Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

"It's going to be very difficult to gather the remaining three threads of Yin Soul's luck within three years,"

"So be it, this is fate."

"And..."

"Wait a minute—"

Deceit Buddha suddenly realized something, disbelief flashing in his eyes as he turned to Chen Qiu, "Chen Qiu, when you asked me in the Li Family Ancestral Hall which continents' underworlds were collapsing, were you asking that because...?"

A shocking possibility surged in his mind!

Why did Chen Qiu, a Unification from an inferior continent, know of "Immortal Cancer," a heavenly disease only known to the Immortal Realm?

Why was Chen Qiu looking for which continents' underworlds were in a state of collapse?

Why...

All of this pointed to one possibility, that Chen Qiu was also searching for the Luck of Yin Soul and, more likely, had a way to enter the underworld and obtain it, which would be akin to starting over.

The collapse of the underworld generally lasts only two to three days.

To start from scratch and reach a status where one could attain the Luck of Yin Soul in just two to three days was nearly impossible, and if one did not return within that time, they would be trapped in the underworld forever, which was not much different from suicide.

For most people, this would be impossible.

But Chen Qiu might be able to do it, after all, he was the strongest among all the Heavenly Prides that Deceit Buddha knew!

Deceit Buddha's mouth was slightly agape, his eyes full of longing and anticipation as he looked at Chen Qiu, perhaps... this was the straw he was clutching at for survival.

...

"..."

Chen Qiu stood with an expressionless face, deep in thought for a while before waving his hand, signaling Fat Long, the Bai Family Patriarch, and the others to disperse. He stood alone and set up a soundproofing array, preparing to have a one-on-one discussion with Deceit Buddha.

After everyone scattered, he frowned and asked,

"You once were in a Sixth Grade Immortal Realm, so you had to be part of the upper echelon, right? You, being such an existence, can't obtain even a thread of Yin Emperor's luck?"

"Heh."

Deceit Buddha's mouth twitched with a bitter smile, "Chen Qiu, please don't overestimate the Sixth Grade Immortal Realm or underestimate the Yin Emperor's Fortune, okay? If it were that easy to get, there wouldn't be so many well-known powerhouses who ended up dying tragically in their later years."

"Do you know who the strongest person in the Sixth Grade Immoral Realm is?"

"It's not the Heavenly Immortal, not the Mysterious Immortal, but those afflicted with 'Immortal Cancer.' Everyone knows that they're doomed, they'll fight to the death at any moment, so everyone avoids them. Having Immortal Cancer is a death sentence unless you have the Yin Emperor's Fortune, which has become a common understanding."

"And to obtain the Yin Emperor's Fortune, the only way is to enter the underworld."

"There are two methods: first, find a Heavenly Pride in the underworld with the Luck of Yin Soul and trade with them, but you must be prepared with a way to extract the Luck of Yin Soul in advance."

"Second, enter the collapsing underworld and achieve a certain feat to receive the Heavenly Dao Decree, thus obtaining a thread of the Luck of Yin Soul."

"As of now, the only achievement that can be completed upon entering the underworld with nothing is to have 'one hundred billion merit points.' Upon entering the underworld, you would immediately appear on the Heavenly Dao Decree and receive a thread of the Luck of Yin Soul."

"Those are the only two methods."

"..."

Chen Qiu's eyebrows rose slightly as he gradually realized that something was amiss; what he thought was secret seemed to have become public knowledge: "Although one hundred billion merit points is high, it's always possible to find. If someone with that many merit points could just keep shuttling back and forth in the underworld, couldn't they obtain several threads of Yin Soul's luck?"

"How is that possible?"

Deceit Buddha rolled his eyes, "What do you think the Luck of Yin Soul is? Taking a First Grade Continent as an example, there are only ten threads of Yin Soul's luck. How could they possibly allow you to acquire so many at once?"

"If all ten threads of the Luck of Yin Soul were gone, the underworld of that continent would inevitably completely collapse in ten thousand years."

"Afterward, there would be no underworld for that continent anymore, and all the people who die there wouldn't even have the chance to go to the underworld; they would completely dissolve into wandering spirits between heaven and earth."

"There's control by the Heavenly Dao, you see."

"Even if you have one hundred billion merit points, you can only enter the underworld once and obtain a thread of Yin Soul's luck. When you want to enter a second time, the Heavenly Dao simply won't allow you in; at that point, you have to move on to other continents."

"And then, you must know not everyone has the power to travel to lower continents. Like me, who has Immortal Cancer and can barely survive in a lower continent—there's some background behind that. How many are there that can only wait for death on their own continent?"

"Like you said,"

"To fulfill the conditions of having one hundred billion merit points, the ability to shuttle freely between lower continents, and a powerful information network to find out which lower continent's underworld is collapsing, only a person who meets these three criteria can obtain the Luck of Yin Soul, and they must be willing to help you."

"And, each First Grade Continent's Luck of Yin Soul can only be acquired up to five times; after that, you're not given any more."

"Think carefully about the difficulty in this."

As he spoke, Deceit Buddha was somewhat lost in thought, he who had strutted across the world all his life, free and untroubled, and who had once dreamed of one day ascending the throne of the Evil God, never imagined that he would end up facing such an end.

"..."

Chen Qiu's eyelids drooped slightly, and he stayed silent, not speaking. He finally realized where the problem lay, because through Ba Dan and Deceit Buddha, he clearly knew that even in higher Immortal Realms, something like Yin Emperor's Fortune was extremely hard to come by.

But...

He felt it shouldn't be this difficult; just shuttling back and forth through the underworld should suffice.

The problem now was here: the Heavenly Dao would control this and forbid such actions, but for some reason, he could obtain it multiple times, ignoring this control by the Heavenly Dao.