A Dream, an Awakening

Ji Yuan casually employed an Illusion Technique. It was as though a wisp of smoke drifted past him; the freshly woven white ritual robe was already on him, while his original green robe had landed on the table.

After all, the Star Thread on the table had been prepared for three ritual robes, so the one Ji Yuan had originally been wearing naturally had to be included. Of course, Ji Yuan was also eager to try it on.

Under normal circumstances, the new ritual robe looked no different from the original one, and it still retained that familiar feeling Ji Yuan knew so well. Yet it felt cool and silky against his skin, and the material was a grade finer.

Only after changing clothes and sitting back down did Ji Yuan look at the others.

"Everyone, especially Fellow Daoist Jiang, This Ji has used the ritual robe as an example, merely to cast a brick and draw out jade. I ask you all to briefly share your thoughts as well."

Watching Ji Yuan thread his needle while speaking with a smile, Jiang Xueling finally recovered from her astonishment at the ritual robe.

"Mister Ji's method of Literary Refining is indeed extraordinary. Xueling has truly broadened her horizons. Since you have begun with Literary Refining, then let us discuss Literary Refining as well."

The Literary Refining Jiang Xueling spoke of was, in simpler terms, a refining method that did not require a furnace, true fire, or the repeated tempering of formations and restrictions as a prerequisite—or at least did not necessarily require them. In stark contrast, the Immortal Binding Rope from before belonged to Martial Refining.

Those who practiced Martial Refining varied in the depth of their cultivation, but anyone capable of bringing Literary Refining to a certain height necessarily possessed