“So he couldn’t withstand the blow and actively asked his parents to send him away from Mount Morality Immortal…”
Lin Yuan immediately found the reason from his memories.
The original body couldn’t practice cultivation, yet with a prominent ancestral background, none of the true disciples or sequence disciples of the Daode Immortal Sect dared to bully him.
However, living within the Daode Immortal Sect and facing those disciples flying back and forth every day, he couldn’t help but feel depressed.
In front of him, disciples of the Immortal Sect who bowed and scraped held strengths and means that far exceeded his own.
Under such extreme contrasts over a long time, Jun Wuji simply had his parents send him away.
The reason Mount Morality Immortal was called ‘Immortal Mountain’ was because its spiritual energy was so abundant it nearly took physical form.
Practicing cultivation there had immeasurable benefits for any cultivator.
But Jun Wuji… didn’t need any spiritual energy. Without a spirit root, no amount of spiritual energy was of use.
Therefore, Mount Morality Immortal wasn’t as important to Jun Wuji as one might imagine.
“This is good too.”
Lin Yuan nodded slightly, quite satisfied.
If he were still at Mount Morality Immortal, under the watchful eyes of an Ancient Saint of Refinement Void, Lin Yuan would have to be very cautious at first.
The Ancient Saint of Refinement Void was one of the strongest existences in this realm, capable of plucking stars and seizing the moon with the flick of a wrist. In the hierarchy of the Main World, he was equivalent to a Sixth-Rank Evolver.
Moreover, the Founding Artefact of the Immortal Sect wielded destructive powers capable of annihilating heavens and earth.
An Ancient Saint of Refinement Void in possession of the Sect’s Founding Artefact was an invincible existence.
This was why the Daode Immortal Sect could occupy the Central Divine Continent, so long as there was no break in the lineage of Ancient Saints.
It was the most formidable force of the current era, without equal.
“This must be Cloud Mist Blessed Land, right?”
Lin Yuan observed carefully. Although the original body couldn’t cultivate, he still had some understanding of the common knowledge in the cultivation world.
In the Central Divine Continent, there are seventy-two caves and one hundred and eight blessed lands.
They are second only to Mount Morality Immortal, the top-tier cultivation sites.
Among them, Cloud Mist Blessed Land is one of the one hundred and eight blessed lands, its nature’s spiritual energy so rich that it can sustain the daily practice and breakthroughs of Nascent Soul cultivators.
Unwilling to stay at Mount Morality Immortal any longer, Jun Wuji’s parents cleared out one of the one hundred and eight blessed lands, Cloud Mist Blessed Land, for him to live in, evidently doting greatly on their son.
Cloud Mist Blessed Land was close to Mount Morality Immortal, so in case something happened, the cultivators of the Immortal Sect could quickly come to aid.
“Family love…”
Jun Wuji had a good relationship with his parents, his elder brother, and younger sister, even the grandfather of the Immortal Sect Leader had seen him more than once.
If Jun Wuji had spirit root talent, by all accounts, his future should be boundless.
Alas, there are no ifs.
In the Central Divine Continent, there are countless treasures and rare materials.
But to compensate for a lack of spirit root, or to even create a new one,
those are few and far between, each exceedingly rare and significant.
…
Outside Cloud Mist Blessed Land.
Two cultivators, a man and a woman shrouded in mist, stood silently overlooking the blessed land below.
“Wuji…”
The female cultivator, looking downhearted, gazed at Jun Wuji inside the blessed land and murmured to herself.
“Lian’er, don’t be sad.”
“Wuji doesn’t have a spirit root, and there’s nothing we can do about it.”
The male cultivator beside her whispered gently.
Normally, spirit roots are passed down through bloodlines.
If the parents possess spirit roots, the likelihood of the next generation having them is greatly increased.
But nothing is absolute.
There are still cases where parents with high-quality spirit roots give birth to offspring with only third or fourth-class roots.
However, cases like Jun Wuji’s, where both parents are of the Heavenly Spiritual Root, yet the son is born without any spirit root talent, are rare.
Just like Jun Wuji’s elder brother and younger sister, one with Heavenly Spiritual Root and the other with a mutated Earth Spirit Root, that’s more common.
“I will ask father to take out ‘Nine Heavens Glazed Water’ for Wuji to consume…”
The female cultivator said.
Nine Heavens Glazed Water, a treasure of the Central Divine Continent, is said to possess the effect of rebirthing spirit roots, even in a mortal.
Of course, no mortal has ever consumed Nine Heavens Glazed Water; who would let mortals consume something so precious when even the Ancient Saints would act decisively for it?
“Lian’er.”
“Don’t ever mention this in front of the Sect Master.”
“Nine Heavens Glazed Water is the main ingredient for crafting the Ancient Void Elixir.”
“And the Ancient Void Elixir is crucial for the breakthrough from Divinity Transformation to the Refining Void Ancient Saint Layer.”
“Our Daode Immortal Sect absolutely cannot have a break in the lineage of Ancient Saints.”
The male cultivator beside her said solemnly.
He, too, wanted to help his son.
But the Nine Heavens Glazed Water concerned the heritage of the Immortal Sect, how could they treat it lightly?
Even if it were Jun Wuji, let alone him, without reaching the peak of Divinity Transformation, he couldn’t utilize the Nine Heavens Glazed Water.
The Daode Immortal Sect could only collect a thread of Nine Heavens Glazed Water every ten thousand years, just enough to craft an ‘Ancient Void Elixir’.
The female cultivator fell silent.
She understood this, too.
But seeing her own son so despondent, it was hard for her heart not to ache.
“If he cannot grow into a towering tree, what we can do…”
The male cultivator sighed lightly, “is to let him live out his life peacefully and quietly.”
…
Cloud Mist Blessed Land.
Lin Yuan glanced in a certain direction.
“Finally gone,”
Lin Yuan thought to himself.
Ever since his consciousness had descended,
he had faintly sensed some kind of spying sensation.
This sense of being watched carried no malice or intent to kill.
It was probably his parents who had just brought him here.
“What am I now, exactly?”
“Seizure? Or reincarnation?”
Lin Yuan picked up the jade tea cup beside him and gently took a sip.
The tea, turning into streams of spiritual energy as it entered his throat, nourished Lin Yuan’s physical body.
“As expected of the third generation of immortals, such immortal tea, if placed outside, would probably cause a group of Golden Core Stage cultivators to fight over it, right?”
Lin Yuan took a few more sips.
“It shouldn’t be considered seizure,”
Lin Yuan concluded in his mind.
The essence of seizure was the soul of the seizer taking over the physical body of the seized.
But now, Jun Wuji’s physical soul remained unchanged; it was just the consciousness that had been replaced by Lin Yuan.
Besides, seizure was not unheard of in this world.
If Lin Yuan had seized Jun Wuji, the parents who had already stepped into the Nascent Soul Stage would have noticed.
Even just the two Golden Core Stage maidservants attending him would have been able to sense it.
“Perhaps my consciousness was cast into this world long ago, and I only awakened my memories now after encountering ‘the confusion within the womb’?”
Lin Yuan pondered.
This could also explain why every time he transitioned, the time he regained consciousness differed.
“Forget it,”
“These things are not important,”
Lin Yuan shook his head.
Whether it was reincarnation
or consciousness descent.
After all, he is now Jun Wuji.
“The cultivation system of this world primarily revolves around the Immortal Path, with other paths such as those of demonic beasts, the Ghost Path, and the Demonic Tao; they are all essentially similar,”
Although Jun Wuji lacked a Spirit Root, he had tried many cultivation methods, covering a broad range, and that’s why Lin Yuan was now clear about it.
While thinking, Lin Yuan made his way to the deepest part of the Cloud Mist Blessed Land.
This place was the core of the entire blessed land and also the location with the most abundant spiritual energy.
Staying in such an environment for a long time, even an ordinary person would benefit with longevity.
“I’m going to rest,”
“No need to pay attention to me,”
Lin Yuan suddenly spoke.
“Yes,”
Two female voices responded from outside, belonging to Lin Yuan’s two Golden Core Stage maidservants.
Chunhua.
Qiuyue.
As Lin Yuan’s maidservants and bodyguards,
Chunhua and Qiuyue were always focusing their Divine Sense on Lin Yuan,
to prevent any accidents.
The comment Lin Yuan just made was to have Chunhua and Qiuyue withdraw their Divine Sense.
This was also a habit of the original Jun Wuji.
Although he was an ordinary person, he did not like being shrouded in Divine Sense,
even though he couldn’t feel the shroud of Divine Sense at all.
Sensing that Chunhua and Qiuyue’s Divine Sense had left,
Lin Yuan’s thoughts stirred, and he took out several array disks.
He then inserted spirit stones and activated them directly.
Suddenly,
a hazy, illusory barrier enveloped the surroundings.
This array disk could block the probing of cultivators’ Divine Sense,
Even when facing a Nascent Soul or Divinity Transformation Stage cultivator, it wouldn’t block them but would give an ‘early warning’ instead.
Of course,
Lin Yuan was not relying solely on these external items.
Array disks or any other methods
were all things Lin Yuan placed out in the open for others to see.
His true reliance lay in his senses as a Sixth Rank Evolver.
The perception of a Sixth Rank Evolver was equivalent to the Refining Void Ancient Saint Layer, so even the Sect Master of the Daode Immortal Sect probing Lin Yuan with Divine Sense in secret would be immediately detected.
“That should do it,”
Having done all this,
Lin Yuan let out a slight breath of relief.
Next,
what he needed to do was to cultivate and recover his full strength as much as possible.
Without strength, even with an unapproachable background and no one daring to offend, Lin Yuan would feel insecure.