Cursed Mountains and Seas

Chapter 402 The Six Paths of the Immortal Sect: Now that's what you call knowing how to eat!
As the treasure ship's crew began to turn their ships around and charge into the [Inverted Yin-Yang Formation], the Penglai Immortal Island opposite them, separated by a secret realm boundary, had already been transformed into a living hell.

Those medicine seekers, whose fighting strength had been severely damaged and who were now in complete disarray, were all fleeing for their lives.

The teams that dare to go to Penglai Immortal Island are led by officials of at least the fourth rank, and there are quite a few living ghosts and gods of the third rank. If they can work together, they may not be unable to stop the four immortals.

But at this moment, they all wished they could grow two more legs, wanting to run faster than the others.

"Let's leave the mountains and get back to the ship quickly! The island is teeming with monsters! Ah—!"

"Creak, creak, creak."

Any leader who raises their voice and tries to reorganize the group will be preyed upon by the sea, land, and air.

Especially those alchemists who consumed twenty low-grade immortal elixirs were exceptionally irritable and bloodthirsty, almost like monsters.

Within the Great Firewall, humans and demons can still coexist peacefully, after all, humans are born of human mothers, and demons are born of demon mothers, and it's not impossible for demons to be born of human mothers.

Often, people and transgender people reach the same conclusion despite their different paths, and the conflicts between them are not particularly sharp.

In order to cultivate the righteous path, demons will even take the initiative to serve under human officials, either as servants or protectors, so that someone will guide them when they are reincarnated.

Upon arriving in this "celestial realm," the situation was completely transformed.

To outsiders, these sorcerers appeared to be a combination of various human and demon forms.

Humans are composed of men and women; demons are composed of humans, animals, and plants, with humans as the dominant element; and demons are a combination of humans, animals, and plants, with demons as the dominant element.
There are also demons that have almost no human characteristics; and sword demons formed from the fusion of humans and non-living things.
If we continue to subdivide it, it wouldn't be a problem to divide it into ninety-seven or ninety-eight categories.

Even more complex than Xingzhe Sun, it's almost impossible to find two people who are exactly the same at a glance.

Many of the sorcerers were even more ferocious than the pure monsters within the walls.

"Ah, let me go!"

A sixth-rank official who had eaten a whole ginseng root was hiding under a patch of grass, his entire body buried in the soil, when a passing fourth-rank alchemist grabbed his braid and pulled him out of the ground.

They were presented with a hideous face that was half human and half lion.

"Hehehe, I caught it! I got a mid-grade immortal herb and a mid-grade medicinal ingredient for free, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"

It opened its blood-red maw and bit down on the neck of the Shinto official.

Instead of directly consuming flesh and blood, they first infused him with true qi to catalyze the medicinal power that had not yet been fully digested in his body.

"Ahhh"

The official screamed in agony, but was powerless to resist.

These "clever people" who had already consumed twenty low-grade and ten mid-grade immortal elixirs on the island and pocketed them were actually unaware of this.

After consuming the elixir, they would continuously emit an intoxicating aroma of medicine and meat that only alchemists could detect for a whole day.

Like a campfire in the dark, they would immediately become the primary target of the sorcerers.

When the true qi enters these people's bodies, the vigorous life force in the elixir is re-energized, and it turns around and assimilates their flesh, spirit, and inner light, eventually twisting them into large medicinal plants.

Just like this sixth-rank official who ate the seven-leaf ginseng, he transformed into a huge ginseng with seven leaves on top during his violent struggle, bigger than a small child.

The original elixir looked like a normal ginseng, but now it was completely blood red, with a smooth skin like human skin, and all the ginseng roots had turned into twisted tentacles, with a distorted old man's face growing in the middle.

Clearly, just like the top-grade six-ingredient immortal medicine [Dao Fruit], which has obvious problems, these middle and low-grade immortal medicines also have problems.

Only when combined with "medicinal agents" such as Shinto officials will they reveal their true nature.

Then, the lion-headed sorcerer poked a small hole in the heart of this "giant ginseng".

It buried its head and gulped down the sweet "ginseng blood juice" inside, drinking it until it was completely drained, leaving only a thin layer of ginseng skin, before finally sighing with unsatisfied satisfaction.

"That was so satisfying! There really is nothing in this world that tastes better than people."

The lion-headed sorcerer's cultivation had visibly increased, and his animalistic features had faded considerably, making him look more like a human.

Most mid- to low-grade alchemists have limited lifespans and probably only have one chance in their lifetime to witness the collapse of the curses and prohibitions at the end of a dynasty.

Including the Lion-Headed Sorcerer, everyone regarded this hunt as a ladder to heaven, completely disregarding their own behavior.

However, there are exceptions.

The air was filled with the sounds of traditional string and wind instruments, and a vast, white cloud bed, almost half an acre in size, drifted slowly from west to east.

The lion-headed sorcerer looked up and saw the cloud bed, and on it a group of dissolute men and women feasting in unrestrained revelry. He immediately knelt down on the ground.

A look of fear crossed his face, and countless beads of sweat splattered onto the ground. He inwardly groaned:

Why are these 'second-generation immortals' from the six major immortal sects here too?
"If I were to be targeted by these living ancestors by some unfortunate person, even if they openly captured me and tasted my food, I would have nowhere to complain." A dignified fourth-rank alchemist lowered his head even further, trying his best to appear as if he didn't like the taste, afraid of attracting attention.

The person on the cloud bed didn't notice him, such a minor character.

Even though the two sides were at roughly the same level, the "second generation" were only a group of middle-ranking alchemists, but the difference in status between them and the Lion-Headed Alchemist was as vast as heaven and earth.

The men and women on the cloud beds don't even need to lift a finger; golden-armored warriors wield chains and drag their prey, whichever they casually point at, directly up to the clouds.

No one on the ground dared to stop them; they even retreated from a great distance.

【Ghost-faced Lingzhi】, 【Monkey Brain Girl】, 【Crimson Pearl Fairy Grass】, 【Jade-eyed Vermilion Fruit】, 【Human-faced Peach】, 【Seven-leaf Ginseng】, 【Longevity and Fortune Tai Sui】.
The "medicine people" who have consumed twenty low-grade and ten mid-grade elixirs are almost all available here.

A fat Taoist priest, as fat as a pig but with red scales only on his neck and fangs protruding from his mouth, pushed aside the two alluring snake women serving him.

He stepped forward and casually grabbed a fifth-rank official who had eaten the Crimson Pearl Herb.

With a surge of true qi in his palm, the unfortunate soul slowly transformed into a delicate woman with a crimson elixir on her head, her skin so white it was almost translucent, like it was made of water.

The fat man nodded in satisfaction and bowed to his companions.

"Speaking of cooking skills, this is our specialty, 'Yantiandao'. I've been searching for recipes and pondering how to prepare this feast for ten years."

Today, let me show you all what I've got.

The most important skill that allows the second-generation members present to sit here is not how strong they are or how high their cultivation level is, but rather that their only ticket to the event is a story titled "My Upper Third-Rank Immortal Father/Mother/Grandfather/Grandmother/Uncle/Maternal Grandfather".

In them, the most powerful magic is the understanding of human relationships!

Everyone cheered for Yun Jinlong, the only son of the Third Elder of the Yantian Dao and a second-rank [Fire Dragon Immortal].
"Brother Yun is indeed a man of great taste!"

Yun Jinlong pulled out a spiked mace from his Qiankun bag and glanced maliciously at a spot behind the drug-using man.

"what--!"

A moment later, he filled a jade cup with blood and tears.

"The rest of this Crimson Pearl Herb is dry and unpalatable, but all its essence is in this 'Crimson Pearl Tears,' which is perfect for accompanying wine. Please enjoy."

With a flick of the wrist, the cup of blood and tears scattered into droplets, one drop in each person's cup, which dissolved upon contact with the wine, releasing a rich floral fragrance.

"Wow, this is truly a delicacy from the celestial realm!"

"Haha, the people inside the wall are pitiful. What can they eat?"

It's nothing more than vegetables, steamed buns, rice, and pork. Even the emperor couldn't possibly eat as well as us immortals!"

"Brother Yun, hurry, hurry, I can't wait to try the next dish."

When Yun Jinlong saw that the last person to speak was a young girl sitting in the center of the table, exuding wildness and resembling a little lioness, he immediately perked up.

He then grabbed another official who had eaten the "monkey brain" and turned into a big-headed monkey, took out an iron pot, used his powers to light the fire and heat the oil, and skillfully cooked while explaining:
This dish is called "Monkey Brain Tofu".

First, peel both sides of this 'meat tofu,' cut each piece into eight small pieces, dry them with magic, then fry them in lard, sprinkle with a little salt, and then add a large cup of medicinal wine and eighteen dried shrimp.

Soon, one immortal elixir after another, paired with medicinal ingredients from living officials, was served, which the people on the cloud bed enjoyed immensely, praising it repeatedly.

"Haha, Brother Yun's cooking is amazing! Now we know how to eat well!"

Even if these "second-generation immortals" capture the medicine man, they only eat the most delicious and nutritious parts, leaving the rest to be snatched up by ordinary alchemists and scum on the ground.

This caused them to burst into laughter again.

In fact, apart from the four immortals who made exceptions for their disciples, the alchemists who were able to come to this Penglai Immortal Island to have their first taste of meat were mostly rising stars from the six major lineages under the Six Heavens Ancient Qi.

There are a total of six immortal sects: Gaotian Dao, Bahui Dao, Jiuyou Dao, Yantian Dao, Nanming Dao, and Jinchan Dao.

However, the second generation on the cloud bed are themselves descendants of the top three-rank immortals who have undergone metamorphosis. After metamorphosis, their extraordinary bloodline can be inherited.

These descendants not only possessed far superior aptitude for practicing external alchemy, but were also born with rudimentary bloodline supernatural abilities, making them far more powerful than their peers.

Naturally, they no longer considered themselves to be the same species as the humans inside the wall, or even ordinary disciples, but instead called themselves the "Immortal Clan," born with immortal destiny and immortal roots!
Since the great power originates from themselves, the giant whales of the six immortal sects will never die and will always occupy the scarce resources in their ecological niche. The social stratification here is far beyond the imagination of anyone inside the walls.

It perfectly achieved the ideal world of those gentry and aristocratic families of Guishan Bookstore. The immortals who have ascended to immortality are truly born with great courage!

The lower classes had no power to resist them.

If the divine system within the walls did not follow the path of gathering the masses, the "Twenty-Four Solar Terms" would rely on the incense offerings and prayers of the people, which would necessitate severing the communication between Yin and Yang, thus preventing ghosts and gods from acting arbitrarily after death.

Perhaps the present state of the celestial realm is the future state of the human world.

(End of this chapter)