Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Inside the quiet room, Bai Fengxian opened her eyes, her gaze reflecting the eighteen wind-elemental sword lights floating behind her.

These eighteen sword lights, each with a different color and shape—some were warm and gentle, some were fiery red and wild, and some were silvery white and murderous—slowly rotated behind her, like eighteen bright moons, evolving the myriad mysteries of the wind.

Amidst the flashing blades, the illusory images of the eighteen solar terms could be vaguely seen, rising and falling in cycles. The slight coolness of the Beginning of Spring, the dampness of the Rain Water, the trembling of the Awakening of Insects, the balance of the Spring Equinox…

From the biting cold of Frost's Descent, the eighteen solar terms' imagery remains complete.

Bai Fengxian sensed the mysteries of the eighteen wind phases, her gaze calmly falling on the two Immortal-level Wind-Fixing Pearls in the jade box in front of her.

She had spent a month refining two Immortal Beads, and had completely mastered the first eighteen levels of the "Wind Mother Twenty-Four Phases Blade" technique, reaching the pinnacle of the Immortal realm.

The Wind Mother's Dharma Form has been cultivated to its ultimate state, capable of transforming into a wisp of wind or a ray of moonlight, possessing great supernatural powers and endless transformations.

His cultivation level improved greatly, and his strength increased dramatically.

But she had no intention of stopping. This seclusion was intended to help her break through to the True Immortal realm in one fell swoop, so that she would have the confidence to besiege and kill the Third Prince of the Dragon Palace, Moang.

"Refine the Scattered Immortal Pearl first, and save the remaining True Immortal Pearl for last."

Bai Fengxian glanced at the magic beads in the jade box, and without the slightest hesitation, she reached out her slender hand, took two scattered immortal magic beads, and gently put them into her lips.

As the Wind-Fixing Pearls were transformed, they flowed naturally like snow melting in spring. The abundant blood essence contained in the two Immortal Pearls, after entering the Wind Mother's Dharma Body, merged seamlessly into her limbs and bones, just like a prodigal son returning home.

The purest and most refined bloodline of the Wind Mother flows like a mighty river, naturally illuminating the wind-related incantations within each place it passes through; the countless incantations flow and temper this physical form.

Bai Fengxian didn't even need to deliberately guide it; the two Wind-Fixing Pearls naturally merged into her Dharma Image. Her aura began to rise at a visible speed, and the eighteen Wind-Image Blade Lights behind her simultaneously emitted clear and melodious sounds, shining brightly.

"The Twenty-Four Phases of the Wind Mother Sword Technique consists of six levels, each level representing a different wind phase according to the four seasons, thus evolving into different mysteries."

"Although I have now perfected the first eighteen levels of the cultivation technique, the eighteen wind elements have not yet truly merged with each other, and are like eighteen independent individuals."

"Only by dividing the seasons into solar terms according to their mysteries, and integrating the six different solar terms into one, can we develop corresponding sword techniques and supernatural abilities. Only then can we use these supernatural abilities as a framework to further transform and sublimate our own Dharma form."

"Only then can one be qualified to bear the authority of a true immortal..."

Bai Fengxian took a deep breath, made a hand seal, and the six wind symbols behind her, belonging to spring, suddenly shone brightly.

The first six wind phases correspond to the Beginning of Spring, Rain Water, Awakening of Insects, Spring Equinox, Pure Brightness, and Grain Rain, respectively.

These six seasonal wind patterns present soft colors such as bluish-green, light green, and pale yellow, and their illusory shapes are also unique.

The spring breeze is like the first thaw of ice and snow, a cool and gentle breeze.
The rain and wind carried moisture, and there was a drizzling sound in the wind.

The wind at the Awakening of Insects hints at the budding spring thunder, carrying a tremor that awakens all things.

The spring equinox brings a balanced and mild wind, with yin and yang in equal proportions.
The air during Qingming Festival is fresh and clear, and there seems to be the fragrance of sprouting grass and trees in the wind;
The winds of Grain Rain are full and abundant, carrying with them vibrant life.

"The time has come."

Bai Fengxian formed an ancient hand seal in front of her chest, following the natural flow of Daoist energy within her body, making a movement that best aligns with the laws of heaven and earth.

The moment the hand seal was formed, the six sword lights behind her, corresponding to the spring season, trembled simultaneously, and all the light in the quiet room seemed to be drawn to her fingertips.

The six illusory images of spring winds trembled simultaneously, their boundaries blurring as colors such as azure, pale green, and tender yellow blended together like flowing water, transforming into a hazy, rosy glow of spring.

The blade light at the Beginning of Spring is bluish-green and slightly cool; the blade light at the Rain Water Festival is moist and crystalline; the blade light at the Awakening of Insects shows hidden thunder patterns; the blade light at the Spring Equinox is balanced and warm; the blade light at the Pure Brightness Festival is clear and bright; the blade light at the Grain Rain Festival is full and abundant; and all six blade lights shatter simultaneously.

It wasn't a collapse, but rather like a spring breeze scattering drizzle, transforming into countless tiny incantations of azure, pale green, and tender yellow. Each of these incantations corresponds to a certain profound meaning of the spring breeze; as fine as dust, yet containing the Daoist essence of nascent life.

Billions of incantations fell like spring rain, intertwining, converging, and recombining in the void, beginning to evolve with the profound principles of spring breeze and rain.

Moonlight shone from between her brows, clear and cold, blending with the spring glow. The moonlight, like woven fabric, and the glow, like silk, intertwined and gradually outlined the shape of a long sword before her.

This process is delicate and lengthy, like spring rain nourishing the earth silently.

Under the guidance of the moonlight, the incantations spontaneously arranged and combined.

The blade is slender, about three feet seven inches long, and has a warm, jade-like texture. Its surface flows with a shimmering light that intertwines blue-green and moon-white hues. Along the spine of the blade, six seasonal incantations appear in sequence.

These incantations are not static, but flow slowly across the blade. Each incantation, as it flows, brings with it a gentle spring breeze, with spring rain falling softly and silently.

The blade, instead of gleaming with a sharp, cold light, is hazy like distant mountains in spring rain, carrying a tender, delicate, and gentle artistic conception.

"The Spring Breeze and Rain Blade is complete!"

Bai Fengxian pushed with both hands, and the magical blade formed by the fusion of the winds of the first six solar terms was fully formed and floated in front of her.

The blade trembled slightly, emitting a clear, melodious sound like spring raindrops falling on bamboo leaves. Wherever the blade's light touched, fine raindrops appeared out of thin air in the quiet room. The raindrops were gentle, yet they contained a long-lasting Daoist charm that nourished all things and moistened the heavens and earth.

Finally, all the incantations merged completely with the moonlight, and a long sword interwoven with azure and moon white floated in the air.

The blade trembled slightly, emitting a clear, melodious sound like spring raindrops falling on bamboo leaves. Wherever the blade's light touched, fine rain naturally arose in the quiet room, the raindrops gentle and lingering, yet containing a long-lasting Daoist charm that nourishes heaven and earth.

The supernatural power, the Spring Breeze and Rain Blade, is complete.

Reorganizing and refining her six wind elements to create supernatural powers was an incredibly difficult process, yet it flowed smoothly and naturally in her hands. Everything came to fruition without any strain.

Just as spring arrives, ice and snow naturally melt, and grass and trees naturally sprout; everything is a natural manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth.

Bai Fengxian's expression was serene, and her hand seals changed accordingly.

Six beams of light, corresponding to the summer season, appeared behind him in response.

The summer solstice brings warm and growing light; the early summer solstice brings full and abundant light; the middle summer solstice brings busy and rapid light; the summer solstice brings extremely intense light; the minor heat brings muggy and humid light; and the major heat brings unbearable heat...

The six beams of blazing red, golden yellow, and deep purple light shattered simultaneously, transforming into countless intense, flame-like incantations.

These summer seasonal incantations were no longer gentle, but rather boiling and surging like volcanic lava. They gathered in the void to form a curtain of clouds that blotted out the sun, the clouds deep purple and heavy, with flashes of lightning visible within.

"Clouds and rain cover the sky, thunder is the blade."

The true meaning of the six solar terms of summer flowed through Bai Fengxian's heart. Her hands, as if wielding a large hammer, made a hammering motion in the void. This was not her exerting force, but rather following the celestial rhythm of summer thunder and torrential rain, using her mind as a guide to allow the incantations to naturally recombine.

High above, though it was night, the sunlight fell like a waterfall, its rays like a golden hammer, striking Bai Fengxian's mind and spirit together, crashing down on the curtain of clouds and rain.

"Boom!"

Each hammer blow was like a summer thunderclap. The rain incantation in the clouds was forged into a more solid form, transforming into the rudimentary shape of a deep purple scabbard; while the thunder incantation was forged from the depths of the clouds, gradually transforming into a broad, thick blade, entirely azure and crackling with lightning, under the combined forging of sunlight and mental power.

The blade is over four feet long and its surface is covered with fine thunder patterns.

With each hammering, the lightning patterns become clearer; with each tempering, the electric light intensifies. The golden hilt, bathed in sunlight, blends perfectly with the blade, giving the entire sword a fierce, domineering, and awe-inspiring aura.

When the final hammer fell, the Cloud and Rain Covering the Sky Blade was fully formed.

The scabbard is deep purple, with naturally formed patterns of wind and rain; the blade is azure blue, with thunder roaring within; the hilt is blazing hot, as if holding the scorching sun.

The moment the blade was drawn, a rumbling thunderclap suddenly echoed in the quiet room, and a phantom of a torrential rain poured down, only to quietly dissipate as the blade's intent receded.

The Cloud and Rain Obscuring the Sky Blade is complete.

Bai Fengxian's aura grew increasingly profound, and her hand seals changed for the third time.

Finally, the six sword flashes corresponding to the autumn season moved in response.

The first glint of the blade at the Beginning of Autumn carries a chilling edge; the lingering heat at the End of Heat brings a glint of the blade; the White Dew brings a glint of the blade, where cold dampness condenses into beads; the Autumn Equinox brings a rebalancing of Yin and Yang; the Cold Dew brings a glint of the blade, where the chill intensifies; and the Frost's Descent brings a glint of the blade, which is icy and bone-chi

The six golden, withered yellow, and silvery-white sword lights shattered, transforming into countless desolate and chilling incantations.

These incantations, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, fluttered and swirled, creating a desolate atmosphere in the quiet room.

The white dew condenses, turning into fine, silvery dewdrops suspended within, each drop clear and cold, reflecting the approaching winter.

"Autumn winds and white dew, all things wither and decay."

Bai Fengxian cupped her hands as if cradling the autumn moon, and slowly lifted them up.

Under the guidance of the autumn wind's imagery, those autumn seasonal incantations began to naturally combine, condense, and be sculpted.

This is not a work of art sculpted by human hands, but rather a work of art naturally carved out in the void by the autumn wind as a knife, the white dew as water, and the somber atmosphere as a theme.

The autumn wind blows gently, like the finest carving knife, sculpting the incantations little by little; the white dew condenses, like the clearest quenching water, making the blade gleam with a crystalline quality amidst the grimness.

Finally, a long, slender, silver-white sword floated in the air.

The blade is about three feet and three inches long, its texture like solidified autumn frost, smooth as a mirror, reflecting the cold moonlight. The blade is extremely thin, almost transparent, and is wielded silently, accompanied only by the whistling of the autumn wind.

The autumn wind and white dew have finished the knife.

Three magically powerful swords hovered in front of Bai Fengxian...

The Spring Breeze and Rain Blade is delicate and gentle on the left, the Clouds and Rain Obscuring the Sky Blade is violent and domineering in the center, and the Autumn Wind and White Dew Blade is solemn and cold on the right.

The three swords stand side by side, representing the principles of spring, summer, and autumn, and also corresponding to the wind aspect of the first eighteen levels of the "Wind Mother Twenty-Four Phases Sword" technique.

The entire process was smooth and effortless. After consuming two Immortal Beads, the cultivation technique was perfected and the blood vessels were full, just like rivers flowing into the sea, a natural and inevitable outcome.

Bai Fengxian let out a long breath, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

But the light in her eyes grew even brighter, because she had already mastered the three supernatural powers, and the moment to truly break through to become a true immortal was about to arrive.

Without further hesitation, she reached out and grabbed the True Immortal-level Wind-Stabilizing Pearl from the jade box, and inhaled deeply.

The True Immortal Pearl transformed into a stream of azure light and flew into her mouth.

boom!
It felt as if stars were exploding within his body simultaneously, an indescribable surge of boundless energy sweeping through his limbs and bones like a tsunami. That was the purest bloodline essence of the Taiyin Wind Mother Primordial Sovereign, every strand of which contained the Daoist essence of the ancient wind god.

If an ordinary cultivator dared to consume such a large amount, they would be instantly burst.

But Bai Fengxian was prepared.

The moment the three supernatural powers took shape, the eighteen wind elements within her body had completely merged and transformed, using the three swords of Spring Breeze Turning into Rain, Clouds and Rain Covering the Sky, and Autumn Wind and White Dew as the framework to build an incomparably stable foundation.

At this moment, the mighty torrent of bloodline surged in and was immediately diverted and guided by the three supernatural powers.

The Spring Breeze and Rain Blade's fine and gentle blade intent is like spring rain nourishing all things, slowly absorbing and refining the gentle part of the violent energy;

The Cloud and Rain Covering the Sky Blade, like a thunderous whale swallowing, forcibly suppressed and melted down the most violent and intense parts;
The illusory image of the Autumn Wind and White Dew Blade is like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, stripping away and absorbing the cold and ruthless part of the energy.

The three supernatural powers systematically refined, absorbed, and transformed the energy of the True Immortal Pearl.

Bai Fengxian was surrounded by a brilliant azure light, and her whole being seemed to transform into a blue moon. Within the quiet room, the wind element evolved to its extreme.

The first eighteen levels of the technique underwent a fundamental transformation at this moment.

The eighteen wind-shaped phantoms, originally independent of each other, were completely merged and unified under the guidance of the three supernatural powers, transforming into three supernatural blades of different shapes and evolving into different phenomena.

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

The three sword cries rang out almost simultaneously, crisp as jade striking jade, and long as the wind whispering and the moon singing.

The Spring Breeze and Rain Blade was the first to soar into the sky, its blade a blend of azure and moon white, surrounded by fine spring rain. Wherever it passed, the void became moist, and illusory shadows of grass and trees sprouted.

The Cloud and Rain Obscuring the Sky Blade followed closely behind, its blade crackling with lightning and accompanied by wind and rain. Its violent and domineering blade intent even caused the restrictions on the roof of the quiet room to vibrate.
The Autumn Wind and White Dew Blade rose last, its blade as white as frost. The autumn wind was bleak, the white dew condensed, and the chilling atmosphere caused the air temperature to drop sharply.

Three magical blades pierced through the roof of the quiet room, manifesting an astonishing phenomenon above the Listening Bamboo Pavilion.

It was the dead of night, and the sky above the Lu family's ancestral home was originally clear and bright, but the moment the three swords appeared, the world changed color.

On the left side of the sky, the azure glow of dawn transformed into a gentle spring rain, nourishing the void, and the faint shadow of the spring sun could be seen.
In the middle of the sky, deep purple clouds covered the sun, and thunder roared and rolled within them, a summer thunderstorm scene that was awe-inspiring.
On the right, the silvery autumn wind swept across the sky, scattering withered leaves and creating a desolate autumn scene that was unsettling.

The simultaneous appearance of three seasons and the simultaneous ringing of three swords immediately alarmed the entire Lu family, and even cultivators within a radius of hundreds of miles looked up, their faces filled with shock.

"what is that?"

"It's heading in the direction of the Lu family!"

"Such an aura... could it be the Grand Commander of the Lu family?"

The crowd was buzzing with discussion, but no one dared to approach and investigate.

The sword intent emanating from those three strikes was terrifying. The Spring Breeze and Rain Sword appeared gentle, yet the fine, continuous rain, silently nourishing all things, concealed deadly intent; the Cloud and Rain Obscuring the Sky Sword was even more domineering, its thunderous power causing ordinary cultivators to tremble in their souls; the Autumn Wind and White Dew Sword was chilling and deadly, its intent causing life to wither wherever it touched. (End of Chapter)