Spirit Pill Realm

Facing Zhao Zhen's beaming face, Fang Wang responded with a smile as well, saying, "If the Great Qi can become a dynasty of cultivation, then there will be many more families of cultivation. We must thank you for your efforts."

Zhao Zhen smiled and nodded, and then Li Yu began to introduce the other people to Zhao Zhen.

Throughout the entire process, Zhao Zhen displayed none of the arrogance of an emperor, while the other disciples were all very interested in him as their emperor.

On this land, dynasties rise and fall, and whenever a dynasty changes its name, the prefix of the cultivation world changes accordingly. Although they cultivate immortality, they cannot completely detach themselves from mortals. The Great Qi Dynasty is equivalent to the foundation of the Great Qi cultivation world. Cultivation emphasizes resources, and mortals are the tools for cultivators to mine resources. Moreover, cultivators also emerge from among mortals.

Many of the disciples were mortals who had the opportunity to embark on the path of cultivation. Before they began cultivating, imperial power was as high and mighty as the heavens, untouchable to them.

Now that they see the emperor as their fellow disciples, most of the disciples inevitably become somewhat arrogant.

The arrival of more and more disciples made the area in front of Qingxin Hall lively and noisy.

The third branch had over ten thousand disciples, seventy percent of whom were outer disciples. Under the arrangement of the direct disciples, they stood on the hillside below, waiting for Yang Yuanzi to speak.

The same was true for the third lineage, and the other lineages as well. All the disciples gathered together, and Fang Wang could hear cheers coming from the neighboring mountain peaks from time to time. He wondered what could make them so happy.

after awhile.

The gates of Qingxin Hall opened, and Yang Yuanzi slowly walked out.

"Greetings, Master!"

Li Yu's voice suddenly rang out, drowning out everyone else's voices. As soon as he said this, all the disciples turned around and bowed to Yang Yuanzi.

"Greetings, Master!"

"Greetings, Peak Master!"

The voices of tens of thousands of people converged, their sound shaking the heavens.

Yang Yuanzi's gaze swept over the personal disciples and sword-wielding disciples in the front row, and then looked at the disciples of all levels behind him. Most of the disciples were very excited to see him and tried their best to control their emotions.

"The reason I have summoned everyone here today is for one matter. On this day next month, our sect will hold the Nine Meridians Battle. The reason for bringing it forward is that the nine major sects have reached an agreement, and the righteous and demonic paths have joined forces to promote the transformation of the Great Qi into a cultivation dynasty."

Yang Yuanzi spoke calmly, but his words made the disciples turn their gazes toward Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen remained unfazed, as if all of this had nothing to do with him, the Emperor of Qi.

"The Nine Meridians Battle is divided into two stages. The first stage is a competition among disciples from each meridian, where the peak master selects nine disciples to compete against the disciples from the other eight meridians. The second stage is a one-on-one competition among the nine meridian disciples, with the ranking of the meridian peaks determined by the number of victories. The nine strongest disciples will represent the Taiyuan Sect in the great opportunity organized by the nine major sects."

Yang Yuanzi gave a brief introduction, without explaining the great opportunity.

He paused, then continued, "For the next three days, Li Yu, you will personally select the disciples to participate in the battle. Fang Wang does not need to participate in the assessment; he will directly represent the Third Lineage in the battle. Alright, your senior brother Li Yu will organize the process from now on. Fang Wang, follow me into the hall."

After speaking, Yang Yuanzi ignored the uproar among his disciples and turned to enter the hall.

Fang Wang immediately followed. He felt many eyes on his back, but he was not afraid. On the contrary, he was very happy. It would be a waste of time for him to spend three days doing this.

Those disciples who didn't recognize Fang Wang inquired with those around them and soon learned that Fang Wang was the first disciple to be personally taught by the master. Their confusion and resentment immediately dissipated.

Zhao Zhen watched Fang Wang's retreating figure, a smile still on his face, though his hands clenched slightly in his sleeves.

After entering the hall, the main gate was closed.

Fang Wang approached Yang Yuanzi, who was already seated, staring at him expressionlessly.

"Master, did I do something wrong?" Fang Wang asked, feigning confusion. He remembered that Guang Qiuxian had said that Yang Yuanzi was very stingy.

Yang Yuanzi snorted, "You've got some nerve!"

Do you still respect me as your master? Do you even remember what I said?

"Of course I remember, I'll never forget it for a moment!"

Fang Wang had long forgotten, after all, more than two hundred years had passed.

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"I told you to cultivate properly and stay home, and what did you do? You just reached the Spirit Shaping Realm and went to fight a ninth-level Spirit Shaping Realm cultivator, and then you even fought a third-level Spirit Core Realm cultivator!"

Yang Yuanzi said angrily, with a tone of disappointment, and Fang Wang quickly apologized and kept making promises.

After scolding for a while, Yang Yuanzi revealed a satisfied smile and said, "However, your performance did not disgrace your master. Very good!"

Fang Wang immediately flattered him, saying, "Master taught well."

"No, I didn't teach you anything. You've already gotten ahead of me."

"I only managed to comprehend it by chance. I will need Master's guidance and instruction in the future."

These words made Yang Yuanzi feel more comfortable. In fact, he had felt awkward, mainly because Fang Wang had used the Thirty-Six Swords of the Startling Swan, while he had only practiced up to the twenty-seventh sword. However, Fang Wang's attitude was very good, not arrogant at all, and even made him feel ashamed.

When his disciple encountered trouble, he became jealous of him, which is unworthy of being a teacher.

"Fang Wang, you are exceptionally talented. As your teacher, I cannot offer you any guidance, but we are master and disciple. Whatever you wish to do in the future, I will do my utmost to support you. I once applied to the sect leader to allow you to cultivate the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation, but the sect leader could not easily agree because it would be against the rules. From now on, you should strive to earn sect contributions. If there is anything you need me to ask for, just tell me." Yang Yuanzi took a deep breath and looked at Fang Wang with anticipation.

Fang Wang quickly replied, "Thank you, Master. I am preparing to break through to the Spirit Core Realm. Could you please offer some guidance?"

The Xuan Yang Shen Jing mentions the Spirit Pill Realm. The Spirit Pill Realm requires external support. The better the Spirit Pill is formed, the more helpful it will be for future cultivation and the lower the probability of inner demons appearing. Therefore, breaking through to the Spirit Pill Realm cannot be achieved simply by absorbing Qi.

Yang Yuanzi's expression was strange as he asked, "You've already reached the ninth level of the Spirit Shaping Realm?"

Fang Wang habitually concealed his aura, preventing Yang Yuanzi from seeing through his cultivation level.

Faced with his master's question, Fang Wang slowly nodded, causing Yang Yuanzi's lips to twitch.

He made an exception and allowed Fang Wang to participate directly in the Nine Meridians Battle because of Fang Wang's record. He didn't expect that Fang Wang's cultivation had already reached the ninth level of the Spirit Shaping Realm. Fang Wang's strength...

This kid has only been a student for three years!

Yang Yuanzi, who had lived for over three hundred years, couldn't help but feel inferior at this moment.

Guang Qiuxian is right. Compared to Fang Wang, he is really too mediocre.

Yang Yuanzi took a deep breath and slowly said, "The Spirit Pill Realm can be directly achieved, but if one can obtain rare and precious materials to temper one's bones and condense a Spirit Pill, it will help with future enlightenment. Let me tell you in advance, when the various sects were vying for the inheritance of the Jihao Sect, they discovered a blessed land hidden on the border of the Great Qi. It contains countless rare and precious materials. Because we discovered the presence of other dynasties' immortal cultivation sects, we had to negotiate and prepare to jointly occupy this blessed land."

"As long as you can stand out in the Nine Meridians Battle, you can go to that blessed land together. Once you enter the blessed land, everything you get will be yours. Of course, if you can't make it into the top nine, your master will still collect it for you."

Now that things had come to this point, Fang Wang naturally had to express his opinion. He immediately said, "Master, rest assured, your disciple will do his best to strive for it and bring glory to you and the Third Branch!"

Yang Yuanzi smiled with satisfaction and said, "Even disciples at the Spirit Core Realm may not be able to stand out, but I still have certain expectations for you. If you can help the Third Branch achieve a good ranking, all the disciples in the branch will be indebted to you, which will help you compete for the position of the eldest disciple in the future."

Even the greatest talent is meaningless if you don't use it!

The Third Branch is currently ranked second to last. Yang Yuanzi may seem indifferent, but he is actually holding a grudge.

The master and apprentice chatted like this for a full half hour before Yang Yuanzi finally let Fang Wang leave.

As Fang Wang walked out of the Qingxin Hall, he saw that Li Yu and other direct disciples were already organizing the competition. The outer and inner disciples were almost all watching the show. They knew that they were not qualified to participate, but seeing high-level cultivators fighting was still exciting for them, at least it broadened their horizons.

Fang Wang quietly left. When he returned to his cave, he suddenly found a figure waiting in front of the mountain gate.

Zhou Xue!

She was dressed in the robes of a direct disciple of the Taiyuan Sect, leaning against the mountain gate, playing with a flute in her hand. When she saw Fang Wang return, a smile appeared on her face.

"You're finally back!"

Fang Wang quickly walked up to Zhou Xue and said happily.