Grandpa, times have changed.

Soon, the night passed.

The darkness in the distance was gradually replaced by a bluish-gray hue, which grew brighter over time.

The thin, wispy clouds that had been lingering around the mountainside had somehow transformed into a boundless sea of ​​clouds, with only a few scattered mountains peeking out.

As the first rays of dawn broke through the clouds, like molten gold pouring down, the entire sea of ​​clouds seemed to burst into flames in an instant.

Platform at the top of the mountain.

Xuan leaned against the stone chair, a hint of brightness appearing in his pale purple eyes.

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Xu Xing asked.

"will not leave."

One hand caressed the already empty teacup.

Having come, He had no intention of leaving.

"We'll have to wait for the results, or if you ever make a mistake, I can take advantage of that."

Xuan made no attempt to conceal his intentions.

After all, that's meaningless.

"..."

After a pause, Xu Xing said no more.

After glancing once more at the purple orb suspended in the air, he looked back at the main timeline, waiting for the extraction of extraordinary elements to be completed.

……

……

Xuyan Sect.

early morning.

The outer disciples' residential area.

Most of the courtyards have visible vortexes of spiritual energy, with strands of spiritual energy flowing into the 'Derive Dharma Pivot' and 'Ruins Realm Instrument' stone statues in front of the courtyard gate.

In one of the courtyards, there was no vortex of spiritual energy.

Su Jian sat on the edge of the bed, his upper body bare, his hair disheveled, and his eyes somewhat vacant.

It took him a long time to turn around.

Qin Yue was breathing evenly, revealing half of her slender, white arm, with a faint outline of her snow-white skin visible beneath the quilt.

Her lips were full and red, her fair skin had a faint blush, and her long black hair was spread out in a messy manner.

[Su Jian, the cultivator, entered the Xuyan Sect for a year and reached the fourth level of Qi Refining. He passed on his skills to Qin Yue, altering her fate and increasing her power. He obtained 75 drops of inferior [Life Marrow Liquid], 175 drops of good [Life Marrow Liquid], and 20 drops of superior [Life Marrow Liquid]]

[Qin Yue's original destiny was to cultivate diligently day and night at the age of seven using the talisman of the 'Derivation of the Dharma Pivot,' taking three years to enter the Dao. It took her sixty years to reach the ninth level of Qi Refining, obtaining the Dharma weapon 'Pillar Cloud Sword.' She established her foundation at one hundred years old, and after another two hundred years of cultivation, she attained the Golden Core stage. Three hundred and seventy years later, she died at the hands of the Lord of Tribulation?]

This is the information that the cultivation furnace fed back last night after he passed the "Basic Qi Refining Technique" to Qin Yue.

He's gotten used to the less clear parts, though.

But this Lord of Calamity...

Including the previous time, this was the second time he had seen this title in someone else's "preordained fate".

'Three hundred and seventy years...'

Senior Sister Qin, who had already reached the Golden Core stage, actually died at the hands of this 'Master of Tribulation'.

Thinking about it, a gloomy feeling involuntarily settled over my heart.

He stared at Qin Yue quietly for a while before picking up the jade ruler that was placed to the side and getting up from the bedside.

However, as soon as he stood up, he stumbled and almost fell.

He mobilized his spiritual energy and circulated the Basic Qi Refining Technique for two cycles before finally stabilizing himself and walking to the table.

I picked up the kettle on the table and poured myself a glass of water.

I drank three cups in a row.

"Whoo~"

I let out a long breath, and much of my worry dissipated.

His fate has changed, he now possesses the Cultivation Furnace, and he has also received an opportunity bestowed upon him by that mysterious senior.

He didn't think that he would be inferior to the 'Master of Calamity' 370 years from now.

Thinking about it, Su Jian turned to look at Qin Yue.

Perhaps recalling the absurdity of last night, a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

Because of the gap in their cultivation levels, he was almost completely drained last night. Fortunately, Senior Sister Qin had just switched to the Basic Qi Refining Technique; otherwise, it would have been a question whether he could even get up today…

Cough!

That said, at the end of the Basic Qi Refining Techniques, a secret method called 'dual cultivation' seems to be mentioned.

emm...

If you have the chance, you could try looking in the sect's Dharma Transmission Hall.

Su Jian sat at the table for a while, seeing that Qin Yue was still fast asleep and showed no sign of waking up.

He simply got dressed, left a note on the table, and went out.

The morning breeze carried a hint of chill.

He took a deep breath, tightened his clothes, and strode outside.

……

……

Hidden Spirit Peak.

The Void Transmission Hall of the Xuyan Sect contains numerous supernatural powers, secret techniques, and cultivation methods...

It is a sacred place that all disciples of the Xuyan Sect yearn for.

Zeng Yun is the current Dharma Transmission Elder of the Xuyan Sect, whose status is second only to the Sect Master, three Golden Core Grandmasters, and two Golden Core Perfection Ancestors.

One could see pavilions supported by the mysterious light, suspended around Hidden Spirit Peak.

Across the intersecting rainbow bridges, figures dressed in the uniforms of the Xuyan Sect hurried by.

At the summit, a magnificent hall stands tall.

The palace gates were tightly closed.

On the plaque carved from spirit jade, three powerful characters shone brightly—

The Dharma Transmission Hall.

"Disciple Su Jian greets Elder."

Su Jian respectfully bowed to the white-bearded, white-haired old man at the entrance of the palace.

The old man leaned back in his recliner, squinting, gently fanning himself with a fan in one hand. Dressed in the simplest gray clothes, he looked like a little old man in his late twenties.

“Oh, it’s Xiao Jian.” Zeng Yun looked at him with a smile. “I know you’re young and energetic, but you should also be careful to restrain yourselves and avoid harming your health.”

Qin Yue was the one he sent to protect Su Jian.

He was perfectly aware of what had happened between the two of them.

Of course. He was happy to see those things happen.

"..." Su Jian paused, "This disciple will remember."

"Alright, alright, don't be so tense, relax a bit," Zeng Yun said with a smile.

"Try to visit this old man more often when you have time. I'm afraid I don't have many years left in my life."

Although he said that, his attention remained fixed on the increasingly lustrous and translucent Heaven-Cutting Ruler that Su Jian was holding in reverse.

A strange light flashed in his narrowed eyes.

"Elder, you are joking. You are at the peak of Foundation Establishment, and the Golden Core is within your grasp. I am only at the fourth level of Qi Refining..." Su Jian said with a wry smile, "When I become a handful of dust in the future, I hope that you will not forget me."

Since it borrows the power of magic weapons to guide spirits into the Dao, if the Golden Core cultivators in the magic weapon realm are free from disasters and injuries and do not fight or compete with others, their theoretical maximum lifespan can reach five hundred years.

"Easy to obtain... Heh! The Golden Core position isn't that easy to achieve."

Of the six Foundation Establishment Perfection experts among the five elders and sect leader of the Xuyan Sect, his natal magic weapon had the lowest rank.

Even with years of refining with spiritual objects, the gap can never be bridged.

Golden elixir…

Among the six foundation-building perfections of the Xuyan Sect, he has the lowest probability of achieving it.

"You little rascal, you never utter a single word of truth." Zeng Yun shook his head. "Alright, alright, go do your thing."

Su Jian paused, but still bowed respectfully.

"The disciple retire."

"Get out, get out!"

As Zeng Yun watched Su Jian's figure disappear around the corner, the smile on his face vanished, and his previously squinted eyes widened.

A cold glint flashed in his bright eyes.

"Now, do you have to hide your face and keep a low profile when you come back to see me?"

The cold voice rang out, but it was blown away by a mountain breeze before it could travel very far.

"My uncle and Jian'er get along so well, it's naturally inappropriate for me to interfere." The indifferent voice came with the mountain breeze.

Call ~
A young man dressed in a purplish-black brocade robe and draped in a cloak, with features as hard and cold as a sculpture, appeared.

The only non-royal king of the Great Ruins Dynasty—

King Su Zheng.

Su Jian's biological father.

His pupils gleamed with a chilling light, sending shivers down one's spine at first glance.

The moment he appeared before the hall, he exuded an incredibly strong presence. The surrounding spiritual energy spontaneously converged towards him, as if believers were kneeling in worship of their deity.

Although his cultivation level was slightly lower than Zeng Yun's, the aura he exuded was in no way inferior, and was even superior.

Keng!
The two men's auras clashed, like swords being drawn from their sheaths, ringing out with a clang, the sound of weapons clashing resounding throughout the air.

In the end, Zeng Yun leaned back again and squinted his eyes.

"Since you believe that what you cultivate is the righteous path, why did you send your own child to the Xuyan Sect?"

"I have my own reasons, why should I explain them to you?"

Su Zheng was very impolite, but Zeng Yun didn't care at all.

"Bet on both sides?"

"..."

Seeing that he still didn't react, Zeng Yun seemed to remember something, and his expression changed.

"Could it be that you intend to interfere in the calamity...!"

He stopped mid-sentence, realizing he had misspoke, and looked at Su Zheng with a slightly mocking expression.

"Just you?"

With so many Golden Core cultivators watching, Su Zheng isn't even at the Foundation Establishment stage yet, so what makes him so special?
"enough."

Three hundred and seventy years is enough.

……

……

In the timeline of the Magician Realm.

Platform at the summit.

Xu Xing glanced at Xuan, who was on the other side of the stone table and had no intention of leaving:

"What do you think?"

"interesting."

The cultivation of magic weapons in this world has been closely related to magic weapons since the beginning of the cultivation of Qi. Even now, the Golden Core stage in the human race is still subject to the limitations of magic weapons.

If the grade of a magical weapon is not high enough, no matter how long one cultivates, it is impossible to advance further.

Therefore, all those Golden Elixir cultivators scheme and plot are ultimately seeking the laws of heaven and earth, using these laws to refine their magical weapons, and thus advance further.

The cultivation furnace that Su Jian obtained is the 'transformation' in the laws of this world.

"If you were to improve the cultivation methods of the magic weapon world, how would you change them?"

"..."

Xu Xing's sudden question left Xuan Du silent for a while.

But He eventually answered.

“In this world, cultivation requires the use of external objects to guide the spirit into the Dao. During cultivation, one must also abide by the precepts set by these external objects, which imposes many restrictions and limits the methods.”

"If I were to make changes, I would remove the form of the magic weapon, extract the precepts of the magic weapon and transform them into 'laws,' and refine the laws to enter the Tao."

"This not only removes many restrictions, but also eliminates the need for external objects in subsequent cultivation, and allows the use of magical weapons as a means of attack."

Does the rule of law restrict oneself?

No.

It should be used as a means of attack to restrict the enemy.

"how?"

Xuan looked at Xu Xing.

"It's a bit too difficult."

"...Do you have a better idea?"

"No."

Xuan's improved method is already the optimal one.

After all, the cultivation path of the magic weapon world was wrong from the very beginning.

The military science community is seeking 'change' for this very reason.

"But I can teach them the techniques of the Tai Xuan Realm." (End of Chapter)