Chapter 480: Chapter 392: Heavenly Immortal Descends to the Mortal World
"Today, I’ll drink with you, and we won’t stop until we’re drunk!"
After three rounds of drinks, the amber-colored wine in the glazed cup bubbled finely, and the cheeks of the couple flushed, their words increasing in number.
Yellow Jade spoke animatedly about how he had "eyes to see the pearl" back then, and Madam Huang smiled in agreement.
Meanwhile, by the window on the second-floor loft.
A young girl in a pink dress stood leaning on the railing, gazing into the distance towards Stone Spring Mountain, her eyes filled with a sense of loss and self-reproach that lingered.
It’s said that in youth, one should not encounter someone too stunning.
At this moment, she fully understood!
Finally, the young girl sighed softly,
"Brother Zhang, you’re standing too high... Yun’er can no longer see even your shadow."
As she spoke, she intuitively felt the mana within her surge, and the bottleneck that had held her for so long seemed about to break!
...
Suspended Mountain, Taihao Divine Palace, suspended above the nine heavens’ cloud sea, its contour unseen by anyone with less than a Primordial Spirit cultivation.
Outside the palace, the cloud sea churned like jade liquid, with seven-colored rays of light flowing through it, and occasionally, an immortal crane would pass by carrying lingzhi, its clear and resonant cry causing ripples across the cloud sea.
On the suspended jade platform at the center of the divine palace, a young Daoist dressed in a plain white Daoist robe sat cross-legged, surrounded by a faint celestial aura.
In front of the young Daoist, a palm-sized jade cauldron floated, its body engraved with myriad beast patterns using immortal carving techniques.
The Cyan Dragon coiled around the cauldron’s ear, the White Tiger crouched at its foot, the Vermilion Bird spread its wings over the lid, and the Black Tortoise anchored the base; the other birds and beasts either ran or rested, vividly animated!
Curiously, each beast pattern subtly flowed with an ancient aura that conferred a solemnity upon the entire Taihao Divine Palace.
The young man’s fingers lightly touched the cauldron’s body, and a faint roar of beasts and thunder resonated from within, weaving a melody with the cloud sea’s roaring waves.
Beneath the jade platform, an elder wearing a dark Eight Trigrams robe stood respectfully, his head slightly lowered, not daring to look directly at the young man on the jade platform.
Were there to be a cultivator present, they would surely be frightened out of their wits!
This elder was none other than the lord of Suspended Mountain, Guan Tian Venerable, renowned among dozens of Primordial Spirit Venerables across the nations for his adeptness in divining secrets and supreme combat prowess, holding an undisputed first place.
"Ancestor, Zhang Ling of Qingzhou’s Pan Sword Sect, three days ago, crossed the Myriad Image Heart-Testing Lightning Tribulation at Stone Spring Mountain and formed a High Grade Golden Core."
The young Daoist on the jade platform finally lifted his eyes, a barely noticeable smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as his fingertip gently tapped the jade cauldron, causing the Cyan Dragon pattern on the cauldron to flare brightly.
A faint dragon’s roar traveled through his fingertip into his body, amplifying the celestial aura around him:
"Forming a High Grade Golden Core in six years of cultivation is barely enough to qualify as the first hurdle of my descent to the Lower Realm."
Guan Tian Venerable hurriedly bowed in agreement, bending even lower:
"The Ancestor’s words are indeed true!"
"The Ancestor is a Heavenly Immortal descended for tribulation; mere Golden Core cultivators cannot compare, and to serve as a tribulation for the Ancestor is a fortune accumulated through eight lifetimes."
The young Daoist nodded, then asked, "By the way, you oversee the Treasure Mirror of this realm; what is this person’s fortune like?"
Guan Tian Venerable replied respectfully:
"His fortune was quite ordinary at first, but it has quickly burgeoned since he began cultivating, although it still falls short of true great fortune."
"I expect he will likely stop at the Primordial Spirit stage."
The young Daoist waved his hand, his tone indifferent, as if discussing an inconsequential matter:
"Even Lower Realm mortals have their paths of fortune and should not be treated lightly."
"This Golden Core seed is decent; I’ll leave it to you to handle. Find him more opportunities, help him build a stronger Dao foundation, and enhance his prestige. Quietly fan the flames so that his fame spreads across the nations."
"I understand!"
A flash of glee passed through Guan Tian Venerable’s eyes as he replied hastily, initially thinking that Zhou Ming was merely a True Immortal seed favored by fortune, expecting to make a stable profit from this affair.
Unexpectedly, when he went to greet him, he found out that the person was actually a Heavenly Immortal descended for tribulation, with an immortal treasure for protection—a golden opportunity.
When the Ancestor returns to the Immortal Realm, he will also ascend along with him.
Guan Tian Venerable bowed and retreated, his steps as light as a feather, leaving the jade platform silent once more, save for the young Daoist and the jade cauldron with myriad beasts.
The young Daoist lifted the jade cauldron into his palm, communicating simply with the spirit within, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes:
"It wasn’t in vain that I expended a great cost to send you with grand fortune to protect this incarnation."
"Otherwise, with the origination of the killing tribulation, descending here would’ve been a huge loss, but now, leveraging this ordeal, I’ve regained some memories, making this all worthwhile."
Typically, when these Immortals incarnate into the mortal world, only by ascending back to the Primordial Spirit immortal rank can they awaken their memories.
But in that case, it would be too late, and success would be too uncertain, since they often arrange matters beforehand.
At the same time, he vaguely sensed an aura from the nine heavens—a cold, vast, and hostile aura.
This was due to his prior scheming, using immortal treasures and great fortune as his pieces, an action that had already stirred this world’s fundamental source of Heaven and Earth.
Yet the young Daoist was unfazed, raising his gaze to the sky, not a hint of fear in his eyes, but rather a glint of unrestrained greed.
He took a deep breath, his face revealing a look of intoxication: "Such pure Heaven and Earth origin, far more exquisite than those refined immortal essences in the Immortal Realm."
Just then, he remembered something and restrained the greed in his eyes, his tone becoming a touch more respectful:
"What a pity that all of Zhou Tian’s origins fall under Your Majesty’s dominion, and though this humble one desires them, I dare not lay a finger."
The "Your Majesty" he spoke of was the supreme ruler of the nine heavens and ten earths, and even a Heavenly Immortal must act deferentially before them.
The young man’s fingers lightly tapped the jade cauldron once more, a calculating smile returning to his lips as he mused to himself:
"It’s a rare trip to the Lower Realm; I must make a grand profit. When I nurture Zhang Ling, this tribulation seed, to full strength, I’ll emerge as planned."
"Then, pushing towards several righteous and demonic wars, world-ending tribulations across the nations, will inspire countless mortals to worship, allowing me to collect a wave of pure incense fortune."
"By then, returning to the Immortal Realm with this fortune, I’ll be able to exchange it with Your Majesty for a portion of the heavenly blessings; perhaps, I might even become an Immortal King."
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