The concept of a born saint begins with Strange Tales from Liaozhai.

He sensed eerie jellyfish swimming in the dark river, each emanating an aura close to that of a fully-fledged Qi Refining cultivator.

The deeper you go, the stronger the jellyfish's scent becomes...

Clearly, the stronger the jellyfish, the higher the quality of its body fluids!

And at the deepest part of the Yin River...

Su Chen vaguely sensed that in the deepest part of the Yin River, there was an aura far surpassing that of a Qi Refining Perfection cultivator, seemingly emanating from a higher level of life force.

To put it more vividly, it's very likely that it's approaching the so-called foundation building stage.

He frowned slightly as he realized something.

"If I'm not mistaken, the true source of Gui Water, the wondrous object capable of enabling the foundation building of the Heavenly Dao, should reside on this Yin creature deep within the Yin River!"

"However, my current strength..."

Su Chen hesitated for a moment.

Since he had never fought against such a being, he was unsure of his current strength and whether he could defeat it.

You might win, or you might lose!

If nothing unexpected happens, the situation in the other four places should be similar.

"Never mind, let's come back later..."

Su Chen shook his head.

He disliked doing things he wasn't sure of, so he planned to return to the mortal world first, master the Three Thousand Dao Scriptures, and then come back to this place to acquire all five Heavenly Dao Foundation Materials at once.

The thought of leaving arose in his mind.

The next second, something surprising happened.

The thought of leaving right after birth was drawn by an unseen force from a distant direction.

That was the pulling force emanating from the interior!

Su Chen sensed that the Yin spirit's body was slowly becoming blurred and transparent, being drawn away by the inner landscape.

Soon, his vision blurred and his figure appeared in the interior.

However, after he left, the spirits near the Yin River began to discuss the matter.

A little girl

A young man dressed in a blue robe stood quietly among them, his robes adorned with over eight hundred cloud-like Daoist characters.

Daoist text flowed like starlight, subtly radiating light, giving him an air of otherworldly detachment and sharpness.

He murmured softly,

"They've left already?"

His lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of mockery.

"At least they have self-awareness..."

After saying that, he stopped thinking about that person.

Or perhaps, he never cared at all.

As the pride of the inner sect of the Haoran Immortal Sect, Shi Beichen has never taken these rogue cultivators or those with low talent seriously.

Although he sensed a familiar aura unique to the breathing technique of the Haoran Immortal Sect on the spirit of that person, that person was likely a fellow disciple of the Haoran Immortal Sect.

But so what?

In his eyes, they were all pretty much the same.

Shi Beichen didn't care much.

He possessed a unique and exceptional mind from a young age, with extraordinary comprehension, and had already mastered eight hundred and ninety volumes of Taoist scriptures!

The further you go in the Taoist scriptures, the more obscure and difficult they become.

Ordinary people would spend their entire lives trying to comprehend just a few volumes, but he mastered nearly nine hundred volumes, far surpassing anyone else!

In his eyes, the fellow disciple who only had a hundred Cloud Record Dao Scripts on his body was nothing more than an ordinary mediocre talent.

Naturally gifted. (The rest of the text appears to be a fragmented and nonsensical string of characters and symbols.)

Ignoring the man, Shi Beichen's gaze slowly fell upon the Yin River ahead.

The dark river flowed silently, its air chilling.

A burning passion gradually appeared in his eyes.

If he hunts down a few more Yin Beasts and extracts and refines the Gui Water essence within them, he will be able to gather the last foundation-building material needed for the Path Foundation Establishment!

"In a little over a month, I'll be able to gather everything and then establish my foundation!"

Shi Beichen muttered to himself in a low voice, his tone calm, yet unable to conceal his pride and anticipation.

Once he reaches the Foundation Establishment stage, even among the inner disciples of the Haoran Immortal Sect, he would be considered a prodigy. How could anyone else compare to him!

Just as Shi Beichen was thinking this, the other Yin spirits were discussing it.

……

Inside the wooden house.

Su Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes.

The Yin spirit within his body dispersed again into streams of magical power and a hundred strands of Daoist rhyme, and his three souls and vital energy returned to his body.

"Next, the most important thing is to master more Taoist scriptures..."

Su Chen murmured to himself.

After mastering the Three Thousand Dao Scriptures, we will enter the Yin Land and seize the five Heavenly Dao Foundation Buildings!

"I'll go to the Sutra Repository this morning to see if there's any way to rent out the Taoist scriptures there. Otherwise, going there repeatedly is really troublesome and a waste of time..."

He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Soon, the bright moon set, the blazing sun rose, and dawn arrived.

Early in the morning, Su Chen took Da Huang to the Scripture Pavilion. After some inquiries, he successfully used one hundred contribution points from his servant disciple token to rent a month's worth of Taoist scriptures.

In less than half an hour, he returned to the wooden hut, ignoring the strange looks from the other servant disciples, and began to read the 101st volume of the Daoist scripture by himself.

Soon, as he flipped through the pages, a series of notification sounds rang out.

[Complete one scroll of Taoist scripture, comprehension +1]

[Complete one scroll of Taoist scripture, comprehension +1]

[Complete one scroll of Taoist scripture, comprehension +1]

Time slowly passed.

In the blink of an eye, almost a day has passed.

[Complete mastery of 300 volumes of Taoist scriptures, comprehension +300]

[Innate Talent - Comprehension: 7663 (Born Sage - Once in Ten Thousand Years)]

Seeing that his comprehension had increased by 300 points, Su Chen was in a good mood.

At this moment, four hundred strands of Daoist energy were circulating within his inner world, and the magical power within his body had become much purer.

In ten days at most, he will be able to master all three thousand Daoist scriptures!

Although the Taoist scriptures become increasingly obscure and difficult to comprehend as one progresses, it is nothing to a person with the innate sage-level comprehension that comes along only once in ten thousand years, especially since their comprehension is constantly growing.

The Taoist scriptures that followed were not significantly different to him.

With anticipation, Su Chen continued to immerse himself in the Taoist scriptures.

……

At the same time.

After a day.

The story of the prodigy who emerged from the Eighty-Nine Peaks, suppressing a million menial disciples and ranking first, spread far and wide.

The disciples who had been trained also heard about this matter one after another.

For a moment, the disciples who were doing odd jobs were shocked.

"Our Eighty-Nine Peaks actually possess such extraordinary talent?"

"You've only just entered the sect, and you've already reached the Perfection of Qi Refining?"

"What kind of freak is this person? Who is he?!"

"I bet it's Senior Sister Gu Jia!"

"Bullshit, I think it's Senior Brother Zhang Qu..."

While they were discussing it.

At the foot of the Eighty-Nine Peaks.

Outside an old wooden house not far from Su Chen.

At that moment, several servant disciples were gathered outside, whispering among themselves.

Not far away, Wang Lin, with his ordinary-looking face, was standing in the same spot.

He was just passing by, but after hearing a few words, he couldn't help but stop in his tracks.

As the murmurs grew clearer, his expression gradually froze, his face filled with disbelief.

"what?!"

"How long has it been? Someone has already reached the Qi Refining Perfection stage and is ranked first?"

"Still one of us from the Eighty-Nine Peaks?!"

His voice unconsciously rose, his tone filled with disbelief.

The next moment, a strong sense of disparity surged into my heart.

Wang Lin felt a tightness in his chest, a mixture of shock and a sense of powerlessness.

How long has it been since he joined the sect?

How could such a monster suddenly appear?

and……

But it happens to be at the 89th peak!

Wang Lin unconsciously clenched his fists, and an undisguised sense of loss appeared in his eyes.

This disparity left him unable to even feel jealousy, only a deep sense of frustration.

The opponent has already reached the perfect level of Qi cultivation and is ranked first!

How can I compare to this monster?

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, an ancient and chilling aura rippled slightly.

Seeing Wang Lin's appearance, Elder Hun snorted coldly, his tone full of disappointment and frustration.

"Look at you, so pathetic."

The sound echoed in his mind, carrying a hint of disdain.

"He's just a lowly Qi Refining Master disciple, and he's scaring you like this?"

The old man's tone was slightly cold.

"If you were to encounter someone with an innate Dao body, or even a sacred body, or a reincarnated immortal—a true prodigy—how would you conduct yourself?!"

Although he was slightly surprised when he heard the news.

But that's all.

That's all!

It's not even a threshold on the true path of spiritual practice.

The words were spoken.