You dare to cultivate without money?!

Chapter 1198 801: Immortal Descendant Level 2, My Successor_2

The corpse's eyes were sunken, seemingly gouged out, with empty sleeves, and its limbs appeared to have been severed.

There were also horrifying holes on the head and lower abdomen, as if something had been dug out from within.

The rest of the body was covered in countless scars, no longer recognizable, suggesting it had suffered inhuman torture while still alive.

As Zhang Yu observed the corpse, he felt the power of the [Immortal Descendant] within him stirring restlessly.

The Immortal Space opened in the palm of his hand, like a giant mouth ready to devour, pulling his hand towards the corpse as if to engulf it.

"Brother Dao's Dao Seed... The Immortal Descendant has been triggered?"

Zhang Yu flipped open the Dao Seed Chart in "Yu Shu" and discovered that the upgrade hint for [Immortal Descendant] had changed.

"Devour the ancestor's corpse, merge with the Inheritance Space?"

Zhang Yu looked at the corpse in front of him and tentatively reached out his hand.

In the next instant, the corpse was completely absorbed into the Immortal Space, and then a surge of will erupted from within, as if the long-silent dead was awakening.

Simultaneously, Zhang Yu felt his own will drawn towards it.

In a flash of light, Zhang Yu was astonished to find that the world around him had changed, as if he had entered another realm.

Looking at the surrounding bamboo forest, creek, and distant mountains, Zhang Yu was startled: "Where is this?"

"Zhan Xian?"

"Fu Ji?"

Zhan Xian: "I am here."

Fu Ji: "I am here too."

Gradually, Zhang Yu understood the situation in front of him: "This feeling... It's like watching the memories of the Great Sage Huang Niu before. Except this time, Zhan Xian, Fu Ji, and I are watching together."

"Am I now watching these memories as an observer rather than experiencing them through the Great Sage Huang Niu's perspective?"

As Zhang Yu pondered this, a light laughter came from not far away.

With a thought, Zhang Yu transformed into an invisible phantom, flashing towards the direction of the laughter.

He saw a group of people in Taoist robes gathering on a high platform, listening to a leading Taoist giving a lecture.

The lecturer was tall and handsome, exuding an aura of charisma, seemingly destined to capture everyone's attention.

Listening to his lecture, Zhang Yu sensed it was about ancient Taoist texts, whose obscure content was far less accessible than modern information.

Zhan Xian said: "This is an ancient Wanfa Taoist book, depicting a scene where sect disciples from ancient times attended a lecture."

Zhang Yu's heart stirred: "Could this be a memory of a Wanfa Sect disciple?"

At this moment, the Taoist lecturer said: "Yingxin Heaven, please answer this question."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu swiftly turned his head, looking at the Taoist who stood up to respond.

A small, ordinary-looking Taoist, resembling a passerby, stood up.

Zhang Yu was surprised: "Is he Yingxin Heaven? He looks so..."

Although Zhang Yu didn't finish his sentence, Fu Ji and Zhan Xian understood his meaning.

The Yingxin Heaven before them appeared so unremarkable, it was hard to connect him with the future Immortal who would conquer the Kunxu Level 6.

It was the lecturer, Ling Feng, who looked more like a prodigy of the Wanfa Sect.

And their subsequent performances seemed to confirm Zhang Yu's feelings.

In class, Yingxin Heaven always seemed so unnoticed, so inconspicuous, so ordinary.

While the lecturer, named Ling Feng, always shone brightly, showcasing extraordinary talent.

Through the conversations, Zhang Yu gradually understood that Ling Feng was the head senior brother of the Wanfa Sect, often teaching on behalf of the master, highly esteemed within the sect.

There was also a junior sister named Qi Mengyun, beautiful and pure, who began her cultivation under Ling Feng's guidance, and they grew affectionate for each other.

One day, the sect's ancestor bestowed an opportunity, selecting a group of disciples to enter the Small Realm behind the mountain and seclude for twenty years to comprehend the sect's profound Taoist skills.

Ling Feng, as the head senior brother, was naturally selected among them, carrying great expectations.

But facing the eager expectations of the elders, Ling Feng chose to refuse.

Upon hearing Ling Feng's refusal, Qi Mengyun approached him, speaking sternly: "Why refuse?"

Qi Mengyun earnestly said: "Senior brother, I respect and love you for your noble character and ambition to reach the Immortal Dao Peak. Now, a rare opportunity lies before you, yet you abandon it for a fleeting joy, how will you ever reach the pinnacle of the Immortal Path?"

Under the moonlight, they made a promise that twenty years later... when Ling Feng emerges from seclusion, they will become Dao companions and explore the grand path together.

Watching the scene of the two embracing under the moon, Zhang Yu sighed internally: "Are there truly people like this in Kunxu? I'm finding it hard to adapt."

In the blink of an eye, Ling Feng had been in seclusion in the Small Realm for twenty years.

But due to the Taoist Skill going out of control, the Small Realm was sealed, trapping Ling Feng and his fellow disciples inside.

A century passed before Ling Feng finally gained full control of the Small Realm and emerged.

He eagerly rushed into the sect, searching for the figure who had waited for a hundred years.

But when he arrived brimming with joy at Qi Mengyun's Cave Mansion, he found it already inhabited by someone else.