A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality—Immortal World Arc - Chapter 40

Chapter 40: Left Unresolved

That same afternoon.

At the top of Sacred Fire Peak, over an open white jade square, a white light came from the distance and shot down obliquely.

After the flying light disappeared, a middle aged man with a pale face and wearing a scholar’s headscarf was revealed.

As soon as this person landed, he heard a man’s voice behind him.

“Brother Nangong.”

The middle-aged man looked back and saw a bearded man wearing a Daoist hat and dressed in a blue robe walking towards him.

It seemed like the man was not walking fast, but there was a series of afterimages behind him. Each step could span tens of feet and he came up to him in an instant.

“Brother Zhuang, let’s walk together,” the middle-aged man in the scholarly clothes smiled and said to the cultivator with the black beard.

“It’s been more than a decade since the last time we mobilized so many of our forces.” The bearded cultivator nodded and glanced at the fleeting lights in the distant sky.

The middle-aged man and bearded cultivator were the peak masters of Outcloud Peak and Sunset Peak, Nangong Zhangshan and Zhuang Ziyou.

“I believe it’s because of the incident at the Sutra Pavilion. I’m afraid it’s inevitable for someone to be blamed.” Nangong Zhangshan shook his head and sighed.

“Although I was busy refining elixirs these past few days, I heard some people mention it. They said that the theft was a little strange… The thief was able to pass through many restrictions and enter the inner pavilion and even Elder Huyan failed to catch him.” Zhuang Ziyou’s expression was also heavy.

“It’s really strange. I think the Grand Elder will talk about it in detail during the meeting later.” Nangong Zhangshan nodded.

While they were talking, they had passed through the square and came to a magnificent looking red palace hall. Both of them stopped talking and quietly climbed the steps and entered the hall side by side.

The main position in the center was three feet above the ground and there was a large carved chair on it. Below it, there were rows of seats on the left and right sides.

The beams and pillars behind the seats were inlaid with gold and jade, and carved with reliefs of various rare animals.

On the left seat closest to the main seat, sat a big red-haired man in a red robe. His body was like an iron tower, his expression dark and a hostile aura emanated from him.

Nangong Zhangshan and Zhuang Ziyou looked at each other and chose two adjacent seats to sit down and closed their eyes to rest.

After a moment, people came into the hall one after another and soon, all the seats in the hall were filled.

All of them had the appearance of the Spatial Tempering stage and there were no cultivators who were below the Deity Transformation stage.

But at the moment, their faces looked stiff. At most they nodded to each other as a form of greeting and it seemed like no one was interested in small talk.

Across the entire hall, the atmosphere seemed a little depressed and heavy.

After the hall was filled, another thirty minutes passed before two figures came out from the inner hall.

When the people in the hall saw this, they immediately stood up and even the red-haired man stood up.

They bowed and said in unison, “Grand Elder, Chief!”

The man, in a purple robe with white hair and handsome features, who was walking in front, was the only Grand Elder of the Cold Fire Sect, Sima Jingming. And beside him, the middle-aged man with a solemn expression and high crown on his head was the chief of the Cold Fire Sect, Liu Jingzhu.

Sima Jingming came to the main seat but did not sit down. His eyes slowly swept over all the people below.

The aura on his body was not obvious, but just by standing in front, there was a kind of pressure that made people feel frightened. All the people bowed their heads, not even daring to let out a breath let alone look at him.

After a while, the Great Ascension stage Grand Elder of Cold Fire Sect slowly spoke.

“A few days ago, something happened in Celestial Palace Hall and Sutra Pavilion. Today, I invited the peak masters here because of this matter.” His voice was not loud, but it was full of an indescribable authority.

Everyone’s hearts tightened. They were silent and waited for the Grand Elder to ask who was accountable.

In the end, this Great Ascension stage mighty figure said something in an indisputable tone that stunned everyone.

“This matter will end here. Stop all the investigations and searches. There’s no need to pursue the matter any further.”

Hearing this, the people in the hall could not believe their ears and looked at one another.

For a while, no one dared to raise any questions.

“Senior Brother Sima, the theft of Sutra Pavilion is very important, I…” The red-haired man could not help taking half a step forward and broke the silence.

Before he could finish, he was interrupted coldly by Sima Jingming. “Junior Brother Huyan, do I have to repeat myself?”

Then, with a flick of his sleeves, he turned around and left for the inner hall, leaving behind the confused red-haired man and the peak masters in the hall.

At this moment, Chief Liu Jingzhu spoke.

“This meeting is over.”

He said those four words and also left.

After a moment, at the white jade square outside the hall.

“Stop the search? Sutra Pavilion has lost so many precious scriptures, can we just let it go like that?” Zhuang Ziyou had yet to regain his senses and he could not help but ask Nangong Zhangshan.

“It doesn’t matter if the old scriptures are lost. There are copies in the sect. But if these secret books are leaked out, it won’t be good. The decision of the Grand Elder naturally has its own intention, so we should not speculate,” Peak Master Nangong said with a smile.

Although he said this, his doubts did not diminish.

It was not long before the disciples of the Cold Fire Sect discovered something that was very puzzling.

Two important places in the sect were burgled, but the sect suddenly stopped all investigations and searches.

Although everyone was talking about it, the peak masters of each peak were all reticent about it, as if they did not want to talk about it.

Therefore, such a shocking event that stunned everyone on the mountain came to a close just like that.

However, Han Li, the initiator, knew nothing about the series of changes that happened in the sect. He just hid himself in his cave and tried to figure out the Minor Big Dipper Nascent Skill.

Before, he had read it in a hurry. Now, the more he tried to figure it out, the more mysterious this cultivation technique felt to him and he felt excited.

He had been exposed to many body cultivation techniques since he entered the cultivation world. Some of which were mainly used to refine muscles, some of which to refine bones and some which were used to train the vital organs of the body, like the Vital Organs Training Skill he had cultivated before.

However, this Minor Big Dipper Nascent Skill was a new way for him, the cultivation of ‘orifices’.

What was an orifice?

Han Li was confused. Minor Big Dipper Nascent Skill did not elaborate on this, but the process of cultivation described within was very mysterious and it took him a long time to understand it.

In short, if this skill could be cultivated successfully, the power of a fist could break the void. Compared with ordinary immortals, the strength would not be less.

However, there were many disadvantages.

The first was that the process of cultivating this skill was extremely painful. People who did not have a strong will could not hold on until the end.

It was also very difficult to draw the starlight power. After all, the stars were very far away in both time and space, so it was very time-consuming to cultivate this skill.

Han Li ignored this and planned to start cultivating.

He went out for a while and only came back the next day before activating all the restriction seals in the cavern abode.

Next, he circled around the cavern and chose a suitable secret chamber and opened a big hole at the top where he could see the sky directly.

After all this, Han Li sat cross-legged on the ground and regulated his breathing.

To cultivate this kind of skill handed down from the Immortal World, it was natural to restore his physical and mental power to the best state so as to cope with various situations that might arise later.