Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone

Chapter 1047 - 477: Ancestor Master of Wangxian Valley from the Immortal Realm

The originally downcast Amina perked up upon hearing the words."So what would you like me to be called?"

"Your Core Circuit can grant others benefits, and it presents itself in the form of moonlight..."

Wang Jixuan had evidently come up with a Daoist name:

"Why not use ’Qingyue’ as a Daoist name? Later, if you manage to ascend to the ranks of the Immortals, you’ll be known as Fairy Qingyue."

Amina blinked, her lips slightly parted as she repeatedly murmured the words ’Qingyue,’ and a smile involuntarily appeared on her face.

"Yes, from now on, I’ll be called Qingyue."

She declared so.

Wang Jixuan brought out paper and pen, writing the words ’Qingyue’ in several different scripts for her.

Amina stood up and leaned over, carefully observing, and eagerly picked up a brush, under Wang Jixuan’s guidance, writing down each crooked character.

Amina, named Qingyue, originally a Spirit Cultivator from the Forbidden Land, is now trying to break free from the shackles of spiritual cultivation and embark on the path of cultivation.

The atmosphere in the cabin gradually became warm and natural, and the distance between them slightly diminished.

...

Wang Jixuan and Amina Qingyue were just beginning to warm up;

Back on Earth, in Cloud City, the Three Realms Wanderer lay leisurely in the Treasure Hall, watching the projections rolling continuously in front of him, a lazy smile on his lips.

Seven or eight Spiritual Servants of the Yina Civilization knelt nearby, massaging his legs and shoulders, serving him wholeheartedly.

These projections were all prominent politicians, generals, social activists, Spirit Cultivators, and high-level Spiritual Ability Users from Earth Civilization.

Soon, the Three Realms Wanderer waved his hand, and two figures appeared in the center of the projection screen.

"This SS-level Awakened Spiritual Ability User is interesting."

The Three Realms Wanderer smacked his lips and called out:

"Number Four! Give me some detailed information!"

Number Four’s avatar, left here by Mu Dan, awoke from its lazy sleep, rolled its eyes in slight displeasure, and muttered, "I must have terrible luck to assist you here."

"Hurry up!"

The Three Realms Wanderer chuckled mischievously:

"Our third incarnation said we should quickly break through the limits of Spirit Cultivators and strive to build battlefield strength for the Immortal Realm, which requires a lot of talented people.

"Who knows? He might need us to turn things around in the future!

"Get the data quickly; it’s just a matter of a thought for you."

"Isn’t Professor Shen Qionglin the main researcher on this?"

Number Four’s avatar snorted, projecting the information on ’Holy Daughter’ Wan Linqian in front of the Three Realms Wanderer, with a danger marker at the back.

"Alright, she looks like a talent. I’ll have her, but let’s not touch the organization she’s running; it might still be useful later."

"What exactly do you want this person for?"

"To assemble a skilled team, of course," the Three Realms Wanderer said, counting on his fingers, "to develop an influence. You need capable generals, wise strategists, skilled internal affairs officials, and officials with special skills. Can I manage all that alone?"

"Yes, you make sense; I’ll follow your lead. The person will be delivered to you within forty-eight hours."

Number Four’s avatar replied lazily, then propped its chin up and began to doze off.

The Three Realms Wanderer frowned, looking at this guy.

Is this guy reliable?

Should he do it himself instead, creating another batch of spiritual servants wouldn’t take much time.

’Forget it, best not to offend that Mu Dan fellow.’

The Three Realms Wanderer leaned back, adopting a more comfortable position.

’It’s better to have a body, now that the soul won’t disperse—starting anew as a fresh beginner isn’t bad either.’

’There are so many beautiful things in the world, how can I, a humble Daoist, waste time in vain?’

’Marvelous.’

...

Inside the Treasure Ship traveling along the Immortal Spirit Road.

"Boss! We’ve arrived at our destination!"

Mu Dan’s call made Wang Jixuan and Amina pause in their writing simultaneously.

The two exchanged a glance and found that they were standing shoulder to shoulder without realizing it. The table was filled with the words Qingyue.

Wang Jixuan casually waved his hand, and the papers fluttered upwards by themselves, neatly stacking up and handing over to Amina.

"Take these back and ponder over them well; practicing calligraphy can also help you comprehend the Great Path."

"Oh, alright," Amina agreed, following Master Wang to the outer window and pushing it open.

A purple vortex lay ahead, into which the Treasure Ship plunged, with a slight tremor, entering into a vast expanse.

Was this a part of the Xu Realm?

Wang Jixuan caught a faint floral scent in the air. Gaze extended to the utmost, he saw blue skies, white clouds, rivers, and mountains—a truly vibrant and lively landscape.

Mysteriously, Wang Jixuan’s Dao Heart felt a sense of nostalgia.

Had he been here before?

Though his memory didn’t align, the subtle feeling lingered, proving that he had indeed been to this place.

Suddenly, Elder Shao transmitted, "We’ll be staying in this realm for a while. Do you prefer a lively abode or a quieter cultivation place?"

Wang Jixuan said, "A quieter place would be better."

"Alright," Elder Shao maneuvered the Treasure Ship toward the northwest.

There lay a range of rolling mountains.

Generally speaking, rugged mountains harbored demons; yet these mountains were surrounded by layers of clean energy, with neither demonic nor devilish energy in sight—a suitable place for quiet cultivation.

The Treasure Ship gradually shrank as a white cloud formed below.

Everyone hopped onto the cloud, curiously examining the surroundings.

Elder Shao also appeared in front of Master Wang, smiling as he introduced the place.

This land is called ’Baolin,’ regarded as a suitable cultivation ground within the Xu Realm. Up to tens of thousands of years ago, a fierce battle between the righteous and demonic forces erupted here, after which both sides dwindled, and this realm’s spiritual energy significantly depleted, causing cultivators to gradually vacate.

Tianluo restored the place, issuing tasks to manage it.

Baolin Realm has become one of Tianluo’s ’safehouses’ in the Lower Realm.

"No Dark Sect forces, no demons or ghosts exist here; a few mundane imperial tribes remain, though the mortal numbers are only in the tens of millions."

Elder Shao stroked his beard and smilingly said,

"You’ll cultivate here peacefully, preparing to confront the Immortal Ascension Tribulation.

"Tianluo will provide everything you need... excluding temporary Daoist couples."

"That’s just a teacher’s jest,"

Wang Jixuan laughed, his gaze searching here and there:

"Weren’t you saying our Wangxian Valley ancestor is waiting in this place..."

"Look, isn’t that them?"

Elder Shao nodded forward with his chin.

Wang Jixuan saw a white feather falling from the horizon, upon which a snow-white cloth boot appeared out of thin air.

His sight traced upward from the cloth boot, taking in the three or four layers of the Immortal Dress’s skirt hem, the waist slender beyond grasp, the gracefully curvaceous figure, and a sweet yet spirited little round face.

This is the Grandmaster?

This is a joke, right?

This should be the Grandmaster’s disciple?

Wang Jixuan slightly frowned, seeking left and right, yet saw no other figures.

This adorable ’young girl’ stepped through the air at a steady pace, reaching close in just three breaths, landing before Elder Shao.

"Cai Linglong of Wangxian Valley, greets Senior Shao!"

Elder Shao clasped his hands in a Daoist bow in return: "Apologies for troubling you, Fairy Linglong... Come, let me introduce you to Wang Zheng, who emerged from the Xu Realm lineage of Wangxian Valley among the mortals."

Despite still grasping at the reality, Wang Zheng dutifully bowed respectfully.

Becoming a Heavenly Immortal is not easy.

This fairy should be younger than Elder Shao, yet is undoubtedly a few thousand or tens of thousands of years aged.

"Disciple Wang Zheng, Daoist name Jixuan, pays respects to the Grandmaster!"

"Oh, no need for courtesy!"

Fairy Linglong’s voice was as pleasant as gems and jade resonating.

She smiled, "I’ve heard your name so much recently that my ears might grow calluses! You stirred the entire Immortal Realm single-handedly, and yet you haven’t even ascended or reached the Immortal Realm—truly... Hmm, meeting you today, I do find you indeed somewhat extraordinary."

Elder Shao chuckled, "The abode here is set up, shall we enter and talk?"

"After you, senior."

Fairy Linglong elegantly gestured for him to proceed, then casually glanced over the figures behind Wang Jixuan.

"Oh?"

Her eyes lit up, resting on Amina.

Amina smiled back, slightly raising her head with confidence. Though inferior in strength to this Heavenly Immortal before her, her bearing was not weak.