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A Record of A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Chapter 799: Spirit Transference Technique 🌀

Published: September 9, 2025

Chapter 796: Spirit Transference Technique

“Old monster, when you possessed the puppet’s body, didn’t you ever consider moving your primordial spirit away from the puppet? With your intellect and having created this technique, it shouldn’t be difficult, right? After all, you personally established the Great Yin Technique,” Han Li said lightly after a moment of silence.

“Do you think the ‘Spirit Transference Technique’ I use is simple? Back then, I was so confident in my intellect that no one in the world could surpass me. Because of that, I was distracted by too many things. Not only did I create the Great Yin Technique, a secret method that could strengthen spiritual awareness, but I also founded the Thousand Bamboo Sect and researched the long-lost puppet technique from Tian Nan. Just these alone consumed most of my remaining lifespan. Moreover, I had to cultivate various cultivation techniques to advance my cultivation base to the late nascent soul stage, so I could dominate a region without rivals.”

“Dominate a region? No rivals?” Han Li’s expression twisted oddly upon hearing this.

“What’s wrong? You think I’m boasting? When I reached my peak cultivation, I was always low-key and proud. I only challenged famous cultivators and never publicized my victories. So, the only cultivators who knew my name were the top elites. Take Tian Nan, for instance, the two old guys who were famed as the best cultivators of both the righteous and demonic paths—both were my defeated foes. They were so thoroughly beaten that they willingly ceded the far western land to me as the foundation of my sect and withdrew their forces from there. Otherwise, do you really think a mere desert would stop Tian Nan cultivators from touching the far western land? You should know that even the poorest far western land is the size of two countries, enough to support many great sects,” the Great Yin Divine Lord said proudly.

“You conquered the far western land?” Han Li was speechless.

“Not only that, I made those two old men swear a poison oath that for ten thousand years, neither they nor their disciples would set foot there,” the old man said with some pride.

“With their status, they would obey such an oath?” Han Li twitched his mouth, finding it hard to believe.

“If they refused, I’d wipe out their disciples completely. Do you think I’m weak and indecisive? As for those who would rely on their numbers to attack me, I forged thousands of puppets—I’m not just sitting idle. Yet, even now, cultivators of both the righteous and demonic paths haven’t invaded the far western land. That surprises me. Could it be that they have truly honored their ancestors’ words to this day?” The Great Yin Divine Lord was somewhat puzzled.

Han Li fell silent.

This old monster was either bragging or had been utterly terrifying back then. Even if all those thousands of puppets were only foundation establishment stage, that alone was terrifying.

As for whether the righteous and demonic cultivators refrained from invading the far western land because of the oath or simply because the place was remote and barren, Han Li didn’t bother to ponder. It was none of his business.

Just as Han Li was astonished, the old man’s sigh echoed in his mind.

“When I had achieved all this and believed I stood at the pinnacle of the immortal cultivation world, I realized I had made a fatal mistake. My lifespan was limited, yet I was still stuck in the late nascent soul stage. No matter how extraordinary my talent and intellect were, the remaining mere two hundred years wouldn’t allow me to break through into the transformation spirit realm. Had I not been distracted by puppet techniques or creating cultivation methods, I believe entering the transformation spirit realm wouldn’t have been difficult. Otherwise, I would have ascended to the Spiritual Realm long ago. Instead, I was trapped in a puppet body for over ten thousand years, nearly driven to soul dispersal.” The Great Yin Divine Lord’s voice grew heavy and depressed.