Immortality Start with Farming - chapter 812 (Patreon)

Chapter 812: The Secret of the Immortal-Slaying Gourd

The first person to visit Qin Ming was unexpectedly Elder Tu’e of the Flower Spirit Clan.

The Flower Spirit Clan had likely heard, one way or another, about the death of Yin Lingzi and had come personally to inquire.

After all, Yin Lingzi had rendered them an immense favor.

Had he and Profound Tortoise Divine Lord not helped free them from the Insect Race’s enslavement, they would probably still be trapped within the Immortal Manor Secret Realm, never to regain their freedom.

Now that news of Yin Lingzi’s death had reached them, even the Myriad Blossoms Saint Lord was deeply shocked.

Qin Ming welcomed Elder Tu’e into the courtyard and said with a sorrowful expression,

“Alas. According to the reliable information I possess, Fellow Daoist Yin indeed met an unfortunate end during the Battle of Insect Valley.”

“His natal soul lamp at the Heavenly River Sect has completely gone out. There is virtually no possibility that he survived.”

“What a pity. Fellow Daoist Yin was a man of extraordinary talent. He rid the human race of the scourges of both the demon and devil races, yet in the end failed to escape the insect calamity.”

Upon hearing the news, Elder Tu’e remained speechless for a long while.

With a stunned sigh, he said, “I never expected this. Our Saint Lord had hoped to meet Fellow Daoist Yin again someday. We haven't even repaid the debt we owe him, yet he has already fallen.”

“Did Fellow Daoist Yin leave behind any descendants in the Spirit Realm?”

Yin Lingzi had earned fame as the Insect Devil, only to perish in the jaws of insects. It was almost impossible to believe.

“Fellow Daoist Yin lived alone. I've never heard him mention any descendants.”

“I see...” Elder Tu’e could only sigh helplessly before taking his leave to report back to the clan.

After Elder Tu’e departed, Lord Zichen of Celestial Star City and Master Kongzhi also paid a visit to Little Turtle Peak.

Both men owed Yin Lingzi a life-saving debt.

Before they had even found an opportunity to repay him, he had suddenly perished.

The news left them shaking their heads in regret.

Fortunately, after the great battle, the insect swarm crisis in the Crimsonwater Wasteland had been contained within a limited area.

Yin Lingzi’s sacrifice had not been in vain.

It was truly worthy of remembrance.

In addition, Qin Ming learned an unexpected piece of news from Lord Zichen.

Before long, the Demon Race intended to dispatch high-ranking demon cultivators to Celestial Star City to negotiate peace with the human race.

They claimed they wished to put aside old grudges and join forces against the insect calamity.

Compared to the human race, the insect disaster within the Demon Race’s territories was many times worse.

Rumor had it that as the calamity spread, several Integration-stage demon lords had already fallen.

Otherwise, they would never have swallowed their pride and sought an alliance with humanity.

The cultivation world was like that.

Yesterday, both sides might have been fighting bitterly over every inch of territory.

Today, they could be shaking hands and joining forces against a new enemy.

The upper echelons of the human race also recognized that this insect calamity was no ordinary disaster. Even the conflicts between the two races now carried the risk of worsening the infestation.

Thus, they did not immediately reject the proposal.

Instead, they intended to see exactly what the Demon Race had in mind.

Master Kongzhi was likewise deeply saddened by Yin Lingzi’s death.

He even recited a Buddhist scripture on the spot to perform rites for him.

Qin Ming nearly lost his composure.

‘This old bald donkey. Coming here was one thing, but now he's practically cursing me to my face.’

…

Meanwhile.

Far away, billions of miles distant in the Nine Dragon Domain.

Within a secluded immortal estate nestled amid tranquil surroundings.

Profound Tortoise Divine Lord sat in a pavilion outside, holding a jade slip.

After reading its contents, his expression became exceedingly strange.

“Senior Gu, did something happen?”

Venerable Hanya, who was feeding a turtle spirit pet nearby, rarely saw such a serious look on his face and could not help asking.

“Not long ago, the famous Insect Devil Yin Lingzi of the Kunlun Domain fell during the Battle of Insect Valley.”

Profound Tortoise Divine Lord did not conceal the matter.

“What? Senior Insect Devil was capable of slaying major generals of both the demon and devil races. Even someone as powerful as him...” Venerable Hanya exclaimed in shock.

Taking a sip of spirit tea, Profound Tortoise Divine Lord said,

“There's something odd about this matter. Back then, I partnered with Yin Lingzi and explored the Linglong Immortal Estate Secret Realm together. I know very well what he's capable of.”

“How could he die so easily?”

“Something is definitely off. I don't believe it.”

As he spoke, he rose to his feet and gazed toward the valley beyond, deep in thought.

…

The place most affected by Yin Lingzi’s death was undoubtedly the Heavenly River Sect in the Crimsonwater Wasteland.

The moment his soul lamp went out in the Hall of Offerings, everyone knew he had been utterly annihilated in both body and soul.

Dead beyond any doubt.

The news struck the sect like a bolt from the blue.

First, Second Supreme Elder Ye Kuchan had fallen in a demon-race secret realm while seeking opportunities.

Now Third Supreme Elder Yin Lingzi, whose rise had only just begun, had also perished.

The consecutive loss of two late Void Refinement cultivators was a major blow even to a sect led by Integration-stage experts.

The upper ranks were now dangerously understaffed.

The one whose mentality suffered the greatest blow, however, was the Ren Water Ancestor.

His face was as dark as water.

Not only had he failed to obtain the Insect Spirit Grass, but the True Demon Aura and opportunities he coveted from Yin Lingzi had also vanished into nothing.

“Even without the True Demon Aura, this ancestor will still cultivate the Six Extremes True Demon Technique to completion!”

As his voice fell, devilish energy surged throughout the cave dwelling in the rear mountain and began churning violently.

…

…

From his meteoric rise to his eventual demise, Yin Lingzi’s life resembled a brief yet dazzling flash of brilliance.

No matter how legendary a cultivator might be, the passage of time would eventually fade them from people's memories.

Little Turtle Peak soon returned to tranquility.

Qin Ming finally enjoyed a rare period of peace.

He immediately took out the imitation Demon Emperor Banner and began studying it carefully.

Although merely an imitation of a sacred devil artifact, according to Old Devil Qingyang, the materials used were exceptionally special.

Moreover, Mogulu had refined numerous high-level devil creatures into it, giving it considerable room for future growth.

Most notably, even the Six Desires Demon Lord had been refined into the banner as its primary soul.

With a casual wave of his hand, Qin Ming summoned the Six Desires Demon Lord he had subdued.

Instantly, devilish energy surged through the cave.

Six distinct late Void Refinement devil fiends emerged amid black mist, each hideous and ferocious.

“Little Friend Qin,” said Old Devil Qingyang, “I’ll pass on another treasure-refining incantation. With it, you can return these six fiends to the Demon Emperor Banner for nurturing and refinement.”

“If you can obtain more True Demon Aura in the future, add the sap of the Brahmafiend Sacred Tree, and elevate the Six Desires Demon Lord to a higher realm, you may even bring this treasure to full completion.”

“Even if it only possesses a tenth or two of the genuine Demon Emperor Banner’s power, it will become a formidable trump card. Once you reach the Fusion Stage, you'll be able to walk almost unhindered beneath the Mahayana Realm. Heh heh heh!”

Qin Ming nodded.

Following the incantation taught by the old devil, he raised the banner and swept it through the air, drawing the Six Desires Demon Lord back inside.

Then he opened his mouth and released the Six-colored Primordial Venomflame, which transformed into a seven-colored griffin and began refining the treasure anew.

His hands formed one intricate seal after another, continuously sending them into the banner.

After a period of refinement, Qin Ming merged the Six Desires Demon Lord and the Demon Emperor Banner into one once more and gained preliminary control over this imitation sacred artifact of the Ancient Devil Realm.

During the refinement process, he also learned something quite surprising.

The Six Desires Demon Lord possessed a combined attack technique once cultivated to a sufficiently high level.

When all six late Void Refinement devil fiends attacked together, they could unleash a strike comparable to the full-power attack of an Integration-stage mighty expert.

“A power capable of threatening Integration-stage cultivators...”

“Fortunately, Mogulu had only recently completed this treasure. Otherwise, things might have been troublesome.”

Holding the pitch-black Demon Emperor Banner, Qin Ming’s eyes shone with excitement.

True Demon Aura was exceedingly rare.

Others might struggle to obtain it, but he could grow it whenever he wished.

Thinking of this, his confidence soared.

Perhaps, under his care, this imitation Demon Emperor Banner could one day grow into the genuine article.

After finishing its refinement, he stored it away.

Then he flipped his hand and produced a green-skinned gourd.

It was none other than the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.

After years of nurturing and refinement in the Spirit Realm, it had grown from a Spirit Treasure into a sixth-rank peak Void Refinement treasure.

And this was still not its ultimate limit.

Following the artifact spirit’s instructions, Qin Ming had gathered several rare materials and unlocked the third layer of the Burial Immortal Sea within the gourd.

According to the aloof innate artifact spirit, the third layer was known as the Oblivion Layer.

However, using its divine powers required at least late Void Refinement cultivation.

Otherwise, the user would suffer backlash from the gourd’s power.

Although Qin Ming was only at mid Void Refinement, his magical power was no weaker than that of a late Void Refinement cultivator.

He barely met the requirements.

This was the perfect opportunity to investigate it.

His divine sense connected with the tiny artifact spirit.

“You mentioned before that using the third layer of the Burial Immortal Sea requires several special treasures?”

The twin-souled artifact spirit had witnessed Qin Ming’s growth from the beginning.

Its attitude had gradually shifted from complete indifference to occasional responses.

It answered calmly,

“Correct. The third layer of the Burial Immortal Sea is the Oblivion Layer. It contains a trace of the Law of Annihilation.”

“But with your current cultivation, it is impossible for you to wield its true power.”

“Even after reaching the Fusion Stage, you still would not be able to use it directly. Therefore, you must rely on other methods to activate derivative divine abilities born from that law.”

“The Oblivion Layer is filled with spatial rifts created by the Law of Annihilation. Even the physical body of a Tribulation-stage cultivator can be effortlessly erased there. With your current cultivation, you cannot enter it on your own.”

“If you can gather the natal feathers of at least five avian True Spirits, and all of them must come from beings at least at late Void Refinement, then I can help you enter the Oblivion Layer.”

“Once inside, you may arrange the materials and refine them using the treasure-refining incantation.”

“In the end, you can condense a supreme divine ability containing the power of annihilation—a black blade wheel formed from the Wind of Oblivion. Wherever it passes, even space itself can collapse into nothingness, let alone a cultivator’s body and soul.”

After hearing this, both Qin Ming and Old Devil Qingyang stared wide-eyed at each other.

They could not help drawing in cold breaths.

They had never imagined that this treasure left behind in the mortal world by Green Emperor Sovereign possessed such an astonishing origin.

It actually involved law-level divine powers.

From the artifact spirit’s description, this green-skinned gourd seemed no less impressive than the Eight Gates Samsara Mirror.

“The Law of Annihilation.”

“Even Tribulation-stage cultivators can't withstand it...”

This was the first time Qin Ming had heard such secrets.

Cultivators of that level stood at the pinnacle of the Spirit Realm.

After all, Mahayana cultivators were also known as Mahayana Loose Immortals and were already little different from true immortals.

As for the Tribulation stage above that...

It lay completely beyond Qin Ming’s understanding.

As he rubbed the green-skinned gourd in his hand, he found it increasingly precious.

His heart was filled with delight.

“Old Ghost, if this treasure has such immense potential, why was Green Emperor Sovereign willing to use it to suppress the Ancient Devil beneath Yuanji Mountain?”

“Given Senior Green Emperor’s heaven-defying abilities, surely other treasures could have done the job.”

Qin Ming suddenly thought of something and asked Old Devil Qingyang.

The old devil’s soul form emerged and pointed into the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.

With a strange expression, he said,

“Because it hid the truth.”

“It never told Qingdi about its true nature.”

The moment he finished speaking, the twin-souled artifact spirit openly admitted it.

“Correct. Since awakening once more, I have only told you this secret.”

Realization dawned on Qin Ming.

Hadn't he stumbled upon an enormous windfall?

“So this treasure is truly called the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.”

“It really can slay immortals. The name wasn't an exaggeration.”

No wonder its power was so terrifying.

Back when Qin Ming had still been in the Nascent Soul Realm, he had forcibly activated the gourd and crossed an entire major realm to kill a Divine Transformation devil sovereign from the Blood Desolation Realm.

After learning all this, Qin Ming stored the gourd away.

Then he stroked his chin thoughtfully.

“Still, creating the supreme divine ability of the third layer of the Burial Immortal Sea requires the natal feathers of at least five avian True Spirits. That's going to be difficult.”

“A natal feather contains the essence of a feathered True Spirit’s entire cultivation. In importance, it surpasses even a demon core.”

“Even in the Spirit Realm, where countless races exist, obtaining them is extremely difficult.”

Blue Ice Saintess possessed the bloodlines of both the Ice Phoenix and the Nine Nether Dark Phoenix.

Naturally, Qin Ming could not pluck her natal feathers.

Doing so would cause her cultivation to regress, or even be completely ruined.

Besides, she had only recently reached mid Void Refinement.

She was still far from meeting the gourd’s requirement of late Void Refinement natal feathers.

“It seems this matter will require a long-term plan. I'll have to keep an eye out for True Spirit natal feathers. This is extremely important to me.”

After ending his seclusion, Qin Ming left the cave dwelling.

He summoned Baili Hui and Mo Lingwei and instructed them to watch for information.

When the two learned that he was searching for the natal feathers of True Spirits, they both gasped.

“There is no need to panic,” Qin Ming said calmly.

“As long as you hear any news, report it to me. I will handle the rest myself.”

“Yes, Master. Recently, I've been conducting trade with the Flower Spirit Clan.”

“After opening up their spirit lands, they've also begun interacting with the Earth Spirit Clan and the Featherwing Tribe.”

“Those races have existed in the Spirit Realm for a very long time and are friendly with humanity.”

“Their foundations are deep. Perhaps they possess what you seek. I'll make discreet inquiries.”

Mo Lingwei suddenly remembered something and spoke up.

Qin Ming nodded in satisfaction and dismissed them to carry out the task.

Meanwhile, Old Devil Qingyang kept sighing in amazement.

“Isn't this simply fortune descending from the heavens? Little Friend Qin's luck is even greater than Green Emperor Sovereign’s.”

“When the time comes, you'll wield the Demon Emperor Banner in one hand and the Immortal-Slaying Gourd in the other, with the Eight Gates Samsara Mirror as backup.”

“You'll kill anyone who blocks your path, whether man or Buddha!”

“I truly don't understand. With methods as heaven-defying as yours, why are you still farming?”

Qin Ming found himself puzzled as well.

‘Has my luck really increased? Could it be that the Destiny Trait, Everlasting Fortune and Longevity, has finally started taking effect?’

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