Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman
Chapter 642 - 351: Erase with One Sword! Special Spiritual Body!_2

Chapter 642: Chapter 351: Erase with One Sword! Special Spiritual Body!_2

Many people were picturing this terrifying fantasy in their minds,

when an expert obliviously added,

"We shouldn’t even mention the fleet at sea, if they wanted to, they could easily erase us with a single sword strike!"

"Based on our analysis of those mystical sword shadows, our current stronghold, built to withstand nuclear attacks, is very likely to be ineffective against such magical sword shadows..."

...

"Phew!"

Zhang Qiuzhen gently exhaled in the high sky before slowly descending back to the ground.

With a hint of a smile, he said to Zhou Xuan and Zhang Long,

"The issue with the time-space rift has been resolved."

"The Immortal Leader will summon us later, how about we return to our chambers and enjoy some tea in the meantime?"

Zhou Xuan naturally agreed without hesitation.

He also grew more admiring of Zhang Qiuzhen.

The whole process of mobilizing the Evil Extermination Thousand Sword Array to form the Evil-Slaying Sword Light was so seamlessly integrated.

Obviously, Senior Brother Zhang’s talent in formations was also exceptional.

No wonder, even though he was the earliest native from Water Blue Star to enter the Yunlai Immortal Sect,

and the first to join the sect as an official disciple, it was this Senior Brother Zhang Qiuzhen who became the senior disciple.

Alas, such is the usual state of cultivation, isn’t it?

The gaps between individuals are far more exaggerated and greater than those under a scientific civilization!

Zhou Xuan felt helpless about this.

But his heart remained unwavering on his own path of cultivation.

No matter how big the gap when compared with others,

it could not shake Zhou Xuan’s cultivation mindset.

Zhang Long didn’t know all this; he only felt that Senior Brother Zhang had just acted quite impressively.

He wondered how long it would take him to do the same.

Then, Zhang Long thought that this Senior Brother’s tea was bitterly harsh.

Suitable to the awful condition of their dwelling places.

If it were up to him, how could one possibly omit luxury homes, gourmet food, and entertainment like games and comics as part of the cultivation journey?

After all, these were things that could clear his mind—an essential aspect of cultivation, as per the instructional videos Zhang Long had watched!

One incense stick’s time after the space-time rift appeared and then disappeared,

Su Ping, with the help of the Golden Leaf Bodhi Tree, had successfully deciphered the entire meaning of another Stele Immortal Text.

He returned to the Pot Cave Heaven and with a wave of his hand, summoned Zhang Qiudao and Zhou Xuan to his side.

Shortly thereafter, Su Ping learned of the abnormality in Zhang Long.

After mumbling how interesting it was,

soon, Zhang Long, who had also been issued an invitation, entered the Pot Cave Heaven looking utterly confused.

After experiencing the rich Spiritual Energy of the Yunlai Immortal Realm,

Zhang Long realized that Senior Brother Zhou hadn’t lied to him!

The air in the Immortal Sect’s Grotto Heaven was indeed fantastic!

Just a few breaths of Spiritual Energy and Zhang Long felt like he had never been so comfortable in his whole life.

Su Ping sent Zhang Qiuzhen and Zhou Xuan on a Heart Cultivation journey to the Floating Illusion Temple.

Then, Zhang Qiuzhen would enter his cave mansion for Cultivation.

Zhou Xuan was to visit the True Martial Demon Suppression Emperor Divine Temple to pay respects and become familiar with the blessings of the Heavenly Soldiers’ Divine Statues.

The Exorcism Mage Yun Kong was also about to gather enough resources to succeed in advancing to the Fourth Tier.

At that time, these Divine Statues would also be able to level up.

Those who received the blessings from the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals Divine Statues could also play more roles later.

As for Zhang Long,

Su Ping led him out of the Pot Cave Heaven and returned to the canopy of the Golden Leaf Bodhi Tree on the moon surface.

where the Primordial Spirit avatar of the Golden Leaf Bodhi Tree also appeared to assist in studying Zhang Long.

As the subject of this research, Zhang Long, after being glanced at gently by Su Ping, quickly fell into a deep sleep, at the mercy of Su Ping’s arrangements.

Su Ping took out the Bloodline Magic Artifact obtained from the Five Elements Realm.

After extracting and testing Zhang Long’s blood,

no Anomaly appeared in any of the Magic Artifacts.

Obviously, these Artifacts had not recorded Zhang Long’s Spiritual Body.

As for the possibility that Zhang Long had no Spiritual Body and that the prior inexplicable coincidences were just mere chance,

Su Ping felt that it was not the case.

Because under the perception of his Primordial Spirit,

he could indeed feel that Zhang Long seemingly had an inherently stronger soul than common people did,

and it contained some sort of elusive mystery.

"If the Magic Artifacts are ineffective, it’s a bit of a hassle, but I’ll have to ask Meng for help."

A thought occurred in Su Ping’s mind, and Meng, resembling a snake of almost the same size as an ordinary one, was summoned.

Then, as Meng’s large eyes opened,

Whoosh!

The Dream Barrier unfolded!

Zhang Long’s Divine Soul and subconscious were both dragged into it.

The secrets hidden deep within his Divine Soul were also revealed before Su Ping’s eyes.

Su Ping, considering previous events, suspected that Zhang Long’s talent might be related to luck.

But as the testing deepened,

Su Ping realized that this talent was not luck but rather a wish.

Zhang Long managed to secure extraordinary ingredient portions multiple times because he would wish during purchase that he had to get these ingredients to make a fortune.

Thus, after a coincidence where his talent was activated by spiritual energy nourishing the ingredients,

this wish was fulfilled by a mysterious force within his body.

Moreover, the mysterious force of this wish-granting talent was actually very weak.

With Zhang Long’s current abilities, it was impossible for him to affect reality,

let alone influence others.

So even if he wished to win a game, he couldn’t interfere with the opponent’s performance to dazzle them completely.

That he could influence the purchase portion was only because, ultimately, it was just a string of virtual numbers.

It was a change to something virtual and still within its rule’s scope.

That’s why it was possible to succeed.

"This physique’s damage to the divine soul is almost impossible to self-recover."

"..."

"If someone in the Immortal Cultivation World awakened this kind of physique."

"They would probably just be treated as an ordinary person or cultivator with good luck."

"And because the damage to the divine soul is irreversible, they are likely to die young or become foolish."

"Then, they would become another example of someone who is ’luck is conserved’ in the eyes of others."

"Even for this Zhang Long, if Zhou Xuan hadn’t discovered him, "

"probably, it wouldn’t be long before he suffered from premature aging due to too many activations of the talent, right?"

Su Ping took out a bottle of Purification Potion and poured it into Zhang Long’s mouth.

Immediately, a previously unseen change occurred.

After Zhang Long consumed the Purification Potion,

his divine soul greedily absorbed all the medicine.

Then, Su Ping felt the longing coming from the darkest depths of the divine soul, like a black hole.

It wasn’t merely a craving for the Purification Potion,

but for all things related to abundance!

"This kid!"

Su Ping was not alarmed but pleased.

The more twisted Zhang Long’s talent, the more he liked it.

Because after catching the Star Spirit Fish next time,

Zhang Long having it meant Su Ping also had it, and due to their Primordial Spirit’s strength and cultivation, they could exert a much stronger effect!

In Su Ping’s mind, he also intuitively sensed the name of this spiritual body within Zhang Long.

It was not merely a wish but included a balance between desire and disappointment, joy and sorrow, gain and loss.

Zhang Long couldn’t control this spiritual body at all, so he only managed to fulfill a bit of his wish for spirit-nourished ingredients at the cost of endangering his life.

A better way to initially control this spiritual body would be to use it to balance the cultivation within his body.

For instance, exchanging several years or decades of additional cultivation to break through a realm’s bottleneck seamlessly.

Or during Alchemy, using more materials as a trade-off to increase the Pill Formation Rate of top-grade pills.

Of course, these were all just speculations.

If he really wanted to achieve this, Su Ping would need to explore from scratch.

However, looking at this spiritual body’s special response to abundance,

its potential... was definitely not lacking.

It might even be possible that it was a potential existence on the same level as abundance.

And for the Fruitful God... in Su Ping’s view, this would not be inferior to those Abyss Seven Emperors amongst the Ancient Gods.

Zhang Long woke from his sleep,

finding himself in an old-fashioned and elegant room.

He checked that his clothes were intact, rubbed his head and sighed with relief, gradually recalling the previous events.

"Is this still in the Immortal Sect’s grotto heaven?"

Zhang Long murmured softly,

suddenly noticing the door being opened.

Immediately, he saw a figure resembling an Immortal Child, with snow-white wings on its back, the White Crane Child, walking in.

"Awake?"

The White Crane Child took out a storage bag, and from it, he laid some clothes on the table:

"Change your clothes, then take this pill as breakfast."

"For the next period, "

"you will train and be taught as an Outer Sect disciple of the Immortal Sect."

"Your fellow senior brothers all have high hopes for you and hope you seize this opportunity given by the Immortal Master."

"Huh?"

"Rest assured, senior brother, I will listen to everything you say!"

Zhang Long was slightly startled, then joy filled his heart; he quickly jumped out of bed and nodded repeatedly.

"..."

The White Crane Child looked at Zhang Long’s brisk movements and slightly relaxed his expression, saying:

"Just call me White Crane Taoist..."