Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

"Pingxi Continent was destroyed by us,"

"But, it was not destroyed by us either."

"Pingxi Continent was on the brink of collapse to begin with; it wouldn't have survived more than three thousand years. Unless, during that period, someone had reinforced the heavens when they collapsed, possibly delaying it to about four thousand years. However, after four thousand years, its collapse would have been inevitable; no one could prevent it, not even an Immortal Emperor."

"The ultimate fate of all First Grade Continents is to collapse. It's a law of nature, and the law of nature cannot be defied."

"What we did was merely accelerate this process. Is there really a problem with that? If we hadn't intervened, wouldn't it have collapsed just the same?"

"Moreover..."

"Moreover, those people didn't endure the pain I have before their deaths. From a certain perspective, they were far luckier than me."

"Have you confessed?"

Xiong Gao's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked down at the Eight Grade torture device he had just prepared in his hands – a man-sized iron figure with hollowed-out parts, which could be used in many ways once a person was stuffed inside: "I still have several torture devices I haven't tried out yet. How about you hang in there a bit longer?"

"No need, no need, no need!"

It was obvious that the old man was genuinely frightened. His eyes full of terror, he desperately tried to retreat, but could not move as his body was buried in the soil and a wooden stick protruded from his mouth, making his speech unclear and difficult, as he trembled.

"You can't afford to offend the power behind me. It's a powerful figure from the Sixth Grade Immortal Realm!"

"That power is called 'Drunken Flower Mansion', and the mansion's master is that powerful figure."

"The task given to us from above was to destroy all the lower continents of the Vast Continent within five years, essentially accelerating the collapse process of these continents. I really don't know the specific reason."

"I'm just a worker. How could I know such things?"

"But I have a guess. A few years ago, I heard that this powerful figure had encountered some sort of disaster that dramatically changed his temperament. Afterward, he found us and arranged for us to head to a First Grade Continent to start preparations for the destruction of the twelve lower continents of the Vast Continent."

"This disaster... could very likely be 'Immortal Cancer'."

"And this powerful figure was trying to obtain the Luck of Yin Soul by directly destroying a First Grade Continent."

Just then—

Chen Qiu emerged from not far away, walking briskly with a chair in hand. He placed the chair on the ground, sat down with his legs crossed, and looked down indifferently at the old man who was half-buried in the earth and looked somewhat less than human: "Can such means really garner the Luck of Yin Soul?"

"And the so-called powerful individual from the Sixth Grade Immortal Realm, does his force really lack even a thread of Yin Emperor's luck?"

"Whether your words can be trusted is uncertain."

According to Ba Dan's information, in the Fifth Grade Immortal Realm, it's common for major powers to reserve Yin Emperor's Fortune. For instance, the Barbarian Tribe once had a thread of Yin Emperor's luck; they simply didn't provide it to Ba Dan.

The Fifth Grade Immortal Realm all have the awareness to reserve this item, so would the Sixth Grade Immortal Realm really not have any?

"Truly none."

After gasping for breath several times, the old man finally spoke with a trembling voice: "For one, within such a vast Immortal Realm, there may only be a few dozen extremely unlucky individuals who contract this disease. The probability of contracting this celestial sickness is extremely low, possibly even lower than the chance of pulling a Seven-colored entry. Most powers wouldn't usually reserve this."

"Who would believe they are unlucky enough for this to happen to them? This thing is not cheap, and spending a great deal of resources on something that may never be needed is an easy way to waste familial wealth."

"Furthermore..."

"Of course, these are just my speculation, and no concrete news has been circulated. But judging by the reaction of that powerful figure, I can guess it's quite accurate, and it's even possible... that 'Drunken Flower Mansion' might have more than one person suffering from Immortal Cancer."

"Otherwise, they wouldn't need so many threads of Luck of Yin Soul."

"Moreover..."

...

"..."

After listening patiently to the old man finish, Chen Qiu waved his hand to signal for the man to be taken into custody. After questioning others and going over the confession, he walked alone to the edge of the cliff and looked out over the entire Chao Tian Sect.

In the past...

His favorite activity was to sit here and cultivate. The view was nice, and the Spiritual Energy was abundant. When resting, he enjoyed overlooking the entire Chao Tian Sect, feeling a surge of pride within. However, as he became busier, it had been a long time since he had stood here to appreciate the scenery of the Chao Tian Sect.

Standing here once again, the feeling in his heart was different.

This world was too complex.

He even started to feel somewhat tired.

According to the old man, the destruction of Pingxi Continent was because of the Luck of Yin Soul. However, since that major power had not found someone who could enter the underworld to obtain the Luck of Yin Soul, they resorted to the simplest method.

When a continent collapses, the Luck of Yin Soul within the underworld of that continent would be automatically stripped away, free for the taking.

And what this old man did, was to accelerate this process.

But...

No matter who undertook this task, they would acquire an enormous amount of sin value, making it virtually impossible to survive to a second day; they would likely be struck dead by lightning on the spot. Thus, when they went to each continent, they would find a native filled with hatred, wanting to drag everyone else to their doom, to carry out this task.

They only needed to wait for the collapse of that continent's underworld, then throw a 'Soul Stabilizing Pearl' into the entrance to the underworld.

This 'Soul Stabilizing Pearl' was said to be extremely valuable, a treasure of Evil Cultivation containing a concentration of endless resentful spirits. With so many resentful spirits exploding in the underworld at once, it would instantly cause the already fragile underworld to completely collapse.