The Secret Way of Immortality

For the past century, various factions have concealed any losses they might have sustained.

The Yang God realm cultivators hoped to safely pass the next three hundred years, after which reinforcements would arrive from the outside world of the Land of the Dead, allowing them to escape.

Therefore, even if a large number of their subordinates died, the Yang God realm cultivators would try to restrain themselves, except for madmen like the hyena cultivator.

But now it was completely different. Due to the constant appearance of zombies within the Immortal Gate, they had to divert a significant amount of their energy.

It would be fine if the strength of each faction was equal, but the problem was that many factions had only a few Yang God realm cultivators left to maintain appearances.

Those factions that had dispatched their subordinates to garrison the Corpse Mirror naturally could not allow them to reap the benefits without contributing, so they demanded that the Yang God realm cultivators personally take action.

The Yang God realm cultivators reluctantly agreed, conducting regular patrols every day.

With the threat of zombies not being too great, and the presence of the giant Buddha corpse nearby, the conflicts between the various factions had not completely erupted.

But no matter what, a sense of tension filled the town.

However, the ones having the hardest time were not the Yang God realm cultivators acting as lone commanders, but the Insect Nest Daoist Temple, which had no Yang God realm cultivator to oversee it.

Since True Man Taihan had been tricked into going to the Jailer's Hall, only hundreds of insect-human cultivators were left behind.

Although most of the insect-humans had low intelligence and did not understand how to assess the situation, there were still a few with normal intelligence.

The Golden Core stage insect-human cultivators led their subordinates to join other factions, taking charge of garrisoning the Corpse Mirror to fight against the zombies.

Only a few dozen insect-humans, of all ages, remained in the Insect Nest Daoist Temple.

Even so, there were still factions eyeing the Insect Nest Daoist Temple, wanting to satisfy their hard-to-suppress appetite with the flesh and blood of the insect-humans.

The lively Daoist Temple became extremely desolate, and the surrounding streets were even more so.

True Void stood in the open space in front of the main hall, his expression filled with melancholy.

He had never seen the world outside the Land of the Dead. From birth, he had lived in the small town and became a disciple of True Man Taihan.

Relying on his decent talent, True Void had steadily reached the Foundation Establishment stage after decades, becoming the first of the new generation of Daoist Temple disciples to reach this stage.

He had originally thought he would spend the next century peacefully, waiting for the opportunity to go to the outside world.

But who would have thought that the situation in the town would take a sharp turn for the worse in just half a year, and the Insect Nest Daoist Temple would be on the verge of destruction.

The Daoist Temple Master had died inexplicably at the hands of zombies, and the other senior uncles had also fallen apart.

True Void, an insect-human who had just entered the Foundation Establishment stage, was now the nominal manager of the Insect Nest Daoist Temple, which made him feel a little overwhelmed.

His gaze swept over the bottles and jars placed in the open space, filled with Heavenly Dao insect eggs.

True Void sighed, then ordered the Daoist Temple disciples to use medicinal primers to stimulate the insect eggs and hatch some of them as soon as possible.

In the current situation, even if the larvae were nurtured to maturity, it would only benefit other factions, which seemed meaningless.

But True Void understood that if they could not demonstrate their value, the Insect Nest Daoist Temple would be destroyed even faster.

To ensure the hatching of the insect eggs, he simply used the flesh and blood of mindless insect-humans as nourishment.

This action immediately met with the dissatisfaction of the Qi Refining stage insect-human cultivators, but True Void did not even have the strength to explain to them.

The smell of blood filled the air, and the corpses of the insect-humans emitted a stench.

True Void turned and walked towards the inner room, preparing to tidy up True Man Taihan's belongings to see if there were any spiritual materials that could accelerate the hatching.

The door of the room was ajar, and the furniture made of white bones remained unchanged.

He slowly walked to the spirit altar, respectfully offered incense to True Man Taihan's spirit tablet, and murmured a few verses from the Insect Nest Daoist scriptures.

True Void then began to rummage through the items.

However, it was clear that the senior uncles had already searched the place thoroughly before leaving, and any valuable items had been taken away by them.

True Void wasted several hours and only found a few scrolls.

He couldn't help but open the scrolls, but the contents recorded were all familiar Qi Refining cultivation methods, which were completely useless.

Only the last scroll caught True Void's attention slightly.

The scroll depicted a giant Heavenly Dao insect coiled in the mountains and forests. The ink painting made from bone ash had a strange aura.

True Void felt as if the giant Heavenly Dao insect was about to emerge from the scroll.

He suddenly remembered that True Man Taihan had been muttering the words 'Earth Immortal of Fortune' from time to time in the days before his death, but he didn't know what they meant.

True Void carefully kept the scroll with the giant Heavenly Dao insect close to his body, then left the room and came to the side hall where various books were kept.

The books were not related to spells, but there were a few that recorded information about the Insect Nest.

Curious, he searched for information about the Earth Immortal of Fortune, and combined with True Man Taihan's previous strange behavior, he felt that the two were related for some reason.

Unknowingly, True Void had been in the side hall for several hours.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his half-human, half-insect body was constantly secreting viscous sweat, which sizzled when it fell to the ground.

"Found it, Earth Immortal of Fortune..."

True Void's face was filled with excitement as he eagerly read the records of the Earth Immortal of Fortune, his expression becoming more and more shocked.

As an insect-human in the Foundation Establishment stage, he was originally not qualified to enter the side hall, so he would naturally not know the secrets unique to the Insect Nest.

"The Insect Nest actually has a True Immortal? Then why would True Man Taihan come to the Land of the Dead to guard this strange Immortal Gate?"

True Void's head throbbed faintly, and True Man Taihan's words echoed in his ears: "Earth Immortal of Fortune, he's coming..."

"Who?"

As soon as True Void had this thought, he felt his eyes spin and he couldn't help but fall to the ground, losing consciousness.

He seemed to pass through endless darkness and arrived in an extremely prosperous town.

True Void saw ships hundreds of meters long sailing in the air, the wilderness filled with extremely ferocious beasts, and countless familiar auras.

In the dreamlike city, ordinary-looking Daoists stepped on shadow-like Heavenly Dao insects, or Heavenly Dao insect-humans similar to him...

True Void's gaze seemed to penetrate mountains and rivers, seeing the giant Heavenly Dao insect coiled underground, with a massive amount of dark essence gushing out with each breath.

"Earth Immortal of Fortune..."

He woke up from his dream with a start. Only a few breaths had passed, but his Daoist robe was already soaked with sweat.

"How could I dream of the Earth Immortal of Fortune? Is that town the Insect Nest?"

True Void walked out of the side hall in a daze, his mind still immersed in the power brought by the Earth Immortal of Fortune, unable to extricate himself.

He subconsciously looked towards the giant corpse Buddha in the distance, suddenly struck by lightning.

For some reason, True Void also sensed the aura of the Earth Immortal of Fortune on the giant corpse Buddha, which immediately made him suspicious and uncertain.

He remembered True Man Taihan's unusual behavior before his death. Could it be that he also discovered the Earth Immortal of Fortune?

It was even possible that True Man Taihan was not dead, after all, not even a complete piece of corpse could be found in the mountains and forests where he fought with the zombies.

True Void stared at the giant corpse Buddha, and the true essence in his body did become active.

When people are in desperate situations, they inevitably grasp at the life force in front of them, even if it is somewhat unrealistic.

Moreover, True Void was also affected by the dream spell, and immediately became deeply convinced of the Earth Immortal of Fortune.

He had already begun to think about welcoming the Earth Immortal of Fortune, his eyes filled with uncontrollable fanaticism, and he kowtowed several times towards the giant corpse Buddha.

In fact, the target of Ren Qing's dream spell was not only True Void, but also the other insect-humans stationed near the Corpse Mirror.

If he wanted to harvest the leeks of the various factions, he had to change his identity.

Therefore, he planned to completely establish himself as the Earth Immortal of Fortune, and the Daoist Temple disciples and Heavenly Dao insect-humans would be responsible for contacting the various factions.

Ren Qing had already made preparations in the Jailer's Hall, and the alchemists were refining "Resurrection Pills" containing vitality day and night.

How would the cultivators of the various factions know that the Land of the Dead would cause flesh and blood to transform into corpses?

When they took the Resurrection Pills, their bodies would gradually return to a flesh and blood state, and their stagnant cultivation could also slowly increase.

As long as Ren Qing fabricated a reason that corpse transformation would erode the body and soul, he could make them buy Resurrection Pills endlessly.

With the Resurrection Pills maintaining their flesh and blood bodies, he could naturally harvest their lifespans.

"Anyway, you can't get out of the Land of the Dead. What's the use of immortality and lifespan? You might as well exchange them for some resources from me."

Ren Qing let out a strange laugh, all his hopes for the advancement of the dream spell to the Immortal Ascension level rested on them.

It would be best if the Disaster Elimination Technique could also be promoted to the Yang God realm, so that his ability to survive could reach a level where the Heavenly Aberrant realm would not bother him.

Ren Qing watched the Heavenly Dao insect-humans secretly sculpting the statue of the Earth Immortal of Fortune, returned his consciousness to the stomach world, and continued to deduce the spells.

After creating the Jailer's Hall, Chen Changsheng did not know what means he used to collect tens of thousands of various strange objects.

The strange objects were initially sealed in the Avici Hell, and later stored in the Great Dream realm of the Dream Market, because many strange objects did not have corresponding spells, so no one cared about them.

Ren Qing took this opportunity to replenish a large wave of spells for the Jailer's Hall.

If possible, he also planned to create entry-level body techniques for all the spells, completely stepping into an era of national cultivation.

Moreover, Ren Qing noticed that many cultivators' children, combined through reproduction, were born with some of their parents' aberrant characteristics.

Their aptitude for cultivating spells was naturally far superior to the previous generation.

Ren Qing successively withdrew the clones invested in the Mirror World, creating a trend that the Immortal Gate was about to be in chaos for the various factions.

He himself retreated into seclusion without panic, and even had the leisure to visit Li Tiangang.

As more and more spells were deduced, there were indeed several that were suitable for the Scripture of the Dead, but he still had not found one that could be related to the Disaster Elimination Technique.

Ren Qing had already given up hope and planned to find a Jailer's Hall technique with a similar effect and use the information flow to perfect the desired spell.

In his opinion, the Disaster Elimination Technique and other four spells were comprehensive enough, and now he only lacked a spell to predict good and bad fortune.

Ren Qing planned to perfect it from a spell called "Attached Turtle Shell".

【Attached Turtle Shell】

【Created by the Turtle Immortal, cultivation requires placing an infant in a hollowed-out turtle shell, and only when the turtle shell merges with the body can it be cultivated.】

It is said that the "Giant Turtle", after reaching the Yin Messenger realm's "Land Patrol", can detect the occurrence of natural disasters in advance.

However, the Giant Turtle will aberrate into a giant turtle, which he disliked.

Ren Qing skillfully separated the content of the Giant Turtle and gradually filled in the missing parts, paying attention to the situation outside from time to time.

Waiting for the right opportunity.

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