Chapter 106: The 4-Sided Primordial Cauldron

The Green Skirt Palace Maid’s emotions grew increasingly complex. She originally planned to act as his protector, after all, she was still counting on collaborating with the Three-Eyed Tiger. Jiang Cheng mustn’t die. But gradually, her mindset began to change. This person’s talent is terrifying! It even made her feel a hint of jealousy. Does he not need to comprehend things? Does he not need a Divine Soul Realm? Her expression kept changing... But in the end, she could only smile bitterly and shake her head. Forget it, how many geniuses are there in the world. If seeing someone surpass you and you think of annihilating them, then your worldview is just too narrow. After calming down, she just watched him continue his breakthrough. In the end, Jiang Cheng actually took five Treasure Pills in one go. When all 21 pills were fully refined, his realm stabilized at the peak of the Celestial Fate Ninth Layer. Only a step away from the Daoist Palace Realm. It wasn’t until this moment that he completed his cultivation and stood up. If this can be counted as cultivation... "Congratulations on your significant advancement in cultivation!" When he turned around, Brother Cheng was nearly startled. "Damn, a fairy!" The woman behind him was still wearing the same blue dress as before, but her face and aura were entirely different. Her deep purple eyes seemed like a cool night sky, giving a very distant illusion. Her snowy, delicate features were nothing short of the creator’s favored masterpiece — already beyond perfect. Even someone as carefree as Jiang Cheng found it hard to look away. Her long hair lightly floated in the night breeze, ethereal and elegant, as if there were spirits singing upon it. Before this, the most beautiful woman Jiang Cheng had seen was Ji Linghan. But compared to her delicate, home-like beauty, the woman before him exuded a distant, unreachable beauty, as though she shouldn’t belong to this world. "It’s me." "My real name is Lan Ti." Upon hearing her familiar voice again, Jiang Cheng finally recognized her. Damn, this beauty who doesn’t even look real is actually that Green Skirt Palace Maid? Before, she was merely pleasant to look at, not someone with shockingly high beauty. But now, wherever she went, she’d undoubtedly become the center of attention. Although he knew from the start she used special earrings to change her appearance, wasn’t this change too extreme? "Let me introduce myself, I am the current Clan Leader of the Witch Division of the Immortal Remnant Race." Perhaps Jiang Cheng’s talent moved her. Or maybe because Jiang Cheng survived the previous encirclement, proving how deep his fate was. Lan Ti finally decided to reveal her identity. Unfortunately, Brother Cheng was completely confused. "What is the Immortal Remnant Race? And what is the Witch Division?" "You mean you’ve never heard of the Immortal Remnant Race?" She seemed a bit disappointed, as if this group should be well-known. "The Immortal Remnant Race are the descendants of immortals." After saying this, she awaited Jiang Cheng’s shocked expression. However, much to her disappointment, Brother Cheng merely nodded. "Oh." Even upon hearing immortals, he showed no intense reaction. Lan Ti really wanted to ask him, are you just pretending to be composed? "In this world, immortals shouldn’t exist, as their power surpasses the plane’s limits." "In front of immortals, even a Saint Tier is vulnerable, and numbers become meaningless." "Therefore, the rules of heaven and earth don’t allow them to descend from the Immortal Realm, as that would disrupt the balance of the Lower Realm." Brother Cheng expressed his understanding. It’s something he could comprehend without thinking. The Immortal Realm is full of immortals; if they could descend easily, where would mere cultivators find a place to survive? Lan Ti told him this to help him realize the strength of immortals, but who knew this guy still just nodded, his expression remaining calm. He showed no signs of being shocked. She could only continue: "But every rule has its exception. A long time ago, nine immortals accidentally descended to the Lower Realm." "And then?" "They wanted to ascend back, but severely injured, they could only temporarily stay in the Lower Realm to recover. During that time, they left behind descendants." "And those descendants are the Immortal Remnant Race?" "Exactly. The Immortal Remnant Race are the descendants of those nine immortals, divided into nine divisions, now scattered across the major domains. The Witch Division is one of them, located in the Thousand Spirit Domain." "Who are the other eight divisions?" "The Thunder Division, Poison Division, Illusion Division, Fire Division, War Division, Painting Division, Heart Division, and Food Division." Jiang Cheng could understand the first five divisions. But the last three, he couldn’t quite grasp. "What does the Painting Division do, are the Immortal Remnants training artists?" "And the Food Division, is it about who can eat more? A group of foodies, ha ha ha ha ha..." Lan Ti gritted her teeth, really wanting to kick him. "There are thousands of paths in the Dao. As long as they align with the rules of heaven and earth, one can become immortal. You don’t even know this?" If it weren’t for Jiang Cheng’s talents being evident, she would have suspected he was a cultivation newbie. And is this even the point? Shouldn’t he be asking where those nine immortals went? "The nine immortals remained in the Lower Realm for only a century before returning to the Immortal Realm one after another." "Due to the rule barriers between the Immortal Realm and the Lower Realm, they couldn’t come back down, and thus there are no immortals in the world anymore." "And that was how the Immortal Remnant Race split into nine divisions..." Jiang Cheng really wanted to tell her, girl, you’re mistaken. At least in my sect, there’s still someone claiming to be an Immortal Venerable. That rule barrier isn’t as formidable as you think; there’re still those who slip through the cracks. "Did you reveal your origins to lay all cards on the table?" "Exactly, I want you to ask the Three-Eyed Tiger senior to help me acquire the Four Directions Yuan Cauldron of the Qianxing Dynasty." Of course, Jiang Cheng wouldn’t agree right away. He was just curious: "With your power wanting to seize the treasure, how could anyone in the Qianxing Dynasty stop you?" Lan Ti slightly shook her head: "The Four Directions Yuan Cauldron is a magical treasure related to faith. With this treasure, Xiang Gaoye can receive the entire dynasty’s luck’s blessing, which even I can’t contend with." "A magical treasure? What grade is it?" Brother Cheng became interested. Although he already had treasure weapons, he still didn’t possess a magical treasure. Magical treasures are different from weapons and armor and aren’t crafted by artifact refiners. They often possess effects beyond logical reasoning, like trapping souls, moving mountains, controlling seas, subduing, and suppressing. Even if mortals obtained them, they could wield astonishing power. "The Four Directions Yuan Cauldron is only considered a lower-grade magical treasure." Lan Ti tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, looking down. "An imperial dynasty differs from a sect. They also govern billions of mortal citizens. From the day it was established, a large amount of the power of faith appeared." "The ancestors of the Xiang family somehow acquired a technique, forging the Four Directions Yuan Cauldron, extracting and gathering the intangible power of faith into the cauldron." "Over time, the Four Directions Yuan Cauldron gradually transformed into a magical treasure." "This item has a natural suppressive effect and can protect the imperial race’s luck, which is why the Xiang family has lasted for millions of years." Her explanation left Jiang Cheng somewhat speechless. "Won’t the people of the Qianxing Dynasty be in trouble if the Four Directions Yuan Cauldron is taken away?" Although he had destroyed many sects, he had no desire to harm unrelated people. "Of course not. This cauldron indirectly binds their faith and the luck of the imperial race together, instead imprisoning them."