Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Inside the Taizhen Hall, auspicious energy filled the air.

The Golden Mother led Wu Tian and Mo Yuqiong into the main hall, where they took their seats as host and guest.

Mo Yuqiong sat beside Wu Tian, ​​her gaze involuntarily sweeping over the celestial palace. The interior was simple yet elegant, lacking in extravagance, but each piece exuded the charm of time.

At this moment, a maid brought tea.

The teacup was carved from mutton-fat white jade, as thin as a cicada's wing, faintly revealing the emerald green of the tea inside. When the tea was poured into the cup, a delicate fragrance immediately filled the air, neither too strong nor too weak. Taking a sip, one felt refreshed and invigorated.

"This tea is called 'Azure Sky,' and it is harvested from an ancient tea tree amidst the fierce winds of the Nine Heavens. It sprouts once every three hundred years and is harvested once every three hundred years." The Golden Mother picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and said, "Please, both of you."

Wu Tian picked up the teacup and, without any hesitation, drank it all in one gulp.

As the tea entered my stomach, I immediately felt a warm current spreading through my limbs and bones, and within that warm current, there was a faint, mysterious Taoist charm flowing.

"Good tea." He put down his teacup and looked at the Golden Mother. "Fellow Daoist Golden Mother, let's cut to the chase. What exactly is this fortune you promised?"

Jin's mother smiled slightly, not annoyed by his bluntness.

"Your Highness's cultivation level is now at the peak of the Loose Immortal realm, just one step away from becoming a True Immortal. This step can be difficult or easy. Some people cultivate for a thousand years without finding the way, while others achieve enlightenment in a single day and it comes naturally."

She paused, then looked at Mo Yuqiong.

"Therefore, I intend to bestow upon the princess a peach."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuqiong was slightly taken aback.

She had naturally heard of the name "Peony Peaches".

That is a treasure of Yaochi, a rare gem of the Three Realms. It is said that mortals who eat it can achieve immortality, and cultivators who eat it can greatly advance their cultivation. The peaches of immortality are extremely precious, and Yaochi has never revealed their value to outsiders.

The Golden Mother continued, "This peach is extraordinary. It has been nurtured on the ancient peach tree for nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years and has undergone nine transformations. It is far beyond the reach of ordinary peaches."

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years?!"

Mo Yuqiong couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Although she was a princess of the Dragon Clan, she had never heard of peaches of such age. Ordinary peaches ripened only once every thousand years, which was already rare; to ripen nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years—what kind of divine object could it be?

The Golden Mother nodded: "Indeed. This peach has hung on the ancient tree for over nine thousand years, experiencing nine cycles of withering and flourishing without falling, and has long since solidified the essence of creation. If the princess were to consume this peach, she could not only break through to the True Immortal realm in one fell swoop, but also use the withering and flourishing energies contained within it to temper her Dao heart and achieve the status of a Divine Immortal, thus giving her a glimmer of hope."

Mo Yuqiong's heart raced as she listened, and she involuntarily looked at Wu Tian.

Her eyes held both shock and longing. How could a cultivator remain unmoved by such an opportunity and good fortune?

But she knew that the reason she was able to obtain this good fortune was because of her fiancé, and no matter how excited she was, she did not lose her composure at this moment.

Wu Tian met her gaze and nodded slightly.

Mo Yuqiong felt a warmth in her heart and was overjoyed. With this peach, she truly had a chance to become an immortal.

Wu Tian then turned to the Golden Mother and asked, "Fellow Daoist Golden Mother, since this peach is so precious, there must be some rules about how to consume it, right?"

A hint of approval flashed in Jinmu's eyes. Although this monkey was unruly, he was quite perceptive.

“Indeed. The bounty contained within the peaches of immortality is too immense. If consumed directly, Her Highness’s physical body may not be able to withstand it. She needs to be under the ancient peach tree, using the tree’s own Daoist energy to slowly guide the bounty within the peaches into her body.”

She looked at Fairy Zixia.

"Zixia, take the princess to the peach tree and help her eat this peach."

Fairy Zixia bowed in agreement.

The Golden Mother then looked at Mo Yuqiong: "Your Highness, there is a restriction I have set up under the peach tree, which will ensure that everything goes smoothly. You can just focus on refining it and don't need to worry about anything else."

Mo Yuqiong looked at Wu Tian again.

Wu Tian gently took her hand and said softly, "Go ahead. I'll wait for you here."

Mo Yuqiong looked at him; his golden eyes were clear and firm, carrying a reassuring power.

She took a deep breath, stood up, and gave a slight bow to Jin's mother.

"Thank you for your generous gift, Mother Jin."

The Queen Mother nodded.

Mo Yuqiong looked at Wu Tian again, their eyes met, and everything was understood without words. She slowly rose from her seat and followed Fairy Zixia out of the hall.

As she reached the palace gate, she couldn't help but look back one last time.

Wu Tian sat there, watching her go.

He smiled slightly when he saw her turn around.

Mo Yuqiong was relieved and turned to leave.

……

Outside the Taizhen Palace, Fairy Zixia led Mo Yuqiong forward, flying towards the ancient peach tree.

The closer one gets to the ancient tree, the more mysterious an aura permeates the air—an incomparably pure life force containing the laws and creations of heaven and earth.

Before long, the ancient peach tree came into view.

Mo Yuqiong stopped and looked up, speechless for a moment.

It's too...too big.

This ancient tree is incredibly tall, its canopy blocking out the sky and almost completely covering the entire fairy island.

The tree trunk was incredibly thick, and the bark was pale gold with countless ancient patterns flowing across it. These patterns were layered and densely packed, each containing a mysterious and unfathomable Daoist charm.

Countless branches sprouted from the tree trunk. Some branches were as thick as palace pillars, while others were as thin as an arm, yet they all exuded the same mystique. A faint golden light flowed across the surface of the branches, and within that light, countless incantations could be faintly seen arising and disappearing.

Fruit hangs from the branches.

Some of the fruits were unripe, only the size of a thumb; some were half-ripe, already the size of a fist; and some were golden and bright, exuding a rich aroma.

Mo Yuqiong glanced at the peaches and found that there were fewer than a hundred of them.

It is evident that the fruit on this ancient peach tree is not so easy to preserve, highlighting its rarity.

Zixia Fairy led her deeper into the ancient tree.

The further she went, the more intense the vitality and creation permeated the void became. Mo Yuqiong felt that with each breath of immortal energy, her mind became clear and peaceful, as if she were about to enter a state of enlightenment.

Mo Yuqiong even saw a purple-gold peach, the size of a fist, hanging on a branch and swaying gently. With each sway, countless rays of light burst forth.

“Those are golden peaches that ripen only once every thousand years.” Fairy Zixia noticed her gaze and said with a smile, “Looking across the Three Realms, only the Jade Pool has them.”

"However, the peach that Her Highness consumed this time was a peach that had gone through nine cycles of growth and decay and had grown for nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years. There are only a few such peaches left in the Jade Pool today."

"You can't see it from this tree."

Mo Yuqiong clicked her tongue in amazement. Just that one thousand-year-old purple-gold peach had touched her soul. If she could swallow it, she would surely have great fortune. She couldn't even imagine how miraculous a peach that was nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years old must be.

Finally, they arrived at a branch deep within the ancient tree.

The branch, no thicker than an arm and no longer than three feet, sprouted from the highest point of the trunk, yet it exuded an indescribable aura of sacredness. Hanging from the branch was a peach.

The peach was not large, only about the size of an ordinary baby's fist. It was pure white like jade, with a faint pink tinge. At first glance, it was unremarkable, but upon closer inspection, one could see nine golden lines encircling its body.

Nine lines, each mysterious and unpredictable, as if interpreting some profound truth of the universe.

As the patterns flowed, a faint Daoist light permeated the air.

"This is the peach that has been growing for 99,999 years." Fairy Zixia's voice carried a hint of respect and a hint of envy. "Normally, we can't even see the peaches, but my elder sister used her supernatural powers to hide them."

"It is only with my elder sister's approval today that these peaches have appeared before me. Your Highness, please."

Mo Yuqiong felt her heart pounding, her entire being completely captivated by that peach. She stared at it intently, as if she were witnessing the embodiment of the laws of heaven and earth in the human world.

This peach, judging by its appearance alone, resembles a baby the size of a palm, carrying unimaginable creation and vitality, like the gate of mystery, the root of heaven and earth; to see it is to see the Dao.

She simply breathed in the surrounding celestial energy, looked at the peach, and began to enter a state of clarity; this was enlightenment.

Seeing her like this, Fairy Zixia couldn't help but be a little surprised. "I didn't expect that this dragon princess would have such talent. She was able to have an epiphany as soon as she entered this place. Perhaps this time she really has a chance to glimpse the wonders of the immortal realm."

She glanced at Mo Yuqiong with a hint of envy, then at the peach hanging on the branch, before turning and slowly walking away.

"The rest is up to fate!"

At this moment, Mo Yuqiong had completely lost her sense of the outside world. Almost instinctively, she slowly approached the peach.

The moment she approached the peach, she felt a warm and vast aura wash over her.

Within that aura, there was vitality, creation, calamity, and mystery; countless feelings intertwined, yet they were perfectly harmonious, as if it were meant to be this way.

She reached out and gently touched the peach.

It feels warm and smooth to the touch, like jade or cream.

The peach swayed slightly, and the nine golden lines suddenly lit up, transforming into nine beams of golden light that enveloped Mo Yuqiong.

Nine golden rays entered her body, as if the heavens and earth were bestowing their favor. Mo Yuqiong felt her limbs and bones go numb, as if every pore was cheering and jumping for joy.

She almost instinctively sat cross-legged and began to practice her internal energy cultivation.

boom!
The moment the technique was activated, the magical power within her body went berserk.

The bounty contained within that peach was far too immense and vast, far beyond what a mere rogue immortal like her could bear. Her magical power surged through her body like a burst dam.

pain!
The pain was excruciating!

Mo Yuqiong gritted her teeth and persevered, cold sweat pouring down her forehead.

Just then, the ancient peach tree above her head suddenly swayed gently.

A faint golden light emerged from the tree trunk and entered her body. Wherever the golden light passed, the raging energy gradually calmed down.

Within the golden light, there was a certain profound Taoist charm.

The Daoist energy resonated with and merged with the creation within the peaches of immortality, guiding the vast essence to flow slowly within her body.

Mo Yuqiong was immersed in this mysterious state of cultivation, forgetting time, forgetting space, forgetting everything.

Strange phenomena began to appear around her.

First, a faint white light emanated from her body. The light was pure and gentle, like moonlight, enveloping her slender figure.

Within the white light, nine-colored rays of light gradually began to flow.

The rosy glow was sometimes fiery red, sometimes jade-green, sometimes dazzling golden yellow, and sometimes deep blue... The nine colors rotated endlessly, and with each rotation, her aura grew stronger.

Amidst the glow of the sunset, the faint shadow of a dragon could be seen circling.

It was a pure white dragon, its scales crystal clear, its horns long and straight. It swam in the rosy light, and with each swam, a mysterious Taoist aura permeated the air.

Her hair, originally azure blue, was now slowly transforming. A touch of silver light gradually appeared within the azure, cool and noble, like a galaxy in the heavens.

Her face was already delicate and beautiful, but now it was breathtakingly beautiful. Her skin was as clear as jade, with a subtle radiance.

Her dragon horns are also undergoing a transformation.

The dragon horns, which were originally long and straight, have now become even more translucent. Countless fine lines have faintly emerged on the horns, and each of these lines contains a profound Daoist charm.

Time flows slowly by.

……

Inside the Taizhen Hall.

Wu Tian and Jin Mu sat facing each other.

After Mo Yuqiong left, Jinmu dismissed all the maids, leaving only the two of them in the entire hall.

Jinmu picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and then slowly spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Wu Tian, ​​you and I became acquainted through a fight. Although we have some grudges and entanglements, we are not mortal enemies."

"The reason I've kept you behind today is that I have an important matter to discuss with you."

Wu Tian looked at her calmly, "Fellow Daoist, you may speak frankly."

The Golden Mother put down her teacup and looked at him. "Fellow Daoist should know about the news of the birth of the Lord of the Azure Heaven, Kunpeng, not long ago, right?"

Wu Tian raised an eyebrow slightly, "Could it be that those Heavenly Lords have made some move?"

“Not bad.” Mother Jin nodded slightly and then revealed some of the secret information she had obtained from the Kunlun lineage.

"As far as I know, after the Lord of Heaven was born that day, the six Heavenly Lords gathered in the Lingxiao Palace to discuss matters."

"The six Heavenly Lords finally reached a consensus and decided to jointly refine a supreme treasure, named the Investiture of the Gods."

"...The Investiture of the Gods was jointly refined by the six Heavenly Lords, incorporating all the authority of the Three Realms into it. The list is divided into three volumes: Heaven, Earth, and Man, and contains a total of 365 righteous gods. These 365 righteous gods hold all kinds of authority in the Three Realms, and their status is revered, ranking above all immortals."

"Among the 365 righteous gods, there are also the Five Heavenly Kings."

"If one can stand out from the 365 righteous gods and become one of the Heavenly Kings, then one will be qualified to compete for the position of Heavenly Emperor. The winner will become the ruler of the Three Realms, wield the Imperial Weapon, and rule over all the gods."

Upon hearing this, Wu Tian frowned. "We cultivators determine our rank and status based on our own supernatural abilities. Even if such a Heavenly Emperor were chosen, he would be nothing more than a puppet of the six Heavenly Lords."

"Can such a being be called the Heavenly Emperor? That's a joke."

He spoke as he spoke, but he was silently pondering in his heart.

It must be said that the six Heavenly Lords were incredibly ambitious, combining their efforts to create the Investiture of the Gods, appointing 365 righteous gods, and even introducing the position of Heavenly Emperor.

This is practically taking the entire Three Realms onto the chessboard, turning all the gods and immortals into mere pawns.

He didn't believe that the Six Heavenly Lords would do something pointless. This so-called Investiture of the Gods, with its 365 righteous gods, the Five Heavenly Kings, and the Heavenly Emperor, must have been part of their schemes.

If one were to get involved in this matter, it's truly impossible to know whether it would be a blessing or a curse.

Wu Tian's mind raced as he looked at the Golden Mother and said in a deep voice, "What is the meaning of what Fellow Daoist Golden Mother is saying to me?"

Jin's mother looked directly at him and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"I will contend for the throne of the Heavenly Emperor." (End of Chapter)