True Immortal

True Immortal

The Palace of Vast Cold.

Lunar Yin light spilled down slowly, flowing like mercury across the ground.

Osmanthus petals drifted amid wind and snow. The Silver Crow cried in the night, and the Jade Rabbit raced east.

Amid the silver-clad landscape, Fang Qing appeared, a blue-green halo behind him crowned with crimson, blood-colored merit.

"Greetings, Imperial Lord!"

Xu the Immortal Official knelt on the ground and bowed with utmost respect.

He was one of Fang Qing's old retainers. Later, when Fang Qing created Primordial Central Heaven, he had brought Xu into the Grotto-Heaven, reshaped his body, and bestowed Divine Elixir cultivation upon him. He had also imprinted a wealth of knowledge upon him, so he could teach those [Lunar Yin] seeds.

Thus, Xu the Immortal Official knew not only the Qi Refinement Way realms such as Spirit Transformation, but also that above Attendant Deity lay the Divine Elixir realm—

Qin Ruxue, Fang Xianyuan, and the other disciples had received his instruction. In terms of knowledge and discernment, they already stood at the pinnacle of the Breath-Nourishing Dao.

"I intend to build another hall."

Fang Qing spoke calmly, secretly communicating with his original body in the Spirit Realm.

Meanwhile.

The Spirit Realm.

The Universe Sect.

Beigong Wei's aura had grown unfathomable, a clear sign that her magical power had advanced considerably.

"Young Master's methods are beyond the reckoning of gods and ghosts—this Universe Sect actually belongs entirely to him, doesn't it?"

Now that she controlled the Myriad Beasts Immortal Palace, she no longer thought much of the Universe Sect. Still, she had to admit that Fang Qing's maneuver back then had utterly dazzled her.

He had already controlled the supreme elder, Profound Light Superior, yet had continued pretending to be an ordinary elder.

*Those foreign-race Mahayana cultivators who died,