I am a Late Bloomer in the Immortal World

Half a year later.

Far away on Yuanjun Island, Lüqiu Qingfeng received a secret letter from Nangong Zhe, sent on behalf of Wei Tu to propose cooperation.

“Join forces to kill Lüqiu Jinyuan?”

“This Wei Tu really dares to spout madness.”

Inside the great hall of the imperial palace, Lüqiu Qingfeng lay lazily on a soft couch as she casually tore open the sealed letter.

But once she broke the restriction and read the first line, her expression froze. Then a trace of mockery spread across her delicate face.

As Lüqiu Jinyuan’s cousin, she knew exactly how terrifying this “prince of the concubine’s line” was.

He was not someone an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator could casually provoke.

“Wait… mid-stage Nascent Soul?”

Her eyes widened in disbelief when she read the cultivation level Wei Tu claimed in the letter.

According to what she knew, barely a hundred years ago, Wei Tu had only just stepped into Nascent Soul.

If not for his decent talent and the fact that he broke through to the fourth tier of body cultivation, she wouldn’t have even bothered to meet him or try to recruit him.

But now… he had suddenly advanced to mid-stage Nascent Soul?

“How could that be possible?”

Lüqiu Qingfeng was shaken. She had seen fast progress before—the disciples of Divine Transformation cultivators in the Inner Sea often advanced even quicker than Wei Tu.

But Wei Tu wasn’t a Divine Transformation disciple. How could he possibly have the same level of resources?

Her doubts quickly found their answer.

The letter included a detailed account of Wei Tu killing Yan Gongcheng, Holy Son Faguang, and even Lüqiu Jinyuan’s clone.

With the wealth of those people, it wasn’t hard to imagine him gathering enough resources to push into mid-stage Nascent Soul.

“In that case…”

“Killing Lüqiu Jinyuan…”

Her heart stirred. Joy surfaced on her beautiful face, and the crystal wings on her back began to tremble faster.

An ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul wouldn’t threaten Lüqiu Jinyuan.

But a mid-stage Nascent Soul who cultivated both Dao and body was a different story.

The chance of success might not reach certainty, but at least it was two or three in ten.

Two or three chances out of ten…

Lüqiu Qingfeng thought this was a risk worth taking.

“Except… the ancestral blood…”

She hesitated. Even for her, ancestral blood was scarce.

To split it and share with Wei Tu was difficult to accept.

But when she weighed it against the benefits of eliminating Lüqiu Jinyuan, she felt the sacrifice was worth it.

“Still… before anything else, I’ll need to meet Wei Tu in person and set the contract.”

She clenched the letter tightly in her hand, her eyes flashing.

She had long since witnessed Lüqiu Jinyuan’s cruelty. She didn’t believe that once he seized power and became ruler, he would spare her life.

Cooperating with Wei Tu wasn’t just about removing a rival.

It was about securing her own path of survival.

For that, she would not treat this matter lightly.

…

Time passed.

In the blink of an eye, two years slipped away.

On this day, in the rear mountain of Five Elder Mountain on Yunyang Island, a massive whirlpool of spiritual qi suddenly rose into the sky.

“Fragmentation to Infant is finished. Now my fourth brother is beginning to condense his Nascent Soul spirit body…”

Inside his cave dwelling, Wei Tu looked up toward the neighboring cave, and from his past experience he immediately judged Fu Zhizhou’s breakthrough stage.

“Finally. After me, our Righteous Society has birthed a second Nascent Soul cultivator.”

Wei Tu felt both excitement and deep relief.

Since stepping from the mortal world onto the Immortal Path, the only old companions still at his side, aside from his two children, were Fu Zhizhou and a handful like Kou Hongying.

But Fu Zhizhou was different from the others.

Among the four sworn brothers, he was the only one left besides Wei Tu.

Though Righteous Society now had Cao Mi as a Nascent Soul cultivator, she was a later addition. She could not compare to old companions like Fu Zhizhou and Kou Hongying.

“Now it all depends on whether Fellow Daoist Fu can pass Spirit Awakening smoothly…”

The aged Second Mountain Lord, whose life span was nearly at its end, stepped out of his cave when he heard the commotion. Standing beside Wei Tu, he sighed with emotion.

The three barriers of Nascent Soul—Spirit Awakening was the hardest.

Countless cultivators who shattered core to form infant had failed here, ending up as false-infant cultivators.

“Let’s see what fate holds for my fourth brother.”

Wei Tu shook his head and sighed heavily, as though doubtful of Fu Zhizhou’s chances.

But in truth—

The moment he saw Fu Zhizhou succeed in Fragmentation to Infant, Wei Tu was already certain his brother would become a true Nascent Soul.

Spirit Awakening was simply a test of the cultivator’s soul strength.

And Fu Zhizhou had refined the Swallowing-Soul Wood, which had greatly strengthened his spirit. His soul had already reached the Nascent Soul level before his cultivation.

So what blocked many was, for Fu Zhizhou, no more than a smooth road.

Wei Tu only feigned doubt to avoid exposing Fu Zhizhou’s secret. If the Second Mountain Lord knew he possessed Swallowing-Soul Wood, greed might arise.

Of course, the Second Mountain Lord could not see through Wei Tu’s thoughts. Seeing his supposed uncertainty, he instead tried to comfort him.

“Fellow Daoist Fu, I am too old. As for those probing divine senses from outside the sect, I’ll leave it to you to drive them off.”

Half an incense stick later, when the disturbance of Fu Zhizhou’s vortex spread outwards, the Second Mountain Lord smiled faintly and pointed toward the outside.

Wei Tu nodded without hesitation. He swept his sleeve, unleashing his immense divine sense pressure.

With a thunderous boom, the moment his divine sense surged forth, the probing senses of countless Nascent Soul cultivators outside retreated like a tide.

But several divine senses still stood firm like reefs, refusing to budge.

Seeing this, Wei Tu didn’t hold back. He summoned his Koi Dragon Yin Blade.

In the next instant, pained cries rang out across the many cave mansions of Yunyang Island’s factions.

“This Fellow Daoist Fu really lives up to the name of leader of the Kangshan Cave Ghosts. So ruthless—no words exchanged, and he cuts straight away!”

An old Nascent Soul cultivator cursed furiously.

Decades ago, when the Grand Mountain Lord of Five Elder Mountain was still alive, he had shown them courtesy, never acting so overbearing.

And now, Wei Tu had only just joined Five Elder Mountain, yet he dared to behave like this?

If this went on… he didn’t dare imagine further.

“Liu Heihai, this Fellow Daoist Fu is a vigorous mid-stage Nascent Soul, not an aged weakling like the Grand Mountain Lord… Heh. Do you really want to provoke him?”

Soon another Nascent Soul sneered.

At those words, the divine sense of Liu Heihai, which had lingered stubbornly in midair, froze. Then it instantly withdrew several hundred feet, not daring to intrude a step closer to Five Elder Mountain.