Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying

Smack smack~

Smack smack~

Yang Fushuo and Yang Qiangyou savored their delicious meal.

After all, it was a pot used by an Immortal Emperor in a previous life, truly incomparable in its effectiveness despite the unappetizing appearance and blasé taste.

A robust spiritual power shield appeared around Yang Fushuo and Yang Qiangyou, one that even Yang Fu felt incapable of disturbing.

"Even if a cultivator from the Foundation Establishment Stage exhausted his strength, he wouldn’t be able to break it..."

Although he had joined the Earth Spirit Pavilion for forty years, it was Yang Fu’s first time fighting alongside the Pavilion’s senior brothers and sisters.

Seeing is believing, even after hearing about brother Pot’s powers a hundred times.

Following that, the Immortal Chef Pot made a meal for each person, everyone’s body donned a gigantic spiritual power shield, and they then contentedly proceeded towards the grand entrance of the Dragon God Immortal Palace.

Yang Fu advised, "It won’t be long before cultivators from other regions will arrive. Our biggest advantage is each other. As long as we stand together, I believe, no cultivators below the Foundation Establishment Stage can match us!"

Wu Yi clenched his fist, his face filled with concern.

"No, we can’t be too optimistic. If more than 152 cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Perfection stage attack us simultaneously... we might still be in danger."

Everyone: "..."

"Cut the act, big brother, no one’s watching here."

Hand in hand, their spiritual energy interlinked, they entered the Dragon God Immortal Palace!

Yang Fu held tightly onto Yang Qiangyou’s hand.

"Stay close to me."

"Yes!"

Whoosh~

The group entered the Dragon God Immortal Palace.

After a dizzying moment, Yang Fu opened his eyes.

His hands were empty.

Yang Fu felt a sudden tightness in his chest! He instantly flew up into the air and shouted:

"You’er!"

Yang Qiangyou was nowhere to be seen!!!

Beside him stood no one, and none of the others were there either!

The Dragon God Immortal Palace had separated everyone who entered!

Panic surged within Yang Fu!

"No!"

"You’er’s strength is only at the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer. This place is meant for Foundation Establishment cultivators. If he encounters demon beasts or... other cultivators, he would be utterly defenseless!"

"Brother Pot’s spiritual power shield can only protect him temporarily..."

"Fushuo said the place holds the shadows of myriad tribes; it is certainly not safe. No, I must find You’er quickly!"

If it were any later, it could be...

"Ancestor! Please manifest your spirit. You can see all of us from the Yang family. Please tell me... where is You’er?"

Yang Fu asked anxiously.

"Dad? Are you looking for me?"

On another street, Yang Qiangyou stood up groggily, then ran over following the sound.

"Oh?"

Yang Qiangyou appeared so quickly that Yang Fu struggled to adjust his emotions.

After an awkward moment, Yang Fu took a deep breath.

"Let’s go find some treasures..."

"Dad, let’s find the gems first."

"Oh."

Yang Genshuo, looking at the scene of Yang Fu and Yang Qiangyou, was speechless.

"Seriously, this kid’s luck is just absurd... randomly assigned, yet he ends up right next to Yang Fu."

"Yang Qiangyou is just too hard to kill..."

The buildings inside the Treasure Hall were sculptures of gold, laden with immense spiritual power. Yang Fu felt this was a real spiritual construction!

Training here would be even better than in the best cultivation room of the Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect!

Along the pathways marked with Dragon Clan symbols made of bluestone, they headed towards different parts of the palace.

The two explored inside for a while and didn’t encounter anyone else.

"Seems like it’s just the two of us around here," he said.

"Where is the treasure though? Why wasn’t there any in this great hall just now?"

Yang Fu was puzzled, while the dragon spirit next to him had a look of unfathomable depth:

"Treasures can be hidden in any part of the Treasure Hall, endowed with the ability to camouflage. Only those destined can find them; seeking treasure... the hardest part is indeed the seeking."

"Dad! Here’s a treasure!"

Yang Qiangyou casually flipped over a stone and found a hidden treasure right beneath.

Yang Fu: "Sorry, I didn’t catch that, what was the hardest part again?"

At that moment, the corners of the dragon spirit’s mouth twitched slightly, its dragon face flushed as it took a deep breath:

"Back in the ancient times, do you know who our Dragon Clan’s natural enemy was?"

"The Dragon Clan had a natural enemy? What kind of creature could be so powerful?"

"It was dogs."

"???"

"A dog’s nose could always find the treasures we buried, hence when we Dragons insult each other, we call them... ’dog things.’"

Yang Fu pondered for a moment, feeling something about this ancient tale was a bit... off.

Meanwhile, Yang Qiangyou had dug out the treasure.

A green fruit secured with a dense, golden mesh seal.

Beneath was a base made of white jade, describing the fruit’s name, use, and price.

[Wisdom Fruit]

[From an Innate Spiritual Tree, condensing the Supreme Dao Rhythm and pure spiritual energy; consuming this fruit is equivalent to 10 years of harsh cultivation.]

[Price: 10 gemstones]

A flare of light sparked from the horn on top of the little white dragon’s head, and Yang Fu watched the price change to [5 gemstones].

Clearly, this was his privilege.

The little white dragon said, "A Wisdom Fruit that grants 10 years of cultivation; for a cultivator of your level... consuming it would allow you to break through your current realm immediately!"

Yang Fu’s eyes blazed with fervor.

10 years of cultivation!

He was currently at the eighteenth layer of Qi Cultivation, and after consuming this... he would definitely advance directly to the twentieth layer and possibly beyond!

Yang Fu felt that after the twentieth layer of Qi Cultivation... he would face a threshold. If he could cross it, he would continue cultivating Qi, but if not... he would have to establish his foundation.

With his current accumulations, once he reached the twentieth layer of Qi Cultivation, his Foundation Establishment... would instantly reach Foundation Establishment Perfection.

He could then attempt to break through to the Golden Core by understanding the Dao...

The Yang Family would then become a Golden Core Immortal Clan!

But... Yang Fu was still more curious about what kind of changes would happen at the twenty-first layer of Qi Cultivation.

This [Wisdom Fruit] could let him reach that day ahead of time.

"What a marvelous treasure!"

The little white dragon’s lips curled up: "In this Dragon God Immortal Palace, naturally, all are top-tier treasures, ones that cultivators of your era might never have seen..."

"It’s just unfortunate... although the treasure has been found, collecting [gemstones] is much harder. Even with a 50% discount privilege, you still need a full 5 [gemstones] to exchange for the treasure!"

"If you can’t find them... it’s merely a vain joy."

The little white dragon seemed to thoroughly enjoy dampening Yang Fu’s spirits; it was very happy seeing him unable to acquire the treasure.

But just as he finished speaking, Yang Qiangyou pulled out five dazzlingly brilliant [gemstones] from his pocket and stuffed them into the space beneath the white jade base of the fruit.

With the seal released, Yang Qiangyou got the [Wisdom Fruit] and ran over with a joyful expression:

"Dad, here you go!"

Both Yang Fu and the little white dragon’s eyes went wide.

"Ah??? You’er! Where did you get these [gemstones] from?"

Yang Qiangyou scratched his head.

"I picked them up along the way... I figured there were quite a lot of them."

The little black dragon beside Yang Qiangyou spread its two miniature dragon claws helplessly, its dragon face resigned.

"Although I gave him the privilege of increased luck, this was a bit beyond my expectations."

At that moment, some beings hiding in the shadows felt a chill in their pockets.

They felt as though they had lost something...