Cultivating Immortality Between Two Worlds: My Dao Companion Buried Treasures for Me 100,000 Years Ago

Fang Heng transmigrated to a wasteland in the Dharma-Ending Age, where spiritual energy had withered away, and became a lowly scavenger who could die at any moment.

In his despair, he discovered that the blood-spotted ancient jade he'd snatched could somehow connect him to the golden age of cultivation, a hundred thousand years in the past!

And the person on the other end was a lowly errand boy of the Heavenly Dao Sect who was nearly starving to death?

Fang Heng casually sent him two flatbreads. "Bury those abandoned pills nobody wants beneath the old pine tree behind the mountain."

A hundred thousand years passed.

Fang Heng swung his pickaxe and broke open the ruins.

[You have unearthed a discarded pill nourished by a spiritual vein for one hundred thousand years. Reward: Supreme Ten-Thousand-Year Marrow Fruit!]

Having tasted success, Fang Heng began frantically reaping rewards from a hundred thousand years in the past:

[You have unearthed a rusted iron sword from one hundred thousand years ago. Reward: Ultimate Eternal Immortal Sword!]

[You have unearthed a sapling planted one hundred thousand years ago. Reward: Sky-Supporting Dao-Enlightenment Divine Tree!]

What's more, Fang Heng used the history books that had survived in the wasteland to give the errand boy a complete preview of the future:

"Go to the cave on the left. There's a peerless inheritance inside, left behind by a mighty cultivator who's on the verge of death."

"The Demon Sect will launch a night raid tomorrow. Bury a killing formation beneath your feet in advance!"

With Fang Heng's guidance, the lowly errand boy who had been bullied by everyone a hundred thousand years ago defied fate at every turn and eventually became a supreme female emperor who ruled over the ages.

In the present day, a hundred thousand years later, Fang Heng used the divine gear lying all around him to establish the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion in the wasteland of the Dharma-Ending Age, crushing the entire world through sheer technological superiority!

When the great calamity of the present age arrived and the powerful of the myriad worlds trembled in despair,

Fang Heng drew the immortal sword he had nurtured for a hundred thousand years and shattered the void with one strike. "What could you possibly use to withstand the foundation I've built over a hundred thousand years?!"