Immortality Start with Farming - chapter 797 (Patreon)

Chapter 797: The Situation Shifts, Ren Water Ancestor

In Skystar City.

Inside Gathering Fate Pavilion, Qi Xiaoyu, Fishercloud, and Venerable Hanya were tending to the shop’s business.

Suddenly—

A familiar figure strolled in from outside. It was none other than their biggest client, Profound Tortoise Divine Lord.

Previously, he had commissioned a large batch of Void-Cleaving Slash arrays from Gathering Fate Pavilion, allowing the three of them to make a fortune and establish a reputation throughout the city.

The moment Venerable Hanya saw him, he hurriedly set down his work and went out to greet him with a smile.

“Oh! Senior Gu, what an honor! Forgive us for not welcoming you sooner!”

“Were you satisfied with the quality of the arrays last time? What do you need this time? We’ll certainly do everything in our power.”

“Mhm, they were satisfactory.” Profound Tortoise Divine Lord nodded.

But then he said something that caught even Venerable Hanya completely off guard.

“I need to return to the Nine Dragon Domain to handle some business matters, but I don’t have much time. We seem destined to cross paths. I would like to hire you to help manage affairs there. It would also bring additional benefits to this shop.”

“Furthermore, I can offer guidance regarding your cultivation.”

“Are you willing?”

As soon as those words fell—

Qi Xiaoyu and Fishercloud were both stunned.

Venerable Hanya himself could hardly believe it.

This heaven-sent opportunity had suddenly fallen right into his lap!

After confirming that he would still be free to come and go as he pleased, he gritted his teeth and accepted Profound Tortoise Divine Lord’s invitation.

Before leaving, Venerable Hanya said:

“Senior Gu, please allow this junior to bid farewell to an old friend.”

“You mean Li Qianjie of Little Turtle Peak? No need. I just came from his place. Have the other two fellow Daoists pass along the message for you,” Profound Tortoise Divine Lord said indifferently.

Hearing that Profound Tortoise Divine Lord was actually so close to Qin Ming, the three of them exchanged strange looks.

But they also felt more reassured.

After all, he was an acquaintance of Qin Ming.

“In that case, Fellow Daoist Qi, Fellow Daoist Fishercloud, please help me inform Senior Li,” Venerable Hanya said.

Shortly afterward, he departed with Profound Tortoise Divine Lord, using the inter-domain Teleportation Array in Skystar City to travel to the Nine Dragon Domain.

Thus began a new journey on the immortal path.

Watching them leave, Fishercloud and Qi Xiaoyu could not help but sigh.

“Ah, Fellow Daoist Qi, what exactly is so special about that old fellow Hanya that a Void Refinement mighty figure would take a liking to him?”

“He’s even taking him to develop himself in the Nine Dragon Domain.”

“I’ve heard that the Nine Dragon Domain is the birthplace of the human race in the Spirit Realm. Opportunities are everywhere there. Without special authorization, one doesn’t even qualify to immigrate.”

“You possess extraordinary talent in the Dao of arrays, yet you weren’t chosen. Instead, he picked that old fellow Hanya.”

“It’s truly baffling…”

Qi Xiaoyu pondered for a moment before saying:

“Perhaps this is simply Fellow Daoist Hanya’s destiny arriving.”

“In any case, it brings only benefits and no harm to us. I just hope he can go farther along the path of immortality.”

…

On Little Turtle Peak.

After seeing Profound Tortoise Divine Lord off, Qin Ming entered the Small Spirit Realm together with his Demon Infant Primordial Spirit.

When Devourer Rat, Little Silver Fox, Blackwater Crocodile Demon King, and the others heard that Silver-Winged Frostbee had returned, they could no longer restrain themselves and all rushed over to surround Qin Ming.

“Master, is Third Sister alright?”

Devourer Rat asked with concern.

Beside him, Yin Lingzi—whose body had been possessed by Qin Ming’s Demon Infant Primordial Spirit—forced a smile onto his withered face before patting his spirit beast pouch.

A flash of spiritual light appeared.

A silver-haired woman lying unconscious landed upon the grass.

Seeing this, Devourer Rat hurriedly asked:

“Master, what happened to Third Sister?”

“It’s a long story, but she’s not in any danger,” Qin Ming explained.

Afterward, he released Old Devil Qingyang’s spirit body as well.

“It’s only been a little over two hundred years, yet Qin, my young friend, your Small Spirit Realm has changed quite a bit!”

Looking at the various spirit plants growing throughout the realm, he sighed in amazement.

“Hm? This patch of white-jade spirit farmland seems extraordinary. It actually carries traces of the aura of the True Immortal Realm…”

“And these extinct sixth-grade Taiyi Void Origin Rice plants! And Profoundspirit Immortal Peach! They’ve all been cultivated to maturity!”

“Amazing! Qin, my young friend, you keep speaking modestly, but I doubt even the great sects of the Spirit Realm are as wealthy as you.”

“Heh heh heh! And the Starsea Divine Vine I’ve been thinking about all this time has already reached the sixth-grade divine vine level. It’s even produced flower buds. It looks like it’s about to bloom into the legendary Starsea Divine Flower…”

However—

When his gaze finally landed on Xiao Qing, who was now the size of a calf, all his excitement abruptly stopped.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

“Qin, my young friend... could this be...?”

“That’s right. It hatched from the gray egg we brought back from the mortal world all those years ago. It is one of the Ten True Spirit Kings—the Kunpeng,” Qin Ming explained casually.

Old Devil Qingyang’s mind went blank.

It took him quite some time to recover.

Pointing at Xiao Qing with a trembling finger, he exclaimed:

“A True Spirit Kunpeng?!”

Since it was Xiao Qing’s first time meeting Old Devil Qingyang, and seeing the old devil’s doubtful expression, it immediately raised its head and revealed its terrifying twelve-thousand-zhang true form in the sky.

Old Devil Qingyang truly broadened his horizons that day.

“I always said Qin, my young friend, possesses extraordinary fortune. Who could have imagined you’d even take a True Spirit Kunpeng as a spirit pet…”

“Enough with the sighing, old ghost. Take a look at Silverwing first and tell us what’s wrong with her,” Devourer Rat interrupted.

“Oh? You little rascal have already reached fifth-grade perfection and are about to advance to sixth grade too. Impressive.”

Old Devil Qingyang quickly composed himself and turned his attention toward Silver-Winged Frostbee.

After examining her for a few moments, he had already identified the problem.

“This spirit bee of yours has remarkable fortune as well.”

“She somehow obtained a strand of the Mother of Calamity Ashes’ origin power. Unfortunately, with her current cultivation, she simply cannot refine or control such a powerful force.”

“At the moment, she’s still fighting against the will of that insect empress.”

“Qin, my young friend, I’ll teach you a Demon-Sealing Art. It can temporarily seal both that origin power and the insect emperor’s will.”

“When her cultivation becomes strong enough in the future, she’ll naturally be able to gradually refine and control it.”

Old Devil Qingyang then recited a profound and obscure incantation and transmitted the Demon-Sealing Art directly to Qin Ming through spiritual communication.

After receiving the technique, Qin Ming discovered that it too required cultivation of the Myriad Forms Selfless Heavenfiend Liberation Technique before it could be used.

It was clearly a top-tier demonic secret art.

After familiarizing himself with it several times—

Demonic qi surged around Qin Ming.

A strand of True Demon Aura drifted from his body as he formed a hand seal.

A complex black rune appeared in midair.

Then he pointed toward Silverwing.

The rune instantly entered her body.

The moment it entered, the strand of origin power and the will of the Mother of Calamity Ashes were both suppressed by the True Demon Aura.

They transformed into countless demonic markings that slowly rose upward before finally stopping between Silverwing’s brows.

There they formed a mysterious and eerie seal.

The instant the sealing was completed, Silverwing opened her eyes and gradually regained consciousness.

“Third Sister! You’re finally awake! Wonderful!”

Devourer Rat rushed over in delight.

Blackwater Crocodile Demon King and Little Silver Fox were equally overjoyed.

Silverwing transformed into a silver-haired woman and bowed respectfully to Qin Ming.

“Thank you, Master, for saving me and helping me fulfill my fortune.”

“It’s nothing. What matters is that you returned safely.”

“I’ve sealed the insect empress origin power inside your body. Once your cultivation reaches a sufficient level, the two of you will naturally become one,” Qin Ming said with a faint smile before letting the spirit pets gather together.

After so many years apart, they had much to discuss.

Moreover, Silverwing had recovered her original consciousness.

She no longer possessed the cold indifference she had displayed after devouring the insect egg and advancing to the sixth grade.

With this matter resolved, a major burden in Qin Ming’s heart was finally lifted.

After the spirit pets dispersed, Qin Ming’s Demon Infant Primordial Spirit said:

“Heavenly River Sect already knows Yin Lingzi has returned. They’ve sent a sect summons ordering me back. With the insect calamity erupting and Ye Kuchan dead, that Ren Water Ancestor probably can’t sit still anymore.”

“Mhm. We can still make use of the Yin Lingzi identity a while longer. It would be a waste not to use this body obtained through the Heavenly Demon Possession Art. You should return to the Redwater Wasteland and gather some intelligence,” Qin Ming said after a brief consideration.

Yin Lingzi nodded.

He left the Small Spirit Realm and flew away from Little Turtle Peak.

…

Some time later.

More news arrived from Baili Hui and Mo Lingwei.

The worst fears had come true.

The immortal abode secret realm within the demon race’s territory had completely collapsed.

Several massive void insect tunnels, each stretching over a thousand zhang, appeared within it.

Hundreds of thousands of insects poured forth in endless waves.

Their destructive power was horrifying.

Wherever they passed became lifeless wasteland.

All living creatures were devoured.

Within only a few months, several major demon-race spirit domains had been completely swallowed by the insect tide.

It was said that even Demon Marshal Ao Yu, despite being a Soul Transformation cultivator, could not withstand the seventh-grade insects and escaped only after suffering serious injuries.

The demon race had originally planned to organize an army to fight the insects pouring out from the Insect Realm.

They soon discovered, however, that the insects seemed endless.

Destroy one batch and another would appear.

Their reproduction rate was astonishing.

As long as sufficient living creatures were available for consumption, eggs could be laid and hatched in an extremely short time.

If they consumed high-level flesh from the Spirit Realm, matters became even more terrifying.

An insect could mature from infancy within mere months.

Faced with such a dreadful disaster, the demon race suffered catastrophic losses.

Entire races were wiped out one after another.

They had truly brought disaster upon themselves.

Although the demon race was currently bearing the brunt of the insect tide, the catastrophe clearly showed signs of spreading into neighboring spirit domains.

The demon race had originally intended to use the immortal abode secret realm to strengthen themselves against humanity.

Instead, they had unleashed a catastrophe.

They requested aid from the devil race.

But in the face of the insect disaster, the devil race wanted nothing to do with it.

Naturally, they ignored the plea.

The demon race’s upper echelon cursed them furiously.

Soon, cries of despair echoed across countless demon-race territories.

Even the armies stationed in the Heavenspine Mountains withdrew entirely to resist the insect invasion.

The outbreak also put every surrounding race on high alert.

A sense of ominous foreboding spread throughout the Spirit Realm.

The cultivation world’s situation rapidly shifted.

The major factions ceased their territorial conflicts and resource wars and instead began preparing for the increasingly severe descent of the Insect Realm.

Humanity’s situation was not optimistic either.

Especially in the Redwater Wasteland.

The ancient insects had opened a void insect tunnel within Insect Valley.

Although it was nowhere near the scale of the demon race’s disaster, it remained a major threat.

Several Soul Transformation mighty figures had personally attempted to destroy the tunnel.

The results, however, were minimal.

Instead, they provoked even larger insect offensives.

The only option was to mobilize armies of cultivators to contain the emerging swarms.

Fortunately, the insect tide in the Redwater Wasteland remained relatively low-level.

Though the situation was severe, it was still under human control.

Far from the tragedy unfolding among the demon race.

…

Redwater Wasteland.

At the source of the Redwater River stood a massive sect.

This colossal power controlled the lives and deaths of countless forces throughout the region.

It was the headquarters of the foremost demonic sect in the Redwater Wasteland—

Heavenly River Sect.

Its vast complex stretched across both sides of the Redwater River and the surrounding mountain ranges, divided into strict hierarchical zones based on cultivation.

Near a towering mountain at the sect’s core, a patrol of Heavenly River Sect law-enforcement cultivators was making its rounds.

Suddenly, a sharp sound of air being torn apart echoed from the distant sky.

The surrounding heaven and earth essence began to tremble violently.

Space rippled like water.

The disciples immediately became alarmed.

The chaotic spiritual fluctuations nearly knocked them out of the air.

Yet—

Before their eyes, an elderly man in gray robes gradually emerged from the distorted space.

The aura of a late Void Refinement cultivator radiated from him.

The moment the leading disciple recognized him, cold sweat drenched his back.

He immediately bowed deeply.

“This disciple pays respects to the Third Supreme Elder!”

The others followed suit.

None of them had expected to encounter the legendary late Void Refinement great cultivator known as Insect Devil Yin Lingzi.

Not long ago, news had arrived from the demon race’s territory that Yin Lingzi had personally slain a major demon general.

His fame had spread far and wide.

The achievement greatly boosted Heavenly River Sect’s morale.

Having such a powerful high-level cultivator overseeing the sect filled these demonic disciples with pride.

“Mhm. Is the Ancestor currently in the back mountain?” Qin Ming asked indifferently without even lifting his eyelids.

The leading disciple respectfully replied:

“Reporting to Third Supreme Elder, the Ancestor specifically instructed that if you returned, you may go directly to see him in the back mountain.”

Qin Ming nodded slightly.

His figure blurred and vanished.

Only after he left did the disciples dare straighten their backs and wipe away their sweat.

All of them thought the pressure emanating from their Insect Devil Elder was simply too terrifying.

Even Soul Transformation cultivators would have struggled to remain calm before him.

Half an incense stick later—

Using Yin Lingzi’s memories, Qin Ming arrived at a secluded cave residence behind Heavenly River Sect’s main peak.

The moment he approached—

An aged voice sounded beside his ear.

“So, the Third Elder has returned. Come in directly.”

As the words fell, the high-level restriction formation surrounding the cave automatically dispersed.

Qin Ming remained calm.

Although this was his first time meeting Heavenly River Sect’s Soul Transformation Ancestor, he had considerable confidence in the Myriad Forms Selfless Heavenfiend Liberation Technique taught by Old Devil Qingyang.

He immediately descended toward the cave.

Passing through a long corridor, he entered the innermost chamber.

Soft moonlight shone down from the cavern ceiling onto a stone platform at the center.

Seated cross-legged upon it with his back facing Qin Ming was an elderly man in red robes.

His aura had returned to simplicity.

Its depths were impossible to fathom.

It felt as though he had become one with the Great Dao itself.

“This disciple greets Ancestor.”

Qin Ming immediately cupped his hands and bowed.

“Mhm. Yin Lingzi, you’ve returned.”

“I’ve already heard of your achievements. You brought glory to our sect and did very well.”

“It is just a pity about Elder Ye.”

“Tell me in detail what happened when you and he entered that immortal abode secret realm in demon territory.”

As he spoke—

The red-robed elder vanished from the stone platform.

When he reappeared, he was already standing before Qin Ming.

He was an elderly man with silver hair and a diamond-shaped mark between his brows.

He looked vigorous and spirited, giving off an unfathomable feeling.

However, Ren Water Ancestor was nothing like the rumors claimed.

He did not appear seriously injured at all.

Upon closer inspection, Qin Ming discovered that not only was Ren Water Ancestor completely unharmed, his cultivation seemed to have improved significantly.

‘Old ginger really is spicier.’

‘This old fellow must have obtained an enormous opportunity in Insect Valley. Yet he publicly claimed he was heavily wounded by a seventh-grade insect. Looks like he’s trying to conceal something...’

Qin Ming’s thoughts raced.

He had already begun piecing together the truth.

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