Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World

"Let’s enter this palace first."

Cloud Fairy urged immediately.

She could hardly wait to come back to life.

The reason she waited so long before coming to this Secret Realm World was because her soul was too weak in the past.

After Lu Youyou’s cultivation reached Integration Perfection, her soul finally escaped from its weakened state.

As a result, her Primordial Spirit could separate from the other, and she could reincarnate.

"Alright."

Lu Youyou nodded; she was also curious about her master’s methods.

Without hesitation, she immediately entered the palace.

As soon as she stepped into the palace, there was a medicinal garden.

This must have been left by the predecessors of the Ziwei Sect.

It was filled with treasures and spirit medicines everywhere in sight.

In the depths of the medicinal garden, many rare spirit grasses grew, some with leaves shining in golden light, others with petals infused with a purple glow, all ancient spirit medicines nourished for millennia, such as Purple House Immortal Ganoderma, Ziwei Spirit Grass, and Millennial Jade Dew Grass. Their aura was pure and their efficacy astonishing. For ordinary cultivators, one of these is enough to break through a bottleneck, and the luckiest could use it to step into a higher realm.

Continuing forward would lead to the Treasure Hall.

This Treasure Hall stored treasures left by the cultivators of the Ziwei Sect, including Daoist Robes imbued with the Power of the Stars, Magical Artifacts covered with Dao Patterns, Jade Scrolls recording the Sect’s secret techniques, and piles of Spirit Stones and Spirit Jade, radiating Spiritual Light and dazzling to the eye.

Within the palace, even more, lay the core treasures of the Ziwei Sect.

In the center of the main hall stood a pill platform made from Ziwei wood, on which an ancient pill furnace was placed. The surface of the furnace was engraved with complex star array Dao Patterns. Although there was no flame inside, it still emitted a faint Pill Fragrance, being the ultimate treasure used by the Ziwei Sect for alchemy in its time. Even after millennia, it could still condense Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to refine peerless elixirs.

On both sides of the pill platform stood rows of jade racks displaying numerous Jade Scrolls and Magical Artifacts. The Jade Scrolls recorded the Ziwei Sect’s star Daoist techniques, Alchemy Techniques, and Artifact Refining methods, each volume a peerless secret manual;

The Magical Artifacts included the Ziwei Sword, capable of invoking the Power of the Stars, the Zixia Shield, capable of defending against all methods, and the Purple House Ring, capable of storing treasures, each filled with majestic Dao Rhyme and boundless power.

However, this palace was not just an opportunity; it concealed dangers as well.

Those seemingly ordinary Dao Patterns actually hid killing arrays. Once improperly triggered, they would activate a star-killing array, with countless purple-mang blades materializing out of thin air, instantly able to slaughter explorers;

In the depths of the palace, a final formation laid by the Ziwei Sect to protect its core secret was hidden. The power of this array could crush everything, and only a true descendant of the Ziwei Sect could pass safely.

"Enter one of the side chambers."

"That’s where I’ve left the treasure."

Cloud Fairy urged.

"Okay, Master."

Lu Youyou nodded and confidently entered the side chamber.

Passing through the side door of the main hall led to a serene side chamber. Unlike the grand and magnificent main hall, this side chamber was simple and elegant. Although the interior appeared aged, it was spotless. The air was filled with an even richer Immortal Qi than the main hall, refreshing to the soul.

Upon stepping into the side chamber, one’s gaze was drawn to a translucent white jade coffin—the jade coffin was carved from rare warm jade, its surface etched with fine Ziwei Dao Patterns, where faint purple spiritual light slowly flowed, blending with the Immortal Qi in the air, exuding a warm and majestic aura.

"This."

Lu Youyou’s pupils contracted as she gently pushed open the coffin lid, an indescribable vitality rushed towards her, far beyond ordinary corpses. Within lay a Female Immortal’s corpse. Even after countless millennia, it remained intact, as beautiful as a Heavenly Immortal, her brows and eyes like a painting, her skin white as jade with a slight pink hue, as if merely in slumber.

She wore a white immortal dress, with purple Ziwei floral patterns embroidered on the skirt, resonating with the Dao Patterns flowing around her. Her graceful figure was elegantly outlined by the dress, surrounded by faint Immortal Mist, interwoven with mysterious Ziwei Dao Patterns. The patterns seemed alive, slowly moving, nourishing her body, ensuring that this ancient body still contained endless vitality, as if it might open its eyes and softly part its lips at any moment.

"Master, is this your body?"

Lu Youyou immediately understood; this must be the body prepared by her master for her resurrection.

In this way, there was no need to seize another’s body.

And nothing could be a more suitable vessel than her own body.

"That’s right."

"After waiting for so long, I can finally be resurrected."

"That death tribulation ultimately couldn’t kill me."

Cloud Fairy spoke with deep emotion, her gaze reflecting an incredibly complex sentiment.

......

Several days later.

Lu Youyou remained in the palace, waiting.

In fact, her master’s soul had already separated from her previously, and then this primordial spirit had merged into this body, but the fusion of the primordial spirit with the body requires a certain amount of time.

Until fully integrated, one can’t afford to be careless.

"Hmm, it seems like Master has awakened."

At that moment, Lu Youyou seemed to sense something and immediately looked towards the side hall.

Suddenly, an extremely faint white light emanated from the depths of the palace, initially flickering like fireflies, then quickly surging like a star river flowing along the palace columns and eaves, melting away frost and dust, awakening ancient runes, and gradually bringing the sleeping celestial palace to life.

The next second, a deep and distant tremor resonated from beneath the palace, not the crash of mortal things collapsing, but an agitation from the origins of space-time—the void began to twist and quake, the once clear sky rippling like a lake disturbed by pebbles, spreading out layer by layer, even the flowing stars around seemed startled, their light flickering in a brief chaos.

Deep within the palace, a slender and straight figure slowly unfolded, unmistakably Cloud Fairy.

She was dressed in a plain white immortal gown, the skirt embroidered with purple cloud patterns, her long hair flowing like a waterfall to her waist, adorned with only a jade pin, yet her noble and stern presence was undeniable.

Her previously closed eyes slowly opened, first revealing a scene of chaos, then swirling with countless runes, her white gaze piercing the darkness of the hall and reaching for the sky. At that moment, the spiritual qi between Heaven and Earth erupted in a frenzy, surging towards her, condensing into a vast immortal cloud above her head, misty with immortal fog, radiating auspicious light.

Runes continuously overflowed from her body, faint golden characters floating in the void, ceaselessly circulating, each rune exuding an ancient and powerful aura. They intertwined to form a massive rune net, enveloping the entire celestial palace; the runes trembled, emitting a faint hum that harmonized with the pulsing void, composing a timeless celestial symphony.

Cloud Fairy took slow steps, each move ethereal like a lotus, with each step she took, the golden bricks of the palace glowed faintly, as if the dormant palace awoke, the dragon carvings on the stone pillars subtly moved, exhaling a soft immortal qi.

When she reached the vermillion palace doors, the heavy doors opened inwardly of their own accord, without needing a touch, the sound of the door axis turning traversing space-time, appearing exceedingly distant.

As she stepped over the palace threshold, an ultimate shock swept through Heaven and Earth—the void trembled more intensely, and the flowing time suddenly froze, birds hung suspended in mid-air, spiritual qi halted in the sky, even the runes slowed their circulation, only her surrounding immortal qi continued to surge fiercely, the white immortal light as blinding as the midday sun, dispelling the surrounding darkness and silence.

"Master, you succeeded."

"But your cultivation has unexpectedly reached the level of Mahayana Perfection."

Lu Youyou widened her beautiful eyes, incredulous.

She didn’t expect her master to instantly surpass her upon resurrection.

"Isn’t that only natural?"

"I wasn’t cultivating; I was restoring my past cultivation."

"In fact, if it weren’t for the limitations of mortal realm laws, I would have at least recovered to the level of a True Immortal."

"Yet even so, this amount of power is enough to dominate the Mortal World."

Cloud Fairy clenched her fists, deeply moved.

Only now did she truly feel alive.

Previously, the feeling of remaining as a mere soul remnant was unbearably painful.

"Master, when shall we set off to find the Reincarnated Immortal?"

Lu Youyou asked excitedly.

"Why hurry? Your master has just been resurrected and needs some time to grasp the power within."

Cloud Fairy replied somewhat irritably.

Yet she was eagerly looking forward to it, sensing that immense destiny surrounded her.

This was the destiny that arrived after the death tribulation, born from hardship, paving her path to potentially rise to the level of an Immortal King.