Stronger from Earth

Chapter 419 - 413: Immortal Seed

After years of warfare, the dust in the Evolution Realm has finally settled, and it won’t be long before it becomes part of Earth, just like the Wizard Realm.

The army stationed at the Realm Gate celebrated for a day before resting. After receiving battle reports, everyone was rewarded, promoted, and granted a month-long vacation.

As for the disciples of Mountain Gates like Wang Xuan and the Immortals, they were free spirits, retreating into the mountains like birds.

Immortal Martial Mountain also held a celebration, awarding disciples who made significant contributions in the battles of the Evolution and Wizard Realms, while paying homage to those who perished.

In just four or five years, Earth’s civilization engaged in realm wars repeatedly with other civilizations, and even the True Inheritors of Immortal Martial Mountain were at risk of falling.

On the main peak of He Fang’s lineage, disciples sat cross-legged on either side, Wang Xuan with Lin Cheng sat at the end, and He Fang sat alone on the platform. The disciples of Hongze and Wu Zhutian stood behind their masters.

"War takes lives. We reap its benefits, so naturally we must bear its risks.

In these hundreds of years, every True Immortal has faced life-and-death crises at least dozens of times. Of your master’s nine disciples, only seven remain; the others have fallen.

Perhaps one day, I too may perish on the battlefield, and you will not be spared either, unable to guarantee survival.

In such a time, it’s advance or retreat, be strong or perish. I hope you won’t slack on the path of cultivation, but brave the rapids with courage, to truly have the power to protect yourself in the future."

At the master-disciple banquet, He Fang drank and discussed freely with his disciples, reminding Wang Xuan and others to cultivate diligently, lest they die on the battlefield one day.

"Disciples will remember." Wu Zhutian responded with his fellow disciples.

Wang Xuan understood why his master was emotional, as senior uncle Emperor Wang had a disciple who died in battle. At that time, Li Zuige was beside him, feeling guilty for not saving his junior, which made him melancholic, drunk for months.

Similarly, regardless of which of the seven disciples died, it would be a sorrowful event for He Fang.

Wang Xuan said, "Our cultivation levels are increasingly rising, the situation on our Mother Star has slightly improved, you needn’t worry about us so much, master."

Seeing the somber atmosphere, he added, "I gained considerable rewards in the Evolution Realm and prepared gifts for you, master, and my fellow senior and junior brothers and sisters."

Saying this, he took out seven gift boxes and presented them to everyone, each item carefully prepared.

For master He Fang, it was an advanced Cultivation Technique from the Evolution Realm, and the corpse of a King of Evolution whose rank was equal to a Void True Immortal from the repository.

Wu Zhutian and Hou Zhaohua received True-tier Immortal Medicine and Immortal Armaments, greatly enhancing their combat power.

For Wan Futu, Lin Xiyue, Zhou Wu, and Chen Qingniu, he offered a Super-Grade Evolution Potion. A medicinal bath would easily enhance their flesh body strength.

The light of Immortal Qi shot from the opened gift boxes, astonishing Hongze, who saw any single treasure as akin to an entire fortune of a Peak Earth Immortal.

As for Wu Zhutian’s disciple, he was utterly astounded, his worldview refreshed a couple of times.

"Are all Immortal social activities so extravagantly indulgent?" the young man nearly lost his Heart Spirit.

He Fang nodded, "You’re thoughtful."

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After the banquet ended, He Fang stepped out of Earth, destination unknown, while senior brother Wu Zhutian gathered with Fairy Qingfeng, advising his disciples.

The young man named Wei Chang’an, whose cultivation level was the lowest and knowledge the least among all present at the banquet, felt insecure upon arriving at Immortal Martial Mountain.

"Hongze, I grant you a Transformation Technique created by an Immortal. It allows your flesh body to transform repeatedly, strengthening your foundation. Begin comprehending it."

With a Divine Thought, Wang Xuan sent the technique into Hongze’s mind. The young man knew the importance of this technique, knelt to thank his master’s grace, rejoiced endlessly, and went to the Black and White Mountain to find a palace to cultivate.

After sending Hongze off, Wang Xuan, undisturbed, picked up Lin Cheng.

The two entered a bath together, in intimacy merged their spirits and flesh bodies, the sense of unfamiliarity from years of separation vanished.

On a bed paved with Immortal Crystals, they shared tender words, and Wang Xuan’s eyes often glanced at the bulging stomach.

He could sense that the child was very healthy, already four years into pregnancy, and would be born in the forty-ninth month.

The vigorous life force, the rich purple lineage—though unborn, the child’s Life Origin rivaled that of an Earth Immortal, and its potential was dauntingly high.

After observing for a long time, Wang Xuan said, "Before leaving, I cultivated the Extreme Metamorphosis Divine Art, combined with the Body Tempering effects of various techniques, and the nourishment from the Path of Creation, my blood is already tinged with purple.

Now, at the Peak of Divine Infant, my blood completely turns purple, with the blood flowing through my body also carrying purple hues.

If I enter the True Immortal Domain, every drop of my blood should be purple, all my cells transformed, my physique quite unique, different from ordinary cultivators.

This is a leap in the essence of life, a sign of unique physique formation. This child inherits my physique and must become a genius in cultivation."

"As long as they grow up healthy and live peacefully, I don’t demand their cultivation talent," Lin Cheng said lovingly, with the dazzling glow of maternal love.

Wang Xuan laughed, "You can rest easy, even if they don’t cultivate, this child can live for a thousand years, free from illness their entire life.

If they do cultivate, they will advance rapidly and may become an Immortal Seed desired by many Holy Lands, perhaps with talent surpassing mine."

No man wishes his child to be less than himself. While talent is a blessing, success in the future is even better.

Of course, this child may only hope to hold his current position after maturing, and potentially become a young Venerable or some Taoist or Saint Heir.

As for himself, his talent always strengthens; whatever transformation he undergoes in the future is unpredictable. If he has more offspring, their inherent abilities may well exceed those of this child.

"Our child is almost born, when will you wed me," Lin Cheng inquired coyly.

Wang Xuan rubbed his head, initially unprepared for the child’s coming so soon, and his readiness to be a father remained incomplete.

"I’ll start preparing immediately."

Such matters often arise suddenly, bringing surprises and causing nervous anticipation. Many young people find themselves unprepared while the child is already on the way, regardless of wealth, position, or experience, they must welcome new life with their best preparations.

"Now that we have a child, can we spend some peaceful days without distress? I don’t want you adventuring again," Lin Cheng said with her head lowered, "In the past, whenever you left, I feared never seeing you again."

"I don’t want our child to be born, and we two become constantly worried about you. For my sake and the child’s, can you temporarily step back from the front lines and not go to war?"

Wang Xuan felt slightly heavy-hearted, after careful thought, replied, "I’ll try. Unless absolutely necessary, I won’t venture again in the coming years.

Rest assured too, your husband’s self-preservation ability is exceptional, survival capacity thousand-fold that of others, not easy to die."

In earlier years, he lingered in the Body Refining Realm for years, free of attachments permitted reckless adventure. Now about to be husband and father, he felt somewhat constrained.

"After four years of busyness, I should find stability for a time," Wang Xuan smiled at Lin Cheng.

In the early morning of the next day, he stretched and wandered Black and White Mountain, where figures bustled amidst morning mist, all servants of the mountain.

Black and White Mountain, presently nearly six hundred meters high and spanning several square kilometers, with palaces scattered like stars, fields of medicinal herbs and spirit plants many and vast, requiring numerous servants for management.

"The Mother Star’s population growth is too rapid. Future sects may not adopt the current discipleship approach but perhaps widely accept disciples.

Outer Sect and Inner Sect disciples would be managed by Elders, only the most talented qualify as True Inheritors.

Otherwise, relying on the less than a thousand True Inheritors of Immortal Martial Mountain, only a thousand or two thousand Elders and elder disciples, results in too many untapped resources and unmanageable trivialities."

If a civilization lacks proper channels of advancement, it faces revolution or uprisings. Ending the Qing Dynasty was not only due to corruption and ineptitude but also because of the abolishment of the exam system, closing avenues of ascension for talent, sparking collective uproar.

Sitting atop the mountain peak embraced by cold winds, Wang Xuan felt the transformation brought by his fortuitous circumstances, his cultivation level pressing hard, waiting only for his Heart Spirit to summon a Celestial Tribulation, effortlessly stepping into the Jade Platform Realm.

Yet now he restrains it, to his own benefit.

With a reach, a magical hand pulled Hongze from his palace, appearing bewildered before Wang Xuan.