellow Daoist Hanfeng back then.”

Back then, he wanted to exchange for the Core Formation Water in True Monarch Hanfeng’s possession, but he was afraid that True Monarch Hanfeng would kill to steal the treasure, simply because his reputation was too bad. He had

no choice

but to devise the Method of Faith. Only

after achieving Nascent Soul through the Method of Faith did he dare to go to Hanfeng.

Now, thinking back, he was indeed too cautious at the time, but caution is never a bad thing.

Even if he had to do it again, he would do the same.

Time flies, and several days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day,

Luo Qiantong suddenly sent a message.

“Uncle Li, there’s news about the One Heart Pill!”

“Oh?”

Li Chang’an immediately used his clone, changing his identity to Li Fan, and entered the black market outside Changqing Immortal City to discuss the matter in detail with Luo Qiantong.

Luo Qiantong informed him, “Uncle Li, recently all the righteous forces have been investigating the Thousand Mine Caves. Are you aware of this?”

“I know.”

“Early this morning, deep within a mine on the edge of the Thousand Mine Caves, someone discovered the alchemy notes of a senior named ‘Mu Yixin.'”

“Mu Yixin?”

Hearing this name, Li Chang’an’s spirits lifted.

This person was a disciple of Dan Chengzi, and it was she who created the One Heart Pill.

“Uncle Li, please take a look…”

Luo Qiantong presented the information, letting Li Chang’an make his own judgment.

According to the information,

in the area where the notes were discovered, a cave dwelling has also appeared.

This cave dwelling is protected by an array.

It has not yet been opened.

Many people suspect that it may be Mu Yixin’s cave dwelling.

If one can enter it, there might be hope of obtaining her alchemy inheritance.

“In her alchemy inheritance, there is naturally the formula for the One Heart Pill!”

Upon seeing this…

Without hesitation, Li Chang’an immediately dispatched a puppet located near the Thousand Mine Caves.

However, upon arriving outside the mine, he learned that the cave dwelling had already been opened.

Many cultivators were leaving the mine, all showing expressions of disappointment.

Li Chang’an stopped one of them and asked,

“Fellow Daoist, what happened here? I heard about a senior’s cave dwelling.”

“Yes, I heard about it too, so I rushed over, but the cave dwelling is completely empty, there’s nothing there.”

“Really nothing?”

“Why would I lie to you?”

The man pointed to the other cultivators.

“We all saw the cave dwelling opened with our own eyes. It was completely empty, not even a speck of dust, let alone any inheritance!”

Li Chang’an then asked several more people, and the results were consistent.

After a while,

he personally went deep into the mine to inspect the cave dwelling.

“Indeed, it’s completely empty.”

Li Chang’an frowned and entered the cave dwelling.

The cave dwelling wasn’t large, and it didn’t seem to be a place for long-term residence, but rather a temporary place set up for rest.

“Could there be a hidden area?”

Li Chang’an spread his divine sense, searching carefully, but still found nothing.

Inside the cave, there were many other cultivators searching like him.

Ultimately,

everyone came up empty-handed.

Li Chang’an temporarily gave up the search and instead inquired about the whereabouts of the alchemy manual.

Luo Qiantong handed over a portrait.

“Uncle Li, according to the information gathered by my subordinates, that alchemy manual was taken away by a mysterious powerhouse. That person’s cultivation is extremely high, most likely a Nascent Soul cultivator, but not any Nascent Soul True Monarch ever seen in either the righteous or demonic paths.”

“A mysterious powerhouse?”

Li Chang’an took the portrait and immediately recognized the person in it.

The sect leader of the Ancient Cultivation Sect, and also the highest-ranking person in the entire sect on the surface.

Gu Yuhe!

This person was a revived cultivator from the Ancient Pill Cauldron Sect, a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, a fourth-tier mid-grade alchemist, skilled in using magic pills in combat.

Previously, during the battle between the righteous and demonic paths, Li Chang’an had watched it with her and even discussed the final outcome of the battle.

“This person has a good temper and is relatively easy to talk to. As long as I pay a certain price, I should be able to get her to show me the contents of that alchemy manual.”

Thinking of this,

Li Chang’an immediately took out his communication artifact and inquired about the alchemy manual from Gu Yuhe.

Soon, Gu Yuhe replied, arranging to meet him in Ziyun Immortal City.

Not long after…

Li Chang’an arrived at Ziyun Immortal City and entered the cave dwelling where the two had agreed to meet.

This matter was of utmost importance, so he didn’t use his clone but came in his true form.

After a while, a streak of light flew from the horizon, landing outside the cave dwelling and transforming into a female cultivator in a dark green dress.

It was Gu Yuhe!

She was slender and graceful, with flowing black hair and a faint fragrance of lotus leaves. She met Li Chang’an.

“Fellow Daoist Li, are you also interested in Senior Mu Yixin’s inheritance?”

The two were already acquainted, so she skipped the pleasantries and directly inquired about this matter.

Li Chang’an nodded: “I’ve heard that Senior Mu is the disciple of the legendary Senior Dan Chengzi. I have long admired Senior

Dan Chengzi and wish I could have been born in the same era as him.” The way to deal with the Dan Ding Sect members was simple:

praise Dan Chengzi!

Li Chang’an already knew that the entire Dan Ding Sect, from top to bottom, held Dan Chengzi in the highest esteem.

Sure enough.

Hearing Li Chang’an’s words, a bright smile immediately appeared on Gu Yuhe’s pretty face.

“Fellow Daoist Li also admires Senior Dan Chengzi. It seems you have a connection with my Dan Ding Sect. It’s a pity you belong to the Xuanqi Sect. The days of my Nine Great Immortal Sects are long gone, otherwise I would definitely recommend you to join the sect.”

As she spoke, she took out a jade slip.

She told Li Chang’an

that the jade slip contained Mu Yixin’s alchemy notes.

It contained the refining process and insights of many rare pills.

Most of those insights were profound, and even as a mid-grade fourth-level alchemist, Gu Yuhe could only understand a small part.

Li Chang’an asked, “Fellow Daoist Gu, is there a formula for the Yixin Pill in it?”

“No, but this jade slip has a connection with me. If I follow this connection, I might be able to find Senior Mu’s inheritance!”

Hearing this, Li Chang’an’s heart stirred slightly.

“Fellow Daoist Gu, may I sense it?”

“Of course.”

Gu Yuhe immediately handed the jade slip to Li Chang’an.

She spoke frankly, “Fellow Daoist Li, I am an alchemist, so I can sense things, but you are a weapon refiner, so perhaps you can’t sense anything.”

“I’ll give it a try,”

Li Chang’an smiled, took the jade slip, and focused his attention on sensing it.

(End of Chapter)