Mortal Transformation into Immortal

"Have you heard? The Ziyang Sect Grand Competition has come to an end, and four people have been promoted to true disciples."

"I know, the competition must be incredibly exciting, it's a pity that we menial disciples can't go and watch."

A group of handyman disciples were chatting idly on the street.

"Sect Grand Competition".

Yu Ling overheard this as she passed by, and a thought struck her: it seemed that Senior Brother Chen had traveled all the way back from Wuduhai just for this grand competition.

"I heard that three of these four are at the Foundation Establishment stage, and they are all only in their twenties."

"Hmm, another true disciple has reached the ninth level of Qi Refining."

"Becoming a true disciple, there is basically no problem with the cultivation of fasting."

"Yes, they are all exceptionally talented geniuses. We menial workers never even get to see them."

Yu Ling stood to the side and listened curiously for a while. Becoming a true disciple meant that one could be accepted as a disciple by a true elder and inherit their supernatural powers. The true elders of the Ziyang Sect were all at the Bigu Realm.

"What are you looking at? Get out of here."

When the servants saw Yu Ling eavesdropping, they immediately chased him away.

Yu Ling immediately ran away sheepishly.

"To have reached the Foundation Establishment stage at around twenty years old, that's truly impressive."

He was secretly amazed.

Without lingering on the street, Yu Ling continued walking out of the market; he had to hurry back to cultivate.

"Senior sister, do you want some spirit insects? I found them on some spirit herbs when I was gathering herbs."

"Take it away now."

"Senior brother, would you like to take a look at the spirit insects? They're not expensive, just ten Ziyang coins."

"No, no!"

On the roadside ahead, a young servant boy was introducing things to some passing formal disciples.

Yu Ling saw that he was holding a leaf in his hand, and there was a small green caterpillar on the leaf.

"Sizzle, sizzle."

Suddenly, the centipede in his hand moved and made a faint chirping sound.

The two small whiskers on his head danced towards the young servant boy.

"You want to eat that bug?" Yu Ling was surprised by its reaction.

It was obvious that Jinliang really wanted to eat; this was the first time he had ever heard the little guy make a sound for food.

Yu Ling weighed the Ziyang coins on his person and thought, "If I can buy it with eight coins, I'll give it to you as food."

Jinliang loves eating these plump and juicy little insects. He used to eat ordinary insects, but today he'll go all out to feed him some rare and delicious insects.

"Senior brother, may I take a look at your spirit insect?"

Yu Ling stepped forward and called out to the man.

"Junior brother, what... do you want it?"

The boy looked at Yu Ling with a puzzled expression. What was the servant disciple going to do with it?

The value of this spirit insect lies in its use for alchemy; no one dares to eat it raw.

Judging from the appearance of the spirit insect, it was a small green worm that accidentally ate a spiritual medicine and thus transformed.

"Um."

Yu Ling nodded, then said with a troubled expression, "Senior brother, but I only have eight Ziyang coins on me."

Looking at the money in his hand, the boy thought for a moment and said, "Eight coins it is, here you go, junior brother."

She then handed him the spirit insect and the leaf.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Yu Ling quickly thanked him and handed over the money.

Then he took the leaves and left.

He could sense the spiritual energy fluctuations within the insect's body, just like a spiritual medicine.

Upon arriving outside the market, Yu Ling found a patch of grass to sit down. Jin Liang couldn't wait to climb up and sniff it before launching an attack, biting it to death in one bite.

It wrapped its whole body around it and began to eat.

"I didn't expect you to like it so much." Yu Ling smiled.

He has come to regard Jinliang as his partner; seeing it eat happily makes him happy too.

"what?"

Suddenly, Yu Ling noticed that when Jin Liang was eating the spirit insect, many faint blood vessels began to appear on its white shell.

"What happened?"

Yu Ling was greatly puzzled.

In no time, Jinliang had finished eating the insects.

It climbed onto Yu Ling's hand to rest, and the blood vessels on its shell became increasingly numerous.

"I hope this doesn't cause any problems."

Yu Ling gently touched it with her hand, feeling somewhat worried.

Jinliang nuzzled his fingers affectionately with his head.

Yu Ling could sense its happiness and breathed a sigh of relief, "Looks like everything's alright."

"Go back to your lodgings to cultivate first, and go to gather herbs tomorrow."

He got up and went back.

For him, gathering herbs was a win-win situation, as it could accelerate his cultivation.

By the time he got back to his lodgings, it was already afternoon.

It was still early, so he opened the booklet of medicinal herbs he had bought inside the house.

At first, I wasn't familiar with the text, but I gradually became able to read it smoothly.

When evening came, Yu Ling put down the book and tried to cultivate, but her spiritual bone didn't react much, so she focused her mind on practicing the Cold Nether Force.

This spell is only at the beginner level. It's barely enough to deal with ordinary wild beasts, but not enough to deal with demonic beasts. I need to master it to the minor, major, or even major perfection levels. Now that I have two streams of magic power, condensing the magic seal is much smoother than before.

Feeling mentally exhausted, he would cultivate his mind and regulate his breathing.

But what he didn't know was that, beneath his clothes, the weight that was lying on his arm began to emit a very faint light after digesting the spirit insect.

One night passed.

"It's time to go."

Yu Ling woke up from her cultivation, stood up, and stretched her limbs.

It's almost time to start my herb-gathering task for this month. The incantations and magic spells aren't so easy to obtain.

"I wonder if the weight is better now."

Yu Ling rolled up his sleeves to check the weight.

At this point, all the blood vessels on the white centipede's body had disappeared.

"It's good that you're alright."

Upon seeing this, Yu Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

He was genuinely worried that eating the spirit insect might cause problems.

"I'm gone."

Yu Ling carried a medicine basket and a wood-chopping knife and went down the mountain.

After getting used to it for the past two days, everything went smoothly.

Leaving the living area of ​​the servant disciples, he plunged into the vast mountains.

"That feeling is back."

In the mountains, in the dense forest, Yu Ling stood and felt completely comfortable.

His body was like a centipede, and he loved the dark and damp environment of the forest.

The moment he stepped into the forest, he felt the spiritual bones within him begin to stir.

For Yu Ling, searching for and gathering medicinal herbs here is like a centipede foraging in the forest; the behavior, environment, and habits of a centipede perfectly overlap.

Yu Ling smiled and began searching for medicinal herbs in the mountains.