"Good!"
"Whatever you need, the Gate will support you with all its strength!"
Fudan Zi's heart stirred, and he looked at Chen Jichuan.
That was precisely what Chen Jichuan had been waiting to hear. He shook his head. "To be honest, Sect Master, I do have some experience teaching others to cultivate. In recent years, all four of my disciples have attained the Dao, and my grasp of it has only grown stronger."
"It's just—"
Chen Jichuan looked at the attentive Fudan Zi and sighed. "It's just that becoming a True Immortal is difficult. Outside resources would make it easier. Zhou Yan stays at home and has nothing to his name, so I'll need plenty of help from the Gate in that regard."
In this life, twelve thousand years after becoming a True Immortal, he had laid his initial foundation and gained some ability to protect himself.
In reality, he had seen True Immortals reduced to prisoners with his own eyes. Beyond the mortal world lay purgatory.
At last, Chen Jichuan stopped holding back.
"It's only a Dao Fruit World!"
"There's no harm in being bolder!"
"If the boat really capsizes, I can always start over in another world."
Once that thought cleared his mind, Chen Jichuan let go of his reservations.
Meanwhile—
Fudan Zi was no fool. Once he heard Chen Jichuan out, he understood. "Of course! You're cultivating True Immortals for the Dao Gate. Naturally, the Gate should support you. Make a list of the rare materials and treasures you need, and I'll have them prepared at once."
"Thank you, Sect Master!"
Chen Jichuan had come prepared. He took a sheet of golden writing from his sleeve and handed it to Fudan Zi.
Fudan Zi took one look—
Indestructible Golden Stone.
Fish-Dragon Cold Iron.
True Water of Cosmic