Cultivation Online

“Yes. Although we weren’t that interested at first, we came here after hearing about the Immortal Monastery. Believe it or not, my ancestors used to be disciples of the Immortal Monastery—at least according to the records they left behind,” said the red-robed woman, who was surnamed Zhang.

“I decided to tag along with her since it sounded interesting,” said Fairy Li.

“What about you, Junior Sister Tan? Where have you been lately? It’s been years since we’ve heard from you,” Fairy Zhang inquired.

“I went to fulfill my Pact of Vengence,” she calmly said.

“Oh? You’ve finally found that bastard who broke your heart? Did you tear him limb from limb?” Fairy Li’s eyes flickered with excitement.

“I hope you cut off his manhood!” Fairy Zhang gestured a chopping motion with her arm.

Yuan’s eyes widened at these ladies’ viciousness that betrayed their gentle appearances.

Tan Songyun shook her head and said, “I found him, but the situation is much more complicated than I thought.”

“What’s so complicated about it? The man toyed with you and broke your heart. It’s as simple as it gets.”

Tan Songyun sighed, “I wish it were that simple. Don’t worry. I am handling it right now.”

“Well, it’s your Pact of Vengence, so we have no say in how you want to take revenge. However, if you ever need help, don’t hesitate to contact us. You’re Lady Wei’s favorite, after all,” Fairy Li said.

“Can you stop saying it like that? It has a weird tone to it.”

“But it’s true! The two of you are like real sisters,” Fairy Zhang remarked.

Tan Songyun and these two individuals continued chatting for the next several days, with Tan Songyun recalling her experiences of the last few years without mentioning Yuan directly. Yuan and Xi Meili merely sat together in silence, patiently waiting for the Immortal Monastery to open.

During the next few days, numerous people approached Yuan and Xi Meili, hoping to acquire an entry slot. However, both of them consistently denied possessing one, calmly explaining that they were only there to spectate.

While some individuals resorted to slightly aggressive questioning, they ultimately walked away without escalating the situation. Unlike in the outside world, their inability to use spiritual energy inside the Hidden Domain made any potential conflict far riskier. Additionally, acting like a bandit in such a public setting, surrounded by other famous cultivators, would severely tarnish their reputations.

“The Immortal Monastery will be open shortly! Everyone with an entry slot, please gather before the golden gates!” Sect Leader Bao announced shortly after he appeared on the peak.

Hearing this, all of the participants began gathering in front of the entrance.

Feng Yuxiang emerged from Yuan’s Dantian and said, “Good luck, you guys.”

Since she wasn’t participating, she had to stay outside with the others.

“By the way, what about Xiao Hua?” Feng Yuxiang asked through voice transmission.

Yuan sighed, “Due to her status as an Exile, I do not want to expose her to so many people from the upper heavens here if I don’t have to. I’ll see if I can enter with her first. If I can enter with my Soul Weapons, there’s a good chance I can enter with Xiao Hua inside my Dantian.”

“In that case, I’ll come with you,” Feng Yuxiang said before returning to his Dantian again.

A few minutes later, the massive golden gates began to emit a profound and ancient aura. The energy spread outward in a ripple, sweeping across the entire area like an invisible wave.

The aura carried a weight of timelessness, as though it had existed for millennia, untouched by the flow of time. Those present could feel its immense power, leaving many in awe and silence as they braced themselves for what was about to unfold.

The aura continued to surge forth like a broken dam, each ripple growing increasingly powerful as it radiated across the area.

The sheer intensity of the energy made the air feel heavier with every wave, pressing down on everyone present. Some cultivators instinctively took a step back, their faces pale as they struggled to withstand the overwhelming force.

“This is Immortal Qi!”

“A mere gate is exuding Immortal Qi? I cannot imagine what the rest of the Immortal Monastery will look like!” The participants trembled with excitement.

Sometime later, the aura ceased its outward expansion, but it continued to radiate power around the golden gate.

Then, a deep, ancient voice echoed across the area, its tone imbued with an overwhelming sense of authority and timelessness. Each word resonated deeply, causing the souls of those present to tremble in reverence, as if they were before a god.

“Welcome to the Immortal Monastery. My surname is Xian, and I was once called the Ancient Immortal.”

“Ancient Immortal!” Ji Ran exclaimed in shock after hearing this name. “That’s the Immortal Monastery’s founder! However, this makes no sense. The Ancestor died long before the sect collapsed. Why would he create a place like this?”

Hearing this, Yuan said, “He could be an imposter for all we know.”

“That’s true. Even I don’t know what the founder’s voice sounds like, so this could very well be a fake.”

The voice continued, its tone unwavering and solemn, “I created this place shortly before my death, as a safeguard in the event that the Immortal Monastery is ever destroyed or ceases to exist—as pessimistic as that might sound. If the Immortal Monastery still stands to this very day, consider this an opportunity to glimpse what life was like during its earliest days.”

“You will also have the chance to earn rewards—powerful martial techniques, cultivation methods, treasures, and rare herbs that were available during the Primordial Era. However, do not think these rewards will come easily. Only by passing the trials I have created will you be deemed worthy of acquiring them.”

“If you somehow manage to pass all of my trials, I will even allow you to inherit my legacy, which includes the Immortal Monastery.”

The moment these words echoed through the air, the crowd’s collective breath hitched. Many swallowed hard, their eyes flickering with unmistakable greed and desire.