I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Several days later.

The Xu family villa.

Children and grandchildren gathered together, daring not to breathe too loudly.

A few days ago, the family head, "Xu Su," came back to life, and with the operation of the Xu family, it was announced to the public that his health had improved.

"Xu Su" is a well-known archaeologist in the Great Zhou, influential not only within the industry but also a frequent guest on Great Zhou television programs, where his witty and profound storytelling amassed a large following of fans.

After the news spread, well-wishes continuously arrived, including from the cabinet and the Royal Family, congratulating Old Xu on his recovery.

The Xu family members who knew the truth were restless and inexplicably terrified!

Old Xu was truly dead, the one alive claimed to be "Yuan Ling," an unknown ancient creature!

Yuan Ling was actually Zhou Yi, using the Heavenly Ghost Sect’s Soul Division Secret Method to refine the dead Xu Su into a split soul to act under this identity.

In the future, even if traces were left behind, they wouldn’t be linked back to Zhou Yi, after all, "Heavenly Monarch Yuanling" was a name that rang with notoriety among ancient creatures, who would not only avoid suspicion but would also mock the self-sealing gone awry and the premature awakening.

"Enough, don’t look so worried, I’m not here to steal souls or possess bodies." Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Zhou Yi put down the history book in his hands and said, "I have come to understand the events of the past millennium clearly. If you have any questions, just ask them directly."

Xu Ce, the eldest son, looked at his "father" who appeared younger than himself, and despite the fear in his heart, other thoughts sprang to mind, prompting him to ask boldly.

"Heavenly Monarch, what exactly is your background?"

Over the past few days, the Xu family had various speculations. The older ones thought it was a possession by a ghost, while the younger ones guessed body snatching, time travel, resurrection...

"I come from the Cultivation World of a thousand years ago. I’m from the Xuanmen Orthodoxy, certainly not any kind of demon or ghost,"

Zhou Yi sighed helplessly, "Back then, to avoid catastrophe, I self-sealed within those Stone Beads. I never imagined there would be a problem with my Divine Skills. Now that I’ve unexpectedly awakened, I realize that the path to immortality has been severed, truly the will of the heavens!"

Xu Ce understood only half but that didn’t prevent him from being pleasantly surprised, "Father, are you a legendary immortal?"

Zhou Yi gave him a sideways glance and nodded, "According to your understanding, yes, you could say I am an immortal, but more accurately, I am a cultivator."

Cultivation!

The Xu family members immediately felt their fear diminish, and looking at Old Xu’s appearance, they found him quite approachable!

Xu Ce said, "Father, do you know of Kunlun Wonderland?"

"Kunlun? Haha!"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "When I roamed the Nine Continents, I had never heard of this place, it must have no connection with the Cultivation World but is instead a figment of later emperors’ imaginations."

"So it is."

Xu Ce said respectfully, "Father, what do you need for cultivation? Just give your son your orders."

Zhou Yi said, "Since I have taken over this body, I am now karmically linked with the Xu family. In the future, the Xu family will surely reap benefits, and anyone with a Spirit Root can cultivate!"

"Thank you, dear father."

"Grandpa is the best!"

Hearing these words, they showed filial piety and respect.

"Nowadays, it is rare to achieve immortality. My primary concern is to rebuild the sect so that I can face my ancestors with dignity after death!"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly and said, "However, the current Nine Continents is different from a thousand years ago. Do you have a way to quickly recruit top disciples for the sect?"

The Xu family members pondered deeply, realizing that this was a test.

They called him father and grandfather, but they knew it was only a superficial relationship. If they were of no use, their chances for a connection with immortality would be slim.

Xu Ce, who held a government position, suggested, "How about cooperating with the Imperial Court?"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "After my reincarnation, my Primordial Spirit merged into the ghostly realm, and my level has dropped, making it difficult to contend with the Imperial Court. The sect must not cooperate with the Imperial Court until it has a proper foundation!"

The Imperial Court has been scouring through Buddhist and Daoist scriptures for two to three years. Basic Qi Refining Techniques must exist, but they haven’t shared any news with the public.

The martial arts ban has not yet been lifted, ghostly entities are breeding and harming people everywhere, causing both the Imperial Court and the Investigation Bureau’s powers to rapidly expand!

Zhou Yi did not need to guess to know that cooperating with the Imperial Court would only cultivate a family of cultivators.

His grandson, Sun Yu, suggested, "Grandfather can use the internet to spread the sect’s cultivation techniques, select the best to enter the gate, and teach them the subsequent techniques."

Zhou Yi pretended to ponder for a moment and then nodded in agreement.

"This method is very good!"

...

Yicheng.

One of the nine satellite cities of Xianjing, each named after the Nine Continents, highlighting the immense pressure of the great Zhou over the world.

Continue your journey on empire

The Nine Continents are vast, with extremely uneven development outside of Cloud Continent.

In many remote areas, feudal rule is still maintained; the emperor sells the domestic ore veins to the great Zhou in exchange for advanced firearms to suppress the people and maintain his own stable rule.

Countless people hate the great Zhou, yet when it comes to changing countries, they are dead set against it!

At this moment.

Central Tower.

The alarm was piercing; the patrol swiftly evacuated the crowd.

Police cars surrounded the tower, claiming that there were fanatics from the Faith Alliance inside, carrying dangerous items intending to create an attack.

To the people of the great Zhou, fanatics were an existence even more horrifying than the Imperial Court.

Under the leadership of the Divine Country, the Faith Alliance had always been in conflict with the great Zhou, with both sides constantly developing new-style weapons, more powerful missiles, and bombers with longer range.

While large-scale wars had not erupted, small-scale conflicts and mutual infiltration and sabotage were common occurrences.

Inside the tower.

Xiao Ran held a bloodstained rag, casting a tracking spell, following the scent to sense the culprit’s location.

This piece of rag was left behind by the culprit after an injury during a roundup by the Investigation Bureau. The culprit possessed concealment spells that could mask their scent, making it difficult for ordinary police dogs to track by smell.

"The person is on the second basement level."

Xiao Ran looked at the building’s structural diagram and pointed to a location: "Right around here!"

The commander immediately ordered two teams of the Investigation Bureau’s experts, fully armed, to eliminate the perpetrator.

In today’s era, twenty years of martial arts cultivation couldn’t compete with a burst from a heavy machine gun. However, when martial artists combined with heavy weapons, their strong physique and sharp reflexes increased their lethality exponentially.

For example, a standard team’s firepower in the Investigation Bureau could include a trooper holding two six-barrel Gatling guns, carrying between five thousand to ten thousand rounds of ammunition, allowing for up to a minute of uninterrupted firing.

During last year’s test of a standard team’s firepower, the Investigation Bureau specifically invited an old retainer from the Royal Family, an Innate Grandmaster who had to flee when faced with the metal storm.

The strength and reflexes of martial artists turned mounted weapons into personal equipment!

Second basement level.

The standard team broke through from both the east and west entrances, cornering the perpetrator in the center, the commander’s voice coming through their ears.

"The perpetrator has not moved; be careful of traps!"

At this moment, there was no need for the commander to remind them, as the team members had already sensed something amiss. From a distance, they saw the perpetrator sitting cross-legged in place, with hundreds of withered corpses lying around.

The ground was carved with complex and sinister grooves, with the blood from the corpses flowing along these lines and gathering into a Blood Pool at the center.

The culprit, wearing a simple Taoist robe with hair turned red, sat in the middle of the Blood Pool. His narrow eyes swept over the squad, and he let out a strange laugh.

"Hehehe! I have just perfected the Blood Shadow Divine Skill, and now people come to die…"

The squad leader’s face did not change, and he signaled; the demolitions expert immediately got the message.

Swish! Swish!

Two rockets, trailing flames, were launched at the perpetrator, while at the same time countless bullets rattled off in a fusillade.