Sitting Bolt Upright on My Deathbed, I Discovered I Was the Immortal Second Generation All Along
Only after Han Xuanji's aura completely dissipated did Imperial Lord Yunmiao slowly breathe a sigh of relief. His body went limp as he leaned back on the jade chair in the hall, letting out a long sigh. A look of mixed amusement and exasperation appeared on his face as he muttered to himself:
"Every time I talk to this kid, I feel so much pressure. That kind of pressure, stemming from the difference in strength, is really hard to bear."
He raised his hand to rub his temples, his heart filled with emotion.
"Everyone outside says I have a discerning eye and have nurtured an Supreme Heavenly Venerable, but only I know that I actually didn't teach you anything."
Your talent back then was already extraordinary, and your cultivation speed was even faster. All I could do was provide you with a place to stay. I am truly unworthy of the title of 'Master'."
Despite this, Imperial Lord Yunmiao's face was full of satisfaction. He looked towards the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace shrouded in mist outside the palace, his heart filled with endless emotion:
"Regardless of the circumstances, Spirit Void Heavenly Palace owes its current status entirely to your protection. Over the years, Spirit Void Heavenly Palace has received countless favors from you."
Looking back, it all seems like a lifetime ago. That somewhat green young cultivator who ascended from the Spirit Realm has now grown into an invincible, supreme Celestial Supreme Heavenly Venerable the heavens.
After a long while, Imperial Lord Yunmiao slowly got up, his expression becoming solemn again. He made a silent resolution: he must rectify the sect's atmosphere, protect the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace, and take good care of Han Yun and Han Shou, so as not to let down Han Xuanji's trust.
Time flies like an arrow; a thousand years can pass in the blink of an eye.
Over the past millennium, the Immortal Realm has flourished ever more, with numerous geniuses emerging from various Immortal Domain and sects standing side by side, presenting a scene of great prosperity.
As a top sect in the Immortal Realm, Spirit Void Heavenly Palace still firmly holds its leading position. With the protection of Han Xuanji and the meticulous management of Imperial Lord Yunmiao, the sect's power has grown stronger day by day, and its disciples are spread throughout the world, making it a sacred place of cultivation in the hearts of countless cultivators.
On this day, the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace was bustling with activity and filled with celestial energy, as the Hundred-Lineage Grand Competition was held as scheduled.
In the central arena of the Heavenly Palace, banners fluttered, and countless disciples gathered together, their expressions excited, their eyes filled with a desire for glory. The Hundred-Lineage Grand Competition was not only a trial ground for the disciples of the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace, but also a shortcut to the Profound Mystic Heaven Dao Palace. Only those who stood out could obtain the qualification to go to the Profound Mystic Heaven Dao Palace and follow the Supreme Great Heavenly Venerable for cultivation.
On the grandstand of the martial arts arena, Imperial Lord Yunmiao sat in the main seat, his expression majestic. Ten chief seats were arranged around him, and he watched the competition in the arena with a deep gaze.
Han Yun and Han Shou stood side by side on one side of the stands, their auras calm and composed, completely different from how they were a thousand years ago.
After a thousand years of cultivation, Han Shou, with the top-tier physical body bestowed upon him by Han Xuanji and his own profound spiritual foundation, had already broken through to the Golden Immortal Realm realm. His aura was thick and refined, and his every move exuded composure.
Han Yun, with his exceptional Cultivation Method bestowed upon him by Han Xuanji, has been cultivating at an astonishing pace. He has now also stepped into the Golden Immortal, becoming one of the most outstanding young disciples of the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace. With his upright posture, sharp eyes, and a faint immortal aura surrounding him, he exudes the spirited demeanor of a prodigy.
The competition in the arena was in full swing, with the prodigies displaying their Divine Ability, their magical skills surging, and their Spiritual Qi stirring, eliciting gasps of amazement from the stands.
Han Yun's gaze fell on a familiar figure in the arena—it was Li Nantian.
A thousand years have passed, and Li Nantian has reached the Peak Golden Immortal. His strength has improved considerably since then, and his moves are sharp and his methods are well-structured. He has overcome many obstacles and defeated all opponents, but in the end, he was no match for a monstrous genius from the Chaos in the competition among the top 328, and his journey ended in regret.
After the competition ended, Li Nantian walked off the training ground looking somewhat dejected. Seeing Han Yun and Han Shou in the distance, he cupped his hands and approached them, his tone tinged with self-deprecation:
" Han Yun and Fellow Han Shou, your cultivation has advanced to such a high level that it is truly admirable."
As for me, I still haven't achieved my dream from back then; I didn't even make it into the top 100.
Han Shou smiled and returned the greeting with a cupped hand:
"Brother Li, don't be discouraged. There are countless geniuses in the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace. Being among the top 328 is already a top-tier achievement."
If a thousand years isn't enough, then cultivate for another thousand years. One day, you will surely achieve your wish and step into the Mystic Heaven Dao Palace.
Han Yun nodded in agreement, his eyes full of sincerity:
"Brother Li is quite talented, but he lacks a bit of fortuitous opportunity. Given time, he will surely stand out."
Li Nantian gave a wry smile and shook his head:
"Forget it, we can't force it. But given time, you two will surely emerge victorious in the Hundred-Lineage Grand Competition and travel to the Mystic Heaven Dao Palace. Perhaps you'll even get to meet the Supreme Great Heavenly Venerable."
Having said that, he bowed and took his leave, turning away. Though there was a hint of loneliness in his figure, there was still a sense of unwillingness and determination—he had not given up. A thousand years of cultivation had long since smoothed out his restlessness, but it could Imperishable the obsession in his heart.
Watching Li Nantian's retreating figure, Han Yun felt a surge of emotions, and swallowed back the words he had wanted to say.
Han Shou gently patted his shoulder and whispered:
"After a thousand years, we have finally figured everything out."
Han Yun nodded slowly, a hint of daze in his eyes.
Over the course of a thousand years, he and Han Shou never stopped searching for news about Han Xuanji, seeking out the older generation of disciples of the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace and consulting the sect's ancient books. Finally, they pieced together the complete truth: Imperial Lord Yunmiao had taken in countless disciples throughout his life, but only one disciple was surnamed Han, and the Supreme Great Heavenly Venerable who traversed the Chaos and intimidated all the heavens was surnamed Han.
No further words were needed; the two already understood that Ancestor Xuanji was the legendary Supreme Great Heavenly Venerable, a legend of the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace, and the faith of the entire Immortal Realm.
"So, it turns out I've become the biggest 'second-generation immortal' in the Immortal Realm."
Han Yun muttered to himself, his heart filled with complex emotions—shock, joy, and a touch of disbelief.
He never imagined that he, an ordinary cultivator who ascended from the lower realm, would have such a terrifying ancestor.
However, a thousand years have passed, and they have never seen Han Xuanji again, not even in an avatar.
Han Yun couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Han Shou saw through his thoughts and gently comforted him:
"Don't be disappointed, your master must have more important things to do."
All we can do now is focus on cultivation and strive to improve our strength. When you win the championship in the Hundred-Lineage Grand Competition and enter the Mystic Heaven Dao Palace, you will naturally have the opportunity to meet him."
Han Yun a deep breath, the disappointment in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by a determined light:
"Grandpa Shou, you're right. I will definitely cultivate diligently and strive to become the champion of the Hundred-Lineage Grand Competition as soon as possible, enter the Mystic Heaven Dao Palace, meet the Ancestor, and repay his kindness!"
Han Shou nodded with satisfaction. The two exchanged a glance, both having a shared goal.
On the other side, Han Xuanji spared a glance at the Hundred-Lineage Grand Competition of the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace and found it somewhat uninteresting.
Just then, a crisp and efficient voice rang out, breaking the silence.