I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 79 - So You Want to Transcend Too

Amidst the undying light, the extraordinary profession underwent changes.

Extraordinary Profession: Martial Artist (Marrow Refining 7.21%) Taoist (Qi Nourishing 20.23%)

The practice of the Qi Nourishing Realm was extremely swift, partly because Liang Hui often “dreamed into” the Taoist state, observing the flow of mana within.

On the other hand, he lacked not the herbal materials aiding the Qi Nourishing practice—all were spoils of battle he had won through fighting.

However, regarding the progression beyond the subsequent realm of a Taoist,

Liang Hui conjectured through Taoist Scriptures that even with Qi Nourishing 100%, one might not necessarily break through to the Seal Script level.

After all, transitioning from Qi Nourishing to Seal Script required not incessant cultivation, but rather grasping that flicker of spiritual enlightenment and understanding between oneself and the seal material.

Qi Nourishing 100% should meet the basic requirements for Seal Script, enabling one to attempt to grasp and pursue that flicker of spiritual enlightenment.

This was why the world had far more Martial Artists than Taoists—that flicker of enlightenment and understanding was too elusive.

And the Qi Nourishing Realm Taoists that Liang Hui had encountered in the black market of Yuanshui City and at the Chen Family indeed confirmed this fact.

Qi Nourishing was easy; Seal Script was difficult!

Collecting his scattered thoughts, the youth stood up and went outside the cave to prepare his medicinal herbs.

At the same time, he took the opportunity to practice his fist techniques.

It wasn’t until late at night that Liang Hui ceased his punches, finished his medicinal broth, and re-entered the cave to resume Marrow Refining.

Thus, he cultivated the Martial Path in the morning: Marrow Refining, Myriad Beasts Fist, and Heaven-Holding Thunder Fist.

At noon he practiced the Qi Nourishing Realm, and in the evening, he still cultivated the Martial Path.

Every day, Liang Hui made rapid progress, transforming the resources at his disposal into strength.

…

Three days later, at the site where Wei Qin died.

A blurry figure stood silently, barely discernible in a red robe with golden trim.

She bent down to touch the earth, as if feeling for something.

A moment later, she straightened up.

“So this is where you died?” she murmured.

“Unable to calculate, unable to track, it only leaves that person, doesn’t it?”

The words were hoarse but laced with a tinge of regret.

“I once told you that you weren’t suited for the ruthless path, coming here alone for a mere possibility, afraid that he might escape?”

“Using death itself to convey a message to me, to seize the opportunity.”

“Actually, there was no need to worry so much, anything is better than that memory where naïve punches led to a brutal end,” she whispered softly.

Meanwhile, her mind pieced together the information she had gathered and the locations where Liang Hui had appeared.

All the pieces of information slowly connected, finally forming a trail from Yunzhou, stretching across Leizhou to the east, and then turning north.

“Yanzhou or the grasslands?” she whispered as her blurry figure disappeared from the spot, her empty right arm faintly visible as she left.

…

Cultivation knows not the passage of time.

In a trance, a month and a half had elapsed.

During this period, Liang Hui immersed himself in dedicated cultivation, resulting in substantial progress for both martial artists and Taoist priests.

(Marrow Refining 47.32%) (Qi Nourishing 218%)

The Marrow Refining Realm was almost halfway traversed; he should be able to break through after about two months of cultivation.

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And Qi Nourishing had long since met the basic conditions for Seal Script; he was currently observing the Crimson Cloud Sword, seeking that touch of inspiration and ingenuity.

He had a feeling that the sense of inspiration and ingenuity was not far off.

However, it was time for him to leave this place, as the auxiliary materials for Marrow Refining were consumed far too quickly, exceeding his estimations.

This left him with a scant amount of Marrow Refining materials, despite adding to it from his spoils of combat.

Liang Hui speculated that this might be the result of his pursuit of perfection during the Marrow Refining process, warming and nurturing every marrow in his body, no matter how large or small.

Unlike ordinary martial artists who would warm only the majority of their marrow and then hastily step into Organ Refining.

He halted the train of thoughts within his mind.

After one last look at the cave behind him, Liang Hui, donned in a blue robe and carrying a halberd and longbow, set off towards the north.

He planned to acquire the necessary cultivation resources by exchanging with some of the big families after reaching Yanzhou.

Mountains, rivers, and forests were effortlessly crossed by Liang Hui.

Along the way, whether bandits who haunted the mountains and forests or fierce and ferocious beasts and exotic beasts, all turned into lost souls under his halberd.

Town North Pass.

The largest checkpoint between Leizhou and Yanzhou, it also served as a fortress defending against the steppes.

During both the Great Tang and Great Zhou periods, the invasions from the northern steppes never ceased.

Though the allied forces from the steppes had penetrated Yanzhou several times, they were always repelled by Town North Pass, unable to advance half a step further.

However, the last time the steppe allied forces reached this pass was seven years ago.

The imposing pass now lacked some of the martial ferocity and bloodshed, replaced by a bustling marketplace.

A long queue was lined up before the city gates, steadily advancing as if being devoured by a massive beast.

A young man in a blue robe, with an ordinary-looking face, carrying a halberd and longbow, and with a longsword slung at his waist, stood in the middle of the queue.

However, the young man’s brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was worried about something.

As the line moved forward, the concern in the young man’s deep-set eyes grew more pronounced as he stared into the horizon.

This young man was Liang Hui, whose facial features had changed once again.

At this moment, a sense of unease and danger was approaching from all directions, and as he neared the fortress, the sense of danger intensified.

A subtle voice in his heart persisted in urging him to leave this place.

‘Is this the kindness of the world? So you too wish to transcend.’

He muttered softly to himself, with the incoming unease signaling, through every blade of grass, stone, and even the roads, that moving forward would bring misfortune.

Liang Hui chuckled, undisturbed by the surprised looks from the people around him.

‘So this was your ultimate goal. My plans have indeed been disrupted, not bad.’

Being clever, he had his suspicions regarding those in Yanzhou waiting for him.

His hand grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

He turned and left.

He had always been someone who took advice.

His figure gradually disappeared into the rising dust.

…

Half a month later.

Upon the mountain peaks, a young man donning a blue robe wielded his sharp sword with sweeping motions.

Dense shadows of the sword filled the sky, leaving trails upon the earth.

As time elapsed, the movements of the longsword in the young man’s hands became swifter.

There was no longer any sign of the young man atop the mountain; only the dazzling dance of the sword remained.

In his mind, the image of a red flying sword vibrated with each motion of his sword dance.

Until it touched Liang Hui’s consciousness, as if blending milk with water.

For the first time, Liang Hui could distinctly feel the spirit, sharpness, and heat of the Crimson Cloud Sword.