He looked Mo Yuanjiao up and down.
Have you started cultivating? Why don't I see any cultivation base on you? Could it be that, despite having a single Fire Spiritual Root, you still haven't drawn Qi into your body after all this time?
Unexpectedly, this was what caught his attention. Thinking of the Peach Leaf Pendant he was wearing, Mo Yuanjiao had no intention of telling him the truth; otherwise, it would expose the fact that he was already at the ninth level of Qi Refining. He felt that, for the time being, he couldn't let his cousin know just how incredibly fast their sect's cultivation speed was.
So he simply said,
That is not important. Anyway, if you ever need anything in the future, just tell me.
Saying this, fearing Li Zhouxuan would not believe him, he specifically took out a Voice Transmission Talisman from the storage pouch in his robes and handed it over.
Look at this. Is this not the same kind of Voice Transmission Talisman our sect used to reply to you before?
Li Zhouxuan took it and, upon inspection, found that it was indeed exactly the same as the one he had received previously.
Although Mo Yuanjiao had been very playful and somewhat unreliable since childhood, it was impossible for him to lie about something like this.
After all, if he had not joined the sect, where would he get such an expensive talisman?
Thus, Li Zhouxuan guessed that Mo Yuanjiao's cultivation in the sect probably was not going very smoothly, which was why he had not drawn Qi into his body after so long.
Even though he had a single spiritual root, who could say for sure when it came to cultivation? Perhaps drawing Qi into his body was just particularly difficult for him.
Therefore, he stopped asking Mo Yuanjiao about his cultivation. Instead, holding the Voice Transmission Talisman, he asked,
Is your sect very wealthy?
Hearing this, Mo Yuanjiao hesitated for a moment. Looking at him, he wondered to himself: should I answer truthfully, or should I exaggerate a bit? If I say we are very poor, will my Emperor cousin look down on our sect and think it is not an existence worth befriending?
After pondering for a moment, he replied,
It is... it is alright, I guess.
Seeing Mo Yuanjiao think before answering, Li Zhouxuan mused, Could this kid be hiding his sect's wealth?
He then stared at Mo Yuanjiao and said with a look of realization,
It seems your sect is indeed very wealthy.
Mo Yuanjiao was a bit dumbfounded. Did he not just say it was alright?
How did he interpret that as very wealthy?
Was it too late to change his tune and say they were actually very poor?
However, before Mo Yuanjiao could say anything, Li Zhouxuan asked another question,
How strong is your Sect Master?
Hearing this, Mo Yuanjiao decisively and frantically shook his head.
Not strong, not strong at all. Our Sect Master's cultivation is not high in the slightest.
Yet, he saw Li Zhouxuan nod in realization once again.
It seems your Sect Master is quite strong as well.
Mo Yuanjiao was speechless.
Was it too late to take back his offer to let his Emperor cousin ask him any questions?
Having teased his younger cousin, Li Zhouxuan chuckled inwardly. He then told Mo Yuanjiao to head back first, saying he would look for him if anything came up.
Mo Yuanjiao, who had long been feeling uncomfortable from the restrictive atmosphere of the imperial palace, immediately bid farewell to Li Zhouxuan upon hearing the order and fled as if he had wings.
Watching his retreating figure, Li Zhouxuan calmly tucked the Voice Transmission Talisman into his robes.
Now that he knew Mo Yuanjiao had joined that sect, he did not actually need to ask him anything else.
Just from the fact that this young master of the General's Manor had rejected the Three Great Sects to stay in that small sect for so long, and was now even willing to enter the imperial palace—a place he usually resisted fiercely—for the sake of this sect, one could tell that this sect was definitely not ordinary.
Even though Mo Yuanjiao was still quite young.
However, he absolutely refused to believe that General Mo's son could be so easily deceived, let alone become dead set on a hopeless, rundown sect.
It was just that this sect was undeniably wealthy...
Still, thinking about the Voice Transmission Talisman tucked inside his robe, Li Zhouxuan couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy.
To think that a mere disciple who hadn't even drawn Qi into their body could casually whip out something as valuable as a Voice Transmission Talisman...
While Mo Yuanjiao was busy running around the royal capital gathering intelligence, the members of the Lingxian Sect, thousands of miles away, were not sitting idle either.
They were all hard at work studying the Four Arts of Cultivation.
Those who could already independently refine pills or draw talismans, such as Sun Yigao and Liu Chun, had begun mass production.
These were the tasks Liu Yunan had recently assigned to everyone.
Lin Xiao had previously instructed him that it was time to start preparing the goods for the trade deal he had negotiated with the cultivation world's Duobao Pavilion.
He had even handed the trading credentials over to Liu Yunan.
Lin Xiao had also left strict instructions: if the goods were ready but he had not yet emerged from his closed-door cultivation, Senior Liao was to take someone over to complete the transaction.
Thus, the entire sect was currently pouring their efforts into preparing the merchandise.
Of course, this was only done so long as it didn't interfere with their regular cultivation.
As for Sun Yigao, although he was a fast learner, repeating the process over and over served as excellent practice.
Meanwhile, over at the sect's spirit fields, crops were being harvested and planted, batch after batch.
The main people in charge of this were Lin Dayou and Lin Yun, who led a group of elders from various families that had recently begun their cultivation journeys.
The older generation, who had initially struggled to adapt to reading and cultivating, experienced a sudden shift when they witnessed the convenient spells used for farming. Their enthusiasm and efficiency skyrocketed instantly.
They began pulling all-nighters, studying overtime every single day.
Whenever they encountered a concept they couldn't grasp, it felt like a cat was scratching at their hearts; they simply had to figure it out right then and there!
As a result, they would march next door and shake their soundly sleeping children and grandchildren awake, demanding answers to their questions.
With the elderly working so incredibly hard, how could the younger generation dare to slack off?
Thus, another fervent wave of studying swept through the entire Lingxian Sect.
Once a sufficient quantity of basic goods had been accumulated within the sect, Liu Yunan sorted and packed everything away. He then asked Senior Liao to take him to the cultivation world.
Since traveling via the teleportation array hardly took any time at all, Liu Yunan decided it was best to go by himself first.
He didn't dare suggest bringing anyone else along.
The teleportation array was simply too expensive to use.
While making this round trip wouldn't result in a loss, it would leave them with practically zero profit.
Had he not been worried that the Duobao Pavilion might think they had abandoned the deal after such a long period of silence, he would have preferred to wait a bit longer before making the trip.
Liao Pantu had originally wanted to pay out of his own pocket to bring Sun Yigao along, but unfortunately, Sun Yigao was tied up with his duties at the private school.
Furthermore, he was incredibly busy even during his free time.
In the end, Liao Pantu had to regretfully drop the idea, figuring he would just take the boy over for a fun trip whenever he finally had some downtime.
As a result, Liu Yunan became the second outsider to step foot into Liao Pantu's cave dwelling.
This time around, however, they didn't waste any time.
Upon noticing the three exhausted Qi Refining cultivators leaning on each other within the illusion outside his cave dwelling, Liao Pantu casually waved his hand to open a portal. He then tossed them out at a location far away from where he and Liu Yunan intended to exit.
After that, he took Liu Yunan straight to Yuanling City.
On the way to the Many Treasures Pavilion, Liu Yunan was extremely cautious. He steered clear of any commotion, avoided making eye contact with anyone, and refused to linger anywhere. Under the guidance of Senior Liao, he headed straight to the Many Treasures Pavilion.
After completing his transaction, he merely took a brief stroll down the street where the pavilion was located before returning to Xiushui Village.

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!