Chapter 1079

Chapter 1079: The Conditions for the Immortal-grade Tree of All Things

“The Tree of All Things is finally about to evolve to the Immortal-grade level. It truly hasn’t been easy,” Xu Fan sighed heavily.

Xu Fan had initially planned to cultivate the Tree of All Things to the Immortal-grade, intending to use its unique properties to obtain a large quantity of Time Treasures.

However, after some cultivation, Xu Fan realized it consumed an excessive amount of Immortal Jade. As Grape put it, cultivating the Tree of All Things to the Immortal-grade was like pouring resources into a bottomless pit.

“Master, based on the dragon soul energy absorbed by the Tree of All Things, at least 10 Golden Immortal dragon souls are needed to cover the entire tree with golden threads,” Grape explained, projecting a light curtain in front of Xu Fan that displayed the number of true dragons above the Golden Immortal rank in the Dragon Immortal Palace.

“In that case, there’s more than enough. There are 26 Golden Immortal true dragons in total. I’ve killed three, leaving 23,” Xu Fan said, stroking his chin thoughtfully.

“I’ll select the nine strongest to craft a Nine-Dragon Boat. The remaining 14 will be split—half for meals and half turned into puppets to serve as Divine Beasts guarding the sect.”

In just a few words, Xu Fan had decided the fate of these Golden Immortal true dragons.

“There are also five Great Luo true dragons over there. Once I become a Golden Immortal, I’ll suppress them all and, depending on the situation, reward them to the sect’s disciples as mounts.”

As Xu Fan spoke, a wave of karmic pressure descended upon him. The Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm had sensed his blatant malice toward the Dragon Race, and the karmic backlash had begun.

The Dragon Soul Rain continued to fall as Xu Fan made his way to the gazebo in his courtyard.

He sipped his tea, admiring the Hidden Spirit Sect through the misty rain.

At that moment, a burst of golden light shot up from Wang Xiangchi’s cave dwelling.

The light transformed into golden strands that scattered across the entire sect.

Then, auspicious signs descended from the heavens, landing in a massive river that had suddenly appeared in the void.

The auspicious signs merged into the river, slowly enveloping a faint, woman-like figure.

An enigmatic aura emanated from Wang Xiangchi’s cave dwelling.

However, just as the aura reached its peak, it inexplicably began to fade.

Soon, the heavenly phenomena vanished, and tranquility returned.

Only the Hidden Spirit Sect remained under the hazy Dragon Soul Rain.

“Failing to advance to Golden Immortal means breaking through again will be difficult today,” Xu Fan remarked.

At that moment, a man and a woman appeared in Xu Fan’s courtyard.

“Grand Elder, I am ashamed to have received the Mysterious Yellow Enlightenment Tea you bestowed,” Mu Dai said, her voice tinged with embarrassment.

Xu Fan raised his hand slightly, helping the two kneeling figures to their feet.

“It’s nothing. The path of cultivation is rarely smooth; setbacks are just part of the training.”

“Elder Mu, since you’ve just failed to break through to Golden Immortal, go rest and stabilize yourself,” Xu Fan said kindly to Mu Dai.

“Understood, Grand Elder.” Mu Dai glanced at Wang Xiangchi before leaving.

Only Xu Fan and Wang Xiangchi remained in the gazebo.

“You’ve been at the Golden Immortal Realm for quite some time now, but why haven’t you made any progress?” Xu Fan looked at Wang Xiangchi and said.

This kid dares to slack off in his cultivation; he can’t let him off easy.

“Master, even though I’ve reached the Golden Immortal Realm, I feel like this is my limit,” Wang Xiangchi replied.

“I’ve tried to break through, but nothing’s come of it.”

“Maybe it’s better to wait until I’m fully in the Golden Immortal Realm before pushing further,” Wang Xiangchi said, sounding a bit defeated.

It wasn’t that he wanted to give up, but with his level of talent, reaching this point was already his peak.

“You’re not even a full Golden Immortal yet, and you’re already thinking of slacking off?”

“It’s too early for that,” Xu Fan said, looking at Wang Xiangchi.

“Your wife has been diligently cultivating. Even if she fails to break through to Golden Immortal, at least she’s putting in the effort.”

“But you’ve started wasting time on those illusory games in the sect. Aren’t you worried the gap between you two will grow so wide that she’ll look down on you?” Xu Fan said lightly.

Hearing his master’s words, Wang Xiangchi scratched his head.

“Your talent has indeed hit its limit here.”

“But there’s still some room for improvement. Go back and prepare; I’ll refine something for you.”

“When your wife is stabilizing her own cultivation, you’ll complete the tasks I set for you.”

“Even if your cultivation doesn’t improve by then, I won’t blame you,” Xu Fan said, shooing Wang Xiangchi away.

This incident made Xu Fan think of something else.

The precious disciples he’d taken in—it seemed like they all hit their limits after reaching the Golden Immortal Realm.

In simpler terms, they didn’t have the destiny to become a Great Luo Sage.

“This is a bit of a headache. Once you reach the Golden Immortal Realm, further progress isn’t just about talent,” Xu Fan mused.

After reaching the Golden Immortal Realm, one becomes entangled with the River of Time.

Breaking free from its grasp involves many factors, and talent alone isn’t enough.

At that moment, Xu Fan suddenly looked up at the distant sky.

“Master, the Great Luo Elder from Wan Sheng Immortal Sect is here,” Grape’s voice chimed in.

“Bring him to the guest hall,” Xu Fan said, stepping through space to the guest hall.

Soon after, a man radiating righteousness stepped into the guest hall.

“Welcome, honored elder! Your presence brings great honor to our sect, and the holy light shall linger,” Xu Fan greeted with a smile.

“I’ve come to invite your sect to join us in resisting the foreign forces at the front lines,” the Great Luo Elder from Wan Sheng Immortal Sect said.

“Due to the Dragon Immortal Palace’s meddling, the situation at the front has worsened. The loss of Immortal Realms is happening faster than we anticipated.”

“In the war of races, everyone has a duty. Over the years, our sect has sent over a million true immortal puppets to the front lines,” Xu Fan responded immediately.

“Grand Elder, you may have misunderstood. I’m inviting you to join the battles at the Golden Immortal level.”

“All I ask is that you hold one Immortal Realm at the front lines,” the Great Luo Elder said calmly.

“What if a Great Luo intervenes? You know our sect’s karma is tied to the Ancestral Dragon of the Dragon Race.”

“If foreign Great Luo appear at the borders, the human side will step in to stop them.”

“Right now, the battles at the borders are only between Great Luo and Great Luo.”

“So, there’s no need for you to worry.”

“As for the Ancestral Dragon, our Immortal Sect’s ancestor will take action and should be able to hold them off for a while,” the Great Luo Saint from Wan Sheng Immortal Sect said.

Regarding the feud between the Hidden Spirit Sect and the Dragon Race, he didn’t dare to make any grand promises.

“Grand Elder, even though most of the Dragon Race has returned to the Source Realm, their power hasn’t weakened.”

“While your conflict with the Dragon Race is troubling, the major forces in human territory will do what they can.”

“But I can assure you this: within human territory, the Ancestral Dragon will not be allowed to destroy your Hidden Spirit Sect,” the Great Luo Elder from Wan Sheng Immortal Sect promised.

Hearing this, Xu Fan was surprised. It seemed the human forces in the Immortal Realm hadn’t united to this extent before.