97: Disadvantages of Tiansheng Law

“This child certainly has some tricks up his sleeve…”

On the main seat, the Old Immortal Master nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

On the other side, Wine Sword Life’s moves were vicious and sharp, and for a time, no one dared to step forward.

“In that case… this first Xianyuan Pill belongs to Wine Sword Life.”

The Old Immortal Master floated down and bestowed the Immortal Pill.

The pill was snow-white, smooth as jade, and its surface shimmered with flowing light; it was clearly not an ordinary item.

Wine Sword Life took the Xianyuan Pill, his arms trembling, his face flushed red.

He no longer had the composed and calm demeanor he displayed moments ago.

A figure involuntarily appeared in his mind.

A hint of hatred flashed in his eyes, and he secretly gritted his teeth.

“Fang Ping, now I have also become an Outer Sect Disciple of the Tiansheng Sect… The grudge from three years ago will surely be repaid a hundredfold.”

Soon, one after another, Jianghu experts successively ascended the stage to fight.

The originally clean and tidy arena was covered with a layer of flesh and blood, making one’s feet slip.

Half an hour later, only one Xianyuan Pill remained.

“If no one challenges, this last Xianyuan Pill will belong to Iron-Faced Judge Song Ci,” the Yuanjin City Lord shouted.

“Wait…”

The Yuan Ci Avatar jumped onto the arena.

“Oh, there really is someone not afraid of death.

A mountain woodcutter, yet he also dreams of immortal destiny.”

“Heh heh, Song Ci strikes the hardest; even the least injured will lose an arm.

For this person to step forward and challenge is simply courting death.”

“Do you really think the nickname ‘Iron-Faced Judge’ was given for no reason?”

On the stage, Song Ci’s face darkened, and he said coldly, “Since you seek death, I will send you on your way today.”

Whoosh—

The steel judge’s brush traced an arc in the air, aiming directly for the vital throat.

“This move is called ‘Judge’s Throat Seal’; at least ten people have died by this move.”

“Song Ci is getting serious.”

“This woodcutter is dead for sure.”

The onlookers stared at the Yuan Ci Avatar as if looking at a dead man.

However, just as the judge’s brush was three feet from his face, an arm like a refined iron python extended out.

His hand formed a claw, narrowly dodging the brush tip and grabbing Song Ci’s wrist joint.

With a slight exertion of force, Song Ci’s entire arm twisted like a pretzel, blood oozing out.

“Not good!”

Song Ci tried to pull back, but his wrist felt as if it were caught by an iron claw, unmoving.

Immediately, he pulled out a dagger from his waist with his other hand and thrust it forward.

The next instant, a sense of lightness came from his wrist.

Before Song Ci could rejoice, a palm like a cattail fan slammed onto his glabella.

Immediately, blood streamed from his seven orifices, and he fell dead.

Such fierce claw techniques astonished everyone.

“If this person were to fight one-on-one, he would be a formidable opponent…” Wine Sword Life felt lingering fear.

Beside him, the Old Immortal Master nodded slightly and came forward.

“With such abundant Qi and blood, there’s a good chance of developing a High Grade Spiritual Root.”

‘High Grade Spiritual Root…’

The Yuan Ci Avatar silently repeated in his heart.

On his face, he respectfully received the Xianyuan Pill.

“Many thanks, Immortal Master, for bestowing the pill…”

“Haha, Junior Brother, you are too polite.

When we return to the Tiansheng Sect, you may call me Senior Brother Yun Fu…”

The Old Immortal Master introduced himself, a courtesy never extended to others.

He clearly thought highly of Yuan Ci’s future immortal path.

The Immortal Destiny Assembly concluded here.

“You seven have three hours to return to your residences, bid farewell to friends and family, and pack your belongings.

From now on, once you enter the Sect, Mortals and immortals will be separated forever.”

Immortal Master Yun Fu shouted.

His voice was deep, like rolling thunder, echoing through the clouds.

Three hours later, a spirit boat soared from the ground, disappearing into the clouds.

The clouds were within reach, and the astonishing momentum caused Wine Sword Life and others to exclaim in surprise.

The Yuan Ci Avatar also cooperated, feigning astonishment.

A few days later, amidst swirling mists, a Sect entrance appeared before their eyes.

It was the Tiansheng Sect.

“Senior Brother Fu Yun, was this trip smooth…”

A long-faced Disciple guarding the gate approached, his face full of smiles.

“So-so, one hundred contribution points earned…” Old Daoist Yun Fu said smugly.

“Next, I ask Junior Brother to arrange the whereabouts of these immortal seedlings…”

“Haha, no problem, no problem.”

They received Sect tokens, a leaf spirit boat, robes, storage items, and so on.

Half a day later, Yuan Ci settled into a wooden courtyard.

This was the residence of an Outer Sect Disciple.

If he broke through to the Foundation Building Realm, he would become an Inner Sect Disciple.

Like Old Daoist Yun Fu, he could choose an Immortal Cave on the mountainside.

The living environment there was excellent, and it came with cultivation resources such as a medicinal garden and spirit spring.

After settling his bedding, until evening, Yuan Ci closed his door, lit an oil lamp, and examined the round Xianyuan Pill in his palm.

“This pill can actually give birth to a Spiritual Root, directly allowing entry into the Heavenly Saint Technique, without paying any price…”

The cultivation methods in this world were peculiar; he had never seen a cultivation method that didn’t require a price.

“Entry is so simple… is there something fishy about it?”

Yuan Ci’s eyes flickered.

He lowered his head, his gaze sinking into the token, which was inscribed with delicate small characters.

It was a cultivation method.

【Heavenly Saint Technique】

【Introduction: This was created by the Heavenly Saint Old Ancestor. Cultivators must swallow the Xianyuan Pill and refine a Spiritual Root to enter.】

Besides this, the other characters were blurry.

Clearly, more information about the cultivation method could only be seen after entry.

“No rush… it takes Mortals quite some time to refine Spirit Pills.

Taking this opportunity, why not send both this Xianyuan Pill and the recording stone to the main body…”

He pointed at the bird on his shoulder. The Kunpeng opened its mouth and swallowed the items into its belly, then a flash of escape light, and it disappeared from its original spot.

Half a month later.

Morning.

“Junior Brother Yuan Ci, have you evolved your Spiritual Root today?” Old Daoist Yun Fu asked in a low voice.

“Still a bit short. I estimate it will be completely refined in three days at most…” Yuan Ci feigned a look of shame.

Upon hearing this, Old Daoist Yun Fu’s expression turned ugly.

Normally, the higher the quality of the Spiritual Root, the faster one refines the pill.

Like Wine Sword Life, he refined the Xianyuan Pill on the third day, giving birth to a unique Wine Spiritual Root.

This was a variant of the Water Spiritual Root; drinking alcohol could accelerate cultivation.

His cultivation speed was only slightly inferior to a High Grade Spiritual Root.

It truly astonished many people.

The other five also successively gave birth to Spiritual Roots.

The one who took the longest was no more than ten days.

Who knew that Yuan Ci, in whom he had placed such high hopes, had not yet refined it after half a month?

‘Could it be that this person is naturally unable to refine the Xianyuan Pill… such situations have occurred before.

Damn it…’

Those who gave birth to excellent Spiritual Roots could bring him a lot of contribution points.

Yun Fu’s expression turned cold, he spoke a few perfunctory sentences, and then left with a flick of his sleeves.

“It seems I can’t hide it for much longer…” Yuan Ci narrowed his eyes, watching Yun Fu’s retreating back.

Suddenly, a small gray bird flew in.

It opened its mouth and spat out a Jade Slip and a pill.

His consciousness entered it, and joy immediately appeared on his face.

“The main body truly has a way; it actually improved the quality of the Xianyuan Pill… Eh?

So this pill is refined from the eggs of a worm called the Heavenly Saint Worm.

The Spiritual Root is merely the hatching of the worm eggs, relying on the spine to form…”

The Jade Slip detailed the key points and drawbacks of the Heavenly Saint Technique.

The higher the cultivation, the Heavenly Saint Worm in the spine would gradually awaken, step by step altering the Cultivator’s character until he became a worm slave.

The Tiansheng Sect’s biggest worm slave was the Dongxuan Realm Old Ancestor—Heavenly Saint Child.

“However, to confuse a Cultivator’s mind and cause a major change, it would at least require the True Core… Before the True Core, the impact isn’t significant.”

Yuan Ci glanced at the Xianyuan Pill in his hand and swallowed it whole.

His Qi and blood circulated, quietly refining it.

Three breaths later.

A yellowish aura emanated from his bones, transforming into a phantom of mountains, soaring straight into the sky.

This phenomenon immediately astonished the entire Tiansheng Sect.