Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

Just as Mu An had thought.

Small matters are addressed in large meetings, while important matters are addressed in small meetings.

The Mu family held meetings every day, arguing endlessly, but it did nothing to improve the situation.

For the Third Prince, they may indeed be his most important force, but for Princess Yongning, the entire Mu family is just an add-on.

In September of the 29th year of Chengtai, the flower-arranging grandmother, whom he hadn't seen for a year, knocked on the door of Mu'an's house again.

Last September, 21-year-old Mu An stood like a lackey, addressing everyone as "fellow Daoist," and emphasizing following one's heart.

In September of this year, 22-year-old Mu An achieved success in his cultivation, and began to address people as "senior" and advocated doing whatever he pleased.

At midnight, the flower-arranging martial arts master, who had seen many storms, leaned on a cane and looked around Mu An again and again.

She stared intently at the primordial energy of heaven and earth swirling around Mu An.

Just by standing there, the primordial energy of heaven and earth danced around him, like a million-watt light bulb shining brightly in the night.

Upon seeing the final result, the incredulous elderly man reached out and examined it again and again.

The expression on his face changed repeatedly.

From incomprehension to doubt, from bewilderment to amazement, from jealousy to admiration, the emotions shifted several times, making Mu An feel incredibly pleased.

Showing off in front of ordinary people is nowhere as satisfying as showing off in front of a martial saint.

After a long while, and after repeatedly confirming that everything was correct, the flower-arranging grandmother tapped the ground with her cane and exclaimed in genuine amazement.

"Fellow Daoist's demeanor is truly unparalleled in my life. In this vast world, there will surely be a place for you in the future."

This time, the address "fellow Daoist" was different from a year ago. It was no longer a polite greeting from a senior to a junior, but a genuine recognition that Mu An was an equal.

A 22-year-old Celestial Martial Saint is not only unprecedented in history, but also extremely rare in the world.

Perhaps only the invincible Celestial Master could hold his own against him.

Although still immature, it has indeed stepped into the realm of the celestial beings.

This time, the flower-arranging grandmother treated Mu An with the respect due to someone of the same generation, and during their conversation, she no longer held back, revealing more of her secrets to him.

"Most people don't know that, in a sense, only by entering the realm of Celestial Martial Saint can one truly begin cultivation."

All the previous realms are about building a foundation. Only when a martial artist reaches the level of a Martial Saint can they connect with the primordial energy of heaven and earth and capture higher-level spiritual energy.

When the topic of spiritual energy came up, the flower arranging granny looked at Mu An, stretched out a hand, and in front of Mu An, she manipulated the external spiritual energy and extracted a wisp of spiritual energy.

"Fellow Daoist has become a Celestial Being, so you must have already discovered the existence of spiritual energy."

This is a higher level of energy than primordial energy, existing between heaven and earth, but extremely rare.

According to ancient records, long ago, the world was filled with spiritual energy, and cultivators at that time used spiritual power to cultivate and fight.

Ancient texts refer to practitioners of that time as "Qi-refining practitioners," meaning that great cultivators of that time absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and used it as sustenance.

Back then, the realm divisions we have today didn't exist; all cultivators were collectively called Qi Refiners.

Many of the myths of today originated from the alchemists of that time, and were passed down from generation to generation to become myths.

However, starting six thousand years ago, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to gradually decline and become less and less, and was replaced by an increasingly abundant primordial energy.

Today, apart from a few spiritual creatures growing in blessed lands that still retain a large amount of spiritual energy, the spiritual energy in the world has become extremely thin.

Over thousands of years of evolution, martial arts adapted to the primordial energy came into being, and the original, vague realms were divided into what they are today.

In a sense, because the concentration of primordial energy far exceeds that of spiritual energy, the development of martial arts in the present era is superior to that of the Qi practitioners of ancient times.

The number of powerful individuals and ordinary people embarking on cultivation far surpasses previous eras, reaching a new peak.

For example, the so-called invincible Celestial Master was a figure from a thousand years ago, and to this day, no one knows just how powerful he was.

This mythical figure developed the Dao of Primordial Qi to an extreme, and the martial arts of the Daoist school today are all derived from him, making him the source of all techniques.

Even among the ancient practitioners, the archetypes of those mythical beliefs, if placed in the present day, perhaps no one could rival him.

Mu An lowered his eyes, somewhat surprised. To think that someone who had lived from a thousand years ago still existed in the world was truly formidable.

The flower-arranging grandmother paid no attention to his thoughts. She lowered her face and gently blew away the spiritual energy in her hands, seemingly with some emotion.

"Because of the dissipation of spiritual energy, in the present era, cultivators like you and me can still observe the existence of spiritual energy and can use it to fight, but it is no longer possible to cultivate by relying on spiritual energy."

Mu An frowned slightly and asked a question.

"According to what you said, spiritual energy should be a higher level of energy than primordial energy. Why then do you say that the martial arts of this generation are no weaker than those of the Qi cultivators of the past?"

Seeing Mu An's confusion, Granny Flower Arranger was not surprised; every newcomer to the Martial Saint realm would experience similar confusion.

She hadn't encountered such a clueless young martial arts master in a long time, and teaching him was quite an experience.

"Because the concentration of spiritual energy is far less than that of primordial energy, even in the most prosperous era, the transformation of spiritual energy into primordial energy is the choice of heaven and earth, not a decline."

Listening to the flower arranging grandmother's words, Mu An felt even more confused.

That shouldn't be the case. Spiritual power can leverage vital energy, and the effect is even better. How could this be?

Am I the only one who can do this?

He tentatively asked, "Senior, since spiritual energy is a higher level of energy, is it possible to communicate with spiritual energy and then leverage primordial energy for combat?"

To his surprise, the flower-arranging grandmother did not give a negative answer.

"It's possible, but almost impossible."

Seeing Mu An's growing confusion, the flower-arranging grandmother had no intention of hiding anything and took the initiative to answer his questions.

"If one were a terrestrial immortal, one could do what you just said, but if one truly reaches this realm, spiritual energy and primordial energy are merely playthings in one's hands, and there is no need for such a superfluous action."

After thinking for a short while, Mu An spoke again.

Is the gap between a terrestrial immortal and a celestial martial saint really that large?

Upon hearing the question, the flower-arranging grandmother visibly became much more dejected. Her eyes darkened slightly, she sighed deeply, pointed to the bright moon in the sky, and then to the candlelight in the courtyard.

"The former is an immortal, the latter is a mortal, a world of difference."

Seeing the flower-arranging grandmother's deep emotion, Mu An made up her mind.

He had this feeling when he saw that overwhelming blue light that day.

Land immortals are probably on a different level of existence from ordinary people, and it seems that this is indeed the case now.

Grandma Flower Arranger was unaware of Mu An's thoughts and feelings. She only thought that her words had hurt the talented young man in front of her, so she took the initiative to comfort him.