The Library Hall of Jade Water Immortal Kingdom had stood for over ten thousand years. It occupied an enormous area and served far more than simply storing books and records; it had many other functions as well.
This place was the information hub of Jade Water Immortal Kingdom. At its core was a super computational immortal array that carried an immense volume of data.
“Your Majesty, this is the eye of the Vast Heavenly Net Grand Array.”
A middle-aged Golden Core cultivator led Hua Yanyun to the central hub of the computational immortal array before tactfully taking his leave.
The core of the Vast Heavenly Net Immortal Array was the Ink Script Grotto-Heaven—an independent small world separate from the outside realm. It was the grotto-heaven left behind by the renowned painting dao powerhouse “Poetic Madman” Shen Buju after his death in the near-ancient era.
It was an extremely grand undertaking, but only a core of this level could support the entire super computational immortal array.
Hua Yanyun opened the grotto-heaven entrance and stepped inside, instantly finding herself in another world.
She stood on a white jade platform. Looking into the distance, the sky inside the grotto-heaven was an inky blue color, with an illusory sun hanging above it. Countless black ink characters floated in the air, flickering in and out of existence.
“It has been over a hundred years since I last came here.”
Hua Yanyun murmured to herself. Normally, using the Vast Heavenly Net Grand Array did not require such effort. Situations that required her to personally enter the Ink Script Grotto-Heaven were quite rare.
She placed her hand on the control mechanism and summoned the projection of her dharma image. Her divine sense spread out to envelop the entire Ink Script Grotto-Heaven.
Pouring her spiritual power into the mechanism, the floating ink characters in the air began flashing at an extremely high frequency. Countless characters converged toward the white jade altar from all directions.
The ink script spun and flickered madly, blotting out the sky in a dense mass.
Three hours had already passed. Hua Yanyun’s breathing grew heavier. Even with her Body Integration realm cultivation, she was beginning to struggle with the terrifying energy consumption of running the super immortal array at full power.
Recalling Zhang Sanshan’s description of He Shu’s physical condition, Hua Yanyun searched with all her might for any matching records.
In the end, she actually found a similar entry.
Sixty-nine thousand years ago, there was an eccentric wandering cultivator named Cha Yuan. With Void Refinement cultivation, he could fight against Body Integration experts. The world called him “Profound Sound Immortal Lord.”
According to the records, during an epic battle against the soul dao powerhouse Gu Liang, Cha Yuan had been heavily struck by a soul-refining technique yet emerged completely unharmed.
After that battle, Gu Liang fled in defeat. The news that Cha Yuan, a mere third-layer Void Refinement cultivator, had overpowered Gu Liang—a ninth-layer Void Refinement soul dao expert—shook the entire immortal world. Everyone was stunned.
After Cha Yuan perished during his tribulation, one of his close friends later revealed in a conversation about the battle details that the reason Cha Yuan could withstand the soul-refining technique was not because he had defensive methods, but because of his special physique.
“The Mystic Soul Pure Sound Immortal Physique, one of the Eleven Supreme Immortal Physiques of the Immortal Dao. The body and soul are fused as one. It grants innate immunity to soul dao techniques, but precisely because of this, those who possess such a physique have extremely fragile bodies.”
Hua Yanyun carefully pondered this information. The more she thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed.
“Immune to soul dao techniques, huh.”
When Hua Yanyun had first captured He Shu, she had considered performing a soul search on her. After attempting it, she discovered it had no effect at all—which was exactly why she had become certain of He Shu’s identity as a spy.
“I thought that old woman He Xiu had placed powerful defensive measures on her soul. I never expected the truth to be like this.”
Her interest in He Shu grew even stronger. She had never imagined that this undeveloped little bean sprout actually possessed one of the supreme immortal physiques of the Immortal Dao!
She lifted her hand from the control mechanism. Her entire body was trembling slightly. The terrifying consumption of the super immortal array was more than even she could easily handle.
“Tsk tsk tsk, how truly fascinating. This is a supreme immortal physique. If I were to dissect and study her body, I might be able to glimpse some of the secrets of the Heavenly Dao.”
Cultivators pursued immortality by defying the heavens. Such defiance was intolerable to the Great Dao, which would send down tribulations to eliminate cultivators who reached a certain level of power. The higher the cultivation, the more terrifying the tribulation.
Countless cultivators had fallen to these tribulations. Even someone as powerful as Profound Sound Immortal Lord had ultimately perished beneath one.
If one could successfully research the Heavenly Dao, they might find a way to weaken these tribulations—a prospect that held enormous temptation for any cultivator.
Thinking of this, Hua Yanyun’s mouth went dry. She licked her lips. The potential gains were simply too great.
She took several deep breaths to calm herself down.
“A supreme immortal physique is both a blessing and a curse. Those who possess one have incredibly heaven-defying aptitude, yet without exception, they all meet with destruction.”
“Looking back across millions of years of immortal world history, not a single possessor of a supreme immortal physique has ever broken through to the Body Integration realm. Why is that?”
Countless thoughts flashed through her mind like stars. After thinking for a while without finding an answer, another critical question presented itself.
Did He Xiu know that He Shu possessed a supreme immortal physique?
If He Xiu did not know, then Hua Yanyun had picked up a priceless treasure. She must keep He Wanyi in her grasp at all costs and not allow her to return to Southwind Immortal Kingdom.
That was the ideal scenario, but reality was rarely so kind. Therefore, Hua Yanyun had to consider the worst possibility.
“If He Xiu knew that He Wanyi possessed a supreme physique, the most beneficial course of action would have been to imprison her for research. Yet judging from He Wanyi’s attitude toward He Xiu, it seems that old woman did not do so.”
Unable to figure it out, she decided to set the matter aside for now. She had more important things to do.
After leaning against a white jade pillar to rest for a while, Hua Yanyun left the Ink Script Grotto-Heaven and flew straight toward Wanyi Tower.
Fifteen minutes later, Hua Yanyun landed on the top-floor corridor of Wanyi Tower.
Inside the temporarily converted medical chamber, Zhang Sanshan held a cluster of green flame in his left hand and a cluster of blue flame in his right.
Both were types of human fire from the three categories of heavenly, earthly, and human flames. The green one was called Azure Origin Blooming Flame, and the blue one was called Frost Ash Ice Soul Flame.
He shouted loudly and attempted to fuse the two flames together.
With a loud bang, the two flames exploded.
“Cough, cough, cough.”
Zhang Sanshan coughed several times and wiped the soot from his face.
“Sigh, another failure. My technique should have been correct.”
The explosion had been quite powerful, but Zhang Sanshan had suppressed it with his domineering spiritual power.
“This little girl’s soul injuries are quite severe. It’s already been four days and she still hasn’t woken up.”
“How strange. I’ve already used so many soul path healing methods on her, yet none of them have any effect. If it weren’t for that, this old one wouldn’t be attempting to refine the Soul-Returning Heart Flame.”
“This flame is a rare fire. When it burns on a person, it causes no harm and can slowly heal the soul. Unfortunately, the success rate is far too low. This is already the eleventh attempt, and I still haven’t succeeded.”
Zhang Sanshan felt extremely frustrated, his brows furrowed into a deep knot. For a renowned medical dao grandmaster like himself to fail eleven times in a row—if word got out, those old fellows would laugh at him for decades.
“Whatever, let’s try one more time.”
Shaking his head, Zhang Sanshan prepared to refine the Soul-Returning Heart Flame once again.
“Little Mu, go fetch another portion of Winter Ling Lotus, one portion of Ice Soul Orchid, two portions of White Light Radiant Flame, and one tael of Dream Flame Ash.”
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