Disciple, You Are a Natural Corpse Immortal

Corpse Immortal?

Yang He's face showed surprise, but inwardly he was pondering Grandmaster Taiyi's intentions.

One had to know, in Investiture of the Gods, mortals were like ants. It seemed like immortal opportunities were everywhere, with immortal cave dwellings scattered about.

But the problem was, the Investiture of the Gods itself was a game of chess...

Once you entered the game, your life and death would no longer be your own. However, Yang He had no reason to refuse, after all, it was the Daoist Initiate who entered the game, what did it have to do with him?

"Master, what is a Corpse Immortal?"

Grandmaster Taiyi smiled and explained, "A Corpse Immortal refers to one whose physical body decays but whose soul is immortal and indestructible. They benefit greatly from cultivation, but achieving immortality and enlightenment will be slightly more difficult."

Yang He felt that Grandmaster Taiyi's words were vague.

A Corpse Immortal likely had both advantages and disadvantages. Could it be that he wanted Yang He to be Nezha's subordinate?

"Master, even if I cannot achieve immortality and enlightenment, I am still a disciple of Qianyuan Mountain."

Grandmaster Taiyi nodded in satisfaction, then took out a piece of earth-yellow jade from his embrace. With a simple swipe, it transformed into the style of a seal.

"The Chan Sect uses jade as its pháp ấn, and I am one of the Twelve Golden Immortals. I deliberately used Shoushan stone as a symbol of identity for my Dao field."

"From now on, when you travel outside, you can present this pháp ấn to prove your identity."

Grandmaster Taiyi's third hand was carved with patterns, and yin qi could be seen emanating from it. However, he suddenly stopped while carving the name.

Yang He's mouth twitched. Before Grandmaster Taiyi could speak, he quickly reminded him, "Yang He."

"Your disciple's name is Yang He."

"'He' means completeness, but you are a cripple, hehehe."

The pháp ấn then fully took shape. The top was carved with over a dozen intertwined arms, and the bottom read, 'Second Generation Disciple of Golden Light Cave, Yang He.'

"Qianyuan Mountain is my Dao field, and Golden Light Cave is where the true transmission resides."

Yang He took the pháp ấn, and without needing to refine it, it integrated into his Niwan Palace.

[Qianyuan Mountain Pháp Ấn]

[A high-grade yin artifact refined from Shoushan stone by Grandmaster Taiyi, representing the identity of Yang He, the second-generation disciple of Golden Light Cave, Qianyuan Mountain.]

With this, Yang He finally had a backing. His senior brother Nezha, his master Grandmaster Taiyi, his grandmaster Venerable Lord of Primordial Beginning...

Wait.

Yang He suddenly felt a chill, recalling the Thousand Mile Ghost Corpse in the second layer of hell.

Could Old Master Bigan in the sky be related to the Ghost Sealing Roll?

If he also entered the Ghost Sealing Roll, would it affect the Main World? After all, no matter what role he played, it would be under the name Yang He.

"I can't possibly see my own character in the Main World..."

Yang He suppressed his thoughts. Thinking too much was meaningless. Both worlds were incredibly dangerous. Seizing the opportunity to achieve immortality and enlightenment was the right path.

"Master, does achieving Corpse Immortal require learning divine ability and spells?"

"No rush. This opportunity was earned by you. After your senior brother Nezha recovers his consciousness, we will consider matters of the Corpse Immortal."

Grandmaster Taiyi caught another ghost and casually tossed it to Yang He.

Just as Yang He was about to reach out, he heard Grandmaster Taiyi say, "Use the arms of your Dharma Body. Do not let your physical body come into contact with malevolent spirits again."

Yin qi condensed into a ghost hand, and the moment it grasped the child ghost, its bones continuously shattered.

The child ghost struggled for a few breaths before turning withered.

Because the Three Mountains Goddess was integrated into it, the ghost hand, although semi-ethereal, had incredibly realistic blood vessels within, appearing somewhat strange.

Grandmaster Taiyi observed for a moment, "I bestowed the Dharma Body upon you as a precaution, I didn't expect you to comprehend divine abilities yourself."

"Master, will my Dharma Body be somewhat unconventional?"

Grandmaster Taiyi clicked his tongue in amazement, "More than unconventional. Our Qianyuan Mountain's Three-Headed, Six-Armed Dharma Body is a union of body and soul, while your Dharma Body is separate and independent."

"Interesting, truly interesting!"

Yang He gave a dry laugh, then proactively said, "I obtained a mystical method of Inner Elixir Art in my early years. When I encountered danger before, it was by refining my Dharma Body through the Inner Elixir Art that led to this."

"Inner Elixir Art? No wonder. But it's mainly due to your special physique."

"Heh heh."

Grandmaster Taiyi closed his eyes and asked, "What Inner Elixir Art is it? Tell me how you cultivate it."

The Daoist lineages of both worlds were similar, so Yang He held nothing back. After only a few sentences, Grandmaster Taiyi shook his head and indicated he understood.

"It's a heterodox path circulated by the Kunlun wandering immortals, hehe, it's truly your great fortune that you didn't refine yourself to death."

Grandmaster Taiyi tapped Yang He's forehead, and the complete Inner Elixir Art surged into his mind.

"I encountered the Inner Elixir Art in my early years. It's not a particularly profound mystical method, but it's suitable for balancing and jointly cultivating two types of divine abilities."

"Thank you, Master, for bestowing this method."

Yang He would likely not use the Inner Elixir Art. He had already refined the Potential Ghost in the Lore World, and he presumed it would be fine to bring back to the Main World.

His only concern was the drawback of the Potential Ghost, and the trouble it would cause if the Potential Ghost were to revive.

[Potential Ghost Path (Variant)]

[Once mastered, the Potential Ghost transforms into an extra arm. Those born as variants need to sever the blood vessels and meridians of their third arm daily; acquired variants must sever and re-refine the arm every hundred days.]

Yang He could now sense the abnormality of the Potential Ghost within him; as time passed, it was becoming increasingly uncontrollable.

The displayed information for those born as variants suggested they naturally possessed extra limbs.

Yang He's ghost hand was born after acquiring the Potential Ghost in the acquired realm, requiring him to sever and re-refine it every hundred days. The thought alone sent shivers down his spine.

"Master, is it true that only those born with extra hands and feet are suited for the Three-Headed, Six-Armed Dharma Body?"

"Almost forgot about that."

Grandmaster Taiyi chuckled, "Disciple, your Dharma Body was cultivated in the acquired realm. You need to re-refine it every hundred days, otherwise…"

"Otherwise, your divine abilities could suffer qi deviation, and hope for the Great Dao would be lost."

Yang He quickly acknowledged, simultaneously realizing that the revival of Hungry Ghosts was unique to the Main World.

It made sense. The Lore World was incredibly rich in yin qi and lacked the Eighteen Layers of Hell. The revival of Hungry Ghosts was indeed equivalent to qi deviation.

"Come, come, disciple, your master will teach you the grafting method for cultivating your Dharma Body."

Grandmaster Taiyi's lips moved, and a mystical method was directly transmitted into Yang He's mind. Including the annotations, the content was ten times more complex than the Qi Refining Method.

The weak ghost stage of the pupil ghost required the derivation of nine yin meridians.

The Potential Ghost was about supplementing the ghost hand with various types of ghosts.

The Three Mountains Goddess transformed into blood vessels, signifying that the first step was complete. Next, flesh and blood needed to be added, bones formed, meridians created, and skin applied.

With the method clearly understood, Yang He immediately sat cross-legged to process the Three Mountains Goddess.

The Three Mountains Goddess still had residual consciousness, which had to be repeatedly washed away by yin qi until the blood vessels within the ghost hand became natural.

Yang He gradually found his rhythm and was soon about to derive the fifth yin meridian.

He didn't know when he would be able to return to the Main World, but that didn't stop him from diligently cultivating. The yin qi concentration in Qing Lake was comparable to that in the back courtyard of a yamen.

Two days later, the white of the pupil ghost's eye smoothly gained a new blood thread.

Yang He continued refining qi in silence when Grandmaster Taiyi's voice abruptly interrupted him.

"Disciple, it's time to lay the foundation for your Corpse Immortal fortune, hehehe. Believe it or not, that coffin can barely hold it down anymore."

Yang He opened his eyes. A whirlpool was forming on the water surface where the coffin was located.

Countless eyeballs bobbed and sank within the whirlpool.