Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 991 - 482: Immortal Prison Order, Secrets of the Immortal Prison (2)

While fellow cultivators find the remains of demon cultivators utterly useless, he holds the unique power to harness them.

To him, demon cultivators and demons alike represent nothing short of premium fertilizer.

Handled with care, these can transform into invaluable assets for cultivation.

"You’re Guan Tianqi, aren’t you? Relax, I’m not here to end your life—I’ve come to rescue you."

Jiang Fan quickly discerned Guan Tianqi’s inner doubts and addressed them head-on.

"Rescue me?"

"Senior, we’re strangers who’ve never crossed paths—why would you step in to help?"

These words only deepened Guan Tianqi’s confusion.

Yet he understood that a figure appearing to be at the Refining Void stage wouldn’t stoop to trickery against him.

After all, as a mere Nascent Soul cultivator of average standing, what value could he possibly hold for deception?

Even conceding the point, should deceit occur, mere survival would still count as a victory.

For mortals, the greatest terror lies in utter worthlessness.

Should usefulness emerge, perhaps existence could turn tolerable.

"It’s fate, pure fate that drew us together."

"Simply put, you can rest assured of your survival this round."

"That said, with so many prestigious clans hunting you down, lingering here is no longer viable."

"If you’re thinking of journeying elsewhere, what destination calls to you?"

A faint smile played on Jiang Fan’s lips, as he chose not to delve into details.

Excessive clarity might erode his enigmatic aura.

Far preferable to remain an enigma, leaving the counterpart forever pondering.

"Fate? A journey to where?"

At these remarks, Guan Tianqi grew utterly perplexed, struggling to grasp the enigmatic senior’s cryptic utterances, though he detected sincere benevolence radiating from the man.

Maybe, just maybe, escape from death awaited him now.

"Senior, this Ice Prison bites with unrelenting frost, chilling straight to the marrow."

"If you’re asking my preference, I’d head to a spot with some real warmth."

Guan Tianqi offered a wry grin, voicing his deepest longing.

In truth, enduring the Ice Prison’s grip for so many years felt like eternal torment in a frozen abyss.

Every instant brought stabbing iciness.

Without reaching elite cultivation levels, even basking in sunlight becomes a forbidden luxury.

The majority must slink about only under cover of darkness, their outings fleeting at best.

Half his lifetime’s recollections intertwined with relentless chill and gnawing famine.

When questioned on his ideal haven, warmth naturally beckoned—anything to evade a frozen demise.

Truth be told, this yearning echoed through most souls born in the Ice Prison.

"A warmer locale? Simple enough."

"I’ll whisk you there in no time."

Jiang Fan’s smile remained subtle.

To him, such a feat amounted to little more than a trifle.

Across the prior year, he had scattered countless spatial markers throughout the Great Xuan Dynasty.

Essentially, anywhere Primordial Alliance affiliates gathered, his spatial anchors lay embedded.

At will, the Gate of the Void could ferry him to those spots.

"Senior, you’ve spared my life."

"I possess nothing worthy to offer in return."

"During my venture into the Profound Earth Secret Realm, I claimed a strange artifact."

"Sadly, despite endless scrutiny, its enigmas elude me entirely."

"Thus, I’d like to present it to you—perhaps fate intends it for your hands."

With that, Guan Tianqi drew forth a token of somber gold from his form, roughly the span of a hand, crafted from some arcane substance, etched with arcane symbols brimming with profound might.

He extended it toward Jiang Fan with utmost reverence.

"Snatched from the Profound Earth Secret Realm? And you’d surrender it so freely?"

"Or do you seek a favor in exchange?"

Jiang Fan refrained from inspecting the somber gold token right away; instead, his gaze fixed on Guan Tianqi.

"Indeed, senior."

"I realize my position bars me from ever returning to Profound Abyss City."

"Yet my uncle lies wounded."

"If it’s within your power, senior, I beg you to aid in his salvation."

"From the Profound Earth Secret Realm, I secured a spiritual herb capable of mending his wounds."

Guan Tianqi’s expression turned grave as he spoke.

He recognized that departing without action would doom his gravely hurt uncle to certain death.

Thus, come what may, he yearned to deliver this boon to his uncle Guan Gu—a gesture of gratitude for years of guidance, lest guilt forever plague him.

"Understood, such a task poses no challenge."

Jiang Fan dismissed it with a casual wave.

For him, it truly ranked as inconsequential.

His avatar, stationed in Profound Abyss City, stood ready to convey the spiritual herb at any moment.

Boom~~

Ere Guan Tianqi could utter another word, an overwhelming soul force descended, swiftly stripping him of all defiance and plunging him into unconsciousness.

Truthfully, Jiang Fan sought to conceal the Gate of the Void’s existence.

Thus, rendering the man insensate proved the optimal path.

Whoosh!

In a flash, Jiang Fan summoned the Gate of the Void, linking to a spatial marker within the Great Xuan Dynasty, and hurled the limp Guan Tianqi through.

Moments later, Guan Tianqi had fled the Ice Prison’s clutches, materializing amid the Great Xuan Dynasty.

Naturally, concerns over mishaps befalling Guan Tianqi didn’t plague him.

With Immortal Destiny ignited, fortune surges forth, rendering death a distant impossibility.

Besides, braving sundry trials could hasten Guan Tianqi’s advancement.

"Fate whispered that aiding this soul would yield unforeseen gains—might it be this enigmatic token?"

"What manner of token lurks here? Fate itself steered me to this spot."

Jiang Fan’s intrigue toward the somber gold token intensified.

He examined it meticulously, discovering a token forged from exotic matter, impervious to harm; none of his efforts marred it even slightly.

Regrettably, infusing it with primordial magical power failed to stir the token to life.

Evidently, awakening it demanded the essence of destiny’s force.

After all, this potency neared absolute supremacy, unyielding through countless eras.

Boom~~

With this realization, Jiang Fan wasted no time, promptly expending his vast reserves of luck points.

A ethereal force surged into the somber gold token without delay.

At once, the inert relic stirred to life, as though rousing from eons of dormancy, its array of arcane symbols igniting in brilliance.

Thud~

The instant after, a thread of Jiang Fan’s soul slipped into the token, forging a bond, and he wholly claimed this arcane relic.

Immortal Prison Order!

Suddenly, a veiled transmission emanated from the somber gold token, unveiling its true nature: the Immortal Prison Order.

Then, yet another dispatch flowed into his being.

[Holder: Jiang Fan]

[Identity: Ninth Grade Prison Guard]

[Authority: Bearers of this token may roam the Immortal Prison freely, shielded from its aura’s corrosion, empowered to unseal the Immortal Prison Gate]

What?!

A arcane surge from the somber gold token cloaked Jiang Fan completely, weaving an enigmatic shield around him.

Thanks to this arcane shield, the omnipresent frigidity encircling him vanished in a heartbeat.

No—rather, it stood repelled beyond the arcane shield’s bounds.

Invasion into his form proved impossible.

Even more startling, he perceived boundless spiritual qi woven through the heavens and earth.

For him now, the Ice Prison’s spiritual qi shed its peril, emerging as a profound boon.

This arcane shield sifted out the glacial essence.

Hence, he could draw in the Ice Prison’s celestial and terrestrial spiritual qi without restraint.

The advantages this bestowed upon him soared beyond reckoning.

Cultivation’s pace could surge well over twofold.

"Prison Guard? Does this mark the bureaucracy of the Ice Prison?"

"In the Immortal Realm’s day, did sentinels abound here?"

"Yet calamity struck, scattering the guards to oblivion?"

"Still, for a prison, the presence of wardens rings logical."

Jiang Fan’s fascination with the Immortal Prison Order swelled further.

His instincts assured him this token held vast potential in unraveling the Immortal Prison’s veiled truths.

Absent such promise, fate would never have beckoned him hither.

Drip Drip~~

Suddenly, a resonance filled the emptiness: "New prison guard detected upon emergence—teleporting forthwith to the Immortal Prison Hall for assignment."

Ere Jiang Fan could muster a response, an occult void essence swathed him utterly.

The breath following, he had vanished from sight, erased without remnant.