Exploring Immortality Cultivation-Chapter 190 - 150 After the Joint Examination

After the contest between Wu Shiqin and Hu Jianhao, the bustling December examination finally came to an end.

For this examination, the disciples of both the Xinyue and Langde Immortal Institutes were far from satisfied. Langde was irked that Xinyue had Wang Qi, who ultimately turned the situation around, but the Xinyue disciples also nursed a grudge about "being beaten down by their rivals."

However, Wang Qi and Wu Shiqin’s final victories over Ai Changyuan and Hu Jianhao did indeed give the Xinyue Immortal Institute a significant morale boost. That very night, led by Long Shulin, all members of the Xinyue Institute pooled together and held a celebration banquet at the restaurant in Jiongli.

Over at Langde, the mood was much more somber. For them, the martial arts examination had started with great promise but ended in a tiger’s head with a snake’s tail. They had advanced triumphantly at the beginning, only to have Wang Qi emerge towards the end, dealing a severe blow to their confidence. In the end, Langde’s first was defeated by Xinyue’s first, and Langde’s second also lost to Xinyue’s second. This was disheartening for them.

Regarding this turn of events, Ai Changyuan seemed completely indifferent. He never cared much for external fame. This martial arts examination allowed him to encounter cultivators of electromagnetic force on his level and thoroughly enjoy a bout with formidable opponents. To him, this trip to Jiongli was absolutely perfect.

But not everyone had the same temperament as Ai Changyuan. At least Hu Jianhao couldn’t achieve that. After being defeated by Wu Shiqin, he listlessly returned to the inn where the Langde Immortal Institute was staying, barely participating in Langde’s own celebration banquet, before finding a secluded spot to openly weep.

Faced with such a situation... if the other party had been the likes of Lijing and Leiyang, which could absolutely overpower Langde Immortal Institute with their strength, perhaps this batch of Langde disciples could have fostered a sense of unity in the face of grief and common hatred. But with such a frustrating and incomplete outcome... all because of that person... all because of that person...

"Wang Qi—!"

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That night, Hu Jianhao’s wailing startled countless cold crows.

After the martial arts examination, it was time for many newly accepted disciples to return home.

Cultivators live long lives and naturally perceive time differently from mortals. Cultivators over a hundred years old gradually neglect the concepts of "festivals" and "birthdays." For those in the Golden Core Stage, who can live up to eight hundred years, even grand decennial celebrations can feel bothersome.

As for the lifespan of Primordial Spirit Stage cultivators—cough cough, the Modern Method has existed for only two thousand years, and there have never been any Grandmasters of the Primordial Spirit Stage who have died of old age. According to the Ancient Method that Nascent Souls live for three thousand years, the lifespan of Primordial Spirit Grandmasters would undoubtedly be upwards of three thousand years. At such an age, only extremely rare occasions like a centennial birthday might prompt them to celebrate earnestly.

But the Immortal Institute Disciples were either just of age or barely past the age of naivety. On the path of cultivation, they were still just children, and even with extra strength compared to mortals, their perception of time hadn’t yet shifted. As for their parents, even if they cultivated, they were merely in the Golden Core Stage and younger than fifty, still prone to feelings of longing. Therefore, the institute granted holidays from after the December examination until January 16th, which was the full extent of vacations for the new disciples in over a year.

Additionally, to show generosity for talents, the travel expenses for the Immortal Institute Disciples returning home at the end of December were covered by the Immortal Alliance.

The first to embark on the journey back home was Mao Zimiao. Surprisingly, she took the same Spirit Boat as most of the Langde Immortal Institute Disciples to the Shenzhou West Sea.

According to her, her father was a half-demon at the Golden Core Stage with unremarkable talents, but his daring and adventurous spirit had earned him a large number of merit points battling Sea Demons as a Guardian Envoy of the Immortal Alliance in the West Sea. Later, he moved to Central Earth of Shenzhou, where he found no shortage of methods and guidance, smoothly reaching the four products of the Golden Core Stage. However, at the beginning of the year, trouble arose again in the West Sea maritime borders as the Demon Clan attacked the Human Clan, with the late Yang Jun becoming a casualty of this conflict. Mao Zimiao’s father, at the request of an old comrade-in-arms, returned to the West Sea battleground. Mao Zimiao was now headed to the West Sea to reunite with her father after a year apart.

Wu Shiqin and others left a couple of days later. Most of the disciples from the Xinyue Immortal Institute hailed from Central Earth of Shenzhou. Only offspring of influential families and carefree successors would travel countless miles to prestigious institutes like Leiyang and Lijing.

By the time most had departed, it was already December 27th.

Wang Qi, having nothing better to do, simply immersed himself in cultivation.

Only this time, the cultivation practices he was performing were quite different from before.

Previously, he used to sit cross-legged, seemingly meditating on heaven, exhibiting the most common posture for Qi Cultivation. However, he wasn’t circulating the Qi around his body, instead, he directed his focus inward, towards his Divine Soul.

In the young man’s Soul, the Spirit Treasure Fractal Map sat at the center, reigning supreme and commanding all the strength of the Soul. What should have been a scattered and dispersed Soul Power automatically condensed and purified in the presence of this Ancient treasure.

But now, a foreign element had intermingled with Wang Qi’s Soul. Four tendrils of mana, similar to tentacles, probed into his Soul. These emanated from his Dantian and were identical to the Heavenly Position Magic Axis, yet lacked the solidness of the Magic Axis. Wang Qi was using one strand of mana to simulate a baseless, supportless, powerless Three Nothings version of a counterfeit Heavenly Position Magic Axis.

What Wang Qi sought to do was to link this shoddy imitation with the Spirit Treasure Fractal Map and try to induce a new transformation.

An uncountably infinite-dimensional Hilbert Space, or the Wuji Infinite Phase Space, was his goal.

The route laid out by the Book of Geometry was to merge with the Yao Ding Calculating Scripture, which represented arithmetic, to attain the Analytic Geometry-based Heavenly Position Skill, further unified with Euclidean Geometry’s extension into the Hilbert Space to create Strange Skill, the Xiangyu Heavenly Position.

While a typical disciple from the Wanfa Sect would choose a finitely high-dimensional Hilbert Space, or Multi-Phase Space, as the foundation for their Xiangyu Heavenly Position Skill, Wang Qi was aware of Hilbert Space’s existentially infinite and uncountably infinite dimensions.

And with the Spirit Treasure Fractal Map that Wang Qi had already grasped, he saw the possibility of reaching the uncountably infinite-dimensional Hilbert Space, the Wuji Infinite Phase Space, even in the Qi Cultivation Stage.

After all, it was a mathematical tool he had mastered in his previous life.

However, no sooner did the Three Nothings imitation touch the fractal map than it got sucked in and utterly refined.

Perhaps the authentic Heavenly Position Magic Axis could resist this inexplicable attraction, but after a previous severe injury, Wang Qi dared not experiment with it.

After all, Ai Qinglan went home for the New Year; there was no one to look after him.

Ultimately, the issue still lay in his insufficient understanding of the nature of Spiritual Energy and not fully integrating it into his knowledge system. What exactly gives the fractal map such power?

Wang Qi sank deeper into contemplation.

Just then, Zhen Chan suddenly asked, "When will you be returning home?"