Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit-Chapter 633 - 476: Secluded Bitter Cultivation, the Endless Watch of the Two Elders of Wither and Prosper!
"Proving True Immortal."
The Red Flower Ancestor remained expressionless and addressed Ku and Rong, "Let bygones be bygones. However, since Zhou Yan has proven his Dao, you two should personally take action. As soon as he leaves the Eastern Continent, strike immediately to take his life!"
"Kill Zhou Yan?"
Shitong Venerable hesitated for a moment, "This Zhou Yan is an unparalleled genius of the Daoist sect. Once he ventures out, there will definitely be Daoist True Immortals paying attention, even secretly protecting him. With just the two of us, it might be difficult to kill him."
It’s too difficult to kill a True Immortal.
It’s even harder to kill someone like Zhou Yan, a Daoist True Immortal.
Even if he’s a newly promoted True Immortal, it’s hard to achieve success.
"No worries."
"If we can’t kill him, gravely injuring him and hindering his cultivation would also suffice."
The Red Flower Ancestor took out a small straw man and addressed Ku and Rong, "This is the ’Dutian Witch Curse Puppet.’ As long as Zhou Yan is within the Golden Wind Mountain and Sea, the curse can’t reach him. But once he leaves the mountain gates and the Eastern Continent, Shitong will secretly capture his true form, and Dongjun will use the puppet to curse him from afar. If everything goes smoothly, we should be able to curse him to death before the Daoist sects can react. If the Daoist sect has prior preparations, this curse can still make Zhou Yan unable to recover for hundreds of thousands of years, possibly even severing his path."
A curse capable of affecting a True Immortal.
The value of this ’Dutian Witch Curse Puppet’ is extremely high.
Dongjun Venerable is proficient in the art of ’curses.’ He carefully accepted the puppet, not daring to be careless. In his eyes, this ’Dutian Witch Curse Puppet’ was filled with bloodthirst, fierceness, horror, malice, and entangled in myriad negative emotions, supported by countless curses. Even if he were tainted by this puppet, he would surely be miserable, forced to eke out a miserable existence.
As for the newly promoted True Immortal.
"With this treasure in hand, Zhou Yan will surely die!"
Dongjun Venerable had even more confidence than the Red Flower Ancestor.
"Go now!"
The Red Flower Ancestor didn’t say much more, waving for Ku and Rong to step back.
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In Shenzhou, East Sea.
Near the Eastern Continent, Ku and Rong hid beneath the sea, using a round mirror to spy on the fluctuations of qi along the eastern coast of the Eastern Continent. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
Day by day.
Year by year.
A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.
"What is the situation with this Zhou Yan?"
Shitong Venerable’s face showed impatience.
Before proving his Dao, it was understandable for him to be weak and stay within the mountain gates.
But after proving his Dao, how can he bear to continue staying at home?
In front of Dongjun Venerable was an incense table with the ’Dutian Witch Curse Puppet’ upon it. His eyes half-opened, he said, "Zhou Yan is a newly promoted True Immortal. With his timid nature, how could he dare to come out without first refining a ’Dharma Domain Avatar’?"
"Just wait."
His eyes remained fixed on the ’Dutian Witch Curse Puppet,’ showing not the slightest impatience.
With such a precious treasure for studying the art of curses at hand, Dongjun Venerable would rather Zhou Yan come out later, allowing him more time to comprehend the principles wrought within this puppet.
But it was hard on Shitong Venerable.
Glancing at Dongjun Venerable, he too closed his eyes, sitting cross-legged in place, cultivating his mind.
Time passed.
A hundred years.
Two hundred years.
Three hundred years.
A thousand years passed in a blink.
Zhou Yan still hadn’t come out.
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"A millennium!"
"The first time refining a ’Dharma Domain Avatar,’ even a pig like the Black Vulture Old Ghost could succeed in three to five hundred years."
"What on earth is Zhou Yan’s situation!?"
Shitong Venerable once again lost his composure.
He’s always had his true form cultivating in ’Ku Rong Mountain,’ while his Dharma Domain Avatar roamed outside.
This stillness paired with motion, perfect for cultivation.
But this time, for a newly promoted Daoist True Immortal, this Dharma Domain Avatar has been stationed along the coast of the Eastern Continent for a thousand years, unable to move, nor immerse, wholeheartedly in cultivation, causing his progress to slow, and delaying explorations in various Secret Realms across the starry sky.
Naturally, impatience festered within Shitong Venerable.
"Let’s wait a bit longer."
"A newly promoted Daoist True Immortal can practice Divine Skills. I suspect he’s busy comprehending them. Once his progress slows, he’ll naturally emerge. At worst, he’ll send out his Dharma Domain Avatar to visit ’Sky-reaching Mountain’ and test his prowess."
Though his words advised patience, in truth, Dongjun Venerable’s heart was no longer as composed as years past.
With mere observation, over a thousand years, the ’Dutian Witch Curse Puppet’ revealed all it could to him, what’s unintelligible remains aloof even after endless scrutiny. Now he too wished for Zhou Yan’s emergence, to curse him with the ’Dutian Witch Curse Puppet,’ unearthing more secrets of the art amid practice.
He started hoping, waiting as well.
But.
In subsequent years, he finally understood Shitong Venerable’s mindset.
One thousand years.
Two thousand years.
Three thousand years.
Time flowed by, year after year, with no sign of Zhou Yan venturing beyond his mountain gates or the Eastern Continent.
"Zhou Yan!"
"Zhou Yan!"
The two elders of Ku and Rong felt calm, then became restless, then expectant, and finally returned to restlessness, eventually sinking into numbness.
Four thousand years.
Five thousand years.
This year marks five thousand years since Zhou Yan proved the Dao.
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Daoist School.
Dongqi Palace.
On this day, Chen Jichuan summoned Shen Qingyi and Meng Yan.
In a flash, five thousand years have passed.
During this time, aside from Shen Qingyi, Chen Jichuan accepted another direct disciple, who was Meng Yan.
Back when Chen Jichuan had newly promoted to Upper Immortal, he returned to Dongqi Daoist School and inscribed on the ’Immortals Rock Wall,’ leaving the ’Pagoda Heart Holding’ magic skill.
It has been over seven thousand years since then.
Over these years, many disciples of the Daoist School have gained insights from it, several of them reached the Daoist School, but the one who truly caught Chen Jichuan’s eye was Meng Yan.
Back then, he traversed the Twelve Peaks of Trial Sword Peak and happened to encounter Meng Yan, intending to take him as a disciple at the time.
It was only due to the imminent opening of the Daoist School, that he suppressed the thought.
Though after many attentions.
After proving Dao True Immortal, not long after Meng Yan also promoted to Upper Immortal. Chen Jichuan was quite pleased with him, coupled with the solitude of East River Palace, he accepted him as a disciple, making him the second direct disciple of Dongqi Palace.
It was a source of envy for others.
Counting the years, it has been over four thousand years since Meng Yan joined.
Now.
In Dongqi Palace, among its only two True Immortal inheritors, the eldest disciple Shen Qingyi is six thousand years old, still advancing steadily, now in the Third Realm Upper Immortal, with hopes of proving Dao in the future.
Meng Yan is equally impressive.
He is over a hundred years older than Shen Qingyi, but his cultivation is not far behind, also at the Fourth-order Third Realm, further excelling with a remarkable mindset, neither arrogant nor hasty, with an unlimited future.
"Master!"
The two disciples arrived and bowed to Chen Jichuan.
Chen Jichuan looked at Shen Qingyi: "Chenyu Sister’s days are numbered, you should embark in a few days to accompany her at Canyun Daoist School."
"My mother."
Shen Qingyi’s expression changed.
Chenyu Daoist hailing from ’Canyun Daoist School,’ seldom visited after Shen Mo passed away. However, Shen Qingyi often communicated with her mother, frequently exchanging letters, even recently there was correspondence. But mother never spoke of her physical condition.
But being a True Immortal, the teacher naturally couldn’t be wrong.
Shen Qingyi’s heart was tumultuous, only reacting after a moment: "Thank you, Master, for the reminder. I shall set out for Canyun Daoist School tomorrow."
"Okay."
"Meng Yan, you go along with your senior sister and express my regards to Chenyu Daoist."
Chen Jichuan nodded at Meng Yan.
"Yes!"
Meng Yan responded.
"Once you arrive at Canyun Daoist School, don’t rush back. You both seldom leave the mountain, take this chance to travel around."
"Cultivation involves cultivation."
"Combining cultivation with travel."
"Staying within the mountain gate, progress becomes increasingly difficult."
Chen Jichuan continued.
"..."
"..."
Shen Qingyi and Meng Yan knew this truth, yet hearing it from their master made it somewhat awkward. Neither dared to disagree with their teacher, hastily suppressing their thoughts and responding in chorus.
Then.
Chen Jichuan took out from his sleeve a jade lamp, its green glow flickering, the fiery flame seeming ready to escape from the lamp.
It was the ’Qiantian Fire Spirit Lamp.’
"Qingyi."
"This lamp is called ’Qiantian Fire Spirit Lamp.’"
"In the past, your father entrusted it to me due to your young age. Now that you’ve reached Fourth-order Third Realm, possessing self-protection capabilities, naturally, this lamp should return to its original owner."
Chen Jichuan said, placing the lamp down.
"Master."
Shen Qingyi received the Spiritual Lamp, hesitated to speak.
"It’s your father’s belonging, keeping it isn’t reasonable for me."
"No need to say more."
Chen Jichuan waved his hand, not allowing Shen Qingyi to argue, thus settling the matter.
Then offering a few more reminders.
Sending the two disciples off.
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