Inside the array, only forty or so years had passed.
In the real world, more than a month had gone by.
Song Lin didn’t feel particularly bored. He would return to the real world to practice martial arts and reflect when tired, help transform all the Hundred-man Generals into Yellow Turban Warriors, or strike down demons.
Within Yin Mountain.
"Roar!!"
The black tiger let out a long howl toward the heavens, surrounded by hundreds of ghosts, its demon energy surging skyward.
Boom!
Divine Thunder tore through the pitch-black night sky, dark clouds roiled, and heaven and earth trembled.
The Divine Thunder charged forward relentlessly, vaporizing the demonic energy on the surface of the black tiger demon like lting snow and ice, scattering the ghosts entirely.
The entire demonic body transford into a glowing white sphere.
Once the radiance dissipated, only a skeleton remained where it had stood.
The ghosts scattered in all directions, while more than a dozen Taoist disciples led Rampant Soldiers to eliminate them.
Boom!
As a ten-zhang-long Red Dragon rolled forward, it ended by dispersing the soul of the final ghost.
"Whew!! Finally succeeded." Gu Yuchan wiped the sweat from his forehead.
After returning from the Three Passes Conference, three geniuses of the younger generation had entered the Qi Refinent Realm.
Moreover, Pei Yu and Yan Jiuge had been taken in as disciples by Shi Yinhua and Wang Ziyue, leaving only Gu Yuchan alone to carry out missions.
"Senior Brother’s Divine Skills are remarkable! A Qi Refining Demon is at least worth a hundred yin rit points. It’s a pity there’s no hide to collect; otherwise, even more Taoist rit could be gained."
"There’s no other choice—human lives are more important, slaying demons takes priority."
The other Taoist disciples ca over to congratulate him.
"It’s a sha Taoist Brother doesn’t have a ntor; otherwise, you wouldn’t have to join us on missions. As a leader, shouldn’t you be receiving more recognition?"
One of the Taoist disciples spoke with so regret.
Gu Yuchan frowned and reprimanded, "Watch your words! The Taoist Master’s decisions are not for you to question!"
The Taoist disciples dared not speak further.
At night, Gu Yuchan returned to his quiet chamber, and for so reason, he let out a deep sigh.
The world may label him a genius, but only he knew in his heart that he was rely skilled in the path of Qi Refinent.
Once the Qi Refinent Realm was surpassed, he would undoubtedly beco average. It was no surprise that the temple’s great masters hadn’t taken him as a disciple.
Gu Yuchan gazed up at the pristine moon in the sky, his spirit gradually drifting far away.
He envisioned himself as a toad, continually absorbing the moon’s essence and rging it with his True Qi.
This was Gu Yuchan’s innate gift.
He didn’t need to search for the essence of heaven and earth; he could simply activate his True Qi to absorb directly from the moon.
This type of True Qi was called Heavenly Toad Breath True Qi.
Its characteristic was its growth: starting from the fourth rank, the grade of the True Qi would gradually increase with years of cultivation.
But even so, it was beyond help. He couldn’t remain in the Qi Refinent Realm forever. After entering the Divine Establishnt Period, his advantages would vanish, possibly leaving him worse off than others—he couldn’t even produce Rampant Soldiers.
While Gu Yuchan was cultivating, he suddenly noticed a figure appear in the secret chamber.
Startled, he imdiately stood up and focused his gaze. It turned out to be Song Lin, so he bowed deeply. "Disciple pays respect to the temple master."
"I have a thod of Qi Refinent for cultivation, but this technique has never been seen in the world and carries imnse risks. The path ahead may lead to no road, draining life in vain. Are you willing to acknowledge as your master?"
Gu Yuchan’s later innate gifts might falter, but, relying on his earlier Qi Refinent talent laying a strong foundation, Divine Establishnt was sure to be achievable.
Even Core Formation would have a one-in-ten probability.
Don’t underestimate one-in-ten—all the statistics showed that out of three thousand Taoists, only one Core Formation cultivator would erge—a probability of one in three thousand for ordinary people.
Gu Yuchan did not hesitate. He imdiately agreed.
"Disciple pays respect to Master!"
Gu Yuchan knelt and kowtowed, his heart filled with gratitude.
"Good, the disciple initiation ceremony will be held tomorrow. Prepare well. For now, let explain the path of Qi Refinent to you."
The Qi Refinent cultivation thod might forge a pathway to the Great Dao, but Song Lin remained skeptical about this technique.
First, its aptitude requirents were exceptionally stringent—those not gifted in Qi Refinent might never even reach the Qi Gathering Stage.
Second, its demands for resources and environnt were even more exacting—no need to elaborate on that.
Cultivators would inevitably struggle daily, vying for resources, unlike the convenience of the current Qi Refining and Spirit Stabilizing thod.
Those in the Divine Establishnt and Core Formation stages had already begun comprehending the Great Dao, while Qi Refinent practitioners were still scrambling for resources.
Of course, it was still a hundred tis stronger than the likes of the Five Ghosts and True Demons.
"Sitting Forget, Qi Gathering, Qi Refining, Nourishing Yuan, Foundation Establishnt, Core Formation... Truly, the pathway of Qi Refinent. Thank you, Master!"
Gu Yuchan was so moved that he knelt and kowtowed once more. He would never forget this grace as long as he lived.
This was exactly where his strengths lay.
"Go back and cultivate diligently. After Qi Refinent, co to for the cultivation thod for the Nourishing Yuan Stage."
Having said that, Song Lin left.
The dissemination of Otherworld cultivation techniques didn’t make much of a difference.
This world was too diverse—in the Southern Yin Mountain Taoist School alone, there were over two hundred different cultivation thods.
The issues surrounding the Qi Refinent cultivation levels could actually be referenced directly to the real world, so as not to attract undue attention.
By the ti anyone noticed anything unusual, the cultivators might already have reached the Core Formation Stage.
Song Lin returned to the Taoist Temple on the mountain.
Since becoming the temple master, he had rarely returned to Hidden Sword Manor, even gifting the estate away to governnt officials.
As for the people within the manor, Song Lin had brought them into the Taoist Temple, as a gesture of gratitude for their diligence. Their future depended solely on their own fortunes.
...
Within the story’s world.
Song Lin awoke within crimson mountains.
Looking at the unchanging sky of ten thousand years, Song Lin let out a deep sigh.
"Forty years have passed."
Indeed, it was the Heavenly Emperor’s Secret Realm—forty years within its confines yielded no flaws to uncover.
This space even had the effect of distorting perception, making people feel that ti dragged on endlessly.
If it weren’t for the anchor of ti in the real world, Song Lin might not have endured it—perhaps even resorting to suicide.
"This avatar must not die."
The death of the avatar would ripple into the real world.
Not to ntion, the Xuan Qi Chongguan thod and the Cloud Seal Mysterious Character Jade Scripture would disappear along with it.
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