jdhmnovel Chapter 999 Invitation
Chapter 999 Invitation
Inside the quiet room of Jiuling Manor.
Su Mo slowly rose, his bones crackling softly as they moved, as if countless stars were flowing and dying within his marrow, each friction scattering fragments of celestial light. As his heart surged with emotion, his green robes billowed gently under the invisible influence of celestial power, the faint shimmering light at the edges being the lingering flow of his original celestial power, like moonlight gilding the fabric, rippling with every movement.
His aura blended perfectly with the solemnity of the quiet room, yet it also exuded a detached indifference that looked down upon all living beings—from this moment on, nothing in the Cangling Sea could truly catch his eye.
Having broken through to the fifth-grade perfect True Immortal realm, his combat power alone is already approaching that of a sixth-grade mid-stage True Immortal. If he were to combine this with 1,500 illusory spirit bodies and set up the Thousand Gods Formation, which he had painstakingly developed, he would be able to put up a fight even against an eighth-grade True Immortal.
Not to mention the Cangling Sea, even in the dozen or so surrounding cosmic seas, there has never been any force with an eighth-grade True Immortal in charge. Even seventh-grade True Immortals are now only existing in ancient legends.
After a long while, Su Mo finally suppressed the excitement in his heart. His divine sense, like a needle probing the sea, sank into his natal universe, gazing at the twelve remaining fifth-grade true immortal herbs amidst the swirling immortal light.
A hint of relief flashed in his eyes—fortunately, the fierce competition between the two immortal clans, Ziguang and Jinyuan, during the auction back then led to an additional fourteen Grade 5 True Immortal Medicines and over a hundred Grade 4 True Immortal Medicines in the final price. Otherwise, with only the initial forty-two Grade 5 True Immortal Medicines, he might not have been able to break through completely and firmly establish his cultivation at the Grade 5 Perfect True Immortal realm.
Immediately afterwards, Su Mo's mind stirred slightly, as if plucking a string that transcends time and space, instantly connecting with the thousands of illusory spirit bodies that were traveling abroad. In just a few breaths, streams of divine soul memories surged into his sea of consciousness like a tidal wave bursting its banks. The vicissitudes of the two hundred and thirty-five chaotic eras in the southern border of Cangling Sea quickly unfolded into a dynamic scroll in his sea of consciousness.
During this period, apart from one group of True Immortals being completely wiped out by the forces of the three realms, with even their inheritance marks being erased, nothing major happened in the Southern Realm.
The situation in the Southern Territory has now stabilized, with the territories of the major powers largely defined. Although there are occasional skirmishes at the borders, they are unlikely to cause any significant disruptions to the overall situation. In the short term, there will not be any major changes.
next moment......
"Whoosh...whoosh..."
Countless divine lights flashed rapidly within Su Mo's natal sea of light, like fireworks bursting forth, revealing one after another True Immortal-level natural treasures—there was the pure white "Star Marrow Jade," containing the essence of billions of stars; there was the "Netherworld Vine," burning with an inextinguishable flame, exuding an aura that could scorch mountains and boil seas; and there was the "Boundary Stone," engraved with spatial runes, which could be felt by touching the pulse of spatial laws... These natural treasures were piled up like mountains, their number directly exceeding five figures, including as many as forty-six fifth-grade True Immortal-level treasures, and even a sixth-grade True Immortal-level natural treasure shrouded in seven-colored light—Heavenly Origin True Marrow.
During these two hundred and thirty-five Chaotic Eras, Su Mo's thousands of illusory spirit bodies were not only used to lay a net to monitor the Southern Territory, but more importantly, to search for True Immortal-level rare treasures for his main body, in preparation for his future breakthrough.
"The harvest is quite good, even better than the previous auction." Su Mo's fingertips brushed over the pile of treasures in his natal sea of time, feeling the immense energy contained within. A hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and then he sighed leisurely, "However, such a good thing will only happen once."
Over these two hundred and thirty-five chaotic eras, his thousands of illusory spirit bodies practically turned the Cangling Sea upside down, looting almost every unclaimed True Immortal-level rare treasure. To achieve such a scale of plunder again, he would likely have to venture into other surrounding cosmic seas.
Shaking his head, Su Mo stopped thinking about it. With a thought, the river of time flashed rapidly around the quiet room. The flow of time seemed to be manipulated by an invisible hand, climbing from eight thousand times to finally settling steadily at ten thousand times.
Then, as if receiving a command, the first-grade true immortal medicine in his natal sea of cosmos exploded in patches, transforming into streams of pure primordial immortal power, which, like fine rain, merged into his billions of cells in his natal sea of cosmos.
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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, an era of chaos has quietly passed in the outside world.
Su Mo sat cross-legged on the black lotus, his immortal power flowing like a river, shimmering with a faint golden luster. The trillions of cells in the universe greedily devoured the refined energy, each cell emitting a satisfied hum, as if chanting the song of the Great Dao.
Suddenly, with a soft "poof", the only sixth-grade True Immortal level natural treasure - Heavenly Origin True Essence - transformed into the last wisp of seven-colored light in the center of the natal sea of time, exhausting the last bit of its original power, and finally dissipated like smoke and mist, leaving not even a trace, only a faint fragrance lingering in the sea of time.
At this point, all the True Immortal-level natural treasures in Su Mo's possession, from the first to the sixth grade, had been completely consumed and refined by him.
After his cultivation and immortal body both broke through, Su Mo's refining speed was more than a hundred times faster than before. This massive amount of natural treasures could only support his cultivation for one Chaos Era.
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A few breaths later, Su Mo slowly opened his eyes. A ripple appeared in the clear starry sky in his eyes, followed by an undisguised disappointment.
A single sixth-grade True Immortal level natural treasure contains enough primordial power to be equivalent to more than thirty fifth-grade True Immortal level natural treasures. Add to that the tens of thousands of low-grade True Immortal level natural treasures, and this harvest is several times greater than what he obtained from the auction back then.
But the result was quite the opposite. Despite such a massive influx of energy, he was still far from being able to advance his Primordial Boundless True Immortal Body to the sixth level of minor completion.
“Alas! To reach the sixth level of perfection…” Su Mo tapped the lotus platform lightly with his fingertips, making a crisp sound, and frowned slightly. “Without other great opportunities, I’m afraid I would have to plunder a dozen or twenty universes. And the time required for that would be at least several thousand Chaos Eras.”
"Fortunately, I am not one of those old things whose lifespan has run out. I can wait for thousands of Chaos Eras."
Su Mo smiled slightly. A fifth-grade True Immortal has a lifespan of 54,000 cosmic epochs. If he takes the longevity elixir, it is not impossible for him to live for more than 60,000 cosmic epochs.
Even considering the vast amount of lifespan lost due to the passage of time, he has less than fifty cosmic eras, which is less than a fraction of his lifespan.
next moment......
Su Mo's mind stirred slightly, and the long river of time flowing around the quiet room receded like the tide. The visible ripples of light and shadow gradually subsided, and the stagnation brought by the ten-thousand-fold speed quietly dissipated. Time returned to its normal rhythm, perfectly synchronized with the flow of time in the outside world.
He slowly rose, the black lotus beneath him gently swirling half a circle before transforming into a streak of black light that merged into his robes and vanished. His green robes fluttered, and the aura he had previously concealed dissipated, leaving only a serene presence that blended seamlessly with the immortal energy of the Nine Spirits Manor, devoid of any trace of the majesty of a perfect fifth-grade True Immortal.
Then, a ripple spread through the space, like a pebble gently touching the surface of water, and Su Mo's figure disappeared into the quiet room.
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Time flies, and another century has passed in the blink of an eye.
Inside the stone pavilion in the middle of the lake, a pot of freshly brewed tea sits on a blue stone table. The tea soup is as clear as amber, and a refreshing fragrance wafts through the rising steam.
Su Mo, dressed in a blue robe, leaned against a stone bench, his fingertips lightly twirling a jade-colored teacup, his gaze fixed on the rippling lake outside the pavilion. The lake, like a mirror, clearly reflected his calm and unwavering eyes, as if they could encompass all the world's rivers and rivers, and see through all the illusions of life.
Opposite him sat an old man with hair as white as frost, yet meticulously groomed, held back with a simple wooden hairpin. His white robes fluttered, the hems embroidered with faint cloud patterns that rose and fell gently with his breath, as if auspicious clouds were flowing within them, exuding an ethereal and otherworldly air.
The old man had a kind face, his eyes and brows carrying the warmth of years, and the deep wrinkles seemed to hold countless stories. A gentle smile always graced his lips, and he exuded the ethereal aura unique to a ninth-grade illusory immortal—like willow catkins in the wind, seemingly light and helpless, yet every breath resonated with heaven and earth, containing the rhythm of the Great Dao, a charm cultivated only by being immersed in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for many years.
Eight hundred billion years ago, the rogue immortal Qingyuan accidentally bought the manor next to Su Mo's, becoming a neighbor of the Nine Spirits Manor. Both of them were at the level of "Ninth-Rank Void Immortal". Over the past trillions of years, this rogue immortal Qingyuan often visited Su Mo, sometimes playing a few games of chess with him, sometimes chatting about interesting things around Cloud Dragon Immortal City. Over time, they became friends in the eyes of others.
"Fellow Daoist Su Mo, thirty million years from now will be the day the Cloud Feather Immortal Tomb opens. Would Fellow Daoist Su Mo be willing to come with me?"
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