Afterward, Wenren Sheng continued to keep Zhang San and the others imprisoned.
And he simply kept them locked up.
Ten years, twenty years...
While imprisoning them, he drew all kinds of knowledge about the cultivation society from their mouths.
From basic cultivation techniques to social structures, local customs, cultural characteristics, crafting methods...
In short, he accepted every kind of knowledge without refusal, sorting through and distinguishing it all.
At the same time, he continued having people cultivate the techniques they had described, finally confirming a fundamentally correct method.
Only then did Wenren Sheng begin trying to cultivate it himself.
The moment anything seemed wrong, he immediately stopped and conducted extensive experiments.
After all, he had all the time in the world.
But in the fortieth year, the aged and decrepit Zhang San suddenly told him something.
"I made one misstep and regretted it for a hundred years. Looking back now, I am already a man about to die."
"But don't get too pleased with yourself. Do you think hiding all this time will keep you safe?"
"That Evergreen Pine of Green Mountain is struck by lightning, battered by wind, gnawed by insects, and chopped down by people every few years..."
"Another five hundred years from now, the entire cultivation world will face a great calamity."
"It is called the Golden Pill Tribulation, a cultivation calamity that cycles once every thousand years."
"Even if you hide, you cannot escape it. When the time comes, the Golden Core cultivators will exhaust every possibility in search of heavenly treasures and rare materials. An omission like you will be found by them too!"
"Ha ha ha!"
"Even if you live a few hundred years longer, it will all be futile. You will end up just like me!"
Wenren Sheng did not panic after hearing