Chapter 206: Flying Peng's Immortal Cultivation Biography

"He's still too young. Even with my discreet assistance, he can barely withstand such a massive information overload." Li Fan thought to himself as he watched Ye Feipeng, who was still grimacing in pain even in his coma.

He took a Spirit Awakening Fruit from his storage ring and gave it to Ye Feipeng. Then he used his spiritual energy to help Ye Feipeng refine it.

Soon, Ye Feipeng's expression relaxed. Li Fan placed a hand on Ye Feipeng's head, activating the Cloudwater Illusion Dream Art once more, carefully sculpting Ye Feipeng's "past life" memories.

When Ye Feipeng awoke the next day, drenched in sweat, his expression was much calmer. He wrote down a medicinal prescription and ordered his servants to acquire the ingredients. While taking a hot bath, he began to plot his path to rise in this life. Compared to the chaotic thoughts of yesterday, his mind felt considerably clearer today.

"With the help of the Profound Yellow Clear Heart Mantra and the medicinal prescription, I should be able to purge the miasma from my body on my own," he mused. "However, without spiritual energy, I can't cultivate, which means my efforts would be futile. I absolutely cannot wait ten years; I must seize this opportunity to leave this place early."

In Ye Feipeng's memory, about half a month later, an immortal cultivator would by chance descend upon the Li Realm. This cultivator was not the one who usually cooperated with the Great Li; thus, they were unwilling to risk helping the Great Li's subjects smuggle themselves out. Disregarding the desperate pleas of the Li Realm's rulers and officials, the cultivator was about to leave.

The Emperor suddenly recalled the white bone jade hand that had recently fallen into the palace. Treating it as a last resort, the Emperor claimed that Great Li possessed a unique treasure passed down since ancient times. He offered to present this treasure with both hands if the immortal master was willing to take a group of people to the cultivation world.

Perhaps due to apprehension about the Immortal-Mortal Miasma, the cultivator did not directly attempt to seize the treasure. Instead, after some consideration, they agreed. However, they had their own conditions: they would only take children with cultivation talent, and the number could not be too large.

Thus, the cultivator personally selected ten children from among the descendants of Great Li's powerful families and brought them back to the cultivation world. Ye Feipeng remembered that Xiao Heng from the Xiao family and Su Changyu from the Su family were among them. He, however, was not chosen due to insufficient talent. That was why he had wasted ten years in the Li Realm for nothing.

"In my previous life, when I was at the mid-stage Qi Condensation, I once encountered Xiao Heng. By then, he was already at mid-stage Foundation Establishment, far surpassing me," Ye Feipeng thought. "On the path of cultivation, being quick by one step means being quick by every step. Wasting ten years led to vastly different achievements in the future. This life, it definitely won't be like that. As long as I can break free from these shackles, it will be like a fish leaping in the vast sea, or a bird soaring high in the boundless sky."

Ye Feipeng's eyes gleamed with determination as he stepped out of the wooden tub and closed his eyes to cultivate the Profound Yellow Clear Heart Mantra. Perhaps it was a benefit of being reborn, but he felt the efficiency of removing the miasma from his body in this life was much faster than in his previous one.

In just over ten days, he had nearly purged all the miasma from his body. This filled Ye Feipeng with increasing joy.

However, for the next few days, Ye Feipeng halted the miasma-purging process. A mortal with absolutely no miasma in their body would be too conspicuous. It would be problematic if it aroused the immortal master's suspicion. His current state was just like a mortal naturally born with very little Immortal-Mortal Miasma. It was just the right amount to ensure he would be chosen without drawing undue attention.

"Being reborn, I must be even more cautious," Ye Feipeng constantly reminded himself.

Just as in his memories, five days later, the cultivator descended upon the capital. Another half-day passed, and Ye Feipeng, along with over a thousand bewildered children, arrived at the plaza to undergo the cultivator's selection.

Even for a reborn individual, his future fate was still in someone else's hands at this moment. This inevitably made Ye Feipeng a little nervous. Fortunately, when the cultivator's gaze swept over him, it paused, and he was ultimately chosen. This left Ye Feipeng both relieved and a little excited.

Soon after, all the other children who had not been chosen departed. Only the cultivator and ten anxious children, including Ye Feipeng, remained on the vast plaza.

The cultivator summoned a flying boat, preparing to take them away. Just then, Su Changyu suddenly shouted, "Immortal Master, please save my sister!"

Ye Feipeng's heart stirred. In his memory, this younger sister of the Su family seemed to possess even more terrifying cultivation talent than Xiao Heng. In his previous life, before he died, he had vaguely heard that she seemed to have already reached the Golden Core realm.

Although the cultivator was a little impatient, they still made a trip to the Su Residence. Upon returning, their face showed delight. Thus, another infant, still in swaddling clothes, was added to their group.

Before departing, the cultivator distributed the Profound Yellow Clear Heart Mantra and accompanying medicine, instructing them to begin cultivating on their own.

After flying for over ten days in Great Li, the flying boat finally broke through the Immortal Severing Formation and arrived in the cultivation world. Feeling the dense spiritual energy around him, Ye Feipeng immediately fell into deep rapture. Carefully guiding the spiritual energy into his body, Ye Feipeng officially began his transformation into an immortal cultivator.

After an unknown period, a thunderous roar suddenly exploded in his ear, jolting him awake from his cultivation.

"Which cultivator dares to assist mortals in smuggling themselves through!" The thunderous voice echoed continuously in his ears, making Ye Feipeng dizzy and his heart pound. Suddenly, a bad premonition arose.

"Fellow Daoist, please let me explain..." He only heard the cultivator who brought them hurriedly trying to explain. However, the other party seemed to have no intention of showing mercy.

"Enough nonsense! By the laws of the Myriad Immortals Alliance, traitors to the realm shall die!""Boom!"As the other party's cold voice rang out, Ye Feipeng felt the flying boat he was on violently shake, as if struck by something.

"This is going too far! You want to kill me? Let's see if you have the ability!" The thunderous sounds of colliding spells and techniques continuously erupted, and the resulting air currents swept past like hurricanes. The flying boat instantly became as fragile as duckweed in the wind, swaying precariously, seeming on the verge of falling at any moment.

Inside the cabin, everyone from the Li Realm, except for little Su who was still sleeping soundly, had awakened from their cultivation. Although they possessed some cultivation aptitude, they were ultimately just children, barely ten years old. Moreover, they were accustomed to being pampered by wealthy families and had never even witnessed mortal combat. Let alone the scene of immortal cultivators clashing before their eyes. All of them were pale-faced, inexplicably panicked, and utterly at a loss.

Only Ye Feipeng appeared somewhat composed; though startled, he remained calm as he looked out of the flying boat. He could tell that the two cultivators seemed evenly matched in strength, and the battle was fierce. The commotion was immense, with light filling the sky. It was impossible to discern the specific details of the combat. However, judging by the aftermath of their confrontation, both cultivators were at least at the Foundation Establishment stage.

"This flying boat beneath us isn't a powerful artifact to begin with," Ye Feipeng thought. "It was already badly damaged when it was directly hit by that Foundation Establishment cultivator who suddenly appeared. Now, under the impact of the ongoing battle, it could completely break apart at any moment. Furthermore, the smuggling attempt seems to have been exposed. Staying here is a dead end!"

Ye Feipeng forced himself to calm down, rapidly thinking.

"In my previous life, I also operated this flying boat. As long as no restrictions are set on it, any Qi Condensation cultivator can pilot it." Thinking of this, Ye Feipeng rushed straight to the bow, leaving the children from the Li Realm looking at each other in confusion.

Xiao Heng was the most alert among them, and he also stepped forward to see if he could help. Su Changyu was the oldest of these children. However, he hadn't even finished expelling the miasma from his body and was still merely a mortal. Knowing he couldn't be of much help, he didn't join them. Instead, he took care of little Su while comforting the others.

"Fatty, what are you doing?" Xiao Heng walked into the bow and saw Ye Feipeng touching the empty space in front of him with both hands. Sweat beaded and dripped from his forehead, and he seemed to be struggling immensely.

Ye Feipeng didn't answer, merely straining to control the flying boat beneath his feet.

"Oh, I see. You're trying to control the flying boat and escape," Xiao Heng said, enlightened after observing for a while. "Why isn't it moving?"

Ye Feipeng became irritated by the questions, felt a sudden weakness in his mind, and collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.

"Let me try!"Ye Feipeng was about to curse at Xiao Heng in frustration when he suddenly felt the flying boat beneath him tremble slightly."Isn't it easy?" Xiao Heng asked."You can pilot the flying boat?" Ye Feipeng exclaimed simultaneously.

Both voices rang out simultaneously. Ye Feipeng's face first showed a hint of shock, then, upon hearing the words, a touch of unavoidable jealousy. However, at this moment of life and death, he couldn't dwell on such feelings. Suppressing his emotions, Ye Feipeng quickly urged, "Quick, quickly pilot the flying boat away from here."

Xiao Heng's innocent voice came back, "Where do we escape to? Everything looks the same around us; I can't tell which way is which!"

Ye Feipeng immediately said exasperatedly, "Just pick a direction and..." Before he could finish, a scene suddenly flashed in his mind. As if he had remembered something, Ye Feipeng abruptly looked out of the flying boat, carefully discerning the surrounding scenery.

On the sea not far away, there were nine whirlpools of varying sizes. The water was turbulent and exceptionally conspicuous.

"In my previous life, when I tried to return to the Li Realm, I seem to have been to this sea area," he thought. "The Myriad Immortals Alliance's garrisoned island is out of the question now. Not far to the northwest of here, there seems to be an uninhabited island. Let's go there to lay low for a while first."

He quickly identified the direction and pointed it out to Xiao Heng, saying, "Quick, fly that way!"

Hearing this, Xiao Heng immediately stumbled as he piloted the flying boat, escaping from the battlefield. The two Foundation Establishment cultivators seemed to be in the midst of an intense battle, completely oblivious to the quietly escaping group from the Li Realm. Ye Feipeng couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

They flew for over a day until they finally spotted an island, neither too big nor too small, densely covered with jungle.

"We're here, we're here! Fly into these woods and hide for now," Ye Feipeng hurriedly called out. Xiao Heng had only recently broken through to the Qi Condensation stage and was already feeling exhausted from piloting the flying boat for so long. Hearing Ye Feipeng's words, he felt relieved and carefully landed the flying boat in the jungle.

Ye Feipeng had everyone gather some branches and leaves to place on the flying boat's surface for concealment. Afterward, the group returned to the cabin to discuss their next steps.

"To encounter something like this right after arriving in the cultivation world, how unlucky!" Xiao Heng sighed."It's good enough that we're alive. Didn't you hear that our smuggling attempt was discovered?" another child, roughly the same age as Xiao Heng, said.

Ye Feipeng said, "For now, we can only hide on this island for a while. Once the commotion dies down, we'll figure out a way to leave."

Everyone sighed dejectedly, their young faces full of apprehension. "It has to be this way, then. Fortunately, this island has water sources and fruit trees. We won't have to worry about food for a while," Su Changyu sighed deeply.

With an uncertain future, everyone's mood was rather low. As night fell, they quickly drifted off to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Ye Feipeng suddenly felt something and awoke from his sleep. He quietly went outside the flying boat and saw a streak of light coming from the horizon, arriving in an instant. Its target was directly the concealed flying boat.

"Oh no!" Ye Feipeng's heart jumped. Before he could react, the streak of light had already landed before him.

"Quick, help me inside..." The person who arrived was precisely the cultivator who had brought them from the Li Realm. However, at this moment, his body was a bloody mess, his aura weak, and he seemed to be severely wounded. But he was a Foundation Establishment cultivator after all. Ye Feipeng dared not be presumptuous, so he acknowledged him and was about to step forward to help. Yet, he saw the other party suddenly vomit a mouthful of blood and fall forward to the ground. After a few twitches, he stopped moving.

"Senior!" Ye Feipeng exclaimed in surprise.

Just then, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky above. "Foundation Establishment cultivator Fan Li, who cultivated the Dao for one hundred and sixty-five years. Achieved Foundation Establishment with the wondrous item, the Gloom Staff. Engaged in battle in the Congyun Sea, sustained severe injuries, and could not be cured. Now, his body and Dao have perished, returning the Dao to Heaven!"

The dazzling spectacle illuminated the sky like fireworks. Ye Feipeng was completely stunned by this sudden sight.

"De...ad?" He was dumbfounded. He never expected that this cultivator named Fan Li, who had narrowly escaped danger, would actually die right before his eyes.

An ordinary bamboo staff slowly materialized beside him. Looking at the Foundation Establishment cultivator's corpse, a bold idea suddenly formed in Ye Feipeng's mind. He held his breath and quietly approached. When he reached the corpse, he remained still for a long moment. After a while, he slowly squatted down, and by the light of the fireworks above, quickly began to search the corpse.

"What are you doing!" In the quiet night, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him. Ye Feipeng was startled, nearly falling onto the ground. He looked back and saw Xiao Heng staring at him in shock as he searched the corpse.

"Shh!" Ye Feipeng couldn't help but make a shushing gesture.

Xiao Heng also reacted at this moment. He leaned closer and whispered, "How did this immortal master die?"

"Probably fought to a mutual defeat with that other person, managed to fly all the way here, but couldn't hold on any longer. So, he just died," Ye Feipeng replied casually, continuing his search on the corpse.

"How can there not even be a storage ring?" After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find what he wanted. Ye Feipeng couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

"Storage ring? Is this it?" Xiao Heng picked up a ring from the ground and couldn't help but ask.