Back then, he had suffered so much in order to temper his divine sense.
Later, he finally developed the Soul Refining Art on his own. By combining it with the large piece of Soul-Nourishing Wood he had obtained, he finally solved the problem of tempering his divine sense and became a cultivator with a powerful divine sense.
One must know that if one's divine sense was truly powerful, the benefits might not be obvious in the early stages, but the further one progressed in cultivation, the more advantages there would be.
These benefits were not only reflected in magical battles; if your divine sense was strong, you would have a huge advantage even against someone of the same cultivation level.
The most important benefit, however, lay in breaking through and transcending tribulations.
Moreover, there had always been a rumor in the cultivation world that the stronger a cultivator's divine sense was, the more likely they were to reach the very end of the path.
Previously, Liao Pantu had not mentioned this to everyone in the sect because there were barely any Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sect at the moment.
Many of them couldn't even fully grasp the concept of divine sense.
Speaking about it too early would just be a waste of breath.
He had originally planned to wait until everyone's cultivation level had improved a bit more before explaining the importance of divine sense to them.
Hearing this, Jiang Youfu didn't completely understand, but he knew he had stumbled upon a good thing. He happily began eating the roast suckling pig that Lin Xiao had praised earlier.
Beside him, Lin Xiao was deep in thought.
Originally, he had never paid attention to the issue of divine sense, assuming it was roughly the same for every cultivator. After all, his own cultivation had improved so quickly that he hadn't had the time to notice such things.
Now, hearing Senior Liao say this, he realized that divine sense actually needed to be tempered. Furthermore, everyone's method of tempering was different, and not everyone even possessed an effective method to do so.
It seemed he would have to look into this matter later.
Usually, it was Jiang Youfu cooking spirit food for others, but today he finally got to eat spirit food prepared by someone else.
Although he felt his own cooking was delicious, the taste of Immortal Fragrance Restaurant was indeed not bad either.
It was just that the spiritual energy content wasn't as abundant as in his own dishes.
But regardless, the feeling of just eating without having to do any work was still extremely good.
After eating and drinking their fill, Liao Pantu returned to the Soul-Nourishing Pendant, and Lin Xiao and Jiang Youfu left the Immortal Fragrance Restaurant in satisfaction.
It was currently high noon.
There were far fewer people on the streets.
Perhaps a portion of them had gone to buy boat tickets.
Over the past few days, Lin Xiao had already taken Jiang Youfu to stroll through the main streets frequented by cultivators. Now that they had nothing else going on, he planned to go to Seven Stars Street to see if there was any new information.
They were idle anyway, and gathering more information was never a bad thing.
Thinking of this, Lin Xiao suddenly pondered: what if, in the future, he had the sect members who came to the Treasure Pavilion for trades not return immediately after finishing? They could also take a stroll down Seven Stars Street and memorize the public information there to bring back.
That was a pretty good idea!
Lin Xiao secretly praised himself in his heart.
That was what they would do from now on!
No matter the time of day, Seven Stars Street could always be considered the most bustling place in all of Yuanling City.
Within this massive city, there were always people lacking sources of information, and there were always those who wanted to exchange information for various benefits.
These benefits did not solely refer to material gains.
For example, the major cultivation families of Yuanling City.
They would often have their subordinates publicly and freely display many trivial pieces of information that were easily obtainable to them under their family's name on Seven Stars Street.
This kind of thing happened in many cities.
Information shops like Wanwantong generally wouldn't sell these free, minor pieces of news. Of course, if there really was a fool willing to pay money for such information, they wouldn't play the noble gentleman and refuse it.
When they set up shop in any city, they would always pay their respects to the local powers with heavy gifts, so the various families wouldn't compete with them over major news.
After all, these families did not rely on selling information to make a living.
Moreover, these cultivation families wouldn't easily offend an information network like Wanwantong. After all, a single family's channels for gathering intelligence were ultimately limited. Although normally, Wanwantong would be very tactful and deliver some relatively important news to these prominent families in advance.
But no one knew if, one day in the future, a crucial piece of life-saving information their family desperately needed would end up in Wanwantong's hands.
Therefore, in the year since Wanwantong had established itself in Yuanling City, both sides had always coexisted very harmoniously.
There were many information walls on Seven Stars Street.
The powerful major families of Yuanling City almost each had a large information wall of their own, while the slightly weaker families divided up the remaining walls amongst themselves.
Lin Xiao weaved through these information walls, browsing them one by one.
Jiang Youfu looked at the various purchasing notices on them. The names of items he had absolutely no knowledge of, followed by massive purchasing prices, left him thoroughly amazed.
Lin Xiao was fine, though; he was just casually looking anyway.
Seeing some of the purchasing prices, he even pondered whether, during their three days of free time before boarding the ship, they could go make a little pocket money if they had nothing else to do.
Now that he was at the Golden Core stage, fighting some small monsters to earn some spirit stones shouldn't be a problem, right?
Then, he saw a very eye-catching notice hung high on the Yuan family's information wall.
[Purchasing an Icefield Spirit for One Hundred Thousand Spirit Stones]
Ah, this?
One hundred thousand spirit stones?
Lin Xiao immediately sent a voice transmission to Senior Liao in the Soul-Nourishing Pendant in his embrace:
Senior, would you consider selling that Icefield Spirit of yours?
Hearing him ask this, Liao Pantu knew he must have seen some news. He quietly extended his divine sense to investigate the information wall and quickly spotted the one hundred thousand spirit stones offer.
Liao Pantu sent a voice transmission back to Lin Xiao:
Hmph, brat, don't just focus on money all day long. If that Icefield Spirit is nurtured well, its usefulness will be far greater than a mere one hundred thousand spirit stones.
But its abilities seem to overlap a bit with our sect's Purification Spell, so it's actually not that useful, right? Knowing this meant he wouldn't agree to sell, Lin Xiao felt a tiny bit of regret.
Seeing that he hadn't given up, Liao Pantu couldn't be bothered to entertain him. He snorted and decisively refused:
I'm not selling it regardless! If you don't want it, I'll leave it for my disciple!
The Tianxuan Sect, a top-tier sect in the Southern Spirit Domain, had once again reached the time for its annual secret realm trial.
At this moment, the plaza within the Tianxuan Sect was a sea of people, packed with Qi Refining cultivators.
These Qi Refining cultivators all looked forward with great anticipation at the elders on the high platform. Filled with excitement and lofty ambitions, they all fantasized about whether they could use the gains from this secret realm to become the leading figures among the sect's Qi Refining stage disciples in one fell swoop.
There were a total of ten secret realms that the Tianxuan Sect had selected for its disciples, and the opening periods for these secret realms were all roughly the same.
Every disciple could independently choose one of these ten secret realms to undergo their trial.
In a little while, these elders would take charge of leading the groups, bringing these Qi Refining disciples to the entrances of their chosen secret realms to begin this year's secret realm trial journey.

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!