Mortal: From a Chaotic Star Sea to a True Immortal

The first year of the Old Demon.

When Wei Fang woke up, he felt that his past life was like looking at flowers through a fog, as if a dusty mirror made it impossible to see clearly.

Yesterday's events are like a dream, a bubble, and strange yet familiar memories flash through my mind, somewhat like Zhuangzi's dream of becoming a butterfly.

And he was that butterfly that was awakened!

In the first ten days or so of the Great Dream, Wei Fang learned about his predecessor's past.

He was born into the Wei family of Yunhua Island, a family whose ancestors were said to have produced a Core Formation cultivator.

However, perhaps due to the passage of time, or perhaps because the Wei family faced too much survival pressure living among monsters in the Chaotic Star Sea, they have long since declined.

The only two remaining Qi Refining stage cultivators now live on Kui Xing Island, thousands of miles away, and the family is no longer as prosperous as it once was.

Those who remain in their ancestral lands are now all ordinary people.

Fortunately, the blessings of their ancestors have left behind a few volumes of basic cultivation techniques that are still relatively complete.

That's why the cultivation path of the Wei family's descendants was not cut off.

early morning.

Wei Fang opened the door, letting the sunlight, along with wisps of moisture, flood the room.

After washing up and having a meal, he took out several jade scrolls from a locked drawer in the room and slowly began to read them in the sunlight.

"Golden Sun Technique", "Fire Cloud Technique", "Qi-Boosting Pill", "Spiritual Marrow Pill".

The three jade slips contained two cultivation techniques and two recipes for elixirs.

Wei Fang has thoroughly read the contents of the document in the past few days and can even recite it from memory.

The jade slips were all copied, and every household should have something similar.

Of course, according to Wei Fang's estimation, many of them had already been lost to time, so it could be said that this was the last blessing of the Wei family patriarch.

"Alas, my family has fallen so low that we no longer even have a method to test spiritual roots. How am I supposed to make a choice?"

Wei Fang stared at the jade slip in his hand, rubbing it incessantly with his fingers, his mind constantly racing with thoughts.

"Fine, since I've been brought into this world, I can't just let myself live a hundred years in vain. Fire Cloud Technique, you're the one."

Having made up his mind, Wei Fang no longer hesitated.

He hung a "No Visitors" sign at the entrance of his small courtyard and began preparing to try his cultivation.

Wei Fang is about 10 years old.

The mortal descendants of the Wei family on Yunhua Island.

My parents went to sea with the family's merchant caravan to make a living in their early years, but both of them perished in the disaster.

From then on, the family took care of him until he got married, had children, and was able to support himself.

Time flies in the mountains; ten days or so pass by in a flash.

On this day, Wei Fang, who was diligently meditating, had sweat on his forehead. After more than ten days of continuous attempts, he finally felt the Qi.

Not daring to be careless, he cautiously circulated the technique for several more cycles, finally successfully drawing spiritual energy into his body.

He has reached the first level of Qi Refining!

"I can cultivate immortality now! Hahaha, great!"

After opening his eyes and finishing his practice, Wei Fang felt the fluctuating heat within his body and happily got off the bed, pacing back and forth in the room.

"The best course of action now is to improve my cultivation level, to at least reach the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining before venturing out. Yunhua Island, Kuixing Island, Tianxing City, the Chaotic Star Sea—this is a world where mortals cultivate immortality. And I have limitless potential!"

.........

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Wei Fang has grown from a mere child into a handsome young man.

His cultivation level had reached the eighth level of Qi Refining.

"Hoo, Qi Refining Level 8. I've mastered the Fireball Technique, Swift Movement Technique, and Fire Refining Technique from the Fire Cloud Technique. I can barely be considered capable of protecting myself."

After finishing his practice, Wei Fang looked inward at the wisps of spiritual energy in his dantian and couldn't help but sigh.

Having been in this world for several years, Wei Fang had tested himself and found that apart from having spiritual roots and seemingly decent comprehension, he didn't have any special advantages or cheat codes.

It made him quite frustrated for a while.

However, now that he had a sliver of a chance to achieve immortality, he would not accept his fate and would instead dedicate himself to increasing his strength.

He had occasionally explored the area within a few hundred miles of Yunhua Island, and at that time the Inner Star Sea was still calm.

Occasionally, you might hear a few familiar names such as "Twin Saints of Heavenly Stars" or "Old Demon Qingyang and Venerable Sanyang".

He knew he might have arrived at a point in time not far from the Old Demon.

This is both a good thing and a bad thing; danger and opportunity coexist.

Of course, for someone who has read extensively about ordinary people, the opportunity might be quite significant.

The period before the Reverse Star Alliance shows any signs of life is a hard-won time of peace, and we must seize every minute to increase our cultivation.

Otherwise, a chaotic world lasting over two hundred years would not be a prosperous era for cultivating immortality.

He didn't want to waste his life at a low level after finally getting a chance.

"The spiritual energy on Yunhua Island is insufficient for continued cultivation. We've explored over a dozen islands within a thousand miles, but haven't found any medicinal herbs that are hundreds of years old. Fortunately, there are very few cultivators in the nearby seas, otherwise we might have encountered danger."

"The only option now is to take a boat to a larger island to seek opportunities. First of all, we should try to avoid Kui Xing Island, and even if we do go, we shouldn't stay there for long."

"It's still unclear whether this is a world from a book or an anime world. The former is fine, but the latter seems to be in big trouble. These memories are too distant to remember clearly."

After making his plans, Wei Fang packed his bags, bid farewell to the elders of the surrounding families, and chose a day to board a cargo ship for a long voyage.

Kui Xing Island, a large island under the control of Tianxing City, serves as a transit point connecting various forces in the west.

No matter where you go, you'll inevitably have to visit this place.

After a voyage of seven or eight days, Wei Fang finally set foot on reassuring land once again.

Feel the bustling noise of the dock, and even occasionally see people taking off into the air on their swords.

Wei Fang knew that he had officially taken his first step into the path of cultivation.

Wei Fang randomly chose an inn and, with the help of the innkeeper, temporarily settled there.

When Wei Fang was alone in the room, he unloaded his burdens, lay on the bed, and began to think carefully.

"There are no spirit stones at the moment. The only things that are worth anything are those two cultivation manuals and pill formulas. But since they have been passed down, it's best not to have any hope of getting a good price."

"The best course of action now is to determine the quality of one's own innate spiritual roots. In my opinion, if one can cultivate to the eighth level of Qi Refining in five years with only a small amount of self-made pills and through hard work, one would need at least three spiritual roots."

Wei Fang also inquired about a lot of information.

In fact, in the Chaotic Star Sea, mortals sometimes know far more about the immortals than he, a novice cultivator, does, and all they have to give up are some gold and silver.

After much deliberation, he decided to try joining a cultivation sect. Even if the worst-case scenario was that he could find out his spiritual root aptitude through magical artifacts, he would still be able to do so.

As for becoming a rogue cultivator? The idea only existed in my mind for a moment before being rejected.

With only his current cultivation level and a few minor spells, how can he survive in the wilderness?

He currently knows none of the various arts of immortals. As a rogue cultivator, he will either stagnate in his cultivation or perish in a crisis within a few years.

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