Immortality Start with Farming - chapter 813 (Patreon)

Chapter 813: Secrets of the Upper Echelons

Time flew by, and another half year passed.

Qin Ming planted the three Insect Spirit Grass seedlings he had obtained through countless dangers in the insect valley within the Immortal’s Legacy Field atop Green Mountain.

This Immortal’s Legacy Field was also connected to spatial rifts beneath the ground, allowing it to capture wandering Void Spirit Qi. It could fully satisfy the growing conditions required by spirit herbs of this level.

Afterward, Qin Ming evenly spread the black Spirit Soil around the Insect Spirit Grass.

The three sentient stalks of Insect Spirit Grass were like startled deer after entering an unfamiliar environment, burrowing straight into the soil.

But once they discovered the incredibly abundant spirit vein environment within the Lesser Spirit Realm, they cautiously poked their heads out again and began absorbing nutrients from their surroundings.

Qin Ming then employed a great divine ability and cast the Five Elements Spirit Rain Technique, watering all the spirit plants.

The Insect Spirit Grass soon took root and began growing vigorously.

Since this spirit herb could improve the cultivation of a Fusion Realm powerhouse like the Ren Water Ancestor, it was enough to show that before transforming into spirit grass, the insect must have been at least a seventh-tier insect race creature.

Moreover, according to Qin Ming’s spirit plant inheritance knowledge, even after an ancient spirit insect died, only an extremely rare set of circumstances could give it a tiny chance of mutating and transforming its insect body into grass.

Therefore, the three stalks of Insect Spirit Grass Qin Ming had obtained were exceedingly rare even within the Spirit Realm.

After planting the spirit herbs,

Qin Ming tended the other spirit plants in the Lesser Spirit Realm.

Not long ago, the newly planted Taiyi Void Origin Rice had already grown to over half a foot tall after being nourished with spiritual materials and accelerated by traits.

The emerald-green seedlings emerged from the Spirit Soil, surrounded by faint violet mist.

With his previous cultivation experience, Qin Ming had gained a much deeper understanding of growing this sixth-tier high-grade spirit rice.

At the same time, three golden traits refreshed before his eyes once again:

【Name】: Taiyi Void Origin Rice 【Trait】: Void Spirit Qi ×5 (Maturity 20%)

【Name】: Taiyi Void Origin Rice 【Trait】: Time Flies ×5 (Maturity 22%)

【Name】: Taiyi Void Origin Rice 【Trait】: Void Refinement Spiritual Power ×5 (Maturity 21%)

This time, the spirit rice was growing several times faster than before.

And its scale had expanded from only a few stalks to several dozen.

Sixth-tier high-grade spirit rice could not be planted on a massive scale. Otherwise, even with a miraculous spiritual land like the Immortal’s Legacy Field, Qin Ming would be unable to provide enough fertility for it.

Without hesitation, Qin Ming crushed all his remaining Immortal Jade and fused it into the spirit fields.

As a result, the Spirit Soil received nourishment from Immortal Source Energy. Milky-white mist continuously diffused outward and flowed into the roots of the spirit plants.

Their branches and leaves stretched and swayed gently, becoming increasingly lush and vibrant.

After tending the spirit fields,

Qin Ming paid a visit to the Devourer Rat’s cave abode and discovered that the fellow had truly entered a state of enlightenment. The entire rat sat motionless like an old monk in meditation, immersed in a profound state of tranquility.

During this period, it had remained secluded, tirelessly cultivating while attempting to break through to the sixth tier.

After obtaining that black wolf-fang club, the Blackwater Crocodile Demon King had also begun refining the treasure.

Bored out of its mind, Xiao Qing transformed into a several-zhang-long Kunpeng-like whale form and caught fish for itself in the spirit lake, saving Qin Ming quite a bit of trouble.

Some time later,

On the main peak of Little Turtle Peak,

mist drifted through the mountains while spirit birds and beasts roamed among the trees, their cries rising and falling without end.

After years of development, many itinerant cultivator families had moved into the outer regions of the spiritual land.

This was mainly due to the Flower Spirit Clan establishing their territory in the Southern Domain Wasteland, promoting exchanges among several neighboring foreign races.

The ferocious beasts that had once occupied the area had all been exterminated or driven away. Several small cultivation marketplaces had even been established at strategic passes.

The surrounding foreign races of the Spirit Realm had all settled there, trading goods and resources.

Treasures rarely seen under normal circumstances occasionally appeared on the market.

As a result, many human forces had been attracted to settle around the Little Turtle Peak spiritual land.

With Daoist Master Moonwatch, the renowned Void Refinement Divine Lord, overseeing the area, security had greatly improved.

Nowadays, aside from Celestial Star City, the Eastern Huang Mountain Range was considered the safest place.

Even so, without Qin Ming’s approval, those itinerant cultivators and family forces dared not enter Little Turtle Peak itself.

At this moment, seated opposite Qin Ming was a benevolent-looking elderly monk.

It was none other than Master Kongzhi from Celestial Star City.

The two held black and white stones and concentrated fully on their game of Go.

The once-in-ten-thousand-years Lesser Mount Sumeru Dharma Assembly of the Heaven Brahma Domain, one of the three great human sacred lands, was about to begin. Upon learning that Qin Ming would also attend, Master Kongzhi had specially come to visit him.

The two planned to travel there together in a few days.

Through Master Kongzhi, Qin Ming also learned much information about the Lesser Mount Sumeru Dharma Assembly.

The gathering would last for half a year. When the time came, cultivators from all directions would make pilgrimages, and every cultivator qualified to enter and hear the teachings would be among humanity’s elite within the Spirit Realm.

“I never expected the Lesser Mount Sumeru Dharma Assembly to be held in such high regard and possess such immense influence among humanity. It seems the Heaven Brahma Domain truly deserves its reputation as a sacred Buddhist land,” Qin Ming remarked after placing a stone.

Master Kongzhi smiled slightly.

“From what Fellow Daoist Li just said, I take it you've never visited the Heaven Brahma Domain?”

“Fellow Daoist Li may not know this, but the Heaven Brahma Domain is not entirely controlled by the Buddhist sects. Rather, it is jointly governed by the Confucian, Buddhist, and Daoist traditions.”

“In addition to our Buddhist Mount Sumeru, there is the Confucian Vast Righteous Pavilion and the Daoist Infinite Dao Palace. All three are Fusion Realm sects.”

“Within these three great sects reside three of the Seven Sons of the Human Race.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming could not help recalling Yuanji Mountain in the mortal world.

As an ancient immortal spiritual land of the mortal realm, it had likewise been jointly governed by the Three Saints of Yuanji and had served as a center for Confucianism, Buddhism, and Daoism.

Could the inheritance of Yuanji Mountain in the mortal world have originated from the Heaven Brahma Domain?

The thought suddenly arose in Qin Ming’s mind.

After all, considering the strength of the ancient mortal world, it would have been difficult to resist the invasion of the Ancient Devil Realm without support from the Spirit Realm.

Naturally, he would not ask such a question directly.

What Master Kongzhi had just mentioned had already greatly piqued his interest.

“The Seven Sons of the Human Race?”

Seeing the surprise on Qin Ming’s face, Master Kongzhi immediately understood that Qin Ming had spent years farming and cultivating in seclusion at Little Turtle Peak and knew little about the upper echelons of humanity or the affairs of other spiritual domains.

He set down his stone and patiently explained:

“Indeed. Among the human race of the Spirit Realm, each of the Seven Sons of the Human Race is a supreme figure in terms of cultivation and divine abilities, possessing unimaginable achievements in the Dao.”

“Their influence and status are second only to the Three Human Sacred Emperors. Not only do they possess late Fusion Realm cultivation or higher, but they also carry the future and fortune of humanity.”

“They are genuine candidates for the Grand Ascension Realm.”

“Compared to ordinary late Fusion Realm cultivators, they have a far greater chance of reaching Grand Ascension.”

“The upper levels of humanity devote immense resources to nurturing them. One could say they already have one foot across the threshold of Grand Ascension.”

“There were originally only five of them, but later two more extraordinarily gifted human powerhouses emerged. After discussions among the three sacred lands, the number was increased to seven.”

“The most recent addition was Senior Fire God Child, who joined the ranks ten thousand years ago.”

“As one of humanity’s three sacred lands, the Heaven Brahma Domain possesses three of the Seven Sons of the Human Race, each inheriting the legacy of one of the three great sects.”

“The reason this Lesser Mount Sumeru Dharma Assembly is being held on such a grand scale is not only because my master, Master Shen Yin, will be giving teachings. One of the Seven Sons of the Human Race of our sect, Amitabha Child, has also emerged from seclusion and will personally transmit the Dharma.”

“This is a flourishing age seen only once every tens of thousands of years! If the venerable senior happens to take a liking to someone and accepts a disciple on the spot, it would not be impossible.”

Master Kongzhi smiled as he spoke to Qin Ming.

Clearly, only those within the Buddhist and Daoist sects knew such secrets.

Fire God Child?

I never expected that senior to become one of the Seven Sons of the Human Race as well.

Back then, I obtained half of the inheritance of the Heavenly Craft of The Fire God secret canon from Yellow Springs Devouring Abyss.

After listening, even Qin Ming began looking forward to the journey.

After all, attending such a rare gathering would be an excellent opportunity to broaden his horizons.

He would also have the chance to witness the Seven Sons of the Human Race firsthand.

As one of the three sacred lands, the Heaven Brahma Domain might also provide him with a True Spirit feather, allowing him to refine the divine ability of the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.

Master Kongzhi continued speaking for most of the day before abruptly changing the topic.

“By the way, Fellow Daoist Li, do you still have any of that Void-Heaven Moon-Inviting Brew?”

“After talking so much, this old monk’s mouth is getting a little dry. Hehehe!”

Ever since tasting it during his last visit to Little Turtle Peak, he had thoroughly broken his precepts.

Whenever he meditated and chanted scriptures, he found himself involuntarily recalling the immortal brew’s flavor.

It had become a major heart demon for him.

Now that he had finally come to Qin Ming’s place again, he naturally intended to drink to his heart’s content.

And completely forget that heart demon!

Qin Ming was momentarily stunned. It was rare for the monk to ask for wine voluntarily.

He immediately took out a gourd of spirit wine and poured some.

The two then chatted freely.

Time passed in a flash.

Master Kongzhi and Qin Ming spent several days at Little Turtle Peak playing Go, burning incense, brewing tea, and tasting immortal wine.

Master Kongzhi was almost reluctant to leave.

But with the Lesser Mount Sumeru Dharma Assembly about to begin, he felt the time had come.

He promptly invited Qin Ming to depart together.

“Please wait a moment, Master Kongzhi. I need to leave some instructions behind before I go,” Qin Ming said.

Master Kongzhi nodded and remained seated.

Qin Ming returned to his cave abode and summoned Mo Lingwei and Baili Hui.

“Greetings, Master.”

The two bowed respectfully.

Neither knew why Qin Ming had called them.

Qin Ming waved his hand.

“No need for formalities. I will be traveling to the Heaven Brahma Domain to attend the Lesser Mount Sumeru Dharma Assembly and will likely be gone for quite some time. The spiritual land will be entrusted to the two of you.”

“The insect plague threat has largely subsided and no longer poses much danger here. If anything arises that you cannot handle, seek assistance from the neighboring Flower Spirit Clan.”

“They owe me a considerable favor and will help regardless of the matter.”

As he spoke, Qin Ming flicked a jade talisman given to him by Elder Tu’e toward Mo Lingwei.

“Yes, Master!”

Neither had expected their great backer to be leaving on another long journey.

And judging from his tone, he would not return anytime soon.

Besides attending the Dharma Assembly, Qin Ming also intended to gather spiritual materials for treasure refinement.

He also needed to find a suitable place to cultivate the Seven Emotions Six Desires Tree.

As such, the trip would inevitably consume a fair amount of time.

“By the way, where is Fellow Daoist Yue Lingyan?” he asked.

Mo Lingwei replied, “Fellow Daoist Yue Lingyan is currently in secluded cultivation. It seems she has reached a critical stage, so she did not come.”

Qin Ming nodded.

He had originally intended to bring her along so she could see more of the Spirit Realm.

Since ascending to the Spirit Realm, she had never gone out once, instead following Qin Ming’s advice and cultivating quietly at Little Turtle Peak.

Since she was in seclusion, Qin Ming had no intention of interrupting her.

He then called for Blue Ice Fairy and departed with Master Kongzhi toward Celestial Star City.

The city contained an interdomain teleportation array leading directly to the Heaven Brahma Domain.

They only needed to use the array to arrive there.

“Farewell, Peak Master.”

Baili Hui and Mo Lingwei bowed toward the direction of their departure.

“Alas. Only a few hundred years have passed, yet Master has already reached a height we can only look up to.”

“If he returns from this journey, who knows what level he will have reached?” Baili Hui sighed while adjusting his melon-skin cap.

Mo Lingwei’s beautiful eyes flickered.

“Indeed. The gap will likely grow even wider.”

…

After Qin Ming and Master Kongzhi arrived at Celestial Star City,

they discovered that Lord Zichen had already been waiting for them in the teleportation hall.

He had abandoned his usual violet-gold sacred armor and changed into a purple robe embroidered with python patterns.

He appeared far more approachable, though he still carried the bearing of a long-standing authority figure.

“Could it be that Commander-in-Chief is joining us as well?” Qin Ming asked.

A smile appeared on Lord Zichen’s face.

“A gathering of this magnitude, seen only once in ten thousand years? Naturally, I cannot miss it.”

“Oh? I didn’t expect the Commander-in-Chief to find time amid his countless duties. What a coincidence,” Qin Ming said with some surprise.

As commander of the Violet-Gold Sacred Armor, he should have remained stationed in Celestial Star City.

Qin Ming recalled hearing from Ye Kuchan, the former Hall Master of the Heaven Enforcement Hall, that Celestial Star City possessed only three admission tokens in total.

Apparently, Lord Zichen had secured one as well, which was only natural given his status.

Seeing Qin Ming’s confusion, Lord Zichen explained:

“The reason I can leave Celestial Star City this time is because Master Shen Yin will be away for a period, and another Fusion Realm senior in the city, Senior Yunxizi, will emerge from seclusion to handle upcoming affairs.”

“As for the demon race, I’ve heard they have dispatched a Fusion Realm powerhouse from the True Spirit Clan to lead a peace delegation to Celestial Star City.”

“They should arrive soon.”

“These high-level negotiations are beyond my ability to influence. Since I rarely get the chance to relax, I might as well take this opportunity to witness the grand event of the Heaven Brahma Domain. Hahaha!”

Qin Ming nodded in understanding.

“So that’s the reason. Then it truly is a rare opportunity to attend the assembly together with the Commander-in-Chief.”

Only someone in Lord Zichen’s position could provide information about developments at the highest levels of the cultivation world.

It seemed the demon race had truly been pushed to the brink by the insect plague.

They had actually dispatched representatives of the True Spirit Clan for negotiations, demonstrating the utmost sincerity.

“Then may I ask which True Spirit race has come to negotiate peace with humanity this time?”

Qin Ming asked as they walked toward the interdomain teleportation array.

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