He still had many tasks left unfinished.
At this mont, Heaven Slaughter, Earth Slaughter, Chuu Yuying, Yunhai, and others arrived late.
"Chancellor, what happened?"
Zhi Xin seed to feel a gaze from the unseen realms projecting onto him.
He put on a smiling face, looking as if spring was in the air, and said with a laugh:
"Haha, no need to panic, Qingxuan has successfully crossed the tribulation, and I couldn’t help but spar a bit earlier."
"Ah, I see, congratulations!"
The crowd offered their congratulations one after another.
Zhi Xin smiled without speaking further, and only cald down after the crowd dispersed.
He indeed did not reveal anything.
He didn’t even plan to tell Song Lin.
Of course, Song Lin was an incredibly smart individual.
In the coming months, he anticipated having no interactions with Wu Qingxuan, probably realizing sothing, and wouldn’t easily trust Wu Qingxuan again.
As long as he achieved this, it was enough.
Zhi Xin returned to his residence.
He walked up to a Yellow Turban Warrior Taoist Soldier.
Whoosh!
A trace of Divine Split flew into it.
The Yellow Turban Warrior suddenly ca to life.
"From now on, you will be my avatar."
Zhi Xin patted the shoulder of the Yellow Turban Warrior.
Then he sat down cross-legged, and a golden compass appeared in his palm.
The golden compass continuously deduced.
Billions of calculations per second.
This level of calculation was extrely taxing on one’s spirit and mana.
Therefore, many Divination Masters didn’t live long.
However, such Divination Skills generally were used for deducing tribulation crossing thods, finding flaws in cultivation techniques, or at worst, for slaying demons and exorcising devils.
But Zhi Xin used it to find suitable candidates for the Hidden Pulse, akin to using a bull’s strength to kill a chicken.
However, this greatly expanded the developnt space for the Hidden Pulse.
After finding a suitable candidate, Zhi Xin would have Song Lin impart the spell.
The Hidden Pulse must teach the exact sa thod as the main pulse.
Very soon, Zhi Xin deduced the whereabouts of a person.
Then he concealed the heavenly chanism and directed the Yellow Turban Warrior to find soone.
After the Yellow Turban Warrior left, Zhi Xin manipulated another person to head to Smoke Cave Ghost Market.
Prepared to et that Xiangling.
The Daoist legacy of Yin Spring Palace was preserved most intact.
According to the top-secret information Zhi Xin saw, quite a few experts from Yin Spring Palace escaped successfully, among them were formidable cultivators of the Thunder Tribulation Realm.
As long as he could find these people, they would be considered an asset to the Outer Sect.
Xuanyu City.
A wooden boat, eighteen zhang high and divided into nine layers, tore through the sky and landed steadily on Liangfeng Platform.
This was the Nine Heavens Core Boat, capable of holding tens of thousands, generally the official travel magic treasure of the Spirit Treasure Sect.
Boom!
The Nine Heavens Core Boat landed heavily.
A long stairway descended from the deck, where Chuu Yuying and City Lord Yunhai had long awaited beneath.
Behind them were two Taoists with stately deanors and square faces, the two bearing a seven or eight-part resemblance.
They were Tian Shi’s sons, Ling Fu and Spirit Sword.
Unlike the infamous Zhengsi, the two had a good reputation within the Taoist School.
Today they ca as Tian Shi’s delegates to receive the guests.
The first to descend the stairway was a red-skinned Taoist.
The Taoist appeared to be in his forties or fifties, with a fire-red bead embedded in his forehead, exuding a fiery aura all over.
Behind him stood a burly man, three zhang tall, with a full beard.
A considerable number of cultivators followed behind them.
"Master Jiulong! Great Master Juling! Welco to Holy Might Taoist School!"
Chuu Yuying and others expressed their welco.
"Chuu Taoist, kind and benevolent! Long ti no see."
Master Jiulong said with a smile.
The cultivators from Spirit Treasure Sect gave off an impression of imnse wealth, adorned with treasures from head to toe, their clothing of the sa style, equipped with various arrays.
Ordinary Taoist robes often added a bit of dustproof and waterproof restrictions at most.
The group amounted to around seventy or eighty people.
On the other side, a shadowy cloud flew in from the horizon.
Eighty-eight towering ghosts and gods stood on the shadowy cloud, carrying a grand jade chariot on their shoulders.
The onlookers imdiately knew these were people from Yuzhen Sect.
The people of Yuzhen Sect specialized in summoning ghosts and gods and Outer Pill Techniques.
Like the people of Spirit Treasure Sect, they were glamorous and wealthy.
The leader of Yuzhen Sect was even a colleague of Chuu Yuying.
Zhenzhou Society Commandery Officer, Lang Xiao, an affable and amiable elderly man.
"Taoist Brother, I’ve been awaiting you for long."
Chuu Yuying greeted warmly.
After so pleasantries, Chuu Yuying smiled and said, "Honored Taoists, please join in paying respects to Tian Shi."
This magic eting was held in the year of Jiazi, hence also called the Jiazi Festival.
It lasted a total of ten days, without any particularly formal structure, with individual expertise separating into various smaller etings, allowing debates or competitions to determine the best.
Generally, Tian Shi would offer rewards. While the rewards were not the primary concern, many ca for the sake of gaining fa.
Reputation could bring vast benefits, helping one forge more connections, and enhancing one’s status within the Outer Sect.
Moreover, at the Festival, gathering insights might even advance one’s cultivation.
After all, Immortal Cultivation wasn’t like tomb raiding, and after thirty-five rounds of Upper Pure Demon Tribulations, the ancient cultivation techniques might not even be feasible.
So Taoists with bizarre appearances were often due to their cultivation techniques, a side effect which might not have existed in ancient tis.
This was caused by the great changes of heaven and earth.
After eting Tian Shi, and hearing him preach the Dao, Ziyun officially participated in the conference as a senior grandmaster of the Taoist School.
Ziyun did not disclose his relationship with Zhi Xin, instead addressing by his position.
The group settled in Xuanyu City.
Aside from daily spell demonstrations, they occasionally engaged in trade with Xuanyu City’s cultivators.
They even ford trade contracts with other forest leaders.
This eting had a bit of a fair’s atmosphere, aside from exchanging cultivation insights, it also aid to promote trade, benefiting the Taoist School.
Among them, Lang Xiao was the most popular; the pills he brought amazed the mbers of Holy Might Taoist School.
During the Alchemy Conference, he single-handedly defeated the heroes of Spirit Treasure Sect and Holy Might Sect.
People willingly bowed in admiration.
Chuu Yuying’s expression was sowhat displeased.
In other conferences, at least there were instances of to and fro, whereas in the Alchemy Dao and Artifact Refining, it was a complete defeat.
Holy Might Taoist School’s magic was powerful, yet in pill refining and artifact crafting, they often found their necks stuck.
"Taoist Lang Xiao’s alchemy skills can be said to engage the wondrous creations of heaven and earth."
Ziyun said with a soft smile.
"I’m not worthy of such praise, this poor Taoist is rely of above-average potential in Yuzhen Sect, unworthy of such titles."
Taoist Lang Xiao modestly remarked.
As the conference was in full swing, Song Lin arrived at Mingxing Peak.
"Do you have the confidence to stand out?" Zhi Xin asked.
"What’s the use, I can’t participate anyway."
Song Lin responded with a bitter smile.
With his experience in the story world, he swiftly mastered the Small Rejuvenation Pill Skill.
To his surprise, the others had no intention to let him participate.
Song Lin found them quite shaless.
"No problem, later you go to Zhongxi Direction of the Holy Might Forest to Purple Mist Peak for pill refining. At that place during sunset, Outer Sect cultivators will notice that area..."
Zhi Xin revealed his divination results.
"Alright." Song Lin trusted him wholeheartedly, "By the way, about the Hidden Pulse matter..."
"Rest assured, recruitnt is underway, I’ve already coordinated with Xiangling, and soon I’ll locate the descendants of Yin Spring Palace."
"Thank you, Mage!"
Song Lin flew to Purple Mist Peak.
This peak was rather desolate and notably tall.
He summoned the alchemy furnace.
And placed male and female arsenic, sulfur, and rcury into the alchemy furnace. When the heat was adequate, he placed them into a brass device, along with Moon Water and Red Snow Pill Water.
These two waters are important ingredients in water technique alchemy, made from various Divine Waters and precious treasure dicines. Song Lin usually prepared a large amount of these waters in advance.
This ti he used the rcury Sulfur Sect’s alchemy water technique.
Now it was just the initial phase.
Two hours later, red milk was ford on the wall of the copper device, growing several centiters, known as the five-colored langgan.
He then mixed it with a hundred-year-old Vermilion Grass, a hundred-year-old dodder seed, and the egg and blood of a black crane.
Throughout the process, the timing, sequence, and technique had to be executed flawlessly without any error.
Finally, he added jade shavings, softening it into a pill.
A crimson Three Golden Returning Pill was ford.
This pill enhanced mana, vitality, and physique—an upper-grade spiritual pill, suitable for those practicing body refinent, core formation, and stabilizing the Purple Mansion.
Song Lin then placed this pill back into the alchemy furnace for further refinent.
He aid to apply the Rejuvenation Pill Skill.
After three cycles of refinent, its potency approached that of a treasure pill.
As ti slipped away—one cycle, two cycles...the ti point Zhi Xin ntioned drew nearer.
The treasure pill was completed, and his fa was about to be established at this mont.
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