Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 1013: Awakenings in the Immortal Spring

Chapter 1013: Awakenings in the Immortal Spring

Those nearby backed away quickly, unsure of what was happening.

"Is martial uncle about to break through? I don’t remember anyone else’s breakthroughs causing such a commotion," someone murmured.

Seongwoo Jin felt somewhat helpless. He had reached the peak of the Soul Formation stage but he still hadn’t made a breakthrough.

Jinhwa Hou rolled his eyes mischievously and called out to Seongwoo Jin on purpose, "Even martial uncle, whose cultivation is one stage lower than yours, has broken through. If you don’t hurry, watch out—our martial aunt might surpass you."

Seongwoo Jin shot him a glare. Why pick the sorest spot?

"Haha! Don’t tell me you’ve been daydreaming about women instead of cultivating?" Jinhwa Hou seized the chance to tease him mercilessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, several female cultivators nearby turned their sharp gazes toward Seongwoo Jin.

Seongwoo Jin felt unjustly accused. I’ve done nothing wrong! Why are they all so sensitive?

"Shut up! Once I break through, let’s spar. I’ll make you cry for your wine on the floor," Seongwoo Jin retorted heatedly.

"Catch up with me first! By the time you break through to the early of the Deity Transformation stage, I’ll already be in the middle of the Deity Transformation stage. Good luck chasing me, because it’s not happening," Jinhwa Hou declared smugly.

"Will you two stop bickering and just focus on cultivating? Please?" Eunbyeol Ling finally snapped, unable to endure their banter any longer.

Both of them turned toward her simultaneously. "Where’s the fun in that?"

"Fine!" Eunbyeol Ling gave up and moved closer to Jirandal Tang and Taeseon Lei. If I can’t win this argument, at least I can get away from them.

Just as the two continued their verbal sparring, another vortex appeared.

"No way." Seongwoo Jin’s gaze snapped to Amalia. "I can understand martial uncle’s case, but what’s up with our martial aunt? How is she causing the same commotion?"

Amalia herself was taken aback. Finally, she could see the Chaos-type Spiritual Vein the old lady had mentioned.

A small, pitch-black fragment of the spiritual veins appeared in her consciousness.

She had never noticed it before. This time, the Chaos-type Spiritual Vein resonated with the Immortal Spring. As it absorbed the energy in massive quantities, its form was finally revealed.

The Chaos-type Spiritual Vein was indeed quite short. No wonder the old lady had said it was weak.

Judging by its size, it was undeniably small and frail.

As the Chaos-type Spiritual Vein unleashed its power, Amalia’s meridians swelled painfully. Her skin, stretched to its limit, began to seep blood that disappeared into the Immortal Spring.

In places hidden from the onlookers, her cultivation was advancing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"My King, I suspect these two human prodigies are no ordinary cultivators. Should we make a move?" someone whispered from a dark corner.

"No," replied a scar-faced man. "No matter how great the threat they pose, we cannot act. That’s not our mission. Remember, under any circumstances, no matter what happens, you must prioritize your assignment."

"What a pity," muttered the subordinate, unwilling to let go of the opportunity. The human prodigies were formidable, but eliminating a few now would be advantageous.

Still, he understood that once the prodigies left the Path of All Immortals, their power would surge. Fortunately, their side had been preparing for that eventuality.

With a loud buzz, a powerful shockwave erupted from Kenny Lin’.

The surrounding Immortal Spring water surged half a meter high, creating massive ripples that swayed the nearby cultivators in the water.

"He’s broken through, as expected," remarked the disciples of the Green Lotus Sect knowingly.

Before their voices faded, another loud noise broke the air—a rushing sound of water being forcefully displaced.

Everyone could feel the dense energy in the atmosphere being pulled toward the source.

It was Amalia. However, her breakthrough was unlike Kenny Lin’’s. Her vortex had grown significantly larger.

The Immortal Spring, which appeared to churn chaotically, was being heavily absorbed by her.

Though most people hadn’t yet noticed this change, downstream, where the body integration stage wandering spirits were cultivating, a few of them suddenly opened their eyes, their keen gazes fixed upstream.

"The flow of the Immortal Spring has slowed down," one of the wandering spirits remarked, frowning.

"There’s a human cultivator breaking through up there," added another.

"No human breakthrough could cause such a commotion. This must be an anomaly. Could this be the source of the disturbances in the Immortal Palace this time?"

"Two gold tokens appeared this year. How many millennia has it been since that happened? At least nine thousand years, I’d wager."

"The last time two purple gold tokens appeared, the Mystic Void Continent witnessed the rise of two peerless prodigies. This time, it seems the same might occur."

"Is that why that person is holding us back? To create an opportunity for these two human cultivators?"

"With three Ancestors restraining him, he still has the energy to target us?"

"Though the Immortal Emperor has fallen, the Immortal Palace was once an artifact of the immortals. If that person doesn’t show up, they can still control the palace remotely."

"How infuriating! If we could get upstream, these weak human cultivators would be nothing to fear."

"Enough. Focus on your cultivation. Our time is limited. We can deal with them later." The first wandering spirit’s voice was cold, brimming with murderous intent, before it closed its eyes again.

Though these wandering spirits appeared united, when faced with danger, who knew which of them would flee first?

Not long after they closed their eyes, the Immortal Spring underwent another transformation.

A crisp birdcall rang out from the misty mountain peaks. A kaleidoscope of brightly colored birds flew in orderly formations, their flight paths forming radiant rainbows across the sky. The harmonious chorus of countless birds brought a lively energy to the otherwise ethereal Immortal Spring.

After circling the area, the birds returned to the peaks. The mist rose again, and in the blink of an eye, they vanished as if they had never been there.

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