106: Spreading the Heavenly Saint Dharma

Yuanlian Island.

Gu Changsheng carefully examined the fiery Golden Core in his hand.

“Not bad. It possesses a natural aura and a special Dao charm.

No wonder it can increase the chances of a Breakthrough to the Profound Cave.”

Gu Changsheng flipped his palm, and a green Pill Fire emerged from his palm.

The Nine Revolutions Golden Pill remained unaffected; instead, it became even more refined.

This was the Art of Palm Alchemy.

Refining pills in one's palm, a sign of consummate skill.

Over the years, the Yuan Ci Avatar had secretly collected images of various True Dan Grandmasters.

The main body painted portraits of each one.

Even without entering the Scripture Pavilion, Gu Changsheng had learned most of the Tiansheng Sect’s secret arts and cultivation techniques.

The Alchemy lineage, in particular, was a key target.

It had been thoroughly scrutinized.

All sorts of Alchemy techniques and secret arts were mastered.

Among them, Chief Dan Huo’s Gu Pill Art was the most exquisite.

Using the Heavenly Saint Worm to assist in Alchemy, the master-servant roles were reversed, much like a serf singing after gaining freedom.

Gu Changsheng had already elevated this secret art to the ninth tier.

His mastery far surpassed that of the Dan Huo Old Ancestor.

He was directly catching up to the Old Ancestor who created this secret art.

“With my current Alchemy mastery, I can try to deduce other Pill Formulas.

Especially this Nine Revolutions Golden Pill.

Though their properties vary, the fundamental principles of Alchemy involve the resonance and compatibility of medicinal properties, coupled with shared refining methods.

I have some confidence in reverse-deducing Pill Formulas for other properties.

The only thing to consider, paradoxically, is how to solve the problem of the Heavenly Saint Worm…”

Gu Changsheng had already gained entry into the nine types of Heavenly Saint Techniques.

But he lacked a Spiritual Root and had been unable to progress.

One had to possess a Spiritual Root to do so.

And the Spiritual Root was formed by the Heavenly Saint Worm.

The risks involved were considerable.

So, it had been delayed.

“Swallowing Medicinal Pills to birth a Spiritual Root… ultimately, it still comes down to improving the Pill Formula.”

Over the years, the Yuan Ci Avatar had secretly collected many Pill Formulas.

Among them was the Xianyuan Pill Pill Formula.

This Nine Revolutions Golden Pill Pill Formula had given Gu Changsheng many inspirations.

A bottleneck that had plagued Pill Formula improvement now had a new direction.

“I need to find a group of people to serve as test subjects…”

A pond.

Wind and rain lashed down, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

A young fisherman, clad in a straw cape, still poled his boat, casting his net to fish.

In the vast thousand-mile lake, the black-awning boat was like a leaf, drifting with the waves, liable to capsize at any moment.

“No, before the end of the month, I must catch a Red Fire Spirit Fish to sell and treat my mother’s illness…”

A wave rolled over, drenching Fang Ping’s forehead with lake water.

His veins bulged as he desperately clutched the fishing net, his palms turning white from the strain, showing faint traces of blood.

Suddenly, the net sank, and a flash of crimson streaked beneath the water.

“It’s a Red Fire Spirit Fish!”

Fang Ping shrieked, then yanked the rope ring, tying it to the black-awning mast.

The Spirit Fish underwater possessed unparalleled strength, easily hundreds of catties of power.

Only by exhausting its physical strength could a Mortal have any chance of catching it.

This was experience gained by fishermen risking their lives.

Suddenly, a flash of tail fin, like a blade, cut through the water.

Rip—

The fishing net tore, the mast fell, its cut surface smooth, as if cleaved by a peerless blade master.

Fang Ping stood at the bow, nearly cut in half.

A massive fish head surfaced.

Its bloodthirsty fish eyes stared intently at Fang Ping.

“Fish King!

It has become a Demonic Beast!”

The Fish King wielded Demonic Techniques; a single strike could kill a Mortal.

Fang Ping’s eyes were filled with despair.

After half a month of waiting for a Spirit Fish, what appeared was a Fish King.

“It’s over… I’m dead…”

The Fish King leaped, its mouth full of ferocious teeth, intending to swallow both the man and the boat whole.

At this moment, a streak of green Sword Qi cut through.

The Fish King split into two, its dark red blood staining the waters.

“Immortal… Immortal Lord…”

Fang Ping looked up at the figure in the sky with utter disbelief.

Standing in the Void Realm, only an Immortal could achieve such a feat.

“Young man… your luck is good.

This Venerable One intends to impart a cultivation technique to you.

However, this technique is perilous, and life or death is unpredictable. Do you wish to learn it?”

Gu Changsheng, wearing a bug-face mask, spoke coldly.

“I do! I do!”

Fang Ping prostrated himself immediately.

“Good!”

A streak of spiritual light entered his mind, and Fang Ping felt a cultivation technique appear in his consciousness.

“Heavenly Saint Technique…”

Fang Ping silently recited.

When he looked up, the weather was fair, the clouds light and breezy; there was no trace of the Immortal.

Looking down, he saw a Medicinal Pill, suffused with spiritual light, on the boat’s awning.

“This is… the Immortal Pill for entering the Dao mentioned in the cultivation technique… I, Fang Ping, also have a chance for Immortal Ascension…”

Fang Ping’s head spun, feeling a sense of unreality.

He pinched his thigh hard; the sharp pain he felt made him laugh until tears streamed down his face.

Void Realm.

“The one thousand and first test subject… The first batch of improved Pill Formulas is almost complete.

The next step is to patiently observe…”

Gu Changsheng selected a group of Mortals.

He mixed Gu into the improved Xianyuan Pill, allowing him to secretly spy and observe the anomalies of the Heavenly Saint Worm.

Not only were the Contemplation Realm Dao Children observed, but the subsequent Foundation Building Realm and True Core Realm were also included in the observation scope.

A year later, a severe drought struck, and bandits ran rampant across the eight-hundred-li water body, looting and plundering.

On this day, a young fisherman, piloting a small black-awning boat, used water as a blade, breaking through eight strongholds, killing hundreds of bandits, and successfully subduing the eight major strongholds, merging them into one, and renaming it Water Dragon Dock.

At the same time, Cultivators practicing the Heavenly Saint Technique emerged in various places.

Some killed corrupt officials who oppressed them, while others became mountain kings, lording over their territories.

They stirred up trouble on the originally peaceful Mortal islands.

Soon, news reached the Cultivators on various islands.

“They’re mad! The Yuanlian Island Master long ago established rules that Cultivators should not easily provoke Mortal islands.

Who dares to spread cultivation techniques on Mortal islands… they’re practically seeking death!”

“I heard this technique is called the Heavenly Saint Technique, and it is truly formidable.

Moreover, it seems to have no side effects during cultivation.

The Liu Family Patriarch once secretly captured a Heavenly Saint Technique Cultivator and tortured him for the secret method, only to learn that this technique requires an Immortal Pill to get started.

Otherwise, even with the method, it is difficult to cultivate.”

“This Yuanlian Island… is becoming increasingly chaotic…”

However, there were naturally intelligent people on the island.

“Hmph, the Island Master’s name shakes the world.

Even a power as strong as Great Shang has to show him some respect.

Spreading techniques on Yuanlian Island and stirring up trouble.

If it weren’t for that person’s approval… any slight sign would be completely wiped out.”

Inside the ancestral hall, the Li Family Patriarch looked towards the Yuan Lian Main Island, observing the situation with keen insight.

All Cultivator Families and Schools were vassals dependent on the Yuan Lian Old Ancestor.

As long as the Yuanlian Island Master lived, the umbrella above their heads would never fall.

‘That True Dan Grandmaster of the Liu Family, Liu Changzong, one of the Yuanlian Seven, died during an adventure outside, forcing the Liu Family to desperately cultivate the next True Dan Cultivator… Their attention turned to the Heavenly Saint Technique, secretly taking action, unaware that the person spreading this technique was precisely the Island Master.

Interrogating and hunting down Cultivators practicing the Heavenly Saint Technique is a violation of the Island Master’s decree.

The Liu Family will likely meet a tragic end…’

Ten years later, the Liu Family was destroyed.

Fang Ping stepped onto the island, his gaze falling upon a vibrant medicinal garden.

“Not bad, this island, managed by the Liu Family for decades, has now fallen into my hands.

Harvesting resources, heading to Yuanlian Island, exchanging for a Yuan Lian Token to participate in the Ghost Killing Assembly, perhaps the True Core Realm is within reach…”

Upon entering the True Core Realm, one would enjoy a Lifespan of five hundred years.

At this thought, Fang Ping’s heart surged with excitement.

Over the years, he had started as a Mortal water bandit, forming alliances and building a team of Cultivators.

Now, he had even breached the Liu Family, one of the seven major forces within Yuanlian Island’s sphere of influence, and taken its place.

He vaguely sensed an unknown force pushing him forward from behind.

Otherwise, he would have died in the Liu Family’s pursuit years ago.

“That Immortal from back then… was it him…”

Fang Ping looked towards the boundless water body, where a giant island faintly appeared through the swirling white mist.

It was Yuanlian Island.

Before the Mystic Light Mirror, Fang Ping’s image appeared in the mirror.

“Fang Ping… this person has a tenacious Heart-Nature and decisive methods… he is indeed a good prospect.”

Over the years, Gu Changsheng had continuously collected data and refined the Pill Formula.

Afterward, he even provided Medicinal Pills, Magic Treasures, and improved the Heavenly Saint Technique through special Opportunities, constantly patching up the original test subjects.

Otherwise, how could Fang Ping and others have reached the Peak of the Foundation Building Realm so quickly?

Now, only one person needed to cultivate to the True Core Realm using the Heavenly Saint Technique to fully verify the conjecture in his mind.

“The rice is ripe… it’s time to harvest…”