Immortal Seed Valley.

It had become lively once again.

More than a thousand young men from the territories controlled by the Seven Extremes Sect had arrived here, about to embark on their brand-new journey.

Some of them were curious, some respectful, and some nervously explored Immortal Seed Valley. Yet among them, a few disciples appeared very calm and composed.

One young man stood under the shade of a tree, sword in hand, eyes closed, like an assassin lurking in the shadows.

A tall young woman occasionally had a flicker of fiery light flash through her eyes, naturally exuding a mysterious aura.

Others sat together with familiarity, chatting casually about their upcoming cultivation life.

“Hey, Brother Wang, do you know what’s going on? I was even summoned out from my clan’s secret grounds. Feels like something big is about to happen.”

“No idea, but I heard true Heaven-grade Spirit Root disciples also came to Immortal Seed Valley!”

“Heaven-grade Spirit Root? Hiss!”

The supreme perfect Spirit Root was called Heaven-grade!

Among supreme roots, there were differences;

those reaching the absolute peak were called Heaven-grade. Such Spirit Roots had a very high chance of achieving Nascent Soul and could directly enter the inner teachings, bypassing the usual Immortal Seed Valley path and entering the sect straight away. And now they had also arrived at Immortal Seed Valley!

Many people developed high hopes for this trip to Immortal Seed Valley.

In a corner, Nangong Xianweng yawned and lazily rested against a stone.

A female disciple approached, curious, “Senior Brother, where are you from?”

Nangong Xianweng yawned again, “Little girl, go away.”

The girl puffed up her chest, “I’m not little!”

Nangong Xianweng was helpless. Suddenly he recalled that when he was young, he had gotten into a few romantic debts due to being too handsome. Now that he had turned young again, he had forgotten to change his appearance.

“I’m not interested, don’t bother me!” Nangong Xianweng yawned once more.

The girl didn’t give up and lay down beside Nangong Xianweng, whispering, “My name is Xie Yingying, from the Blood Jade Family. Today is also my first time outside. It’s my first time seeing so many people.”

Nangong Xianweng ignored her.

She kept talking to herself, “I don’t know why, but sitting next to you feels really comfortable. Do you carry something special on you?”

Upon hearing this, Nangong Xianweng opened his eyes in surprise and glanced at her. He saw an incredibly potent blood-red flame seed inside Xie Yingying’s body!

This was the legitimate daughter of the Blood Jade Family, with an extremely pure bloodline. Such a girl had also been assigned to Immortal Seed Valley?

Nangong Xianweng said, “It’s not that I have something, but your constitution is special, more sensitive to higher-level spiritual energy.”

He then closed his eyes and continued to rest.

“Constitution? Oh, so you still have something good on you, right? Let me see, okay?” Xie Yingying asked curiously.

Nangong Xianweng turned over.

Xie Yingying muttered “stingy ghost” and then curiously glanced at the other disciples.

Gradually, more than a thousand disciples gathered in the square. They had received orders to wait for the Valley Master to arrive there.

The sun set in the west, and the night was hazy. Tonight’s moonlight was faint yet bright.

The group of young men had waited quite a while and started getting anxious one by one.

“Why hasn’t the Valley Master arrived yet?”

“I want to go back and sleep!”

“There are official disciples watching nearby!”

“What kind of person is the Valley Master? I heard he’s an old man!”

“I want to become an immortal. I wonder how powerful immortals are!”

The noisy chatter was overwhelming.

At that moment,

“Clang! Clang! Clang—”

A clear and cold sword ringing suddenly echoed throughout the entire square.

All the disciples immediately fell silent and looked up at the sky.

Above the horizon, seven sword lights descended from the heavens. The enormous sword shadows were a hundred meters long. All disciples saw them and widened their eyes, frozen in awe!

Green, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple—the seven-colored sword lights broke through the clouds, covering the entire square’s sky. The shimmering waves looked like supreme giant swords, as if about to cut through the firmament!

The seven hundred-meter sword lights interwove and flew in the air, forming a rainbow-colored path leading straight to the farthest sky.

Everyone strained their eyes and saw a youth about one hundred eighty meters tall stepping out from the colorful radiance!

With every step he took, the world echoed with the sound of clashing metal and gold. Golden light bloomed beneath his feet, transforming into countless pure spiritual energies, falling like golden flowers!

The seven giant swords came before the youth. To everyone’s even greater shock, from the sword tips to the hilts, they transformed into seven soaring true dragons of different colors!

Dragon heads, dragon necks, dragon scales, dragon claws, dragon tails—every detail was vivid and lifelike, impossibly real. Their eyes blinked with spiritual intelligence! A faint dragon aura radiated from their bodies, powerful enough to suppress all beings!

Chains extended from the seven true dragons, spontaneously forming a seven-colored carriage frame behind the youth. The youth sat on the carriage frame, letting the seven dragons pull it, flying swiftly in midair.

Among the crowd, Nangong Xianweng’s eyes nearly popped out. He never expected Su Yuan to pull such a grand show!

Was this a bit over the top?

He could tell that those giant swords, the giant youth, and the true dragons were all magical illusions—mere appearances without real power. But the scare factor was definitely real!

Hadn’t he seen all those disciples dumbfounded?

Such an entrance was worthy of being called Nascent Soul transformation!

As they approached the high platform, Su Yuan and the seven dragons gradually shrank until they returned to normal size when standing on the platform. The seven miniature true dragons vividly flew and danced around Su Yuan, then all flew up into the sky and vanished without a trace.

Su Yuan revealed a light cyan Taoist robe, no longer showing anything unusual, looking just like a plain scholar from the mortal world—simple and unpretentious.

The whole crowd remained stunned and silent. These young men who had just entered the Immortal Path had truly opened their eyes. It was their first time seeing real dragons, and the scene containing genuine dragon might was enough to shake their souls and leave an unforgettable impression for life.

And Su Yuan, who could command these true dragons, was even more unforgettable!

Su Yuan secretly glanced at the system panel.

He found that his fame points had increased by 1,324!

Keep in mind, these were just mortals who hadn’t entered the sect yet, providing very few fame points, but now the points gained were extremely high. This showed that the same person could provide vastly different fame points depending on their level of recognition.

Su Yuan withdrew his gaze and looked calmly at all the disciples, his voice plain but echoing in everyone’s ears.

“My name is Su Yuan. My identity is secret. I am temporarily the Valley Master of Immortal Seed Valley and will teach you the basics of cultivation!”

Su Yuan’s tone was even, “You have not yet entered the Way. You do not know the long and arduous path ahead. Countless bones wither on the road to immortality. Only those who come here can harm their reputation. I do not expect you all to become immortals. Simply achieving Nascent Soul transformation and living a long life of ten thousand years is your greatest current goal.”

The disciples were all confused. Even Nangong Xianweng twitched at the corner of his mouth. What simple Nascent Soul transformation? You aren’t even Nascent Soul yet...

“The foundation of Nascent Soul lies in building the Dao foundation and comprehending the Dao meaning. Supreme Spirit Roots naturally possess a trace of Dao meaning. Stimulating this Dao meaning to achieve Nascent Soul transformation is much easier. But how to stimulate it? That requires a legacy, an absolute art. Low-grade Spirit Roots require even higher and better legacies to defy fate and achieve Nascent Soul transformation!”

“These legacies and absolute arts are the root and foundation of the Seven Extremes Sect. But most of you will hardly have the chance to obtain these absolute arts. Even supreme Spirit Root disciples must accumulate contributions to exchange for them. Those who cannot obtain a legacy may only become Golden Core Immortals and live a few hundred years, even if you have perseverance and willpower!”

When these words were spoken, many disciples’ expressions darkened. Obviously, no one was a fool. They knew absolute arts were difficult to learn. Not to mention mastering them, they might not even get the chance to try.

Su Yuan smiled lightly and said, “I was once a low-grade Spirit Root, yet I built a perfect Dao foundation! What is a perfect Dao foundation? It is a Dao foundation that will inevitably achieve Nascent Soul transformation! Obviously, I possess a legacy, but it is not one of the Seven Peaks’. It was created from my comprehension of the classics of predecessors! Low-grade Spirit Root disciples may also attempt to comprehend and cultivate. You are extraordinarily lucky to encounter me as the first to settle in Immortal Seed Valley. I will give you all an opportunity to learn a legacy!”

Upon hearing this, everyone’s eyes lit up, and they looked at Su Yuan with delight.

Su Yuan waved his hand, and 630 books appeared floating in the air.

“I have divided my absolute arts into nine volumes, each containing 70 scriptures. They cover cultivation methods, footwork, formations, runes, sword techniques, astrology, deductions, transformations, and many other categories. If any of you can comprehend all scriptures in the first volume, achieving a high-grade Dao foundation will be effortless.”

“I have placed all 70 scriptures of the first volume into the Scripture Pavilion. After you reach the second layer of Qi Refining, you can go to the Scripture Pavilion to exchange for them yourself. As for higher-level scriptures, you will need to master the first volume or use contribution points to exchange for them in the future!”

Su Yuan waved his hand again. Of the 630 books, 70 flew toward the Scripture Pavilion, and 560 flew toward the Scripture Repository.

Nangong Xianweng looked at the books with sharp eyes. He was already looking forward to seeing what those absolute arts were and what difficulties they might contain.

A few disciples showed disdain on their faces. Their horizons were very high, and ordinary absolute arts were not worthy of their attention.

Su Yuan ignored the disciples’ reactions and said, “Now, begin to draw spiritual energy into your bodies!”

Su Yuan, like an old Valley Master, taught the basic method of drawing energy into the body and burned the Spirit Drawing Incense.

More than a thousand disciples finally snapped out of their repeated shock, sat cross-legged one by one, and began to enter meditation to sense the energy drawing.

When Su Yuan just appeared, he had actually crushed many spirit stones, transforming them into golden flowers that sprinkled over the entire square. At this moment, the spiritual energy in the square was extremely dense, reducing the difficulty of drawing energy into the body by several degrees.

In the shadows, Gu Qingzhu watched this scene silently. Usually, Su Yuan was quite low-key, wasn’t he? Why did he appear so high-profile here in Immortal Seed Valley? This was way too much pretending!

He didn’t know that Su Yuan possessed a fame system. Each time he pretended, his fame would rise. Outside, Su Yuan wouldn’t dare to show off, but here in Immortal Seed Valley, facing a bunch of novices, he could afford to act as much as he wanted. Even if he overdid it, it was fine. If other cultivators heard about his outrageous claims, they would just laugh it off. Who would care about a kindergarten teacher’s incredible talk?