Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

Xia He was flying through the cave when his heart suddenly tensed.

He sensed danger coming from ahead.

In the next moment, a gust of fierce wind swept through, carrying with it sharp sword energy. Xia He couldn’t help but recall the words his master had once spoken to him:

“That man’s sword energy is unparalleled in history. As for the future, I doubt anyone will surpass it in the next ten thousand years.”

“A mere prisoner, nothing more!”

Xia He snorted coldly, shaking off the fear in his heart. He pulled out four talismans from his sleeve and threw them forward.

The four talismans transformed into the Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, and White Tiger, all standing guard in front of him.

“Boom!”

The four sacred beasts formed by the talismans shattered one after another. With a tremendous impact, Xia He was sent flying out of the cave.

He landed, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth as he gazed at the cave, brimming with spiritual energy.

Wiping the blood away, a sinister glint appeared in Xia He’s eyes. His voice echoed across the entire Sanshi Peak, seeping into its depths:

“An old bastard on the brink of death dares to act so arrogantly?!”

“Hahaha…”

The elder’s voice rose from within the mountain, laced with mockery.

“The mighty have truly fallen, reduced to being ridiculed by the likes of you. But go ahead—test whether this old man still has the right to be arrogant.”

“You old bastard!”

Xia He was thoroughly enraged.

But his fury didn’t stem from feeling belittled.

He was anxious.

Although Xia He didn’t fully understand what was happening—how someone had entered Sanshi Peak, who they were, or how they had managed to reach the forbidden area beneath the mountain—he knew one thing for certain: A variable had arisen.

He had to eliminate this variable immediately before it grew into a larger problem.

If anything went wrong, it wouldn’t just mean failure; it could cost him his life and his path to immortality.

Muttering an incantation, Xia He summoned a bronze longsword from his storage bag.

This bronze sword was one of the two immortal weapons of the Tianxuan Sect and also the token of its sect master.

“Go!”

The bronze sword flew into the cave, and Xia He followed close behind, reentering its depths.

But the elder in the cave had already made his preparations.

The wild sword energy in the air condensed, forming one sword after another.

Each sword was different—some short, some serrated, some soft and flexible. It was as if every sword the elder had encountered in his life was gathered there.

One by one, these swords turned into streams of light and slashed toward Xia He.

Though the sword-formed streams of energy seemed to bounce off harmlessly, they left Xia He’s internal organs trembling in pain.

He couldn’t make sense of it.

This old man had been imprisoned for thousands of years, his strength eroded by the formation of Sanshi Peak. He was even bound by three layers of seals—how could his power still be this overwhelming?

No wonder, back then, it had taken the combined efforts of the Four Sacred Lords and Five Sect Masters to subdue him.

If it were one-on-one, no one could have survived ten moves against him.

“Damn it!”

Xia He thought back to how this elder had once commanded the winds and clouds, shaking the heavens, breaking through realms as effortlessly as drinking water.

In contrast, Xia He had struggled immensely just to reach the Ascension Realm, planning and risking his life for every step.

Jealousy burned in his chest.

Was it because I didn’t work hard enough? No! Some people are simply born for cultivation!

How unfair the heavens are!

“Break!”

In a fit of anger, Xia He took a step forward, thrusting the celestial sword in his hand fiercely ahead. The resounding clang of bronze echoed repeatedly through the cave as the oppressive sword energy was completely dispersed.

Gripping the flying sword tightly, Xia He continued onward, eventually arriving at the end of the cave—the very spot where Xu Ming and Xu Xue’nuo had previously reached.

His brows furrowed as he gazed at the already destroyed stone wall. The seal guarding the entrance to the forbidden area had been completely obliterated.

“Who could it possibly be?!”

Xia He muttered under his breath, unease growing in his heart.

The fact that someone had reached this place meant they knew about its existence.

Furthermore, the seal at the entrance couldn’t be broken without a specific magical artifact. Even a cultivator at the Jade Purity Realm would struggle to breach it—yet, somehow, the intruder had succeeded.

It had to be an inside job. At the very least, the other party was well aware of his actions.

“Could it be that the Black Lotus Sect betrayed me?”

He speculated, but immediately shook his head.

“No, impossible. The Black Lotus Sect has no reason to do that. Collaborating with me is their best option for maximizing benefits. Unless… unless they’re willing to remain suppressed in the Western Region forever, clinging to their measly plot of land for all eternity!”

Pushing these thoughts aside, Xia He reached the center of the cave within Sanshi Peak.

Facing the hordes of magical beasts, Xia He, who had perfected the Immortal Realm, wasn’t at all flustered like Xu Ming and Xu Xue’nuo had been earlier. With his longsword in hand, he simply flew straight ahead.

The overwhelming pressure radiating from him made the magical beasts hesitant to act rashly.

But just then, another gust of sword wind swept through.

The magical beasts, as though provoked, suddenly went berserk and charged at Xia He in a frenzy.

“Beasts!”

Xia He snorted coldly, swinging his sword.

The azure spiritual energy rippled outwards like waves on a lake. Every beast touched by the ripples was severed in half, their blood splattering everywhere.

Many of the beasts were once again subdued by the display of power.

But another gust of sword wind blew through, further agitating the beasts. They went mad once more, lunging at Xia He with reckless abandon.

Xia He’s frown deepened.

How many years has it been? Have these beasts already been trained to behave this way?

He wasn’t troubled by the beasts’ attacks but instead realized that the opponent’s goal wasn’t to kill him. They merely wanted to stall for time!

Ignoring the magical beasts, Xia He surged forward at full speed.

Though any beast that stood in his way was instantly slain—many without even leaving behind a corpse—the beasts still managed to delay him for nearly two incense sticks of time.

Finally breaking free from the beasts’ territory, Xia He had barely taken a step forward when a gust of sword wind coalesced in front of him.

A giant sword materialized, stabbing directly at Xia He.

Xia He swung his bronze longsword forcefully, the Dao-infused energy it emitted shattering the giant sword into fragments.

The sword wind swirled once more, condensing into the form of an elderly man.

Hands clasped behind his back, the elder appeared before Xia He.

He looked at Xia He and let out a few light chuckles. In his weathered, disdainful eyes was a look of pure contempt.

“When did the sect master of the Tianxuan Sect fall to such a pathetic level?”

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