Heartfelt Submission, Immortal Methods

All of this was, naturally, the handiwork of Lin Xiaoyao.

He had caught a glimpse of the brother and sister by chance just moments ago.

He had overheard their conversation.

The little boy missed his home.

He even missed the pear blossoms behind their family house.

Although the sister scolded her young brother, her brows were clearly etched with a deep sense of homesickness.

It was hard on the two siblings; so young, yet forced to leave their parents and embark on the winding path of immortality.

Perhaps because their hearts were troubled, despite their decent aptitude, they had been unable to even take the first step of sensing the heaven and earth's origin energy.

Thinking of himself as a transmigrator, he knew he might never see his parents from his past life again.

Lin Xiaoyao felt a sense of empathy.

And so, a thought occurred to him.

He would help them.

Of course, he could not take the siblings home.

After all, they must have obtained their parents' consent to come up the mountain to seek immortality!

Taking them back now would be highly inappropriate.

According to the sect rules, one could only descend the mountain after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage.

However, while they could not go home, wanting to see pear blossoms...

This seemed to defy the laws of heaven and earth, but for Lin Xiaoyao, it was the perfect opportunity to test the effects of the Word of Law.

Thus, the scene that had just unfolded took place.

He did not waste much time or effort.

The entire process was actually extremely simple; Lin Xiaoyao had looked toward the distant pear tree and softly spoken two words: "Bloom!"

This divine ability was surprisingly useful. While it could not compare to a true saint who could determine the fate of heaven and earth with a single word, it was still infinitely profound and far superior to any other divine ability or spell in this world.

This sign-in had truly yielded a wonderful treasure!

Lin Xiaoyao was very satisfied.

However, his whim to help the little boy fulfill his wish to see the pear blossoms had caused a massive uproar throughout the Feathering Sect.

Although the two children were somewhat startled, they were still young and did not understand what this truly signified.

Daoist Shi, being a Golden Core cultivator, was a different story.

He was shocked out of his wits!

He released his divine sense to search the vicinity carefully, but found nothing amiss.

On the contrary, after catching a whiff of the pear blossoms' fragrance, he felt refreshed, and the minor bottleneck that had been troubling him lately seemed to be on the verge of loosening.

He was both shocked and delighted, but he dared not be negligent, nor did he dare to treat this matter as an immortal opportunity for himself alone to enjoy.

He made a prompt decision.

He immediately reported the news to the sect elders.

Before long, colorful streaks of light rose in the distance.

Daoist Shi squinted to look, and could not help but be struck with terror.

It was actually the various elders and heads of the sect, who had arrived in person after receiving the news.

And the person in the lead... was the Sect Master?

Daoist Shi was so frightened he dared not even breathe loudly. Although he had guessed that this matter would attract the sect's attention, the scene before him... was this not a bit too exaggerated?

The Sect Master and all the heads of the peaks had come in person?

Seeing the streaks of light descend, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "This disciple greets the Sect Master and the various Ancestral Masters."

The siblings were also so frightened they dared not breathe, and only after their master barked a command did they tremblingly come over to salute the various Ancestral Masters.

Master Green Feather, however, was very kind, and with a gentle expression, he asked the two siblings about the sequence of events.

He did not let a single detail slip by.

After clarifying the situation, he had Daoist Shi take the two siblings away.

Throughout the process, the elders listened quietly from the side.

The more they heard, the more astonished they became, and at this moment, they were looking at one another in dismay.

"Fellow junior brothers, what are your thoughts on this matter?"

Seeing that everyone remained silent, Master Green Feather had no choice but to take the initiative and speak.

"If I had not heard it with my own ears and seen it with my own eyes, I would simply not believe that such a scene could exist in this world."

"Indeed, for pear trees to bloom in the dead of winter, this defies the laws of heaven and earth!"

"And it is not protected by any formation; I have examined it carefully, and there is not a single anomaly in the vicinity."

The elders spoke all at once.

They were all figures who had lived for over a thousand years, possessing vast experience and knowledge.

Yet, everything that had occurred today opened everyone's eyes.

And they could not fathom the reason why.

After discussing for a long time, everyone was still unable to grasp the point.

"The Yang Siblings were slow to enter the sect earlier. Perhaps it was because they were homesick and their hearts were troubled, but in my view, it is also possible they encountered a cultivation barrier."

At this moment, the Peak Master of Sword-Flying Peak, who had remained silent until now, suddenly spoke. Unexpectedly, however, what he said was not about the pear trees blooming, but something else entirely.

"A cultivation barrier?"

The crowd was startled.

In truth, a so-called cultivation barrier, to put it simply, is a bottleneck on the path of immortality.

However, since it is a bottleneck, it is usually something only true cultivators encounter.

Yet, in very rare cases, those who have not yet embarked on the immortal path may get stuck at the very first hurdle, unable to even guide spiritual energy into their bodies.

This is what is known as a cultivation barrier.

When a cultivator encounters a bottleneck, they can find ways to break through it.

But if one is not even a cultivator, there is no way to speak of breaking through a bottleneck.

In such matters, the elders of the sect cannot help.

What is frustrating is that those with average aptitude usually do not encounter cultivation barriers; it is often only a small portion of those with exceptional talent who, through bad luck, run into such an obstacle.

It is a helpless outcome: despite having outstanding spiritual roots and aptitude, one cannot embark on the path of cultivation.

Anyone would sigh in regret.

Yet, wanting to solve this problem is incredibly difficult.

While it is not impossible, it requires nearly a thousand types of rare treasures and herbs to be refined into a spiritual pill for the individual to consume before the cultivation barrier can be broken.

This is quite awkward...

Even if one has outstanding aptitude, who knows what their future achievements will be?

On the path of cultivation, it is not as if geniuses have never died young.

Who would be willing to search for a thousand types of spiritual herbs for a mere potential genius who has yet to grow?

The crowd understood; the Yang Siblings were likely in this very situation.

"But according to what Junior Nephew Shi said earlier, the two of them merely smelled the fragrance of the pear blossoms and successfully guided spiritual energy into their bodies, reaching the first level of Qi Refining in the blink of an eye?"

The crowd looked at one another again.

This was simply a miracle... no, it was a divine manifestation.

One must realize that what was planted here were originally just ordinary pear trees.

Yet, could the effect of a few breaths of pear blossom fragrance actually compare to a spiritual pill refined from a thousand types of rare treasures?

This left all the elders in silence.

Although the expressions on their faces varied, their inner states were much like raging, turbulent waves.

Over and over, only one word came to mind... how could this be possible?

"To make pear trees bloom in the dead of winter, and for the fragrance of the blossoms to have such an effect—could this truly be the work of an immortal?"

The one who spoke this time was the Peak Master of Treasure Pill Valley.

Although he had the lowest cultivation among the elders, he was in charge of all alchemy matters for the Feathering Sect, and when it came to this issue, he was the one with the most authority to speak.