[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-path-of-immortality":3,"chapter-the-path-of-immortality-the-path-of-immortality-chapter-94":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Path of Immortality",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2271244,4436,"Chapter 94: Revealing the Truth","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-94",94,"\u003Cp>The sky’s light was now at its fiercest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the cicada-wing-thin painted window paper, countless fine dust motes drifted and hovered in the air, like tiny, glittering fireflies in the depths of a stream amid lush vegetation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fu Can had already tumbled into the empty wine jar and slept soundly, snoring steadily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the cushion, Chen Hang held a clean porcelain bottle; his fetal breath circled through his limbs and bones in a peculiar rhythm—sometimes swift as a galloping horse, resonating like the roar of great rivers and tides shaking the pillow, sometimes still as an ancient tortoise, unmoved no matter how the winds of all directions swirled, resting calmly within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With each inhale and exhale, a thread of essence flew from the porcelain bottle into his nostrils, refined by the Qi-Practicing Art into the purest primordial truth, then merged into his own fetal breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each time an essence was consumed, Chen Hang’s fetal breath was nourished, growing slightly stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These essences were gathered from countless beasts and birds slain in Huaiwu Cave, inherently excellent spiritual energy, pure and singular in nature, nearly comparable to talisman coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention that Chen Hang’s cultivation scripture, *The Supreme Primordial Truth Scripture Spoken by the Dao Lord of the Divine Dwelling*, could altogether absorb 129,600 kinds of spiritual energy, called Long Tian Tong Ming, the Total Absorption of All True Ones, eliminating any worry over gathering qi…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in these past few days of cultivation, he had used up more than half the essence in the porcelain bottle; though his fetal breath had grown considerably, it still fell far short of reaching the Sixth Layer of Qi-Practicing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Qi-Practicing Art was practically a bottomless gold-devouring beast!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The resources required for each advancement were staggering—even draining the hundred-year reserves of several small clans or sects might not suffice to reach the Ninth Layer’s pinnacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this rate, he would likely need to exhaust every last drop of essence in the bottle and spend all his talisman coins just to push his Qi-Practicing progress one layer forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for what method he would use after reaching the Sixth Layer to gather enough spiritual energy to enter the Seventh Layer, Chen Hang had no concrete idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t just his Qi-Practicing advancement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Tai Su Jade Body was now at the Fifth Layer of Xuan Realm; to advance further, it too demanded exorbitant costs, requiring vast quantities of spiritual energy, not much less than Qi-Practicing cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One Qi-Practicing practice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One Tai Su Jade Body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both now stood as obstacles on his Dao path, both hinging on spiritual energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For this reason, Chen Hang’s hope of entering the Flower Goddess Mansion after escaping the Abyss had grown even stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flower Goddess Mansion was at least a giant among the Immortal Dao sects of the Southern Region; whether its Celestial Grotto was truly as rumored, he could not say—but its Blessed Lands and spiritual veins were certainly abundant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With spiritual energy, half the obstacles on his Dao path would vanish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention all the true teachings, elixirs, and talisman texts within the Flower Goddess Mansion—if he could obtain them, the path ahead would be wide open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Chen Hang pondered thus,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fu Can in the wine jar suddenly twitched his ears, then let out a drunken burp, slowly climbing out, propping his arms on the rim, and saying to Chen Hang:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The stench of dried fish turning sour and rotten seems to be drawing near. If this old ancestor’s guess is right, that demon lord is coming again—this time, he’ll likely use the pretext of teaching the Dao to take you personally to meet his master!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang stopped his movements, ceased absorbing the essence, sealed the porcelain bottle, and put it into his Qiankun bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up at the window’s daylight, frowned slightly, then checked the vitality levels of his five viscera, and immediately determined the exact hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Earlier they promised the lecture would begin at Shen Hour; now it’s barely past Wu Hour, only just entering Wei Hour—over an hour early.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang mused inwardly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yuan’s escape using the Flying Fortune Fruit must have shocked the Huaiwu Cave Lord greatly, unsettling his heart so much that he’s repeatedly sent Chai Zhonghong to check on me, suspecting I might vanish too…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now he’s moved the lecture time forward even earlier—he’s clearly lost patience.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yangsheng had already used the Flying Fortune Fruit yesterday, fleeing a hundred thousand li away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before leaving, he had visited Chen Hang to ask about methods to conceal his blood and qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Yuan Yangsheng’s own account, he was heading to the western reaches of Dongmi Province, to Jiwei Mountain, to investigate rumors of a heavenly Gang qi called “Qiong Tai Yang Gang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiwei Mountain was rife with snakes and gold-jade, boasting nine perilous wonders, where howling Gang winds surged fiercely like coiled dragons; not only mortals, but even cultivators who carelessly got swept into the wind’s eye would be buried and perish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the peak of Jiwei Mountain, legend claimed a whole rock pool of “Qiong Tai Yang Gang” remained untainted by evil qi, of exceptional quality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With nothing else to do, Yuan Yangsheng planned to journey westward to get a general sense of the place, climb Jiwei Peak himself, and investigate the rumored “Qiong Tai Yang Gang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the western reaches of Dongmi Province vastly surpassed the impoverished lands of the Southern Region—its spiritual energy was so abundant it nearly filled and overflowed the sky; only such splendor could match the title of Xudu Tian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Precisely because of this rich spiritual energy, the cultivation sects of the west were far more prosperous than those of the Southern Region, and moreover, the main mountain of the Huzhao Sect—one of the Eight Sects and Six Clans—lay in the extreme west.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The western lands were truly a chaotic, perilous realm, teeming with demonic forces and surging calamitous qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yangsheng feared the demonic sects might target his body, turning him into a corpse-iron zombie, a flying night demon, or other demonic puppet, so before departing, he specifically visited Chen Hang to learn methods of suppressing his bodily qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, cultivators specializing in physical cultivation like him had always been the favored prey of demonic sects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether used to forge city corpses into puppets, stripped of their minds to become guardian deities, or directly drained of their qi to brew elixirs, they were all excellent materials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dao texts recorded that the Huzhao Sect had repeatedly launched expeditions beyond the heavens, exterminating numerous martial lands and realms, even clashing fiercely with martial cultivators of Zhenwu Tian—precisely because the vigorous blood and qi of martial cultivators were an irreplaceable divine medicine for demonic cultivators, a supreme tonic…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the method Chen Hang used to suppress his qi was the *Scattering Shadow and Condensing Form Art* passed down by Wei Lingjiang… this technique required a foundation in Immortal Dao, and only by studying the “Great Formless Constant True Qi” transmitted by the Empty Daoist could one find the path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He studied the “Supreme Primordial Truth,” and though he had somehow mastered this art, he could offer Yuan Yangsheng no golden advice—only a few key points on qi circulation, then gave up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Yangsheng’s escape using the Flying Fortune Fruit was soon discovered by the Huaiwu Cave Lord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man sent his second disciple, a Purple Palace high adept named Chai Zhonghong, to repeatedly visit under the pretense of offering comfort and reassurance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He feared Chen Hang, like Yuan Yangsheng,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>might vanish without warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since that damn Huaiwu Cave Lord wants you to attend his lecture, then it’s time for this old ancestor to use his Ten-Thousand-Li Seeing Talisman.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fu Can sighed heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little old man leapt onto Chen Hang’s shoulder, burped, and shook his head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To be honest, after these few days together, this old ancestor has noticed—you’re nothing like your father, and far kinder than your brothers… Now that we’re nearing parting, I truly feel a pang of reluctance!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’re so sentimental, why not tell me the truth about my origins before we part?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang smiled faintly and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who was my birth father? What was his name? Is he alive or dead? Where is he now? What is his condition?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And who are my brothers?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He expected Master Fu Can to dodge the question as usual, jesting and evading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unexpectedly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fu Can fell into an unusually long silence…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little old man sat on Chen Hang’s shoulder, stroking his white beard, his face etched with sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it! We spirits of plants and trees are too soft-hearted! Too kind! If I tell you, that man will surely be displeased, and might even secretly hold a grudge against this old ancestor—bringing me nothing but trouble!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, it violates the Tai Fu Palace’s longstanding rule of never meddling in worldly affairs; Pei Zhi will surely give me a cold look again, nose out of joint, eyes narrowed—driving me mad!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You don’t understand… Tai Fu Palace has endured since the ancient Dao Court era precisely because we never interfere in any affairs! That’s why both the Immortal and Demon paths respect and revere us—we’re respected among the Eight Sects of Immortal Dao, and even the Six Demon Clans maintain good relations with us! They won’t dare strike!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fu Can exhaled a pure, ethereal wood-green qi upward, hesitating, words unspoken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Fu Palace’s few interventions in the mortal world were always forced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most recent one\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was still during the “Zhonglang Catastrophe”…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that time, the Daoist rebel Lu Yusheng used boundless power to pierce through the Gang layer, and together with several Buddhas and Supreme Ones, resisted the power of the “Grand Yi Nine Palaces Inverted Reversal Array.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the Dao Lords of the Eight Sects and Six Clans were held back by Zhu Jingtian, Wu Liangguang Tian, and other heavenly forces,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yusheng prepared to lift the entire Zhonglang Province and carry it away beyond the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, even the current Sect Master of Tai Fu Palace was forced to act, forming a deadly strike with thirty-three Supreme Pure Talismans, ruthlessly severing half of Lu Yusheng’s primordial spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though aided by the Buddhas and Supreme Ones, Lu Yusheng still managed to flee Xudu Tian with half his primordial spirit, dragging the whole Zhonglang Province with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But those thirty-three Supreme Pure Talismans of the Tai Fu Palace Sect Master had delayed Lu Yusheng’s cultivation by tens of thousands of years, nearly torturing him to death, and his wounds remain unhealed to this day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Had the Immortal and Demon paths not been mutually suspicious and unwilling to risk their full strength, even with Zhu Jingtian and Wu Liangguang Tian pulling desperately, Lu Yusheng might never have escaped Xudu Tian. What a pity, what a pity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fu Can felt deeply troubled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But the last time Tai Fu Palace interfered in the mortal world was during the ‘Zhonglang Catastrophe’—an event that shook the entire cosmos! How insignificant is this boy compared to that catastrophe!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I break the rules now and tell him the truth, I’ll offend Chen Yushu and make this future Dao Lord harbor a grudge against Tai Fu Palace—it would be utterly unjustifiable…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was about to firmly refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the words reached his lips, his heart softened, and he hesitated again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...This old ancestor truly is a knife-tongued, tofu-hearted soul! How can a kind soul like me survive in this treacherous Nine Provinces and Four Seas?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After countless conflicting thoughts, he fell silent for a long while—then suddenly slapped his thigh, as if struck by an idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once you activate this Ten-Thousand-Li Seeing Talisman, I’ll reveal the full truth to you then…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember! Time is tight—only one chance! If you miss it, it’s your fault!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang blinked slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fu Can said no more, crouched, leapt up, and slammed his whole body into Chen Hang’s head, transforming into a green light that vanished into his skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang slowly reached up and touched his third eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, he felt a strange sensation—as if with a mere thought, he could activate the Ten-Thousand-Li Seeing Talisman formed by Master Fu Can.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never expected the old ancestor would finally tell me the truth. What a surprise.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, Chen Hang lowered his complex gaze and bowed, sighing:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heng thanks the old ancestor for his mercy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his mind, only a cold “hmph” echoed, then silence fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang smiled and took out the Golden Light Divine Talisman that Wei Lingjiang had given him, activating it against his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a burst of golden light, he rose from the meditation cushion, gently stretched his limbs, feeling neither heaviness nor discomfort, nor any extraordinary sensation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when he gazed into the mirror did his pupils briefly shimmer with an extremely faint, glittering gold—but when he focused closely, it vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the mirror, the eyes of the man within remained as deep and ink-black as a bottomless abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Golden Light Divine Talisman is said to be a treasure even Primordial Spirit True Persons cherish? Yet I, a Qi Condensation cultivator, was given it just to deal with a Heavenly Demon and a Cultivation of the Void Cave Lord?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang shook his head and let the thought go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply resumed sitting on the cushion, waiting for the Cave Lord of Huaiwu to send someone to summon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after—barely half a stick of incense later—the sound of knocking came at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang opened the door and saw, a few steps away, a purple-robed Daoist, ancient-faced and painfully thin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Greetings, High Functionary.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang bowed deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man was the second disciple of the Cave Lord of Huaiwu, Gao Gong, a Purple Mansion cultivator named Chai Zhonghong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Yuan Yang’s escape, Chai Zhonghong had repeatedly come to check on Chen Hang, and they had grown familiar with each other’s faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Chen, no need for formalities.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chai Zhonghong smiled and said, “I’ve come today to escort the top three of you to the lecture. The carriage is ready outside—come with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your humble servant understands.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang turned back, shut the door, and bowed with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had arrived an hour early, yet seeing Chen Hang so punctual, Chai Zhonghong was slightly surprised—and his smile deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This fool probably thinks he’s getting an extra hour of teaching—what a laugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sneered inwardly, but his face remained expressionless as he gestured vaguely toward the stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet before they had taken more than a few steps, footsteps suddenly echoed from the staircase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking up, Wei Lingjiang froze upon seeing the two in the corridor, her brow slightly furrowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isn’t it supposed to be the Shen hour? Why so early?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang was also slightly startled to see her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chai Zhonghong glanced at Wei Lingjiang, gave a slight nod, and turned to descend—when she suddenly reached out to stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“High Functionary, my brother and I have a few words to exchange—could you spare a few breaths?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After the lecture ends, Brother Chen will return himself—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We are Dao companions. We have private matters to discuss!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Lingjiang spoke coolly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chai Zhonghong, who had been about to refuse, was taken aback. He looked from Wei Lingjiang to Chen Hang’s impassive face behind her, then suddenly understood—and smiled knowingly as he bowed and descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please take your time—but hurry, lest our Master wait too long.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His figure faded with the receding footsteps, soon gone from sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The space fell abruptly silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister, you were lying again just now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Hang spoke calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Wei Lingjiang glared at him, clenching her teeth in silent fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank you to Xianling Zui Yin Shan Feng for 500 points, to Zhixing Heyi Shendu for 280 points, to Si Shi Liao Wu for 200 points, to BookFriend_ca for 100 points, to Dawn Shattered for 100 points, to ViolatedNickname819 for 100 points, to Heart Holds It for 100 points.\u003C\u002Fp>",2694,"2026-06-19T22:29:59.276Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","fe9c4eae2d98da171a0c926a73b272fa549873561fd2e25d02a13f5f30d5e6db","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-95","the-path-of-immortality-chapter-93",545,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-path-of-immortality-cover.jpg"]