Chapter 689: Chapter 689
"The Ninth Prince and the rest of them have all become Immortal Seedlings."
"That's impressive! There's also Han Linqiu from the Grand Dao Library, Wang Yi from the Lingyun Sword Sect, Xu Peng from the Green Elephant Sect, and Su Lingzhu from the Giant Immortal Sect. Truly worthy of being the pride of the heavens."
The area outside the Ancient Immortal Road was bustling with activity. Just a moment ago, they had heard several ringing sounds of the immortal bells.
Each sound represented the birth of an Immortal Seedling.
Li Chuan sighed lightly and looked at Cheng Yuhan and Langya Wenqiu and asked, "Has Junior Brother Fang come out yet?"
Langya Wenqiu showed a hint of anticipation. "Brother Fang must be undergoing the final assessment. If he succeeds, he will become an Immortal Seedling."
"Let's hope so. Otherwise, the Void Immortal Sword Sect will lose face. It's been so many years, yet there hasn’t been a new Immortal Seedling," muttered Cheng Yuhan.
Wang Hu and the others showed wry smiles; their skills were impressive, but they were of little use in the Ancient Immortal Road.
Langya Wenqiu pondered aloud, "They might be waiting for Brother Fang. That Xu Peng from the Green Elephant Sect wanted to plead for Gai Wu but was scolded by Senior Brother Fang."
Cheng Yuhan narrowed her eyes slightly. "Oh? He wants to plead for that little rascal Gai Wu? He really has some nerve. Is the Green Elephant Sect that powerful? Who gave him the guts?"
“It’s already been half a year. In another half a year, Junior Brother Fang should be coming out. If you have nothing else to do, you might as well wait here,” said Li Chuan softly.
Everyone nodded in agreement. The Ancient Immortal Road had a maximum duration of one year; if anyone stayed any longer inside, they were deemed dead with no chance of coming out.
They believed that with Fang Chen’s abilities, he wouldn’t encounter any danger.
Ji Liang gazed quietly at the Ancient Immortal Road. “What do you think? Can Fang Chen succeed?”
He found it a little regretful that he hadn’t managed to meet up with Fang Chen inside, but if Fang Chen ended up staying inside forever, then that wouldn’t be a bad thing either.
Su Lingzhu gently smiled and swept her gaze across those around her. “Fang Chen doesn't lack talent, and completing the immortal sect’s test isn’t difficult. I just don’t know which immortal gate he ended up at. The immortal sect I entered is the I belong to the Transformation Sect and have comprehended the Transformation Intent. What about you?”
Han Linqiu thought for a moment and said, “I belong to the Donghuang Sect and have comprehended the Donghuang Intent.”
“I’m with Brother Han, also from the Donghuang Sect,” Xu Peng said calmly.
Wang Yi added, “Ten Thousand Sect, and I’ve comprehended the Ten Thousand Intent.”
Ji Liang smiled and said, “I’m with the Ancient Dao Academy and have comprehended the true meaning of ancient Dao.”
“Ancient Dao Academy?”
Everyone was slightly taken aback, and jealousy instantly surfaced in Xu Peng’s eyes.
“No wonder he’s the Ninth Prince; the Ancient Dao Academy is a top-tier sect among the immortal sects, and its intent resonates with the techniques of the Dao sects,” said Han Linqiu with a light smile.
Su Lingzhu sighed softly. “I’ve heard that in ancient times, if one was accepted into the Ancient Dao Academy, it was easier to become an immortal compared to other immortal sects.”
“Fang Chen is a disciple of the Three Thousand Dao Sects; perhaps he might also be taken in by the Ancient Dao Academy,” said Xu Peng.
Ji Liang smiled but didn’t respond.
As time passed, more and more Golden Core Realm cultivators emerged from the Ancient Immortal Road. During this period, several Immortal Seedlings also appeared, but they came from ordinary backgrounds, with some not even being disciples of Immortal Manors.
“It seems they all gathered together this year. In previous years, it took a full hundred years to see just a few Immortal Seedlings,” Xu Peng scoffed, glancing coldly at Li Chuan. He suddenly said with mockery, “These sword cultivators think highly of themselves, but the Ancient Immortal Road doesn’t care for them.”
“Sword cultivation isn’t the right path; longevity is the true immortal way.” Ji Liang chuckled. “They may have offensive power, but even if they become Immortal Kings, they can only live for two thousand years. The immortal sect won’t easily accept them.”
Xu Peng was gleeful. “It’s been nearly a year, and Fang Chen still hasn’t come out. Could he be trapped inside?”
“We’ll know the truth in another month,” replied Ji Liang lightly.
Suddenly, he heard familiar footsteps, and his smile broadened.
Blacksmith Zhao was momentarily stunned, quickly getting up to look. Indeed, in the distance, four figures—two large and two small—were walking towards them.
One of them was Zhao Hu, who had matured considerably, his face weathered from the years.