The Age Of Doom: I Can Deduce Countless Ages Of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 35: Lv Xianyin

Mu Qingxi felt the Innate Dao Qi emanating from Zhang Qingyuan, causing the normally lazy spiritual energy to rush towards her.

"So this is Senior Brother's aptitude?"

Mu Qingxi raised her hand, only to see that her fair skin was already cracked, revealing a hint of white tenderness from the cracks.

The long-lasting adaptation process of the Elixir of Immortality that she had been unable to complete for a long time was completed in an instant.

But this was only a partial recording of Zhang Qingyuan's Qi.

The effect was far inferior to the original version.

"Do you feel it?"

Zhang Qingyuan's voice appeared in Mu Qingxi's heart.

Upon hearing this voice, Mu Qingxi looked up at Zhang Qingyuan in confusion.

"Divine Mind transmission? No, that's not it."

Mu Qingxi heard this voice, paused for a moment, and then shook her head.

Although it seemed like Divine Mind transmission, it wasn't.

"I used a special method to implant my Qi into your body, so we have established a connection between our Qi."

Zhang Qingyuan's voice resurfaced in Mu Qingxi's heart.

The Demonic Cultivation Technique evolved from one's own Qi, and its essence lies in cultivation. Therefore, many countermeasures were added when cultivating demonic creatures.

The most important of these was this Qi connection.

With this Qi connection, no matter how far apart they were, the original body could assimilate that Qi, reclaiming bloodline and cultivation.

As for the functions of transmitting information and nurturing cultivation, they were secondary.

Naturally, Zhang Qingyuan had no intention of assimilating Mu Qingxi and the others. Assimilating them would be meaningless to Zhang Qingyuan.

He left a transmission and entered the Dao Treasury.

Next, he needed to continue deducing other cultivation eras.

"Now, focus on your cultivation!"

This voice echoed in Mu Qingxi's heart.

Mu Qingxi looked once again at Zhang Qingyuan's location, only to find that it was already empty.

At this moment, the sunlight had unknowingly fallen on them.

Mu Qingxi looked at the sunlight touching her clothes, and for the first time, she felt what it was like to be bathed in the glory of an era.

...

Zhang Qingyuan returned to the Dao Treasury and could clearly sense Mu Qingxi's state.

He needed more cultivators to establish a new era.

"I hope she won't disappoint me!"

Zhang Qingyuan silently said in his heart.

Then, his gaze turned to the technique of Swallowing Essence and Transforming Qi, as well as another era that had not yet been deduced.

[Swallowing Essence and Transforming Qi Technique (White)]

[Era available for deduction: Mysterious Cultivation Era]

Without much thought, he directly confirmed the deduction!

【Beginning the deduction of the mysterious cultivation era】

【Current deduction progress: 0/100】

...

In the outskirts of the imperial capital of the Dayu Dynasty, at a roadside tavern.

"I heard that the army of cultivators suffered a great defeat and returned! Could it be that the immortals are about to return?"

"Immortals? How is that possible? Just a few days ago, we captured and beheaded several cultivators."

"It must be a rumor spread by the armies of the neighboring Dalai Dynasty and Dazhou Dynasty to deceive us!"

People from all over the country gathered in the tavern, discussing the affairs of the world.

Ever since Zhang Qingyuan annihilated a million-strong army outside the Qingxiao Sect, rumors have been flying around.

Hearing the conversations around him, Lü Xianyin couldn't help but lower his straw hat that shaded his face, while serving drinks and collecting bowls for the customers.

"Hey, Chu Zhengyang, I heard that you used to live in the cultivation world when you were young. What do you think about all this?"

The tavern owner teased Lü Xianyin when he saw him returning with the bowls.

"What can I think? I just happened to have stayed in that place before."

Lü Xianyin's bitter smile on his face deepened, and he placed the bowl in his hand aside.

He had just sensed the spiritual energy within him, and it was still as intense and poisonous as ever.

The end of the Dharma Era had not truly arrived.

For the past ten years, as a former Pure Yang Sword Immortal, he had accepted an ordinary life.

"Sigh, whether the cultivators return or not doesn't matter. I just hope this world can be more peaceful."

The tavern owner sighed while doing calculations.

Lü Xianyin nodded approvingly and looked towards the bustling imperial capital of Dayu.

And at that moment, a familiar figure approached from a distance.

Lü Xianyin, who was busy with his tasks, paused when he saw that person and looked up.

That person was calmly walking towards him, dressed in a gray robe.

Lu Yiyu?!

Lü Xianyin couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the familiar figure, filled with disbelief.

Although Lu Yiyu's face had aged a lot, his posture was even more upright than before the end of the Dharma Era.

"Lü Xiong, it's been a while."

Lu Yiyu looked at Lü Xianyin, who was dressed as a servant, suppressing his excitement and speaking indifferently.

The Dayu Dynasty was the closest dynasty to the Qingxiao Sect, and many of the disciples who betrayed the sect were serving in the Dayu Dynasty.

Moreover, the Dayu Dynasty had established a department called the Qintian Bureau, which was granted authority by the immortals.

Most of the cultivation techniques of the Qingxiao Sect and other small sects were in the possession of the Qintian Bureau.

He had originally planned to directly seize the techniques and leave, but he didn't expect to encounter a familiar face in this tavern through his divine sense.

The Pure Yang Sword Immortal who had once fought evil dragons together on the shores of the East Sea.

Thinking back to the past, Lü Xianyin once traveled three thousand miles on his sword, wielding the Pure Yang Immortal Sword to burn the East Sea and slay the evil dragon, killing countless demons.

Now, he had fallen to become a servant at a roadside tavern.

Lu Yiyu remained silent for a long time.

(End of this chapter)