Immortality Start with Farming - chapter 771 (Patreon)

Chapter 771: A Century Flies By

Within the Spirit Realm.

At the very moment Qin Ming’s spirit pet, the Silver-Winged Frostbee, completed its mutation—

At the summit of the Sacred Mountain, one of the three great human holy lands.

Clouds swirled around the peak, and violet qi filled the air.

Inside the forbidden space of the Sacred Mountain stood an ancient-looking Creation Profound Mirror, dozens of zhang tall.

Since ancient times, this monument had weathered countless ages without changing.

Upon its sacred jade surface were inscribed mysterious tadpole-shaped golden seal characters.

Several Void Refinement-level guards stood watch around the forbidden grounds at all times, solemn as statues.

Just then—

Buzz!!

Ripples of mysterious energy suddenly spread across the previously tranquil jade wall.

Immediately afterward, countless golden spirit inscriptions projected from the jade wall into the void, transforming into a page of the Creation Golden Scroll.

Several lines of dazzling ancient script appeared upon it:

“Insect Volume: Three Calamities of the Primordial Age.”

“World-Scourge Plague Moth, Mother of Calamity Ashes.”

These golden characters occupied the very top position of the Ancient Spirit Insect Rankings. Beneath them were the names of countless extraordinary insects of the Spirit Realm.

Further down the scroll were records of previous appearances of the World-Scourge Plague Moth, some dating all the way back to the immortal-devil war a million years ago.

The guards were horrified after reading the contents.

Anything that appeared on the rankings of the Spirit Realm’s Creation Profound Mirror was a world-shaking existence capable of stirring upheaval throughout the entire Spirit Realm.

Even with their cultivation and composure, the guards found their minds greatly shaken.

Before they could return to report the matter to the holy land—

A towering figure was suddenly projected into the sky above the Sacred Mountain. His appearance could not be seen clearly.

The guards immediately stiffened and bowed.

“Welcome, Your Majesty the Sacred Emperor!”

The towering figure gazed at the words on the Creation Golden Scroll and spoke gravely:

“It seems another troubled age is about to begin.”

“This ranking has remained unchanged for tens of thousands of years, yet in the past century alone, several heaven-defying existences have appeared.”

“First came Kunpeng, one of the Ten True Spirit Kings of the Primordial Age.”

“Then came the heaven-and-earth treasure known as the True Spirit Fivefold Monument.”

“And now the World-Scourge Plague Moth from the Ancient Calamity has descended once more...”

“I wonder in which spirit domain it has appeared. Could it be related to that Linglong Immortal Estate of the demon race?”

The majestic projection of the Human Sacred Emperor murmured a few words while staring at the scroll.

Then his figure gradually faded away.

…

Within a gray space in the demon race’s spirit domain.

A vast ancient altar occupied the area. Numerous statues of True Spirits stood around the empty plaza, lifelike in appearance.

At the center of the plaza stood a tower, which also contained a Creation Profound Mirror.

The moment the World-Scourge Plague Moth appeared on the scroll, several terrifying demonic wills crossed immense distances and descended across realms.

They manifested as several terrifying incarnations, each with a different form—great figures among the demon race.

One of them was none other than Marshal Ao Yu, whom Qin Ming had learned about from the memories of that sixth-tier Cangya demon cultivator.

“So it truly is one of the Three Calamities of the Primordial Age—the World-Scourge Plague Moth. According to history, even many ancient True Spirits and Grand Ascension loose immortals perished within its maw. It is not something we can oppose.”

“Could this vicious insect be connected to the large Linglong Immortal Estate secret realm that will soon open in our race?”

“Fellow Daoist Ao Yu, what do you think?”

“Should we report this matter to the emperors of the Ancient Demon Realm?”

The demonically handsome man narrowed his phoenix eyes and spoke after some thought.

“Not necessarily. That immortal manor has yet to open. If such an ancient monster had appeared within our territory, the resulting disturbance would have been extraordinary. I should have sensed something.”

“Weren’t the three great vicious insects of the Primordial Age said to have vanished a million years ago? How has one suddenly appeared again?”

“We must take precautions. Otherwise, the consequences could be disastrous.”

“The devil race has probably learned of this as well. Should we communicate with them?”

Marshal Ao Yu replied:

“No need. I have my own plans and will privately sound out those old fellows. The devil race is not trustworthy. We only cooperate with them for now because of the human race.”

“Then how should we handle the immortal manor when it opens?” another projection asked. “There are still significant risks in jointly exploring it with the devil race.”

Ao Yu’s pupils contracted sharply.

“If they want benefits, they must first pay an appropriate price.”

After talking for a while longer, the demonic wills dispersed.

…

Similar scenes unfolded everywhere.

Not only among the humans, demons, and devils, but also on the Creation Jade Walls preserved within the forbidden grounds of the Spirit Realm’s various races.

The news of the World-Scourge Plague Moth’s return spread like a monstrous tidal wave among the upper echelons of every race.

It triggered an unprecedented storm that swept through the entire cultivation world.

For a time, panic spread everywhere.

A sense of impending catastrophe filled the air.

…

On Little Turtle Peak.

Clouds drifted through the mountains, and spiritual energy was abundant.

After years of Qin Ming’s careful cultivation, the Skyvault Tree atop the main peak had grown much taller. Its immense canopy covered the heavens and blocked out the sun.

Its twisted, ancient branches radiated astonishing spiritual charm, drawing in the world’s natural essence without end.

The spirit vein environment of the main peak was only a step away from reaching sixth-tier mid-grade.

As for the spirit vein inside the Small Spirit Realm, after obtaining the Immortal Heritage Field, it had become connected to external spirit veins.

Qin Ming also used contribution points provided by the Grand Commander to exchange for some Immortal Jade.

He then fed the Immortal Jade to the Spirit Marrow Sumeru Taixu, raising the Small Spirit Realm’s own spirit vein to the sixth tier.

As the foundation of his personal domain, the higher the spirit vein grade, the better.

Qin Ming looked toward the Immortal Heritage Field inside the Small Spirit Realm.

The spirit rice and Immortal Peach growing there radiated immortal energy, appearing like true treasures of the immortal world.

His cultivation and strength had greatly advanced, and he finally remembered the promise he had made to Mao Yuanzi.

After all, when Mao Yuanzi had given him the Immortal Heritage Field and Taiyi Void Origin Rice, he had asked Qin Ming to look after his descendants when he became capable.

Qin Ming had never forgotten.

After leaving the Small Spirit Realm, he immediately summoned Baili Hui.

“Master, what business do you have for this old servant?” Baili Hui approached with a healthy glow and bowed.

As the gatekeeper of Little Turtle Peak, he now enjoyed immense prestige.

Even Silver-Armored Star Guards from Celestial Star City treated him with respect.

“There is something I need you to do. I owe a favor to an old friend and must now look after his descendants.”

“Go to Divine Water Ravine in the Nine Dragon Domain and locate the descendants of the Mao family. If the family is not doing well, provide them with cultivation resources.”

“If they are backed by a Void Refinement-level force or stronger, simply return and report to me.”

Qin Ming handed him a recognition jade token from Mao Yuanzi along with a storage pouch.

Baili Hui quickly accepted them.

“Yes! I will not fail your trust, Master.”

The Nine Dragon Domain was one of the larger spirit domains among the seventy-two human spirit domains.

One of humanity’s principal cities was located there.

The distance between Kunlun Domain and Nine Dragon Domain was considerable and required a cross-domain teleportation array, though Celestial Star City conveniently possessed one.

After some thought, Qin Ming took out a sixth-pattern Dao Soldier Spirit Bean and several fifth-pattern spirit beans and handed them over.

“With these Dao Soldier Spirit Beans, as long as you don’t encounter a Fusion cultivator, you should have enough means to survive.”

Since Baili Hui was traveling far away on his behalf, Qin Ming naturally gave him some protection.

In any case, he had already planted a new batch of Dao Soldier Spirit Beans, and this batch was even stronger than the previous two.

For him, these spirit beans could be harvested continuously in the future.

The sixth-pattern spirit bean alone could unleash one-fifth of the power of Qin Ming’s Demon Infant Primordial Spirit incarnation and maintain it for the duration of two incense sticks.

“Master... this is...”

Baili Hui’s eyes widened as he accepted the spirit beans with trembling hands.

Having worked under Qin Ming for so long, he knew the value of such treasures.

Even Void Refinement Divine Lords could only dream of obtaining sixth-tier Dao Soldier Spirit Beans.

Possessing one was equivalent to gaining a powerful trump card.

“Thank you for your gift, Master!”

Qin Ming waved dismissively.

Baili Hui then departed to carry out the task.

Though the agreement had been made with Mao Yuanzi’s remnant soul, Qin Ming had built his reputation on keeping his word.

A promise made would be fulfilled.

Afterward, Qin Ming extended his divine sense to inspect the situation on Little Turtle Peak.

He found the Devourer Rat and the Blackwater Crocodile Demon King sitting atop a giant boulder at the edge of a cliff, gazing at the endless sea of clouds.

The Devourer Rat patted the crocodile’s scales and sighed.

“Second Brother, who would have thought fate could be so unpredictable?”

“Third Sister obtained an incredible opportunity and reached the sixth-tier Beastgod realm before either of us. She even seems completely different now.”

“I wonder whether she’ll ever come back...”

The crocodile opened its enormous jaws and growled twice in response.

“What? You think she’ll definitely return?”

“Well, I hope so. But you’d better work harder too. Even though you’ve reached the late fifth tier, you’re still a bit behind me.”

“Following Master around might mean the next heaven-defying opportunity falls into our laps. Heh heh heh.”

Qin Ming shook his head at the pair and returned to his cave abode to cultivate.

…

Meanwhile.

Within the demon race’s spirit domain.

Across a boundless wasteland, several powerful demon armies were marching toward an unknown destination.

Leading them were two mid-sixth-tier demon cultivators.

Suddenly—

Violent spatial fluctuations erupted ahead.

A spatial wormhole tore open.

Under the astonished gazes of countless demon cultivators, a silver-haired woman stepped silently out.

Her face remained expressionless.

It was as though nothing in the world could stir even the slightest emotion within her.

“Who goes there?!”

The demon army halted immediately, becoming fully alert.

The two sixth-tier leaders transformed into streaks of light and shot toward her.

They were initially cautious, since only formidable cultivators could tear open space.

But upon discovering that the silver-haired woman possessed only early sixth-tier cultivation, they relaxed.

They intended to capture her first and ask questions later.

This was demon territory, after all.

The next moment—

The silver-haired woman’s vacant eyes moved slightly.

Whoosh!

A crystal-like filament sliced through space and vanished.

The two demon cultivators felt their hearts pound wildly.

A deadly threat descended upon them.

Yet they could not locate its source.

While panic gripped them, a spatial crack suddenly appeared.

Their bodies froze.

Extreme terror filled their faces.

Then—

Their bodies split in half from the center of their foreheads.

The silver-haired woman casually raised a hand.

Their demon cores flew out from their severed heads.

The essence within transformed into strands of gray thread and flowed into her body.

Two mid-Void Refinement-level leaders died instantly.

They could not even struggle.

The demon cultivators below were utterly horrified and immediately descended into chaos.

From the woman’s appearance to the deaths of the two commanders, only a single exchange had passed.

Her strength was terrifying beyond imagination.

After devouring the two demon cores, the silver-haired woman swept up the corpses and vanished into space once more.

The demon army below instantly fell into complete disorder.

…

…

A century passed in the blink of an eye.

The years turned over one after another.

The life of cultivation passed like fleeting clouds.

Mortal Realm.

The Land of Fallen Demons.

Beside the Ascension Platform at the cliff’s edge stood three figures.

Qi Xiaoyu, Yue Lingyan, and Venerable Hanya.

The aura of all three had already reached the early Soul Transformation stage.

The youthful-looking Venerable Hanya gazed nervously at the heavens above the platform and said to Qi Xiaoyu:

“Brother Qi, when we ascend to the Spirit Realm later, you must look after this old brother.”

“My old bones aren’t as sturdy as yours. It took me great effort to reach Soul Transformation. I can only risk everything now.”

Qi Xiaoyu replied calmly:

“Don’t worry, Fellow Daoist Hanya. Before Brother Qin left for the last time, he gave me a long-distance communication talisman.”

“When we ascend through this platform, I’ll crush the talisman and contact Brother Qin. He’ll come receive us.”

“By the way, Fellow Daoist Yue Lingyan, have you truly decided not to ascend through the demon race’s platform?”

Yue Lingyan nodded.

“The affairs of the Mortal Realm are settled. Four new fourth-tier Demon Saints have emerged within my clan, and the inheritance continues.”

“I have no lingering attachments.”

“What I miss most now is Yue’er. I wish to cultivate alongside Fellow Daoist Qin.”

Venerable Hanya sighed.

“I wonder what level of cultivation Brother Qin has reached by now.”

“With his fortune and talent, after all these years, he’s probably reached late Soul Transformation already, right?”

“I agree,” Qi Xiaoyu said with a nod.

“Brother Qin is a legend without equal in the Mortal Realm. Most likely, that is indeed the case.”

“It’s good that Fellow Daoist Yue Lingyan is coming with us. Brother Qin once told me that cultivators ascending from lower realms carry foreign-realm auras.”

“They must continuously consume a certain pill called the Realm-Conversion Pill to eliminate it.”

“Otherwise, they must serve the human immortal cities of the Spirit Realm in exchange for the pill.”

“Brother Qin surely has such pills. That will save us a great deal of trouble.”

“Very true,” Venerable Hanya agreed.

Then the three stepped onto the Ascension Platform together.

Qi Xiaoyu inserted Realm-Transcending Stones into the white jade platform.

A vast spatial fluctuation descended.

A pillar of white light fell from the heavens and instantly engulfed the three of them.

When the light faded, their figures had disappeared from the platform.

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