In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path-Chapter 1033

Chapter 1033: 413: The profound Taoist scripture!

Eighteen years have passed in the blink of an eye!

The injury of the son (5.4k)_2 Chapter 1033: 413: The profound Taoist scripture!

Eighteen years have passed in the blink of an eye!

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This kind of request was not uncommon in the history of the Longevity Sect, usually made only by exceptionally outstanding and confident Golden Core great cultivators seeking to establish their own branch.

But this was also the best development for those gifted talents.

If they could successfully develop their personal sects, they would enjoy freedom and control over the speech and resources of an entire sect.

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Aside from the few periods when the main sect required their attendance, for the most part, they could develop independently.

As the sect leader, Chen Dengming did not refuse Chu Xun’s request nor try to retain him by force.

After deliberation with the sect’s elders, he generously approved Chu Xun’s proposal to take a group of loyal followers and establish a branch sect outside, providing mutual support.

To express their past camaraderie, Chen Dengming even dipped into his own pockets and took out four third-grade spirit boats from the North Spirit Sect’s legacy as startup assets for the branch sect.

The approval to establish a branch sect was naturally not so simple.

The vetting of thoughts and other processes for any disciple who followed had to be meticulously performed to prevent them from having ulterior motives and ignoring commands after receiving support from the sect, which would become another issue.

The details of this are set aside for now.

Turn back to Chen Dengming, his strength had increased significantly after eighteen years of cultivation.

The most significant was the inheritance of the Human Immortal Dao System over a decade ago, when using the Immortal Qi scattered from the Hall of Human Heart, he managed to achieve over four thousand five hundred proficiency in the “Heavenly Immortal Skill”.

This progress had almost spared him ten years of arduous cultivation.

Furthermore, with the accumulative practice in the eighteen years since then, his proficiency in the “Heavenly Immortal Skill” had improved by another eleven thousand one hundred points.

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At this moment, within the Hall of Human Heart.

Chen Dengming was observing his own status panel through his mind.

“Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator [Chen Dengming]

Longevity: 252/874/4905

Spiritual Root: Water, Wood (Top quality 100/100)

Martial Arts: ”Chen Clan Martial Arts Compendium” (Immortal Martial 47/100)

Daoism: “Longevity Skill” (Complete), “Heavenly Immortal Skill” (Intermediate 17019/36000).

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Dao Orthodoxy: Heavenly Immortal Dao (Luck, Life, Fate): the rest is omitted…”

Now, he was over two hundred and fifty years old.

Since passing the threshold of two hundred years, Chen Dengming had seldom celebrated his birthday each year.

Sometimes, he would go into meditation, and when he came out of it, his birthday had already passed.

With a longevity of over four thousand years ahead of him, he did not live by counting each day as it passed like an elderly person nearing the end of life, and thus didn’t place too much importance on celebrating his birthday.

With the current progress of the “Heavenly Immortal Skill”, Chen Dengming would only need to continue practicing day and night for another fifty-two years before he could break through to the latter phase of Nascent Soul.

Including the past twenty-one years, he was just able to do it in about seventy-three years.

If he was fortunate, this might coincide with the opening of the Broken Sky Heart Realm.

The only thing that saddened him was that, whether limited by his spirit, power level, or comprehension, he had always been unable to grasp the fifth pattern representing the Fifth Dao’s Intention of Human Immortal shown by the Human Immortal Dao System.

Yet, his years of study had not been entirely fruitless.

Chen Dengming had a faint feeling that this Dao intention might not rely solely on his own power, it might be related to many people.

“It seems more like a kind of leveraging force, whether it is the power of will or some other power…

It certainly isn’t just my own power.

It’s like channeling the collective power of many into myself.

It’s somewhat similar to the Incense Fire Faith Power, yet entirely different.”

Chen Dengming’s closed eyes opened.

As his thoughts fluctuated, he looked at the rows of Heartfire lamps on both sides, contemplative, “It might also be Heart Force.

I, alone, using the Heart Force of many others to strengthen my Heart Force.

Human effort has its limits, but Heart Force is boundless.

Yet every person’s thoughts are different; their minds are unpredictable and human hearts inscrutable.

Unless there is united effort, there is only a slim chance that others’ Heart Force could enhance mine.

This might require the power of the Hall of Human Heart…

If I try it myself…”

Chen Dengming thought of the past years’ regrettable events and couldn’t help but shake his head.

He had various conjectures after much deliberation, and Heart Force seemed to be the most reliable.

Over the years, he had also tried to draw the Heart Force from his sisters to increase his own.

But the result led to some indescribable and embarrassing incidents.

Subsequent attempts yielded the same outcome.

Chen Dengming could only give up trying.

Too much was overwhelming; Heart Force wouldn’t grow, but instead, it would be depleted.

This indicated that it was extremely difficult for others’ Heart Force to be channeled into one’s own.

Even He Yingyu, the person closest to him, was so.

For many others, it would likely be even harder, only with the aid of the Hall of Human Heart was there a slimmer possibility.

At that moment, a lamp of the spirit in front flickered.

The flame revealed the ferocious face of a ghostly Chu Xun, looking pleased.

“Hmm?

Could it be there’s news of the Mini Array Spirit’s Seventh Soul?”

With a quickening of his heart, Chen Dengming immediately established a connection with Old Zhu’s spirit.

His reason for entering the Hall of Human Heart was precisely because it was time for their biannual meeting, as agreed with Chu Xun, so he waited there.

For the past eighteen years, he and Chu Xun had maintained this frequency of contact, not only to ensure Chu Xun’s safety in his endeavors beneath the Nether Spring but also to seek out the whereabouts of the Mini Array Spirit’s Seventh Soul.

However, the world below the Nether Spring was vast.

Especially within the Underworld River, there were numerous tributaries, interconnected channels, and complicated water systems.

Finding the Mini Array Spirit’s Seventh Soul was akin to finding a needle in a haystack, especially if it was unknown.

If, however, it was famed, then it might be a different story.