Family cultivation of immortality: from Fairy Cat Valley to the Nine Divine Realms

Zhang Xuan nodded.

Then he spoke.

"From today onwards, I will suspend my treatment."

Everyone was stunned by these words.

Fairy Miaoyin's expression changed drastically: "Husband!"

Zhang Xuan raised his hand to stop her from speaking.

"I'm pausing my healing not because I don't want to recover," he said slowly, "but because the Nine Realms cannot be destroyed in my hands."

He looked at the Celestial Star Lord and the High Priest of the Ruins: "I agree to your plan. From today onwards, an Elders' Council will be established in the Nine Realms, jointly governed by five True Immortals. Resource allocation will be uniformly managed by the Elders' Council. My share of resources will be reduced to the same level as that of the other True Immortals."

The Celestial Star Lord and the High Priest of the Ruins looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Immortal Venerable, your injury..."

Zhang Xuan looked at them calmly: "I'll find a way to heal my own injuries. I don't need the Nine Domains to expend any more resources on me."

Fairy Miaoyin rushed forward and grabbed his hand: "Husband! How will you heal yourself?"

Zhang Xuan looked at her, a hint of gentleness flashing in his eyes.

“Madam, I have the core of the Void Mayfly’s tribulation.” He said softly, “Peak Golden Immortal. If I can refine it, I might be able to reshape the ferry.”

"But how can you refine it now?" Fairy Miaoyin asked anxiously. "You can't even touch a True Immortal Tribulation Core. A Tribulation Core from a peak Golden Immortal will burst you!"

Zhang Xuan remained silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Then let's wait."

"wait?"

"I'll continue to heal my injuries once my wounds have healed a bit more and I can withstand the power of that Calamity Core," Zhang Xuan said. "Until then, I'll continue to treat my injuries."

He looked at everyone, his voice calm yet firm: "This is my final decision as the Lord of the Nine Realms."

Zhang Xuan's decision surprised everyone.

The Celestial Star Lord and the High Priest of the Ruins Guardian expected a fierce battle, but they did not expect the Celestial Venerable to give in so easily.

They felt both relieved and somewhat guilty.

Zhang Xuan's decision temporarily quelled the conflict in the Nine Realms.

The Council of Elders was established, with five True Immortals jointly managing the affairs of the Nine Realms.

Zhang Xuan retained the title of Immortal Venerable, but no longer possessed the power to make arbitrary decisions.

He retreated to the Immortal Gourd Realm, receiving only the same share of resources as the other True Immortals.

However, reality soon dealt him a heavy blow.

The resources afforded to True Immortals are but a drop in the ocean for Dao Shang, who is in the mid-stage of Golden Immortal realm.

In the first month, Zhang Xuan sat cross-legged in the secret realm, refining the three seventh-grade pills and two seventh-grade spiritual herbs that he had been allocated.

The medicinal effects were completely absorbed as soon as they came into contact with the broken ferry fragments.

The ferry remains broken, and the interior world remains in ruins.

Zhang Xuan opened his eyes, staring at the silver-gray Void Mayfly Tribulation Core in his palm, remaining silent for a long time.

This Tribulation Core is a supreme treasure of the peak Golden Immortal realm, and it is his only hope for recovery.

But now he doesn't even dare to touch it.

In his current state, if he were to attempt to refine it rashly, he would only be burst apart by the terrifying spacetime power contained within the core.

He needs to recover from some of his injuries, at least to the point where he can withstand the attack from the core.

But how long will it take to restore these resources?

This is not a solution at all.

Zhang Xuan sat silently in the secret realm, gazing at the Void Mayfly Tribulation Core, a bitter look flashing in his eyes.

He was once the ruler of the Nine Realms, wielding countless resources and able to decide the life and death of billions of lives with a single word.

Now, however, they have to worry about even the smallest amount of resources available for healing.

What an irony.

He rummaged through his storage space, taking stock of his last remaining possessions.

Over the years of fighting, he accumulated a considerable amount of spoils.

Especially after the great battle with the combined forces of the Three Pure Immortal Realms and the Primordial Demon Abyss, they seized a massive amount of supplies.

Among them were a batch of damaged immortal artifacts.

Those were seized from fallen immortals, totaling more than 120 items.

Some swords were broken, some mirrors were shattered, and some cauldrons were damaged...

Although damaged, the materials used are all top-grade immortal gold and divine materials, and some Dao patterns still remain inside.

Zhang Xuan originally planned to melt down these damaged immortal artifacts and reforge a complete immortal artifact.

But now it seems that the plan is too far off.

He needs resources, resources that he can use immediately.

Meanwhile, in the Xuhai Market, the Xuanxu Great Realm has been acquiring all sorts of immortal materials.

Damaged immortal artifacts are highly sought-after items.

Zhang Xuan remained silent for a long time before finally making a decision.

He summoned the Fairy of Wonderful Sounds.

"Madam, please send these damaged immortal artifacts to the old patriarch for me."

"Husband..."

"It's alright." Zhang Xuan smiled slightly. "Things are inanimate, but people are alive. Once I recover, I can refine all of these things again."

Fairy Miaoyin didn't say anything more, she just nodded emphatically.

Several days later, at Xuhai Market.

Upon receiving this batch of damaged immortal artifacts, Zhang Yuhuai felt a mix of emotions.

He was the old patriarch of the Zhang clan, and had watched Zhang Xuan grow from a ruler of one realm to the ruler of nine domains. He had never seen him in such a predicament.

But he knew that now was not the time for sentimentality.

Zhang Yuhuai personally contacted several major merchants in the Xuanxu Great Realm to sell these damaged immortal artifacts in batches.

The cultivators of the Xuanxu Great Realm were eager to acquire these damaged immortal artifacts.

Although damaged, it is made of top-quality materials and can be used again with a little repair.

Soon, all 120-plus damaged magical artifacts were sold.

The cultivation resources obtained in exchange were continuously transported back to the Immortal Gourd Realm via teleportation arrays.

Zhang Xuan looked at the resources and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

This batch of resources should be enough to last for a while.

However, reality once again poured cold water on him.

This batch of resources only lasted for... three years.

Three years later, resources ran out again.

When Fairy Miaoyin came to see Zhang Xuan, she found him sitting in the secret realm, his face pale and his breath weak.

Her heart ached as if it had been pricked by needles.

"Husband..."

Zhang Xuan opened his eyes: "Madam, what brings you here?"

Fairy Miaoyin did not answer, but instead took out a storage bag from her bosom and handed it to him.

Zhang Xuan was taken aback and probed in with his divine sense.

Inside the storage bag, thirty-seven eighth-grade spiritual herbs were neatly stacked.

Each plant is in excellent condition and has abundant medicinal properties.

"This..." Zhang Xuan's expression changed. "Madam, these are the spiritual herbs you cultivated in the Myriad Spirits Nourishing Realm! You've cultivated them for hundreds of years to finally achieve these results, how can you..."

“Husband,” Fairy Miaoyin interrupted him, her voice soft yet firm, “You have said that we are husband and wife, one and the same. Your affairs are naturally my affairs.”

Zhang Xuan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

He certainly knew the significance of these elixirs to Fairy Miaoyin.

These eighth-grade spiritual herbs are the culmination of her hundreds of years of hard work.

She nurtured each and every one of them by hand, from seed to seedling, and from seedling to maturity, expending countless efforts.

She originally intended to use these spiritual herbs to reach a higher level in the Dao of Spiritual Plants.

But now, she has taken them all out.

“Madam…” Zhang Xuan’s voice was hoarse.

The Fairy of Wonderful Sound stepped forward and gently took his hand.

"My husband, we are husband and wife, what need is there for further words?"

Zhang Xuan looked at her, his eyes slightly warm.

After a long silence, he nodded emphatically.

"it is good."