Immortality: My cultivation Has No Bottleneck

They just hoped that the upcoming chaos wouldn’t cause any loss to the Zhou family.

Over the past hundred years, many disciples from the Zhou family have fallen, but they all passed away due to the exhaustion of their lifespan.

Fortunately, the Zhou family had been passing down their bloodline throughout these years, and now the sixth generation descendants had been born, which could be said to be thriving.

What surprised them the most was that the cultivation speed of the current sixth generation descendants had almost reached 70-80% of the speed of the natives in the Immortal City.

Perhaps by the time the seventh generation descendants were born, the Zhou family’s bloodline could restore their cultivation speed to that of normal people, which would be something to celebrate.

The Zhou family could only maintain their existence today because of their ability to seek fortune and avoid evil, the Nascent Soul Master Jin Quanxiu presiding over them and the period of equality among all beings in the Church of All Beings.

If it were during the time when City Master Zhen Yuan ruled, even if they could pass down their lineage, it wouldn’t be so smooth.

After all, in the past Immortal City, higher beings couldn’t bear to see others suffer while they enjoyed themselves, so they demanded service from others.

Once the Zhou family closed their doors and declined guests, Liang Sheng could only marvel at the magic of the Zhou family bloodline, as they never made a wrong choice before a major event.

However, time would not stop because of someone’s will, and the atmosphere in the Immortal City was becoming more and more oppressive. No one knew when it would explode.

In this situation, one day, Huang Yifan suddenly asked Liang Sheng to sit down and brought out a table of dishes he had cooked.

Liang Sheng didn’t hold back, and with a bite of food, his eyes lit up.

Delicious!

Tasty!

The happiness was simply overwhelming.

Huang Yifan’s culinary skills were really impressive!

After 120 years, Huang Yifan had finally become a culinary master. It was a matter of perseverance and practice making perfect.

With Liang Sheng’s approval, Huang Yifan became even more excited. Liang Sheng was the meaning of his life, and as long as Liang Sheng was happy, he would be happy too.

However, that night, Liang Sheng still went to the Yaoxiang Pavilion as usual since he didn’t feel any danger from his auspicious ability to avoid evil, even though chaos was imminent in Immortal City.

After all, City Lord Zhen Yuan was no match for Liang Sheng at the moment, so who could hurt him as long as no special circumstances occurred?

However, tonight, with several exhausted Giving Bodhisattvas sleeping beside him, Liang Sheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the direction of the West City.

Sure enough, cultivators who had gotten used to abundant resources would not be able to endure suddenly running out of breakthrough spiritual pills.

Originally, the low-level cultivators of the Lower City had voluntarily started to fight for and seize resources in order to break through and take risks.

This was the open plan of the cultivation families planned for a hundred years-how would the Church of All Beings cope with it this time?

If they turned a blind eye to it, the doctrine of equality for all beings, like dragons, would become empty talk, as those major cultivation families hadn’t done anything overly aggressive.

But if they took action to suppress these frenzied cultivators, how would they solve the problem of the lack of background for the low-level cultivators who want to continue their cultivation efforts?

As for the end result, if they didn’t attack these former low-level cultivators but instead attacked those cultivation families to share resources, wouldn’t the original low-level cultivators become higher beings again?

The Church of All Beings clearly hadn’t prepared for dealing with this situation, and as more and more people joined the fray to seize shop cultivation resources, the chaos ensued.

The Immortal City was in chaos!

At this time, outside Yaoxiang Pavilion, there was also the sound of fighting.

Eventually, someone clever came up with the idea of targeting the pleasure establishments, as any cultivator who could afford to spend there must be wealthy.

Liang Sheng shook his head helplessly, no longer feigning sleep, and got up. Huang Yifan, seeing Liang Sheng coming out, quickly saluted.

“Master.”

“Let’s go.”

Liang Sheng went towards the outside of Yaoxiang Pavilion. The rogue cultivators who were suppressing the Yaoxiang Pavilion guards saw the two and their eyes lit up.

Ordinary-looking, with a servant following, it seemed like a young master from a family, definitely a fat sheep worth grabbing.

Immediately, someone abandoned the Yaoxiang Pavilion guards and attacked the two directly. As techniques and spells were cast, all of them were explosive killing moves.

It turned out to be a cultivator at the foundation establishment perfection realm who initiated the chaos in order to get the Golden Yuan Pill!

At the next moment, Huang Yifan stood in front of Liang Sheng, his face extremely ugly. These people dared to harbor murderous intentions towards his Master.

“Seeking death!”

In an instant, several cultivators in the foundation establishment perfection realm were turned to ashes, and it was just a shout. What was the cultivation level of their opponent?

And this was just a servant!

They had kicked an iron plate!

Instantly, the Yaoxiang Pavilion fell silent, and then the rogue cultivators retreated in terror and escaped frantically.

“Run!”