Lu Changsheng obtained the top-tier Ultimate Treasure “Immortal Slaying Formation Map” and was momentarily stunned.
The treasured formation map that he had longed for, just like that, easily obtained?
For a hundred years as a teacher at Jinglong Mountain, he had never acquired the Immortal Slaying Formation Map; unexpectedly, when his fourth disciple, Shen Xiaoyao, ascended, the system directly returned the Immortal Slaying Formation Map to him.
The Immortal Slaying Formation Map, together with the Slaying Immortal Sword, Immortal Slaying Sword, Fairy-Entrapping Sword, and Absolute Immortal Sword, constituted a set of treasures.
This set of treasures included two top-tier Ultimate Treasures, three mid-tier Ultimate Treasures; the power of the five treasures in concert was almost comparable to that of a single Holy Artifact.
Engraved in the middle of the Immortal Slaying Formation Map were two lines of small characters:
Immortal slaying brings profit, immortal slaughter spells doom; Fairy-entrapping glows red in four directions.
Absolute immortal transformation carries endless marvels; even a Daluo Immortal’s robe dyed in blood.
“Can the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation kill a Daluo Golden Immortal?”
Lu Changsheng put away the set of treasures.
The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation was Lu Changsheng’s trump card.
As long as he could fully unleash the power of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, even Daluo Golden Immortals could be slain without error.
With the Disciple Apprenticeship Simulator, Lu Changsheng wasn’t short on treasures, elixir pills, or cultivation techniques; what mattered most was advancing his realm.
The Immortal Realm was filled with too many old monsters who had cultivated for hundreds of thousands, or even millions of years.
Lu Changsheng’s aptitude was not inferior to these old monsters; it was just that his cultivation time was less than theirs.
Lu Changsheng silently recited the mnemonic verse and began cultivating the “Boundless Pure Dao.”
This technique, taught by Qingyue Fairy, was extremely abstruse and incomprehensible, a hundred, even a thousand times more difficult than any technique Lu Changsheng had cultivated before.
Lu Changsheng could only barely operate the first layer of the technique; attempting to cultivate further was like reading an arcane tome, which gave him a headache.
“As expected of a Quasi-Emperor tier cultivation technique, so abstruse that without ten thousand years, it’s hard to fully comprehend. I might as well continue my slow cultivation at Jinglong Mountain. The Mount Shu disciple induction ceremony is beginning soon, and I need to preside over it.”
Lu Changsheng had rebuilt Mount Shu on Tianxuan Mountain, hosting a disciple induction ceremony every hundred years.
Mount Shu had not yet established much fame, and so far, during the induction ceremonies, Lu Changsheng had not found any suitable disciples.
The Disciple Apprenticeship Simulator had exceedingly high requirements for disciples’ aptitudes; constitutions like War Heaven Tyrant Body, Dragon Emperor Bloodline, Demonic Ancestor Body were one in a billion, and it was uncertain if there were one or two of the same caliber with unique constitutions throughout the entire Cangyu.
In Cangyu, the Orthodox Sects had the Jing Long Immortal Temple, the Demon Sects had the Yellow Springs Sect, and the Demon Race had the Nine Holy Mountains.
Nearby Cangyu, there were also powerful Immortal Sects like the Divine Lightning Sect, Lingtian Sect, Liuyun Pavilion, and more.
Even if a one-in-a-billion unique constitution emerged, they would likely choose to join a powerful sect rather than a small faction like Mount Shu.
However, each time there was a disciple induction ceremony, Lu Changsheng, deep in contemplation, would still make a trip to Tianxuan Mountain; firstly, to see if he could take advantage of an unexpected opportunity and secondly, as Sect Leader of Mount Shu, it was the least he could do to show some concern for the development of his sect.
Lu Changsheng took several disciples with him to Tianxuan Mountain.
Tianxuan Mountain, after Lu Changsheng had left for Jinglong Mountain to cultivate, was managed by Elder Luo on behalf of Mount Shu.
Mount Shu, dependent on the Jing Long Immortal Temple for shelter, hadn’t encountered any troubles.
However, on this day, a Mount Shu disciple hurriedly came to report, “Elder Luo, someone is forcing their way into Tianxuan Mountain, claiming they wish to see the Sect Leader. We’ve clashed with them and were all defeated; the person might be an Earth Immortal.”
Elder Luo flew into a rage, “The Sect Leader has been taken as a direct disciple by the Temple Master of Jing Long Immortal Temple, and yet a mere Earth Immortal dares to cause trouble?”
Elder Luo occasionally received guidance from Lu Changsheng, and when Lu Changsheng had surplus elixir pills, he would sometimes reward Elder Luo with them, enabling Elder Luo to advance from the first level of the Earth Immortal Realm to the second level.
As an Earth Immortal, Elder Luo, backed by Lu Changsheng and Lu being a direct disciple of the Temple Master of Jing Long Immortal Temple, genuinely looked down upon common Earth Immortals.
Cultivation was not just about personal strength but also the backing of one’s sect.
Elder Luo, leading a group of Mount Shu disciples, went to confront the person who had intruded into their sect.
In the great hall plaza of Mount Shu, a middle-aged man with a longsword strapped to his back, had defeated a group of Mount Shu disciples without using his sword.
Even without activating a cultivation technique, surrounded by sword qi, just a flick of his fingers was enough to unleash invisible sword qi, easily destroying low-tier Immortal Swords.
“Spirit Sword Physique?”
Elder Luo knew of a special constitution suited for cultivating the Sword Dao in the world, where understanding the Sword Dao was as simple as everyday eating and drinking, and that was the Spirit Sword Physique.
This middle-aged man who had intruded into Mount Shu could very well possess the rare Spirit Sword Physique.
However, Elder Luo wasn’t afraid of the Spirit Sword Physique; after all, their Sect Leader was a direct disciple of the Temple Master of Jing Long Immortal Temple.
The Temple Master of Jing Long Immortal Temple, Shangguan Zhao’er, Lu Changsheng; all these powerful figures, which of them didn’t possess special constitutions?
“I only wish to meet the Sect Leader of Mount Shu to resolve some of my doubts. But these disciples repeatedly hindered me, and I had no choice but to resort to this. I ask for your forgiveness,” the middle-aged man said politely, unexpectedly courteous and not as domineering as Elder Luo had imagined.
He wasn’t there to wreak havoc.
“Hmph, our Sect Leader is not someone you can meet simply because you wish to. Do you not know that our Sect Leader is a direct disciple of the Temple Master of Jing Long Immortal Temple? You may not have heard of Mount Shu before, but you must have heard of Jing Long Immortal Temple, right? Jing Long Immortal Temple is of the Daluo Golden Immortal.
If you anger our Sect Leader, you will surely bring about a deadly disaster!” Elder Luo scolded sharply without any fear of the middle-aged man, who was also in the Earth Immortal Realm.
Let alone an Earth Immortal—even if a Heavenly Immortal high-ranking expert were present—Elder Luo would still dare to reproach them, bolstered by the Sect Leader’s backing.
The middle-aged man murmured to himself, “The Sect Leader of Mount Shu, a disciple of the Temple Master of Jing Long Immortal Temple… Could it be that he is not one of our own Mount Shu?”
“What nonsense are you spouting? Leave immediately, or else do not blame me for being impolite!”