Chapter 1548: Chapter 30: Cross Immortal Gate’s Secret Vault, Immortal Seed Growth!

Cross Immortal Gate.

The skies are clear, and sunlight spills onto the mountains.

Seeing the sky return to calm, Jiang Ning remains silently contemplative in his heart.

The appearance of Ling Xuzi made his heart grow heavier.

How many Grotto Heavens of Immortal Gates exist in this world?

Even behind the Cross Immortal Gate, there is such a place—an Immortal Cave Heaven.

Named the Flying Immortal Sect, occupying the Immortal Cave Heaven.

The recent appearance of Ling Xuzi revealed the might of Immortal Cultivators.

Contrary to what he previously understood.

That Ling Xuzi, although not yet an Immortal, could still activate the Immortal Seed within him, unleashing a powerful oppressive force.

If it hadn’t been for the Martial Saint’s sudden intervention, exterminating him from tens of thousands of miles away, he would have drawn his sword against Ling Xuzi to measure the depths of the Immortal Cave Heaven.

But now, with the Martial Saint’s intervention, the Flying Immortal Sect behind the Cross Immortal Gate chose to retreat, making his original plan fall through.

"But the main objective was still achieved!" He murmured in his heart.

At that moment, the familiar sensation of pain and itch in his lungs surged once more.

He forcefully suppressed the impulse to cough, his gaze sweeping over the Cross Immortal Gate disciples on the square, faces ashen.

At this moment, Shen Wenyan has already instructed his subordinates to start counting registers.

Ye Zhengqi and Zhuge Qingsong split up to lead people to take over various halls and storerooms.

The scattered personnel at the foot of the mountain also began to move, dividing into several groups to climb towards the peak.

Now the entire Yunyin Peak is bustling with people, yet not a single person dares to make a move.

The scene of Ling Xuzi, seeming like an Immortal, being exterminated by the Martial Saint’s thought was too shocking.

The power of an Immortal dissipates like dust; how could mortal beings dare to act recklessly?

Moreover, Jiang Ning still stands in the square, with the strongman from the Immortal Cave Heaven lying in the collapsed ground.

Such a person was not Jiang Ning’s match, so how could the entire Cross Immortal Gate have any capacity for resistance now?

...

Meanwhile.

In an Immortal paradise.

Auspicious energies rise, and myriad rays shine.

The pavilions and towers are ancient and charming, exotic flowers and grasses sway in the mountains, and in the distance, the roar of waterfalls and the rushing of rivers can be heard.

At this moment.

Two men and one woman stand on a high platform by the cliff.

Ahead is the surging cloud mist.

The cloud mist stretches endlessly, like a limitless sea.

The waves of cloud mist rise and fall like ocean waves.

Above the forefront of the cloud mist, a scene unfolds.

In the scene, it’s the current Cross Immortal Gate.

Three people watch Jiang Ning in the image, their eyes calm.

"What a pity for this child!" The only female cultivator among them sighed softly.

She wore a moon-white flowing cloud long skirt, its hem reaching the ground.

The hair bun was tied high, a cinnabar beauty mark at the center of her brow, a matronly demeanor.

Her clear eyes reflected the outlines of cloud seas and distant mountains, seeming to span millennia.

"What’s there to pity?" The man on the left snorted coldly.

He wore a dark black robe, his eyebrows sharp as swords, his face stern as if sculpted by a knife.

"At such a young age, yet already perceiving the changes of seasons, using the conception of winter to influence the world, dramatically breaking the Cloud Sea Sky Confusing Array. Such talent, unmatched throughout history! If he were willing to join the Flying Immortal Sect, I truly wish to accept him as a Direct Disciple, creating a path of life from his apparent death!" The female cultivator spoke, sighing.

"You do cherish talent!" The man on the right said.

His attire was simple, just a plain gray bodysuit.

Then he added, "This child’s curse power has long invaded his organs, and now he continues to impose forbidden techniques. It seems impressive but is actually self-destructive. In my view, in his current state, he won’t live for more than three months. Even if he truly sees reality and is willing to join my Flying Immortal Sect, it still would be beyond help."

"Hence the pity!" The female cultivator sighed, "His actions today have already closed off his path to life; living each day henceforth is nothing but struggling to survive. Who knows, which Grotto Heaven cast the curse technique on him?"

"In the world today, those capable of using curses involving causal paths are only about three families. If one were to guess, it’s actually quite easy to deduce!" The man in the dark black robe on the left said.

"Are you truly going to abandon the Cross Immortal Gate completely?" The simply dressed man on the right asked.

"What else?" The man on the left said indifferently, then continued, "Are you brave enough to go out now? That Martial Saint is clearly still watching him! If we go out now, we’ll face the Martial Saint directly! The cost we’ve already paid for this test has been too great!"

The female cultivator spoke at that moment, "I will communicate with them!"

"Alright, then leave it all to Yun E!" The simply dressed man on the right said.

...

In the courtyard of the Cross Immortal Gate.

Standing in the square, Jiang Ning can still faintly feel a certain gaze observing him.

This feeling has persisted since he arrived at Yunyin Peak and continues to this day.

"Immortal Cave Heaven..." He silently recited in his heart, as the familiar sensation of pain and itch in his lungs surfaced again, making him let out a few soft coughs involuntarily.

The series of outbursts made him feel that his physical condition had deteriorated considerably compared to before.

The decline in his own aura, though partly due to concealment, hiding some of his strength, also, resulted from the deep-seated depletion caused by continuously using forbidden techniques.

"Brother Jiang!" Shen Wenyan quickly approached, breaking Jiang Ning’s internal contemplation: "We have basically achieved control over the Cross Immortal Gate now, aside from the few who resisted, almost all others have surrendered."

"The Martial Saint’s intervention helped us immensely!" Jiang Ning said.

"Indeed!" Shen Wenyan agreed with a nod, then continued: "If it weren’t for the Martial Saint’s intervention, how would the Immortal Cave Heaven behind the Cross Immortal Sect retreat? With over ten thousand disciples of the Cross Immortal Gate, it wouldn’t be possible for them to surrender!"

"How much more time will the matter of the Cross Immortal Gate take approximately?" Jiang Ning asked again.

"The Cross Immortal Gate has over ten thousand disciples, plus peripheral industries and affiliations intertwined; it is not something that can be achieved in one day! Furthermore, the foundation of the gate, where the secret treasury is located, may not be known to ordinary disciples." Shen Wenyan said.