Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

As he observed the intense yearning in everyone's eyes, Jing Hong displayed a proud expression.

"The Origin Ancestor harbored great ambitions. As a youth, he decided that everyone should be as mighty as a dragon. Thus, after advancing to the Nascent Soul realm, he publicly disclosed the miraculous 'Blood Soul Scripture' that he had acquired early in his life.

"Any disciple who joins our sect will receive the Qi Refining Chapter of 'Blood Soul Scripture.' If they can successfully achieve Foundation Establishment, they will be eligible to exchange for the Foundation Establishment chapter, 'Blood Melting God Refining Technique.'

Jing Hong was not exceptionally talented, but he had established great merit for our sect. Not only was he granted early access to the Golden Core chapter of 'Blood Soul Scripture,' the 'Dark Blood Alchemy Method,' but he was also gifted a Golden Core Formation Pill. That is how he had the good fortune to condense a Golden Core!"

As soon as Jing Hong finished speaking, the atmosphere in the hall instantly surged to a climax!

"Then I'll join!"

"Me too!"

"The Origin Ancestor is a great man! Myself admires him, and I wish to join your esteemed sect."

In total, twelve Foundation Establishment Cultivators were in the hall, and in a blink, eleven surrendered.

There was no helping it; the prospects Jing Hong described were too enticing.

Who could resist such an offer!

No, there was one more person.

In an instant, everyone's gaze simultaneously shifted to Zhao Sheng, who was sitting in the corner.

The atmosphere suddenly turned somewhat strange and mysterious.

At that moment, Zhao Sheng slowly raised his head, then suddenly smiled warmly at everyone and nodded, saying aloud, "Why are you all looking at me? How could I miss out on such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? I'm not stupid!"

"Haha! Taoist Zhao indeed speaks humorously."

After Zhao Sheng made his position clear, everyone in the room laughed heartily.

Upon seeing this scene, Master Jing Hong was thrilled, knowing he had established another great merit for the sect, and he could expect a substantial influx of merit.

An hour later, Master Buhu, Qian Zhenzi, and other Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivators temporarily stayed at the Spirit Essence Institute.

Zhao Sheng and other Foundation Establishment Cultivators who had property in Pocket World City left one after another.

The group agreed to meet at the Spirit Essence Institute in seven days and then head to the Origin Return Sect together.

Leaving the Spirit Essence Institute, Zhao Sheng, burdened with heavy thoughts, returned to Golden Talisman Pavilion.

Upon entering, he instructed Xiao Huan to not receive visitors for the time being, then went straight to the cultivation room.

In the cultivation room, Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged on the Meditation Cushion, his eyes closed in contemplation.

Today's events had happened so suddenly that he needed time to carefully think things through.

After pondering for a while, Zhao Sheng suddenly realized there were numerous benefits to joining the Origin Return Sect, and his previous worries were somewhat unnecessary.

Others had only one life; once they died, that was it.

But he was not afraid!

As long as he was careful to prevent any repercussions on his family, no matter how many big shots were scheming within the Origin Return Sect or whatever traps were hidden, it would not affect him; at worst, he could simply escape death in the end.

Having realized this, Zhao Sheng's mind suddenly felt clearer.

Three days later, Zhao Sheng hurried back to Zhao's Secret Mansion and found Zhao Xuanjing, who was in closed-door cultivation.

Two years had passed, and Zhao Xuanjing's cultivation had nearly reached Qi Refining Perfection.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng was overjoyed and began to plan to exchange for a top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill for Zhao Xuanjing. Read chapters at empire

A top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill was impossible to buy on the market; it could only be exchanged with treasures.

As for what treasures to use for the exchange, Zhao Sheng was not worried at all, as there were plenty of treasures in his Storage Bag, like the Spirit Fire Gourd, Geng Metal, and Longevity Peach, more than enough for a top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill.

After meeting, Zhao Sheng soon informed Zhao Xuanjing of his plans to join the Origin Return Sect and instructed him not to reveal their relationship or disclose any information about their family.

Zhao Sheng did this because he was not optimistic about the future of the Origin Return Sect.

To be safe, he had intentionally severed ties with his family in advance to avoid implicating them in the future.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Although Zhao Xuanjing was a bit confused, he did not ask further questions and solemnly nodded in agreement.

He was well aware that his Uncle Seven had always been meticulous and nearly flawless in his planning; following his advice was guaranteed to be the right choice!

After leaving Zhao Xuanjing with enough cultivation resources, Zhao Sheng did not stay long and immediately left Zhao's Secret Mansion.

Four days later, on the agreed meeting day, Zhao Sheng, looking tired, arrived at the Spirit Essence Institute.

Without unnecessary elaboration,

after meeting with Master Buhu and Feng Yu Elder Taoist, under the guidance of Master Jing Hong, the group left Pocket World City.

A moment later, a massive cloud roc, with a wingspan exceeding thirty feet, suddenly flapped its wings, soared into the sky, and shot like lightning toward Cliff Mountain, thousands of miles away, breaking through two layers of cloud seas.

...

Soon after, the cloud roc flew over an extensive plain, fertile for thousands of miles.

At the same time, a mountain perilously steep, soaring into the clouds with cliffs on all sides, appeared like a divine sword thrust into the heavens, came into their view—it was Cliff Mountain.

Shortly afterward, the cloud roc landed in the plaza in front of the Origin Hall atop Cliff Mountain.

Zhao Sheng, along with the others, floated down from the cloud roc and looked around.

The plaza was vast, entirely paved with white jade, and to the north of it stood a majestic palace with dragon eaves and phoenix corners, adorned with golden tiles and jade walls, surrounded by spirit clouds, occasionally revealing countless dazzling mysterious runes.

After the cloud roc flew away, Master Jing Hong led Zhao Sheng and the others to the front of the Origin Hall.

At that moment, an elder wearing a plain cloud robe and a feathered crown, his appearance anciently unique, stepped out of the hall accompanied by a line of disciples in red robes.

Master Jing Hong, with a solemn expression, stepped forward and saluted the feather-crowned elder, "Sect Leader Brother, Master Jing Hong has not failed his mission. Once again, I have found a group of cultivators willing to join our sect."

"Disciple Jing, you have worked hard," the feather-crowned elder, seeing that Zhao Sheng and others were all Foundation Establishment Cultivators, nodded his head in satisfaction.

The feather-crowned elder, known as Jin Chenzi, was the senior disciple of the Origin Ancestor and the current Sect Leader of the Origin Return Sect, within the Golden Core Third Layer Realm.

After encouraging Zhao Sheng and the others for a few words, Jin Chenzi led them into the Origin Hall.

Since Zhao Sheng and the others were all Foundation Establishment Cultivators, which meant they were initiated with skills, the rituals to enter the sect were greatly simplified.

Jin Chenzi briefly explained the six rules and precepts of the Origin Return Sect, and then immediately began the most crucial part of the initiation ceremony: the oath.

Unlike other sects' initiation oaths, the Origin Return Sect included an extra step of dripping blood.

Jin Chenzi solemnly took out a stele, over three feet high and two feet thick, placed it before everyone, and asked them to drop a drop of Heart Blood onto the stele.

One by one, they did as instructed, and when it was Zhao Sheng's turn, he walked up to the stele and gazed at it.

The stele was azure green, engraved with over a hundred ancient and vigorous mystical runes.

Due to severe weathering, the runes on it were a bit blurred.

However, Zhao Sheng discovered that the structures of these mysterious runes seemed somewhat similar to those of the Taiyi Spiritual Text, yet they were more ancient and rudimentary.

Feeling curious, Zhao Sheng silently memorized these runes.

Simultaneously, he squeezed out a drop of Heart Blood and let it fall on the stele.

The moment the Heart Blood touched the surface of the stele, it was instantly absorbed.

"Now is the moment!"

At this instant, Zhao Sheng suddenly activated "Bullet Time," and the flow of time slowed down immensely.

It was at this moment that Zhao Sheng, shocked, "saw" a bizarre face suddenly emerge from the surface of the stele.

It lacked a nose, ears, and eyebrows; its entire face was smooth as if it were a mask, with only a pair of Blood Eyes and a blood-oath mouth.

It swallowed the Heart Blood in one gulp and then immediately submerged back into the stele.

The entire process was as fast as lightning, and even in Bullet Time, it lasted only a moment before disappearing without a trace.

Once Bullet Time ended, Zhao Sheng, suppressing his uneasy and shocked emotions, calmly walked back to the group.

After everyone had dripped their blood, they solemnly swore never to deceive or betray their mentors and sect.