Chapter 953 : Borrowing the 100 Scriptures

Though Heaven and Earth possess no intellect, a wisp of consciousness exists within the unseen depths. In times of calamity, 1 destined to resolve tribulations shall naturally emerge.

The Master of the Dao Palace spoke unhurriedly, and after a long while, he finally said, "Long before the Cataclysm of the Demonic Abyss, the Violet Realm possessed dozens of immortal Dao traditions."

Among the various orthodox traditions, the weaker ones possess a dozen or so Primordial Spirits, while the most powerful holy lands even have over a 100 Primordial Spirits.

In that era within the Violet Realm, there were over a dozen Demigod Ancestors (Cultivation Realm)—more than 10 times the current number. For tens of thousands of years, exceptional talents emerged generation after generation, giving rise to multiple Tribulation-Bearers (Destined Individuals) in succession.

"But even so, how many of the seniors from those days still remain?"

All is but the past!

The voice of the Palace Master grew increasingly somber, his gaze fixed upon Eldrin (Person Name). The 2 of them remained silent for a long while.

Eldrin understood clearly in his heart that all the grand elders who had reached the pinnacle of the Violet Realm in the past, along with the subsequent Tribulation-Fated Ones born afterward, had already perished in the great cataclysm.

The Azurewood Dragon, a scheme laid by immortals across generations, the 10 1000 Calamities Thunder Mountain—the foremost sacred ground of the Eastern Sea, Chen Qiyuan the Eastern Emperor who achieved immortality through physical cultivation, and even the Jiang Emperor who lived up to expectations by ascending to immortality—all have now faded into the annals of history.

"Back in the day, our Violet Realm united as 1, pooling the entire realm's strength to assist Emperor Jiang in attaining immortality. We truly believed we stood a chance to quell the great calamity."

"Alas, in the end, I still failed!"

The Lord of the Dao Palace shook his head, gazing at Eldrin with a grave expression. "You exist beyond the celestial tribulations," he said. "Perhaps you are the last—the only—chance we have left."

"That is precisely why both Riverlord Chang and the venerable tomb keeper were willing to stake their lives to safeguard your journey."

"While it may seem that the various immortal lineages are unwilling to lend out their sacred texts, in truth they are merely waiting for the right price, hoping to exchange them for more treasures from you."

"When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact; when the lips perish, the teeth are cold. Faced with this cataclysm before our very eyes, perhaps the Violet Realm shall cease to exist in the next millennium. No orthodox tradition would be so unreasonable as to deny you their aid in this hour."

Listening quietly to the words of the Dao Palace Master, Eldrin (Person Name) felt a faint tremor in his heart, yet he did not know how to express it. He could only continue listening in heavy silence.

The Lord of the Dao Palace patted his shoulder and sighed, "Do not grieve. When Emperor Jiang was young, he was much the same. Countless elders and ancestors fell to pave his path to Dao attainment."

"You are the 1 most likely to quell this calamity. Promise me you will end this cataclysm, so that everyone's efforts shall not have been in vain."

"Do not let the sacrifices of Daoist Longhe, the master of Tianya Pavilion, and the Tombkeeper Senior be in vain!"

Listening quietly to the heartfelt words of the Dao Palace Master, Eldrin (Person Name) remained silent, only feeling an indescribable, immense pressure weighing upon his heart.

In bygone days, how extraordinary was Jiang Huang's talent, simultaneously cultivating Dao Fruit and the power of laws, thus laying the foundation of a peerless Celestial Immortal.

Such an existence possessed peerless talent; throughout the millions of years of history in the Violet Realm, fewer than 10 individuals could be considered their equal.

Yet such a dazzling existence, 1 who had achieved 2 types of immortal Dao fruits, still failed to quell that great calamity. Could Eldrin truly be certain he would succeed in pacifying it?

"I will!"

"But I must grow stronger, to fulfill the 80-1000-year aspiration of the Violet Realm."

Eldrin murmured to himself, a resolute gleam flashing in his eyes.

For now, he still could not surpass Emperor Jiang, but his path had yet to reach its end.

He sought to advance his Primordial Chaos Indestructible Body further, cultivating it into the Golden Primordial Chaos Indestructible Body, and then mastering the power of Primordial Chaos Laws. Only by surpassing Emperor Jiang by several realms could he potentially slay the Calamity Demon God.

At this thought, his desire to study the classics of countless schools grew even stronger. He couldn't help but cup his hands toward the master of the Dao Palace and declare, "Rest assured, Elder, Eldrin (Person Name) will not fail your expectations."

"In that case, my mind is at ease!"

The Lord of the Dao Palace nodded imperceptibly, and before Eldrin realized it, they had already returned to the sacred grounds of the Dao Palace.

Upon arriving at the Dao Palace Holy Land, Eldrin did not delay in the slightest. He immediately proceeded to the Heritage Hall of the sanctuary and began contemplating the 9 volumes of immortal scriptures.

The 9 immortal scriptures of the Daogong Sacred Land each possess extraordinary origins. Among them, 1 was handed down by the ancient ‘Eldrin (Person Name)’, renowned as the foremost scripture of the Violet Realm—the ‘Zenith-Transcendence Immortal Scripture (Cultivation Method)’.

Among the remaining 8 volumes, 3 were created by ascended immortals from the Dao Palace Holy Land, while 5 were inherited legacies of perished immortals from the extinguished Violet Realm, later compiled into the Dao Palace's collection.

Eldrin (Person Name) gained enlightenment from the 9 volumes of immortal scriptures and soon became utterly engrossed. Before he knew it, 9 years had slipped by.

In the fleeting span of 9 years, Eldrin had committed all 9 volumes of the celestial scriptures to memory—backward and forward—grasping their inherent Dao essence. Only then did he push open the grand doors of the Legacy Hall and emerge.

The Master of the Dao Palace had long noticed his emergence from seclusion and inquired, "Have you gained any insights from this period of closed-door cultivation?"

"I have committed the profound mysteries of the Dao to memory, yet I know that to achieve true mastery, 1 must assimilate the essence of a 100 classics before attaining accomplishment."

Eldrin (Person Name) replied without hesitation, his path now clear before him.

The master of the Dao Palace flickered his gaze slightly and nodded. "You simultaneously cultivate 5 distinct laws, seeking to forge the Primordial Chaos Law. This path holds far greater difficulty than conventional ascension to immortality—it is only natural success does not come easily."

"This path may prove exceedingly arduous, and you must mentally prepare yourself. Should it prove impassable, you may always retreat and settle for the next best option."

"I understand."

Eldrin nodded in understanding. The Lord of the Dao Palace was reminding him that if attaining the Dao proved too difficult, he should abandon the Primordial Chaos Laws and seek enlightenment through 3 or 4 lesser laws instead.

However, this meant that although his combat prowess still far surpassed that of ordinary immortals, it no longer held the qualitative gap of the 5 Elements Unity.

Unless there was truly not the slightest possibility of mastering the Primordial Chaos Laws, Eldrin would never abandon this path.

At this thought, Eldrin spoke up, "I plan to visit the Li Fire Hall to continue studying the immortal scriptures, so I won't linger here any longer."

The Palace Master of the Dao Palace could tell at a glance that Eldrin (Person Name) hadn’t taken his words to heart. He had no choice but to say, “Go now. May you achieve your heart’s desire and forge that peerless Primordial Chaos Law.”

Time flew by in the blink of an eye, and 1 100 years had passed.

On this day, Eldrin returned to Spirit Isle Lake and began secluded cultivation to comprehend the profound mysteries of all arts.

Over the past 1 100 years, Eldrin had journeyed to the 4 corners of the world. He had studied the ancient scriptures of the Central Ancestral Domain, pored over the immortal legacies of the Southern Sea's Glazed Palace, and even perused the supreme celestial texts of the Kunpeng lineage.

Before he even realized it, he had already memorized over a 100 volumes of immortal scriptures, engraving the profound mysteries of various ascension methods deep within his heart.

These immortal scriptures recorded myriad cultivation secrets, along with the insights and perspectives of numerous immortals regarding their practices.

Eldrin had never formally cultivated these techniques, yet through subtle assimilation, he had transformed them into the very foundation of his being.

This foundation could truly be described as unparalleled throughout history. Across the entire Violet Realm, if 1 were to speak of profound knowledge and erudition, there was likely no 1 who could compare with Eldrin (Person Name).

"Gathering the essence of a 100 scriptures into 1, I shall forge the Primordial Chaos Immortal Foundation."

"It is time to advance further and, with the power of the 100 Scriptures, comprehend my own Dao."

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The Mortal Realm Arc is expected to conclude within half a month. Regarding the earlier cultivation realms and seniority rankings, I had omitted the Purple Mansion Realm (Cultivation Realm). Thanks to readers' reminders, I have now corrected this.

Chapter 1 The crisp ring of the system notification echoed in his mind. [Ding! Host has successfully activated the Infinite Devouring System!] Fang Yuan's eyes snapped open, a flicker of astonishment passing through their depths. He had transmigrated into this cultivation world for 3 full days, and the golden finger he had been waiting for had finally arrived! "System, explain your functions." He probed inwardly. [This system can devour all things to strengthen the host. Devour spiritual herbs, monster cores, ores... even the cultivation bases of others! The only limit is the host's imagination!] A sharp, cold light flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes. In this dog-eat-dog world of cultivation, such a heaven-defying system was simply tailor-made for him! He surveyed his surroundings. This was a dilapidated thatched hut, the very picture of poverty. As an outer disciple of the Green Cloud Sect, his monthly allowance was a mere 30 spirit stones. It wasn't even enough to buy a single Foundation Building Pill. But now, everything was different. Just as he was about to test the system's power, a series of hurried knocks rapped against his door. "Fang Yuan! Come out and pay your protection fee!" A arrogant voice shouted from outside. Fang Yuan's expression turned cold. It was the lackeys of the outer disciple overseer, Liu Feng, here to extort him again. In the past, he could only endure the humiliation, but now... He pushed the door open. 3 outer disciples stood outside, their faces full of contempt. "Fang Yuan, hand over this month's 20 spirit stones, and we'll spare you a beating!" The leader, a pockmarked youth, said threateningly. Fang Yuan chuckled coldly. "What if I refuse?" "Refuse?" The pockmarked youth was momentarily stunned, then burst into angry laughter. "Looks like you have a death wish!" He threw a punch, his spiritual power surging. This punch contained the force of a 100 jin; if it landed on an ordinary person, their bones would surely break. But Fang Yuan didn't dodge. He simply stretched out his hand and easily caught the incoming fist. [Devour activated!] A strange power flowed out from his palm. The pockmarked youth's expression changed dramatically as he felt the spiritual power in his body rapidly draining away! "You... what evil art are you using?!" He cried out in terror. In the span of a few breaths, his cultivation base, painstakingly built up over several years, had vanished completely, reduced to the level of an ordinary mortal. The other 2 were dumbstruck, their faces filled with horror. They had never seen such a bizarre technique. Fang Yuan released his grip, and the pockmarked youth collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud. "Who's next?" Fang Yuan's gaze swept over the other 2. The 2 shivered violently, turned, and fled in panic. Fang Yuan didn't pursue them. He closed his eyes, feeling the surge of spiritual power within his body. The system interface showed that his cultivation had risen from the third level of Qi Refining to the fourth. Not bad for a start. He looked towards the distant mountains, a trace of anticipation flashing in his eyes. This world of cultivation was about to become very interesting. "Liu Feng... the Green Cloud Sect... just you wait."