Exploring Immortality Cultivation

Cultivation knows no years, the cold ends without knowing the year. For cultivators, years are lengthy and they are not particularly sensitive to time units like "years." However, as the Immortal Dao developed, the pace of cultivation among Cultivators accelerated. For elite disciples, the "Human World's" three realms could be traversed in thirty to fifty years, and in fewer instances, twenty years could suffice. Thus, low-level cultivators still paid great attention to anniversaries. That day, Chen Feng and others made quite a ruckus late into the night before dispersing.

When Wang Qi returned to the Wanfa Sect, the night had already deepened, with only the moonlight illuminating the alleyways. Yet, he was surprised to find upon reaching the Wanfa Sect station that the place was ablaze with lights.

Although Liu Yunxiang was a Golden Core Cultivator, his living habits were not much different from ordinary people; the lights should have been turned off quite early. Wang Qi found this odd and, pushing open the door, saw that everyone from the Outer Disciples of Divine Capital was gathered in the courtyard. They had been quietly discussing something, but upon Wang Qi's entrance, the whole courtyard fell silent.

Wang Qi was somewhat unused to this spectacle. Looking towards the center of the courtyard, he saw Wanfa Sect Steward Liu Yunxiang standing with a teacup in hand. He hurried over and asked, "Junior Master Liu, what has happened?"

The word "Junior Master" startled Liu Yunxiang, causing his hand to tremble and the tea almost spilled out. He stared blankly at Wang Qi and then took an envelope from his robes. The wax seal on the envelope was intact, unopened. Wang Qi took it with some confusion and glanced at it: "Fusang Branch Inn... sent by the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion?"

Thousand Mechanism Pavilion? Have I recently purchased any mechanical devices or calculators? The design of the calculator? I usually exchange those directly at the Immortal Alliance, right?

Oh, it was previously about a Mechanical Butterfly from someone named Ran, which Chen Feng said would be compensated. But I wasn't the one paying for it.

As Wang Qi puzzled over this, Liu Yunxiang grew impatient. He suggested with an expectant tone, "Open it and see?"

Hearing the word "open," a circle of Wanfa Sect disciples unconsciously moved closer to Wang Qi, almost forming a circle around him.

Wang Qi activated the Heavenly Entropy Technique, heated and melted the wax seal, then shook the envelope a few times before pulling out a bright red invitation.

"An invitation?" Upon seeing the invitation's embossed golden letters that read "Banquet of Completion," Wang Qi finally understood—it was the award ceremony for the Immortal Hero Version of the Fields Medal.

In Shenzhou, Mathematics is known as "Seeking Dao Artifact," and one of the highest awards in Taoist studies is also called "Dao Artifact Award." However, because the Dao Artifact Award is only awarded to young cultivators below the Golden Core Stage, its prestige is slightly lower than that of the Fields Medal.

The weight of Godel's Completeness Theorem was certainly enough to secure the Dao Artifact Award, the only uncertainty being whether the Grandmasters did not recognize the result.

Seeing Wang Qi exhibiting no reaction, Huangfu Lian was somewhat eager, "Why aren't you surprised at all?"

Wang Qi couldn't say that this was calculated and planned by the Master of Calculation; several months ago, the national master from the life realm, Senior Feng, had already informed him. He calmly replied, "It's not decided yet."

Li Yue exclaimed in amazement, "Are you so sure that you will receive the Dao Artifact Award?"

She originally thought this was just an invitation for Wang Qi to attend the ceremony. For ordinary disciples of the Wanfa Sect, even attending as spectators would be a great honor.

"Not certain, fifty-fifty maybe?" It was indeed hard to tell. The Mathematics Lord had already surpassed his counterpart on Earth, and this side's Genting Sect, due to his involvement, had achieved what the Göttingen School did not. He still couldn't determine the outcome of this academic debate.

Wang Qi intended to put away the invitation but realized that it, like a magnet, had captured everyone's attention. He thus handed the invitation to Fu Xiao, who was closest to him, "Do you want to take a look?"

Fu Xiao instinctively reached out to catch it, but quickly withdrew his hand, as if looking at a very hot pastry, "This this this... isn't right, is it? Senior Brother, you you you should keep it as a keepsake."

Wang Qi casually tossed the invitation, "A keepsake for what? If I win a prize, the prize might have commemorative value, but why keep this?"

Wang Qi, not even looking at the invitation before handing it out, impressed many with his carefree attitude. Of course, it also made a few people feel he was putting on airs. Nevertheless, the invitation captured everyone's attention like a dazzling gemstone.

After the invitation made its way around, it miraculously accumulated money before returning to Wang Qi's hands. Wang Qi took back the invitation and returned to his room, then he carefully read its content.

"We can bring one or two companions?"

The next day, Wang Qi mentioned this to Chen Feng and Chen Youjia, asking, "I can bring two people along, do you want to go?"

Chen Feng immediately shook his head, "It's a mathematics event, I'd rather not get involved. Plus, on that day, you're sure to be seen as a thorn in the eye by about half the sect members, and I'm not particularly welcome myself; standing by your side, I'd probably get hit."

Chen Youjia was initially tempted, but after hearing Chen Feng's words, he too shook his head, "I'm not going."

Wang Qi was puzzled, "Isn't your dad the Sect Leader of Wanfa Sect? Who would dare to hit you?"

"Her dad would do it himself... okay okay okay, I'll drop it," said Chen Feng, changing the topic under Chen Youjia's hostile gaze. "Honestly, I have a similar reason for not going. It's been hard enough to gain a bit of freedom outside the sect, and at such events, there would definitely be people persuading me to return. Some of their words you just can't ignore, truly annoying."

Wang Qi seemed to vaguely understand but got a general idea of the two's situation. He then said, "Looks like I'll have to ask the fellow disciples in Divine Capital if they'd like to go."

In the end, Wang Qi selected the two people he knew best, Huangfu Lian and Mo Zhenzhen.

Although the Dao Artifact Award might not carry as much weight as the Fields Medal did in Wang Qi's previous life, the Immortal Alliance, as a scientific research institution, strongly supported such academic events. The prestige and resources behind the Dao Artifact Award even surpassed Earth's Nobel Prize by far—along with the invitation, there came a dedicated Spirit Boat!

It was like sending a private jet to pick up a nominee!

Mo Zhenzhen stood on the deck, incredulously watching the Divine Capital shrink in the distance. Meanwhile, Huangfu Lian stood at the bow, excitedly gazing into the distance.

The Dao Artifact Award!

The two of them had been stationed in the most remote station of the Wanfa Sect in Divine Capital ever since they embarked on the Dao. They hadn't even had the chance to visit their own sect before their Foundation Establishment was stable and they could venture out. And now, they were actually going to participate in such a grand event?

Compared to those two unable to contain their excitement, Wang Qi sat on the roof of the boat, beginning to imagine the scenery of Fusang.

Extending from the Shenzhou continent, the largest island on this planet, and a holy land of the Ancient Demon Clan civilization, existing opposite to the holy land of the West Sea Dragon Clan.

What would it really be like? (To be continued. If you like this work, we welcome you to visit qidian.com to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)