Perfect Double Agent

The boy sat calmly on a blue stone in front of the palace gate, holding a scroll of bone books in his hands. He was reading it with great interest and seriousness, occasionally raising his five fingers to leave spacetime runes in the air. He was making a hand seal with one hand, as if he was conducting a deduction and verification.

This process was lengthy, and five days passed in the blink of an eye. The girl continued to comprehend the sword intent, while the boy remained seated cross-legged, sometimes closing his eyes for most of the day, which was quite strange.

“Creation techniques…” an old man said solemnly.

Even the others were surprised. The boy made a hand seal, his brow glowing. After repeated verification and tens of thousands of sorting and recombination, it finally transformed into a strange power today. The moment his palm struck out, it formed a hazy stone seal covered with runes and patterns. It struck in front of him, directly freezing the surrounding world, even time itself.

But the boy shook his head, dispelled the hazy stone imprint, and improved it, transforming it into a stele.

A large seal can suppress mountains and rivers, while a stele generally serves two purposes: to suppress people and to guide the way.

After deduce for a while, the young man stopped and casually glanced at the entrance of the great formation in the distance, as if he were observing something.

"Could he really be trying to hook up with my disciple..." The Grand Elder's eyes flickered, but he didn't pay any attention.

This young man is not old, but he is extremely mature, acts with composure, and has an excellent temperament. Anyone who sees him can tell that he is a promising talent. However, they have been arguing about who should train him.

"Let's go see them today; it's been dragging on long enough," someone whispered.

"Perhaps he had already discovered that there was someone in the shadows."

The boy was very wise. He never revealed his inner emotions, nor did he ever look up. But their intuition told them that the boy might have really sensed something was wrong.

Finally, the old men showed up at the entrance of the formation.

There were four people in total, led by the Grand Elder, walking into the formation. Each of them was smiling and extremely kind.

"Finally decided to come down?" Bai Ye looked up at the distance, stood up, and floated towards the witch in the distance.

Of the four people, Bai Ye only recognized one old boy. The other three were led by a tall and imposing man with very little hair left, but his eyes were sharp, like two knives that had been tempered by time, their sharpness terrifying.

The second old monster was an old man with a childlike face, sparse purple hair that was almost all gone, and even his body was somewhat aged, but his face was rosy and he still had amazing vitality.

The last old monster resembled an aged platinum ape, not human in form. Its long white hair was meticulously combed, and its eyes gleamed with a faint golden light. Despite its advanced age, its vitality was exceptionally vigorous, exceeding all reason.

However, the three old monsters were all very kind, so kind that their gazes were almost fixed on Bai Ye, as if they wanted to see through his body and soul and uncover all his secrets, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Hmm... My Immortal Academy already has a Little Heavenly King, and now it has another Little Immortal King. Congratulations..." The tall old man nodded slightly, stroking his white beard with one hand.

"Can you give us the blood of the Ten Fiends? When we came, the elder said that the blood of the Ten Fiends was in unlimited supply, but it's been several days and we haven't had any..." The witch stood beside Bai Ye and asked timidly.

But as soon as she finished speaking, the whole world fell silent.

Chapter 263 Nine Revolutions Heavenly Technique

The entire audience was shocked. The tall old man subconsciously tugged hard, looking at the few strands of white beard in his hand, his gaze falling on the old boy.

The same goes for everyone else. Unlimited supply? You're really exaggerating. There's only one Nine Nether Hound in total, and it's still a minor. Where are they supposed to find Ten Fiend Blood? Are they supposed to fight the Holy Academy?

"Yes, of course we have everything. What doesn't our Immortal Academy have? We'll send it to you tomorrow," the purple-haired old man said with a smile.

“That’s right, my Immortal Academy lacks everything, but it doesn’t lack the blood of the Ten Fiends.” The old monster who looked like a platinum ape laughed, each one more generous than the last, making it seem to anyone who didn’t know better that they could produce it in large quantities.

Only the old man who was the first to arrive had a dark expression, but he only coughed twice and did not refute. He thought, "They came to the hospital with invincible blood, so what's wrong with giving them a little blood?"

On the contrary, Bai Ye was about to lose his composure. These old monsters were all boastful. Apart from the Phoenix Blood being somewhat useful, who knows what realm that Nine Nether Hound is at now? It might not even be as good as him. What use is Yu Wudi's blood? They might as well be generous and just give him a mount.

"I want to learn the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Technique. Also, can our Vajra Ape and Golden Bull learn it too?" Bai Ye asked the most crucial question.

“That Vajra Ape evolved from the Golden Bodhi Fruit, right? It’s somewhat related to me by blood. I will take it as my disciple, so you don’t need to worry about that,” the purple-haired old man said first.

"Have you no shame? That's a race immune to magic. There might only be one in the entire world. Do you know how terrifying its future potential is? It might shine on the battlefield in the future. If we're talking about connections, I, Platinum Ape, am the one who truly has a connection with it."

The two old monsters were snorting and glaring, clearly having already observed all the living beings in this world.

Bai Ye didn't know how they arranged things, and no one said they would take the two of them as disciples. Instead, they left behind a stone tablet, which was covered with ancient characters that resembled the patterns of the Great Dao.

This is a million ancient characters. If you want to cultivate the ancient methods, this is the foundation. You need to understand and interpret the ancient characters through comprehension.

At the same time, a replica of the Heavenly Skill Bone Scroll and some divine liquid for medicinal baths were also left behind, which can cleanse the marrow and bones and purify the body.

However, when the old ape left, it took Xiao Jin with it, genuinely intending to train Xiao Jin.

This is not hard to understand. In the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, there are only a few races that are immune to magic, and their immunity is very short-lived. Only the Vajra Ape has brought this ability to its fullest potential. Although it is far inferior to the Wushang Clan, it is enough to excite these old monsters who like to cause trouble.

"Poor Niu Niu, nobody wants him!" Bai Ye couldn't help but shake his head. Now, those old monsters have finally stopped monitoring them.

"Is this the ancient script of immortals..." The witch carefully examined the stone tablet, but she was clever enough to know to take out the golden relic.

Bai Ye wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he was looking at the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Technique. It was a rubbing, but it was complete. The old monsters were very generous in this respect. After recognizing him, they gave him the whole thing without asking for anything in return.

However, the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Technique is different from the Six Paths Reincarnation Heavenly Technique.

If the Six Paths Reincarnation Heavenly Art can cultivate the power of reincarnation and also allow one to wield precious techniques, making it a supernatural auxiliary art, then the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Art is a heavenly art primarily for attack, equivalent to a supernatural power.

This celestial skill is known as supreme and is one of the most famous celestial skills in the ancient immortal realm. When cultivated to its ultimate level, it can achieve nine revolutions.

The so-called Nine Revolutions is meant to overturn the heavens and earth, complete nine reversals, crush all living beings trapped within, and extinguish all life force. Each revolution is stronger than the last, and after nine revolutions, even immortals can be killed. It is extremely domineering.

……

Life gradually calmed down. During the day, Bai Ye and the witch would study the millions of ancient immortal characters together, and at night they would study the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Technique together.

They had no maids or friends, and apart from Taurus occasionally visiting, their lives were very ordinary, like reclusive hermits who had completely withdrawn from the world.

This is spiritual practice—dry, tedious, and unadorned.

However, this process only lasted for half a month before it was disrupted.

On this day, a creature was wandering outside the great formation, circling around this area, occasionally twitching its nose, looking completely intoxicated.

He was a boy, only sixteen or seventeen years old, very young, with long purple hair that reached his waist. His face was chiseled, and his eyes were like stars, resolute yet wild. What was most striking was that his pupils were actually cross-shaped, like two sword lights, which was very strange.

"Wolong Mountain... Little Celestial Abode? Isn't this Panlong Mountain?"

The boy stared at the towering ancient stone tablet and the ancient, immortal characters on it, looking puzzled. "What kind of bullshit little celestial being is this? Does such a person even exist?"

The boy had sharp eyes, and his pupils were incredibly intimidating when they moved, like two incomparably sharp killing swords shining brightly, very fierce.

The next moment, he swept his leg across the stone tablet, causing a tremendous tremor that seemed to shake the heavens and earth, an astonishing sight.

At the same time, the characters on the stone tablet emitted a divine light, rumbling out and imprinting themselves in the air, as if they had been completely resurrected, and actually intertwined to form the phantom image of a young girl.

The girl exuded an astonishing aura of immortality, her eyes were lively and mischievous, her face was perfect and exquisite, and her temperament was ethereal and otherworldly. She wore a long black dress, which was also enchanting. Standing in mid-air, she was like a beautiful elf formed from the essence of heaven and earth.

"So you're just a young lady. I was so surprised I thought a celestial being lived here. But you're not bad either. In a few years, you'll definitely become an unparalleled celestial being." The young man's eyes were bright. He was clearly amazed, but he said it like that on purpose, as if he was teasing him.

"Why did you destroy my stone tablet?" the girl asked, her gaze cold and unwavering, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

"Really? I was just passing by." The boy chuckled strangely, looking at the stone tablet, which was taller than a person. "Look, it..."

"Crack, crack..."

Just then, a sound suddenly came from the stone tablet, and it disintegrated under the boy's gaze.

Even the girl disintegrated, turning into wisps of celestial light that vanished into the world. She was formed from the words, and now that the monument she carried had crumbled, she too ceased to exist.

But at that very moment, the boy suddenly sensed an unprecedented and terrifying crisis. A black beam of light, as if shooting from another world, arrived in an instant, carrying unparalleled divine light.

The boy was horrified; the threat of death was so clear and intense, it made him tremble uncontrollably.

At the critical moment, a precious mirror shimmering with purple light appeared. This was a divine artifact, originally obtained by him from a tomb. It was a life-saving item with immense power.

However, even so, the black light still crashed into him and pierced through the precious mirror in front of him.

However, it was precisely because of the obstruction of the magic mirror that he saw the true face of the black beam of light.

Chapter 264 Heroes of the Immortal Academy

It was an arrow, made entirely of dark immortal gold, with a sharp arrowhead engraved with mysterious symbols. Even the arrow body was covered with strange patterns and textures, making it seem completely out of place in this era.

"Pfft..."

The boy's body jolted, and he staggered, kneeling on one knee and bracing himself with his hand to steady himself.

At this moment, he clutched his chest and looked in horror toward the direction of the great formation.

The arrow destroyed his precious mirror and pierced him through. Although it was because the Dark Immortal Golden Arrow was indestructible, the creature inside was definitely very powerful.

But at that moment, a corner of the great formation was opened, and an incredibly dense stream of immortal energy surged forth. At the same time, a tall and beautiful figure stepped out.

"You brat, is it you who destroyed my stone tablet? You've got some nerve!"

The newcomer's voice was very pleasant, with a soft and sweet quality, as well as an invisible charm and narcissism. However, he had seen this girl before, but this one did not have that ethereal charm. Instead, she was like an enchanting enchantress who could bewitch all living beings. Just one glance was enough to make one feel dazed.

More importantly, the girl's black dress was made entirely of dark immortal gold. Only someone incredibly extravagant would be so depraved as to use immortal gold to make a dress. You must know that just a few ounces of immortal gold can transform a divine weapon.

Even the elite disciples treasured the weapons infused with immortal gold, loving them dearly every day.

The girl beckoned, drawing back the black arrow, which she then held in her hand, seemingly considering how to deal with the person.

"If I kill them, I won't be able to explain it to those old men. If I don't kill them, people will think I'm easy to bully..."

"Little vixen... don't go too far. We're all disciples of the academy, we'll run into each other all the time..."

"Pfft!"

The boy stared blankly at his chest. The black arrow was so beautiful, like a perfect work of art, but it really hurt when it was stuck in his body. If the patterns were activated, he would be shattered.

"It's best not to interrupt me when I'm speaking." The witch raised her hand, and light flowed as the shattered stone tablet reformed. Although it was cracked, it was still usable.

She waved her hand, pinning the boy to the stone tablet, and nodded with slight satisfaction. "I will expose you to the sun for forty-nine days as punishment, to warn others."

"No, that's not right either. This guy is probably trying to steal the Bloodline Fruit Divine Tree..."

The girl muttered something to herself and turned to enter the formation, but although her voice was soft, the boy heard it clearly.

"It's actually the Divine Tree... No wonder it gave me that feeling that made my blood boil. No, there should be another one..." The boy's eyes were gloomy. Although he was currently imprisoned by the power within the arrow, it didn't stop him from speaking.

The girl wasn't strong; she was only at the peak of the Venerable realm, just like him. If she hadn't ambushed him with an arrow, he felt he wouldn't have lost, and he wouldn't be hanging here like this, utterly humiliated.

Most importantly, people arrived without him having to call for help, which was probably due to the attraction of the Bloodline Fruit Tree.

"Oh, isn't this Senior Brother Wu Tai? It's been months since I last saw you. I thought you had already gone to the Immortal Land to cultivate immortal energy there."

From the distant horizon, eerie voices rang out, from two boys and a beautiful girl.

The three of them arrived together, each with an imposing presence, sharp eyes, and a radiant, refined aura. The moment they stepped forward, they exuded an astonishing killing intent, like a dragon leaping into the sky, their momentum as powerful as a rainbow.

Clearly, these individuals were not delicate flowers grown in a greenhouse; they were formidable youths who had experienced the baptism of blood and fire, far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Yinchuan!" Wu Tai's face darkened as he stared at the leading youth, feeling extremely embarrassed. He was the Second Elder's disciple, but the other three were the Fourth Elder's disciples. They often competed with each other, but he never expected to run into them here.

"This Wu Tai is no ordinary person. He actually possesses the Dark Immortal Golden Arrow. He may be using it to hone his physique, unleash his physical potential, and prepare for cultivating immortal energy," the blond youth said, his eyes filled with solemnity.