Chapter 202: Becoming A True Immortal
Within the Netherworld Cave, Jiang Lan slowly opened his eyes.
He exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.
He had cultivated a total of more than 250 years.
It had been more than forty years since he’d learned the dragons were coming. He was now ready.
He had sufficiently consolidated his perfected Human Immortal Realm.
He was not much stronger than before, but he was definitely much more stable than before.
He had reached the most suitable point to break through to the True Immortal Realm.
A blood-red pill appeared in Jiang Lan’s hand.
Without any hesitation, the pill entered his mouth and fused with his meridians.
At this moment, he felt as if he was being burned by a raging inferno. He felt as if he was being torn apart.
His body and essence soul were on the verge of collapsing.
His meridians were under immense pressure as huge waves surged in his mind.
At this moment, he felt that he was on the verge of death.
This was the final barrier before becoming a True Immortal.
The final barrier that countless Human Immortals did not want to face.
If he could endure it, his mortal body would transform, becoming a True Immortal of the Grand Desolate World.
If he couldn’t cross over, he would fall into the abyss at the very least. He would need a hundred years of cultivation before he could see the light again.
In the worst-case scenario, his body would collapse and die.
Human Immortals were extremely close to True Immortals, even closer than Essence Souls to Void Refinement cultivators.
But the danger was thousands of times greater.
He had been cultivating in the Netherworld Cave for a long time. Every inch of his meridians and every corner of his body was filled with energy that was trying to tear him apart. He needed to control all his energy.
He had to stabilize his body and meridians to prevent them from being torn apart.
Once a crack appeared, it could lead to failure.
If he did not have enough control over his strength, he could not use this method to speed up his advancement.
Under normal circumstances, it would take four hundred years for one to advance from the Human Immortal Realm to the True Immortal Realm.
He, on the other hand, only took fifty years.
It was beyond ordinary.
Jiang Lan never left the Netherworld Cave again. In fact, he never even woke up.
This time, he was more focused than before. If he did not focus, he would fail.
Xiao Yu came a few times, but she didn’t see Jiang Lan. However, she wasn’t surprised.
Before Jiang Lan decided to eat the Immortal Blood Pill, he had already informed Xiao Yu that he was going into seclusion.
On the surface, he was actually attempting to reach the late-stage Essence Soul Realm.
Xiao Yu’s knowledge of his cultivation should still be at the surface level, so she wouldn’t be able to tell what his hidden cultivation was with her Mid-stage Void Refinement cultivation base.
Five years passed.
This year was the 263rd year since Jiang Lan entered the Ninth Summit.
In the same year.
Every part of Jiang Lan’s body was emitting immortal power. Powerful energy lingered around his body.
When one’s mind was united, immortal essence would appear.
To leave behind one’s mortal life and become an immortal.
Feeling all the changes, Jiang Lan slowly opened his eyes.
The power began to subside, and the immortal powers began to dissipate.
He had reached the True Immortal Realm.
Jiang Lan looked down at his hands.
When he entered the sect, his goal was to become an immortal.
After becoming a Human Immortal, he realized that he was still a distance away from becoming a real immortal.
At this moment, he was truly an immortal.
There was a fundamental difference between a Human Immortal and a True Immortal and that was the physical body.
Previously, his body was unable to fully activate the power of an immortal. For Human Immortals, they had to face countless obstacles when using their immortal power.
After becoming a True Immortal, one could use his immortal powers freely without restrictions.
The two realms were worlds apart.
To become a True Immortal in over two hundred years was indeed something worth celebrating.
However, he did not become arrogant because of this, nor would he underestimate others.
There was always someone better.
Some creatures were born as immortals.
Their talent was terrifying.
Jiang Lan stood up, planning to leave. He had already changed his surface cultivation and his hidden cultivation.
He now appeared to be at the late-stage Essence Soul Realm, while his hidden cultivation is that of a perfected Essence Soul.
“The dragons are coming. It’s just—”
Jiang Lan looked at the Netherworld Cave, looking a bit concerned.
This was because the Netherworld Entrance was about to erupt. In other words, the Netherworld Entrance is going to start erupting these few years.
It was a little earlier than expected.
If that was so, the Dragon Race and the Demon Race might act together at the same time.
It was also possible that the dragons were deliberately waiting for this time to suppress Kunlun.
…
Jiang Lan stood at the entrance to the Netherworld. The glaring sunlight shone on his face, giving him a feeling that he hadn’t felt in a long time.
The surrounding trees had the color of autumn.
It was autumn.
In the blue sky, the light was not scorching hot. Under the mountain, the wind was just right.
He took a step toward the courtyard.
He hadn’t been out in five years. He wasn’t sure if the vegetative egg was still alive.
He had never spent so much time in seclusion before.
After a while.
Jiang Lan stood in front of the courtyard with a shocked expression.
He saw that his house had collapsed.
On the ruins stood a young woman, tied up in a high ponytail and with her sleeves rolled up. She held a brick in her hand, looking helpless.
As if sensing something, she glanced behind.
It was her Junior Brother who had come out of seclusion.
“It collapsed on its own, so I was helping to repair it. However, it seems to be unwilling to let me repair it,” Xiao Yu tried to explain.
Jiang Lan: “…”
What did Senior Sister dismantle?
The previous times when he had renovated his house, he would always call Xiao Yu along.
During those times, Xiao Yu wanted to dismantle quite a fair bit of things. However, it should not have been so exaggerated.
This time, the entire house had collapsed.
However, it had been more than a hundred years.
It was almost at its limit.
A hundred years of life.
The house had a limit.
A hundred years was indeed enough.
“Senior Sister, let’s rebuild it.”
Jiang Lan looked at Xiaoyu and spoke softly.
Xiao Yu was slightly surprised when she heard Jiang Lan’s words. She then smiled and said.
“Sure.”
As she spoke, she threw the brick on the ground.
After that, Jiang Lan brought Xiao Yu to rebuild the house.
“Junior Brother, can I build it according to my preference?” Xiao Yu asked Jiang Lan.
Jiang Lan didn’t agree and directly refused.
“No. It will collapse easily.”
“Can we add a pool then?” Xiao Yu asked again.
“No, there’s no running water.” Jiang Lan refused again.
“Can you reduce the number of bricks here?”
“I can’t.”
“Can I add two pieces of these?”
“No.”
“When is Junior Brother going to try building a bamboo house?”
“Wind will come into the bamboo house easily.”
Three months.
Every day, Xiao Yu would come to the Ninth Summit in the day and return to the Jade Pool at night.
Even though she was at the Void Refinement Realm, she did not dare to stay too long in the Ninth Summit as she was afraid that she would have inner demons.
Jiang Lan would always watch as Xiao Yu returned on her sword.
When Xiao Yu returned, he would take out his book on Catoptric Deflection. Since he was planning to rebuild his house, he could set up the base structure of the spiritual courtyard as well.
By doing so, it wouldn’t be too troublesome to activate his spiritual courtyard when the time came.
He would occasionally cultivate at night, mainly to familiarize himself with his realm.
He did not build the house at night. It was always done with Xiao Yu during the day.
The progress of rebuilding the house was not fast. It was about the same pace as when he built it alone a hundred years ago.
The increase in his cultivation level and number of people involved in the rebuilding of the house did not hasten the process.
Three months later.
Xiao Yu stood beside Jiang Lan and looked at the house with satisfaction.
“Finally done.”
Jiang Lan also heaved a sigh of relief. Xiao Yu had helped him a lot. She didn’t increase his progress or drag him down.
Jiang Lan originally wanted to build the same house as before, but in the end, he made some changes.
Xiao Yu was the one who suggested the change.
This house had indeed changed because of Xiaoyu.
It was not annoying.
“Here.” Xiao Yu handed a book to Jiang Lan.
“I’ll give this to you as a gift.”
Jiang Lan took the book and discovered that there was no name on it. However, when he looked inside, he saw that it was a record related to the Dragon Race.
There were records of certain spell techniques, habits, and battle methods of the dragons.
Judging from the handwriting, Xiao Yu must have written it herself.
“What is this gift for?” Jiang Lan closed the book and asked.
“Mhm…” Xiaoyu thought for a moment before smiling.
“I don’t know yet.”
