Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 474: The Everlasting Immortal Fairy: I’ll Help Cultivate in Your Stead
A month and a half passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, the Central Continent buzzed with excitement. City-level and provincial-level competitions unfolded in full swing, gathering all of Great Xia’s talents onto the tournament stages. Match after match brought surprises, as previously obscure cultivators rose to fame overnight, leaving those who knew them utterly dumbfounded. Even meticulously groomed disciples, in whom first-class sects had placed great hopes, were occasionally defeated by unknown minor cultivators.
Soon, the day of the Dao-Seeking Sect’s celebration arrived.
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During the past month and a half, the Everlasting Immortal Fairy ran amok within the Dao-Seeking Sect with Lu Yang abetting her misdeeds—the pair colluding as perfect partners in crime.
At Heaven Gate’s Peak, two Lu Yangs sat inside the cave abode, one reviewing official documents, the other fast asleep—equally occupied in their own ways.
“Just hold on a little longer. Once the celebration passes, it’ll all be over!” Lu Yang pumped himself up while going through the documents. As the celebration approached, he pored over lists of outstanding young talents who had risen through provincial-level competitions and the representatives from various attending factions.
He was currently using the Tree-Planting Mantra’s wooden clone, while the one sleeping was the Everlasting Immortal Fairy who had successfully taken over his body.
“Immortal Fairy, are you sure this counts as ‘helping me to cultivate?’”
Perhaps stirred by a pang of conscience, the Everlasting Immortal Fairy felt that constantly taking over Lu Yang’s body was improper, as it kept cutting into his cultivation time, so she offered to help him in his cultivation.
After all, we share the same body. It’s the same no matter who’s cultivating.
Then, the Everlasting Immortal Fairy continued sleeping.
“Haaah.” Roused by Lu Yang, the Everlasting Immortal Fairy let out a huge yawn and scowled at him. “Of course, I’m cultivating! This is the Sleeping Cultivation Method, which operates on the same principle as my sleeping to restore my cultivation. It is a supreme cultivation method only immortals master. As a mortal, the profundities within naturally elude your comprehension.”
Lu Yang inwardly refuted, Aren’t immortals already at the pinnacle of cultivation? What possible use could a “Sleeping Cultivation Method” serve?
But due to the acting sect leader’s overwhelming authority, Lu Yang had no way to rein her in, so he could only return to his paperwork.
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“So this is the Dao-Seeking Sect. How magnificent.” Ming Tai involuntarily remarked in awe as he stood before the Dao-Seeking Sect’s gate, gazing at the undulating mountain ranges beyond and feeling spirit energy permeate every pore of his being.
Representing the Sword Tower, he successfully advanced to the finals and now prepared to enter the Dao-Seeking Sect with his elder. The Dao-Seeking Sect is much more opulent and grand than the Sword Tower.
Ming Tai’s reaction went unnoticed among the crowd. Numerous finalists and the factions were visiting for the first time and were equally thunderstruck by the Dao-Seeking Sect’s lavish and imposing scale. If the spirit energy at the gates alone was this abundant, what wonders must await within?
“Ming Tai, let’s go.” The Sword Tower’s elder strode ahead, beckoning Ming Tai to follow.
The elder was no stranger to the Dao-Seeking Sect. He made his way through the bamboo forest with practiced ease and soon arrived at the center of the sect—the main venue of the celebration.
The main venue comprised Heaven’s Gate Peak, the eight elders’ mountain peaks, and the commercial street, the sect’s most bustling area.
“The Dao-Seeking Sect has certainly put in the work.” The Sword Tower elder stroked his beard. He could tell that the Dao-Seeking Sect took this celebration seriously. At the foot of Heaven’s Gate Peak, they had cleared an open space where a white jade altar now stood. Atop the altar were three towering statues draped in red cloth.
Upon the altar lay ceremonial items such as cauldrons (ding), food vessels (gui), stemmed plates (dou), wine vessels (zun), pots (hu), wine holders (jue), wine cups (xiaojue), candlesticks, incense burners, wine trays, and ceremonial instruments such as bianzhong (chime bells) and bianqing (stone chimes).[1] Other ritual items and tools appeared so ancient that even the elder couldn’t recognize them.
Everything was arranged according to the highest ritual standards. Several Dao-Seeking Sect disciples stood guard around the altar, ensuring no one approached before the ceremony commenced.
“It resembles the Barbarian Tribe’s ancestor worship ceremonies, though this is far more intricate,” the elder commented.
As the oldest branch of humanity, the Barbarian Tribe inherited legacies from ancient times. Their ancestor worship ceremonies were widely regarded as the most authentic recreations of rites in the ancient era. Many scholars seek out the Barbarian Tribe in hopes of piecing the fragments together to catch a glimpse of the ancient past.
What the Sword Tower elder failed to recognize were the elements Lu Yang had the Everlasting Immortal Fairy reconstruct from rites honoring ancestors and immortals in the ancient era.
Although the Everlasting Immortal Fairy was unreliable, her memory was still reliable. She easily reproduced the authentic and orthodox ceremonial procedures from ancient times. She could have conjured up even more ancient and orthodox immortal gatherings, but Lu Yang had vetoed that particular proposal.
“Elder Sikong, it’s been a long time.”
Hearing someone call him, the Sword Tower elder turned toward the familiar voice. It was Lu Baqian, the Corpse-Driving Sect Leader, who had been in the limelight as of late. Trailing behind him were the sect disciples slated to participate in the finals.
“Ah, Sect Leader Lu.” Elder Sikong greeted him with a wave, his unconstrained and clean movements characteristic of sword cultivators.
“Greetings, Sect Leader Lu,” Ming Tai echoed respectfully.
“Haha! How did you know I’ve advanced to the Transcendent Tribulation Stage?” Lu Baqian chortled, his eyes almost imperceptible.
Elder Sikong, “...”
“Brother Sikong, you still haven’t advanced to the Transcendent Tribulation Stage after so long. Looks like you have neglected your cultivation.” As the first among their generation to reach the Transcendent Tribulation Stage, Lu Baqian was flaunting his achievement everywhere he went. To make matters worse, his cultivation was so high that no one could bring him down.
Elder Sikong’s fingers silently gripped his sword hilt for a moment before deciding against drawing his sword.
“This is your Sword Tower’s disciple?” Having bragged enough, Lu Baqian finally noticed Ming Tai.
“Our sole outstanding disciple who has inherited the Supreme Lord’s legacy.” Speaking of Ming Tai softened Elder Sikong's expression with pride.
“The Supreme Lord’s legacy?” Lu Baqian gasped softly, his pupils contracting in astonishment.
A Fusion cultivator could be addressed as “True Lord,” a Transcendent Tribulation cultivator as a “Venerable Lord,” and a half-immortal as a “Supreme Lord.”
This person called Ming Tai has inherited the Sword Tower’s Supreme Lord’s legacy?!
The Sword Tower Supreme Lord was a Sword Dao half-immortal who perished before ascending to an immortal. The legacy he left behind had such exacting requirements that no one was qualified. Lu Baqian hadn’t thought he would meet its inheritor in his lifetime.
The Sword Tower sure played their cards close, quietly grooming such an impressive successor. If not for this tournament, they probably wouldn’t have been willing to bring Ming Tai out.
“Zhao Po, our Corpse-Driving Sect’s outstanding disciple.”
If not for the outlier Huang Ming, Zhao Po would be the Corpse-Driving Sect’s true number one of the younger generation. In addition, the battle at Hanshui City had tempered him and broadened his horizons. After Lu Baqian broke through to the Transcendent Tribulation Stage, he even personally guided Zhao Po, allowing the latter to improve by leaps and bounds on all fronts.
“Alright, that’s enough. While Sect Leader Lu and I chat, you youngsters can play around.” Elder Sikong shooed them away. Without the juniors present, he wouldn’t have to maintain his formal demeanor.
“Hello, Zhao Po, I’m Ming Tai. You’re a disciple of the Corpse-Driving Sect?” Ming Tai beamed, evidently a cheerful and eloquent person. “That is to say that you’ve experienced the Hanshui City incident?”
The Hanshui City incident was the largest battle seen in nearly a century, involving three Transcendent Tribulation cultivators and the Supreme Grand Heavenly Sovereign who crushed them. The event captured the world’s attention and was adapted into pingshu stories, widely circulated among the masses. Ming Tai frequented teahouses to listen to these tales.
To actually encounter someone who has experienced the Hanshui City battle firsthand—how could anyone stay calm?! 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
Zhao Po nodded. “Mmm. Back when the battle erupted in the skies above Hanshui City, Senior Brother Lu Yang and I were in the provincial governor’s estate and the nearest to the battle.”
“You even know Senior Brother Lu Yang?” Ming Tai's eyes sparkled, his voice rising an octave in heightened excitement.
What’s all the rage in teahouses? It’s Saga of the Dao-Seeking Sect: Chronicles of Lu Yang!
Ahhh!
1. Some of the terms here are archaic and rare terms used nowadays. Anyway, full image gallery below! ☜
