Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Inside the quiet room of Jiuling Manor.

Su Mo's mind sank into his natal universe sea, his gaze sweeping over the "sea of ​​medicine" composed of a massive amount of fifth-grade and above true immortal medicines, and a satisfied smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the sea of ​​medicine, fifth-grade true immortal medicines, like countless stars, spread densely to the edge of the cosmic sea, each radiating spiritual energy enough to drive celestial immortals mad; sixth-grade medicines danced like fireflies, their fragrance carrying a faint power of law; seventh-grade immortal medicines were like small, suspended suns, surrounded by a visible halo of law, their Daoist charm flowing; and eight eighth-grade true immortal medicines hung in the center like purple stars, their fragrance rising and almost solidifying into celestial clouds, each wisp of fragrance nourishing the soul of a true immortal.

During these two hundred Chaotic Eras, while the main body focused on cultivation, the illusory spirit bodies did not slacken their efforts. They traversed hundreds of cosmic seas in the surrounding area, following the records in ancient books and the fluctuations of immortal spiritual energy, frantically plundering those unclaimed natural treasures—immortal mines buried deep in the chaotic rifts, herbs hidden in ancient secret realms, and true immortal relics left behind on the wasteland continent... Over time, their wealth increased more than tenfold.

If he had enough time to calmly refine it, he would be quite confident that he could cultivate the Primordial Boundless True Immortal Body to the seventh level of perfection.

Naturally, many forces, seeing the treasure, coveted his Spirit Illusion Body. There were entrenched, arrogant sixth-rank True Immortal clans, and ancient, deeply rooted seventh-rank True Immortal forces. Without exception, they were all ruthlessly suppressed by the Spirit Illusion Body's thunderous methods. Not only were their clans' resources, accumulated over thousands of cosmic eras, plundered, but even their territories were packaged and sent to auction houses, becoming resources for Su Mo's cultivation.

This is why his relationship with Tianya Auction House and Xinghai Trading Company became increasingly close. Tianya Auction House voluntarily reduced its commission by three percentage points, charging only two; Xinghai Trading Company even canceled its commission altogether—compared to the enormous profits Su Mo made from purchasing True Immortal Medicines in bulk from them, the commission from the auction was insignificant. What they valued more was forging a good relationship with this unfathomable and mysterious force.

Soon, Su Mo collected his thoughts and stopped thinking about it. His immediate priority was to increase his strength as quickly as possible. Matching a half-step Golden Immortal was not his ultimate goal; his true objective was to completely suppress a half-step Golden Immortal.

If he were lucky enough to capture a half-step Golden Immortal… a sharp glint flashed in Su Mo’s eyes. These half-step Golden Immortals, who had comprehended a trace of the secret of immortality, possessed an abundance of origin far beyond what the seventh- or eighth-grade True Immortal medicines in his hands could compare to. Even the weakest half-step early-stage Golden Immortal, if he devoured and refined it, would probably be enough for him to break through to the eighth level of the Primordial Boundless True Immortal Scripture in one fell swoop. It was very likely that it would not be as simple as just entering the eighth level.

next second...

Su Mo's body moved almost imperceptibly, and the chaotic energy around him suddenly accelerated. A mysterious and unpredictable river of time appeared and disappeared, swirling around him. The flow of time in the entire meditation room soared again, eventually stabilizing at 30,000 times the normal speed. One day outside was equivalent to 30,000 days inside the meditation room, which was equivalent to nearly a hundred years.

Immediately afterwards, the True Immortal Herbs in the Natal Universe Sea began to disintegrate in batches. One by one, the Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs exploded like fireworks, transforming into streams of pure, pale golden primordial immortal power. Like streams flowing into rivers, they continuously surged into the limbs and bones, rushing along the meridians and frantically cleansing the billions of cells in the body's primordial sea, causing every cell to emit a satisfied hum under the nourishment of the immortal power.

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Time flies, and eighteen chaotic eras have passed in the blink of an eye. There are less than two chaotic eras left before the start of the Nine Realms Immortal War.

At this moment, the Cangling Sea was in increasing chaos, completely engulfed in a bloodbath. The void was filled with the flames of war, and energy shockwaves tore through the sky. Countless Void Immortals and Celestial Immortals were killed in the battle, their souls and bodies destroyed. The True Immortal Continent became the main battlefield, with mountains collapsing, rivers drying up, and chaotic scenes of power struggles and the collapse of order everywhere. The once prosperous immortal cities were now nothing but ruins.

All the True Immortal forces are operating frantically, either expanding their territories through marriage alliances or plundering resources through ruthless conquest, doing everything in their power to accumulate strength and make final preparations for the upcoming Nine Realms Immortal War.

Those Celestial Immortals and Void Immortals who originally survived in the cracks became the most vulnerable in this storm. They were either forcibly swallowed up by the major True Immortal forces and brought under their control as cannon fodder; or they were completely looted, their people reduced to cultivation resources, and their immortal residences dismantled for building materials. Now, within the vast Cangling Sea, it is almost impossible to find many Void Immortals and Celestial Immortals who can still maintain their freedom.

Even Su Mo was affected by this chaos. Ten Chaos Eras ago, True Immortal Yunlong began to recruit the scattered immortals in the city, and Su Mo, as a "Ninth-Rank Void Immortal," was naturally among them.

Su Mo did not resist, but instead separated a divine consciousness avatar and merged into it, becoming a member of the Cloud Dragon Immortal City Guard.

With his current cultivation level, even a perfect third-grade True Immortal like Yunlong True Immortal couldn't see the slightest clue, let alone the Heavenly Immortal captains in the Immortal City Guard.

Of course, the chaos in the Cangling Sea was merely a microcosm of the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm. None of the other cosmic seas in the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm were spared; chaos and slaughter were rampant everywhere. Void Immortals and Celestial Immortals without any backing were like lambs to the slaughter, trembling under the pressure of True Immortals, their fates beyond their control.

Inside the quiet room of Jiuling Manor, Su Mo himself remained seated upon the Primordial Black Lotus.

The bloodshed and chaos outside seemed to be isolated by an invisible barrier, and the quiet room remained peaceful. Only in the natal sea of ​​time, the roar of the surging power of the true immortal grew more and more magnificent, like ten thousand horses galloping, causing the chaotic air currents at the edge of the sea of ​​time to tremble slightly.

Eighteen chaotic eras outside, and five hundred and forty thousand chaotic eras at a time speed of thirty thousand times. His Primordial Boundless True Immortal Body is infinitely close to the seventh level of minor completion. Every inch of his flesh and blood contains the terrifying power to destroy a True Immortal Continent. He is only waiting for the last step to completely break through.

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Time flies, and another eight hundred eons have passed.

Inside the quiet room of Jiuling Manor, the river of time still flows, its flow rate of thirty thousand times faster than normal, enough to turn oceans into mulberry fields and cause stars to be born and die in cycles.

Su Mo sat upright on the Primordial Black Lotus, the chaotic energy around him rising and falling like his breath, perfectly synchronized with his aura. The "Sea of ​​Medicine" in his Natal Universe Sea was already more than half-depleted, with almost all the fifth and sixth grade True Immortal Medicines consumed, leaving only a few scattered plants; the seventh grade Immortal Medicines were also nearly half-depleted, their aura dimmed; only the eight eighth grade True Immortal Medicines still hung in the center like purple stars, radiating a calm halo, their fragrance becoming increasingly mellow.

"boom....."

Suddenly, Su Mo's body trembled violently, and a terrifying aura that even made an eighth-grade True Immortal tremble in their soul surge forth from him, like a slumbering ancient beast awakening. With a pressure capable of shattering the universe, it frantically assaulted the Four Symbols Sealing Heaven Formation. Within the formation, the phantoms of the four sacred beasts—Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise—roared in unison, desperately resisting the impact of this aura. Their bodies shone brightly, yet they were still shaken, their scales peeling off, their wings flying, emitting a groan of unbearable strain.

At that very moment, five more Grade Seven True Immortal Herbs simultaneously exploded within his Natal Universe Sea, transforming into five condensed torrents of laws that surged into every cell of his limbs and bones. The cell walls, already thoroughly imbued with primordial immortal power, shattered and reformed, unleashing a brilliance far surpassing anything before—Su Mo's Primordial Boundless True Immortal Body had finally broken through its shackles, successfully entering the seventh level of Lesser Completion!

He slowly stretched out his limbs, each stretch accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the void. The True Immortal power flowing within his body seemed to transform into a tangible river of chaos, each drop of water containing the immense power to annihilate a True Immortal continent. A faint purplish-gold luster emanated from his skin, a sign of the fusion of primordial energy and the essence of his immortal body. It felt warm to the touch, yet could easily crush a fifth-grade True Immortal artifact.

"Now, my true form alone is enough to fight against a late-stage eighth-rank True Immortal." Su Mo felt the surging power within his body, a sharp light flashing in his eyes. "Once I set up the Thousand Gods Formation and gather the power of all my spiritual illusions, I think I would be worthy of the title of a strongman even among half-step Golden Immortals."

"Everything is ready, except for the final push." ​​Su Mo raised his hand and waved it, instantly calming the surging aura around him, like the receding tide. The Four Symbols Formation in the meditation room also subsided, and the four sacred beast phantoms returned to stability. "Now, we await the arrival of the Nine Realms Immortal War!"

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