Eternal Life as False Emperor

Just as one elder had left, another person came: "Elder Zheng, in comparison to those cultivation techniques created by your senior, what’s the gap with these techniques?"

Zheng Yi mumbled a few words to brush the person off. Before long, another one came, feigning casual conversation while trying to probe Zheng Yi’s opinions.

These fellows, their poor acting skills, each thinking they’ve hidden their true intentions well.

Zheng Yi, frustrated by their antics, simply gave them another cultivation technique to send them away.

"This is the ’Nine Yang True Technique’ created by my senior. Cultivators at the Crystal Stage training with it can strengthen their essence and widen their meridians."

"However, cultivating this technique is quite painful and not everyone can endure it."

The elders were merely asking casually, and didn’t expect Zheng Yi to actually produce another cultivation technique.

After all, just the "Nine Yin Scripture" was already immensely beneficial for them in the Star Sea.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Yi really had another valuable technique here.

Moreover, Zheng Yi wasn’t being selfish, and so easily gave them this "Nine Yang True Technique."

"Pen and paper!"

An elder personally brought pen and paper to Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi eagerly wrote down the cultivation technique he had just thought of in his mind.

No matter how strong he is, the bright moon shines over the river...

Upon seeing the opening lines, the elders’ eyes widened immediately.

"Wait..." Lin Junrong suddenly stopped Zheng Yi from continuing to write.

The elders sighed in disappointment, clearly very eager for the technique Zheng Yi had offered.

However, no one blamed Lin Junrong.

"What’s wrong?" Zheng Yi was somewhat puzzled, not understanding why the other party stopped him at this time.

Lin Junrong gritted his teeth as if cutting a piece of his own flesh: "Elder Zheng, are you truly sure you want to give us this manual?"

"Why not?" Zheng Yi blinked, growing even more confused.

Wang Haiwong looked grave, pointing to the two lines Zheng Yi had just written: "Just from these few lines of the Heart Method, it’s clear that this cultivation technique is quite remarkable even for us at the Divinity Transformation Stage."

Other elders nodded in agreement.

"Old Wang is right, this technique is too valuable."

"Elder Zheng, we really desire your cultivation technique. But we do not wish to deceive you either."

Zheng Yi indeed looked at these people with newfound respect.

Faced with such enormous benefits, although these Divinity Transformation Stage elders greatly desired it, they still restrained their greed.

Whether they are genuinely righteous or value long-term benefits more.

At least, it indicates they are not foolish.

"Everyone, don’t worry; I know even better than you how precious these techniques are."

"Since I wrote it out, it’s naturally meant to be shared with everyone."

He continued to suspend his wrist and write, and within a short time, penned over a thousand words of the Nine Yang Divine... no, "Nine Yang True Technique" was already written out by Zheng Yi.

The elders of the Star Sea, watching Zheng Yi complete the full text, their eyes turned entirely red.

As per the Heart Method they had seen, the entire cultivation technique proved beneficial even for them—the masters of the Divinity Transformation Stage.

Because this technique turned out to be one that could temper the meridians.

So long as one persisted in cultivating, there would be gains one way or another.

"Ah! Wouldn’t it be great if I could’ve encountered Elder Zheng a hundred years earlier—not! Even fifty years earlier." Wang Haiwong sighed again.

After the elders bid farewell and left to digest the cultivation technique Zheng Yi had just presented, Bai Zhirui cautiously emerged from behind a bookshelf.

"Master, didn’t you say before that you wouldn’t give any more techniques to the elders?"

"Moreover, you never taught me these techniques."

Zheng Yi knew the true motive of this little girl and glared at her, tossing a piece of paper: "Though these techniques are suitable for most people’s cultivation, they may not be right for you."

"This is the Heart Method of the ’White Lotus Reincarnation Divine Skill.’ If you thoroughly comprehend it, it will undoubtedly be incredibly beneficial for your future."

Bai Zhirui received it joyfully: "I knew it, master, you hadn’t forgotten your disciple. I’ll go cultivate now."

Watching the back of his fortunate disciple, Zheng Yi couldn’t help but shake his head with a wry smile.

Originally, Zheng Yi truly did not want to hand over the techniques he created to those in the Star Sea.

Indeed, such an act attracted undue attention.

Yet during the process of studying Crystal Stage techniques, Zheng Yi discovered something.

While he could certainly create cultivation techniques, these only remained on a theoretical level.

He could operate his self-created techniques, and the results seemed satisfactory. However, this was largely due to his Pristine Human Emperor Body.

So, what would become of those without the Pristine Human Emperor Body training in his self-created techniques?

Might any unforeseen issues occur?

If so, how should they be modified or remedied?

Currently, the lack of problems with his techniques largely stems from the practitioners’ lower power level and the relatively simple level of the techniques he created.

But as he progresses to more advanced cultivation techniques, guaranteeing his creations are without issues becomes uncertain.

Instead of waiting for disastrous outcomes, it was wiser to discover and counteract any potential problems preemptively, wasn’t it?

Moreover, Zheng Yi didn’t share everything completely.

When writing the ’Nine Yin Scripture,’ Zheng Yi had held back, concealing the most crucial portion.

Likewise, when penning the ’Nine Yang True Technique,’ he naturally withheld pivotal parts.

Even so, these two techniques remained superb for the Star Sea elders.

After spending two days thoroughly digesting the contents in his mind, Zheng Yi revisited the Scripture Pavilion.

His target this time was, of course, the Golden Core Stage cultivation techniques.

Yet, before reaching the level where they stored the Golden Core techniques, Zheng Yi was intercepted by the Scripture Pavilion’s elder.

With a troubled smile, Fengg Xia spoke: "Elder Zheng, I’m not deliberately opposing you."

After looking around, seeing no one else nearby, Fengg Xia whispered to Zheng Yi: "Personally, I do hope Elder Zheng to examine those Secret Techniques suitable for Golden Core cultivators. Then, perhaps you might take out another technique crafted by Senior Huang."

"But, our sect’s rules stipulate that to view these techniques, it requires consent from the sect leader or three elders."

Zheng Yi was stunned at first; he hadn’t expected to be stopped here.

He didn’t harbor any ill will toward Fengg Xia over this matter. After all, she was simply performing her duty.

In a world where strength commands respect, Zheng Yi rather admired her stubborn nature.

He reached into his robe, took out the Sect Leader Token, and waved it in front of Fengg Xia: "Will this suffice?"

Fengg Xia’s smile became somewhat stiff; Wenn Ziyan had trusted Zheng Yi to keep such an important item.

Originally unwilling to block Zheng Yi, now with a legitimate reason to yield, she promptly led Zheng Yi upstairs without a word.

"Elder Zheng, actually, these Golden Core Stage techniques are not freely browsable to prevent disciples from being overly ambitious without laying a solid foundation, thus hindering their cultivation."

"It’s not about guarding against anyone."

"In fact, there are even more Golden Core Stage techniques than Crystal Stage ones. Many of these are known to everyone."

At the moment, Zheng Yi hadn’t realized what Fengg Xia meant by the abundance yet smiled and nodded: "I understand; this shows the predecessors’ intention in the sect."

Upon stepping on the final stair, an unexpected expansion of space made Zheng Yi nearly believe he had walked outside.