On a peak within the mountain range belonging to Jade Clear Hall, Feng Yi sat in a stone chair, holding a wine cup as he gazed into the depths of the clouds and mist. Beside him stood a beautiful woman—Feng Qing.
After watching for a moment, Feng Qing suddenly asked, "Master, how confident do you think Yan Chihuo is of advancing to the Dao Integration Stage this time?"
Feng Yi said, "I believe advancing to the Dao Integration Stage should not be a problem for him."
Feng Qing said, "Master, you do think highly of him."
Feng Yi said, "Fifty years ago, everything he asked you for was a treasure for subduing demons. I looked over the list. He has likely cultivated an art like the Demon-Subduing Divine Art, which would allow him to sever the Three Corpses ahead of time. Moreover, the True Core he formed is of the highest grade. With the three Dao-Attainment Pills I gave him as well, there should naturally be no issue with his advancement to Dao Integration."
Feng Qing said, "Then congratulations, Master. Ascension is now within sight."
Feng Yi shook his head. "It is still too early to say that. I merely have a sliver of hope. This Yan Chihuo even thought I meant to force him to reveal the method for suppressing the deadly poison of the Demon Immortal Fruit."
Feng Qing said, "One can hardly blame him. How could a mere Origin Core Stage cultivator know so much? Even among this sect's Dao Integration Stage cultivators, very few know of this matter."
Feng Yi smiled. "If you want to know, I'll tell you. There is no need to beat around the bush when speaking to me."
Feng Qing smiled sweetly. "Then please tell me, Master."
Feng Yi said, "In truth,