ALL NOVEL Chapter 7: The Metal Palace
Wang Heng and the Demonic Man left the Seeking Yang Immortal Palace. According to the Demonic Man, their next destination was the Palace of Transmission belonging to the Wang family.
Initially, Wang Heng had spent years mastering an extensive array of scripts and ancient languages before cultivating the Dao. Even without stepping onto the path of cultivation, his innate prowess, fortified by the profound foundation of being the progeny of an Immortal King, allowed him to perform simple spells and talismans—a rare talent seen but once in a millennium.
Yet now, with Wang Heng's abrupt descent, all previous achievements vanished into thin air—every accumulation was reset to null, leaving him a blank slate.
Having not acquired the memories of the original owner of his body, he realized he must begin anew from scratch.
"In our realm, words and languages are not merely tools of communication. They are expressions of the Dao, serving as carriers of the great path and tangible traces of the innate Dao.
What is the most complex thing in this world? Naturally, it is the 'Dao'—indescribable, beyond understanding, shapeless, and formless, yet it pervades the universe and exists everywhere.
Our realm's scripts and languages offer a relatively precise depiction of the 'Dao.'
Once you master this form of writing, you grasp many of the essential truths of heaven and earth, greatly benefiting your own cultivation.
Should you, young master, become fluent in our realm's language before cultivating the Dao, it will greatly aid your path ahead. Therefore, I suggest you devote yourself to study within the Palace of Transmission before choosing a Dao Seed."
"Regarding the Dao Seeds, you need not worry, young master. The Immortal King has paved the path for you long ago. There are three perfect seeds, each one being a flawless Dao Seed that all beings in the realm dream of possessing."
The demonic man leading the way spoke vividly, painting a rich picture.
He mentioned the so-called perfect and flawless Dao Seeds, a hint of envy even showed on his face, despite being a True Immortal himself.
This was not surprising, as there is a revered saying passed down within the Primordial Ancient Realm: possessing a perfect ancient seed means grasping one's destiny.
The reason why many cultivators spend their lives searching for the perfect seed is due to the unparalleled benefits these perfect seeds offer.
They contain a vast amount of this world's essence, and if they merge with a cultivator in a fleeting instant, the practitioner is believed to suddenly perceive the myriad truths of the world and comprehend its profound insights.
This can influence a cultivator's entire life, imparting effects beyond imagination.
Moreover, unlike other seeds that provide only momentary enlightenment, perfect seeds become a permanent merging with the cultivator once unified.
This signifies that in the practitioner's lifetime, they can repeatedly utilize the perfect seed to become one with the grand universe, hence achieving evolution and transcendence on their cultivation path.
Such a heaven-defying item would make even a True Immortal drool with desire.
Unfortunately, the number of perfect seeds is limited. Common beings have almost no hope of obtaining one, and even those who achieve longevity find it difficult to secure a single seed, often scouring the ancient world in vain.
Only beings at the level of an Immortal King have a slightly better chance, though it depends largely on luck.
A family like the Wang’s, which possesses three perfect seeds, stands out among the top ranks in the entire Primal Ancient Realm.
However, Wang Heng did not show much excitement. The reason is simple: he knows the true history of the future of the Immortal Ancient Era. The war against the other realm ended in defeat for the Primal Ancient Realm, and a significant factor was the flaw in the Dao Seed method.
The lesson from this war for future generations is that perfect seeds are not truly flawless.
Once the environment of heaven and earth changes, such a state suffers greatly or even fails to adapt, leading to a sudden drop in power.
In wars between realms, any loss in strength for top-tier cultivators is critically lethal, directly deciding the outcome of the war and the fate of countless beings.
Of course, this isn't to say Wang Heng doesn't yearn for a perfect seed.
If one could possess a flawless Dao Seed during the ancient immortal era, the future achievements of any cultivator would undoubtedly be boundless.
The demonic man glanced at Wang Heng, who remained silent and unresponsive. He shook his head and sighed, wondering why he was speaking so much to a young master who had lost his memory.
Currently, Wang Heng knew nothing of the path of cultivation. He was oblivious to the importance of a perfect seed and unaware of his own silver-spooned birthright. Indeed, he was like one who was blessed yet unaware of his own fortune.
"Young master, we have arrived. This is the place," the demonic man announced.
The two halted before a grand and imposing group of metal halls.
This was the renowned Transcendental Hall within the Wang family estate, a place that hid countless Daoist arts and boasted fame throughout the entire primordial ancient realm.
The cultivation of the Dao Seed's method of the immortal ancient era truly emphasized one word—inheritance.
Regardless of what type of seed you planted when you embarked on the Dao—be it a flame seed, a Dao seed, an immortal seed, or even a demonic seed—a guide was necessary to lay the foundation and ignite the seed, thus uncovering its potential. This guide could be an ancient character or a holy scripture.
Within the Wang family's Transcendental Hall, such ancient texts and scriptures were as numerous as the sands, and among them, even true immortals sought the very finest.
Wang Heng stood still, gazing at the cluster of metal palaces.
Imposing halls, reaching skyward, lay arranged with precise order on the vast plaza. They were crafted from some unknown, radiant metal, glowing with grandeur.
On the surface, the Metal Palace appeared tranquil, showing no visible defenses. Yet, those dwelling within the Immortal King's estate knew well that this was a forbidden zone, not to be crossed. Without the Immortal King's explicit permission, even entities of considerable power within the realm of immortality dared not approach. To do so would incur dire consequences.
In the past, such grave lessons were learned, claiming the lives of more than one True Immortal.
Since then, though the legendary Daoist artifacts and knowledge rumored to be within the Wang Family's Relic Hall were of immense allure, none dared make a reckless attempt to break in.
The demonic man, a True Immortal under the Wang family, naturally displayed a proud demeanor when discussing these matters.
“To be frank, young master, those dead True Immortals sought one of the Three Great Sword Techniques, the Primordial Spirit Sword Technique.
At that time, rumors circulated—of unknown origin—claiming that the Immortal King, having no progeny, feared unforeseen misfortunes might lead to the technique's loss. Thus, he sealed it within the Relic Hall, awaiting a destined person.
In the end, a few heedless True Immortals ventured in to test their luck but only forfeited their lives for their folly.”
Wang Heng was left speechless by what he heard. Just a few True Immortals daring to covet the secret arts of the Immortal King? He simply could not believe it. Perhaps, behind this matter, there might be a hand of an Immortal King orchestrating events.
(End of Chapter)
