Immortality: My cultivation Has No Bottleneck

Ling Xiaozi didn’t speak, but he already had some guesses in his heart. Seeing this, Chunyangzi decided to get straight to the point.

“Daoist Friend Ling Xiaozi, Kaiyuan, after all, is one of the few among the younger generation who has survived a Fate Calamity. Although my disciple has made rapid progress in his cultivation, his Fate Calamity has not arrived yet.

Since it is a coincidence, let Feng Yuan witness Zhen Yuan’s Human Tribulation. Perhaps after this, he will gain some experience and increase his chances of surviving the Fate Calamity.”

Upon hearing Chunyangzi’s straightforward words, Ling Xiaozi naturally couldn’t refuse. Chunyangzi’s disciple, Feng Yuan, was a gifted child; at this moment, he had already reached the intermediate level of the Soul Emergence stage. However, his life calamity had not yet arrived.

Moreover, since he had spent so much time at the Spiritual Vein, he was likely to make another breakthrough soon. However, the higher his cultivation level, the riskier his Fate Calamity will be.

Although Kaiyuan’s fortune in the Great Competition of Spiritual Veins was far inferior to Feng Yuan’s, when it comes to real luck, Kaiyuan’s is deeper.

This was because he had inadvertently survived the Fate Calamity, thus giving him the opportunity to cultivate further and widen the road to immortality. It was for this reason that Chunyangzi’s attitude had changed, no longer being aggressive.

With this thought in mind, Ling Xiaozi finally felt that he had the upper hand over Chunyangzi, and since this had no bearing on the Longevity Immortal City, naturally, he wouldn’t refuse it.

“Daoist Friend’s words make sense; let the younger generation gather together.” Saying this, he turned to Feng Yuan and said, “Feng Yuan, if you meet my unworthy disciple, tell him to focus on cultivating, as his progress is far behind yours.”

“Senior Brother Ling Xiaozi is joking. Kaiyuan is my role model. Although I was fortunate to obtain the blessing of the Spiritual Vein, I have not yet passed the Fate Calamity, so it is still an illusion in the end.”

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiaozi became even more delighted, “Alright, you don’t need to flatter. With your talent, the Fate Calamity might not even be a big deal for you.

Since there’s no better day than today, Feng Yuan, set off now to find Kaiyuan. I’ll catch up with your master.”

Feng Yuan glanced at Chunyangzi and then took his leave,

“Yes.”

After Feng Yuan left, Ling Xiaozi and Chunyangzi shared a tacit look, “Daoist Friend Ling Xiaozi, please inform Kaiyuan and arrange for my disciple to hitch a ride.”

“Are you sure about this? No one can predict what will happen next. Aren’t you waiting for it? Do you really want to borrow my disciple Zhen Yuan’s tribulation power?”

Chunyangzi nodded, and Ling Xiaozi didn’t linger on the matter any longer. Since the other party didn’t care, and his own disciple Zhen Yuan could benefit from it, why refuse?

Chunyangzi also couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart. The higher Feng Yuan’s cultivation level was, the later his Fate Calamity would come. The more he worried, the higher the cultivation level would be, the harder it would be to survive the Fate Calamity.

Talented cultivators would inevitably be envied by Heaven and Earth.

So in this respect, Kaiyuan was lucky. However, gains came with losses, because he unintentionally survived the Fate Calamity, ultimately losing chances for hardships from Heaven and Earth. Therefore, he had fewer opportunities in the future.

Just like this time, during the competition of the Spiritual Vein Spirit Tide, Kaiyuan was eliminated early, unlike Feng Yuan, who only came out at this moment. Of course, in the end, cultivators had hope as long as they were alive.

So, who had deeper fortune between the two of them could not be determined at this moment, and Chunyangzi sensed Feng Yuan had left the territory of Lingge, expressing his gratitude once again.

“Daoist Friend Ling Xiaozi, this time it’s really troublesome for you. No matter what the outcome, I will compensate.”

Seeing Chunyangzi bow his head, Ling Xiaozi couldn’t be more delighted; this old fart had never been like this before, which was simply a pleasure to behold.

“Daoist Friend Chunyangzi, there’s no need to worry. Maybe when Feng Yuan meets up with my disciple, they’ll both soar to greater heights.”

Hopefully, that’s the case.

Chunyangzi didn’t respond but looked in the direction of the Longevity Immortal City. Under his calculations, with the Heavenly Secrets, he could only see chaos and nothing else.

It seemed that his disciple’s Fate Calamity would indeed be triggered in the Longevity Immortal City. What happened next would depend on him.

Thinking of this, Chunyangzi’s eyes were filled with a deep, dark gaze, while Ling Xiaozi simply took a sip of his tea.

Zhen Yuan was truly fortunate, but who knew if he could survive the Fate Calamity?

If he could survive the Fate Calamity, the destruction of Longevity Immortal City would not matter. Unfortunately, the Heavenly Secrets were still unclear.