Monopolizing the Great Path!

Senior Brother Liu was not from one of the five great families; he was a rogue cultivator who had worked his way up through the ranks.

As fellow practitioners with similar backgrounds, he was more patient with Lu Yun and didn't hesitate to answer his questions.

Lu Yun thought for a moment, then asked curiously, "The demand for those talismans must be enormous, and they must be extremely profitable in terms of spirit stones, right?"

"Making talismans certainly earns spirit stones."

Senior Brother Liu sighed, then changed the subject, "But the Dao of talismans in the immortal path is entirely in the hands of the Ziwei Jiuchen Immortal Dao Sect. We can't even figure out which way the door to the Dao of talismans opens."

"Monopoly?" Lu Yun frowned.

As far as he knew, there were five sects in the Immortal Path, so it was impossible for one sect to dominate the entire path.

"Can they really stop me from drawing talismans in private?"

"We have no say in whether or not someone draws talismans in private."

Senior Brother Liu shook his head, "But the Great Dao is lofty and unfathomable."

The Ziwei Immortal Sect once had a true immortal who condensed the Dao of Talismans and engraved them between the Immortal Realm and Heaven.

Those who do not possess the Purple Star Dharma Seed will find that only one-tenth of the power of the talismans they draw remains.

Lu Yun's pupils contracted slightly.

"They can even monopolize the Great Dao!?" This statement was beyond his comprehension.

The powerful can sever the Great Dao; this is far too terrifying.

Senior Brother Liu spoke in a calm tone, as if he were talking about a well-known old story.

"The Purple Star Nine Stars monopolize the Way of Talismans, while the Danxia Immortal Mansion controls the Way of Pills. As a result, the chances of successfully forming pills have been greatly reduced throughout the entire Immortal Realm and even the surrounding areas."

Lu Yun opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

To monopolize the auxiliary cultivation path in one region—what immense fortune that must be, and how many resources are involved behind the scenes?

"So, among all the arts of cultivation, only weapon crafting and formation techniques remain unmonitored?"

"good."

Senior Brother Liu nodded, "My Hundred Refinement Immortal Academy belongs to the Taixu Immortal Dao Sect, and we have some true teachings in the art of weapon refining."

We only hope that one day a true immortal ancestor within our sect will be able to condense a Dao Fruit for weapon refining. At that time, we too can dominate this path, and spirit stones will naturally flow in.

As he spoke, he laughed first.

Lu Yun nodded in deep agreement.

A monopolistic business is, of course, a good business.

No wonder.

He had been wondering why the Hundred Refinements Immortal Academy only focused on weapon crafting and didn't touch any other arts.

So there's more to it than meets the eye.

The path to immortality is ethereal and its power unfathomable; even the Great Dao can be grasped in the palm of one's hand.

Senior Brother Liu sighed again: "It's just a pity that refining weapons is not like making talismans and pills; it's extremely difficult to monopolize it."

Lu Yun then asked, "If they control the elixirs and talismans in the Immortal Realm, what about the other four regions?"

The desolate continent is not limited to the realm of immortals; it also encompasses four vast territories: the realm of saints, the realm of evil, the realm of Buddhas, and the realm of demons.

"Once you leave the realm of immortals, you are naturally no longer bound by the great Dao here."

Senior Brother Liu blinked and lowered his voice.

"Therefore, within my Immortal Realm, there is no shortage of smuggled black market pills from other realms."

Lu Yun's heart stirred, and he vaguely understood something.

The existence of black market goods indicates that there are still external checks and balances.

If we were truly completely cut off from the outside world, the prices of elixirs and talismans would probably skyrocket.

"The sect affiliated with the nearby Miaoyao Immortal Academy is Danxia Immortal Mansion."

Deng Wenying's arrogant face flashed through Lu Yun's mind.

Isn't she following the path of alchemy?

"The 'Thousand Threads of Illusory Flame Illuminating Elixir Method' of the Wonderful Medicine Immortal Academy is a true inheritance from the Immortal Abode."

Senior Brother Liu casually replied, "Although the disciples of the Myriad Medicines Academy are a bit arrogant, it must be admitted that the quality of the pills they refine is indeed superior to ordinary ones."

When Lu Yun heard the words "The Method of Illuminating the Elixir with Thousand Threads of Illusionary Flame," his heart skipped a beat.

He took away half of Deng Wenying's true understanding of the Dharma.

Could it be that I can also refine pills?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he firmly suppressed it.

The leakage of true teachings is a matter of utmost importance; the slightest carelessness could lead to being hunted down by the immortals, a loss that would outweigh any gain.

Right now, he can't even be touched.

Suppressing his emotions, Lu Yun steered the conversation back on track.

"Senior brother just said that battle tactics are extremely important? Whether or not you have battle tactics makes a world of difference."

These days, he has heard many scions of prominent families in the front row discussing battle tactics.

Their first goal after entering the Immortal Hall seems to be to learn combat techniques, and the family will provide assistance when the time comes.

Considering the many achievements Lu Yun had brought him, Senior Brother Liu didn't mind speaking frankly.

"Only by mastering a battle technique and perfecting it can one be qualified to inherit the seed of the technique, cultivate the true method, receive the true transmission, and lay the foundation for the Great Dao."

As he said this, a hint of undisguised longing flashed in his eyes.

"Having cultivated the true method, one receives the blessing of the Great Dao, and the foundation building stage becomes a possibility. Every move one makes is accompanied by the power of heaven and earth, capable of burning mountains and boiling seas..."

Lu Yun frowned slightly.

The true Dharma... can also receive the blessing of the Great Dao?

He didn't seem to feel anything at all.

However, he couldn't bring himself to ask this question, as the senior brother Liu in front of him didn't seem to be practicing any true methods either.

As we were talking, we arrived at our destination.

A six-story pavilion stands majestically in front of us, with flying eaves and brackets, exuding a profound and imposing aura.

On one side of the pavilion, a large area of ​​the training ground was shrouded in an array. From the air, one could vaguely see figures intertwined inside, engaged in combat.

Senior Brother Liu became interested and tilted his flying sword slightly.

"No amount of words can compare to seeing it for yourself. There are disciples who have cultivated the true methods to spar with you down there. I'll take you down to have a look."

Before he finished speaking, the sword suddenly leaned forward and accelerated abruptly.

Before Lu Yun could react, the wind whistled past his ears and light and shadow darted around him.

When he came to his senses, his feet had already landed lightly on the ground.

The person flies ahead, while the soul chases behind.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

The experience of riding this flying sword is truly beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Senior Brother Liu led him into the inside of the Dharma performance venue.

The ground beneath our feet is quite peculiar, entirely cast from limestone, forming a seamless whole without any gaps.

There are eight courts in total, each comparable to a small square.

The arena where people were fighting was shrouded in a light array, preventing the leakage of true energy.

A number of gray-robed disciples from the Immortal Hall had gathered around the arena. Upon seeing Senior Brother Liu's yellow robe, they all bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, senior brother from the Immortal Academy."

Senior Brother Liu kept his eyes straight ahead and led Lu Yun to a stop in front of a field.

Inside the formation, two disciples in gray robes were facing off.

The lapel was embroidered with red flame patterns, and his aura was around the fifth level of Qi Refining.

One of them was incredibly vigorous, with a burly build of nearly two meters and bulging muscles, standing there like a wall of flesh.

He clearly also practiced body-refining techniques, and his skill in them was quite high.

The other person was surrounded by fiery red true energy, which even distorted the surrounding air.

"Junior brother, who do you think will win between these two?" Senior Brother Liu asked.

Lu Yun stared at the scene, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the two men twice.

"Judging from their auras alone... that burly senior brother seems to be stronger."

But he wasn't sure.

While the burly disciple was undeniably imposing, the intense heat emanating from the person opposite him was equally formidable.

Could it be that the aura of battle techniques?

Senior Brother Liu nodded slightly: "The burly one is a dual cultivator of body and magic, quite talented. The one opposite him cultivates the battle technique 'Flowing Flame Crimson Crow'."

Tactics are often subtle and unassuming; it's difficult to gauge their true strength based solely on momentum.

Before the words were even finished, the two people inside the formation had already moved.

The burly disciple was the first to attack, his hands forming hand seals, instantly creating two layers of water shields and one layer of rock armor around his body.

He was like an armored bear, charging forward with heavy, monotonous steps.

The person opposite them, however, was prepared.

He formed a complex hand seal with both hands, and flames blazed around him.

Seven or eight fire crows materialized out of thin air, their wingspans exceeding a foot. They seemed to possess intelligence, scattering and swooping out from several directions.

The fire crow crashed into the water shield, and with a "hiss," the shield instantly vaporized into mist.

The second one pounced, cracking the rocky armor; the third one exploded.

Sparks flew and air surged.

Before the burly, bear-like figure could even get close, he was thrown away by the aftershock of the explosion, crashing heavily against the array wall before sliding down.

In a short while, the outcome was decided.

Lu Yun's pupils contracted slightly as he looked at it.

The fire crow looked almost identical to the fireball spell, but its power... had increased several times over.

Senior Brother Liu stood with his hands behind his back, his tone calm yet every word resonated deeply.

"Battle tactics are the manifestation of the Great Dao in the world; their significance is no less than that of cultivation techniques."

"Cultivating the techniques is merely embarking on the path of cultivation; learning combat techniques is what truly marks one's entry into the Dao."

Lu Yun was startled, as if something had suddenly become clear to him through those words.

Next target: tactics.

Because he possessed genuine magical abilities, he inevitably held some contempt for the disciples of the Immortal Hall.

Witnessing the power of the battle tactics firsthand, any slight arrogance vanished instantly.

What good is having more internal energy?

Facing a cultivator who has truly mastered combat techniques, a slight misstep can lead to defeat.

Combat is certainly not his forte.

Senior Brother Liu patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to leave.

Just then, the array of light curtains on the field slowly dissipated.

The burly disciple who had been blown away got up from the ground, rubbing his chest, and revealed his face.

Lu Yun's gaze fell on that face, and he suddenly felt that it looked somewhat familiar.

Thick eyebrows, square jaw, with a touch of roguishness.

The four words came out without hesitation.

"Brother Shen Yi."