I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

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Take the Handsome Monkey King, for example, his immense strength granted him only a Ninth Grade minor official's post after he was brought into fold, yet he was able to forge good relations with various powerful deities and immortals. Provided he did not rebel, he was bound to be promoted quickly.

"You speak sense."

The disheveled Daoist laughed and said, "As the rumors go, Junior Brother Sun is indeed a clever man. Do you have any other advice?"

Just with this one point alone, my trip today would not have been in vain. Otherwise, after all the effort to select a regional official, one might seem powerful for a few hundred years, but if the position doesn't advance, then how can one use the incense's divine power to prolong life and continue one's existence?

"Furthermore..."

Zhou Yi said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen, you might as well take advantage of your remaining years to take official posts in the Da Heng Capital. It's best if you can hold a position in the imperial court!"

"Why is that?"

A cultivator asked in confusion, "That Da Heng is merely a second-rate Imperial Court. Even if one wants to gain experience in officialdom, one should go to the Great Moon or the Holy Sun Immortal Dynasties!"

Zhou Yi swept his gaze over the crowd and spoke in a profound tone.

"The current emperor of Da Heng is the first emperor of the Heavenly Court!"

"Hiss!"

"What?"

"How capable is Emperor Yuanding to deserve this honor?"

"When it comes to being emperor, I'm no less qualified!"

"A fortune cultivated over hundreds of lifetimes!"

"... "

As his words fell, the hall erupted into an uproar.

No one would have thought that Emperor Yuanding, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, not even a true disciple of a major sect, would be qualified to command the Heavenly Court.

Zhou Yi slowly savored his wine, having dropped the bombshell, he believed no one would bother him after today.

In recent years, he had become too famous, and needed a new hot topic to cool down the search heat!

"This matter has the nod from the various ancient ancestors, unless some irresistible factors emerge, it is already a certainty that he will be the first Heavenly Emperor!"

What factors are irresistible?

Demonic possession, disappearance, death...

The expressions of everyone in the hall were mysterious; in an instant, they thought of hundreds of ways to kill someone, including Divine Skills and secret techniques that had already been lost.

"That's enough idle talk; now for the business of the day."

Zhou Yi took out several hundred jars of Spiritual Wine from his sleeve, ranging from a thousand to several thousand years old, and said with a smile.

"With the Investiture of the Gods commencing, it will be difficult for us to gather together in a short time. Today, we drink together: no one leaves until we're all drunk!"

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Da Heng.

In the Diligent Administration Hall.

Emperor Yuanding manipulated his avatars, year after year handling the affairs of state.

Since unveiling the Incense Sealing God Technique, the Wild Gods of various regions had been cleaned up by disciples of the major sects, yet natural disasters and man-made calamities were still endless.

Especially since the Wish Power Beads were increasingly surging, disciples of the major sects couldn't help but manipulate disasters to harvest the incense from the common people.

"If only all cultivators were like the Repairing Heaven Sect, or if the laws of the Imperial Court could punish disciples of the major sects!"

Emperor Yuanding shook his head slightly. Everyone has selfish desires, including himself.

"I have reigned over Da Heng for a hundred and seventy years, and according to the rules of the Imperial Clan, I should abdicate in another thirty years. With the upheaval in the Cultivation World and the world upside down with dragons and snakes emerging, this is an excellent opportunity for me!"

"Whether to change the laws or to wage war..."

As he pondered, a streak of light flew into the hall from outside, and the person cast aside formalities by rushing in.

"Your Majesty, great joy, great joy!"

"Zhao Ai-Qing, what brings such great joy?"

Emperor Yuanding showed a puzzled face; Zhao Hong before him held the post of Assistant Minister of Rites, coming from a background of being an elder of the Ten Absolute Sect.

"Your Majesty, I have received reliable information."

Envy and jealousy flickered in Zhao Hong's eyes as he said, "The Heavenly Court is to be established, and the senior immortals have unanimously chosen Your Majesty as the first Heavenly Emperor to rule over the gods of Dongsheng Divine Continent, a feat unmatched in history!"

"Heavenly Emperor!"

Emperor Yuanding was slightly taken aback by the imposing title and asked, "What is the Heavenly Court, and what is a Heavenly Emperor?"

Zhao Hong explained in detail, stating that the source of the information was his fellow sect brother who, after attending a feast at Qingyun Mountain, immediately relayed the news.

"Why would they choose me?"

A different light flashed in Emperor Yuanding's eyes. His goal had only been to be appointed a True God, and then use the incense wish power to achieve real godhood, ultimately spending thousands of years to become the foremost True God of Dongsheng Divine Continent.

Yet before his plans even commenced, he suddenly became the Heavenly Emperor?

The title of the first True God, both in status and actual power, paled in comparison to that of the Heavenly Emperor!

After pondering for a while, Emperor Yuanding quickly processed the surprise and said with a smile, "I will serve diligently and will not let down the high regard of the senior immortals. I must also thank Zhao Ai-Qing. May I know what reward you desire?"

"Your Majesty, I have an audacious request."

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Zhao Hong bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I come from the Ten Ultimate Sect, and many of my fellow disciples are willing to devote themselves to Your Majesty and contribute to the National Dynasty. We only ask that Your Majesty grant us official positions."

"The disciples of the Ten Ultimate are indeed prodigies among men, and I certainly welcome them," the Emperor said.

Emperor Yuanding said, "Zhao Ai-Qing, rest assured, no matter how many disciples come, the National Dynasty will arrange official positions for them."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Hong's face showed pleasure, his efforts in waiting for news from Qingyun Mountain were not in vain, and with a turn of his eyes, he said, "There is another matter, concerning Your Majesty's safety. Many cultivators are dissatisfied with Your Majesty's rise to Heavenly Emperor and wish to commit treason!"

"In the eyes of those from great sects, I'm just an Innate Nascent Soul, a mere Loose Cultivator," the Emperor said wistfully.

"Now that I have ascended to the Heavenly Throne, I nominally command many great sects, so naturally there are those who are discontented," Emperor Yuanding said somberly.

Zhao Hong's expression changed, and he suddenly knelt down with a thud, casting aside the face of the great sects.

"The disciples of the Ten Ultimate Sect wholeheartedly support Your Majesty!"

"Zhao Ai-Qing, please rise quickly!"

The Emperor's tone was very cordial, but a flicker of surprise passed through his eyes. This Zhao Hong was not inferior to that first disciple of the Three Sects; cooperation was possible, but he had to be wary.

"Ai-Qing, rest assured, I will ascend to the Heavenly Throne securely and steadily!"

"Your servant congratulates Your Majesty."

Zhao Hong's heart harbored doubts. Could it be that Emperor Yuanding had some reliance? The only pillar of support in Daheng was that great ancestor.

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A secret known to more than three people is no longer a secret.

The news of the Heavenly Court and the Heavenly Emperor spread throughout the Dongsheng Divine Continent in just a few days. Any cultivator who wasn't in deep seclusion knew that Emperor Yuanding was set to become the chief among gods!

In an instant, countless streaks of escaping light headed towards the Da Heng Capital.

Some sought official positions, while others had sinister motives, or were just there to watch the drama unfold.

Emperor Yuanding suddenly became the center of attention while Zhou Yi found himself free from the chaos. He met privately with Gu Xiao, Pei Yuanzhou, Bai Suixin, and others, promising them high-ranking positions on the Investiture of the Gods.

"I'm too lazy to take an official position, but I have a bunch of friends who do!"

Zhou Yi cultivated in Qingyun Mountain for half a month before finally receiving ten thousand Wish Power Beads from a disciple under the Sect Leader.

Each bead was crystal clear with faint golden threads moving within them. Truly, they were beads of wish power from Immortals, even better than expected.

Back in Kunlun Cave Heaven.

Zhou Yi landed beside a wooden structure, gently caressing its purple bark.

"My dear Bull God, after thousands of years, we are finally going to meet again!"

As he said this, he took out the Wish Power Beads one by one, performed the Incense Condensing Spirit Technique to break the seal, and merged the mighty incense into the core of the structure.

The remains of the Yellow Bull God's soul, nurtured by the incense and wish power, quickly grew stronger and began overtaking the verdant consciousness cluster.

One tenth, two tenths, three tenths...

At fifty percent, the consciousness of the structure trembled relentlessly, sending fear and apprehension to Zhou Yi, and began to fiercely repel the Yellow Bull God's soul.

"Be good, be obedient, release your spirit, and merge with the Bull God..."

Zhou Yi's voice was gentle, like coaxing a child, and after much hesitation, the structure's consciousness stopped resisting.

With tens of thousands of Wish Power Beads merging, the Yellow Bull God's remnants grew immensely strong, occupying ninety-nine percent of the consciousness cluster, just one step away from completely taking over and becoming the spirit of the structure.

Yet, the continuous integration of the incense and wish power showed no further growth.

"Huh?"

Zhou Yi exclaimed in surprise, as the remaining wisp of verdant consciousness seemed impossible to merge, he asked, "My dear, what's wrong?"

The last shred of the structure's consciousness sent out a wave of spirit energy.

"So that's it."

Zhou Yi frowned deeply and sighed, "The root of the structure is of such high grade, and the Bull God's acquired soul cannot compare to swallowing an Innate spirit, the last step is like a chasm!"

After pondering for a moment, Zhou Yi's spirit transformed into a blade's edge and probed into the core of the structure.

Swish!

The nascent consciousness of the structure couldn't withstand the cut of a Nascent Soul's spirit, and the last vestige of green was swiftly peeled away.

"There's no other way now; one must resort to desperate remedies. The Bull God has been nurtured in the structure for thousands of years and has merged with ninety-nine percent of the root; even splitting it in two will likely not dissipate it!"

Now, the root of the structure split into two clusters, one large and one small.

The small one was verdant, and the large one dark green; the former remained in the structure, while the latter flowed outward along the trunk.

The purple bark bulged quickly, sprouting two tender leaves that grew to the size of palms in moments.

Between the two leaves, a pitch-black bud emerged and bloomed into a flower at a visible rate, only to wither and leave behind a Mysterious Yellow Fruit the size of a bean.

Humming vibrations...

The structure shook continuously and began to shrink. In an instant, it had gone from several dozen feet to just eight or nine feet.

The Mysterious Yellow Fruit, meanwhile, continued to grow until it was the size of a fist.

At the same time, the dark green soul crept into the Mysterious Yellow Fruit, gradually taking the shape of a bull.