Spirit Pill Realm

Facing Zhao Zhen's smiling face, Fang Wang returned the smile and said, "If Great Qi can become an immortal cultivation dynasty, then there will be many immortal cultivation families. I have to thank you for your efforts."

Zhao Zhen nodded with a smile, and then Li Yu began to introduce the others to Zhao Zhen.

Throughout the entire process, Zhao Zhen showed no arrogance of a Son of Heaven, while the other disciples were very interested in him, the Son of Heaven.

On this land, dynasties change, and every time a dynasty changes its name, the prefix of the immortal cultivation world also changes. Although they cultivate immortals, they cannot completely escape the mortal world. The Great Qi Dynasty is the foundation of the Great Qi's immortal cultivation world. Cultivation of immortals requires resources, and mortals are tools for cultivators to mine resources. Moreover, cultivators also emerge from among mortals.

Among the disciples, many were mortals who obtained opportunities and thus embarked on the path of immortal cultivation. Before cultivating immortals, imperial power was like the high heavens to them, unreachable.

Now, seeing the Son of Heaven as their fellow disciple and peer, most disciples couldn't help but feel a little elated.

As more and more disciples arrived, the area in front of Pure Heart Hall became lively and noisy.

The Third Meridian had over ten thousand disciples, seventy percent of whom were Outer Disciples. Under the arrangement of the Personal Disciples, they stood on the hillside below, waiting for Yang Yuanzi to speak.

The situation was the same for the Third Meridian as it was for the other meridians. All the disciples gathered together, and Fang Wang could hear cheers from the adjacent mountain peak from time to time, wondering what could make them so happy.

After a while.

The door of Pure Heart Hall opened, and Yang Yuanzi slowly walked out.

"Greetings, Master!"

Li Yu's voice suddenly rang out, drowning out all other sounds. At this, all the disciples turned around and bowed as soon as they saw Yang Yuanzi.

"Greetings, Master!"

"Greetings, Peak Master!"

The voices of tens of thousands of people merged, shaking the heavens.

Yang Yuanzi's gaze swept over the Personal Disciples and Sword-Wielding Disciples in the front row, then looked at the disciples of various levels behind them. The vast majority of disciples were very excited to see him, trying hard to control their emotions.

"I have summoned you all here today for one matter. On this day next month, our sect will hold the Nine Meridians Martial Arts Competition. The reason for holding it in advance is that the nine major sects have reached a peace agreement, and the righteous and demonic paths have joined forces to jointly promote Great Qi's transformation into an immortal cultivation dynasty."

Yang Yuanzi spoke in a calm tone, but his words caused the disciples to turn their gazes towards Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen's expression remained unchanged, as if all this had nothing to do with him, the Great Qi's Son of Heaven.

"The Nine Meridians Martial Arts Competition is divided into two rounds. The first round is a competition among disciples of each meridian, from which the Peak Masters will select nine disciples to compete with disciples from the other eight meridians. The second round is a one-on-one competition among the disciples of the nine meridians, competing for the meridian ranking based on the number of victories. The nine strongest disciples will represent the Taiyuan Sect in a grand opportunity organized by the nine major sects."

Yang Yuanzi explained briefly, without elaborating on the grand opportunity.

He paused and continued, "For the next three days, Li Yu, you will personally select the participating disciples. Fang Wang does not need to participate in the assessment and will directly represent the Third Meridian. Alright, from now on, your Senior Disciple Li Yu will organize everything. Fang Wang, come into the hall with your master."

After speaking, Yang Yuanzi ignored the disciples' uproar and turned back into the hall.

Fang Wang immediately followed. He felt many eyes on his back, but he was not timid. Instead, he was happy. If he had to spend three days on it, it would be too much of a waste of time.

Disciples who didn't know Fang Wang inquired from those around them and soon learned that Fang Wang was the peerless genius who became a Personal Disciple immediately upon entering the sect. Their confusion and resentment immediately disappeared.

Zhao Zhen watched Fang Wang's retreating figure, his smile still on his face, but his hands in his sleeves clenched slightly.

After entering the hall, the door closed.

Fang Wang came before Yang Yuanzi, who had already sat down and was staring at him expressionlessly.

"Master, did I do something wrong?" Fang Wang asked, feigning confusion. He remembered Guang Qiuxian saying that Yang Yuanzi was very petty.

Yang Yuanzi snorted, "You have quite the nerve. Do you still have me, your master, in your eyes? Do you remember what I told you?"

"Of course, I remember. I wouldn't dare forget for a moment!"

Fang Wang had long forgotten, after all, over two hundred years had passed.

"I told you to cultivate diligently and stay out less. What did you do? You went to fight someone at the ninth level of the Spirit Sculpting Realm right after reaching the Spirit Sculpting Realm, and then you fought someone at the third level of the Spirit Pill Realm!"

Yang Yuanzi was furious, speaking with a tone of disappointment, as if he wished Fang Wang had done better. Fang Wang quickly apologized and kept making promises.

After scolding for a while, Yang Yuanzi showed a satisfied smile and said, "However, your achievements did not bring shame to your master. Very good!"

Fang Wang immediately flattered him, "Master teaches well."

"Don't, I didn't teach you anything. You've already surpassed me."

"This disciple was just lucky to comprehend. I still need Master's guidance and to impart more techniques in the future."

These words made Yang Yuanzi even more comfortable. In fact, he had felt conflicted before, mainly because Fang Wang had displayed the Thirty-six Startling Swan Swords, while he had only mastered twenty-seven. However, Fang Wang's attitude was very good, not arrogant at all, which even made him feel ashamed.

When his disciple encountered trouble, he was jealous of his disciple. How could he be a master?

"Fang Wang, your talent is unparalleled. I truly cannot guide you in anything. But we have a master-disciple relationship. In the future, whatever you want to do, I will support you with all my might. I once applied to the Sect Master to let you cultivate the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation, but the Sect Master could not easily agree because it was against the rules. From now on, you should strive to earn sect contributions. If you need anything, just tell me." Yang Yuanzi took a deep breath and looked at Fang Wang with anticipation.

Fang Wang quickly said, "Thank you, Master. This disciple is preparing to break through to the Spirit Pill Realm. Can Master give me some guidance?"

The Mysterious Sun Scripture mentioned the Spirit Pill Realm. The Spirit Pill Realm requires external assistance. The better the spirit pill is formed, the more helpful it will be for future cultivation and the less likely it will be for inner demons to appear. Therefore, breaking through to the Spirit Pill Realm cannot be simply achieved by absorbing qi.

Yang Yuanzi's expression was strange as he asked, "Have you reached the ninth level of the Spirit Sculpting Realm?"

Fang Wang habitually concealed his aura, preventing Yang Yuanzi from seeing through his cultivation.

Facing his master's question, Fang Wang slowly nodded, causing Yang Yuanzi's mouth to twitch.

He had made an exception to let Fang Wang participate directly in the Nine Meridians Martial Arts Competition because of Fang Wang's achievements. He didn't expect Fang Wang's cultivation to have already reached the ninth level of the Spirit Sculpting Realm. Then Fang Wang's strength...

This kid only entered the sect three years ago!

Yang Yuanzi, having lived for over three hundred years, couldn't help but feel inferior at this moment.

Guang Qiuxian was right; compared to Fang Wang, he was truly too ordinary.

Yang Yuanzi took a deep breath and slowly said, "The Spirit Pill Realm can be directly cultivated, but if one can temper their muscles and bones with rare treasures and condense a spirit pill, it will aid in future enlightenment. I'll tell you in advance: when various sects were competing for the Jihao Sect's inheritance, we discovered a blessed land hidden on Great Qi's border. It contains countless rare treasures. Because we detected the presence of cultivators from other dynasties, we had to negotiate and prepare to jointly occupy this blessed land."

"As long as you can stand out in the Nine Veins Grand Competition, you can go to that blessed land together. Whatever you obtain within the blessed land will be yours. Of course, if you can't secure one of the nine spots, I will also help you collect treasures."

With things said to this extent, Fang Wang naturally had to state his position. He immediately said, "Master, please rest assured. Your disciple will do his best to compete and bring glory to you and the Third Vein!"

Yang Yuanzi showed a gratified smile and said, "Even disciples in the Spirit Pill Realm may not necessarily stand out, but I still hold certain expectations for you. If you can help the Third Vein achieve a good ranking, all disciples of the vein will be indebted to you, which will be beneficial for your future bid for the Senior Disciple position."

What's the point of having exceptional talent if it's not used!

The Third Vein was currently ranked second to last. While Yang Yuanzi appeared indifferent, he actually harbored a strong desire to prove himself.

The master and disciple chatted like this for a full half hour before Yang Yuanzi finally allowed Fang Wang to leave.

Exiting the Pure Heart Hall, Fang Wang saw Li Yu and the other Personal Disciples already organizing the selection competition. Outer Disciples and Inner Disciples were mostly watching from the sidelines. They knew they didn't have the qualifications to participate, but witnessing cultivators of higher realms battle could still invigorate them and at least broaden their horizons.

Fang Wang quietly departed and returned to his cave dwelling. He suddenly noticed a figure waiting in front of the mountain gate.

Zhou Xue!

She was wearing the robes of a Personal Disciple of the Taiyuan Sect and leaned against the mountain gate, idly playing with a flute. Seeing Fang Wang return, a smile appeared on her face.

"You're finally back!"

Fang Wang quickly walked up to Zhou Xue and said happily.