The Old Man

Since the beginning of Qinghuan, the name [Huaqi] has accompanied every Qinghuan resident throughout their lives. In the memories of Qinghuan residents, [Huaqi] is synonymous with the small stone house in that city.

Most people don't know what [Huaqi] means; they only know that if their child is lucky enough to spend half a day in the stone house, their family will undergo earth-shattering changes!

Over time, [Huaqi] has become as integrated into the lives of everyone in Qinghuan as clothing, food, housing, and transportation. It has always been in that corner of the city, like an old photograph that never fades.

In the small stone chamber, Jiang Wangxuan knelt on the cold stone slab. There were no futons or sandalwood incense, only a small window on the wall, through which only a few beams of faint light fell into the enclosed space!

The stone gate slowly closed, and the whole world seemed to be condensed into this corner.

Jiang Wangxuan still remembered that he had lit the oil lamp in a similar stone chamber years ago, with a heart full of trepidation.

At that time, he was only slightly taller than Lu Xiaoyi, and the artificial intelligence in his 'mind' was completely unreliable. Unfortunately, he also learned that he had been reborn into this cruel world of Attainment-Status Immortal Cultivation!

Fortunately, Spirit Aperture appeared between his eyebrows. The key to changing his fate was to light an oil lamp in the stone chamber, obtain Cultivation Method, and perhaps then he could marry a wealthy CEO!

I had that thought back then, and it was a rather wicked one!

Sitting before the lamp oil once more, Jiang Wangxuan was filled with countless thoughts. He wondered whether lighting the lamp would manifest the Immortal Foundation "Autumn Moon Osmanthus" as his master had tested him before, or "Immortal Moon Township."

Based on the deductions made by the Big Fat Fish during this period, different manifested Immortal Foundation will obtain different subsequent Cultivation Method in [Huaqi], which is also the reason why [Huaqi] separates the cultivation methods from Foundation Establishment to Purple Mansion Divine Ability Cultivation Method.

As Venerable Tingming said, "What is borrowed must be returned, and the transaction is settled."

He left behind a mysterious mark, containing a sliver of his current destiny, to return the sliver of destiny invested in by [Huaqi] in its early stages, and to obtain the subsequent Cultivation Method!

Jiang Wangxuan has completely deduced the details of the Cultivation Method from Foundation Establishment to the Purple Mansion in "Autumn Moon Frost Osmanthus Qi Condensation Method". The key to obtaining a Full Moon phase lies in how to fill that missing 'gap' and evolve it into a true full moon!

However, the Big Fat Fish has no specific Cultivation Method model to refer to Divine Ability how to promote the Immortal Foundation "Autumn Moon Osmanthus" to the Rising Yang Mansion and attain supernatural Cultivation Method.

Therefore, even though he had grasped the true essence of the "Autumn Moon Frost Osmanthus Qi Condensation Method," he still lacked the method to promote and raise Yang energy.

Can the recommended Immortal Foundation "Autumn Moon Osmanthus" be compared to "Immortal Moon Township"?

The answer is definitely no. Jiang Wangxuan doesn't consider himself the only cultivator within the Purple Mansion Golden Core system to have comprehended the Immortal Foundation "Immortal Moon Township." Perhaps the [Huaqi] contains the cultivation Cultivation Method to achieve "Immortal Moon Township"?

It's not impossible that he might even give himself a copy of the [Grand Yin] Qi -Qi Ingestion and self-nourishing Cultivation Method.

But should he trust [Huaqi]? Even the True Person Miaoshang Yuanhuai Heaven had perished because of just one Immortal Foundation, "Autumn Moon Osmanthus," let alone his predecessor Wei Jinghong.

On the eve of his seclusion in the Purple Mansion, he mysteriously disappeared, vanishing into the Jiangnan region. If "Autumn Moon Osmanthus" is so enigmatic, what kind of turmoil will "Immortal Moon Township" stir up?

As everyone knows, [Huaqi] will not reveal the secrets of any cultivator in Qinghuan, as this concerns the foundation of the lineage of every cultivator in Qinghuan.

Unless the Mysterious Heaven Joint Consultative Conference makes a unified decision to mobilize [Huaqi] in the name of Qinghuan, for the past thousand years, any matter involving [Huaqi] has required the endorsement of the Mysterious Heaven Joint Consultative Conference!

Inside the Rising Yang Mansion, the Big Fat Fish conducted its final deduction on the matter, and the result was even more inclined to the manifestation of the Immortal Foundation "Autumn Moon Osmanthus" than before, with 54.6% compared to 43.1%, and another 2.3% mysteriously disappearing from the probability.

It must be that Venerable Tingming's recent story about the middleman has made Big Fat Fish's deductions even more conservative.

Jiang Wangxuan felt that this was the biggest difference between the Big Fat Fish and human thinking; when faced with a 50/50 situation, the Big Fat Fish would only choose the side with the higher probability.

This is her most fundamental logic since birth. Just like on Jinping Mountain back then, Big Fat Fish kept emphasizing that Fang Lin should be killed. If Fang Lin were killed at that time, Fang Lin's death could be completely attributed to the Spider Mother.

The Big Fat Fish that has already entered the evolutionary era fundamentally dislikes such uncertain choices, and unstable factors like Fang Lin should have been eliminated long ago.

Jiang Wangxuan picked up the matches next to the oil lamp. These objects, imbued with the strong sense of the times, were things that, even in his past life, would only appear in nostalgic short videos.

A faint light shone in the secret chamber. To the side closest to the light was a faceless stone statue, only the height of two palms, like a figurine placed on a stone platform with the lamp oil.

Another Grand Yin arrived at the stone chamber and lit a candle. He knelt peacefully on the stone surface, and a ray of moonlight quietly emanated from his body, eventually condensing into a golden moon embracing a cassia tree with its canopy spread out like an umbrella reaching to the sky.

The moonlight shimmered and shifted, falling through the sparse shadows of the branches and scattering golden light across the ground. Snowflakes danced in the radiance, causing the osmanthus branches to sway. Cicadas, startled by the falling osmanthus blossoms, would then crawl back into the inner branches to rest.

The moon rabbit trudged through the snow, shifting between light and shadow, when somehow it tripped over a faceless stone statue beneath the cassia tree. The moon rabbit got up, looked up, and saw a Full Moon perched atop the highest branch of the cassia tree, seemingly separated by a Milky Way.

Upon closer inspection, a tiny gap appeared to be missing from the moon hanging high in the night sky.

The Grand Yin sat under the laurel tree, watching the moon rabbits formed from two beams of moonlight kick the stone statue around like a ball. But no matter how they kicked it, the headless side of the statue always faced the ' Full Moon ' in the night sky.

A sigh, seemingly real yet unreal, echoed through Guilin. The ' Full Moon ' radiance shone brightly, and one by one, the stars in the night sky appeared. The Full Moon Silver River Moonlight, mingling with the stars, fell back onto the Grand Yin from the night sky.

The Milky Way, like a waterfall, transforms into a lake, a ring of emerald water filled with starlight. A few toad cries conceal sorrow, and a Crescent Moon quietly sinks beneath the emerald water, the two moons echoing each other across a thin layer of water.

The headless stone statue that had fallen into the laurel forest suddenly emitted a seven-colored light. Jiang Wangxuan watched as the light shot straight into the Milky Way. In the night sky, a black and white dot first appeared, then a line, and then a cluster. In just a few breaths, a landscape painting was spread across the entire Milky Way.

The heavens and earth tilted, and the cicada on the laurel tree fell into the arms of the Grand Yin as it flipped and turned. With a flap of its cold wings, it landed in the ink painting below.

Black mountains and white waters, egrets over Tingzhou, an old man with white hair and a pine-like posture sits in the middle of a pebble beach with a fish basket slung over his waist.

He was holding a bamboo pole on each side, leisurely staring at the buoy on the water's surface, occasionally shaking his head. It turned out that he had a jar of fine wine hidden between his spread legs.

"Senior brother, you have quite the refined taste, hiding in this barren land to secretly fish and drink."

A young man emerged from the surrounding reeds, dressed in a green robe embroidered with sun and moon patterns. As he walked, white clouds drifted around him, and there was also a dazzling starlight.

A lost cicada fell into the water with a splash. It flapped its wings and silently landed on a reed in the steam. Its weight was just right, not crushing the reed but only bending it slightly.

The old man was about to speak when the float on his left moved, so he swallowed his words. Only after the float bobbed three times did the old man lift the rod, and with a single leap, a plump bass was snatched away by the young man in mid-air.

"You've come at the perfect time! Sea bass are at their most delicious this season. How about grilling one for us today, senior brother?"

The old man shook his head, took out two saucers and placed them on the pebble beach, filled each one, then poured the catch from his fish basket into the wine jar, and casually picked up a perfectly sized stone from the side to cover the mouth of the jar.

"Haven't you finished eating at your senior brother's place yet?"

The young man laughed and said, "That was delicious! But as I ate, I kept thinking about your grilled fish, Senior Brother. I heard you learned this skill from Master a long time ago."

The old man snorted, took the stolen bass from the young man, and threw it back into the river. "It seems this fish is not meant for me today!"

The young man had barely uttered a sound when the bass fell into the water in a graceful parabola.

"Junior brother, you've been having a wonderful time sightseeing since you came out of seclusion."

The young man squatted down, picked up the bamboo pole on his right, and gently lifted it. He saw that there was nothing under the hook except some small pieces of dirt. He then grabbed a handful of mud from the ground, stuck it on the hook, and flung it back onto the river.

"That's right. Look at me, all directions are quiet now. Since Master passed away, these are probably the rare days of peace we've had!"

"Can he truly control the Grand Yin?"

"Hey!" The young man shook his head like a rattle drum. "Anyone who didn't know better would think I was the senior True Lord, and you're just a junior who hasn't even Qi Refinement yet. How could someone with only five Divine Ability at the Purple Mansion Golden Core Dao possibly reach the Grand Yin and Grand Yang fruits?"

Seeing this, the old man said quietly, "It all depends on human effort!"

"Senior Brother Dongyuan, I've figured it out. You just want to eat at your junior brother's feast!"

The old man laughed heartily, scaring away the fish that had just taken the bait. "Maybe you had a few tricks up your sleeve!"

The young man shook his head helplessly. "You even know how to use the term 'several Divine Ability,' senior brother? Junior brother really doesn't want to set off a big firework!"

"The Grand Yin Dao is unparalleled in its hidden strength; which great figure of this era is not afraid of you Great True Person Donghuan, who has concealed several of your tricks?"

"Sigh!" The young man sighed heavily. "Even my fellow disciples are so wary and probing; no wonder there's no whispering in this noisy world."

"Senior brother, do you think they're afraid I'm hiding something, or they're afraid Master is hiding something?"

The old man turned his head to look at his youngest junior brother, his master's last disciple, and said, "If you say you didn't hold back, I believe you, but if you say our master didn't hold back, I don't believe it."

"After all, Master has killed enough, so a few more underhanded schemes won't be too many, will they?"