Chapter 139: Immortal Mist Island, Canglan Sea Area_l
Translator: 549690339
“Once I successfully cultivate this technique, I can transfer the memories obtained from the demonic seed to the Dream Soul Gu. In this way, the memories of the demon seed won’t affect me anymore.”
Zhou Sui stroked his chin.
He thought that this technique was a perfect match with Dream Soul Gu.
The technique seemed tailor-made for the Dream Soul Gu, with infinite mysteries.
Perhaps the founder of the Yama Sect wouldn’t have swapped cultivation techniques if he had the Dream Soul Gu.
However, this Summon Demon Heart Technique seems to only consist of three levels, cultivating only up to the Divinity Transformation Realm.
As for higher-level techniques, there seem to be none, indicating that the technique is incomplete.
But it’s more than enough.
After all, who knows when I’ll be able to cultivate to the Divinity Transformation Realm.
“But if I cultivate the Summon Demon Heart Technique, I will likely become an enemy to many Sects and be regarded as an heir to the Yama Sect.”
“Hold on, the Yama Sect is a Divinity Transformation Sect originating from the East Wastelands.”
“The plot of land where the Immortal Mist Sect is located is actually just an island.”
“To escape being hunted down by various Sects from the East Wastelands, the Wanliu Master went deep into the Canglan Sea.”
“And hid on an island in this sea.”
At this moment, Zhou Sui was suddenly taken aback and felt very shocked.
From the memories he inherited from his predecessor and the information from many Cultivators of Misty Cloud City, this piece of land he was on was expansive, covering tens of thousands of miles.
He thought this was already a massive piece of land.
The Earth of his previous life had a diameter of only twelve thousand kilometers.
But from the perspective of Wanliu Master, this is just a larger island.
This was a bit of a shock to his worldview.
Having that in mind, he sought out Leng Yuexi, to ask about the situation of this region.
After all, as the Young Sect Master of the Immortal Mist Sect, Leng Yuexi surely knew more information, and more clearly too.
“Husband, you are correct. We are indeed on an island, named Immortal Mist Island, with a diameter of 1.2 million kilometers,” Leng Yuexi confidently confirmed.
“No way, our place is merely an island?”
“Why does the name of this island sound so similar to the Immortal Mist Sect?”
Ji Bingyu, Xia Jingyan, and Mu ZuYi were all shocked.
After all, they did not get much inheritance and were not very certain about where they actually were.
This is indeed normal.
It’s just like the ancient farmers, only knowing what was happening within tens of miles of their location.
As for anything beyond that, they knew nothing.
Even the farmer thought that the land he lived on was infinitely vast, borderless.
For mortals, even Cultivators, 1.2 million kilometers in diameter is a distance they can’t cross in a lifetime.
So, it’s normal to think of it as a huge continent.
“It’s indeed normal, because three thousand years ago, we, the Immortal Mist Sect, ruled this island,” Leng Yuexi replied solemnly.
“At one time, the Immortal Mist Sect gave birth to a Nascent Soul Ancestor, who dominated this island and even spread the influence of the Immortal Mist Sect to other islands.
Therefore, this island naturally became known as Immortal Mist Island, gained the approval of countless cultivators. Unfortunately, due to a war three thousand years ago, the entire Immortal Mist Island was affected.”
The outcome of that war was devastating, causing the only fourth-stage Spirit Vein on the island to collapse, and the Nascent Soul cultivators of the sect fell, leaving no chance to give birth to a new Nascent Soul Ancestor.”
As such, the Immortal Mist Sect quickly declined and reached a point where they could only keep to a corner, barely surviving.”
She was very helpless.
After all, the Immortal Mist Sect once had a glorious history, but still rapidly declined.
Currently, within the one million kilometers territory of Immortal Mist Island, at least twenty to thirty Golden Core powers have emerged.
It’s just like a time of separatist warlords, where no one can overpower another.
“Why didn’t you mention this before?” Zhou Sui asked curiously.
“Why should I specifically talk about this? Isn’t this common knowledge?” Leng Yuexi blinked her eyes, looking puzzled.
Zhou Sui was at loss for words, not knowing what to say.
To them, these Loose Cultivators, the knowledge was secret and impossible to know without connections.
But for Sect Disciples like Leng Yuexi, it was common knowledge.
From the beginning, the heights where Loose Cultivators and Sect Disciples stood were different.
“What about Xuanbao Tower? Is this company very powerful?” Zhou Sui asked curiously. He always felt that the Xuanbao Tower he encountered previously was very unusual. Even Golden Core Sect seemed to be courteous towards Xuanbao Tower on some level.
“Of course, it’s powerful. This is a Nascent Soul-level force, backed by a Nascent Soul Ancestor,” Leng Yuexi nodded.
“The headquarters of Xuanbao Tower is not on Immortal Mist Island, but in another place within the Canglan Sea. Xuanbao Tower’s business is spread across the Canglan Sea, and almost every main island has a branch of Xuanbao Tower.
This is why almost every Golden Core power must respect Xuanbao Tower. Offending a sect with Nascent Soul-level strength is unimaginable.”
Zhou Sui nodded, understanding why Xuanbao Tower was so powerful—it actually was a force at the Nascent Soul level.
No wonder it could command such respect here.
Hardly anyone dared to offend it.
Thinking about this, he could finally relax. It seemed the distance from the East Wastelands to the Canglan Sea was indeed very far.
A regular cultivator might not be able to reach deep into the Canglan Sea from the East Wastelands in a lifetime.
Wanliu Master was only able to reach the Canglan Sea by using the power of an Ancient Teleportation Array, crossing who knew how many tens of thousands of miles.
Only then did he finally reach this place.
So, it’s unlikely that the cultivators of the Canglan Sea would know about the Yama Sect.
After all, the Yama Sect was merely famous in the East Wastelands.
In the Canglan Sea area, however, not many people knew about the existence of the Yama Sect.
“Husband, why did you suddenly ask about this?” asked Leng Yuexi curiously.
Zhou Sui told the whole story about Wanliu Master, without intending to hide anything.
“What? Wanliu Master is still not dead, and he even turned into a residual soul, integrating himself into the Heritage Jade Record?”
“That’s so cunning. Fortunately, my husband has some tricks, otherwise, he could have been doomed.”
“Is this the cultivator from the Yama Sect in the East Wastelands? The methods of these Divinity Transformation Sect’s cultivators are so tricky, it’s hard to guard against. Fortunately, my husband could see through it in time.”
Ji Bingyu, Xia Jingyan, Mu Ziyi, and Leng Yuexi were all startled. They quickly examined Zhou Sui’s body. Upon seeing no abnormalities, they finally let out a sigh of relief.