Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

My funeral services business is booming right now!

Unfortunately, before I wrote to you, I hadn't found anyone with your flower-scattering skills.

Every day, everyone goes out to clear out various dangers!

[The earth emanating malevolent energy, and a white-haired wind capable of instantly obliterating a Foundation Establishment cultivator!]

Many cultivators die while walking, their deaths utterly inexplicable!

The new cultivators are in the worst situation. They say there's no spiritual energy here, and they can only replenish their mana with pills. Many new cultivators are now even worse off than martial artists!

However, some Foundation Establishment experts are currently building up the earth's veins and planting various spiritual herbs; these things can generate spiritual energy; when that happens, the new cannon fodder will come in handy!

I regret coming to this godforsaken place. I'm afraid that one day I'll suddenly fall asleep and never wake up, afraid that one day I'll suddenly be buried alive!

I want to go home!

The king remained silent.

The letter from the master of ceremonies was short, but it was filled with fear and worry.

He remained silent for a moment, then opened the letter from the Dreamy Taoist Nun.

The area we're in is located on the very edge of New South Wales, far, far away from the House of Representatives—far beyond my description.

Some call this a wild and untamed land, others a barren wasteland, and still others a bitterly cold place; in short, it's not a good place.

The reason we're here is because the headquarters of the Drowning Channel has a group of Golden Core cultivators who are like commanders of henchmen, and they're building a training ground and establishing a branch of the Drowning Channel.

[Those who come here include not only the Drowning Path sect, but also at least a thousand unorthodox sects, a hundred or so side sects, and a dozen or so orthodox sects.]

I witnessed a Foundation Establishment cultivator from a legitimate sect of Xuanmen make a move; the power and variety of his spells were at least ten times stronger than mine.

[This place is dangerous: the water, the air, the wind, the earth—danger lurks everywhere.]

On the very first night, we inexplicably lost more than one percent of our manpower.

[When I write to you, the Golden Core cultivator who led us has just died.]

[When he and other Golden Core cultivators were clearing a volcano, they were burned to ashes; the officiating nun collected the most ashes and ended up taking over the burial business, thus making a profit.]

Here, Foundation Establishment cultivators are as insignificant as dogs, Purple Mansion cultivators are everywhere, and Golden Core cultivators die instantly and without consequence.

[I haven't seen any more powerful cultivators, but the sky around our encampment is being distorted by various spells!]

Here, golden rain of blood falls intermittently; each drop is equivalent to a top-grade elixir.

I suspect, and am certain, that this golden rain of blood was dripped by experts who had surpassed the Golden Core stage!

This isn't what I imagined about opening a lower house!

[By the way, I was going to talk about the scenery and local products, but after thinking about it, I realized there's not much to say. Right now, all I want to do is survive. Let Fairy Qin and the master of ceremonies tell you about it!]

Also, everyone's under a lot of pressure, and Fairy Qin's business is booming; I've gone to her to relax several times!

Finally—thank goodness you didn't come!

Whoosh!

Wang Quan carefully put away the letter, his mind in turmoil, and remained silent for a long time.

He thought that establishing a branch temple meant going to some empire, occupying a desolate mountain wilderness, building a branch temple, and eventually clashing with other unorthodox sects or even orthodox sects.

Unexpectedly, the place they went to was so desolate.

The edge of Xinzhou? Newly opened territory? Barren land?

"They all regretted it."

"However, if they survive, they'll surely reap great rewards later!"

He read the contents of the three letters again, and kept imagining their situations in his mind. For a moment, he didn't know how to reply.

The round-faced Taoist nun whispered, "Are you going to reply to them? A messenger will arrive in three days."

"Also, what are you planning to mail to them?"

"They asked me for things too; we don't want to end up with double portions."

Royal power...

"They didn't ask me for anything!"

The round-faced Taoist nun said, "Ah... why are you asking me? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Wang Quan..... "What do you want from me? I have money now, I'll pay for it."

Pfft!

The round-faced Taoist nun smiled, then suddenly realized, "I understand now. They were just shy and embarrassed to ask you to buy things for them."

"That's why they dumped everything on me!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Quan became even more curious: "What do they need? Perhaps I have it here."

The round-faced Taoist nun blinked: "Some ropes, hooks, and the like that have been made with magic."

"And women's clothing, shoes, and socks."

Wang Quan sighed.

The cultivators are more uninhibited and have more fun.

The round-faced Taoist nun blinked: "How about I take you there? You can try it on me, and then go find that Ying Jiaren to use; she'll definitely praise your skills and knowledge."

Wang Quan didn't want to chat with her anymore: "Go and buy things first. I'll reply to them when the messengers arrive."

"As for playing... cough cough... I'm a bit busy!"

"I'll celebrate with you after we've completely cleaned up the cafeteria!"

He didn't know what to say in his reply for a moment, so he decided to wait and think about it.

Upon hearing this, the round-faced Taoist nun left happily.

After she left, Wang Quan was in a daze for a while before he calmed himself down and his Yang spirit entered the second layer of the world.

call out!

As soon as he arrived, he saw a huge crowd at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Almost all of the hundreds of cultivators who possess the true essence have arrived.

Thousands of top-tier Yang Gods, each carrying a large gourd, eagerly awaited their arrival.

Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw Wang Quan.

"Fellow Daoist, we thought you were out partying last night and weren't coming today!"

Wang Quan laughed heartily: "How could that be?"

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Wang Quan spoke:

"Everyone, let's go!"

"good!"

The next breath, a cultivator at the Yang God level eagerly pushed open the dining hall door.

Then, the numerous cultivators swarmed forward and escorted Wang Quan into the dining hall.

The once-grand canteen is now completely empty. Apart from the cooks at the food serving window, all the tables, chairs, pots, pans, and delicacies have vanished.

The human skin lanterns swayed, casting a crimson glow like searchlights.

There were white bone clubs stuck in the hall pillars, emitting a ghastly green flame.

The skull floated aimlessly in the air, billowing black smoke and green light emanating from its eyes.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Behind the canteen, several chefs, each weighing seven or eight hundred pounds, were carrying axes and forcefully chopping at the cutting board.

The cutting board was empty; there was nothing there.

But they chopped faster and faster.

Some chefs even let out a low growl, and arms sprout from their ribs to serve as ingredients on the cutting board.

Click!

Click!

Blood splattered, and bones were exposed.

"Please wait a moment, the food will be ready shortly!"

"What are you eating? Braised human head? Steamed buns? Turbulent intestines?"

"Hehe... Don't rush us, we're out of ingredients."

"I can't make it!"

"Wow, there are so many fresh ingredients here!"

"Please wait a moment, guests, we'll get the ingredients for you right away!"

boom!

A chef weighing seven or eight hundred pounds smashed through the shop window and charged towards the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, the other chefs, their eyes also bloodshot, smashed the shop window, grabbed axes, saws, frying pans, and other weapons, and charged forward with their eyes gleaming red.

"Grab the ingredients!"

"Make a delicious meal!"

"To entertain guests!"