What Grew on Its Own Could Never Taste as Good as What He Raised Himself!

Myriad Demon Mountain Range, White Cloud Peak.

This place is a solitary peak that stands alongside Purple Firmament Peak; year-round, heavy clouds gather like a sea, creating countless changes, like a fairyland.

At the top of the mountain, a towering octagonal Chihuo Furnace hangs high.

The furnace lid remained closed, yet it radiated intense true fire, with waves of heat rolling endlessly, distorting the very void.

Before the large furnace, a man and a crane waited quietly.

White Crane, clad in a white feathered cloak, repeatedly opened and closed his folding fan; as always, he wore a hypocritical smile.

Before him stood an elderly man with completely white hair and beard, dressed in a Daoist robe.

It was Yun Du, back then, in order to make White Cloud Temple flourish, did not hesitate to cooperate with Shi Jian, turning his own sect into a den of demons.

After many years, the deathly aura on Yun Du's body could no longer be suppressed, but the aura of a Golden Core Late Stage cultivator continued to ripple through the clouds.

"Fellow Cloud Dao, are you ready?"

The White Crane crane spoke softly, waving the jade fan in its hand.

"There's no need for preparation. Senior, you've waited all these years for this day. Just come on."

Yun Du stroked his long beard, his expression unusually calm.

"I have never regretted the choice I made back then; it's just that I lost, I failed to control the power of the demon and was devoured by it."

"Yet lacking the courage to expose everything."

"All things considered, I've lived for nearly six hundred years, which is more than enough; it's more dignified for a Daoist to die in the furnace than to turn into a mortal skeleton."

The White Crane closed its folding fan and nodded without saying a word.

On this Profound Spirit Continent, regardless of whether Human Race or Demon Race, they all ultimately cannot escape the pursuit of profit; Yun Du was never wrong from beginning to end.

He simply lost back then, so he has to pay the price.

"Rest assured, the Yun Clan will continue to exist after your death."

"Your Yun Clan clan will be stronger than ever before, becoming a truly powerful clan. This is my promise to you."

"With Senior Bai's words, I can finally rest assured."

Yun Du was unwilling to waste any more words; at this point, death was all that remained. He put his hands behind his back and strolled forward.

The moment he stepped into the air, the Golden Core within his body surged spontaneously, radiating multicolored light and filling his withered body with fullness.

Boom!

The lid of the Chihuo Furnace suddenly rose, unleashing a sky full of spiritual fire and surging, scorching flames.

"Demon Lord, keep this safe!"

"Don't waste my hundreds of years of arduous cultivation!"

Yun Du laughed loudly, tapped his toes in the air, and without the slightest hesitation, leaped into the crimson Pill Furnace.

Thump!

The Pill Furnace was closed, and the hundred-ton furnace lid was slammed shut and secured.

In less than a few breaths, a cracking sound of Qi and Blood bursting came from the furnace, followed by a refining process of true fire that lasted for several hours.

Clusters of pure white clouds, like Clear Wind, drifted around the top of the furnace, then began to converge, thicken, and compress!

Various Cloud Dao resources are continuously invested in the refining process.

Yun Du's true essence and spiritual energy of the Great Dao Enlightenment dissipated in the furnace, transforming into the purest primordial energy of the Great Dao in the world.

In just three days.

The flames at the bottom of the furnace dissipated completely, leaving only a pure white pill the size of an infant's fist, its entire body shrouded in mist and cloud-like patterns.

With a wave of his White Crane crane-shaped folding fan, he captured the Dao Pill in his palm.

"Yun Du, Yun Du, your skills are truly impressive!"

"Tongming used me as the raw material for his elixir back then, and today I use a human to refine the Dao Pill of immortality. Truly, the wheel of fortune turns, and the world has changed."

After a few sighs, White Crane couldn't wait to swallow the Dao Pill. He had been planning this for many years, and it was all for this one bite!

In an instant, the cloud curtain tilted.

A massive amount of Cloud Dao energy surged through the surrounding void like a raging torrent, and White Crane in its true form, obscuring the sky, crashed through the heavy clouds.

The crane's cry soared straight to the heavens, its aura surging endlessly.

The Immortal Foundation [Lord Amid the Clouds] continued to solidify, the clouds and mist changed unpredictably, and the phantom of White Crane kept rising and condensing.

From the Nascent Soul Early Stage, one needs to consume and refine the Heaven and Earth Qi Dynamic belonging to nine strands of the same Dao, as well as the Dao Pill transformed from Yun Du.

In one fell swoop, the White Crane was transformed, catalyzing the emergence of five strands of Cloud Dao energy!

In addition to its own power, the accumulated energy over the long years has now brought the original source of the Heaven and Earth Qi Dynamic within the White Crane's body to seven strands.

Only two more strands are needed to break through the bottleneck and advance to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage!

"At most, he needs another 150 years of cultivation, or to cultivate another Dao Pill, and he will be able to break through. This Dao Pill method is truly wondrous!"

The sea of clouds and mist dissipated, White Crane transformed back into human form, landing atop the Chihuo Furnace.

"In this Xuanling world, all that talk of camaraderie and sectarian virtue is just a bunch of bullshit to fool kids. Human flesh furnaces are the quickest way to save time."

"To reach the summit by stepping on their physical bodies is the ultimate way of heaven and earth."

With a thought, White Crane transmitted his voice to his Demon General.

Before long, a child who looked no more than six or seven years old, with delicate features, was sent up the mountain by the Demon General Yunhui.

The little boy had delicate features, and his eyes showed no fear or worry.

This child is a descendant of the Yun Clan. He possesses exceptional talent and aptitude, with Dual Spirit Roots, and was chosen by White Crane as the next Dao Pill.

"Little one, what's your name?"

With a smile on its lips, the White Crane crane placed a longevity pill into the child's mouth.

"Reporting to the Ancestor, the clan has not given me a formal name; they have only ever called me Xiaoshan; and they have told me to focus on cultivating under your guidance."

The boy chewed on the honey pills with a crisp sound.

The child was still young and ignorant, but looking at the ancestor who seemed like a banished immortal, he felt an extraordinary sense of closeness to him.

Especially that aura, it felt strangely familiar.

Just like the old ancestor in front of him, he felt a sense of familiarity, yet also an inexplicable sense of strangeness, similar to that of the Yun Du Ancestor.

"Yun Xiaoshan, what a simple name."

"From now on, you must follow the Ancestor and cultivate diligently, advance to the Golden Core as soon as possible, and contribute to the Ancestor's great cause, okay?"

"Rest assured, Ancestor, Xiaoshan will not disappoint you!"

"Cultivate your Golden Core as soon as possible to relieve the Ancestor's burdens!"

Looking at Yun Xiaoshan, who was full of energy, White Crane's smile grew even wider. He picked up the boy and showed him the magnificent mountains and sea of clouds.

I wonder what this new Dao Pill will taste like a hundred years from now?

Those that I raised myself must taste better, since they are the ones I raised myself.

I feel more at ease eating it then.