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The Immortal Soul’s body twitched as he began to burn with anger. “You, little girl, have absolutely no manners. I’m the Golden Immortal Bitao after all! Although I’m now a remnant soul, I’m still an Immortal Soul, alright?” But a ghost is still a ghost… Fine, he’s an immortal ghost!
“Oh, I got it. Float over here for a moment!”
“Do you expect me to go over just because you told me to?” Bitao snorted. He stayed right where he was—he had feelings too.
“Master… he is…?” Yi Qing asked. Remnant souls were not normally this easy to see. Given that this hall was filled with multi-colored Immortal Qi, it was even more difficult to spot the remnant soul.
“Oh, he says he’s been waiting here for tens of thousands of years,” Shen Ying explained matter-of-factly. “He insists on handing his heritage down to me, but he’s not succeeding.”
“Heritage!” Lonemoon was shocked, not daring to believe what he was hearing. He glanced at the remnant soul before turning to face Shen Ying. “Don’t tell me he’s… he’s the master of this Immortal Pavilion?!” He calmed himself down and took another look at the remnant soul. Indeed, he saw that the remnant soul was surrounded with Immortal Qi. He was really an Immortal Soul!
“Hmph, you little girl. You do have quite good taste.” Bitao was satisfied. He flew over and looked Lonemoon up and down. “I am indeed the master of this Immortal Pavilion and the sect master of Dan Yang Sect. My Dao name is Bitao.”
“…” Holy shit, this is for real.
“You may be a Sword Cultivator, but there is a fire-element Spirit Root inside of you. That’s not bad! You’d make a good pill refiner.” Bitao seemed satisfied with Lonemoon. He combed his beard as he transformed back into his sagely demeanor. “Little boy, fate has brought us together-”
“Hey, Mr. Whatever, how do we crack that array on the wall?” Shen Ying interrupted him.
“You’re really infuriating, little girl!” This time, Bitao was done being interrupted. “Do you know anything about respecting your elders? Choosing the right person to hand down an entire heritage is such an important matter—much more important than any array formation.”
“We-”
“You have no Spirit Root in your body and you’re not willing to accept the heritage, so I’m not making things difficult for you. Now, someone else is willing to take over the heritage. Why are you still making trouble?”
“No, I-”
“I have waited 50,000 years for this and have hung in here as a remnant soul, all for the sake of handing down the pill refining techniques of the Dan Yang Sect. This man here is perfectly capable of taking over the heritage, so I’m handing it down to him.”
“Wait, you-”
“I know you all want to go after that cultivator, but you don’t have to rush. Once you take over the heritage, you’ll be able to ascend to immortality soon. You won’t have to fear him anymore.”
“But-”
“There are important things and unimportant things in this world. Since the Dan Yang Sect was formed, so many other prodigies in pill refining were produced. Yet, not one of them managed to avoid being wiped out. However, the Dan Yang Sect alone has managed to hang on to this day. Now, I have finally found someone to pass the heritage down to-”
Bam!
Bitao felt a blow to his face before he could finish—the Immortal Soul had received a huge punch. He was sent flying across the room just like a flying fish, still mumbling the remainder of his sentence, “and… and… and…”
He repeated that for a long while before he finally hit the wall.
“Shut up!”
Shen Ying narrowed her eyes and stomped up to the Immortal Soul. She swiftly grabbed the Immortal Soul and pulled him to his feet, asking, “Now can you open the door?”
“…” His once perfect face was now swollen where Shen Ying had punched him. His shimmering robe was now shining more brightly than before.
A while later…
“Yes, Great Immortal! Leave it to me, Great Immortal!”
Yi Qing: “…”
Lonemoon: “…”
Why wasn’t this result surprising at all to them?
Bitao began to half-crawl and half-roll. Obediently, he floated toward the wall and started to crack the array. This woman was so scary. He had thought that she was a mortal without any Spirit Roots. Little had he known that she could hit even a soul. She must be a great immortal of the Upper World who has descended into the mortal world!
He was trembling…
“Hey, that… Mr. Exalted Immortal, what lies behind this wall?” Lonemoon suddenly felt pity for the Immortal Soul. Bitao was the master of this Immortal Pavilion after all, so he had to know this place really well.
“Inside is…” Bitao looked at Shen Ying who had been standing beside him. He dropped his NPC-like lines and answered shortly and sweetly, “A Pill Storage Repository. This was where I kept my pills while I was alive.”
“Pills,” Lonemoon repeated. Could the pills inside be what Qing Yi is after? But he’s already a Traveling Immortal. His cultivation level can’t get any higher. What Immortal Pill could have made him that agitated?
Bitao explained, “I think that guy is after the Immortal Formation Pill inside the Pill Storage Repository.”
“There’s an Immortal Formation Pill in the Pill Storage Repository!” Lonemoon exclaimed.
“While I was alive…” Bitao once again glanced at Shen Ying before he continued, “I think I… left a few in there.”
“What are Immortal Formation Pills?” Shen Ying asked.
Lonemoon’s face fell. It was only after a moment that he replied, “Immortal Formation Pills are Immortal PIlls that can heal immortal bones. They can only be found in the Immortal World. In ancient times, before the Three Azure Realms broke apart, all the mortals who had achieved immortality remained in the same place. This is an Immortal Pavilion of ancient times, therefore there are-”
“What does he want it for?”
“He’s a Traveling Immortal.” Yi Qing’s expression darkened as he explained, “Master, Traveling Immortals are soldiers who have failed to achieve Immortal Ascension. They are also people who have been through the Heavenly Tribulation. Their immortal bones will form as they go through the tribulations. But upon failing the Tribulation Transcendence, their immortal bones would be broken into pieces by the divine lightning. Therefore, Traveling Immortals don’t have another chance to achieve Immortal Ascension. The Immortal Formation Pill can heal their immortal bones. In other words-”
“They can achieve Immortal Ascension if they eat the pill?”
“Yes.” Yi Qing nodded.
“No!” The more Lonemoon thought about it, the more anxious he became. “We can’t allow him to obtain this Immortal Formation Pill. Otherwise, we really won’t be able to leave this place.”
The Three Azure Realms had never produced a true immortal before. Bitao was only the remnant soul of an immortal, yet he could stay in this Immortal Pavilion for 50,000 years and hide it so that nobody could easily find the Pavilion. Nobody knew what a true immortal would be capable of. Although they had Shen Ying the Cheat with them, they still wouldn’t have a chance of winning against an immortal.
“Alright!” Bitao had finally finished cracking the array. The wall split open. In a moment, it turned into a door. Behind the door was a huge Storage Repository. There were shelves and pigeon holes inside the Storage Repository and each shelf had two different coloured bottles on it.
Their small group walked in. A few shelves in the room had already fallen over while a few bottles were rolling around the floor. Qing Yi, who was in mid-air, was holding onto a bottle and laughing maniacally.
“I would never have guessed that you guys would make it in here. What a pity… you’re too late. I’ve already found the Immortal Formation Pill.” He excitedly poured the contents of the bottle into his mouth and swallowed them. He threw the bottle onto the floor, his eyes filled with the anticipation of becoming an immortal. “Soon… soon I will achieve Immortal Ascension. Hahaha!”
The next moment, his Spirit Qi began to surge and the Immortal Qi around him began to stir as well. His cultivation level began to soar visibly.
“Holy shit!” Lonemoon cursed. He didn’t expect that they would be too late. “We have to get out of here, quick!” They could only run now. He pulled Shen Ying’s hand and started to turn around, but he found that he couldn’t make her budge.
“Well… I have something to ask.”
“What could you possibly want to ask now? We have to run for our lives!” They would never be able to go up against an immortal. “We have to leave now while his cultivation level is still increasing!”
“No…” Shen Ying refused to move. “Didn’t the ghost say that the Immortal Formation Pill was refined 50,000 years ago?”
“Yeah, so?”
“It’s been so long… wouldn’t it have expired?”
“… Huh?!”
Lonemoon was stunned, unable to think of a response. But then he heard a strange rumbling noise from behind him. A moment ago, Qing Yi’s cultivation level had been increasing, yet now all his Spirit Qi was dissipating.
“Look, his stomach is suffering,” Shen Ying commented calmly.
Lonemoon: “…”
Yi Qing: “…”
Bitao: “…”