Yin Tiande had severed the Dao early on and had now reached full mastery. With his alchemical attainments, refining a half-saint medicine would be child's play, and even a saint-grade pill was within the realm of possibility.
However, the Saint King level was far too high. Such beings were kings among saints. Unless Yin Tiande became a saint himself, he would struggle to refine anything at that level.
"Martial Uncle, you might want to spend some time consolidating your cultivation. If you charge recklessly into the Saint King realm, your foundations might be unstable."
Yin Tiande offered this advice because faster cultivation was not necessarily better. For beings on the level of an Emperor's Son, becoming a saint at a hundred was not late at all. They could use that time to forge unsurpassed foundations.
If one cultivated too quickly, Du Mu was a cautionary example. He had become a Great Saint at a hundred, only to spend the next eight thousand years trapped at the peak of the Great Saint realm, unable to enter the quasi-emperor realm.
"I want to improve so badly!"
Lin Xian sighed softly, somewhat dejected. If even Yin Tiande, who had inherited the Daoist Heavenly Venerable's lineage, could not do it, who could? Did he really have to wait for Quasi-Emperor Li Er to return?
As for unstable foundations, after obtaining the Ji Mie Heavenly Technique in the North Pole Immortal Land, he had drawn connections and put his path of nine lives and nine deaths into practice, broadening it further.
Each extinction was equivalent to dying, followed by rebirth-a true remaking of flesh and bone that transcended his former self.
"Extinction and rebirth, an undying divine embryo, the God Emperor's Nine Transformations, a Buddha's nirvana... throughout history, every outstanding Heavenly Venerable, Ancient Emperor, and