Chapter 17: The Ancient Immortals

Lu Jin handed the secret manual of Ni Sheng San Chong to Luo Fu without the slightest hesitation.

He even kindly began explaining his own experiences with Ni Sheng San Chong to Luo Fu.

Although in his own understanding, Lu Jin’s knowledge of Ni Sheng San Chong was inherited from Zuo Ruotong’s experience—and Zuo Ruotong was undoubtedly impatient and greedy—most of these experiences were still correct; yet inevitably, there were errors and omissions, which Luo Fu would have to discern for himself.

However, given Luo Fu’s current understanding of Ni Sheng San Chong, even if there were mistakes, he could not detect them, for his abilities mostly came from the Ninja World and Demon Slayer World.

Those two worlds might surpass the Yi Ren Zhi Xia system in combat power, but in their understanding of the essence of life, they were certainly inferior.

The chakra of the Ninja World originated from the Ancestor of Chakra, the goddess Otsutsuki Kaguya; apart from the six-path sage and his brother and Kaguya Otsutsuki, everyone in the Ninja World possessed technique but no Dao.

They all studied only the techniques of chakra—perhaps touching slightly on the realm of law—but made no progress whatsoever on the Dao.

The Demon Slayer World was even worse in this regard than the Ninja World.

If one truly wished to forge a path to heaven, then Luo Fu’s hope lay either in waiting for new individuals to appear in the shared space and letting the masters carry him along, or in carving out his own heavenly path within the Yi Ren Zhi Xia world.

From the moment he regained his childhood memories until now, perhaps due to his lack of talent and innate potential, Zhang Luofu had been unable to transcend the realm of the Yiren; yet theoretically, he was no less capable than those from prestigious sects, merely holding biased views on certain cultivation bottlenecks.

But in breadth of knowledge, he was no less than those who had learned from countless sources.

Lu Jin’s guidance on Ni Sheng San Chong now filled the final gap in Zhang Luo Fu’s understanding.

Three days!!

Merely on the third day after encountering Ni Sheng San Chong, Zhang Luo Fu successfully entered the first level.

Primordial qi filled his entire body; the instant he entered this realm, his appearance underwent a tremendous transformation.

His black hair instantly turned pure white; he looked like jade carved by divine hands, yet strangely radiated an ancient, mountain-like steadiness.

The first level of Ni Sheng San Chong inherently strengthened the body and rendered it indestructible, even surpassing the effects of top-tier hardening arts; yet in terms of dual cultivation of life and nature, it surpassed even the Golden Light Spell.

On Luo Fu, this trait was further amplified.

Beyond that, the most unexpected change was Luo Fu’s own physical transformation.

Yes!!

Upon entering the first level of Ni Sheng San Chong, the black wings born from the Demon Slayer Luo Fu’s mutation now manifested as real, pure white wings; at a glance, Luo Fu’s appearance resembled the angels of modern legends in the three Abrahamic faiths.

The Seven Sins Eye on his forehead also underwent a subtle, temporarily inexplicable change.

After witnessing Luo Fu’s Ni Sheng San Chong state, not only were the members of the Lu Family Clan stunned, but even Lu Jin, the sole heir of the San Yi Sect, was left speechless.

“A… angel?” Lu Linglong’s eyes sparkled as if filled with tiny stars.

Indeed, Luo Fu’s Ni Sheng San Chong state, beyond becoming nearly divine and pure white, exuded a sacred yet sinister allure—a product of some mysterious chemical reaction between the Seven Sins Eye and Ni Sheng San Chong.

Not only Lu Linglong, but even Zhi Jinhua and Bai Shixue, under Luo Fu’s Ni Sheng San Chong state, blushed like lovestruck maidens.

Even compared to them, Lu Linglong was the one with the highest life cultivation.

Lu Jin frowned in confusion and said, “I… I have never heard that Ni Sheng San Chong could produce such changes. But it doesn’t matter!! After the San Yi Sect was destroyed, all its scriptures and records are now in the Lu family’s possession—I will investigate the elders’ experiences. Still, I feel this boy’s transformation may not be a bad thing.”

“This is definitely not a bad thing! He’s become an angel!” Zang Long couldn’t help but complain: “Now Luo Fu just needs a halo on his head!! But the San Yi Sect was clearly a traditional Daoist sect—how could it turn someone into an angel?”

Zang Long’s confusion was precisely what most of the Lu Family Clan members were curious about.

After a moment of thought, Lu Jin said uncertainly, “Perhaps it’s because of this boy’s innate ability! His ability, the Seven Sins, originated from the Western system. And don’t be so ignorant—don’t Itachi know that ancient immortals who achieved transcendence had wings?”

“I remember now!!” Zhi Jinhua, the smartest among them, despite being drawn to Luo Fu’s strange allure, quickly recalled the many ancient Daoist descriptions of transcendence upon Lu Jin’s reminder.

In ancient times, the process of transcendence indeed included the phenomenon known as “feather transformation,” which precisely depicted the emergence of wings.

Yes, in simple terms, the ancient immortals’ so-called transcendence truly meant cultivating wings and flying into the heavens!!

“Feather transformation has two interpretations: one is cultivating wings, the other is the transcendence process, where radiant light resembles countless feathers—hence the term ‘feather transformation and transcendence’!” Zhi Jinhua suddenly paused, staring in shock at Lu Jin: “Lu Lao!! Luo Fu has already grown wings merely by entering the first level of Ni Sheng San Chong—if his wings grow more, or if he fully transforms into a feathered being, could he then truly transcend and become an immortal?”

Lu Jin could not answer that question.

Indeed, no predecessor of the San Yi Sect had ever experienced Luo Fu’s condition; and even though Lu Jin had lived over a hundred years, he had never seen anyone truly transcend.

After much deliberation, Lu Jin finally said, “I’ll first check the records left by our predecessors. If I can’t find answers, I’ll swallow my pride and ask Zhang Zhiwei, that old Daoist hermit!”

As he spoke, Lu Jin repeatedly warned Luo Fu to stop immediately if he felt anything amiss during his cultivation of Ni Sheng San Chong.

Afterward, Lu Jin plunged into the vast sea of San Yi Sect scriptures, including the Lu family’s own library.

(End of Chapter)