Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Wu Tian's mind sank into the painting, his true blood boiling and roaring, resonating intensely with the painting's energy.

His consciousness seemed to be pulled into a mysterious world made of wind, where streaks of silver light darted around like dragons, outlining complex and profound incantations.

These incantations constantly combine, decompose, and evolve, corresponding to different forms and uses of wind.

Each visualization image and each inherited incantation, accompanied by Daoist sounds like the whispering of wind and howling of thunder, were deeply imprinted into his mind.

In the quiet room, a faint blue glow began to flow around Wu Tian, ​​with subtle flashes of sword light flickering and changing into various forms within the glow.

After an unknown amount of time, the radiance of the suspended scroll gradually subsided and slowly fell back into the jade box, and the strange phenomenon in the quiet room subsided.

Ding! System notification: You have obtained the eighteenth level of the "Wind Mother Twenty-Four Phases Blade" manual. Please check the details yourself.

Wu Tian slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of cyan light seemed to disappear deep within them, sharp as an arrow.

He exhaled a breath of stale air, a long and lingering exhale.

This period of reflection has been incredibly rewarding.

He not only fully comprehended the first eighteen complete methods of the "Twenty-Four Phases of the Wind Mother Sword," but also had enough to support his cultivation all the way to the realm of Loose Immortal and condense the Wind Mother Dharma Image.

More importantly, the trace of the divine essence of the Wind Mother contained in the "Taiyin Wind Mother Yuanjun Diagram" pointed him in the right direction, making his subsequent cultivation twice as effective.

Wu Tian took out a magic bead, the size of a pigeon egg, with a bluish-green color and countless fine wind spells flowing inside.

He swallowed the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl.

The pure and vast essence of bloodline surged forth like a river bursting its banks...

For the next few days, Wu Tian stayed home and rarely went out.

His daily tasks included listening to Yun Jin's reports on the business operations, reviewing the accounts, and meeting with various managers. These tasks were not difficult for him and he could handle them with ease.

During this time, he also returned the visits to the owners of the buildings and pavilions who had given him gifts, behaving appropriately, neither too intimate nor too distant.

Aside from these trivial matters, he devoted most of his energy to cultivation. With the help of the magic beads and the system panel, his cultivation speed increased by leaps and bounds.

Five days later, in the quiet room of Tingfeng Tower.

Wu Tian sat cross-legged on the cloud couch, his body enveloped in a faint blue halo. This halo pulsated like breathing, and within it flowed countless fine, silk-like silver runes, emitting a soft whistling sound.

The tenth level of the "Wind Mother Twenty-Four Phases Blade" technique within his body had been activated to its limit. The vast Wind Mother True Blood accumulated from the previous nine levels was undergoing transformation and sublimation under the impetus of the pure bloodline transformed from the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit were highly condensed, merging with the boiling true blood of the Wind Mother, faintly forming a rapidly spinning vortex. At the center of the vortex, a dazzling azure-green light was being nurtured, emitting increasingly intense fluctuations of magical power.

Wu Tian's consciousness was immersed in the inner landscape, repeatedly contemplating the divine charm conveyed by the rubbing of the "Taiyin Fengmu Yuanjun Diagram".

The twenty-four phases of the wind cycle from the beginning of spring to the coldest period of winter, endlessly renewing life.

The nine phases he had previously cultivated—the gentleness of the Beginning of Spring, the moisture of Rain Water, the swiftness of the Awakening of Insects, the harmony of the Spring Equinox, the purity of Qingming Festival, the nourishment of Grain Rain, and even the rudiments of the early summer phases—are now intertwined, colliding, merging, and evolving in his mind.

Time passes little by little.

After an unknown amount of time, the stable structure within his body, constructed from the incantations of the three major spells "Wind Blade," "Water Mirror Technique," and "Moon in the Well," suddenly trembled slightly.

It seemed as if a critical point had been reached.

"Click..."

A faint cracking sound, audible only to Wu Tian himself, resounded from the depths of his soul.

The next moment, the three spell incantations that were originally stable, clear and intertwined suddenly shattered, like glass struck by an invisible force.

It transformed into millions of even more subtle incantations, which were like dust after a galaxy collapsed, or like thousands of points of light swept up by a gale, spinning and dancing wildly within his body.

Almost at the same moment, outside the quiet room, on the top of the Listening Wind Pavilion, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the night sky.

The once star-studded night sky seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand, with clouds gathering and swirling to form a huge vortex.

At the center of the vortex, a clear, bright, and pure beam of moonlight ignored the numerous arrays blocking the pavilions and pierced straight down, disappearing into the roof of the quiet room where Wu Tian was, precisely enveloping him.

The moonlight fell like a waterfall.

Wu Tian's body trembled slightly as he felt a surge of clear, icy, yet boundless life-giving Yin energy flow into his limbs and bones, rapidly merging with the boiling Wind Mother True Blood and the dancing incantations within his body.

The moonlight, like water, permeates everything.

Under the illumination and guidance of the moonlight, the densely packed incantations began to rearrange, recombine, and fuse in a mysterious and unpredictable manner. Wind and moon, two completely different principles, gradually merged under the operation of the technique.

Wu Tian was highly focused, guiding this crucial step.

In the space between his eyebrows, a magic bead radiating a hazy azure light was slowly taking shape.

Initially only the size of a red bean, it then rapidly absorbed the surrounding incantations and moonlight essence, beating and expanding like a heart.

Gradually, a magic bead, entirely blue-green, half-real and half-illusory, shaped like a crescent moon, with countless subtle wind patterns flowing inside, condensed.

It hovered quietly in the center of my consciousness, exuding a cool and sharp aura.

The moon is its core, and the wind incantation is its network, possessing both the tranquility and loftiness of the moon and the unpredictable nature of the wind. Strands of azure light flowed from the surface of the magic bead, illuminating the entire sea of ​​consciousness and subtly resonating with the wind and moon forces of the outside world.

Ding! System notification: Your cultivation of the tenth level of the "Wind Mother Twenty-Four Phases Blade" has been completed, your Wind Mother True Blood concentration has increased, and you have awakened a seventh-grade divine power seed, the Taiyin Wind Phase Blade.

The Taiyin Wind Phase Blade is a supreme divine power seed, incorporating the essence of Taiyin magic into its blade light. Wherever the moonlight shines, the blade light follows. With each phase of the "Twenty-Four Phase Blade of the Wind Mother" mastered, the power of this divine power increases, and its transformations also multiply.

As the seed of divine power was fully formed, the vortex of essence, energy, and spirit within Wu Tian's body suddenly contracted inward, and all his bloodline and magical power, as if flowing from a hundred rivers into the sea, poured into that crescent-shaped seed of divine power.

"Buzz!"

The seed shone brightly, transforming from the ethereal to the real, and its shape changed slightly. It was no longer a crescent moon, but transformed into a pearl the size of a longan, perfectly round, the color of the finest jade, and seemingly containing a miniature bright moon and endless flowing winds inside.

The Wind God's Magic Pearl is complete.

Once this pearl is completed, it signifies that Wu Tian has officially broken through the barrier, leaping from the Refining Technique Realm to the Dao Embryo Realm.
The moment the magic pearl was formed, a magical light far purer, more powerful, and more refined than before erupted from Wu Tian's center. A fierce wind howled, and the bright moon shone like a knife.

Above the eighth floor of Tingfeng Tower, the moonlight, which cascaded down like a waterfall, not only did not dissipate, but suddenly became several times larger, connecting the sky and the earth, illuminating the entire Tingfeng Tower like a moon palace.

Within the pillar of light, the glint of swords could be faintly seen, sometimes like a gentle spring breeze and rain, sometimes like a summer thunderstorm, displaying ten different wind patterns. A blue moon hung high in the center, casting its clear light.

The immense pressure spread outwards like a tidal wave, instantly alarming countless cultivators in the vicinity.

"The aura of a Dao Embryo! Someone is condensing a Dao Embryo!"

"Such pure wind elemental power! It even draws upon the essence of the moon, this must be from the direct line of the Bai family."

"It's from the direction of Tingfeng Tower! That newly appointed tower master? She's only been here a few days?!"

"How could it be so fast?!"

A multitude of thoughts, some astonished, some in awe, and some in disbelief, intertwined in the night sky. From the nearby pavilions and buildings, figures flew out, stood in mid-air, and looked towards the direction of Tingfeng Tower with eyes full of shock.

Several tower owners and pavilion masters who were nearby even used their escape light to arrive near Tingfeng Tower, but they dared not get too close, for fear of disturbing the breakthrough inside. They just watched from a distance, exchanging shocked glances with each other.

"How long has it been... that person from Qiyun Academy has already reached this point?" A middle-aged woman in a purple robe murmured. She herself was a Dao Embryo cultivator and could better sense the pure Dharma intent and potential contained in that strange phenomenon.

"The Wind God Pearl... and it's the Wind God Pearl infused with the true meaning of Taiyin! This girl's future is limitless!" Another lord gasped. "It seems that my Bai family is about to produce another true prodigy."

The strange phenomenon lasted for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea before slowly subsiding. The pillar of moonlight dissipated, and the light from the sword disappeared into the moon.

Inside the Listening Wind Pavilion, in a quiet room.

Wu Tian slowly opened his eyes, a flash of azure moonlight appearing in them, sharp as a knife, before returning to a deep and calm state.

He looked inward at himself, and the Wind God Pearl slowly rotated in his sea of ​​consciousness, absorbing and releasing pure magical power, constantly resonating with the bright moon and wind spirit between heaven and earth.

His perception of the laws of heaven and earth in every gesture was far beyond what he could have achieved in the Refining Law Realm.

In particular, this body, having undergone a profound baptism by the moon's radiance, seemed to have been reshaped from the inside out.

Her already flawless skin appeared even more radiant and translucent, as if shrouded in a faint moonlight, so delicate that no pores were visible.

The wind's free and untamed spirit and the moon's cold and lofty desolation blended in him to create a captivating and awe-inspiring charm, like a peerless sword sheathed in its case, its chilling gleam already penetrating to the bone even before it is drawn.

"I've finally reached the Dao Embryo Realm." He exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Before he could fully comprehend the Wind God's Magic Pearl, the great array of Listening Wind Pavilion rippled as if it had been activated. Immediately afterward, Yun Jin's voice came through the array, "Lord of the Pavilion, the Pavilion Master of Phoenix Pavilion has arrived in person and is waiting outside the building."

Wu Tian raised an eyebrow slightly. "Please come to the main hall, Pavilion Master. I will be there immediately."

He stood up, slightly tidying his robes which were a little disheveled due to the breakthrough. With a thought, he completely concealed his aura, and the pressure that had been emanating from his breakthrough instantly subsided. He looked no different from ordinary people, except that his temperament became more calm and profound.

The main hall on the eighth floor was brightly lit.

Bai Yuehua, the mistress of Fengyi Pavilion, was still dressed in a magnificent palace gown, her beauty stunning and her demeanor dignified. She sat upright in the main seat, her teacup untouched, simply gazing quietly towards the hall entrance.

When Wu Tian stepped into the hall, a fleeting look of surprise and undisguised admiration flashed across her phoenix eyes.

"Excellent! Excellent! May the moonlight cleanse your jade bones and the wind god forge your magic pearl!" Bai Yuehua spoke first, her voice filled with obvious admiration.

“Fengxian, in such a short time, you have crossed the chasm of refining techniques, condensed the Wind God Pearl, and even triggered the rare phenomenon of the Great Yin Moon Essence... Such talent and such aura are rare even among the direct lineage, let alone the collateral lineage.”

"This time, Qiyun Academy has truly produced a true phoenix!"

"Congratulations, Fengxian, on breaking through to the next realm and condensing the Wind God's Pearl. From now on, your path to immortality is promising," she said again, her tone more solemn and intimate than before.

"It was just a fluke, thank you, Pavilion Master." Wu Tian bowed, neither humble nor arrogant.

Bai Yuehua leaned forward slightly, looking intently at Wu Tian: "Such achievements cannot be summed up by mere luck. Your potential has already alarmed the higher-ups."

"I have come here not only to offer my congratulations, but also on the orders of the Palace Master of Xuanji to bring you to pay your respects."

She paused, her tone meaningful, "The Palace Master is one of the Palace Masters of the Bai family's Primordial Spirit Palace, holding a prestigious position. To be summoned by her is an immense opportunity and the beginning of your true entry into the core vision of the family. You must be careful with your words and actions and seize this opportunity."

"I am grateful for the introduction and guidance from the Pavilion Master." Wu Tian's heart stirred slightly, but his expression remained calm.

Bai Yuehua nodded slightly and stood up: "Your speed of advancement is truly rare. According to the clan rules, once you condense a Dao Embryo, you can be appointed as the Pavilion Master and enjoy power and resources in your territory. With the potential and strength you have shown, this matter should have come naturally."

She then changed the subject, "However, you have only been back in the family for a short time and your foundation is still shallow. Your previous victory in the hunting grounds, which earned you the Azure Scale Golden Eye Beast, has already caused some dissatisfaction among the direct descendants of the clan."

"Now that you have risen to such heights, it would be more than just a waste to promote you to Pavilion Master; it would only attract more criticism and unseen obstacles."

“When a family cultivates talents, it not only looks at their talent, but also considers their character, merits, and popularity. If you do not have enough merits to subdue the crowd, even if you are forcibly pushed to the position of Pavilion Master, you will be hindered in every way in the future.”

Wu Tian listened quietly, understanding in his heart.

This is an unavoidable rule and balance within powerful clans. The greater his potential, the more wary some people may become, and the more they may try to obstruct him. Resources and power are never obtained out of thin air.

"Please enlighten me, Master." Wu Tian's expression remained unchanged.

"The specific arrangements will be clear after we meet with the Palace Master of Xuanji." Bai Yuehua did not answer directly, but said, "Come with me, don't keep the Palace Master waiting."

Wu Tian followed Bai Yuehua away from Tingfeng Tower and headed towards the deepest part of the Bai family's ancestral land.

The scenery gradually changes along the way, with the exquisite elegance of the pavilions being replaced by the heavy, tall, dark palace walls and the shadows of the continuous, solemn halls. The alleys are deep and the corridors are endless, as if one has stepped into a vast and silent palace complex.

The air was filled with the scent of aged incense and the aura emanating from the magic array, creating an ancient and majestic atmosphere.

The guards were all covered in heavy armor, their faces concealed by visors, revealing only a pair of emotionless eyes. Like cast iron sculptures, they stood silently at every doorway and every corner.

The malevolent aura emanating from them merged with the subtle, flowing array light emanating from the palace walls, forming an invisible yet tight net.

Occasionally, stewards and ladies-in-waiting dressed in various ranks would hurry by, all with lowered heads and nimble steps like cats, without making a sound, their discipline and strictness to the extreme.

Everything here is completely different from the vibrant outside world, filled with the oppressive and mysterious atmosphere unique to the deep palace. (End of Chapter)