Cultivating Fortune Within, the Ministerial Barrier

Cultivators found it difficult to enter the imperial court, and Outer Dao practitioners were rejected by the bureaucracy—these were common conventions. Yet one of the Grand Ministers standing at the pinnacle of Great Rui's officials had actually formed a Nascent Soul!

It was impossible not to be astonished by such a fact, but Qiu Yan remained composed and watched for further developments. After the other party spoke, the meaning within his words stirred Qiu Yan's heart.

"Furnace?"

At the name, Qiu Yan's eyes lit up.

"Indeed." Yan Dongting's Nascent Soul turned amid the swirling vapors and sat cross-legged in midair. "Judging by your expression, Scholar, this is your first time hearing of it. That is only natural. Few choose this path, and it is also easily failed. Once one fails, one will inevitably be trapped at a bottleneck, unable to break through, until one exhausts one's lifespan in despair. Thus, little of it has spread through the world, and few know of it."

After saying this, he paused, as though giving Qiu Yan time to absorb and consider it. But he soon pointed at the surrounding walls and continued, "The little building you see now appears simple, but that is merely its surface. The stone bricks forming this house were refined from a gathering of many precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Using them to build a nest can isolate it from the outside and imitate an environment similar to that within the human body."

"An environment similar to the human body?" At those words, Qiu Yan's thoughts shifted, and he became thoughtful.

"Precisely. You should have noticed outside as well that unless one enters this house, it is difficult to see what lies within. One would have to employ supernatural methods, but then one would be suppressed by the