Primordial Era: Reborn as a Qi Immortal, Steadily Cultivating

Chapter 15 First Arrival at the East Sea
After he began preaching, several hundred years passed.

In this idyllic paradise of Skull Mountain, time quietly slips away.

Inside the White Bone Cave.

Ma Yuan remained seated on the futon, his aura growing increasingly deep and restrained.

Like an ancient well, calm and undisturbed.

He absorbed and digested all the insights he gained from this sermon.

The bottleneck that had prevented him from breaking through to the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm was now as thin as a cicada's wing.

However, no matter how much he secluded himself to strive for enlightenment, or how much he tried to comprehend the Great Dao.

That final glimmer of hope, however, remained as elusive as a mirage, always out of reach.

He knew that he had once again fallen into the shackles of spiritual practice.

Pure asceticism was no longer enough for him to make any progress.

"The path of spiritual cultivation cannot be achieved by simply closing oneself off and working in isolation."

Ma Yuan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze clear and bright.

"Our karmic connection has come to an end; it's time to set off."

He knew in his heart that continuing to sit there would only be a waste of time.

My own destiny lies not in Skull Mountain.

And on the vast and boundless East China Sea.

Eradicate the evil fire and seek an opportunity to break through the barrier.

Both of these require him to personally step out of this comfortable nest and cross the turbulent waves of the mortal world.

Once he made up his mind, Ma Yuan no longer hesitated.

He stood up and walked out of the cave where he had been in seclusion for hundreds of years.

Outside the cave, the sun shines warmly, and the air is filled with spiritual energy.

Shi Ji, dressed in a green robe, was carefully tending to the few Qingxin Liuli bamboo plants.

Her aura grew increasingly calm, and her every move subtly exuded the air of an immortal.

At the mountain gate, the two newly recruited attendants, Black Wind and Azure Cloud, stood faithfully on either side, serving diligently.

Black Wind wielded a long-handled axe, looking imposing and awe-inspiring.

Cangyun, with his sharp eyes, was always on alert for any movement in the sky.

Upon seeing Ma Yuan emerge from the pass, the three hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects.

"master."

"Greetings, Lord Mountain Lord."

Ma Yuan nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping gently over the three of them.

"I will embark on a long journey to travel to the East Sea, and my return date is uncertain."

He instructed, "Shiji, while I am away, you will act as the mountain master and manage all matters inside and outside the cave. In all things, stability should be the priority. Do not easily fight with others. Safeguarding the foundation of my temple will be a great achievement."

"Yes, sir, Shiji will remember." Shiji replied respectfully.

Ma Yuan then looked at Hei Feng and Cang Yun: "You two should wholeheartedly assist Shi Ji, patrol the mountain and keep watch, and not slack off. The spiritual fruits in the cave and the pills in the mansion can all be given to you by Shi Ji as appropriate for your cultivation."

"Thank you for your kindness, sir! We will certainly live up to your expectations!" Black Wind and Azure Cloud were overjoyed upon hearing this and quickly kowtowed to make their promise.

He explained all the matters concerning the cave dwelling in detail.

Ma Yuan spent several more days reinforcing his unfinished mountain-protecting formation.

He incorporated all the array flags and array plates he had recently crafted, as well as the materials he had plundered from the horned serpent demon, into the array.

Although it failed to fundamentally improve the grade of the formation.

However, this also made it more robust, enough to withstand several attacks from ordinary Golden Immortals.

Only after doing all this did he feel completely at ease.

Today, Skull Mountain is guarded by the immortal Shi Ji, assisted by two loyal attendants, protected by a great formation, and has countless beings who have received his guidance as its eyes and ears.

As long as we don't encounter a powerful being of Golden Immortal level or above who forcibly attacks the mountain, we can be assured of safety.

"In that case, I can travel far away with peace of mind."

Ma Yuan stood atop the mountain. He took one last look at the Taoist temple he had single-handedly transformed into a paradise, his eyes now devoid of any lingering attachment.

With a swift movement, without alerting anyone, he transformed into an inconspicuous streak of light, silently piercing through the clouds.

They sped off towards the east, towards the endless ocean.

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The vastness of the primordial world cannot be measured by reason.

Even with Ma Yuanjinxian's cultivation level, it took him nearly a hundred years to travel at full speed before finally crossing endless mountains and rivers and arriving at the shore of the East Sea.

When that sea breeze, mixed with salty dampness and endless water elemental energy, blew in my face.

Ma Yuan slowly came to a stop and landed on a pristine white sand beach.

As far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse of blue.

On the sea, the waves are vast and the water is misty.

It stretches all the way to the ends of the earth, merging with the sky.

Huge waves crashed against the shore, creating a deafening roar.

However, in stark contrast to this magnificent scene is the atmosphere of this sea area.

Ma Yuan could clearly sense that the East Sea today was vastly different from the chaotic land after the Great Calamity of Longhan, when demons roamed freely.

The violent demonic aura and bloody evil aura that originally permeated the sky above the sea were replaced by a clear, solemn, and ethereal aura imbued with strict laws.

above the sea.

Occasionally, one can see groups of immortals dressed in uniform Taoist robes and wielding magic swords.

Riding the clouds, surveying all directions.

Their auras weren't particularly strong.

Most of them are celestial beings or true immortals.

However, they obeyed orders and maintained a strict formation, clearly indicating that they had undergone rigorous training.

Occasionally, some foolish sea monsters attempt to stir up trouble.

Often, before they can even cause any significant disturbance, they will be discovered by these sea-patrolling immortals, who will form a battle formation and unleash streaks of lightning and sword light, instantly killing them on the spot.

The entire East China Sea presented an unprecedented clarity and order.

"It seems that the Celestial Court of Zifu Continent is not a bunch of rabble after all."

Ma Yuan stood on the shore, gazing at the sea shrouded in celestial light, and thought to himself.

Although the Eastern King was arrogant, he was not without means.

He established a celestial court and formulated celestial rules.

He used a tough approach to unite the forces of the scattered immortals in the East Sea and suppress the unruly sea monsters.

It has indeed restored order and order to the East China Sea, bringing long-lost peace to this area.

It's no wonder he was able to gather such a massive amount of celestial fortune.

In a short period of time, they gained the power to rival the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race.

Ma Yuan's divine sense probed far into the central region of the East China Sea, towards the legendary location of the Purple Mansion Continent.

He could sense that in the center of that sea, an immense, even blazing, aura of fortune soared into the sky.

The aura of countless immortals surrounded the divine mountain floating above the East China Sea like stars surrounding the moon.

That place is now the center of independent cultivators in the East Sea, and the immortal island of Zifuzhou where the Celestial Court commands all immortals.

Ma Yuan's eyes flashed, showing no intention of getting closer.

He came to the East China Sea to seek opportunities and resolve his own hidden dangers.

It wasn't to seek refuge with the Celestial Court or to get involved with the Eastern King Duke.

He determined the direction.

His figure once again transformed into an inconspicuous streak of light.

They stayed close to the sea surface, avoiding the central sea area where Zifu Continent was located, and headed towards those remote sea areas where spiritual energy was relatively thin and few people went by, traveling at a leisurely pace.

(End of this chapter)