Time flew, and before long, half a year had passed.
During those six months, the mighty figures who held the Flying Immortal Records maintained contact and exchanged ideas frequently, working toward truly achieving nine records united.
By then, even the Night King and the others who had previously suspected Fang Qianyuan of ulterior motives in collecting the Demon God Nine Transformations had to admit that this method of cooperation-starting with the easy tasks before tackling the difficult ones, advancing step by step-did indeed deepen their mutual trust and understanding.
To some extent, uniting the Demon God Nine Transformations was a rehearsal for the eventual gathering of the Flying Immortal Records.
Since this undertaking could be completed smoothly, why should uniting the nine records prove impossible?
It gave them tremendous encouragement.
At the same time, the Demon God Nine Transformations was itself a cultivation art that offered immense benefits, just as Tian Heng had said.
Even if they ultimately failed to unite the nine records, that should not negate the value of their cooperation.
An alliance between such mighty figures ought already to represent the greatest benefit their era could offer. They were confident that, with it as a bridge, they could create still more things out of nothing!
"Perhaps the true secret of immortality lies on the unknown road ahead. We cultivators should not exalt antiquity and disparage the present, blindly pursuing the mystic treasures left behind by our predecessors."
"If such a treasure exists, that is certainly cause for joy. If it does not, we can still use this as a bridge to deepen our trust and understanding, and ultimately rely on our own abilities to discover a method of immortality and imperishability suited to this era!"
"I hope we fellow Daoists will encourage one another in this endeavor!"