No Money to Cultivate Immortality? - Chapter 812 (Patreon)

Chapter 812: The Heavenly Demon Grandma Arrives

A pitch-black figure projected down from the Spiritual Realm, appearing before Ying Aikun and Ling Chiye.

Then a cool, clear voice crossed the Spiritual Realm and entered their ears.

“Sis?”

“Think carefully, Ying Aikun. What should you call me?”

Ying Aikun raised his head and looked at the cool young woman projected before him. Recalling the difference between them now, he hurriedly said with utmost respect, “Grandma! I missed you so much.”

Ling Chiye, watching from the side, sighed inwardly. This Taizhen Immortal Clan, spanning all the major sects, was indeed strict in family discipline, orderly in hierarchy, and aligned in every way toward wealth and strength.

At the same time, he quickly bowed and said, “Greetings, Peak Master Su.”

Ling Chiye knew that although the person before him looked like a young woman, she was a Level Seven sect official of the Heavenly Demon Sect, a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, and the peak master of Soul-Devouring Peak, Su Lingyou.

He had also heard that she had been actively maneuvering these past few years, and in the future, she was very likely to enter the Heavenly Demon Hall and become a Level Eight sect official.

On the other side, Ying Aikun continued, “What exactly is Bu Yingshu trying to do? She actually drove an immortal shuttle straight into my physical body and smashed it to pieces! That was my most valuable body right now…”

The young-woman-shaped projection listened to Ying Aikun’s complaints somewhat absentmindedly.

Yes, it was quite miserable that his physical body had been smashed out of existence, but what did that have to do with her?

They were only relatives. It was not as if they were in a lending relationship or a debtor-creditor relationship. Su Lingyou did not need Ying Aikun to possess a stronger ability to make money.

In fact, to her, it was better if Ying Aikun was a little weaker right now. That made him easier to control and more beneficial for the project that came next.

Su Lingyou only cared about the next phase of profits from the Old Days Graveyard and the exploration of the Labyrinth Realm.

Unwilling to listen to him ramble any longer, Su Lingyou directly cut Ying Aikun off. “I already understand the situation. The Myriad Laws side has no intention of making a move on the Labyrinth Realm.”

“This incident should merely be Bu Yingshu acting on her own authority.”

When Ying Aikun heard this, a trace of hatred appeared on his face. “That bastard! If not for my bad luck, how would a useless junior like that ever have had the chance to humiliate me?”

The moment he thought about how he had been bullied like this by a junior he had once looked down on the most, Ying Aikun felt even more anger and resentment. Back then, even when he dealt with outsourced cultivators, he had only gone about this far.

“She’s practically treating me like an outsourced worker!”

Then he once again thought of the source of everything he had suffered up to now.

“It’s all that old bastard’s fault!” Ying Aikun cursed. “He could have just been a perfectly good immortal, but he just had to mess around with some New Kunxu, throwing heaven and earth into unrest and dragging billions of living beings into disaster with him. He even caused descendants like us to be miserably liquidated.”

And when he thought of how all the assets Ying Xintian had left on every level had been devoured clean, Ying Aikun felt even more heartbroken.

He roared in his mind, “That was all my money!”

In Ying Aikun’s view, if Ying Xintian was gone, then of course the assets he left behind should have been divided among bloodline descendants like them.

But now Ying Xintian’s assets had been carved up by all the major sects. To him, it was as painful as if they were drinking his blood and eating his flesh.

Every time he thought of this, it felt as if his heart were dripping blood.

Ying Aikun sighed inwardly. “That senile old fool. If he wanted to die, he should have just quietly gone off and died by himself. How good would it have been if he had handed all his assets over to us to manage before he died?”

Ling Chiye listened to Ying Aikun’s curses from the side and understood that the old bastard he was talking about was the former immortal and current Kunxu traitor, Ying Xintian.

Ling Chiye knew that the cultivators within the sect now had varying opinions about this former immortal.

Some believed he had been set up, jointly driven out of Kunxu by the other immortals, and stripped of all his assets. He was a loser in the struggle on the immortal path.

Others believed Ying Xintian had wanted to attack the Immortal Emperor realm and become the eleventh Immortal Emperor, and had therefore been brutally suppressed and knocked down from the clouds.

There were also cultivators who believed that Ying Xintian had suffered a backlash from his Daoist lineage during cultivation and had already fallen into a state of madness, which was what led to the string of events that followed.

However, the truth was not something Ling Chiye currently cared about. As one of the Heavenly Demon Sect’s people in charge at the Old Days Graveyard, the only thing on his mind now was how to obtain enough benefits from the upcoming mutation in the Labyrinth Realm.

And to do that, Ying Aikun, who possessed the immortal bloodline of Ying Xintian’s branch, was an important link.

Although Su Lingyou, who was beside him, was also related to Ying Aikun by blood, what their bloodlines had in common was Taizhen Immortal Venerable, not Ying Xintian. In other words, they were from the same maternal clan, not the same paternal clan. Only Ying Aikun’s ancestry above him carried Ying Xintian’s bloodline.

Considering this, along with the Taizhen Immortal Clan behind Ying Aikun, Ling Chiye, despite being a Level Five sect official and a Void Refinement cultivator, still behaved very respectfully toward Ying Aikun, this Level Four Divine Transformation cultivator.

Ling Chiye asked, “Senior Ying, after you arrived at the Old Days Graveyard, did you sense any changes in the Labyrinth Realm?”

Su Lingyou looked over as well. Clearly, this was the question she was more concerned about.

Ying Aikun closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said, “The Labyrinth Realm that old fellow left behind has indeed changed.”

Relying on the immortal bloodline within his body, Ying Aikun had a faint and subtle perception of the various Dimensional Structures shaped by Ying Xintian, and the Labyrinth Realm of the Old Days Graveyard was no exception.

And after the Dimensional Structure of the Labyrinth Realm changed this time, Ying Aikun could sense that the faint perception had become increasingly clear.

Ying Aikun said, “Within the old fellow’s bloodline, there has always been hidden the mystery of grotto-heaven power. As long as the members of our clan develop the bloodline talent within our bodies, we can naturally obtain powerful grotto-heaven power.”

“No one can sense the changes in this Labyrinth Realm more clearly than we can.”

Ying Aikun smiled confidently. “I can sense that this Labyrinth Realm is being supported by his bloodline power, which has triggered disorder and distortion in its Dimensional Structure.”

“And now… that power has changed. It is slowly opening the Labyrinth Realm.”

Ling Chiye’s gaze shifted. “Opening?”

Ying Aikun said, “When I say opening, that’s naturally relative. To other cultivators, the Labyrinth Realm is still inverted and disordered, but to me, I can already vaguely make out its veins and pathways.”

Ling Chiye asked, “Senior Ying, could there be anyone else who, like you, can see the Dimensional Structure within the Labyrinth Realm so clearly?”

Ying Aikun smiled proudly. “In all of Ying Xintian’s branch, even back then, there were only a few people whose development of their bloodline talent surpassed mine.”

“And if one wants to see the current changes in the Labyrinth Realm clearly, the power of this bloodline talent is indispensable.”

Ling Chiye said, “It is said that when Ying Xintian laid down the Labyrinth Realm here back then, he deliberately arranged several ancient corpses inside it. Would that arrangement have any effect on the Dimensional Structure?”

Ying Aikun waved his hand and said, “What do you take this place for? Just because this is the Old Days Graveyard, do you think a few random corpses can support a distorted space?”

“Useless. The grotto-heaven power in the bloodline is the key. As for the corpses he hid away, I would estimate that they most likely have nothing to do with the Dimensional Structure itself. They should have some other purpose.”

Ling Chiye nodded slightly. The other party was an expert in this field, so naturally he trusted him.

After Ying Aikun finished his analysis, he looked at Su Lingyou again and asked, “Grandma, what exactly are we looking for in the Labyrinth Realm this time?”

Su Lingyou said faintly, “Possibly a corpse. The corpse of a past sect master of the Heavenly Demon Sect. His corpse was hidden by Ying Xintian in the deepest part of the Labyrinth Realm.”

“What?” Ling Chiye, beside them, was greatly shocked. “The corpse of a former sect master?”

Ying Aikun, however, was filled with surprise and delight. “No wonder. No wonder he wanted to disorder space and hide several other ancient corpses. It looks like all of that was to suppress this former sect master’s corpse.”

Ying Aikun thought to himself, “Good. This old fellow finally left behind something worthwhile. As long as I collect this corpse, I might be able to turn things around.”

At this moment, Ying Aikun had already openly regarded the corpse in the deepest part of the Labyrinth Realm as his own property.

Ling Chiye, however, asked curiously, “If it is the corpse of a former sect master, why has the sect not put major effort into investigating it?”

Although compared to Myriad Laws, the Heavenly Demon Sect had already invested quite a bit of power into the Old Days Graveyard, Ling Chiye knew that if the former sect master’s corpse were truly here, the Heavenly Demon Sect should have devoted even greater effort to searching for it.

Su Lingyou said faintly, “I cannot tell you the details of this matter yet.”

“You only need to know that next, you are to explore the Labyrinth Realm with all your strength. As long as you find that corpse, everything I promised you will be no problem.”

When they spoke of the specific plan for exploring the Labyrinth Realm, Ying Aikun could not help but give a cold snort. “With that junior Bu Yingshu ruining things, I’m afraid we won’t be able to borrow a batch of Soul Cultivators from the Ghost Letter Department this time.”

Originally, according to Ying Aikun’s plan, by relying on his special perception of the Labyrinth Realm’s space, and then supplementing it with a large number of Soul Cultivators conducting investigations without fear of losses, they would have been able to explore with the greatest efficiency.

But now, this plan had been completely disrupted by Bu Yingshu.

Ying Aikun could not help saying, “That Bu Yingshu is dull in aptitude and mediocre in talent, but it seems her vindictiveness is not small at all. Back then, I merely evaluated her truthfully and reasonably reduced her cultivation resources into negative growth by a little. I never expected she would remember it until now. She really is the sort to seek revenge for the smallest slight.”

“I’m afraid she won’t let this go. What if she keeps causing trouble for me?”

Su Lingyou said, “There’s no need to bother with Bu Yingshu anymore. She descended here in passing because of that person called Zhang Yu. Now she has already been stopped by someone, and for the time being, she can’t interfere with the Old Days Graveyard. Next, just focus on exploring the Old Days Graveyard.”

Hearing Su Lingyou’s answer, Ying Aikun was slightly stunned. “Zhang Yu?”

The image of Zhang Yu, whom he had seen in the Ghost Letter Department, surfaced in his mind, along with the move he had originally intended to use to teach him a lesson.

Ying Aikun said in surprise, “Could it be… Bu Yingshu came here to stand up for Zhang Yu?”

He had originally thought Bu Yingshu had ambushed him at the Old Days Graveyard in order to deal with him.

Su Lingyou said, “It is said that this Zhang Yu is highly valued by Bu Yingshu.”

“Heh…” Ying Aikun smiled and shook his head. “Trash really does take in subordinates who don’t know what they’re doing.”

Recalling how Zhang Yu had not shown the slightest weakness toward him in the reception hall of the Ghost Letter Department, Ying Aikun thought to himself, “No wonder. So he was relying on Bu Yingshu’s backing?”

“Hmph. Does he think that just because Bu Yingshu is protecting him, he can run wild without restraint?”

But Ying Aikun had to admit that with Bu Yingshu protecting him, the other party really could run wild without restraint in the Ghost Letter Department.

“Although in theory, whether it’s me or Ling Chiye beside me, either of us could blast this Zhang Yu into dregs within one second, still…”

“For the sake of the larger situation, for now, it’s better not to bother with this Zhang Yu and Bu Yingshu behind him.”

Just then, Su Lingyou said, “Since we cannot borrow Soul Cultivators from the Ghost Letter Department, we will buy them ourselves.”

Even if it meant raising costs significantly, Su Lingyou would not hesitate for the sake of exploring the Labyrinth Realm.

She could sense that they were not the only ones who had their eyes on this mutation in the Labyrinth Realm.

The Whitebone Cult and Netherworld Palace encampments in the Old Days Graveyard had both been making frequent unusual movements, and both were also purchasing and leasing large numbers of Soul Cultivators.

Su Lingyou thought to herself, “We must find that thing before those two factions do…”

…

Just as abnormal movements continued throughout the Old Days Graveyard, and the Heavenly Demon Sect, Netherworld Palace, and Whitebone Cult successively prepared to invest even more power into exploring the Labyrinth Realm—

Zhang Yu left a clone in his dorm to continue cultivating and refining immortal dao technology, left his primordial spirit soaking in the Divine Transformation pool in the dorm, and took the opportunity for his true body to transform into a breeze and leave the Ghost Letter Department.

He thought to himself, “I’ve already informed Minister Qin Chuan that I’ll be focusing on cultivation in my dorm. Unless something especially major happens, no one should go see my clone.”

Zhang Yu knew that as long as no powerful cultivator went to observe or test his clone, his clone would be unlikely to be exposed.

And if some major incident did occur again, then he could only return from the Labyrinth Realm when the time came.

In the blink of an eye, the breeze Zhang Yu had transformed into arrived once more at the border of the Labyrinth Realm.

But this time, before Zhang Yu even approached, he already saw black clouds gathering between heaven and earth, yin winds rolling, and the entire area cast into darkness.

There were also many Divine Transformation cultivators silently operating their primordial spirits, moving back and forth like streaks of lightning as they manipulated large batches of artifacts and Soul Cultivators.

In just a short while, Zhang Yu had already seen wave after wave of Soul Cultivators gather artifacts, stirring up soaring yin qi as they plunged into the Labyrinth Realm like a flood.

Faintly, Zhang Yu could also sense that within the Spiritual Realm, there seemed to be cultivators with even deeper cultivation observing the situation here from afar.

“Heavenly Demon, Netherworld, Whitebone…” Looking at the pieces of information in the Spiritual Realm that represented one sect after another, Zhang Yu inwardly let out a breath. “There are even more people exploring the Labyrinth Realm now.”

“Are they using a sea-filling strategy with massive numbers of Soul Cultivators, throwing them into the Labyrinth Realm without regard for losses to forcefully explore its interior?”

Zhang Yu, who had transformed into a breeze, became even more cautious. After making a large detour, he once again stepped into the Labyrinth Realm through one of its most remote entrances.

After all, to him, with the power of an Immortal Descendant, he could clearly distinguish directions within the Labyrinth Realm. He was unlike other cultivators, who easily lost their way in the disordered and distorted space and became trapped inside.

On top of that, Zhang Yu could sense the positions of the ancestor’s corpse and the grotto-heaven power, so to him, it made no difference which entrance he used.

After entering this time, Zhang Yu did not waste any time. He immediately rushed toward the remaining grotto-heaven power in the office zone.

Of course, along the way, Zhang Yu also occasionally stirred up a violent gust of wind, sweeping some valuable items he encountered into his own grotto-heaven.

After the last round of liquidation, Zhang Yu now had a rough sense of the prices of various materials in the Labyrinth Realm. Every time he took something away, he seemed to see his funds increase.

Mana-accelerating corpse unit, immortal coins plus three hundred twenty.

Blood-pool pressurized corpse unit, immortal coins plus one hundred fifty.

Special spirit-isolating construction material, immortal coins plus thirty.

Picking things up along the way like this, Zhang Yu felt his wallet swell quite a bit again.

Of course, his efficiency was so fast for two reasons. On one hand, it was because the transformation ability of Blood-Tide Essence Saint Visualization allowed him to move extremely quickly while avoiding encounters with crazed corpse units. On the other hand, his powerful perception of the Labyrinth Realm allowed him to advance at full speed without worrying about being trapped inside it.

At the same time, Zhang Yu could sense the mana within his body constantly being consumed and replenished.

The consumption came from Blood-Tide Essence Saint Visualization. Although this sect-suppressing-level technique was powerful, it was also a major energy guzzler. It could be called the method that currently consumed Zhang Yu’s mana the most severely.

The replenishment of mana came from the immortal crystals Zhang Yu had ingested.

“With immortal crystals, not only has the efficiency of my mana improvement accelerated, but the speed at which I recover mana has also increased.”

And with mana recovering faster, Zhang Yu could transform with fewer reservations. The violent wind he became grew swifter and more surging, and his exploration efficiency rose quite a bit again.

But just as Zhang Yu was advancing triumphantly all the way, his brows suddenly furrowed.

“Hm?”

He sensed that the grotto-heaven power, which had originally remained quietly unmoving, had suddenly begun moving rapidly.

Zhang Yu’s heart sank. “The ancestor’s corpse Ying Xintian used to hide the grotto-heaven power… moved?”

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