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Path of Immortality, the dream of a small genius

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An Ying, a genius with dual spirit roots of fire and yin reaching the level 6 of fondation building at the age of 15 has found out that her master and adaptive father have plans to use her as a furnace for his son. Although she is part of the true fire sect and is cultivating the fire lord technique, with accomplishments in pill formation, forging, areas technique and talisman. She knew that she will not be able to win against a nascent soul. The only good news for her is that he isn't aware of her knowing his plan. Good thing she had created by luck the inner mind meditation technique, a technique that enables her to see her own meridians and help in learning and deducing knowledge.

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Nestled within the serene mountains, the True Fire Sect, a modest enclave veiled in mystique, harbored practitioners of the ancient Fire Lord cultivation technique. Under the guidance of a seasoned Sect Master in the formidable Nascent Soul realm, disciples embarked on a journey through five arduous cultivation stages: Qi Gathering, Foundation Building, Qi Refining, Nascent Soul, and Soul Essence.

As novices entered the first stage, Qi Gathering, the passage of time unfolded reluctantly, demanding half a century of unwavering dedication. In the seclusion of their spiritual pursuits, disciples forged bonds with the elusive flames, gradually elevating their affinity for the sacred fire.

With each advancing stage, the cultivation process intensified, drawing on the energies of the Foundation Building and Qi Refining realms. A hundred and fifty years slipped away in the flickering shadows of the second stage, laying the groundwork for an intricate dance with the essence of fire.

In the elusive Nascent Soul realm, disciples endeavored for six centuries, their bodies transforming into vessels of ignited power. The climax of this profound journey was the Soul Essence realm, a realm of unparalleled mastery, beckoning disciples to immerse themselves in the essence of eternal flame.

Yet, time, the silent witness to their endeavors, could be a harsh master. The daunting prospect of spending 1500 years in the Soul Essence realm loomed, a formidable challenge that could be mitigated only by the elusive cultivation resources scattered across the sect. In this realm of flickering flames and tempered spirits, the True Fire Sect unfolded its chapters, where the dance with fire was both a testament to perseverance and a journey into the depths of the mystical unknown.

Yet, in the long history of the sect, few could reach the Soul Essence stage.

Sitting in her own room inside the core disciple cottage, An Ying is reflecting upon all that she had secretly heard from the mouth of Lu Fan, the son of the sect master Lu Fa.

Her first priority is to make sure that when he bragged about that plan to his so called drinking bodies, she didn't leave a single trace that said that she was there and they were no secrets guard following her.

After making sure that everything in her memories is fine, she heaved a sigh of relief before her eyes began to moisture.

An Ying let out a couple of tears from the betrayal that she had received. She had always seen Lu Fan as a younger brother, yet he wanted to defile her body.

And even the person who she called dad didn't want to let her live.

If they are both the enemy, the who in the sect could be her friend. An Ying found out that the answer to that question is no one, she can't trust anyone, she can't receive the help of anyone.

' Since I'm alone, then what can I lose beside my life? Nothing. ', with this thought running inside her head, she dried up her tears while her eyes became colder and colder.

She then began cultivating. Just because she knew it doesn't mean that she could stop. Breaking her routine mean that she would tell them she found something odd.

Now her butterfly steps technique is in the peak realm, same as her fireball, fire wall, fire dome and fire arrows spells, her fire lord cultivation technique is also in the peak realm, her inner mind meditation technique have reached the peak.

Now besides the other arts that accompany a cultivator, she had learned everything she could and pushed it to the peak state.

Each art goes from beginner, intermediate, advanced, expert, and peak. With peak being the state in which the technique can be used to it fullest at will.

An Ying then found out that she lacked a body technique and martial technique. She decided to use these two as an excuse in order to delay the rithm of her cultivation.

In the morning, An Ying heard a knock on the door and found several men dressed in black in front of her house and the houses of all the other core disciple beside hers.

" Good morning, lady An Ying, my name is Six Six of the law enforcement squad. Can I know where we're you yesterday night and what you were doing? " Said the man in black while holding a small crystal.

' So they were silenced ', An Ying played dumb and a little curious while she replied, " I was in my room meditating and figuring out things about my cultivation. Why is there anything wrong? "

The man looked at the crystal and saw that it hadn't changed. He put it away and began explaining the matters to her.

" Yesterday, several inner disciples that were close to your brother had been killed minutes after they were out of is room. We suspect that someone wants to frame your brother, and we are currently investigating. "

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