Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World-Chapter 1052 - 511: Unifying the Southern Continent, Primordial Talisman Sect Expands (2)
As if constructed from strands of Profound Yellow Qi, it was permeated with rich life energy.
"This."
Jiang Fan directly consumed one drop of the medicinal liquid.
In an instant, this drop of liquid exploded within his body, akin to a volcanic eruption.
Threads of Profound Yellow Qi seeped into his limbs, his bones, and every corner of his physique.
His body emitted dazzling beams of Profound Yellow light.
At the same time, the primordial magical power within his body surged rapidly, visible to the naked eye.
"The medicinal power is truly astonishing."
"Ordinary Tier Six Elixirs can’t even compare."
"Luckily, I refined this Spirit Fruit using the Ten Thousand Transformations Immortal Cauldron, allowing it to be processed into droplets of medicinal liquid."
"If I had consumed the entire Spirit Fruit at once, it might have led to death by explosion."
Jiang Fan was utterly amazed.
He sensed that a single Profound Yellow Fruit contained immense energy, comparable to a Tier Six Elixir.
It’s no wonder it was nurtured by an Eight-Tier Spirit Plant.
It couldn’t be matched by common Spirit Medicine at all.
If the medicinal power of this Profound Yellow Fruit could be completely absorbed, it might elevate his cultivation to the perfection of early-stage Void Refining, or even mid-stage Void Refining.
This time, his gains were truly vast, comparable to a gift from the Heavenly Dao.
Moreover, this Profound Yellow Tree could bear fruit a second and third time.
But this would require waiting for some time.
After all, the Immortal Dew within the Immortal Dew Bottle takes time to coalesce.
At the moment, he has no Immortal Dew left.
For now, Jiang Fan entered a state of secluded cultivation; he needed to quickly ascend to the second layer of Void Refining.
For him, this was a race against time.
...
A year later.
To the Void Realm, a mere year is fleetingly short, like the snap of a finger.
But to the Southern Continent, it was a year of earth-shattering change.
The continent was originally divided among various dukes, with Nascent Soul Sects scattered throughout the Southern Continent, each governing its region independently.
Occasionally, these Nascent Soul Sects would wage wars over territory, causing countless mortal deaths.
These Nascent Soul Sects have always stood above, overlooking all beings.
Unless the sect’s Nascent Soul Cultivator completely perished, the Nascent Soul Sect would never decline.
This is why some Nascent Soul Sects are extremely ancient, having been passed down for tens of thousands of years.
Yet, all this was sealed with an end this year.
Because the Primordial Talisman Sect arrived.
A clone of Jiang Fan personally intervened, backed by numerous Tier Five Spirit Beasts.
It swept across the Nascent Soul influence of the entire Southern Continent.
The Nascent Soul Cultivators and Golden Core Cultivators were naturally reluctant, some resolved to defy unto death.
However, to Void Refining Cultivator Jiang Fan, they were insignificant.
As long as the Heaven-Transforming Staff Talisman was invoked, the elders and sect leaders could all be transformed.
They became the most devout followers of the Primordial Talisman Sect.
This is why, in just a year, the Southern Continent was unified under the Primordial Talisman Sect.
And the original site of the Void Secret Realm also became a branch of the Primordial Talisman Sect.
It became the core hub of the entire Southern Continent.
For many cultivators on the Southern Continent, this was an unprecedented change.
...
At this moment, in a cave somewhere on the Southern Continent.
This is a relic of a Nascent Soul Cave Mansion.
"Haha, after hundreds of years of effort, I’ve finally advanced to Nascent Soul."
"From now on I will be the overlord of this continent, enjoying a thousand years of life."
An old man in a white robe sat cross-legged, embodying an ethereal and immortal demeanor.
A terrifying fluctuation of spiritual qi emanated from his body, clearly marking him as a First-Layer Nascent Soul Cultivator.
His name was Cold Pool Daoist.
Once upon a time, he was a Golden Core Loose Cultivator within the Profound Celestial Sword Sect, possessing Earth Spirit Root Talent.
With no background, by sheer coincidence he acquired the inheritance of an ordinary Qi Cultivation Loose Cultivator, thus embarking on the path of cultivation.
Due to this, his journey was fraught with countless perils and tribulations.
He had been robbed by Tribulation Cultivators, framed by cultivation families, even betrayed by friends and family.
Yet despite these adversities, he cultivated to the Golden Core level.
Later, his luck improved when he discovered a Nascent Soul Cave Mansion left behind thousands of years ago.
Inside, he obtained all of its inheritance.
This led him, after a century of seclusion, to breakthrough and ascend to Nascent Soul.
With such power, he could completely establish a sect on the Southern Continent.
If he’s lucky, the sect he founded could at least last a millennium.
And he would become a renowned great cultivator on the Southern Continent.
Those families and sects that had offended him in the past, he would surely take revenge against them one by one.
"Let’s go to the Profound Celestial Sword Sect first."
"Even if I’ve promoted to Nascent Soul, I can’t easily offend such an ancient Nascent Soul Sect."
"Moreover, the next part of the cultivation journey requires contact with more fellow cultivators."
Cold Pool Daoist pondered over his next path in cultivation.
He was still full of ambition.
Because he didn’t want to be limited to the first-layer Nascent Soul; if possible, he wanted to reach a level that no one on the Southern Continent had reached in countless years, the Divinity Transformation Realm.
If that wasn’t possible, he at least wanted to become a late-stage Nascent Soul great cultivator.
Whoosh!
Thinking of this, Cold Pool Daoist immediately left the ruins cave mansion, flying towards the direction of the Profound Celestial Sword Sect.
In just a few days, he arrived at the nearest city to the Profound Celestial Sword Sect—Xuanjian City.
"What’s going on? How did Xuanjian City get so much larger?"
Upon nearing Xuanjian City, Cold Pool Daoist was dumbfounded, his eyes narrowing.
Over the past few centuries, he had visited this city countless times and knew it inside out.
But now, Xuanjian City had expanded more than tenfold compared to before.
It was densely populated with cultivators.
The population seemed to have increased by over tenfold.
Compared to before, it was bustling more times than he could count.
What startled him even more was that the restriction array of Xuanjian City seemed terrifying.
The entire city was shrouded by an invisible barrier.
Vaguely, it seemed as if a True Dragon was perched above the city.
This made even a Nascent Soul cultivator like him feel a series of heart palpitations, as if this place was like a dragon’s den or tiger’s lair.
Clearly, this strange change left him feeling vaguely uneasy, not knowing what had occurred.
Whoosh!
Thinking of this, Cold Pool Daoist decided not to enter Xuanjian City.
He laid in wait outside the city for a long time, eventually finding an opportunity to capture a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
The other party was definitely an Inner Sect Disciple of the Profound Celestial Sword Sect, named Zhou Yunqing.
"Senior, don’t kill me, I’m just a nobody."
"If you kill me, you’ll definitely be hunted by the Primordial Talisman Sect."
Foundation Establishment cultivator Zhou Yunqing was scared to death, his face ashen.
He didn’t even know how he had offended this mysterious Nascent Soul cultivator.
He considered himself extremely unlucky.
"Primordial Talisman Sect? What sect is that?"
"Aren’t you a disciple of the Profound Celestial Sword Sect?"
Cold Pool Daoist frowned and asked.
"Senior, the Profound Celestial Sword Sect is long gone."
"Now we’re all disciples of the Primordial Talisman Sect."
Foundation Establishment cultivator Zhou Yunqing explained helplessly.
"Impossible, how could the powerful and millennium-standing Nascent Soul Sect, the Profound Celestial Sword Sect, just disappear?"
"What’s really going on here?"
Upon hearing this, Cold Pool Daoist was greatly shocked, feeling it’s unbelievable.
He knew how strong the Profound Celestial Sword Sect was as a Nascent Soul Sect.
At least three Nascent Soul cultivators guarded it.
The sect also had a Tier Five Grand Array.
Even when facing an attack from several Nascent Soul influences, it wouldn’t be at risk of destruction.
But now, he heard the news of the Profound Celestial Sword Sect’s demise, which was simply absurd.
And what was this Primordial Talisman Sect, what background did it have, and why hadn’t he heard of it before?
"Just a year ago, this Primordial Talisman Sect suddenly appeared and destroyed the Profound Celestial Sword Sect."
"In fact, not only the Profound Celestial Sword Sect."
"All the Nascent Soul influences on the Southern Continent were wiped out."
"Now the only influence left on the Southern Continent is the Primordial Talisman Sect."
"This is common knowledge, anyone you ask will know, I haven’t deceived you, Senior."
Foundation Establishment cultivator Zhou Yunqing explained.
"Ha?!"
Cold Pool Daoist was flabbergasted, with waves of upheaval in his heart.
He didn’t know what to say, as this news was just too preposterous.
