I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

On this day.

Qingyun Mountain saw streaks of fleeing lights arrive, with monks and daoists, scholars and beggars, blacksmiths and soldiers, and so on.

The aura of most was that of Nascent Soul Daoists, with a few being so abstruse and enigmatic that fellow cultivators bowed and paid respects, evidently Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarchs.

Several days before.

Zhou Yi widely distributed invitations, calling upon friends from all directions to taste the Immortal Brew.

Those who received an invitation all rushed towards Qingyun Mountain; with the event of Divine Enthronement unfolding, the opportunity to sample wine was just an excuse—all wished to learn firsthand the news in advance.

Mountain God Temple.

Eternal Prosperity Hall.

Carved railings and jade-built parapets, exotic flowers and rare herbs.

The ground shrouded in swirling spiritual fog was akin to the Immortal Realm; the roof, forged from fine gold, glittered brightly.

Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarchs entered the hall, marveling at the many rare Spiritual Objects used as decorations, casually placed in the corners, and couldn't help but exclaim at the lavish extravagance!

Over twenty people were already inside the hall, split to the left and right, with oddly dressed beggars and scholars in the front seats, while Nascent Soul Daoists in daoist robes and monks' attire appeared even more like fairies and immortals towards the back.

Having reached the Divinity Transformation Realm, it seemed only a step away from an earthly immortal, yet it was in fact unreachable.

Mana could scarcely advance further, and their lifespan was as long as two to three thousand years; hence the older Divinity Transformation cultivators often had bizarre temperaments and enjoyed mingling with the mundane to temper their hearts towards dao.

With time, they genuinely became beggars and scholars, or blacksmiths and soldiers.

The feast had not yet officially begun, the hall was bustling and noisy.

Zhou Yi shuttled back and forth inside the hall, conversing and tasting wine with the guests one by one. Having lived for so long, whether it was the cultivators' alchemy, talismans, formations or the commoners' music, chess, calligraphy, painting, he had already attained the Great Achievement Realm.

Thus, he could chip in on any topic, expressing his unique insights, earning continuous praise from the cultivators.

At that moment.

A fleeing light descended into the hall, morphing into an elderly figure with white hair, his daoist robe unkempt, stained with greasy spots whose origins were unknown.

Zhou Yi hastened to greet, bowing his hands: "I have seen Elder Hong."

"No need for formalities, Junior Brother Sun. This old daoist has thick skin and came uninvited to enjoy the wine."

The old daoist's gaze swept across the cultivators in the hall. His light flashed, and he settled down to the left front, where his fellow Severing Heaven Sect brethren sat, with disciples of the Mend Heaven Sect seated opposite.

In front of him was a Jade Case, upon which were Spirit Fruit and wine flasks.

He picked up the flask and guzzled down the wine in one go, then teased the middle-aged daoist across from him with a wink, "Eh, isn't this Mend Heaven Sect's Sword Immortal Li, hailed as the once-in-a-millennium sword dao genius? So, you also wish to take the shortcut to Divine Enthronement?"

Sword Immortal Li barely lifted his eyelids, ignoring the old daoist. Such provocation wouldn't even cause him a hint of embarrassment.

In the hall, which cultivator wasn't a genius of their generation? Otherwise, they would not have caught the eye of the immortals from above. Unfortunately, at such a realm, a breakthrough requires more than just talent.

As noon approached.

The hall's seats were mostly filled, not just with cultivators from the three teachings but also members from other large sects.

Zhou Yi moved to the head seat, raising his cup to speak.

"This humble daoist lacks experience and weak in mana, but by chance was favored by my master to preside over the matter of apotheosis. Today, as I invite fellow daoists to taste wine, it is after consulting with my master that I can reveal some news!"

"Please enlighten us, Elder Brother/Junior Brother!"

The cultivators in the hall got up and returned the gesture, as even the Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarchs wouldn't dare to act superior, for before them was a disciple of the three real immortals.

What's more, directly responsible for the Divine Enthronement, though the elders of the various teachings knew to make the decisions, the executor could still make minor tweaks, as long as it did not affect the general situation. The real immortals would turn a blind eye.

"Right now, the elders of various teachings are crafting the Investiture of the Gods..."

Zhou Yi held today's feast to rid himself of trouble.

Heavenly Court was a secret at the moment, but it wouldn't take long before the real immortals of various teachings would spread the news. It was better to just lay it out and also earn a favor from people.

The hall fell into deathly silence, every cultivator etching Zhou Yi's words into their hearts, to later analyze repeatedly with their sect mates and kin.

After a moment.

Zhou Yi said, "That's about it for now. Regarding the specific positions and ordinances of the Heavenly Court, I am not privy to them!"

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"Knowing this a few days early means I owe Junior Brother a big favor!"

"Heavenly Court, such mysterious method of apotheosis, I wonder which elder proposed it..."

The hall buzzed with discussion, abuzz with chatter.

The matter concerned the transformation of the Cultivation World for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years ahead and was closely related to everyone present. Perhaps they could use this opportunity to break through to even higher realms.

Sword Immortal Li pondered for a moment, then asked, "Junior Brother Zhu, I tend to spend years secluded and cultivating in the mountains, and I am not clear on the workings of the Imperial Court or the officials. Could you perhaps enlighten me on any tricks to being selected for an office in the Heavenly Court?"

At once, the crowd fell silent, all ears tuned in to hear Zhou Yi's answer.

"Elder Brother Li, I have never been an official myself; I can only speculate, which should be taken merely as a reference."

Zhou Yi said, "First off, it is certain that it's better to be a minor official in the Heavenly Court than a laborer in the localities."

The scruffy daoist questioned in confusion, "According to what you've said, Junior Brother, promotion requires merit; it is easier to do good deeds in the localities than in the Heavenly Court. Besides, local magnates are akin to kings in their right, far more delightful than being a small-time official in the Heavenly Court..."

In the hall, those cultivators who had mingled with the mundane agreed and nodded, as they too had served in the mundane courts and knew all too well the convoluted and nuanced rules of the bureaucracy.

"Not quite so!"

Zhou Yi shook his head, "This is the Heavenly Court, not the mundane. Take for instance a Ninth Grade Nascent Soul Daoist encountering a Seventh Grade Golden Core; wouldn't the latter be treated with equal discourse?"

Sword Immortal Li suddenly realized, "Would there be situations in the Heavenly Court where the official rank is much lower than the realm attained?"

"Such a case is bound to happen. Anyone serving in the Heavenly Court must start from Ninth Grade and work their way up..."

Zhou Yi continued, "With that in mind, how could a Ninth Grade deity from the localities compete with those officials in the Heavenly Court who have good relations with their superiors?"