Chapter 431: Prepared For All Possibilities (2)

Chapter 431: Prepared For All Possibilities (2)

Wu Yuan nodded gently.

The contents of the immortal slip were simple. It detailed a brand new identity that the Dragon Star Immortal Sect had created for him. According to this new identity, he was born in a small worldlet called the Nine Summers World, and after reaching the Golden Core phase, he arrived at the Redmoon Immortal Continent.

Every facet of his life, from the moment of his birth to the inheritance of the Dark Earth Sword Codex, and every step of his growth and breakthroughs, was meticulously documented.

And according to the immortal slip, a High Immortal from the sect who was proficient in illusion arts personally visited the Nine Summers World, employed illusion arts to plant memories directly into the minds of all the beings in this small worldlet, and even forged many relics.

In a nutshell, unless an Archimmortal or higher-level powerhouse personally investigated Wu Yuan’s past, no one would see any reason to question it.

Meanwhile, based on Li Xia's fabricated profile, he was two years older than Wu Yuan, distinguishing it from his Summerpeak true self’s identity.

"We will have your spirit beast, Qiong Sea, consume a special treasure that helps him undergo a bloodline evolution, changing his appearance entirely. He will also be made to vow never to reveal any secrets about Summerpeak," stated High Immortal Nan Yin.

Qiong Sea was the only flaw in Li Xia's fabricated identity, which was now duly rectified.

"Sorry for the trouble, Master," Wu Yuan felt grateful. These matters might not be difficult for a High Immortal, but they required both time and effort to complete. Furthermore, they had to be done with complete secrecy. This only showed High Immortal Nan Yin's meticulousness.

"Haha, it's nothing. You are my only disciple, and I have no descendants," High Immortal Nan Yin laughed. "Who else would I worry about if not you? I hope to see you make a name for yourself in the immortal continent with your sword, your fame echoing through the entire immortal nation and immortal world."

"I will definitely work hard," Wu Yuan solemnly replied, feeling his master's love and expectations. Naturally, his motivation to cultivate grew stronger.

"I have obtained a special arcane art that will help you to conceal your identity. You can study it in the Dragon Star Immortal Voidrealm," High Immortal Nan Yin said.

"In addition, you may redeem ether arts, saber codices, and the like as needed by your body refiner self within the sect. I will restrict access to your redemption history as well. Apart from the abbot and a few others like Sword Immortal Dong Yang, no one will know."

"Alright, that's all for now, you may leave. Come see me again when it’s time for your next tutorial session," High Immortal Nan Yin dismissed Wu Yuan.

"Understood," Wu Yuan stood up, bowed, and left.

...

Upon returning to his world residence, Wu Yuan entered the Dragon Star Immortal Voidrealm right away. Inside his personal hall, a book-like virtual immortal slip floated, glistening and sparkling in the light.

"Browse." Wu Yuan gave a mental command. His Soul Force swiftly processed the intelligence within the virtual immortal slip, and information flooded into his mind.

What stood out was a method – ‘Nine Soul Change’.

It had only one effect – inducing the soul's aura to gradually undergo subtle changes through cultivation. The changes might not be huge, but they were practical.

To immortal cultivators, the appearance of the physical body means nothing. Wu Yuan mused inwardly.

Any immortal cultivator could change their appearance at will. Physical appearances didn’t mean much.

Once qi refiners reached the Void Refiner phase, they essentially discarded the physical body to a certain extent.

The Moonsilver Tournament is still ten years away. My mana has not yet reached the ninth-stage Golden Core phase, and I have not reached the initiate threshold of the ‘Extended Life Sword Codex’. There is no rush. One step at the time. Wu Yuan plotted the path ahead for his qi refiner self.

The main gist was: cultivate in seclusion. As for the redemption of saber codices from the sect’s Daoist Scripture Tower mentioned by his master, Wu Yuan had his own considerations.

If the saber codices I choose are too weak, they will not make a big difference to my strength. If they’re too strong, my body refiner self will have trouble explaining it to the Bloodforge Devil Hall when the time comes. Wu Yuan thought to himself.

This might not be something that High Immortal Nan Yin hadn’t considered. However, Wu Yuan did not fully reveal everything about the Summerpeak World to High Immortal Nan Yin, keeping some information to himself.

Although he was sincerely grateful to his master, Wu Yuan was rational enough not to reveal all his secrets.

No rush. My body refiner self is strong enough now. Even if I redeem a saber codex, it will not make much of a difference to my strength in the short term. Wu Yuan made a decision. I’ll redeem a powerful saber codex from the Bloodforge Devil Hall after joining it.

That was Wu Yuan's plan. By then, the teachings that his body refiner self needed could be directly obtained from the Bloodforge Devil Hall.

...

In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.

Summerpeak World, South Ocean of the Middle Land.

Less than a thousand li from the Min Continent lay a small, deserted island which was only a few li in diameter.

On one side of the island's beach was a colossal black jiaolong leisurely sprawled on the sand, allowing the waves to lap against its mighty body.

Beside it stood a man in green robes, a middle-aged figure with worry etched on his face. He paced back and forth along the beach, glancing northward from time to time.

That was the direction of the Middle Land.

"Jing Shan," the black jiaolong rumbled, "Can you stop pacing? It's giving me a headache. You've cultivated for thousands of years, and you're the founder of a sect. Can't you be a bit more composed?"

The man in green robes was none other than a peak powerhouse of Summerpeak mainland—Reverend Jing Shan.

He was the master of the Jingshan Sect, one of the three great immortal sects of the Summerpeak mainland.

"Senior Long, how can I not be anxious?" Reverend Jing Shan shook his head, "Wu Yuan's choice will affect the future of Summerpeak World.”

“You established a relationship with him early on. But what about me? Now that the Huoyan Sect is facing the threat of annihilation, who knows whether he'll target my Jingshan Sect in the future?" Reverend Jing Shan wrung his hands.

"What's the use of fretting?" Daoist Long swung his large head around.

Everything was coming along nicely. Moreover, he was favored by Protectorate Xiong Yuan, and close to becoming a formal member of the Bloodforge Devil Hall. Naturally, he had nothing to worry about.

"Senior Long, is Wu Yuan really as strong as you say? Did Protectorate Xiong Yuan truly make that promise?" In his nervousness, Reverend Jing Shan began asking one question after another.

"Of course it's true, Jing Shan. I watched you grow up. Would I lie to you?" Daoist Long shook his head. "If I wanted to deceive you, there would be no need for me to pass the news to you."