Overwhelmed with Gratitude

"Hmm."

Master Green Feather was very satisfied.

He also placed great trust in the disciple before him, who appeared dull of speech but honest and sincere.

When he had arrived just now, he had seen with his own eyes that the disciple was cleaning the Founder's Shrine with meticulous care, truly putting his heart and soul into the task.

It was evident that this child genuinely enjoyed this quiet life and was very willing to serve the sect, which was why he could persist for five years as if it were a single day without finding it bitter.

Thinking of this, he felt a touch of emotion.

He then stopped his footsteps and spoke, "The legacy of the founders is vast; if you can continue to clean here with such dedication, it is a great merit."

"How about this? Heaven does not fail the honest man. Although your aptitude is poor, if you cultivate diligently, it is not impossible that you might one day reach Foundation Establishment."

"I promise you that if one day you can cultivate to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, you may go to Treasure Pill Valley yourself to claim a Foundation Establishment Pill."

"Ah?"

Lin Xiaoyao was stunned.

Clearly, this instruction from the Sect Master was far beyond his expectations.

But a moment later, his expression turned to one of wild joy.

He bowed deeply, "Thank you, Sect Master Grandmaster. This disciple will certainly do his utmost and will not fail your kindness and grace."

"Hmm."

Master Green Feather nodded, said no more, and continued forward, walking out of the Founder's Shrine and further away until his figure gradually disappeared from sight.

Only then did Lin Xiaoyao lift his head.

The expression on his face was somewhat peculiar.

Foundation Establishment Pill?

He muttered to himself.

This was, of course, something he did not need.

However, being in an immortal sect, he knew how rare this item was.

For a cultivator, Foundation Establishment was a threshold.

Even without illness or disaster, a Qi Refining cultivator's lifespan was only a little over a hundred years, no different from a mortal.

But once one reached Foundation Establishment, they could live for over two hundred years; only then had they truly touched the threshold of immortality.

Yet, to achieve Foundation Establishment, one must be assisted by medicinal pills; no matter how talented you were, you could not avoid this convention.

And that was the Foundation Establishment Pill!

Unfortunately, the medicinal herbs required for this pill were not only rare and hard to find, but the refining process was also quite difficult. Therefore, even for a large immortal sect like the Feathering Sect, the number of Foundation Establishment Pills obtained each year was extremely limited.

Demand far exceeded supply!

For a disciple to obtain one, they had to pass various trials or perform great meritorious service.

He had not expected the Sect Master to make such a promise to him today.

Although it was out of regard for the Founder's Shrine, Lin Xiaoyao still kept this gesture in his heart.

It was worth the trouble he had gone through to deliver the Mystic Heaven Clear Spirit Powder into his hands.

Thinking of his recent masterpiece, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl into a small arc, and he felt a small sense of satisfaction in his heart.

This Heavenly Demon art was even more useful than he had imagined.

Of course, Lin Xiaoyao was also certain that a true Outer-Realm Heavenly Demon could not have achieved what he had just done.

The student surpasses the master.

Perhaps only he, possessing the fruit of a Saint, could achieve such unexpected results by wielding the Heavenly Demon divine ability.

It was incredibly useful!

One could even say it far exceeded his expectations.

This had completely solved the problem that had plagued him for several years.

For these five years, he had signed in every day, rain or shine, and had harvested a vast amount of treasures.

His cultivation had soared, and he had now stepped into the realm of Profound Mastery; the only step above that was the Great Vehicle ancestor.

His progress could be described as nothing short of rapid.

However, although the items from the sign-ins were novel treasures, the vast majority were of no meaning or use to him.

Now that he had this channel, he could bestow the things he did not need upon the sect's disciples to increase their strength.

After all, the Feathering Sect was his place of refuge; if the overall strength of the sect improved, it would be of great benefit and no harm to his ability to hide here and sign in peacefully.

Master Green Feather returned to his cave dwelling.

His expression was as calm and indifferent as usual, and his footsteps remained steady.

Only the occasional flash of excitement deep within his eyes betrayed his inner agitation.

This trip to the Founder's Shrine had truly yielded a massive harvest!

Master Green Feather felt incredibly fortunate for his decision to pay respects to the founders.

Although there had been previous guesses that a certain senior ancestor of their sect was secretly watching over them, unwilling to reveal their tracks.

That had only been conjecture and speculation, but this time, it had truly been confirmed.

Thinking back on the experience just now, it felt like a dream.

The ancestor's transcendent and refined methods had filled him with admiration and respect from the bottom of his heart.

However, he did not speak of this matter to anyone.

Although the ancestor had not explicitly forbidden him from leaking it, as the sect leader, he possessed at least that much ability to read the situation.

Since the ancestor had chosen to meet him in such a manner, it was clearly because they did not wish for others to know of their whereabouts.

Therefore, without the ancestor's permission, he would never reveal a word.

Keeping his mouth shut was the correct and wise choice.

Returning to his cave dwelling.

Master Green Feather did not delay at all and immediately went to the practice room.

He sat cross-legged, patted his waist, and carefully took out the porcelain bottle.

Opening the stopper, a strange fragrance assailed his nostrils; inside lay a spiritual pill the size of a dragon's eye, vibrant with green light.

Mystic Heaven Green Spirit Powder!

Master Green Feather held the object as if it were the most precious treasure.

This was a sacred healing item that all cultivators yearned for; having it was no different from gaining an extra life.

After examining it for a moment, he placed the pill into his mouth, tilted his head back, and swallowed it.

Instantly, a surge of heat dissolved in his dantian and flowed into his extraordinary meridians...

Master Green Feather dared not be careless and hurriedly began to circulate his energy to heal.

Soon, the time it takes to brew a cup of tea passed.

The door to the secret chamber finally opened.

With a flash, Master Green Feather slowly walked out of the chamber.

His complexion was ruddy, and he possessed the refined air of an immortal, a stark contrast to the pale and sickly appearance he had before entering; he was like a different person entirely.

His mood was also excellent; this usually reserved leader of the Feathering Sect could not help but throw his head back and laugh.

"Haha, my injuries are fully healed; I have finally resolved this stubborn ailment that has plagued me for so long."

He stroked his beard, his face full of surprise and joy.

The Mystic Heaven Green Spirit Powder was truly worthy of being a sacred healing item. Ever since he had been ambushed by Old Demon Jia, his injuries had grown heavier with each passing day.

Demonic energy had congealed within his meridians, entwining like maggots on bone...

He had tried every method to no avail, yet now, in just the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, this injury that had brought him to despair was easily cured.

Not only that, but in his two thousand years of cultivation, he had encountered many powerful enemies and been wounded many times, leaving him with numerous old injuries.

Although they appeared healed on the surface, they had actually damaged his foundation.

This was the reason why, for so many years, he had been trapped at the bottleneck of the early Profound stage, unable to break through; the crux of the matter lay right there.

However, even though he knew it, he had been helpless.

Yet this time, he was astonished to discover that after taking the Mystic Heaven Green Spirit Powder, not only had the injuries from Old Demon Jia's ambush completely recovered and the demonic energy in his meridians been cleared, but even his old injuries had all been healed.