Who Let Him Cultivate Immortality

“What level is my Qingfeng Sword, then?” Lu Yang suddenly remembered the sword he frequently used, which had been gifted to him by his Eldest Senior Sister to celebrate his success in building his foundation.

“The sword that Nephew Yun gave you? I can’t tell what level it is,” the Fifth Elder said, shaking his head slowly. He had long noticed that Lu Yang’s Qingfeng Sword was not ordinary.

“Is it a growth-type treasure?”

Lu Yang had been using the Qingfeng Sword smoothly since the early Foundation Building Stage and now into the early Golden Core Stage. He hadn’t encountered any mismatch between the sword and his cultivation level, which led him to believe that only a growth-type treasure could meet such criteria.

Moreover, since the sword was a gift from Eldest Senior Sister, there was no way it could be a regular sword.

The Fifth Elder corrected Lu Yang’s misunderstanding. “No, growth-type treasures don’t work like that. For a Foundation Building-level treasure to grow into a Golden Core-level treasure, it needs to be upgraded using various spiritual irons and divine minerals.”

“Think of it like a framework. To improve the treasure’s quality, you need to constantly fill in the framework with materials like spirit iron or divine minerals. Now think about your Qingfeng Sword. Have you ever added anything to it?”

“Also, growth-type treasures undergo major upgrades at each stage. The feel of a treasure at the beginning of the Foundation Building Stage should be different from how it feels by the late stage. Have you ever experienced this with your Qingfeng Sword?”

Lu Yang thought for a moment and realized this hadn’t been the case.

“So, what’s the deal with my Qingfeng Sword then?”

“It’s been sealed by Nephew Yun. The number of seals on it is so numerous that I can’t even count them, which is why I said I couldn’t determine the Qingfeng Sword’s level.”

“Every time your strength increases a bit, part of the seal will unravel, which is why the sword always feels perfectly suited to your level no matter how much you progress.”

“Nephew Yun has been very thoughtful in her care for you. This Qingfeng Sword, along with its seals, is a priceless treasure.”

Lu Yang hadn’t expected that Eldest Senior Sister had put so much thought into the Qingfeng Sword, and he was deeply moved.

“Alright, I need to go help Nephew Peach apply for that patent, so I won’t stay and chat,” the Fifth Elder said, preparing to leave.

Lu Yang quickly said, “Thank you, Elder, for forging the Underworld Moon Sword. Please, go ahead with your work.”

The Fifth Elder waved his hand, took out his flying shuttle, and vanished in a flash.

“Fairy, can you tell what quality the Qingfeng Sword really is?” Lu Yang wondered if his other reliable source, the Everlasting Fairy, could offer any insight.

The Everlasting Fairy glanced around at the Qingfeng Sword and shook her head bluntly. “It’s sealed too tightly. Can’t see through it.”

It took Lu Yang a moment to understand what the Everlasting Fairy meant—the layers of seals were too numerous to gauge its true quality.

Lu Yang returned to Heaven’s Gate Peak, but there was no sign of his Eldest Senior Sister. She was probably still torturing the Calamity Sovereign. Either the Calamity Sovereign was too stubborn to talk, or he knew too much and couldn’t finish explaining it all in one go.

“It’s a pity. I was hoping to ask about your patent fees for you,” Everlasting Fairy sighed in relief, secretly feeling much lighter.

Lu Yang gave Everlasting Fairy a sideways glance, thinking, You’re practically wearing your fear on your face, Fairy.

“Time to cultivate,” Lu Yang reminded himself. After all, he was still a cultivator, and the essence of a cultivator’s life is cultivation.

Not only was he a genius, but he was a hardworking genius!

Everlasting Fairy gave Lu Yang a skeptical look. “Since you formed your Golden Core, have you really spent much time cultivating?”

Lu Yang confidently started counting on his fingers. “What do you mean? Do you think I don’t want to cultivate? It’s just that I’ve been too busy!”

“First, after returning from the dense forest, Eldest Senior Sister dragged me to visit the Everlasting Ruins, where we also checked in on our master. Then, Junior Brother Li got trapped by Qin Haoran’s memories, so Old Meng and I took him out into the world for a bit, and accidentally encountered members of the Nine Nether Sect, leading us to create the story of the Heavenly Court Sect’s alliance with them.”

“After that, I brought along the Fifth Elder to meet with the Nine Nether Sect again, to further convince them of the Heavenly Court Sect’s existence.”

“To continue writing the Enlightenment of Heart and Nature Technique, I spent more than half a month in the scripture library and successfully wrote the Golden Core chapter.”

“Lastly, Old Meng and I attended the Qingzhou Grand Ceremony, where we encountered ancient cultivators.”

“From the moment I formed my Invincible Core to now, it’s only been two months.”

Everlasting Fairy: “…”

It seemed like that was indeed the case.

Perhaps Lu Yang’s eventful experiences had given her the illusion that a much longer time had passed?

Choosing to reside in Lu Yang’s mental space had been a great decision after all. Where else could she have encountered so many interesting things?

“And even with all of that, haven’t I still managed to squeeze in cultivation here and there? Have I really delayed my cultivation progress?” Lu Yang argued, quite reasonably. He had a habit of cultivating whenever he had a moment to spare, effortlessly absorbing spiritual energy and progressing without missing a beat.

Sitting on a large boulder covered with sword marks, Lu Yang closed his eyes to meditate, immersing himself in the vast sword intent contained within.

He recalled Eldest Senior Sister telling him that this boulder was where their master had once practiced swordsmanship in his youth. Over time, the stone had absorbed so much sword intent that it became a precious treasure for sword cultivators, enhancing their understanding of the sword.

Sitting on the boulder allowed one to both cultivate and comprehend sword intent at the same time—killing two birds with one stone.

Lu Yang sat cross-legged, hands open toward the sky, mouth agape, his head tilted upward. To a casual observer, it might have looked like he was sleeping.

Spiritual energy surged into his body, expanding his meridians, gradually increasing his cultivation. Each small improvement brought a surge of satisfaction. It was no wonder some cultivators willingly retreated into seclusion for decades, or even centuries, only to emerge feeling as though the world had completely changed.

Of course, Lu Yang wasn’t one for such long periods of seclusion. The Dao Seeking Sect didn’t encourage such practices either. Even Eldest Senior Sister, who was devoted to cultivation, followed their master’s advice and limited her seclusion to three days.

“Seclusion may increase your experience, but it doesn’t make you any smarter, you know,” Everlasting Fairy chimed in, wholeheartedly agreeing with the Dao Seeking Sect’s philosophy. She was becoming increasingly pleased with her decision to become an honorary elder of the sect.

“I, on the other hand, fought my way to the top, defeating countless famous figures! I grew rapidly through battles and the spoils of war.”

“You should learn from me, advancing through combat! Facing the vast world and its myriad beings, you’ll not only improve your skills and cultivation level, but you’ll also become as clever as me!”

Hearing this, Lu Yang wondered if perhaps extending his periods of seclusion wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed. Sitting cross-legged on the large boulder, Lu Yang slowly opened his eyes, exhaling a breath of clear air. His gaze was sharp, and his aura surged outward before swiftly retracting, fully under his control.

A smile crept across his face.

“Mid-Golden Core Stage.”