Chapter 783: Myriad Laws Immortal Clan
The moment Zhang Yu saw the “Myriad Laws Immortal Clan” Dao Seed, his heart jolted. “It’s finally here!”
“All my efforts sucking up to that woman Bu Yingshu these past few days weren’t in vain. This Dao Seed has finally unlocked.”
Thinking about how he had risked fines, mounting debt, and even the danger of being knocked back to the First Layer just to get close to her, all to solidify this fleeting Dao Seed, Zhang Yu couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion.
“In the end, my painstaking efforts weren’t wasted.”
“Let’s see how to activate this Myriad Laws Immortal Clan.”
A moment later, as Zhang Yu felt the profound aura emanating from the Dao Seed, his eyes flickered. He thought to himself, “So that’s how it is… I need to refine Immortal Dao Technology?”
According to his perception, he needed to refine the Immortal Dao Technology from ten basic cultivation arts alongside Bu Yingshu to activate the Myriad Laws Immortal Clan Dao Seed.
From Zhang Yu’s perspective, “refining Immortal Dao Technology” meant isolating and extracting the Immortal Dao Technology embedded within a cultivation art.
The process didn’t even require the basic cultivation arts being refined to be ones he had already mastered.
For Zhang Yu, refining Immortal Dao Technology from the basic cultivation arts he had already mastered would be as easy as flipping his hand.
But the problem was…
“I have to do it with Bu Yingshu.”
Zhang Yu glanced at Bu Yingshu, who was currently conducting experiments on Zheng Meng. He thought to himself, “Bu Yingshu has been busy every day dismantling the Sect-Guarding-Tier Cultivation Art, Blood Tide Essence Qi Sacred Contemplation. How could she possibly have time to dismantle basic cultivation arts with me?”
If it were any other colleague or classmate, Zhang Yu might have just dragged them along to refine the Immortal Dao Technology and activate the Dao Seed directly.
But after spending so many days with that Immortal Clan Noble and through Zheng Meng’s actions, he had gradually figured out some of her temperament and habits.
“Arrogant, self-willed, and acts on a whim… If a mere Level 2 Sect Staff like me dares to offer her a suggestion, she’ll see it as me overstepping my bounds and definitely get angry.”
Anger itself wasn’t what Zhang Yu feared. He was worried that after getting angry, she might indulge in a small, willful exercise of her power, like getting him fined a few times. The loss of Immortal Coins would be a bitter pill for Zhang Yu to swallow.
Of course, a worse scenario would be Bu Yingshu outright refusing to refine basic cultivation arts with Zhang Yu. In that case… begging her to reconsider would be a nightmare, and who knew how long it would take to activate the Dao Seed.
“I can’t just ask her to dismantle basic cultivation arts with me. I need to find another way to phrase it.”
Zhang Yu mulled it over, but he didn’t rush. Instead, he waited patiently for an opportunity.
Two days later, as another cloud of blood mist erupted from Zheng Meng’s body, Bu Yingshu’s experiment failed once again.
Bu Yingshu frowned, constantly reviewing the data and procedures, trying to pinpoint what had gone wrong.
As her frown deepened, the atmosphere in the laboratory grew increasingly oppressive. Zheng Meng lay quietly on the experimental table, not even daring to heal herself, fearing that her body’s recovery might interfere with Bu Yingshu’s experiment.
Just then, Zhang Yu spoke up. “Dao Monarch, I’ve encountered some difficulties while practicing my martial arts these past few days. I was wondering if you could offer me some guidance?”
Bu Yingshu shot Zhang Yu a strange look, as if to say, “You want me to guide you? Where did you get the nerve?”
Zhang Yu continued, “Following you these past few days, Dao Monarch, I’ve gained a profound appreciation for the Immortal Clan’s heritage. The aura you exude, inherited from the Immortals, and your exceptional talent are reflected in your understanding of martial arts, something we Lower Cultivators can’t even begin to compare to.”
“I’m worried that in the upcoming experiments, we’ll hold you back and delay your review completion. If we cause you to miss a crucial deadline, we would be eternally guilty.”
“That’s why I’m asking for your guidance, Dao Monarch. Please give us a chance to better align with your thinking.”
Bu Yingshu felt Zhang Yu’s admiring gaze and guessed he was likely trying to curry favor.
But she wasn’t offended. In the vast Myriad Laws Sect, every Upper Cultivator in a leadership position had subordinates who wanted to get on their good side. If they didn’t even dare to try, they weren’t promotion material.
After hearing Zhang Yu’s speech, Bu Yingshu glanced at the blood-soaked Zheng Meng and thought, “That’s right… I’ve failed repeatedly these past few days. Could it be that these Lower Cultivators are holding me back?”
“Perhaps… I really should guide them a bit, to avoid delaying my plans.”
Over these past few days, Zhang Yu had indeed gained a good understanding of Bu Yingshu’s personality and her current main objective.
Or rather, Bu Yingshu didn’t even bother to hide these two aspects.
To her, openly displaying her needs and expecting the world to accommodate them was the normal way to operate.
Bu Yingshu’s greatest purpose on this trip, her most fervent desire… was to push the Blood Tide Essence Qi Sacred Contemplation through the review process.
Zhang Yu’s way of speaking and his plea for guidance were also quite pleasing to Bu Yingshu’s ears.
Looking at Zhang Yu, who was “earnestly begging” her, Bu Yingshu lifted her chin and reluctantly agreed, “Fine, I’ll give you a few pointers. Zheng Meng, what are you still lying there for? Get up and listen too.”
Zhang Yu then took out a basic cultivation art from a Derivative Cultivation Art, demonstrating it while explaining his understanding and the Immortal Dao Technology embedded within.
However, he always managed to insert perfectly timed, thoughtful questions about these technologies into his explanation, allowing Bu Yingshu to casually offer guidance.
These questions had been carefully selected by Zhang Yu and Immortal Slayer, designed to make Bu Yingshu immediately think Zhang Yu’s confusion stemmed solely from his insufficient Cultivation Realm.
After a session of guidance, Bu Yingshu commented, “After all, you’re only at the Nascent Soul realm. Your perspective isn’t high enough, so naturally, you can’t see many problems clearly. If you can advance to the Spirit Transformation realm and cultivate these martial arts to Level 50, these issues will be easily solved.”
Zhang Yu replied gratefully, “Dao Monarch, your guidance today has benefited me immensely. When I return, I will learn from your example and extract all the Immortal Dao Technology from this cultivation art.”
Zheng Meng, listening to their exchange from the side, grew increasingly astonished.
Over the past few days, she had simply lain on the experiment table whenever she came over, paying little attention to Zhang Yu’s martial arts demonstrations.
Now, watching Zhang Yu’s demonstration and explanation, Zheng Meng thought in shock, “Zhang Yu… he’s cultivated a Derivative Cultivation Art to Level 40?!”
In that moment, Zheng Meng finally understood the gap between herself and Zhang Yu, and why their treatment was so different.
That evening, Zhang Yu specifically wrote a study report and sent it to Bu Yingshu.
Bu Yingshu glanced at the report, much like a client reviewing a proposal that had gone through multiple revisions from a contractor, and finally replied with a single phrase: “It’s alright.”
Zhang Yu cursed silently in his heart, “Alright my ass. You really think you’re the one guiding me? I’m the one granting you a profound opportunity, pulling you along to awaken a Dao Seed together.”
He nervously opened the Feather Book, flipping to the Dao Seed Register and sensing the information recorded within.
“It worked.” Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. “As expected, today’s operation counts as me and Bu Yingshu completing the refinement of a basic cultivation art together.”
Over the next few days, Zhang Yu seized every opportunity to beg Bu Yingshu for her “guidance,” then wrote reports on the refined Immortal Dao Technology and sent them to her.
One art… two arts… three arts…
Zhang Yu steadily accumulated completed refinements, feeling himself drawing closer and closer to replicating the Dao Seed. Before he knew it, he had refined six basic cultivation arts.
However, things didn’t always go smoothly.
Initially, Bu Yingshu found Zhang Yu’s flattery quite pleasant and was willing to offer guidance.
But as time passed and the experiments yielded no results, Bu Yingshu grew increasingly anxious. Her guidance for Zhang Yu became more and more impatient.
Zhang Yu could only endure it, speaking with increasing caution to avoid setting her off.
But on this day, Bu Yingshu cut Zhang Yu off with a sharp “Shut up!”
She then abandoned the blood-covered Zheng Meng on the operating table and walked over to another empty one. Pointing to it as if it were a bed, she commanded, “Lie down.”
“What’s coming will come eventually,” Zhang Yu sighed inwardly and lay down without hesitation.
With a light tap of her fingertip, Bu Yingshu activated the circulation of Zhang Yu’s vital energy and Magic Power, attempting to apply the Immortal Dao Technology she had refined from the Blood Tide Essence Qi Sacred Contemplation to his body.
The moment she did, Bu Yingshu felt a flicker of surprise.
Watching Zhang Yu’s muscles swell under the surging vital energy, she thought, “So hard.”
She hadn’t expected Zhang Yu to be so much tougher than Zheng Meng.
If Zheng Meng felt like a flimsy plastic bottle in her hands, Zhang Yu now felt like she was gripping a solid iron bar.
This hardness allowed Bu Yingshu to unleash her full power, continuously manipulating the vital energy in Zhang Yu’s body. She watched as his muscles swelled, shrank, and then began to deform…
However, no matter how physically powerful Zhang Yu was, he ultimately couldn’t withstand the ruthless manipulation of a Void Refinement Cultivator like Bu Yingshu.
Accompanied by bursts of rupturing vital energy, a massive cloud of it erupted from Zhang Yu’s body. The muscles that had just been swelling now completely shriveled into a tight knot.
Looking at the blood-soaked Zhang Yu, Bu Yingshu transferred 10,000 Immortal Coins to him and waved her hand dismissively. “Go clean yourself up, heal your wounds, and come back tomorrow.”
As Zhang Yu left with the 10,000 Immortal Coins, a strange thought crossed his mind: “Why does this feel like I just got paid for sex?”
Instead of heading straight to the healing chamber, Zhang Yu returned to his room. He immediately began circulating his cultivation art, striving to heal his injuries on his own.
He knew that the more he healed himself, the less he’d have to spend on treatment, which meant more profit for him.
As the White Ox’s furious roars echoed in his mind, he activated the Level 40 Crippled Ox Body-Sacrifice Heart Art, and his wounds began to close.
At the same time, he switched to his Profound Cold Meridian Dao Seed, instantly freezing the most severe injuries before accelerating his self-healing.
By the time Zhang Yu finally went to the healing chamber, he only needed to spend a little over 1,000 Immortal Coins.
He ultimately sought treatment for two reasons. First, refusing any healing would attract too much attention. Second, time was tight, and he needed to be in perfect condition for the next experiment to avoid angering Bu Yingshu.
“So I just earned nearly 9,000 Immortal Coins?”
Fu Ji suddenly grew excited. “Making money while lying down is so easy!”
Zhang Yu nodded slightly. At that moment, he even found himself looking forward to the next time Bu Yingshu would torment him.
Zhang Yu’s resilience also slightly improved Bu Yingshu’s mood, and she regained some patience in her guidance.
A few days later, Zhang Yu finally pushed the activation requirements for the Myriad Laws Immortal Clan Dao Seed to the final step.
On the experimental platform that day, after a few words of guidance from Bu Yingshu, Zhang Yu quickly completed the technical refinement of the last basic cultivation art.
Before leaving the laboratory, Zhang Yu sent the document to Bu Yingshu.
Seeing that Zhang Yu had performed well today, Bu Yingshu gave it a quick scan and said, “Not bad…”
But the next moment, she froze as if struck by lightning, standing rooted to the spot.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yu gazed at the Myriad Laws Immortal Clan Dao Seed, now fully replicated in his Dao Seed Register, and thought, “Finally, it’s done.”
“Hmm? Level 1? I thought it would be like A-Zhen’s, already higher than Level 1 when she got it.”
What Zhang Yu didn’t know was that, in fact, before today, Bu Yingshu had never activated this talent at all.
Meanwhile, Bu Yingshu stood frozen for a long time, a single tear slowly tracing a path down her cheek.
“I finally… I can too…”
Just after finishing Zhang Yu’s report, Bu Yingshu felt as if thunderclaps were echoing in her mind, unleashing countless flashes of insight and contemplation.
In that moment, she felt the world before her eyes had transformed. The myriad mysteries of existence seemed to beckon, and her understanding of the Immortal Dao Technology within various cultivation arts deepened profoundly.
“Can I finally… comprehend the Great Dao?”
Comprehending the Great Dao, this was how Bu Yingshu’s Immortal Clan understood this talent.
Once their Bloodline Talent awakened, they could rapidly grasp more and more Immortal Dao Technology during their learning and cultivation. They became increasingly adept at extrapolating from one principle to another, further deducing and advancing various techniques.
This state was like directly connecting to the Heavenly Dao, a connection that deepened over time until every cultivation session became an act of comprehending the Heavenly Dao itself.
One could say that awakening the Bloodline Talent makes a world of difference on the path of the Immortal Dao.
But Bu Yingshu had known since childhood that the Immortal Clan’s Bloodline Talent was not easily awakened, and certainly not everyone could succeed in doing so.
She had long given up hope, yet at this very moment, she had entered the state she had always dreamed of.
“Why?”
“What did I just do?”
Bu Yingshu recalled that this sudden change, whether you called it an epiphany or a breakthrough, had occurred while she was reading Zhang Yu’s report.
“It must be my years of diligent study and cultivation finally causing a qualitative leap, culminating in this transformation while I was guiding Zhang Yu.”
“That boy, Zhang Yu… I suppose he slightly accelerated my breakthrough.”
The more Bu Yingshu thought about it, the more elated she felt. The smile on her face grew wider, and Zhang Yu seemed increasingly pleasing to her eyes.
“Hehehehe!” Chuckling softly, Bu Yingshu happily reached out, intending to pat Zhang Yu’s shoulder like a master stroking their pet cat or dog.
But the next moment, she saw Zhang Yu recoil like a startled kitten, leaping backward.
Though she knew he was afraid of being fined for touching her, Bu Yingshu’s expression still turned cold. She said flatly, “You didn’t actually think I was going to touch you, did you? I was just stretching.”
After speaking, Bu Yingshu curled her lip. “All of you, get out. I’ll be using the laboratory alone from now on.”
Having shooed away Zhang Yu and Zheng Meng, Bu Yingshu began to test her newly transformed talent.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yu focused his attention on the Dao Seed Register, starting to comprehend the newly acquired [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan].
To his surprise, this Dao Seed was vastly different from any he had obtained before.
In Zhang Yu’s perception, the [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan] was like a gateway. It instantly pulled his consciousness from the Feather Book, extending it into a bottomless library.
Gazing at the countless giant tomes, Zhang Yu was momentarily stunned. “Is this… the Dao Repository?”
The innumerable books here bore a striking resemblance to the Dao Repository he had seen before.
But before Zhang Yu could observe more closely, his consciousness was abruptly pulled back, as if the entire experience had been a mere illusion.
However, as he continued to comprehend the [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan], he knew that what he had just witnessed was no illusion.
Through this comprehension, he gradually understood the function of the Myriad Laws Immortal Clan Dao Seed.
“Comprehending the Great Dao, understanding Heaven and Earth, even directly accessing the Dao Repository…”
Zhang Yu tried to summarize the nature of the [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan] in his mind.
“[Myriad Laws Immortal Clan]… it seems to be an ability that directly connects to the Dao Repository, enhancing one’s comprehension and aptitude under its blessing.”
“But… it seems that due to the Feather Book, the [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan] underwent some kind of mutation after entering the Dao Seed Register.”
Zhang Yu thought to himself, “The Feather Book can use the [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan] to upload… Immortal Dao Technology extracted from cultivation arts to the Dao Repository. In return, it can exchange for something from the Dao Repository, but what it can get is uncertain.”
“Why does it feel like… the Feather Book is acting like an impostor, secretly connecting to the Dao Repository using the [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan], and then using things that were already in the Dao Repository to secretly redeem certain rewards?”
“But because the method is unorthodox, it can only exchange for whatever it happens to see, making the results unpredictable…”
Zhang Yu shook his head. The mutation of the [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan] was far beyond his expectations. He had never imagined the Feather Book could secretly connect to the Dao Repository.
The Immortal Dao Technology involved was completely beyond Zhang Yu’s understanding, so he didn’t dwell on it and decided to first test how effective the [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan] truly was.
“Perfect. I extracted a total of ten Immortal Dao Technologies from the ten basic cultivation arts earlier.”
“According to the Dao Seed Register, I should be able to make ten exchanges through the [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan].”
Zhang Yu knew that during this process of submitting Immortal Dao Technology to complete an exchange, each technology could only be used for one exchange.
“This feels more and more like a reward system.”
“Except it’s a reward I tricked my way into using the Feather Book.”
As Zhang Yu activated the power of the [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan], he felt a series of “rewards” appear in his mind.
These rewards manifested as mysterious, swirling forces within his Sea of Consciousness. With a single thought, he could absorb them into his body and unleash their effects.
As he sensed them, he gradually understood the purpose of these “rewards.”
“Eight of them are identical. Their effect is… ‘Increase the level of a chosen basic cultivation art by 1.’”
Zhang Yu could feel that by channeling this power, he could raise the level of any basic cultivation art he had mastered by one.
Of course, this level increase couldn’t break through the limits of his current Cultivation Realm.
The remaining two rewards were “Forget a chosen basic cultivation art” and “Achieve entry-level mastery of a chosen basic cultivation art.”
The “Forget” reward was self-explanatory, but the “Achieve entry-level mastery” reward made Zhang Yu’s gaze sharpen.
“Any basic cultivation art whose complete content I know… I can learn it instantly? Directly reach Level 1?”
Previously, Zhang Yu might have disdained such a reward. In his view, as long as he knew the complete content of a cultivation art, there was none he couldn’t learn.
The only obstacles were cultivation requirements that took time and money to meet, or entry-level mastery that demanded a massive investment of resources.
But just recently, Zhang Yu had encountered a Sect-Guarding-Tier Cultivation Art that he couldn’t cultivate no matter how hard he tried, the Blood Tide Essence Qi Sacred Contemplation.
“However, this reward only allows me to achieve entry-level mastery of a basic cultivation art… Is it possible that in the future, I could draw a reward that lets me master a Sect-Guarding-Tier cultivation art?”
Zhang Yu felt it was highly likely, but his Level 1 [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan] was not yet capable of such a feat.
“At Level 1, the Myriad Laws Immortal Clan can only draw rewards related to basic cultivation arts.”
“I need to level it up. Only at higher levels will more reward types become available…”
Zhang Yu checked the upgrade requirements for the [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan] and found he needed to refine the Immortal Dao Technology from ten intermediate-grade martial arts.
“Perfect. I can level it up while also gathering enough for ten draws.”
So, Zhang Yu began to “consult” Bu Yingshu again, this time about intermediate-grade Derivative Martial Arts.
Having just awakened her talent and being in high spirits, Bu Yingshu was exceptionally patient, answering all of Zhang Yu’s questions without hesitation. Zheng Meng watched from the side, her beautiful face a mask of envy.
In the blink of an eye, nearly a month had passed since Zhang Yu joined the Special Task Force.
Although the task force was isolated from the outside world, members could apply once a month to connect to the external Dharma Realm under supervision for personal matters.
In the past few days, many members had used this opportunity to handle tasks like loan repayments and rent renewals.
With his own loan repayment deadline approaching, Zhang Yu decided to apply for a connection to the external Dharma Realm to settle his debt.
Since he was still officially part of the Review Department’s Martial Dao Group, he had no choice but to submit his application through Lu Hengzhang.
Lu Hengzhang casually glanced at the form Zhang Yu had submitted and said, “Your application materials are incomplete.”
After being rejected several times, Zhang Yu couldn’t help but ask, “Vice Minister Lu, are you planning to deny my application altogether?”
Lu Hengzhang replied coolly, “Others only apply to connect to the external Dharma Realm for truly important matters.”
“You just need to repay a loan. What’s so urgent about that?”
Zhang Yu retorted, “Then I’ll miss my repayment deadline.”
Lu Hengzhang shot Zhang Yu an indifferent look, as if to say, “What does that have to do with me?”
But he didn’t voice the thought, merely saying dismissively, “After you leave the Special Task Force, you can report the situation to the platform and explain everything. It’ll be fine.”
Just then, a projection abruptly materialized, and Bu Yingshu’s voice, tinged with anger, echoed through the room.
“Zhang Yu! What are you doing?”
“I’ve been calling you for ages! Why haven’t you come over yet?”