Chapter 118 ·Blue Entry, Creation Spirit Tree!

Cultivation ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍knew no passage of time.

Soon, ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍another thirty years passed in the blink of an eye.

Gu ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Yan sat cross-legged within the Longevity Hall, his cultivation already reaching the Human Immortal Ninth Layer.

He ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍opened his eyes and exhaled a breath.

Over ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍these thirty years, the Fortune-Blessed Immortal Lord entry had not been idle, but unfortunately, everything it produced was rather ordinary.

Placed ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍in the Spirit Realm, such items might cause Great Ascension or even Tribulation Crossing cultivators to fight over them—but in his eyes, they were merely so-so.

Gu Yan casually played with a pill that had just been delivered and shook his head.

He put away the pill and raised his hand, summoning the Haotian Mirror.

The mirror surface flowed, revealing scenes from across the Spirit Realm.

The Western Wasteland remained the same. That Ji Xuanjun of the Taibai Sword Sect, after being intimidated by Nether Soul’s strike years ago, had secluded himself for several years and finally emerged. Now he was tempering himself within a secret realm, his sword intent more condensed than before.

The Central Lands remained the same. Those ancient sects continued their open and hidden struggles—today you seize my spirit stone mine, tomorrow I destroy one of your affiliated sects—fighting endlessly.

The Southern Region remained the same. That Ten-Thousand Tribulations Demon Lord of the Myriad Tribulations Demon Sect had become increasingly low-key over the years and was currently in seclusion, attempting to break through to the Tribulation Crossing Realm.

The Northern Plains remained the same. The Nine Nether Ice Phoenix still stood atop that icy mountain, gazing into the distance, no one knowing what it was looking at.

Everything seemed as usual.

Yet Gu Yan sensed something was off.

The situation in the Spirit Realm had fallen into a strange balance.

This balance was too peculiar.

When something abnormal happens, there must be something behind it.

Gu Yan frowned slightly and tapped the mirror with his fingertip, attempting to deduce something.

However, the waters of the Spirit Realm were far too murky—the future changed every moment.

There were hidden old monsters at the Tribulation Crossing stage, lurking Great Ascension cultivators.

There were reclusive great powers of unknown origin.

There might even be beings descended from the Immortal Realm.

All of them harbored their own intentions and schemes.

You deduce me, I conceal from you. You interfere with me, I disrupt you.

A complete mess.

Looking at the tangled web of karmic lines in the mirror, Gu Yan remained silent for a moment before putting the Haotian Mirror away.

Forget it.

No need to look.

In the end, all these struggles would still be decided by strength.

Gu Yan closed his eyes and continued cultivating.

After all, he had the Little Luo Grotto-Heaven, the entry system, and the Haotian Mirror.

As long as he cultivated steadily, sooner or later, within the myriad worlds, he could go wherever he wished and control whoever he pleased.

This seclusion lasted another twenty-five years.

Gu Yan opened his eyes.

His aura had grown even more profound, faint signs of breakthrough appearing.

Human Immortal Ninth Layer peak.

Just one final step remained before attaining the Earth Immortal Realm.

He did not continue cultivating.

Because it was time to draw an entry again.

【Congratulations to the host for successfully surviving another hundred years. Entry draw count +1】

【Draw now? (Friendly reminder: Entry draws can be accumulated)】

Gu Yan did not hesitate and chose to draw immediately.

Why save? Just draw.

He lacked nothing at the moment anyway—drawing something good would be a pleasant surprise, drawing something useless did not matter.

The light screen flowed.

A massive roulette wheel appeared.

Seven colors shimmered upon it, arranged from low to high: gray, green, blue, purple, orange, gold, red.

The pointer began to spin.

Gray—passed.

Green—passed.

Blue…

The pointer slowed more and more.

Finally, it stopped within the blue region.

【Draw successful】

【Obtained entry: 《Creation Spirit Tree · Blue》】

Gu Yan was slightly stunned.

Creation Spirit Tree?

That name sounded interesting.

With a thought, detailed information appeared before him.

【Creation Spirit Tree · Blue】

【Effect One: Spiritual Energy Amplification.

After planting, greatly increases the acquired spiritual energy in the surrounding area, covering a radius of ten thousand li, tripling the spiritual energy density.】

【Effect Two: Creation Spirit Fruit.

Bears fruit once every three thousand years, producing nine fruits each time.

The fruit can be consumed directly. One fruit can elevate a mortal’s cultivation to the Nascent Soul stage without any side effects.

If the fruit is not picked and remains hanging on the tree for ten thousand years, it will absorb the essence of heaven and earth, naturally mature, and fall to the ground, transforming into a living being.

This being is born with intelligence, begins at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, can cultivate up to the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and is absolutely loyal to the planter.】

“Three thousand years to bear fruit, ten thousand years to transform… isn’t this basically growing gourd brothers?”

Gu Yan did not truly dislike it.

Although he already had plenty of items that could produce acquired spiritual energy—

And casually picking one entry, such as the Nine Qi Returning to Origin Tree, would have far stronger effects—

This fruit-transforming-into-life effect was rather interesting.

Ten thousand years for one fruit to become a Nascent Soul peak being, absolutely loyal.

Ten thousand years sounded long, but for a cultivator with nearly limitless lifespan like him, it was not that long.

After thinking for a moment, Gu Yan moved his mind.

He arrived before the Longevity Hall, where many things had already been planted.

Raising his hand, he lightly pointed.

A streak of light flew from his fingertip and sank into the ground.

In the next instant, a sapling broke through the soil.

The sapling was entirely emerald green, its branches and leaves spreading. In the blink of an eye, it grew into a small tree about three feet tall.

A faint green glow flowed across its trunk, with subtle spiritual light flickering among its leaves.

It was the Creation Spirit Tree.

Gu Yan looked at the small tree and nodded.

Though its effects were somewhat mediocre, it was fine to plant it for fun.

After all, there was plenty of empty space in front of the Longevity Hall.

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