Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 502 Empty Seat
The contents of the jar were more troublesome than Wei Xi had anticipated.

Cremated remains are far safer than unknown "relics of the deceased".

Wei Xi brought the small jar close to his eyes for a closer look.

After looking at it for a while, Wei Xi felt that this jar was plain and unadorned, completely inconsistent with the style of Yan Ci.

Just like the bamboo slips she left behind, this person who wore her emotions on her sleeve chose such a simple way to preserve what she had learned in her life.

Wei Xi shook his head, clearing his thoughts of the emotions.

Wei Xi weighed the jar in his hand and confirmed that there was indeed something inside.

After hesitating for a moment, Wei Xi ultimately did not open the jar—the matter that Yan Ci couldn't let go of until her death was definitely a lifelong regret. Since that was the case, Wei Xi, who had received a favor, had no need to reopen old wounds.

After carefully collecting Yan Ci's belongings, Wei Xi turned his gaze to Yan Ci's body.

I'm so sorry!

After regaining control of Lingyin, Wei Xi apologized before turning the body over.

"Why has the amount of deformity in the corpse decreased?"

Wei Xi remembered that when he first saw the corpse, he could only barely tell that it had once been a human.

But now the appearance of this corpse is almost as close as that of a normal person, except that its limbs are twisted like a pretzel.

The protruding arms and legs have disappeared, and those visually challenging shapes have all returned to normal.

Initial suspicions suggest that this change is related to the disappearance of language.

Tearing another piece from his battered clothes, Wei Xi wrapped his hands around the body and turned it over. But the moment he touched it, Yan Ci's remains lay piled up like a tattered lantern.

An idea popped into Wei Xi's mind, and she began to press on the corpse, carefully feeling its texture.

"The bones... were dug out?" Wei Xi gasped, almost immediately recalling Xu Xiangfang's remains. "No, it was the words that carried the roots of the Dao!"

Wei Xi's experience of escaping death in Tangkou Town was so extraordinary that it triggered his memories.

“Yan Ci’s foundation is naturally different, wait a minute,” Wei Xi suddenly connected his own Core Formation scene with the past, “When I formed my Core, my foundation was entangled with the [Pulling Silk], and the impurities were removed. If that’s the case, Yan Ci probably went through the same thing.”

"And Xu Xiangfang, I remember he has extremely high purity gold bone structure. Could it be that he was born with it?"

Wei Xi felt a mix of emotions: his journey had been far from over, though not exactly a brush with death, but certainly fraught with hardship; yet some people were born just short of success, truly a case of comparing oneself to others and feeling utterly miserable.

Thinking back to the chaos in Tangkou Town and the disappearance of Xu Xiangfang's remains, it seems that Xu Xiangfang's death was probably a case of "possessing a treasure and thus incurring a crime."

Wei Xi stopped thinking about the past in Tangkou Town; his immediate priority was to find the foundation of his words.

“It’s not that I’m greedy, but the cause that my predecessors risked their lives for should not be betrayed. Besides, if it weren’t for my own hard work, your talent would have been given to me anyway.”

"I have a deep grudge against the Heavenly Dao. I took your essence to increase my strength so that I can better challenge the Heavenly Dao! From this perspective, you and I are fighting for a common ideal! What's yours is mine!"

Wei Xi spoke with conviction, straightening his back more and more as he spoke, "Senior Yan Ci, I guess you were worried that I wouldn't be able to bear it, which is why you removed my bone marrow! I'll find it right now!"

The worst thing about talking nonsense is convincing yourself, but it has to be said that Pei Chi has some skill, and he really managed to combine his words with those of Wei Xi, this pair of clowns.

The very essence that held the Dao was indeed removed by Yan Ci himself, wrapped in a tattered Daoist robe, and placed near the shallow pit. Because it was so dark inside the abyss, Wei Xi didn't notice it immediately upon being pulled away.

Wei Xi recognized the robe; it was the same garment that had been used to pad the shallow pit before, and it fit Yan Ci's size perfectly.

Upon opening the package, one finds a set of dark purple bones, their color rich and intense, with faint traces of yin and yang energy flowing within. Thick red lines, about half a finger's width, emanate from them, clearly indicating the bone structure of a cultivator who has integrated with the Dao.

"Who would have thought that in the end, even the most dedicated cultivators cannot escape this mortal body?" Wei Xi thought to himself. "The Dao resides within the very essence of every cultivator, and everyone has the potential to attain it. From this perspective, the fact that so few people 'attain the Dao and ascend to immortality' these days suggests that there is a problem with the Dao itself."

Wei Xi had no such worries: she had already entered the path of cause and effect, and the [threads] were all integrated with her physical bones. Her next task was to continuously improve her cultivation.

“Theoretically, my physical constitution is already far beyond the Core Formation stage,” Wei Xi quickly assessed. “Comparatively, the form of my physical constitution is extremely similar to that of Yan Ci; while Xu Xiangfang’s constitution lacks the entanglement of heaven and earth meridians, yet he is already a Core Formation cultivator.”

“It seems that Core Formation is only the beginning of comprehending certain powers. To master these powers, one still needs to cultivate continuously.” Wei Xi completed the last piece of the puzzle in his understanding of cultivation. “In this way, leaving behind a legacy of words can not only prevent future generations from being subject to the rule of Heaven, but also save them a lot of effort.”

Simply put, Wei Xi's innate talent has already surpassed that of a cultivator of the Myriad Manifestations realm, while her cultivation level is only at the Core Formation stage.

To put it abstractly, Wei Xi, as a cultivator, was a "cripple".

After all, there are many people in the world, and few are like Wei Xi and a certain celestial meridian, who are constantly striving in both directions—achieving the Dao by forming the Golden Core.

“At least,” Wei Xi added in his heart, “his fundamental nature has already attained enlightenment in form. I only have a superficial understanding of cause and effect now, and I am completely unable to wield authority as freely as Luexi and Yuhan.”

Thinking of this, Wei Xi temporarily abandoned his complicated thoughts and focused on his own words.

Wei Xi's spiritual energy was still plentiful, and she wanted to test her strength after forming her core, so she took a gamble and used her spiritual energy to lift herself up.

It must be said that Core Formation is a hurdle for cultivators. The obstacle that was originally difficult to overcome was forcibly cut by spiritual power, allowing Wei Xi to go against the current.

Being in the midst of it, Wei Xi, whose senses were heightened, could feel the unseen yin and yang energies and spiritual energy battling each other.

It's like a hunting game, where the roles of hunter and prey coexist.

Wei Xi frowned; the rules governing this world were far more complex than she had imagined.

But Wei Xi also knew that one cannot become fat in one bite. After using her spiritual power to escape the Abyss, she looked back at the magnificent sight of all rivers flowing eastward and embarked on her uncertain path.

Wei Xi first ran to the tallest building in Deadwater City. Without using spiritual power, she climbed to the roof step by step.

Hidden beneath the enormous decorations, the massive fish skeletons were neatly arranged, with a gray cloth strip tied to the nearest one.

This was the signal agreed upon by Wei and Qin, indicating that Qin Feng had left Deadwater City on the fishbone as instructed.

Wei Xi had been thinking that while Dead Water City was certainly a city teeming with cultivators, there must also be ordinary people active within it. Moreover, judging from the city's extensive rail system, there was a large volume of goods that needed to be moved around.

Monks aren't dockworkers; they must have a more efficient way of transporting goods.

Moreover, Zuo Fei dared to build Dead Water City underwater, which means he must have considered how to escape in extreme circumstances. In other words, there must be a way to leave Dead Water City.

However, it was not used in the end.

Combining the information that Lian Gou had gathered about an old fisherman who had escaped death with the help of a bone fish, Wei Xi easily found the answer.

The location where the bone fish were stored should be convenient for escape. In addition, Wei Xi noticed that the proportions of the tallest building in Deadwater City were a bit strange, which led him to lock onto the target.

"It seems the cultivators haven't been idle all these years," Wei Xi, riding on the bone fish, sneered, looking at the empty spot. "I wonder where they've all been hiding!"