In Order to Live as an Immortal, I changed a martial artist world to a xianxia world

Chapter 15: The Creation Immortal Codex—The Four Realms

In the Void.

“Impressive!”

Bai Chen observed Ying Zheng’s calmness with a spark of admiration.

As the architect of the trials, Bai Chen knew exactly what Ying Zheng had encountered.

It was no accident that the visions presented to the emperor showed the collapse of the Qin dynasty—Bai Chen wanted to test Ying Zheng’s reaction to such a harrowing scenario.

He had expected indignation, perhaps even despair.

Indeed, Ying Zheng had felt these emotions, but to Bai Chen’s astonishment, the emperor had swiftly regained his composure.

“As expected of the Forefather Dragon,” Bai Chen mused with a faint smile.

“So long as Ying Zheng lives, Great Qin will not fall. And so long as Qin endures, I’ll reap endless Creation Force.”

At the Pit.

The gathered Qin soldiers and officials erupted into cheers as Ying Zheng ascended the altar.

“Congratulations, Your Majesty!”

“Long live the Emperor!”

“Our Great Qin shall prosper eternally!”

Even figures like Wang Ben, Zhao Gao, and Han Zhang bowed their heads in reverence.

Their loyalty was not merely feigned—these men knew their fates were bound to the fate of the empire. A stronger emperor meant a stronger Qin, and by extension, greater prestige for them all.

On the Altar.

“So, this is the Creation Immortal Codex?”

Ying Zheng’s gaze fixated on the scroll clasped in the skeletal hands of Chi Yang Zhenren.

Though the elder’s body was lifeless, the scroll exuded an aura of profound significance, as if it contained the secrets of eternity itself.

With measured steps, Ying Zheng approached and gently retrieved the scroll.

As he did so, golden script began to shimmer upon the aged parchment.

“Third Trial,” the text proclaimed.

“To those who claim the Creation Immortal Codex:

I do not demand you to acknowledge me as your master.

However, should you achieve the realm of immortality,

I beseech you—revive me.

I have walked the path of cultivation, yet my journey was cut short.

This is my one final request.”

The words carried a sense of both desperation and resolve.

Below, an additional warning was inscribed:

“Fail to pledge, and the codex shall remain closed to you.

Succeed, and the gates to immortality may open.”

Ying Zheng’s eyes narrowed as he studied the text.

“So, this was his ultimate goal.”

The emperor’s mind raced.

Chi Yang Zhenren, despite his lofty achievements, had left behind a calculated trap.

Rather than widely disseminating the codex, he had created a series of trials to identify a worthy inheritor.

This final pledge ensured that, even in death, Chi Yang Zhenren retained a sliver of hope for resurrection.

“A clever ploy, but one I cannot fault,” Ying Zheng muttered.

“Very well,” Ying Zheng declared, lifting his gaze to meet the skeletal remains of Chi Yang Zhenren.

“If I, Ying Zheng, achieve the immortality you sought, I shall honour this pledge and revive you.”

As he spoke, a gust of ethereal wind swirled through the altar.

The remains of Chi Yang Zhenren crumbled into dust, carried away by the breeze.

Simultaneously, the scroll erupted in golden light, its ancient script becoming legible to Ying Zheng.

The Four Realms of Immortality.

“The path of immortality defies the natural order. To cultivate is to seize the very essence of creation.”

The golden letters hovered before Ying Zheng, their radiance illuminating the altar.

Refining Essence into Qi (炼精化气, Liàn Jīng Huà Qì):The foundational realm of immortality.
Maximum Lifespan:200 years.
Refining Qi into Spirit (练气化神, Liàn Qì Huà Shén):The second major stage, where the practitioner forges their spiritual essence.
Maximum Lifespan:500 years.
Refining Spirit into Void (炼神化虚, Liàn Shén Huà Xū):A realm of immense power and mastery over the ethereal.
Maximum Lifespan:1,000 years.
Refining Void into Oneness (炼虚合道, Liàn Xū Hé Dào):The pinnacle of cultivation, harmonising with the laws of the universe.
Maximum Lifespan:9,999 years.

“Only by transcending these four realms can one become a true immortal, eternal and undying.”

The onlookers were awestruck as the golden script spiralled and danced around the emperor, detailing a roadmap to what seemed impossible—immortality itself.

“This…” Wang Ben whispered, his voice trembling. “This is no mere manual—it’s a divine revelation!”

In the Void.

Bai Chen smirked.

“The path is set, Ying Zheng. Let’s see how far you can tread.”

The game had only just begun.