# Chapter 1003: The Land of Immortal Attainment
Towering Kunlun, majestic and vast, stretching across the heavens, pressing down upon the eight wastelands, boundless and endless.
This was a primeval wilderness, its end nowhere in sight. Relatively speaking, the Kunlun mountain range of the mortal world was merely a corner, a single offshoot of this main vein. Truly entering here would make one feel their own insignificance.
Facing it was like facing the vast starry sky—every mountain peak was terrifyingly tall, shrouded in clouds and mist, as if chaotic energy permeated the air, filled with the primordial aura of heaven and earth's beginning.
If one soared into the high heavens, they could roughly understand that this was a sleeping great dragon. The countless giant mountains were the dragon's spine, coiled and lying in repose, radiating a myriad of phenomena.
"This truly is a land of ascending dragon purity!"
Ye Fan, being proficient in Source Art, could naturally recognize the extraordinary terrain here. It was the ancestor of ten thousand veins, the root of all mountains, its topography reaching the extreme limits permitted by heaven and earth.
"Thump," "thump"...
The ground trembled lightly as heavy footsteps came from afar. Several colossal creatures appeared, over ten zhang tall, shaking the ground with every step.
"What kind of monsters are these?"
Ye Fan was astonished. These creatures resembled giant apes, but with a spiral horn growing from their foreheads. Their bodies were blood-red, covered in thick fur, and their eyes blazed like torches.
Kunlun was home to many ancient beasts. Though the area ahead was a forbidden zone, it was divided into many relatively safe regions where various creatures could survive.
They immediately locked onto Ye Fan. Lightning crackled from the spiral horn on their foreheads, and a cyan electric bolt shot forth, shearing off a chunk of the mountain peak.
Ye Fan's body was bathed in radiance as he hung in midair, unmoving. Under this starry sky, there were almost no one in the current era who could harm him.
"As expected of the Kunlun Immortal Land. These beasts rival the sect masters of today."
He pointed a finger, and a stream of clear light shot out, instantly halving their cultivation. Then he unleashed his divine might, spreading it overwhelmingly.
The giant beasts trembled, all prostrating themselves, trembling in fear, not daring to act rashly, as if revering a deity.
Ye Fan extracted some memories from their consciousness. In this ancient Kunlun vein, there were some extremely powerful beings that they listed as taboos, not daring to set foot near.
At the same time, this was also a secret land that could give birth to unpredictable divine objects, all rare treasures.
Ye Fan let them go and continued forward with Little Pine, consulting the terrain map in his hands to avoid mistakenly entering dangerous areas. He did not walk very quickly.
Along the way, ancient trees stood sturdy and strong. Many old trees had grown for who knows how many years, towering into the clouds. Sometimes several grew together, shading vast areas for miles, even overshadowing the mountains.
There were also many ancient vines, like coiled flood dragons, wrapping around several great mountains. Vines covered the ground, pressing down on cliffs, verdant and vigorous.
"Grass and plants wither and flourish, yet few can undergo tribulation and transform."
Just as there are countless humans, how many can truly walk the path of cultivation?
Within the Kunlun Mountains, vegetation grew luxuriantly because they were rooted in dragon veins, nourished by earthly energy, their vitality exceptionally strong. Yet rarely did the mountains and plants give birth to divine spirits.
Except for a few rare species, ordinary vegetation could only serve as a bridal veil, vainly contributing the life essence they had nurtured.
Little Pine ran around, digging up many ancient herbs. Their medicinal ages were very long, having grown for enough years, filled with abundant spiritual energy.
Ye Fan's heart trembled, because in a place of undulating great peaks, he saw a natural dragon cave that could nurture immortals, yet it had failed to produce a sacred fetus.
This area was filled with layered peaks, many mountains piled together, forming a terrain of coiled dragon and crouching tiger. At the center was a deep valley, a veritable natural dragon cave.
Radiant light sprayed forth, auspicious colors emerged, but when Ye Fan went deep inside, he found no divine fetus. He only dug out a dead stone man, which had not yet taken true human form before the mountain's momentum had seized its life force.
"How pitiful. Sacred spirits can devour the essence of heaven and earth, and the divine radiance of mountains and terrain should all be taken by them. But here, it's reversed—they are killed by this place."
The Kunlun terrain was formed to birth immortals. The essence of the eight directions, the divine radiance of the ten realms, all converged through the dragon veins toward the central forbidden zone. The sacred spirit fetus could not compete.
Ye Fan had traveled for most of a day and was now deep within the Kunlun Mountains. He saw some rare spiritual objects, and Little Pine even dug up a small Medicine King.
Such rare plant species were seldom seen. Its medicinal age exceeded fifty thousand years. Located at a dragon vein node, nourished by rich earthly energy, it was translucent all over, fragrant and intoxicating, making Little Pine dance with joy.
This was because it was the first time it had picked such a spiritual object on its own. It hugged it happily, the plant taller than itself, offering it like a treasure to Ye Fan.
Usually, it was always Ye Fan giving it spiritual fruits. Now, the tables had turned. Little Pine dug for herbs everywhere, running and jumping joyfully, offering filial piety to its master.
"Roar..."
A clear roar came, accompanied by boundless heat. Ahead, the land was scorched for a thousand li, completely barren—a truly strange sight in Kunlun.
"A Drought Demon!"
Ye Fan was surprised. He saw a humanoid monster about two chi tall. Wherever it passed, rocks melted, grass turned to ash, turning into barren land.
Crimson light flickered. The Drought Demon turned into a streak of fire and charged, bringing with it sky-covering Separation Fire. But Ye Fan flicked his finger and sent it flying. He turned his hand and moved a great mountain to suppress it beneath.
"How could such a thing exist? Legend says it's formed from corpse transformation. Could someone dare to bury bodies in Kunlun?"
In the "Notes of the Thatched Cottage," Volume Seven, it is recorded: "What the modern age calls Drought Demons are all zombies. Dig them up and burn them, and it often brings rain."
Ye Fan gazed into the distance, surveying the surrounding scene. Kunlun was the location of the main dragon vein, nurturing the hope of attaining immortality. Who would dare bury coffins here?
They passed through this area and entered a sea of vibrant mountains again. Little Pine, carefree and happy, carried a small medicine basket on its back, gathering herbs everywhere.
Though the small medicine basket was only the size of a fist, it was a treasure Ye Fan had refined for it, capable of holding mountains and rivers. It was where it usually stored spiritual fruits.
Soon, it chirped happily, having dug up another small Medicine King. Its medicinal age was around sixty thousand years, its potency strong. Its entire body was like a gem, fragrant and refreshing.
This was astonishing. Even in the Big Dipper, it would be hard to find many such small Medicine Kings in the mountains. In Kunlun, the main reason was that no one could enter. Without a terrain map, entering meant certain death.
This was an accumulation from ancient times to the present. This place had nearly become a divine land of precious medicines. Unfortunately, Ye Fan and his companions could only travel along specific terrains and could not venture into the broader regions, or they would face deadly killing mechanisms.
"Plop"
Suddenly, Little Pine fell into an underground cavern. It quickly rushed out, patting its small chest, clearly startled.
"Oh, it's here... someone buried coffins here."
Ye Fan discovered rows of coffins underground, mostly made of stone, so they had not decayed and were preserved to this day.
"What kind of people were these? After so many years, they've turned into Drought Demons."
Suddenly, a stone coffin was pushed open, and a monster with fiery red fur jumped out, its eyes terrifying. It pounced quickly.
It opened its mouth and spat out a flood of black light, like an evil god escaping from hell. It possessed the divine abilities of an ancient sect master level, making Little Pine afraid as it quickly retreated.
"Chi"
Ye Fan's brow radiated light, shooting out a strand of divine radiance. It instantly dissolved the dark light in the cavern, fixing the creature in place and severing all its cultivation.
Other stone coffins creaked open, and several more corpse beasts jumped out. They were all suppressed, unable to approach, and immediately caught fire, turning to ashes.
Ye Fan stared at some ancient characters on the coffins for a long time, a strange look in his eyes. They were actually Big Dipper script, seen here on Earth.
"So that's it. They were people from the Feather Transformation Divine Dynasty!"
Back then, a group of people escorted the "hope" of attaining immortality to the Kunlun Immortal Vein for repair. When retreating, they encountered a supreme powerhouse, lost their terrain map, and some were trapped here.
"These are their descendants. Their bloodline continued for a long time, but in the end, they all died here, unable to escape."
Kunlun was an immortal vein. The underground nurtured dragon energy, nourishing these corpses. A few had not decayed much and had turned into Drought Demons and other evil spirits.
Ye Fan followed the terrain map in his hands and encountered no danger. This was a winding ancient path. Beyond it, everywhere else had ancient divine formations. If one ventured deeper, they would be annihilated body and soul.
Two days later, he sensed wisps of immortal energy drifting from ahead. This meant they were approaching the place of immortal attainment, filling his heart with excitement.
"Swoosh"
A flash of cyan light passed, and waves of fragrance wafted out. Little Pine almost floated up with it, twitching its cute little nose, utterly intoxicated, blinking its big eyes vigorously.
It was a precious medicine!
An ancient herb that could move using the earth's veins had become a spirit. Cyan light shimmered, its medicinal fragrance intoxicating. Even Ye Fan was stirred and personally pursued it.
"Could it be an Immortal Divine Medicine?"
Back then, Rong Cheng had dug up an Immortal Medicine in this Kunlun Immortal Vein. Encountering another would not be surprising, because this was a place that nurtured immortals.
Cyan light flickered—it came from its vines and leaves. This ancient herb was extremely fast. Its roots resembled an old man, its expression terrified as it fled quickly.
"It's a He Shou Wu!"
Legend has it that once a He Shou Wu takes human form, eating it grants immortality. But human-shaped roots had never been seen in the world; He Shou Wu roots were mostly lump-shaped.
Now, to see a human-shaped He Shou Wu here was truly strange. Ye Fan was quite astonished as he chased after it with Little Pine.
This He Shou Wu had emerald green vines and leaves, golden roots, an aged face, and a terrified expression. It sank into the earth's veins and fled into the dangerous zone marked on the terrain map.
Then, it stopped there, repeatedly bowing, constantly pleading, asking Ye Fan to spare its life.
This was a half-divine medicine, at the same level as the Ancestral Ginseng of the Changbai Mountains. If four such plants were combined, they could roughly equal one Immortal Medicine.
This was the ancestor of all He Shou Wu. It had grown for who knows how many ages, a divine herb born from heaven and earth, breathing in the essence of sun and moon. Its body was filled with abundant, limitless energy.
It could not leap through the void like an Immortal Medicine, but it could travel through earth veins like the Changbai Ancestral Ginseng. Only a Source Heaven Master like Ye Fan could catch it.
Aside from its emerald green vines and leaves, the old He Shou Wu was about half a meter tall, its entire body golden, fragrant and refreshing. It knelt there, trembling.
Little Pine was kind-hearted. It nervously looked up, its long eyelashes trembling, blinking its black gem-like eyes, pleading with Ye Fan. It felt the He Shou Wu was pitiful.
The He Shou Wu shed old tears. It did not come up to Little Pine. Its divine sense was weak, unable to express itself clearly, and it did not even know what a true divine spirit looked like.
In the end, the He Shou Wu led the way, taking Ye Fan to a secret place. It claimed there were divine traces left by an ancient immortal there. Long ago, it had personally seen a fairy maiden whose divine abilities surpassed ancient and modern times, stronger than anyone who had ever come here.
The He Shou Wu had lived for an extremely long time. Heaven had granted it an immortal body but could not give it the aptitude for cultivation. Like divine medicines, this was a fatal flaw.
Over these endless years, it had witnessed many strange events and secrets here, even personally seeing legendary divine beings.
Ye Fan was startled. He communicated with the He Shou Wu. When he mentioned Rong Cheng, he described him in detail, even mentioning that he had caught an Immortal Medicine here.
The He Shou Wu immediately recalled this event. It said that divine medicine had willingly left with Rong Cheng, wanting to escape this place.
"Why?" Ye Fan did not understand.
The He Shou Wu said that Immortal Divine Medicines were sentient, all possessing the divine nature to seek good fortune and avoid disaster. They sensed that this place might face a great calamity in the future and left early.
As for the He Shou Wu, it had not yet reached that level and had not sensed anything. It estimated it would still take a long time. This left Ye Fan speechless.
The He Shou Wu had seen Rong Cheng, witnessed his overwhelming divine power. After all, he was a generation's Quasi-Emperor, supreme in the world. Few in ancient or modern times could compare.
However, the He Shou Wu said that Rong Cheng was definitely not the most powerful. Others of the same level had also come here, and none could match even one ten-thousandth of that fairy maiden. She could be said to surpass both ancient and modern times.
Back then, even the Ginseng Fruit Tree wanted to actively follow that fairy maiden, but for some unknown reason, she had tears on her face and paid it no attention.
Ye Fan was dumbfounded. This was too mysterious. A divine medicine actively offered itself, and someone refused!
Soon, he sighed. Why did all the ancient Great Emperors have an Immortal Medicine? It was a mutual choice—one for longevity, the other for seeking protection.
"What did she look like? What did she leave behind?"
The He Shou Wu led him forward, telling him that ancient immortal had a Great Dao Vase suspended above her head. Wherever she passed, all things retreated, all laws shattered, and heaven and earth were hers alone.
"What... it's her!"