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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 5: [Seeking Immortality in the Eastern Sea]
Volume 5 (Pinyin): [Dong Hai xun xian]
Chapter 59 (496): [The Birth of Immortal Herb]
(59th of Volume 5)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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"Splash!"
Li Weiyi retracted the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal and plunged into the sea, pulling the "severely injured" Zuoqiu Hongting to the surface.
The Purple Heaven Thunder Seal, as large as a millstone, hovered above him, its ancient carvings wreathed in thick thunderclouds.
Combined with the solemnity of his Governor's Official Robe, his aura radiated extraordinary power and majesty.
Dozens of zhang away, Ye Cang's eyes burned like twin fireballs. The heavy blade in his hand, a Thousand-Inscriptions Artifact, erupted with scripture, covering the blade and his arms as his blood and Spiritual Qi surged wildly within him.
Three Seventh-Grade Hundred-Inscriptions Artifacts - a set of mother-and-child blades - orbited him, their edges gleaming with lethal light.
Though the Zuoqiu Clan and the Imperial Court's veteran experts remained distant, at least ten Dao Heart Manifestations already pressed down on Ye Cang.
If he dared to swing his blade at Li Weiyi, he would undoubtedly suffer the same fate as Ye Baiyue.
Ye Cang had never felt so humiliated. His killing intent raged like a storm, yet he was forced to restrain himself.
"Today, I've witnessed the methods of your Lingxiao Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators! This debt will be settled in full."
Seeing the approaching swarm of Lingxiao Realm Human Clan experts, Ye Cang dove into the depths, retrieved Ye Baiyue's remains, and stored them in his Boundary Pouch.
Li Weiyi gazed at the grief-stricken Ye Cang.
"Leave the East Sea immediately, and you might yet live. Continue to ally with Fu Wenyan, and your death is assured."
Ye Cang shot him a cold glare before joining Fu Wenyan, Meng Hualong, and the others.
Tai Shi Yu, stepping on talismanic runes, hurried over, watching Ye Cang's retreating figure.
He sighed, "He actually managed to restrain himself. Such formidable self-control. You must be wary of someone like that. He'll undoubtedly be watching you constantly, waiting for you to falter or show weakness, ready to strike a fatal blow."
Li Weiyi didn't underestimate his opponents or grow complacent, treating every Ninth Heaven Martial-Mystic Cultivator with respect.
"The five members of the Zongsheng Academy, working together, could already hunt down a Young Heavenly Emperor from the Ninth Heaven, posing a grave threat. I had hoped to seize this opportunity to cripple half their strength, but alas, none of them are pushovers. Their rationality overrides their emotions."
"I still believe Fu Wenyan poses the greatest threat," Tai Shi Yu said, "Once he achieves a Breakthrough, he'll become a top-tier powerhouse."
Li Weiyi nodded, glancing down at Zuoqiu Hongting in his arms, then out at the distant sea, where powerful figures were gathering Six-Clawed Immortal Dragon Qi.
Martial-Mystic Cultivators from nearby islet reefs continued to converge on the scene.
Casualties had already begun to mount in the struggle.
The Demon Clan, Human Clan, Ricefolk, and various Major Powers were locked in a tangled web of conflict and hatred, showing no mercy to one another.
Li Weiyi carried Zuoqiu Hongting back to the Jiu Li Tribe's warship.
Moments later, she used the Disguise Technique to transform into Liu Fengshu, and she and Li Weiyi reappeared on the deck. They announced that Zuoqiu Hongting was recuperating from her injuries aboard the ship.
In the distant sea, the Six-Clawed Immortal Dragon Qi gradually dissipated, absorbed by Martial-Mystic Cultivators from all factions.
Li Weiyi felt no regret.
The amount of Six-Clawed Immortal Dragon Qi released this time was minimal.
Over the past few months, small amounts had been seeping from the seabed daily.
Cang Li, Li Ling, Hidden Nine, Yin Eleven, and other young Martial-Mystic Cultivators stood on the deck behind them, refraining from joining the competition.
Anyone daring to venture into that sea was at least a Seventh Heaven powerhouse.
"The celestial phenomena are changing," Zuoqiu Hongting murmured, sensing something amiss.
She raised her eyes to the sky, watching the black clouds race across the horizon. An inexplicable aura enveloped the entire deep-sea realm.
The seawater turned ink-black.
Waves surged violently, threatening to engulf the Phoenix Stone Reef ten miles away.
Er Feng's Intent echoed in Li Weiyi's mind: "The Immortal-Seeking Pearl is fluctuating."
"Oh!"
In the next instant, Li Weiyi and Zuoqiu Hongting transformed into two streaks of light, descending from the ship and swiftly appearing on the crimson Phoenix Stone Reef.
The Phoenix Stone Reef was primarily composed of rock, spanning about a hundred zhang in diameter.
A towering bronze pillar, hundreds of meters tall and seven or eight meters in diameter, stood at the reef's center. Its origin remained a mystery, unlike any human-forged artifact, radiating an awe-inspiring presence.
In this sea area, only nine islet reefs were safe, each inscribed with profound Formation Scriptures by the Holy Spiritual King.
Elsewhere, the seabed could collapse at any moment, or dangers beyond the comprehension of Dao Seed Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators might erupt.
Thirty miles away, a brilliant radiance appeared in the sea, shifting between crimson, azure, and golden hues. With each change, the surrounding seawater mirrored the shifting colors: fiery red like a sea of flames, azure like polished gemstones, and golden like molten iron.
A refreshing fragrance carried by the wind reached Phoenix Stone Reef.
Even breathing the air felt like a cleansing of their limbs and bones for Li Weiyi and Zuoqiu Hongting.
Dark clouds descended, and waves crashed against the sky.
"Whoosh!"
On the distant horizon, the legendary Dragon City Mirage materialized.
The mirage was ethereal.
Yet the hazy outline of Dragon City was both majestic and mysterious.
Its walls, once towering like mountains, now lay in ruins, many sections collapsed into rubble. Dragon bones littered the landscape, and a skull the size of a hill had smashed a massive crater into one corner of the city. A crimson river flowed eternally, its source and destination unknown.
The scene was so vivid it felt as if such a place truly existed - an ancient city destroyed and abandoned, its history pressing down with the weight of ages.
Li Weiyi and Zuoqiu Hongting simultaneously activated their Heavenly Eyes, piercing through the mirage's luminous haze.
Within the illusory Dragon City, they spotted a foot-tall rare Herb.
It had no leaves, only a single radiant flower swaying gently in the wind at its apex.
The flower had three petals, each shaped like a heart.
They radiated crimson, azure, and golden light respectively.
"Three colors... heart-shaped... This... this is the legendary Immortal Herb!"
Zuoqiu Hongting, a voracious reader whose knowledge rivaled that of lifelong scholars, recognized the rare Herb within the Dragon City Mirage.
The fragrance of Immortal Herb carried for hundreds of miles, its radiance illuminating the entire sea.
This was no mere illusion; it was real.
"In the era before the Immortal Dao Dragon Vein withered, living beings had to cultivate a Immortal Body to join the top Immortal Sects. Martial-Mystic Cultivators who failed to achieve this had only one chance to change their fate: to find Immortal Herb."
"Excellent! By consuming Immortal Herb, even with my ordinary chief disciple's Innate Talent, I can definitely cultivate a Immortal Body. Once I reach the Immortal Realm, my Innate Talent will advance further, rivaling that of the elite chief disciples."
"Even in ancient sects like the Rice Palace and Calamity Crossing Temple, a Immortal Body appears only once every few decades, usually achieved only by those with True Disciples."
"The excavation of the Ancient Immortal Dragon Remains has indeed revealed a heaven-defying opportunity!"
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Some Martial-Mystic Cultivators, demonic beasts, and Ricefolk elders recognized Immortal Herb.
Their eyes burned crimson as they surged into the Dragon City Mirage at breakneck speed.
"My lifespan is nearing its end. Only by consuming Immortal Herb and cultivating the Immortal Body can I break free from the Immortal Shackles and ascend to the Immortal Realm. Today, anyone who dares to challenge me will face my wrath!"
A gaunt Elder, his hair completely gone, burst from the water like a corpse rising from its coffin. Lightning crackled around him as he moved with terrifying speed.
This was the Great Elder of the Thundercloud Sect, one of its ten most senior members.
Like Zhu Qishi'er Chongtian, he was already one hundred and forty years old.
His Physical Body had been cultivated to eighty percent of the Immortal Body's strength. Despite countless years of effort, he had been unable to progress further.
"You seek to break through to the Immortal Realm and extend your lifespan by another Jiazi. But I am a top-tier disciple. If I cultivate the Immortal Body and reach the Immortal Realm, I will finally stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the Young Heavenly Emperor of old era, never again forced to bow my head."
Meng Hualong, the foremost expert in the Zongsheng Academy, was determined to obtain Immortal Herb. He unleashed the fourth layer of his Great Technique, the Dragon-Seizing Hand, sending the Great Elder of the Thundercloud Sect flying.
A claw-shaped pit, several dozen feet wide, appeared in the luminous, misty ground of Mirage Dragon City.
Princess Dengfeng revealed her true form: a vast, white jellyfish cloud spanning dozens of feet, ethereal as gauze and radiant as light - a sight of breathtaking beauty. Formation Scriptures and talismanic runes enveloped her as she soared over Meng Hualong's head, rapidly closing in on Immortal Herb.
The Turtle Scholar followed closely on the ground, clearing the path of pursuers.
Li Weiyi and Zuoqiu Hongting, propelled by Divine Swiftness Talismans, slipped through a breach in the city wall and entered Mirage Dragon City.
They soon discovered that while the city appeared illusory, composed of light and mist, it possessed tangible resistance.
Touching any structure caused ripples to spread across its surface, blocking their fingers from penetrating.
Li Weiyi was stunned.
The mirage before them was clearly projected from elsewhere. Even the massive Dragon Bones on the ground, mere illusory shadows, exuded a palpable aura of dread, causing their Soul Spirits to tremble.
"Boom!"
"Rumble!"
Princess Dengfeng, Zhu Qishi'er Chongtian, Turtle Scholar, Tang Zhan, Meng Hualong, Fu Wenyan, Ye Cang, the Great Elder of the Thundercloud Sect... Over a dozen top-tier experts clashed fiercely within Mirage Dragon City.
Anyone who dared approach Immortal Herb would immediately face attacks from all the others.
In such a terrifying battlefield, ordinary Ninth Heaven Martial-Mystic Cultivators and Nine-Star Spiritual Masters risked certain death if they intervened.
Princess Dengfeng wielded a Flying Sword and the Prefectural Governor's Official Seal she had seized from Fu Wenyan, suppressing all the powerful combatants.
Each strike of her Spiritual Artifact sent two or three opponents flying.
"The Ancient Immortal Dragon Remains haven't been fully excavated yet," Fu Wenyan declared, "There must be more than one stalk of Immortal Herb waiting to emerge. If you join forces with me today, I swear by the Sect Sage's name that once I break through to the Ninth Heaven and cultivate the Immortal Body, I will help each of you obtain a stalk of Immortal Herb!"
The Four Great Experts of the Zongsheng Academy - including Fu Wenyan himself - converged, unleashing their strongest Spiritual Artifacts.
With unstoppable momentum, they advanced, successively injuring Turtle Scholar, Tang Zhan, the Great Elder of the Thundercloud Sect, and others.
Even the Zhu Qishi'er Chongtian, the seventy-second layer of heaven, couldn't withstand the combined power of the four experts.
"Whoosh!"
Princess Dengfeng's phantom avatar materialized from the jellyfish clouds, descending beside Immortal Herb.
Even she couldn't suppress her excitement, her eyes gleaming with joy as she reached out with a trembling hand to pluck the treasure.
"Boom!"
A colossal Black Flood Dragon tore through the earth of Mirage Dragon City, erupting from the seabed.
Its head was as large as a house, its scales like palm-sized obsidian fans, and its eyes blazed with a light as bright as the sun and moon. Its aura radiated boundless power.
The Mirage Dragon City crumbled into luminous mist.
The Black Flood Dragon's massive head sent Immortal Herb and Princess Dengfeng's phantom avatar flying skyward.
"Aooo!"
The Black Flood Dragon unleashed a dragon's roar, spewing a torrent of water that repelled the four members of the Zongsheng Academy.
The dragon's massive body contracted, condensing into a humanoid form.
Prince Mingjiao had arrived.
Standing eight feet tall with Flood Dragon ears, he wore black obsidian armor and was shrouded in Nether Mist. His long hair cascaded down his back, radiating unparalleled dominance. With a claw-like grip, he crushed Princess Dengfeng's phantom avatar with a resounding pop.
Then, he reached out to seize the Immortal Herb.
In mid-air, Princess Dengfeng's true form let out a delicate shout, manipulating her Flying Sword and Prefectural Governor's Official Seal to unleash a torrent of scriptures, suppressing Prince Mingjiao.
To her, anyone could claim the Immortal Herb- except Prince Mingjiao.
Prince Mingjiao didn't even turn around. He activated his black mystical armor, causing over seven thousand dragon-shaped scriptures to erupt from his body like ten thousand dragons charging forward, blocking the Flying Sword and Prefectural Governor's Official Seal behind him.
His five fingers extended, the tips less than a foot from the Immortal Herb, victory seemingly within reach.
"Stop fighting! The Immortal Herb must be claimed by this True Disciple. Anyone who interferes will die!"
The moment Sheng Wulian's voice rang out, his body materialized before Prince Mingjiao, as if appearing from thin air. The radiant white light erupting from his body clashed violently with the Nether Mist surrounding Prince Mingjiao.
Half a mile away, Li Weiyi realized it was too late to intervene.
He reluctantly drew the Thousand-Inscriptions Artifact Giant Bow.
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END OF CHAPTER
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