I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

The habitual thinking shaped over hundreds of years through Zhou Yi had long since lost the concept of urgent competition.

Year after stable year, after such prolonged periods, the desired things would naturally be obtained.

Therefore, given Bai Yan's martial heritage, a time span of three months was predetermined, methodically progressing until he could reach the threshold for the Beast Blood baptism.

Now, Bai Yan had forcefully swallowed the meat porridge and endured the agony of his body splitting and the danger to his life, achieving the goal a month early, essentially disrupting Zhou Yi's arrangements.

"This is not necessarily a bad thing, in fact, it might just give him an opportunity," Zhou Yi said.

After explaining the rituals of baptism and qi condensation, Zhou Yi waved his hand, and a water jar appeared on the ground, filled with Demon Beast Essence Blood.

"This method is rather crude, and pain is unavoidable during the process. Try cultivating and see how it goes," Zhou Yi instructed.

"I thank you, Master Zhou," Bai Yan replied.

Bai Yan bowed deeply and stripped off his clothing to jump into the jar, refining his body according to the baptism ritual.

Streams of essence blood flowed through his muscles and bones, as if taking a needle and file to his marrow; after enduring for a short while, Bai Yan finally let out a scream as piercing as a pig being slaughtered.

Zhou Yi commented, "This method comes from foreign lands where it is said they begin the baptism at the ages of seven or eight without anyone making such an outcry."

Bai Yan's face turned beet red from holding back; unwilling to be outdone by children, he continued to endure in silence.
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"That's more like it," Zhou Yi remarked with a slight nod, thinking how others would use Release Rare Beast Blood for baptism and since Bai Yan was determined to seize every moment, he should endure even greater pain.

With the protection of a Golden Elixir True Monarch present, even if his soul left his body, he'd push it back in, and he couldn't die no matter how much he struggled.

Several days later, the essence blood in the water jar diluted to the thinness of water.

Lu Yan's muscles rapidly expanded, and when he exerted his full strength, a faint trace of blood could be seen on the surface of his skin.

"Not bad, continue," Zhou Yi said as he waved his hand to release another jar of essence blood, with a third of it coming from a great demon, lending an even more pungent taste.

Lu Yan had average martial talent and should not have achieved much, but he grasped firmly at the opportunity instead of floating along with the tide, embodying a slight sense of man's determination can conquer fate.

"Personal effort is still valuable!" Zhou Yi nodded in approval, then continued to lie low.

A month passed in a blink of an eye, and Bai Yan's transformation could be seen with the naked eye. His muscles took on a reddish-copper hue, his bones grew ever wider, and he towered over eight feet tall, exuding a subtle sense of savagery and ferocity when standing on the ground.

Zhou Yi tidied up the affairs in the courtyard, advising, "Remember my words, make sure to marry well and have children."

"I will, I'll have dozens of sons and daughters to continue the Bai lineage," Bai Yan knew the only thing worthy of attention was the bloodline he carried. "Master Zhou, are you leaving? I wonder if I'll have the honor in this lifetime to show my filial piety."

"Connections come and go; one gets used to it," said Zhou Yi, sighing at the history he had read recently with all the familiar names, which inevitably brought on some emotions.

With that, he turned into a streak of light and departed.

Bai Yan knelt on the ground and kowtowed towards the south, praying for the long life and fortune of the unknown Master Zhou.

As he opened the courtyard door, before he could even lock it, a red-robed old man came up to talk.

"I hear the master of this house has returned?"

With a pale hairless face and a high-pitched voice, and viewing the pattern on his official robe, it was clear the man was an eunuch from the Imperial Household Department.

Following Zhou Yi's advice, Bai Yan displayed the ancestral Jade Pendant and said, "Master Zhou was a descendant of an old friend of the Bai family. He was passing through Qianjing to rest in the courtyard and to pay homage to our ancestors."

The eunuch used his mana to touch the Jade Pendant slightly, and a vast, terrifying presence made him fall to the ground with his legs turned to jelly.

Struggling to regain his composure, the eunuch shakily stood up and asked, "Young brother, what's your family name, and which of your ancestors had a connection with this … elder?"

"My unworthy surname is Bai, and I'm not exactly sure which ancestor it was," Bai Yan replied after a moment of thought. "Only the names and generations are left in the family records; many narratives were lost after my ancestor Bai Guanghe."

"Bai Guanghe, General Bai?" The eunuch, well-versed in the history of the National Dynasty, suddenly remembered this person's background. Just then, he heard several urgent voices and quickly changed his tone, bowing respectfully, "So you are from the Sage Empress's paternal family, my apologies for the disrespect!"

Bai Yan shook his head repeatedly, "The Sage Empress's royal favor has been retracted; I dare not claim any affiliation."

"Young brother might not be aware, but these past days, the Imperial Court has been revisiting the case of Crown Prince Huai's conspiracy, finding that General Bai had no connection to the case," the eunuch said indignantly.

"At that time, Commander Zhao, who was responsible for the case, failed to extort gold and silver from General Bai and hence framed him, causing a loyal and good man to be wronged!"

"..."

Watching the eunuch blatantly lying through his teeth, with an appearance of righteous indignation as if his own ancestors had been wronged, Bai Yan was amused.

The eunuch glanced at the courtyard and asked, "Young brother, is that elder still in the Capital?"

Bai Yan shook his head and said, "Master Zhou mentioned that after praying with my ancestors, he would return to the mountains to continue his cultivation."

The eunuch seemed even more eager upon hearing this, saying, "His Majesty has decreed that General Bai's case be resolved as soon as possible, the royal favors will be fully restored to the Bai family, and additional rewards will be provided as compensation for the years of injustice suffered by your family."

"I thank His Majesty," Bai Yan gratefully bowed in the direction of the palace.

...

South of Qianjing City.

A nameless barren mountain.

Since the expansion of the Capital, the Bai family's graveyard had been moved here.

Zhou Yi burned several stacks of joss paper, rambling on with many words.

Having wandered for hundreds of years without a fixed abode, the courtyard and graveyard in Qianjing had become an anchoring point, bearing many sorrows both significant and trifling.

"I'm leaving now, hope you'll still be here in a few hundred years."

Zhou Yi lay on the back of a buffalo, its hooves creating clouds, as they flew eastward.

Days passed.

Beneath them unfolded the vast and expansive blue ocean, its waves magnificent and endless.

Zhou Yi passed by the occasional island, scanning with his Divine Sense to detect the presence of other cultivators.