Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"Hmm, still not refined? How long has it been!" The stone head was pressed against Zhang Yuanjing's chest, grunting and speaking with some urgency.

Zhang Yuanjing never understood what this stone man wanted to do, but inferring from his words, it definitely wasn't anything good. At the very least, he feared his status as a true disciple wouldn't be maintained.

Moreover, this person's identity was strange and his origins unknown. He was definitely not a proper heir of the ancient Earth Sect, yet he didn't know how he entered this place and had been trapped here for who knows how many years. When this person spoke of the Earth Sect's destruction back then, it was as if he had personally experienced it. If that were really the case, wouldn't he have lived for tens of thousands of years!

"Alas, your aptitude is truly lacking. The Earth Sect's evaluation system is truly unique. Back then, Old Yan was also a person with outstanding talent and exceptional aptitude, yet he could only be an ordinary inner disciple, unable to even learn the Thick Earth Skill. On the other hand, those like Wen Yehua and Zhou Qixuan, clearly as dull as oxen and as foolish as pigs, each obtained true disciple status. It served them right that their sect was destroyed! With people like that, what future could they have! After a few hundred years, others would have been Nascent Soul for many years already, while they were still slowly crawling in the late stages of Core Formation! What does a sect's inheritance rely on? First and foremost, it relies on talent! To leave Old Yan's peerless talent unused and only use those mediocre people, how could they accomplish anything..." The stone man criticized Zhang Yuanjing a few times, then began to ramble again.

"Senior, are you, are you a disciple of the ancient Earth Sect?"

"Hmm, yes, I am a disciple of the Earth Sect. What do you mean by 'ancient'?"

"It means a relatively long time ago. The era before twenty thousand years ago is considered ancient."

"What! Has it really been twenty thousand years! I thought it was only a few thousand! No wonder I feel so weak. No, I can't enter hibernation again! This can only be the one time!"

Zhang Yuanjing secretly clicked his tongue. The Earth Sect's destruction was more than thirty thousand years ago. The old man surnamed Yan hidden within this stone man, who knows what realm he was at before, actually relied on the stone man to survive for more than thirty thousand years!

"Heh, finally refined, finally refined! Boy, use your mind to look, there should be a controlling technique within it."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuanjing looked inward at his middle dantian. Sure enough, the golden token had completely transformed into a mass of golden light, with no physical form remaining.

As his mind sank, entering the golden light, a technique of several hundred words instantly entered his mind. This technique was very peculiar, requiring no comprehension to understand.

Following the technique, he visualized the golden light, and the golden light transformed back into the appearance of the token. With a change of thought, the token transformed back into golden light, and then into a small golden shield, ready to fly out of his body to defend against enemies.

Thereafter, with the instantaneous changes of his thoughts, the golden light could also transform into a golden book, array flags, and a stone core.

Within the golden book were the eight basic Earth-elemental incantations of Driving Stone, Rolling Sand, Dividing Earth, Swallowing Objects, Solidifying Form, Splitting Ground, Moving Mountains, and Supporting the Heavens. Moreover, they were more complete than what was written on the bluestone slab during the talent trial. For example, the Dividing Earth Incantation was not just seven hundred and eighty words, but one thousand two hundred and eighty words.

The array flags were used to identify formations and gain the power of teleportation. All the formations within the mustard seed space could be automatically identified and used at will, but for formations in other places, the effect would depend on the user's own formation skills.

The stone core was the item used to control the stone man. For any stone man made by the Earth Sect according to the Earth Puppet Technique, placing this stone core in the main formation in the stone man's chest would allow one to control its actions with their mind.

After understanding the functions of the true disciple token, Zhang Yuanjing was overjoyed. This mere token had such uses; how bountiful would the complete true disciple treatment be! He was filled with anticipation for the true disciple treatment in the True Inheritance Hall.

"How is it, can it be fully activated now? This is a good treasure; Old Yan has been waiting for thousands of years... oh no, tens of thousands of years!"

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Zhang Yuanjing's head, instantly sobering him up. Yes, there was still such an old monster. No matter how good the item was, how could he keep it!

"Yes, it's activated. This junior is willing to offer this item to senior..."

"Hahaha, this boy's mind is still quite lively, not so foolish after all. However, this item was refined with your blood and has merged into your body, how can it be offered up?" The stone man laughed loudly, his low voice filled with excitement, triumph, and cruelty.

"This, this junior doesn't know. Please enlighten me, senior." Zhang Yuanjing's lips trembled slightly as he forced himself to remain calm and asked quietly.

"Hehe, as expected of a Foundation Establishment Realm little guy, you can't even understand this. Alas, if I hadn't failed to cultivate the Thick Earth Sect's direct lineage techniques, where would I need to use you! If that token couldn't only be refined with the blood of someone who cultivates the Thick Earth Skill, there would be no need to treat you this way. What a pity, what a pity, you can be considered not bad; to be able to come here at the Foundation Establishment Realm, pass all the trials, and obtain true disciple status. Old Yan also cherishes talent, but there's no choice. It's all the Thick Earth Sect's fault; if they hadn't created such a system, would I have resorted to such a low-down trick! Thousands of years ago, oh no, tens of thousands of years ago, I would have already entered the True Inheritance Hall, obtained the items, and left to roam freely, why would I need to be trapped in this thousand-mile land, bored to death!"

Whether it was because he had been asleep for too long, or because "Old Yan" was naturally like this, the stone man became incredibly long-winded.

However, Zhang Yuanjing was in no mood to care about this. He had already guessed that "Old Yan" wanted to seize his body and become a true disciple of the Thick Earth Sect.

His mind raced frantically, but he couldn't think of any way to save his life. There was no way; he was too weak! Any trump cards he had were useless against the two stone men.

His face was ashen, knowing that he was doomed to die. Although he tried his best to restrain his cowardice, the fear of death in his bones still made him tremble violently.

"Ho, you guessed it? You're afraid! Old Yan likes to see other people's fear; the more afraid you are, the happier I am. Do you know, when those true disciples flaunted their power, I swore that I would trample them under my feet. I cultivated desperately; if my techniques were inferior to theirs, then I would rely on opportunities and pills to surpass them in cultivation. Sure enough, in only two hundred years, I advanced to Nascent Soul, while most of those true disciples were only in the early or mid stages of Core Formation. Hehe, once, I ran into a true disciple in a hidden place. With just a wave of my aura, I suppressed him in the mud, unable to move. He was much more pathetic than you are now when he was afraid. I said, aren't you a true disciple? Aren't you arrogant? Try to get up and show me. Guess what he said? Ho ho ho ho, he said, 'Immortal, spare my life!' His limp, tail-wagging appearance was truly refreshing for Old Yan, simply refreshing to the clouds, ecstatic!..."

The stone man's perfect face had no expression, but "Old Yan's" voice was filled with various emotions such as glee, mockery, excitement, and cruelty.

Zhang Yuanjing was provoked by "Old Yan", and endless fear erupted, this fear was about to control his soul, mind, and heart, but, in an instant, as if a gust of wind swept by, the fear was swept away.

Immediately, his consciousness fell into a void, his thoughts fluctuated, and his mind constantly repeated several dangerous experiences: being captured by the Heavenly Demon Abyss cultivator, facing certain death when tortured; in the Void Demon Space, surrounded by demons, without protection, facing certain death; in that passage into the mustard seed space, being squeezed by inexplicable power, facing certain death; now, falling into the hands of this strange stone man, without any power to resist, he was once again facing certain death.

But this time, could there still be a turning point? Was there still a way out?

"Boy, you're really not bad. Even at this time, you can still remain calm. Shouldn't you be crying bitterly, kowtowing and begging for mercy? Or collapsing on the ground, shitting and pissing everywhere? Alas, how boring. I knew you'd just tremble, what's so interesting about trembling!" The stone man angrily slapped Zhang Yuanjing to the ground.

Zhang Yuanjing rolled several times on the ground, his face and arms scratched with long wounds by the gravel, his long robe stained with blood and his face covered in dirt.

"Alas, Old Yan is truly weak to the extreme; a slap like that is so powerless. Forget it, forget it, can't delay any longer. You, grab him, don't let him move." The stone man shook his big head, saying with some desolation. The last sentence was directed at the Nascent Soul stone man.

At this time, the Nascent Soul stone man, which had been silent all along, finally came to life. It stood up, reached out, grabbed the injured and fallen Zhang Yuanjing, and pressed him against the huge stone man's body.

The stone man pressed his big head against Zhang Yuanjing's head, grinned, and then said, "Old Yan is coming, boy, you have to bear with it! Ho ho ho ho..."

Immediately, a powerful divine soul force poured out from the stone man's head, heading straight for Zhang Yuanjing's sea of consciousness.

Zhang Yuanjing's weak soul, facing this divine soul force, was like a demon beast facing the natural suppression of a high-level bloodline, unable to resist at all, and could only watch helplessly as it came to devour him.

However, at the moment when this divine soul was about to enter Zhang Yuanjing's sea of consciousness, an unexpected change occurred. A cloud of black shadow suddenly rushed out from who knows where, directly wrapped around this divine soul force, and began to devour it. Zhang Yuanjing could even hear the "smacking" chewing sounds and the desperate screams of "Old Yan".

Forced by these two powerful divine souls, Zhang Yuanjing's divine soul shrank into a ball in his sea of consciousness.

At this time, a gentle, formless force emanated from the jade pendant around his waist, pouring into his brain and protecting his divine soul.

The aftermath of the battle between "Old Yan's" remnant soul and the black shadow was blocked by this formless force, causing no harm to his divine soul.

"What exactly are you! What are you! Quickly let me go. Ah, I'll fight you, do you think Old Yan is easy to bully! Ah, come on, am I afraid of you..." "Old Yan's" incessant voice constantly came out, each word turning into a surge of impact force, impacting towards Zhang Yuanjing's divine soul.

If not for the protection of that formless force, these few words alone would have turned him into an idiot, or even a soulless person.

The battle ended quickly. Compared to that black shadow, "Old Yan's" extremely weak divine soul was still inferior by several degrees, and had also lost the initiative. In just a few breaths of time, it was completely devoured by the black shadow.

The black shadow burped, then rushed towards Zhang Yuanjing's divine soul, but was blocked by the formless force and flipped back. It was stunned for half a breath, then suddenly disappeared again.