Chapter 33: What Is A Pure Immortal
“What is a Pure Immortal Body?”
Gao Huan’s physique seemed very special, making two unfathomably deep cultivators, Shi Jiuzhai and Cang Li, successively moved by it. Li Weiyi couldn’t help but ask.
Zhao Zhizhuo explained to Cang Li: “They have not properly cultivated Martial Arts, all relying on their own fumbling. As for little brother Gao Huan, it seems he recently had a fortuitous encounter, transforming into a Pure Immortal Body.”
Cang Li had no doubt.
Someone who could ask such common knowledge, what problem could there be?
He explained to Li Weiyi: “The world has never been fair; people are divided into three, six, nine grades. Mortals, Deformed Humanoid Race, Pure Immortal Body—these are the three major mainstream human races.”
“The number of the Deformed Humanoid Race is about one-tenth that of Mortals. Some are due to bloodline inheritance from the previous generation, some from swallowing and drinking the blood of Ancient Immortal Giant Beast remnants, growing certain beast-like features on their bodies. For example, some grow wings, some grow claws, some grow tails…”
“Not only does their appearance change dramatically, but due to the influence of Ancient Immortal Giant Beast Blood, their body size often becomes abnormally huge.”
“Therefore, in the same realm, the Deformed Humanoid Race is often much stronger than Mortals.”
“The number of Pure Immortal Bodies is about one in ten thousand Mortals, or even fewer. In the entire Li Zhou, from fifteen to thirty years old, the young generation’s Pure Immortal Bodies all added up don’t reach a hundred. Each one is famous, synonymous with Heaven’s Chosen.”
“The birth of Pure Immortal Bodies: some from bloodline inheritance, some from consuming Precious Medicine exotic herbs, or another result of drinking Ancient Immortal Giant Beast Blood, and also Immortal Soil nourishment… there are many reasons creating Pure Immortal Bodies. Some even do nothing, eat nothing, just break through one realm and transform into a Pure Immortal Body.”
“Pure Immortal Body: skin like fine jade, or like Lapis Lazuli, Silver. Females beautiful like Fairies, males handsome like saints—they are heaven and earth’s darlings, bodies without flaws, skin like jade, bones extraordinary, cultivation talent certainly top-tier.”
“Any Pure Immortal Body will inevitably be eagerly recruited by major sects, and also the target of marriage alliances from major gateways. Not only because of their outstanding appearance and cultivation talent, but more importantly, their descendants have a certain chance of birthing new Pure Immortal Bodies.”
“In the same realm…”
“Examples of Pure Immortal Bodies crossing realms to kill Mortal Martial Cultivators are countless, almost routine. Failing to cross realms for such a feat would instead become a joke in the Immortal Forest.”
“Immortal Forest is the circle that only Pure Immortal Body Martial Cultivators or Spirit God Mind Masters can enter.”
“To put it this way! Among the world’s topmost Strong Practitioners, the numbers of Pure Immortal Bodies and Deformed Humanoid Race are only slightly fewer than Mortals.”
“In other words, the cultivation talent of the Deformed Humanoid Race is close to ten times that of Mortals. Pure Immortal Body… saying ten thousand times might be exaggerated, but the difficulty of becoming a topmost Strong Practitioner is indeed thousands or ten thousands of times smaller than for Mortals.”
In the Battle of Zangxian Town, the Cang Li Tribe suffered no small losses, with many promising Martial Cultivators dying in battle.
But unexpectedly, here there would be such a surprise gain.
Cang Li was really too happy!
If Gao Huan’s cultivation were very high, Cang Li might suspect a bit, but with no cultivation traces at all, it couldn’t be better.
Cang Li said to Li Weiyi: “The Cang Li Tribe has one last slot left. I intend to bring him into the Jiu Li Dao Academy for cultivation, preparing for the Mang Mountain Grand Sacrifice half a year from now. But the premise is, he must first join the Cang Li Tribe and become a formal member of the tribe. Help me ask his opinion?”
Li Weiyi understood; the other party deliberately emphasized the last slot, saying it for him to hear.
He believed Cang Li wouldn’t deliberately deceive, but he felt somewhat disappointed in his heart.
Is the gap between Mortals and Pure Immortal Bodies that big?
In just an instant, the disappointment in Li Weiyi’s heart dissipated, replaced by fighting spirit full of readiness to meet all challenges in life. Cang Li had said that even among topmost Strong Practitioners, the number of Mortals was still a bit more than Deformed Humanoid Race and Pure Immortal Bodies.
The road was just more difficult.
The road wasn’t gone.
…
The two communicated in “hometown slang.”
“Joining the Cang Li Tribe, of course that’s fine, I couldn’t ask for more.” Gao Huan was very excited and added: “What about you? Shall we go cultivate at the Jiu Li Dao Academy together? Can cultivation make me as strong as you?”
Li Weiyi smiled: “My bit of cultivation is nothing. You are a Pure Immortal Body; in the future, you will at least reach Shi Jiuzhai’s height, or even stronger.”
Gao Huan’s heart burned hot, unable to suppress his surging emotions.
Li Weiyi said: “I can’t go for now! I have to first return to the Bronze Ship and pick up the Scientific Expedition Team Members. Once everything stabilizes, I’ll bring the First Mate and them to Jiu Li City to see you.”
“Then I’ll go with you; after picking up the Scientific Expedition Team Members, we’ll go to the Jiu Li Dao Academy.” Gao Huan said.
Li Weiyi shook his head: “First, Cang Li Young Tribe Leader and them are setting off at noon today; they can’t wait.”
“Second, to hide the existence of the Bronze Ship and our real identities, you must go with them first. Otherwise, I think they might dispatch masters to secretly protect you, and thus track us.”
“Third, with so many of us, standing firm in a foreign land isn’t easy. If you make a name for yourself at the Jiu Li Dao Academy, won’t we be able to stand taller in the Cang Li Tribe? We each have our duties; let’s work together.”
Gao Huan felt Li Weiyi made sense; those four words “make a name” struck the most sensitive place in his heart.
He stuffed all the money bags he had gotten from touching corpses into Li Weiyi’s hands: “Following the Young Tribe Leader, I definitely won’t need these; take them all. What was that saying—no longer oxen or horses, nor pigs or sheep; in the future, we’ll meet at the peak!”
…
When leaving, Li Weiyi and Zhao Zhizhuo sat one on each side outside the carriage.
“To become people above others, we need decades of hard cultivation to have a chance. But Pure Immortal Bodies are born as people above others.”
Zhao Zhizhuo whipped the horse and glanced at Li Weiyi, asking: “Very disappointed, right?”
“At first yes, but now, I’m even more full of fighting spirit!” Li Weiyi laughed.
Whether Zhao Zhizhuo believed him or thought it was forced smile, he explained for Cang Li: “The conditions to enter the Jiu Li Dao Academy are extremely harsh; the slots for the Nine Great Tribes were set long ago.”
“Because it involves the Mang Mountain Grand Sacrifice on the ninth day of the ninth month half a year from now, those entering the academy now are all selected by each tribe for the final sprint.”
“This half year in the academy has many benefits! Famous teachers guiding, classics freely perusable—these are secondary. Most importantly, cultivation resources provided in saturation, no upper limit.”
“It can be said that within the Cang Li Tribe, everyone is envious; one radish one pit, everyone is competing.”
“In the Battle of Zangxian Town, a selected one died tragically, freeing up this slot.”
“Of course, most importantly, as long as it’s a Pure Immortal Body, they can secure at least one result in the Mang Mountain Grand Sacrifice, winning benefits for the Cang Li Tribe. Where to find such a good thing?”
“Old Zhao knows the Jiu Li Dao Academy so deeply?” Li Weiyi thought Zhao Zhizhuo only opened Two Springs; with such cultivation, he didn’t seem like someone who could contact the Jiu Li Dao Academy.
Zhao Zhizhuo gave a bitter smile, as if reminiscing, somewhat proudly: “In my youth, this old man was also selected to enter the Jiu Li Dao Academy for cultivation. In that year’s Mang Mountain Grand Sacrifice, I also won an excellent result for the Cang Li Tribe, quite the tribe’s pride. But later… never mind, why mention sad things? Heh… heh…”
He clutched his chest, panting a few times, then said: “Otherwise, why do you think this old man can talk with the Young Tribe Leader and Miss Ling?”
Li Weiyi suddenly understood; it matched his guess.
Zhao Zhizhuo had indeed suffered major setbacks and hardships, which was why he became so dejected now, fighting spirit gone, timid and hesitant, exaggerating difficulties.
Li Weiyi pondered repeatedly, organized his words, then said: “Old Zhao, life is hard, but as long as we keep moving forward, we can cross all hurdles. Cultivation isn’t actually that hard… at least not as hard as you think. Why not start over?”
Zhao Zhizhuo took Li Weiyi’s words to heart, but only smiled and nodded.
If his willpower weren’t strong, choosing to walk the cultivation path again, where would the Two Springs in his body come from?
Seeing Zhao Zhizhuo’s dejected and pained expression, Li Weiyi realized his earlier words were a bit too self-righteous; it was too late to smooth it over. He quickly changed the topic, asking: “Old Zhao, have you heard the names Zen Sea Observing Mist and Yu Tuo Nan?”
Zhao Zhizhuo showed a thoughtful expression.
Li Weiyi said: “They should be two ancient people, not from this era.”
“If you’re talking ancient people, that matches!”
Zhao Zhizhuo said: “A thousand years ago, there was indeed a peak expert called Zen Sea Observing Mist, Palace Master of Lingxiao Palace, the number one Strong Practitioner in our Living Realm. Her disciple Yu Yaozi… never mind, better not mention that name; it’s quite taboo. The current decade of great chaos all arose because of her.”
Li Weiyi was moved; he hadn’t expected Zen Sea Observing Mist to have such a frightening background. He immediately asked: “What about Yu Tuo Nan?”
Zhao Zhizhuo thought carefully, then shook his head, indicating he hadn’t heard of it.
That shouldn’t be!
From Yu Tuo Nan’s tone on the Bronze Ship, in life he didn’t seem like someone weaker than Zen Sea Observing Mist.
After purchasing a batch of food in Yaoguan City and loading it onto the carriage, Li Weiyi and Zhao Zhizhuo parted ways by the Sui River.
Zhao Zhizhuo said: “Really no need for this old man to go with you to pick up people?”
“You have both old ailments and new injuries; better stay in Yaoguan to recuperate properly. Wait for me to pick up my companions and meet up with you, then we’ll go to the Cang Li Tribe together.”
Li Weiyi got two benefits from Cang Li. The first was the commoner identity issue for his dozens of refugee companions. The second was cultivation classics.
The first was just a word from Cang Li; he handed it to Zhao Zhizhuo to handle.
The second was already given to Li Weiyi at Date Plum Manor.
