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Immortal Conquest

The universe is incomprehensibly huge, and even the largest worlds are but a speck of dust in comparison. But, regardless of how futile or impossible it may be, many people from the highest heavens to the lowest earths want to be something greater than themselves, and to make their names resound throughout all of eternity.

deathless1 · Fantasie
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Cultivation Division

The Ye Clan's Cultivation Division was a relatively small collection of buildings and squares that took up 20% of the clan's territory. Everything related to cultivation was located in this area, be it weapons, medicinal pills, techniques, training halls, or battle colosseums. The Life Energy in this space was dense enough to form a faint mist that pervaded one's pores, clearing their mind and improving their health in the process.

Ye Xian immediately felt the difference upon passing through the gates. Almost instinctively, he closed his eyes and sharply inhaled, taking in the intoxicating aroma of the air.

'No wonder all the clansmen are so reluctant to leave this place. If it were me, I'd never want to leave either.'

Ye Xian followed his mother as the two walked to the Immortal Registrar, passing by a myriad of blades that pulsated with the power of the elements and pills with an aroma that could draw a person into a trance.

"Mother, will I be able to purchase these items one day?" he inquired.

"If you contribute enough to the clan, then buying these items will be easy," Ye Yin explained with a solemn expression. "But getting Contribution Points is difficult, and it's easy to die while performing missions. When you go out into the field in the future, you need to be extremely careful."

"I understand, Mom," Ye Xian reassured. The path of cultivation was one filled with battle and brutality, and one wrong step could lead a person to their death. Ye Xian, reflecting on his interaction with the mysterious entity, understood this well.

"Good. Let's quickly register you so we can go back and cultivate, okay?" Ye Yin asked with a smile. "I'll guide you until you can finish a circulation without my help."

"Okay."

...

Eventually, the two entered the Immortal Registrar and went to the elder in charge of it.

"Hoh? Not bad, this is the fifth child today," the elder praised. "The heavens are smiling upon our clan today."

"You should make that nine!" Ye Yin exclaimed, her head pointing up as she haughtily praised her son. "Because, elder, Little Xian here counts for five."

"Is that so? Let me take a look for myself," replied the elder as he glanced at Ye Xian for the first time. Ye Xian took note of the fact that the elder didn't need to project his Divine Will into him through physical contact and was amazed. Clearly, the elder in front of him was leagues ahead of any cultivator he's seen thus far. But it also made him slightly nervous.

'Will the elder see through my concealment? If so, this will be troublesome,' he thought as he placed more attention on maintaining his technique and composure.

Luckily, the elder didn't find anything extraordinary and only nodded at Ye Xian in acknowledgment. "Your talent is pretty good. I'll mark it down as Tier 3."

On Planet Crimsondawn, there were nine divisions of talent depending on the luminosity of a cultivator's Vital Core. But considering that the levels of Jade-Earth City's cultivators didn't transcend the Earthly Transformations, a talent rating of three was above-average.

"Possessing a Third-tier Vital Core entitles you to two bottles of Life-Flourishing Pills per month, and a chance at choosing three techniques from the Scripture Hall. Do you understand?"

'Phew,' Ye Xian inwardly released a breath of relief before clasping his hands toward the elder. "I understand, elder."

"Mn," the elder lightly nodded while taking out two jade vials and a silver token. "These are yours. Cultivate well, and don't forget what your surname represents. It's okay to choose the more fierce and flashy techniques, but don't forget what we specialize in."

"Of course," Ye Xian replied before turning his head towards Ye Yin. "Mother, can we go to the Scripture Hall now?"

"I'll take you there now," Ye Yin nodded before respectfully bowing her head to the elder. "If there's nothing else, we'll be leaving."

"Mn," the elder muttered in dismissal. Evidently, he didn't have the same patience as the old guard.