Infinite Save: I Cultivate Immortality Through Reincarnation

The young cultivator in plain-colored daoist robes who heard this did not reply right away. He simply let out a small sneer, as if suddenly amused, and only then continued:

“From what you said, you’re using Realman Du Cang’s name to pressure me?”

“I do not know, senior, why you would interpret it that way. I only advise you to consider the greater good.”

Xiao Bo’an said this with a very casual air.

At present, Mirage Palace, aside from the very few inner court disciples dispatched elsewhere and several thousand outer court disciples, was left with only Realman Sun-Eroding Liang Huan as a lone commander.

And Realman Sun-Eroding Liang Huan was not actually an Ascending to Immortality steward who came from Weaving Dreams Tower. In fact, those who cultivate the Weaving Dreams Tower Night Sky Observation Mirror simply could never reach the Immortal Ascension Realm.

Divine Ability Realm was the final limit attainable by practitioners of the Night Sky Observation Mirror.

In Xiao Bo’an’s view, he himself was currently the only person in the Chenping Continent who still mastered the Weaving Dreams Tower Night Sky Observation Mirror.

The Weaving Dreams Tower’s inheritance had always represented the very foundation of Mirage Palace.

If Mirage Palace’s legacy were to continue, his existence was indispensable.That conviction was the source of Xiao Bo’an’s confidence in speaking with the plain-robed young cultivator before him.

“It seems you truly do not know who I am.”

The young cultivator sighed, then shook his head, clearly amused by what Xiao Bo’an had just said.

“May I ask your honored name?”

Xiao Bo’an cupped his hands and asked.

“The Night Sky Observation Mirror of Weaving Dreams Tower has been passed down in Mirage Palace since before the age of Heavenly Summit Mountain. It can indeed be said to be the sect’s foundational root.”

The plain-robed young cultivator ignored Xiao Bo’an’s question and strolled slowly with his hands behind his back.

“Over the long course of transmission, many great powers of Mirage Palace have continually tested and refined the Night Sky Observation Mirror that serves as the sect’s root. In other words, the Night Sky Observation Mirror has been constantly evolving.”

The young cultivator continued:

“Until eight thousand years ago, the Night Sky Observation Mirror ultimately went astray and became harmful to this world. So now would be the time to correct the chaos. How could you suggest, as you did, that it continue to be passed down?”

Xiao Bo’an’s face changed slightly upon hearing this.

Compared with the shock of being recognized by this young cultivator while he attempted possession through illusion, having the true nature of the Weaving Dreams Tower’s secret illusion techniques exposed in a single sentence threw Xiao Bo’an into even greater turmoil.

Who exactly was this plain-robed young cultivator?

Xiao Bo’an suddenly made a connection.

Back at the Floating Light Summit Dao Inquiry in the Northern Region of the Chenping Continent, the Immortal Ascension reincarnation of Pure Dust True Person, Qiu Siruo’s reincarnated body Si Youyou, often used as her most common technique on the arena platform the secret art of Return-Into-Emptiness Pavilion—the Thousand Clouds Transformation.

At that time Xiao Bo’an had already spotted the clue, but he had said nothing, quietly filing the matter away in his mind.

Now, recalling what the young cultivator had just said, he understood completely: this plain-robed young cultivator must have deep ties with Mirage Palace.

No—he likely had very deep historical ties.

As the inheritor of the Weaving Dreams Tower Night Sky Observation Mirror and the most gifted illusion disciple of the tower in a thousand years, Xiao Bo’an knew the evolution of the Night Sky Observation Mirror well.

He also knew exactly what had happened eight thousand years ago.

“Who exactly are you?”

Xiao Bo’an’s expression grew increasingly taut.

“Eight thousand years ago, I witnessed everything Supreme Imperial Law Elder Shang Ao did. I remember that seventy thousand years ago, the steward of Mirage Palace once entrusted me: if Mirage Palace were in peril in the future, to lend a hand.”

The young cultivator said slowly:

“Unfortunately, eight thousand years ago I could not stop Shang Ao. Not long ago I could not stop Gu Jing and Qiu Siruo either. But now, perhaps I can still recover something.”

Seventy thousand years ago, eight thousand years ago, Gu Jing and Qiu Siruo…

Xiao Bo’an finally began to realize something.

There were seven reincarnated Ascending to Immortality cultivators across the Chenping Continent, information he had learned from the two Ascending to Immortality greats at Heavenly Summit Mountain.

Excluding the four stewards from the Four Great Sects and the two stewards from Heavenly Summit Mountain, the seventh had remained mysterious, never revealing himself to the world, and the other six had always treated him with great caution.

If the young cultivator before him was that Ascension reincarnation, combined with what he had just said…

His identity was already quite clear.

“Fusheng… Immortal Venerable?”

Xiao Bo’an murmured.

Mr. You smiled kindly and then said softly:

“Didn’t I tell you who I was? I heard you like to use Realman Du Cang’s name to pressure me.”

Xiao Bo’an’s mind seemed to disconnect entirely; he gave no reaction.

“The Weaving Dreams Tower Night Sky Observation Mirror is indeed the founding root of Mirage Palace, but a founding root that has gone astray does not need to continue.”

Mr. You said calmly:

“Let the inheritance of Weaving Dreams Tower’s illusionary art return to seventy thousand years ago.”

No sooner had Mr. You finished speaking than Xiao Bo’an felt his wrist go heavy.

When he came to, he realized his surroundings had been completely transformed.

He was no longer in the desert of the Chenping Continent’s Eastern Domain.

He was inside a cramped prison cell, and shackles engraved with an Energy Suppression Formula clamped his wrists.

“Weaving Dreams Tower illusions…”

Xiao Bo’an murmured, panic visible in his eyes. As the most illusionally gifted disciple of Mirage Palace in a thousand years, he quickly understood what had just occurred.

“That’s all. This ends here.”

Mr. You said softly.

...

Du Cang Mountain, Heavenly Summit Palace.

Chen Yan stood alone on the steps of Heavenly Summit Palace, watching the outer court disciples from the Five Great Sects below, busy clearing away the ruins.

“Master.”

Then he slowly spoke.

“Your spiritual sense is this keen?”

In the next instant, Mr. You appeared behind Chen Yan.

“After all, I am Ascending to Immortality, while you are Dao Union.”

Chen Yan answered calmly.

Mr. You looked slightly embarrassed at that, then changed the subject:

“I went to clear up some trash. If left where it was, it would leave future trouble.”

“I have something important to tell you, Master.”

Chen Yan did not ask what Mr. You had cleared away. He simply continued.

“What is it?”

Mr. You asked.

“When I went to Kongshan Sect, I met my old master there, Lin Qifeng, and it seems that when he was young he was especially favored by the reincarnation of True Person Kongmiao.”

Chen Yan said.

“Yan Yunhe?”

Mr. You said.

“Yes. But my master’s cultivation talent is actually rather mediocre. To learn why True Person Kongmiao favored him, I peered into the heavenly mechanisms.”

“And then?”

“The characteristics of Yan Yunhe’s threads of cause and effect…”

Chen Yan paused for a moment, then continued:

“Are exactly the same as the characteristics of the threads of cause and effect I once bore for more than sixty thousand years, the ones tied to Bai Chen, the Ultimate Sage of Imperial Void.”