I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

"It was dug up from the construction site last year, and many people have appraised it as a modern craft, but I really didn't lie. There were a lot of items unearthed that are said to have a history of seven to eight hundred years!"

According to the laws of Great Zhou, if an ancient tomb is discovered during exploration on private land, it belongs to the individual owner.

For example, the antiques excavated from a construction site are considered the private property of the landowner, but most of them are divided among the construction workers.

Zhou Yi put on gloves and pretended to inspect for a moment, but in fact, his Divine Sense had already scanned the short sword and detected patterns inside similar to those of formations and prohibitions, which had simply lost their effectiveness over time.

Swipe!

He lightly brushed across the solid wood countertop, and the corner of the table responded by cutting off a piece.

"I'll take this. How much are you planning to sell it for?"

"Five hundred thousand!"

"Deal."

Zhou Yi transferred the money without hesitation, for how could mere mortal money compare to what was once a magic artifact.

Cui Yu suddenly felt he had suffered a loss, but he had no regrets as he got ready to leave after receiving the money.

Zhou Yi flicked his fingers and said with a smile, "Poor Dao sees that you have good fortune. If you find any items in the future, feel free to show them to me. Money is not an issue!"

Cui Yu chuckled, "Does the boss also know how to read faces?"

"I know a thing or two. Recently, you've been troubled by emotional matters. Be careful of a financial calamity!"

Zhou Yi didn't go into details, as such matters depend on belief for opportunity. If one doesn't believe, it signifies a chance missed. Acquiring a flying sword magic artifact was already a great start to the business.

He stored the flying sword in the Kunlun Cave Heaven and continued to study the mobile phone.

After some thought, Zhou Yi decided to temporarily block his real address. As long as he was careful with his words, that would be enough.

His fingers flickered with a mystical light, and one after another, formation and prohibition patterns were engraved inside the phone, transforming it in the manner of a sound transmission and projection magic artifact. These formation and prohibition patterns aligned more closely with the way of heaven and easily included zeros and ones, enhancing the functionality and making it more potent.

Several days later.

Zhou Yi energized the phone with his mana, and it turned on and operated on its own.

"The initial transformation is complete. Now no one will be able to discover my location. In the future, I will continue to improve it gradually until it becomes a complete communication magic artifact!"

Ding ding ding!

As soon as the phone turned on, dozens of messages popped up.

…

In Xuan'an City.

In a unit dormitory, Room 306.

A large wooden tub sat in the room, filled with more than half a tub of hot water in which Xiao Ran sat cross-legged.

Hmm! Ha!

With each breath, his internal organs vibrated, guiding the medicinal decoction to nourish his muscles and bones.

After more than half an hour, the greenish medicinal liquid gradually turned clear, leaving only the medicinal residues floating in the water.

Splash!

Xiao Ran stood up from the water, his pectoral and abdominal muscles bulging and his skin a bronze color, vastly different from the deadbeat otaku he was half a year ago.

"Unlike those charlatans who swindle money, this is true martial arts!"

"Who exactly is Bai Zhenjun? How could such a precious heritage be casually available online for download?"

Xiao Ran was utterly puzzled. It had been less than two months since he started training, yet his strength had increased by more than fifty percent, and it was an all-around enhancement, including speed, defense, and even limb strength.

After getting dressed, he turned on his mobile phone and was delighted to find a message from Bai Zhenjun.

Bai Zhenjun: "Little Xiao, what do you need from Poor Dao?"

Ever since Xiao Ran discovered the wonders of the nourishing medicinal decoction, he had proactively added Zhou Yi as a friend. After some pleading, he had received a cultivation technique called Swallowing Heaven Skill, which helped to speed up the absorption of medicinal effects.

Xiao Ran: "True Immortal, can the medicinal ingredients in the decoction be simplified? If I continue like this, I'll have to sell my house."

Bai Zhenjun: "Since ancient times, scholars are poor, and warriors are rich. If you can't even afford simplified medicinal decoctions, then why bother practicing martial arts!"

Bowing and kneeling, he begged.

"Please give me your guidance, True Immortal."

Xiao Ran often chatted with Bai Zhenjun and sensed that the other party seemed to be an old mischief-maker, similar to the quirky characters encountered by protagonists in storybooks, who speak and act unconventionally.

Bai Zhenjun: "Are you studying archaeology?"

Xiao Ran: "I'm officially enrolled in the archaeology department at Capital University. Does True Immortal need to appraise any cultural relics?"

Bai Zhenjun: "Then you must know that a lot of ancient artifacts, whose origins can't be identified, can be sold to me at a high price."

Xiao Ran was slightly startled, having already taken Bai Zhenjun for a quirky individual. He carefully pondered every word, vaguely feeling there might be secrets concealed. Yet eager to pursue martial arts, he quickly agreed to the request.

"I've heard that many of my seniors became treasure hunters. I'll surely ask around!"

…

Meanwhile.

Zhou Yi not only chatted with Xiao Ran but also had conversations with the cultivation-obsessed True Person Xuan Ling.

In half a year, they discussed cultivation online from time to time. Xuan Ling's obsession with the path of cultivation was extraordinary, his belief that immortals existed in the world was evident from his conversations.

When True Person Xuan Ling sent messages, they also pertained to nourishing medicinal formulas.

Xuan Ling: "Bai, where did you get this medicinal recipe from?"

Bai Zhenjun: "It is naturally passed down from my ancestors."
Continue your journey on empire

Xuan Ling fell silent for a moment, then replied, "I have deleted the file and will treat this matter as if it never happened. The Imperial Court has departments that oversee these matters, forbidding the private dissemination of martial traditions."

Bai Zhenjun: "Even Old Zhou didn't have this rule, and now they won't even let people practice martial arts?"

Having stayed in the capital for almost half a year, Zhou Yi had visited all of One Hundred and Eight Districs Market, tasting worldly delicacies, and encountered several martial arts schools with true heritage, including external forging, internal refining, and Qi-Blood traditions.

The Great Zhou Imperial Palace had already opened to the public, and the Imperial Clan had moved to the Mountain of Eternal Life's palace residence, yet an old figure still lingered within the imperial palace.

An Innate Grandmaster!

Clearly, martial arts had not declined, yet the Imperial Court had imposed martial prohibitions!

Xuan Ling: "It's complicated to explain the reasons behind this, there are too many aspects involved. Legendary Grandmasters cannot withstand heavy firepower, and martial artists must obediently comply!"

"Thank you for the reminder, fellow Daoist."

Zhou Yi didn't think about defying the Imperial Court; after all, the prohibition of martial arts dissemination wasn't entirely without benefits.

Fingering calculations, he had already provided more than a dozen people with the nourishing medicinal decoction, and they would surely discover its profundities. Apart from Xiao Ran, there was another person with an extraordinary fate.

Looking deeper into his divinations, he faintly sensed that this person had a defiant nature and might break the Imperial Court's rules.

"Human strength cannot defy fate!"

"Martial cultivation is also an exploration of heaven and earth, righteous and majestic. How could a mere worldly Imperial Court stop it? But, am I also part of fate?"

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, taking out the Qi Sect's heritage to read and comprehend.

The Qi Sect's inheritance came from the ancient Xuan Tian teachings. When the Cultivation World had not yet quieted, it was known as the number one in refining Qi for both the righteous and demonic paths.

The Supreme Clarity Divine Talisman contained the Sect-Protecting Technique, the Supreme Mystery Scripture, far more profound than the secrets of the stars. Perfecting it could form the Supreme Mystery body, and by now, Zhou Yi had successfully converted the foundation of his cultivation technique.

"The Star Body hasn't disappeared; can a cultivator really possess two kinds of bodies?"

Zhou Yi scoured the Wanjuan Daozang, failing to find a corresponding answer. Achieving a single body was already challenging, and no one had spent hundreds of years of their lifespan to cultivate another one.

"If they truly stack up, then cultivating several more bodies would mean one could contend with a Nascent Soul, couldn't they?"

The mysteries of the Immortal Path are endless; even with the Wanjuan Daozang, Zhou Yi was groping his way forward!

Flowers bloom and wither.

Clouds roll and unfold.

Autumn wind blows bleakly again.

A pawnshop had opened on Top Scholar Street for almost a year, remaining nameless and not causing any ripples.

Due to the effects of formations and prohibitions, very few customers came in, and only a few counterfeited items identified by reputable families had been collected. Perhaps for this reason, the other locals on Top Scholar Street warmly welcomed them.

Everyone wanted to know a wealthy sucker!

Throughout the year, Zhou Yi attended banquets held by the antiques trade on time and frequently expressed his fondness for curiosities.

Over the year, he had become somewhat familiar to others.

On this day.

The sunlight was just right.

Zhou Yi leaned against the counter, rapidly flipping through a book on computer linguistics.

After finding that the mobile phone turned into a magic artifact was quite useful, he attempted to use formations and prohibitions to refine a satellite. Materials were not an issue; it could even be made more sturdy and durable, but the internal prohibitions required a comprehensive approach.

Technology indeed took a different path; individual technology was far behind the Immortal Path, but group applications had significant advantages.

At this time.

Owner Gu from Gufang Studio knocked on the door and came in, holding a brocaded box in his arms.

"Boss Bai, I've got an item here; could you take a look for me?"

"Let's see."

Zhou Yi's divine sense swept over it, already having an estimate in his mind. He picked up a magnifying glass and looked over it, saying, "At least two thousand years old, a bronze wine pot. Its shape and carvings are top-notch, but the bronze is too new."

Owner Gu nodded, "I had my staff test it with machinery; it's at least two thousand years old. Indeed, the technology for fakes is incredible nowadays!"

A glint flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes as he smiled, "Owner Gu, are you planning to sell it by coming to me?"

A moment later.

Owner Gu collected two hundred thousand and left the shop, giddy with the profit that was more than a hundredfold.

Zhou Yi caressed the bronze wine pot, his expressions changing continuously, then took out a tortoise shell to divine that all was well.

"It has been touched by a wisp of pure spiritual energy..."