Chapter 315: Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect

"Five Elements!"

The aura emanating from within the banner made Chihe Zhenren’s face turn pale with horror.

He and Master Ziyan exchanged a look—two old-timers who had weathered thousands of years of storms without so much as flinching.

Yet, in this very moment, a trace of deep fear appeared on their faces.

The Five Elements Colored Stones.

There were only a handful of such people recorded in the annals of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect.

And every single one of them had been a legendary figure who had stirred up countless storms on the Yunzhou Continent.

Suddenly, Chihe Zhenren closed his eyes as a commanding female voice echoed in his mind.

"Bring her to me. She no longer needs to participate in the competition. And make sure no one else knows."

Chihe Zhenren opened his eyes and took a deep breath. "The Sect Master knows. She wants me to bring the person back immediately."

Master Ziyan nodded. "I received the message as well. You must bring this disciple back to the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect at once. I will handle the rest."

Chihe Zhenren nodded.

He withdrew the banner, and Song Jiulai’s face came into their view.

Chihe Zhenren was surprised. "It really is her."

Master Ziyan was also astonished. "But why did I sense that her Spirit Root was so ordinary?"

"Refining the Five Elements Colored Stones has nothing to do with one’s Spirit Root..."

But that wasn’t entirely true, either.

At the very least, those few figures from history had all been individuals of extraordinary talent.

In any case, this was now beyond what they could handle. Chihe Zhenren extended his hand.

Song Jiulai had just finished Refining the Five Elements Colored Stones and had barely had a moment to exhale after opening her eyes.

The scenery in the cave distorted, and she suddenly found herself standing before the white-bearded old man.

The white-bearded old man’s expression was grave, which startled Song Jiulai. She instinctively clasped her hands in a salute. "Senior."

"Your name is Jiushong?"

Song Jiulai nodded.

"Close your eyes. Do not be alarmed. Come with me!"

Chihe Zhenren grabbed Song Jiulai, and in the next instant, the world before her eyes seemed to blur as if time itself were rushing past.

Even space itself was being torn asunder.

The sensation was a bit like using a Teleportation Array.

’Instantaneous teleportation!’ Song Jiulai was practically drooling with envy. ’Only those at the Nascent Soul Stage can cultivate Space Techniques. When will I ever reach the Nascent Soul Stage?’

The system consoled her, ’Soon enough. You’re already at Late-stage Foundation Establishment. After you survive this year in the Dragon Frost Swamp, you might even reach the Golden Core Stage. A quick calculation says you’ll definitely achieve Nascent Soul Formation in just a few more decades!’

Of course, both person and system knew full well that the gap between the Golden Core and Nascent Soul stages was as wide as heaven and earth.

After Nascent Soul Formation, one truly seized the fortunes of heaven and earth, defying the natural order.

That was why the difficulty of Nascent Soul Formation was on a completely different level from reaching the Golden Core Stage.

Besides, her speed in cultivating toward the Golden Core Stage was already absurd.

Less than a year had passed in the game, and she was already at Late-stage Foundation Establishment.

And that was while enduring several times the normal pressure.

But the main reason was that this colorful stone was just too heaven-defying. Song Jiulai had never seen anything like it.

She guessed there were more of these colorful stones out there and wondered if the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect had any.

As her thoughts wandered aimlessly, the scene before her blurred, and a torrent of rich Spiritual Energy surged around her.

Magnificent and mysterious buildings appeared before Song Jiulai’s eyes.

She had a good idea of where she was.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Sect.

A well-rounded Immortal Sect, a super-sect of the Yunzhou Continent.

It was truly situated above the clouds.

A Heavenly Palace so vast that the naked eye could not take it all in.

It was somewhat like the Taixue Sect, but larger and even higher up.

The Taixue Sect’s Cloud Palace was faintly visible even from the ground below, but as for this complex of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, not even a Cultivator could hope to glimpse more than a fraction of it.

Compared to the varied styles of other Sects, the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect’s style was grand, imposing, and dignified, subtly conveying a sense of tradition.

When the rosy glow of dawn pierced the clouds, the entire Heavenly Palace’s silhouette was revealed amidst the mist.

Vast expanses of glazed tiles shimmered with a blue-gold luster. Waves of clouds lapped against the Third Level of white jade stairs, sweeping beads of condensed dew between the layered eaves.

Winding corridors coiled in mid-air, their pillars adorned with the golden glow of ancient seal script that had not faded in a thousand years. As flowing clouds passed through the carved lattice doors, they would trail behind them specks of light as fine as snow.

The entire Heavenly Palace was suffused with an interwoven fragrance of agarwood and cool sandalwood. Between the vermilion-lacquered pillars, the mist condensed into a translucent, silky veil.

Song Jiulai stared, her eyes wide with awe.

Many of these buildings were hidden within the clouds, and with Song Jiulai’s current cultivation, she could not see their full extent.

However, her mind was currently filled with one thought: ’If our Sect builds its houses up in the sky like this in the future, wouldn’t the housing prices go through the roof?’

System: ’...Do people in the Cultivation World even care about housing prices?’

Song Jiulai: ’You can’t be so sure. There are only a few players now. Once their numbers grow, I have a feeling they’d totally start flipping real estate.’

Of course, while others might flip properties on the ground, the players would definitely be flipping properties in the sky.

’After all, who wouldn’t want to live in the sky?’

System: ’That’s true.’

And so, the person and system duo began gossiping about the players behind their backs.

Meanwhile, Chihe Zhenren, who had been shielding Song Jiulai with his Spiritual Energy while using a Divine Power Technique to continuously tear through space back to the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, glanced back at her. She was staring right at him, her big, clear eyes wide open.

Chihe Zhenren’s heart skipped a beat.

’She really did refine the Five Elements Colored Stones,’ he thought.

Even though he was protecting her with his Spiritual Energy, she should have felt some discomfort from such a space-tearing technique.

Yet she showed no reaction at all!

Of course, at this moment, Chihe Zhenren felt that everything could be explained by her having refined the Five Elements Colored Stones.

It was only natural for a supreme genius, the likes of which hadn’t appeared in a thousand years, to be exceptional in every way.

Chihe Zhenren instantly brought Song Jiulai before a grand hall.

Inscribed above it were two words: Jingshen Hall.

Chihe Zhenren arrived before the hall’s doors. Before he could speak, they slowly swung open.

The sound of the doors was heavy and distant. Song Jiulai never expected that Refining the Five Elements Colored Stones would lead her directly to the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect.

She was already aware that Refining the Five Elements Colored Stones was an astonishing feat, but having come this far, she could only take things one step at a time.

Besides, this refining process was immensely beneficial for her true self.

Even if she had to abandon this body—it would be worth it!

With this secret hidden in her heart, Song Jiulai behaved herself and kept her eyes down, not daring to look around.

Following Chihe Zhenren into the hall, she saw a lone woman with white hair, dressed in white robes.

There were faint wrinkles on her face. And while her features were not strikingly beautiful, her expression was sharp and powerful, carrying a detachment that seemed to transcend time.

She was sitting on a prayer mat with her eyes closed in meditation, her hands resting on her knees, forming a hand seal.

Song Jiulai took one glance before immediately lowering her head.

’It feels like all these Great Power Cultivators like to hide their auras,’ she thought.

’So much so that she just looks like a mortal.’

’I wonder who she is.’

Not until Chihe Zhenren spoke, "Sect Master, I have brought the person here."

’Holy crap, holy crap!’ Song Jiulai was thrilled. ’I’m meeting the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect!’

How incredible.

Before, the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect had seemed completely unattainable.

She never imagined she would now be meeting its Sect Master.

System: ’Look at you, acting so impressed. In the future, you’ll be the Sect Master of a Major Sect too.’

Song Jiulai: ’We’ll talk about the future when we get there!’

But Song Jiulai’s excitement lasted for less than two seconds before Chihe Zhenren suddenly focused his attention and replied.

"As the Sect Master commands!"

With that, he turned to Song Jiulai. "Let’s go."

Song Jiulai: ’?’

System: ’?’

’He brought me all the way here just to show my face without a single word being spoken to me?’

However, she figured the Sect Master had most likely used a voice transmission technique that she couldn’t hear.

After they had left and the hall doors closed...

The female cultivator inside, who had kept her eyes shut, slowly opened them.

Her eyes were like stones from beyond the heavens, faintly flowing with the traces of eons.

Mountains and rivers, sunsets, flowers blooming and withering—

all of it was reflected in the depths of her gaze.