Immortal Taoist Lord: My Cultivation Have No Limits

In its place was a difficult to describe sense of rebirth, a new breath of life.

However, in terms of cultivation, Taoist Tianyu still indicated the early stages of the Nascent Soul Realm. There wasn’t much change there.

Su Yu and Qingquan each took their seats. Su Yu sat to the left of Taoist Tianyu, while Qingquan sat next to Luo Qianyu, whispering quietly to her.

Su Yu turned to Taoist Tianyu and asked, “Master, so it’s still impossible to enter the Phantom Sea Marshes?”

Taoist Tianyu shook his head gently, “Since the Demon Clan has interfered, nothing good will come out of this. Many changes have occurred within the Phantom Sea Marshes. The Demon Clan has sent their wise ones who have shifted the terrain there, transforming the poisonous mire into a prison that suppresses the mana of our Human Clan.”

“At this point, we either confront the Demon Clan in battle or spar with them for a few more years, then retreat. Either way, it won’t end well.”

Su Yu’s expression became slightly more serious but he was not too surprised by the outcome.

The strength of the Demon Clan was formidable!

They practically ruled half of the cultivation world of Daqian, with only the cities and territories under the Human Clan out of their grasp. They had dominance over the rest of the territories, such as the wilderness, mountains, primeval forests, dangerous areas, and so on.

Why do disciples have to guard certain resource areas?

It was because these resources were located near the territories of the Demon Clan, making them dangerous due to the demons’ frequent activity.

If it weren’t for their strength, the Demon Clan would have long been made vassals or beasts tamed by the Human Cultivators, or even turned into delicacies or mounts.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t be so audacious, even daring to attack the cities of the Human Cultivators.

As for the so-called wise ones of the Demon Clan, most of them were special demons adept with various skills, either naturally wise, inherently gifted with divine skills, or blessed with ancient bloodline inheritance.

Each of these gifts had different effects. For the barbaric Demon Clan, these individuals were unique sages.

Sages who would lead the Demon Clan to prosperity.

After a moment’s thought, Su Yu presented a token from within his sleeve, “Master, I acquired this token at the ruins in the Phantom Sea Marshes.”

“This token can help one locate the exact location of the ruins, and even enter and exit freely.”

“However, it doesn’t have any effect on the formations of the main peaks within. Perhaps, it could be of some use to our sect.”

Initially, he planned to return to the ruins within the Phantom Sea Marshes if he had another opportunity in the future, to try and completely master the site and turn it into a secret refuge.

But now, not only is every power of the Human Clan eyeing this place, even the Demon Clan has taken notice.

The safety of such a treasure trove had become questionable.

Rather than that, he thought it better to present the token in exchange for some benefit.

With this token, perhaps the sect could wait until the conflict had subsided and each party went their separate ways, then quietly enter the Phantom Sea Marshes to seize control of the ruins.

After all, that place was capable of producing heavenly marrow spirit liquid!

Such a treasure—even just half a drop—was enough to make eyes redden with desire.

A land so rich in resources was certainly worth the effort of the sect to control and occupy it.

A herald of surprise showed in Tianyu’s eyes as he gazed at the token in front of him. He spotted two ancient characters, ‘Mud Snake’, inscribed on the token, and his gaze then turned inquisitive as he observed Su Yu.

After a moment, Tianyu finally concluded, “Your luck truly is extraordinary. Now that I look back, perhaps when Gu Lan brought you back to our sect that year, she brought our fortune too. You’re both my good fortune and that of the sect too.”

Upon hearing these words, Luo Qianyu and Qingquan, who were engaged in quiet conversation, turned in surprise to look at Su Yu and Taoist Tianyu.

Su Yu immediately waved his hands, “Master, you’re over-praising me. This isn’t the case at all.”

“I was just lucky enough to obtain this token.”

Tianyu smirkingly said, “Well, I’d love to stumble upon such luck. I’m certain others would want to, too.”

Errr.

Nodding blankly, Su Yu responded, “Then Master, do you still want it? If not, I’ll take it back.”

Tianyu gestured with his hand and swiftly pulled the token from Su Yu’s hand, snorting, “Of course I want it. You can’t just take back something once you’ve given it.”

Qingquan and Luo Qianyu looked surprised at their banter but ultimately couldn’t help a soft chuckle amidst their amusement.

It was then that Su Yu looked solemnly at Tianyu and spoke, “Master, lately, while I meditate, I can’t help but feel uneasy. I have a feeling that something is about to happen to our native land.”

“Huh?”

Tianyu frowned slightly, put away the Mud Snake Token, and turned to Su Yu. Seeing Su Yu’s serious expression, he didn’t dismiss his concern.

If it were any ordinary person, they would probably not have had such premonitions.

But this was Su Yu—

Tianyu had witnessed his disciple’s extraordinary luck.

Such a person, graced with such fortune, would possess an exceptional sense of perception towards life’s inherent secrets.