Yi Qianmo found himself surrounded by a silvery-white world, and strange images appeared before his eyes. These images were continuous, initially moving slowly, but accelerating rapidly over time.
"Cultivation... Immortal Clan... Sword Techniques... Immortal Realm... The Longevity Emperor!"
The images in his eyes kept shifting, and when they finally stopped, he felt his mind almost explode. "This is... a memory... a cultivation memory!"
What was rapidly flowing before him was a complete memory, detailing the entire life of a person, and this person was actually the Longevity Emperor of the Immortal Realm!
"The Immortal Realm!"
In Yi Qianmo's eyes, immortals were already unattainable beings, but the owner of this memory had surpassed immortals, entered the Immortal Realm, and become a supreme being, a Great Emperor!
"No matter who you are, since you can break the seal I placed, you are a descendant of my lineage..."
A voice filled with the vicissitudes of time echoed in his mind. Yi Qianmo snapped out of his shock, not in the dungeon, but in a silvery-white space.
This voice belonged to the owner of this memory, the Eternal Emperor named Yi Haoran.
In his narration, he had already perished, and this was a sword pellet he left behind. Yi Qianmo was currently within the space of this sword pellet.
His demise was due to a scheme by a powerful enemy.
But at the moment of his fall, he released the sword pellet he had cultivated, setting a restriction that only a descendant possessing his lineage could open it.
"A sword pellet?"
Yi Qianmo recalled the things his grandfather had given him when he married into the Yu family. "Grandpa gave it to me. It was just a small piece of skin. He told me to memorize the sword incantation on it and then swallow it. Where was the sword pellet?"
Just as he was wondering, the voice came again: "I know those guys will kill me outright, giving me no chance to revive. So when the sword pellet escaped, it turned into a mortal. Even if my descendants want to unlock it, they must have unwavering willpower and endure great sorrow and pain..."
Yi Qianmo then understood. This Eternal Emperor had deceived his enemies, creating a smokescreen, and using non-celestial methods to conceal the sword pellet.
"Since you can unlock the sword pellet's seal, you will become my successor. The sword pellet will be at your disposal. Do not easily reveal the sword pellet and the Great Yi Sword Treasury within it, especially the Sword Treasury! Otherwise..."
The last sentence was both an admonition and a warning.
Yi Qianmo was terrified. If it weren't for the lingering pain of his recent ordeal, he would have thought it was a dream!
But he knew it wasn't. He had received the inheritance of a Great Emperor, and he couldn't believe he possessed the lineage of a Celestial Emperor.
Even with his extraordinary upbringing, Yi Qianmo found it difficult to calm his excitement.
"Although the seal on this sword pellet has been broken, my ancestor still placed a seal on me, showing how deeply he feared his enemies!"
Yi Qianmo couldn't imagine what the Celestial Realm was; in his eyes, even immortals were beyond his reach.
After a long while, he finally calmed his agitation. Although these memories had entered his mind, they were sealed in many segments, almost one segment per realm.
In his ancestor's words, if one were to receive all the memories at once, not only would an ordinary cultivator be rendered an i***t, but even a Golden Immortal descending to earth would become an i***t.
After much thought, Yi Qianmo finally integrated the first memory into his mind, a memory spanning nearly sixty years.
In that memory, the first realm he encountered was the Qi Refining stage.
Mortal cultivation is divided into third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, Acquired, and the highest, Innate realm!
That was the realm Yi Qianmo had always dreamed of, because once he reached the Innate realm, even if he wasn't invincible in Qingyun City, he wouldn't have to worry about being bullied, and the Yi family would no longer face annihilation.
However, the Innate realm wasn't even the threshold for becoming an immortal. Only by breaking through to the Innate realm, advancing to the Qi Refining stage, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and converting true qi into spiritual power, could one achieve the methods of an immortal.
“My current realm…”
After the voice disappeared, Yi Qianmo opened his eyes, only to be greatly surprised, “Peak of the Acquired realm!”
He discovered that he had directly surpassed the first three realms of martial artists, reaching the Acquired realm directly.
Most incredibly, the tendons in his hands and feet that Yu Wei had severed had completely healed. Aside from a slightly gaunt face, his skin was so supple it looked like it could be squeezed for water.
"Such powerful true energy!"
Yi Qianmo tried circulating his true energy according to the method he remembered. Instantly, a surge of powerful true energy erupted from his dantian, filling his entire body.
His shattered dantian and the restored true energy, like a raging flame, did not scorch him.
He knew this was the effect of his Ninefold True Energy!
"Yu Wei said she had stepped into the Immortal Realm, and should be at the first level of Qi Refining now."
Yi Qianmo slowly stood up, a glint of killing intent flashing in his eyes. "The first level of Qi Refining is merely the threshold of the Immortal Realm, Yu Wei!"
Even though he had only unlocked the seal on the first segment of his memory, Yi Qianmo's vision now far surpassed Yu Wei's, even exceeding that of the entire Qingyun City—sixty years, a full cycle of sixty years of memories!
"Originally, I only practiced the sword technique to deal with the major families. I still harbored feelings for you, Yu Wei, but..."
Yi Qianmo wasn't an unreasonable person, but today's events had escalated his hatred for Yu Wei and the Yu family to the level he felt when he witnessed his father's tragic death. "I never expected you to be so ruthless and vicious! You just wait, I will make you repay this humiliation tenfold!"
"Why did Miss keep him alive? Why not just kill him and tell the Yi family he died of an illness?"
A voice came from the passageway leading to the dungeon.
"I don't know either, but since Miss said she's destroyed his dantian, that's equivalent to destroying all his foundation."
"The steward deliberately delayed for a few days; we don't know if he's dead or not."
The voice grew closer, and soon two young men dressed as guards entered. Seeing Yi Qianmo standing there, his face flushed, they were startled.
After a moment of eye contact, Yu Dong, the leader, didn't suspect anything, because the young lady had said that after destroying his dantian, she had given him a celestial elixir.
Seeing Yi Qianmo's current state, the supervisor felt it was a waste of his talents and said with disdain, "Have you thought it through? You only have one chance to choose."
Yi Qianmo recognized them; these were the two guards responsible for watching over him, Yu Dong and Yu Xi.
Over the years, every time they brought him food, they would dump it on the ground and take away his chopsticks, forcing him to beg for food like a dog.