Chapter 252: 305 Years In The Sect

“Junior Brother, don’t you sleep at night?”

In the courtyard, Xiao Yu sat barefooted on the rockery, dangling her feet in the air.

The sky lit up slightly.

Night was leaving the stage.

Jiang Lan held the wooden sword. He had already finished embedding his sword intent into the wooden sword.

The effect did not increase at all even though he spent more time on it.

Double the effort with the same result.

However, he did not mind it and Xiao Yu waited patiently for it too.

It was as if this was how it always was.

Nothing had changed.

“It’s suitable for cultivation at night.”

Jiang Lan answered.

At night, the Netherworld Aura would increase more or less. It was indeed more suitable for cultivation.

Increasing his cultivation knowledge during the day and increasing his cultivation at night.

All these years.

He would not waste time.

“The water in the Jade Pool is cold at night, but it’s also quite suitable for cultivation,” Xiao Yu said.

As she spoke, she leaped in front of Jiang Lan and landed barefoot on the table.

She looked down at Jiang Lan.

“Junior Brother, I think I’m taller than you now.”

Shouldn’t a dragon be measured by how long it was?

Jiang Lan sat on the chair and looked at Xiao Yu’s legs. Then, he looked up.

What he saw was a smug smile.

It was very beautiful.

Then, he handed the wooden sword over.

Xiao Yu sat down beside Jiang Lan and took the wooden sword.

They looked out at the courtyard. A ray of sunlight appeared from the mountains, illuminating the courtyard.

…

The rising sun hung high in the sky.

Jiang Lan watched Xiao Yu leave on her sword.

Xiao Yu’s stay in the Ninth Summit was growing longer.

However, she could not stay for too long.

The presence of the Netherworld Aura in the Ninth Summit was too strong. Xiao Yu’s level of cultivation was not low, but she was about to advance. She could not afford to make any mistakes.

Furthermore, the Void Refinement Realm required one to enter the void to search for the immortal gate. It would be easier to advance if one’s state of mind was stable.

If one was contaminated with too much Netherworld Aura, even if it didn’t give birth to inner demons, it would leave a trace in one’s mind. At that time, it would easily become an obstacle when one was trying to find the immortal gate.

Jiang Lan arrived at the Ninth Summit’s library.

He planned to read some books today.

He wanted to learn more about the cultivation insights of True Immortals.

However, books on such a topic were very rare. Only some of his master’s insights would be left here, and there was not much detail in it.

His cultivation speed would indeed be faster when he entered the threshold of the Great Dao, but the advancement path was like walking in the dark night.

With other people’s experiences, he could take fewer detours.

It would save him a lot of time.

However, some simple insights from his master were enough.

If he could receive his master’s direct explanation, he would be able to take even less detours.

Unfortunately, he was unable to ask.

At night.

Jiang Lan returned to the Netherworld Cave and started cultivating.

He wanted to try cultivating here for a few days to see if he would hallucinate again.

The sun and moon alternated.

The four seasons changed.

Jiang Lan resumed his cultivation routine. After sunrise, he watered the vegetative egg with spirit liquid and read books while managing the Ninth Summit.

Before sunset, he returned to the Netherworld Cave to begin his cultivation.

The illusion never appeared again.

Time flew by.

Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

When Jiang Lan woke up, he felt a burst of energy, like a flood breaking through a dam.

It was a sign of advancement.

At this point, he closed his eyes once more.

Due to the assistance of the Dao, he managed to improve greatly.

Otherwise, it would take many years before he could advance.

Jiang Lan observed his immortal body inside of him and saw that the power was surging, as if it was charging higher.

This observation lasted several years.

All these years, he had never walked out of the Netherworld Cave.

No one came to disturb his seclusion either.

In the last year of the previous decade, Xiao Yu began her seclusion.

Therefore, Jiang Lan didn’t need to go out to accompany Xiao Yu.

At this moment.

Jiang Lan felt as if his body was like the mountains and seas, and his strength surged towards the mountains and seas like waves, as if it was about to crash towards the mountainside.

Boom!

The waves broke through the mountain peak and fused into the mountainside. It was as if there was an endless flow of water surging through the mountain.

At this point.

The power subsided.

Jiang Lan opened his eyes.

He was at the mid-stage True Immortal Realm.

Jiang Lan was enlightened as he looked at his hands which held even more power.

So only when one became a perfected True Immortal Immortal could one completely grasp the mysteries of the Immortal Body.

At that time, one’s immortal powers would be boundless like a vast ocean.

Upon reaching the mountain peak, one would be able to charge into the sky.

One would be able to transcend.

“Hu ~”

Relieved, Jiang Lan continued his seclusion.

It was not to cultivate but to familiarize himself with his spell techniques.

Nine Steps of Heavenly Travel and the Power of Nine Bulls. He had to familiarize himself with them as soon as possible.

The Power Of Nine Tribulations was based on the Power of Nine Bulls. As long as he was familiar with the Power of Nine Bulls, he would very quickly become familiar with the Power Of Nine Tribulations.

This was a life-protecting technique, and he couldn’t afford to lose it.

A month later.

Jiang Lan had just familiarized himself with his Power of Nine Bulls and Nine Steps of Heavenly Travel when he felt a message heading towards the Netherworld Cave.

“The Kunlun Temple is about to open?”

After checking the information, Jiang Lan sighed.

If he drank the Bejeweled Nectar Wine at this time to comprehend the Dao, perhaps he would not need to participate.

Unfortunately, such an opportunity could only be chanced upon by luck. It was impossible to set the time.

He walked out of the Netherworld Cave.

The light felt warm on him.

It was a sunny day.

After placing the vegetative egg and Udumbara Flower properly, Jiang Lan made a trip to the plaza.

He confirmed the time.

This year was the 305th year since he joined the Ninth Summit.

In 305 years, he had advanced to the mid-stage True Immortal Realm.

His surface cultivation was at the perfected Essence Soul Realm and his hidden cultivation was at the early-stage Void Refinement Realm.

Three hundred years to reach the Void Refinement Realm. Six hundred years to transcend his tribulation to become an immortal.

In other words, he still had nearly three hundred years.

At that time, he would become an immortal and marry Ao Longyu.

He did not know how much difference there would be between then and now.

However, there would definitely be some differences and effects on him. He had to face them.

His true cultivation was at the mid-stage True Immortal Realm. If he wanted to reach perfection, he would need over a hundred years. As for transcending to become a Heaven Immortal, that would take several years.

This speed was already something that very few people could achieve.

It had to be known that ordinary human geniuses needed a thousand years to reach the critical point before comprehending the Dao.

Even after comprehending the Dao, it would still take four to five hundred years before they transcended.

If one wanted to shorten the time, one would need to have all kinds of fortuitous opportunities.

It was the same for innate immortals.

Woosh!

A gentle breeze blew past as Jiang Lan rode on his sword towards the Jade Pool.

White mists curled about. Sword radiance shot out from various peaks, but they didn’t come from the same direction as him.

A moment later.

The sword light that belonged to Jiang Lan returned from the Jade Pool and headed towards the Kunlun Main Hall.

Xiao Yu had yet to come out of seclusion, so he left a message for Xiao Yu that he was heading for the Kunlun Temple.

This was to prevent Xiao Yu from not being able to find him in the Ninth Summit after she came out of seclusion.

When passing by the Eighth Summit, several sword lights appeared. They were the Senior Brothers and Sisters who were riding their swords towards the Kunlun Main Hall.

“Junior Brother, good morning.” On the way, Lu Jian passed by Jiang Lan on his sword.

“Senior Brother Lu Jian.” Jiang Lan bowed slightly.

“I shall not accompany Junior Brother. We are going to have an exchange with the First Summit first.” After saying that, Lu Jian led the group from the Eighth Summit towards the Kunlun Main Hall.

As he watched his Senior Brothers and Sisters leave, Jiang Lan discovered that even though he was at the perfected Essence Soul Realm.

He was still the weakest.

More than two hundred years had passed since the Jade Pool’s Observation Ceremony. Was there no new personal disciple?

He shook his head, not caring about this.

Perhaps it was because they could not enter the Kunlun Temple.

Not everyone was like him. He had to go.

Jiang Lan stopped thinking about it and decided to ride his sword towards the Kunlun Main Hall. However, before he could move, he suddenly heard ravings.

Next, he seemed to see immortal clouds rising in spirals and a dense mist appearing.

“Again.”

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