My Immortal Cultivation Game Life

"What do you know? Do you not know that this generation in the White Cloud Sect has produced a talent surpassing Liu Ningshuang?"

At these words, many Loose Cultivators paused, all of them looking astonished at the Cultivator.

"A talent surpassing Liu Ningshuang?!"

"Immortal Liu Ningshuang is among the top three on the Young Talents Ranking of the Eastern Domain, reigning supreme over the youths of the entire Qingzhou. The White Cloud Sect actually has someone surpassing such a character?!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I do not believe it!"

Seeing the disbelief on everyone's faces, the Loose Cultivator sneered and opened his mouth to say, "That talent broke through from the Qi Cultivation Realm to the Foundation Establishment Realm last year and even triggered a Heavenly Tribulation! A Heavenly Tribulation at the Qi Cultivation Realm, who among you has seen such a thing?"

At his words, everyone fell silent, then burst into a buzz.

"The Qi Cultivation Realm, and he triggered a Heavenly Tribulation? How is that possible?"

"What kind of talent must one possess to trigger a Heavenly Tribulation in the Qi Cultivation Realm?"

The Loose Cultivator sneered again, "If it hadn't been for the tribulation being undertaken inside the sect, causing a huge commotion, perhaps no one would have even known about it. That talent's potential could perhaps be compared with the ancient talents."

"If that's true, if this talent doesn't fall, isn't there a chance he could become immortal in the future? The White Cloud Sect has struck it rich."

"Wait, you said he broke through to the Foundation Establishment Realm just last year? How strong could he have become within one year? He might not be able to match those who have already reached the peak of Foundation Establishment."

At this, the crowd came back to their senses.

"That makes sense. Even if one has great talent, without it converting to strength, it's all for naught."

"Having only broken through Foundation Establishment a year ago, would he dare to come to East Forest Ruins? We all know about this; I don't believe the other sects aren't aware that the White Cloud Sect has produced such a demon. If he truly dares to come to East Forest Ruins, I'm afraid the talents of other sects won't let go of the opportunity to eliminate him."

"Indeed, a talent like that should not emerge so early. Once his cultivation is achieved, who could contend with him? He could cause a sensation across the entire Eastern Domain."

"..."

As the crowd discussed fervently, the cultivators of the Cold Winter Valley on the ice mountain seemed to sense something and opened their eyes, looking toward the approaching Ning Guang Ancient Ship.

Sitting at the very top of the ice mountain was an old man with white hair, his cool eyes flickering, his body lightly soaring into the air, flying towards the Ning Guang Ancient Ship.

"Hahaha, fellows of the White Cloud Sect, I did not expect you to arrive so early. Which friend is leading this time? Please come out and meet us."

Elder Chuyun soared into the air, his gentle voice ringing out, "Friend Dong Yu, long time no see, hope all is well."

Upon seeing Elder Chuyun, Dong Yu smiled and said, "So it is friend Chuyun."

He glanced at Chuyun's aged face, where he could still make out traces of past brilliant beauty, and he sighed, somewhat melancholically saying, "It has been a long time, we have all aged."

Chuyun smiled gently, "Without becoming immortal, old age and sickness are inevitable, to pass through this worldly realm freely is enough; such sentimentality doesn't suit the one known as Ice Demon."

Upon hearing this, Dong Yu laughed heartily, "Even the once Immortal Chuyun sees things this way, what is there for an old daoist like me to fuss over?"

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the Ning Guang Ancient Ship, finally settling on Lu Yi, a flicker of light passing through his eyes, he gently smiled and said, "I heard that your White Cloud Sect has produced an Immortal Seed, and you dared bring him here, not afraid he might die in the East Forest Ruins?"

Elder Chuyun looked at Dong Yu and smiled, "Since he is an Immortal Seed, the minor East Forest Ruins naturally pose no threat to him."

"Then, what about the prodigies from the other sects?" asked Dong Yu, casting a deep glance at Lu Yi before slowly retracting his gaze.

Elder Chuyun's expression turned cold as he said, "If they have the capability, they can certainly try."

Dong Yu smiled and said, "Cold Winter Valley and White Cloud Sect have no grievances, so they definitely won't make a move against your Immortal Seed. However, the Heavenly Snake Sect and the Blood Spirit Sect might not be the same."

"Hmph, just with their sect's little ones, they want to make a move on Lu Yi?" Elder Chuyun scoffed coldly.

Lu Yi was, after all, the direct disciple of the Ling Luo Peak Master, whose strength was unfathomable. If it wasn't certain that there wasn't much danger for Lu Yi entering the East Forest Ruins, why would he let him enter?

Just then, a cold voice rang out, "Chuyun, it's been over two hundred years, and your cultivation base hasn't improved much, but your talk seems to have grown grander..."

Many cultivators turned their heads only to see an ancient ship shrouded in a sinister blood mist slowly approaching from the horizon.

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Even though there was still some distance, many cultivators could still feel the thick stench of blood.

"It's the Blood Spirit Sect's ancient ship!"

"The people from the Blood Spirit Sect have arrived, there's going to be a good show!"

"I heard that recently a Divinity Transformation Elder from the Blood Spirit Sect is nearing the end of his lifespan, and he dispatched cultivators to the White Cloud Territory to refine Blood Essence, causing quite a stir, and the animosity between the two sects has significantly escalated."

"Hey, the way you speak, it's as if without this incident, the two sects had no animosity. Remember, the leader of the Blood Spirit Sect died at the hands of someone from the White Cloud Sect."

"I wonder if they will start fighting now?"

Nearby, loose cultivators chatted as they watched the approaching Blood Spirit Sect's ancient ship.

Elder Chuyun's expression was no longer gentle but very cold as he watched the approaching Blood Spirit Sect ancient ship and scornfully chuckled, "Look who it is, Xue Luo. It seems the injury you sustained in that battle has healed quite a bit?"

A ray of blood light flew out from the ancient ship, arriving not far from Elder Chuyun, revealing an old man in a blood robe with blood-red hair as if it was dyed with fresh blood.

He looked at Chuyun, a streak of blood gleaming within his dark red pupils, and with a cold laugh, he then turned his gaze to the Ning Guang Ancient Ship.

Upon seeing Lu Yi, he did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes and grinned, saying, "Originally, I thought the young pups of White Cloud Sect didn't dare to come out, but to think you actually dared to show up? Since you're here, then don't bother returning."

Elder Chuyun's aura locked onto Xue Luo, preventing any sudden outbursts, and he indifferently said, "If your disciples from the Blood Spirit Sect can come, why can't the disciples from my White Cloud Sect come?"

Xue Luo, sensing Elder Chuyun's aura, coldly smiled but did not make a move, "I hope he will enter the ruins."

Lu Yi, aboard the ancient ship, naturally felt Xue Luo's murderous intent and was very annoyed, muttering, "That old man's gaze is really disgusting; he's so old and still wants to lay his hands on me? Shameless."

Next to him, Immortal Liu Ningshuang, her face icy, looked at Xue Luo and calmly said, "With Elder Chuyun and us here, outside the ruins, no one can touch you."

At that moment, Lu Yi suddenly frowned, sensing the undisguised malice emanating from the Blood Spirit Sect's ancient ship.

He turned his head to look over, and saw a handsome young man with a scar on his forehead looking at him.

Seeing Lu Yi looking over, the young man grinned uncontrollably, pointed at Lu Yi, and slowly drew his hand across his own throat.