Shengui Changsheng: Start from Zhenwuwei and add some points to cultivate immortality

He took out a map and determined the direction. The ancient battlefield was divided into three layers: the outer perimeter, the inner perimeter, and the core. The outer perimeter was relatively safe, suitable for early-stage Golden Core cultivators. The inner perimeter was fraught with danger, suitable for late-stage Golden Core cultivators. The core area was said to be inhabited by the remnant souls of Nascent Soul level demons, as well as the true legacies left behind by ancient powerful beings.

His target is the core area.

He put away the map and began to move towards the inner perimeter.

The outer area was relatively peaceful. Fu Shaoping traveled for three days, encountering only a few early-stage Golden Core demonic beasts, which he easily killed. He also discovered some spiritual herbs, mostly a hundred years old. Although precious, they were nothing to him anymore.

On the fourth day, he came across a ruin. It was a half-collapsed stone hall, inside which lay a skeleton. On the skeleton's finger was a storage ring. Fu Shaoping stepped forward, buried the skeleton, and then removed the ring.

His divine sense probed the ring, finding it empty except for a jade slip. The jade slip contained a lost sword technique—the Heavenly Gang Sword Art. Fu Shaoping skimmed through it and discovered that while this sword technique wasn't as refined as the Nine Moonlit Swords, one of its moves, "Heavenly Gang Demon-Slaying," had a special effect against Heavenly Demons.

"Perhaps it will come in handy." He put the jade slip into his pocket and continued on his way.

On the seventh day, Fu Shaoping entered the inner perimeter area.

The scene inside was completely different from the outer perimeter. Occasionally, crimson lightning would strike the sky. The ground was littered with enormous skeletons—some belonging to demonic beasts, others to humans. The air was thick with an even stronger stench of blood, and a chilling killing intent permeated the atmosphere.

Fu Shaoping focused his senses and quickly locked onto a direction. There, a faint contractual fluctuation emanated. Unlike any contract he had sensed on pages four and five, this fluctuation was both familiar and strange, as if it had some inexplicable connection to him.

He took a deep breath and hurried toward the direction from which the fluctuations were coming.

On the fifteenth day, Fu Shaoping encountered his first Heavenly Demon in a valley.

It was a celestial demon at the late Golden Core stage, enormous in size, entirely black, and surrounded by thick black mist. Its eyes were blood red, filled with bloodlust and madness.

“Humans…food…” it uttered in a hoarse voice, lunging at Fu Shaoping.

Fu Shaoping drew his sword, and the Moonlit Sword was unsheathed!
"Nine Swords of Moonlight - Moon Sets and Crows Cry!"

The sword flashed like lightning, striking the Heavenly Demon! The demon screamed in agony as the sword light ripped a deep wound into its body. Black mist, like blood, surged from the wound. But it did not die; instead, it lunged at Fu Shaoping with even greater ferocity!
Fu Shaoping frowned slightly. The Nine Moonlit Swords seemed less effective against demons than against cultivators. He recalled the "Heavenly Gang Demon-Slaying" in the jade slip, and a thought struck him.

He sheathed his sword, formed hand seals, and activated the Heavenly Gang Demon-Slaying Technique! A golden sword light shot out from his palm, striking the Heavenly Demon's head squarely! The Heavenly Demon's head exploded, and its massive body crashed to the ground.

Fu Shaoping withdrew his hand, slightly out of breath. The Heavenly Gang Demon-Slaying Technique… it really worked. He walked to the corpse of the Heavenly Demon and found a black crystal core inside. The crystal core contained a dense concentration of demonic energy. A demonic core… perhaps it will be useful. He put the crystal core into his storage bag and continued forward.

On the thirtieth day, Fu Shaoping discovered a huge palace on a mountain peak.

The palace was entirely black, towering a hundred feet high, and exuded an imposing aura. The palace doors were tightly shut, covered with intricate contractual runes. Fu Shaoping walked to the doors and gently touched them.

The runes on the palace gate suddenly lit up, and an ancient and profound thought entered his mind: "Latercomer, your ability to reach this point proves that you possess the talent for contracts. I am an ancient contract cultivator who has devoted my life to studying the way of contracts and have left behind three tests. If you can pass them, you can inherit my mantle. The first test: the test of one's character."

As soon as the words were spoken, the palace doors slowly opened. Behind the doors lay endless darkness.

Fu Shaoping took a deep breath and stepped inside.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light appeared in the darkness. The light grew brighter and brighter until it coalesced into a figure. It was a kind-faced middle-aged woman, dressed in coarse cloth, smiling at him.

"Ping'er..."

Fu Shaoping's heart skipped a beat. This was his mother from his first life.

"Ping'er, how have you been all these years?" The mother's voice was as gentle as ever.

Fu Shaoping looked at her calmly and said, "You are not my mother."

The figure stiffened slightly, then began to twist and transform into another form. It was his second incarnation's master, the white-haired old woman Yunhe. "Shaoping, your master has been waiting for you for a long time," Yunhe said with a kind smile.

Fu Shaoping shook his head again.

The figures shifted again. Zhou Yuanqing in his third life, Fu Qingshan in his fourth life, Master Yuehua, Senior Sister Yuehua... one familiar face after another appeared, only to be recognized by Fu Shaoping in turn.

Finally, all the illusions vanished. In the darkness, that ancient voice echoed once more: "In your heart, is there not a single trace of attachment?"

Fu Shaoping said calmly, "Yes. But my obsession is not in the past, but in the future."

After a moment of silence in the darkness, the voice rang out again: "What a fine 'not in the past, but in the future.' First level, passed."

The second test is a "test of combat strength".

In a vast, empty space, three figures appeared. Each figure exuded the aura of a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator. "Defeat them to pass."

Three figures simultaneously lunged at Fu Shaoping!
Fu Shaoping drew his sword, and the Moonlit Sword was unsheathed!
"Nine Swords of Moonlight - Moon Rises Over the Eastern Mountain!" The sword light was like the moon, gentle and long, forcing the figure at the front to retreat.

"Nine Swords of Moonlight - Moon Illuminates the Great River!" The sword light surged like a tide, continuous and unending, trapping the second figure.

"Nine Swords of Moonlight - Moon Shifts Flower Shadows!" The sword light was like a shadow, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion, preventing the third figure from getting close.

Three figures and one shadow clashed fiercely in the void. Fifty moves, one hundred moves, two hundred moves… Fu Shaoping gradually realized that these three figures were using the ancient Dao of Contracts. Their attack methods were unlike any contract he had ever seen in his previous lives; they were more ancient and more bizarre.

But that's exactly what he needed. He fought while observing, learning, and contemplating.

After three hundred moves, he finally found a weakness.

"Nine Swords of Moonlight, Ninth Form - Returning to the Roots When the Moon Sets!"

The sword light, gentle and serene like the moon, enveloped the three figures simultaneously. The three figures stiffened slightly, then vanished into specks of light.

In the darkness, the voice rang out again: "Extremely high comprehension, able to comprehend the ancient contract's way in battle. Second level, passed."

The third aspect is "the choice of succession".

Nine gates of light appeared before Fu Shaoping. Behind each gate, a faint glow flickered. "Behind each of these nine gates lie nine different inheritances. From one to nine, the difficulty and the completeness of the inheritance increase accordingly. The ninth gate has remained unpassed for ten thousand years. Which one will you choose?"

Fu Shaoping looked at the nine gates of light and suddenly smiled. This scene was so familiar. On page four, he chose the ninth gate. On page five, he still chose the ninth gate. In this life, he still chose the ninth gate.

"I choose the ninth door."

The voice was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Good! Good! You've got guts! Go in!"

Fu Shaoping stepped into the ninth gate.

Behind the door was a grand hall.

In the center of the main hall sat a phantom figure. It was an old man with white hair, a gaunt face, and slightly closed eyes, surrounded by countless contract runes. His aura was unfathomable, and even though he was just a remnant soul, Fu Shaoping felt a faint pressure.

"The latecomer, you've finally arrived." The old man opened his eyes and his gaze fell on Fu Shaoping.

Fu Shaoping bowed and said, "Greetings, senior."

The old man looked at him, a strange light flashing in his eyes: "You... have the aura of reincarnation on you. You have lived more than one lifetime."

Fu Shaoping did not deny it.

The old man was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Good! Good! No wonder you made it this far." He stood up and walked to Fu Shaoping. "I am Tianqizi, an ancient contract cultivator. I have devoted my life to studying the Dao of Contracts and have finally gained some understanding. Unfortunately, the Dao is unpredictable, and I too could not escape my fate. Before I die, I leave behind this remnant soul to await a destined person."

He looked at Fu Shaoping with profound eyes: "Since you are burdened with reincarnation and have come this far, you are the successor I am destined to be."

He raised his hand, and a ray of light drifted towards Fu Shaoping, disappearing into his brow. In an instant, countless pieces of information flooded into his mind! It was a contract inheritance more complete and profound than the "Heavenly Contract Great Dao"—the "Heavenly Contract Return to Origin." It not only contained the methods of using contract runes, but also the ultimate reflections on the Dao of Contracts, and even touched upon the true method of "proving the Dao through contracts."

Fu Shaoping closed his eyes to process the information, and only opened them after a long while.

The old man looked at him, his eyes filled with satisfaction: "I have passed on all the knowledge I have acquired in my life to you. I hope you will make good use of it and live up to my expectations." His figure began to slowly become transparent.

Fu Shaoping suddenly spoke up: "Senior, I have something I'd like to ask."

The old man looked at him and asked, "What is it?"

Fu Shaoping asked, "Does the senior know a person named 'Ye'?"

The old man was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Ye..." he murmured, "So that's how it is. So that's how it is."

He looked at Fu Shaoping with a deep gaze: "You will meet that person sooner or later. But not now. Once you turn the page, everything will become clear."

His figure vanished completely.

Only Fu Shaoping remained in the main hall.

He stood there, silent for a long time.

Then he turned and stepped out of the hall.

Outside the palace, the sky had changed. The once gray sky now showed a sliver of light. That light, like the dawn of a new life, dispelled millennia of gloom.

Fu Shaoping took a deep breath and walked back the way he came. Behind him, the palace slowly sank into the ground and disappeared completely.

He knew it was time to turn the page.

And that "end" is just ahead.

He traveled for a long time. He traversed wastelands, crossed mountains, and forded rivers. He walked every inch of the ancient battlefield, experienced countless battles, and reaped countless opportunities. His cultivation steadily improved through repeated trials. Golden Core Great Perfection, Half-Step Nascent Soul, Nascent Soul, Success.

When he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, he stood at the highest point of the ancient battlefield, overlooking this ancient land. The sky was still gray, and the earth was still desolate. But in his heart, an unprecedented peace welled up.

He looked up, gazing into the distance. There, someone was waiting for him. Ye.

The day when the ancient battlefield would close has finally arrived.

Standing at the exit, Fu Shaoping looked at the land where he had spent several months, a sense of emotion welling up within him. In these past few months, he had experienced much. He had experienced battle, life and death, inheritance, and transformation. He had gained the complete inheritance of the Heavenly Contract Child, countless opportunities from the ancient battlefield, and the cultivation of the Nascent Soul stage.

More importantly, he found himself.

"Let's go." A voice sounded behind him.

Fu Shaoping turned around and saw Yuehua standing not far away. She had also entered the ancient battlefield and emerged alive. Her cultivation had also broken through to the Nascent Soul stage.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Let's go." Fu Shaoping nodded.

The two stepped into the portal side by side.

After a dizzying spin, they returned to the Eastern Region. They returned to the Azure Cloud Sect, to Moonflower Peak.

Standing atop the peak, Master Yuehua looked at the two returning, her eyes filled with satisfaction: "Good! Good! You're both back!"

She looked at Fu Shaoping with deep eyes: "Shaoping, you've changed."

Fu Shaoping smiled slightly: "This disciple has simply found himself."

Master Yuehua nodded without asking any further questions. "Go, and get some rest."

Three days later, Master Yuehua summoned Fu Shaoping to his cave.

Inside the cave, besides True Person Yuehua, there was another person—Ye.

Fu Shaoping looked at him calmly: "You've come."

Ye smiled slightly: "I'm here."

Master Yuehua glanced at the two of them and said softly, "You two talk, I'll go out first." She turned and left, leaving only Fu Shaoping and Ye in the cave.

The two sat facing each other in silence for a long time.

Ye spoke first: "Fu Shaoping, do you hate me?"

Fu Shaoping shook his head: "I don't hate him."

Ip Man: "Why?"

Fu Shaoping said, "Because you helped me find myself."

Ye was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Good! Good! You are indeed better than me."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the moonlight outside.

"Fu Shaoping, the story of the Hundred Generations Book should come to an end."

Fu Shaoping also stood up and walked to his side: "Where is the end?"

Ye turned to look at him, her gaze deep: "The end is in your heart."

He raised his hand, and a ray of light drifted toward Fu Shaoping, disappearing into his brow.

Go ahead. Your journey is still long.

His figure began to slowly become transparent.

Fu Shaoping looked at him, a complex emotion welling up inside him: "Ye, who exactly are you?"

Ye smiled, a hint of relief in her smile: "I am you. You are you. We are all the same person."

His figure vanished completely.

Only Fu Shaoping remained in the cave.

He stood there, silent for a long time.

Then, he turned around and walked out of the cave.

At the summit of Yuehua Peak, the moonlight was like water.

Fu Shaoping stood on the bluestone, gazing at the distant mountains. A sense of peace filled his heart. The story of the Hundred Generations Book had come to an end. But his life continued.

He looked up at the sky. There, he saw stars, a bright moon, and endless possibilities.

He took a deep breath, turned around, and walked down the mountain.

Behind him, Moonflower Peak remained serene and secluded. Ahead lay his path. (End of Chapter)