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

Smoke and dust drifted along the seventy-two roads, suspending the beautiful woman as she swayed back and forth.

"Put me down!"

"etc!"

Ying Jiaren.....

A cup of tea's time...

"Senior brother, put me down!"

"How about we do this again tomorrow at the library?"

Wang Quan laughed: "You still want to outdo me?"

Ying Jiaren....

"I don't want to think about it anymore!"

Whoosh!

The dust and smoke from the seventy-two roads collapsed and swirled back into the hair at the back of Wang Quan's head.

Whoosh!

The beautiful woman's clothes fluttered, suspended in mid-air.

She stood on tiptoe, hands behind her back, her face aloof: "I was testing the power of [Drowning] with you; and you took the opportunity to torment me? Was it really necessary?"

Wang Quan coughed: "I was just stunned by the power of [Drowning] and was momentarily distracted."

As he spoke, he retracted his arm from his side and said solemnly, "[Drowning] is incredibly powerful, actually comparable to a spell enhanced by a [Second-Rank Dao Inscription]!"

"Absolutely amazing!"

Ying Jiaren rolled her eyes, but didn't pursue the matter further. Instead, she muttered, "The [Drowning] buff is powerful, but it can't last!"

"During our magical duel just now, that drop of drowning water consumed two-thirds of our energy."

As she spoke, she opened her small mouth, stuck out her tongue, and a teardrop-shaped mark resembling "incense drowning" hung on it.

This drop of "drowning water" looks very small.

Wang Quan frowned: "If you don't cast a spell, can it recover on its own?"

Ying Jiaren nodded: "Yes!"

"I sensed it: this [drowning] condition can be completely restored by absorbing spiritual energy!"

Unexpected royal power.

Spiritual energy is something that new cultivators need.

For orthodox cultivators, this thing is only useful when planting spiritual herbs; otherwise, it has no other use.

I never expected that it could restore something like "drowning".

"How long will it take?"

Ying Jiaren carefully examined the area and said, "If it were placed in Linjiang Mountain, it would take a month to fully recover."

"The spiritual energy here is a hundred times less than in the lower courtyard!"

Wang Quan nodded: "Okay, then take him back to the lower courtyard!"

"Um!"

Ying Jiaren suddenly spoke up: "By the way, I feel we shouldn't have any expectations for that Howling Mountain gathering!"

"I am blessed by the [First-Rank Dao Seal], I cultivate the perfect fundamental method, and I also have special blessing, the limit-breaking Yang Spirit blessing, and the perfect life cultivation blessing."

"With so much foundation, it still takes me 20 billion Qingfu and half a year to refine a single drop of [Incense] from the drowning water."

"How long would it take other cultivators to refine a single drop of [Drowning Water] without a [First-Grade Dao Seal] and a perfect version of the fundamental law?"

How much "drowning" do they have available for trade?

Wang Quan laughed: "It doesn't matter."

"If they don't have any, we'll refine some ourselves and then trade with other cultivators after we go to the Drowning Upper Academy or the Drowning Headquarters."

Ying Jiaren nodded.

one day....

Five days...

Eight days...

That day, night fell and the full moon hung in the sky.

Wang Quan and Ying Jiaren rode on the Seventy-Two Roads of Smoke and Dust, leaving long trails of smoke, straight towards Wailing Mountain.

Wailing Mountain, 10,000 meters high.

There was no wind or snow on the mountain, nor any vegetation, only rows of strange rocks standing tall.

A cold wind blew, and the strange rocks groaned and howled, like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

On the mountaintop, a platform three to five zhang (approximately 10-15 meters) long has been carved out.

On the platform, an incense burner is burning, its smoke swirling and shielding the user from the cold wind.

call out!

The two descended from the sky, the smoke and dust swirling and disappearing into their hair.

At this moment, Wang Quan and Ying Jia noticed that two cultivators were sitting next to the incense burner.

The two monks, holding whisks, with withered faces and wearing gray-white Taoist robes, looked like ordinary old Taoist priests.

Upon seeing the two newcomers arrive, the two old Taoist priests' eyes lit up with joy and surprise: "We didn't expect to see two newcomers this time!"

"And she's very young!"

"Haha, it seems our Drowning Lower House hasn't fallen into decline after all."

After some events, Ying Jiaren became aloof and disliked talking to outsiders, so she just stood there silently.

Wang Quan laughed and said, "Senior brothers, has it been a long time since we've had any new recruits?"

The two old Taoist priests nodded: "Yes, it's been almost thirty years since any new disciples have come!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Quan and Ying Jiaren exchanged a glance, quite disappointed.

"Senior brothers, there are so many cultivators in the lower academy, so logically there should be many who can refine drowning techniques."

Why haven't any new people joined in thirty years?

An old Taoist priest sighed, "When we were young, many of us practiced the fundamental method of resolving drowning."

"However, crafting [Drowning] requires too much money, effort, and time."

"Everyone needs to refine Foundation Establishment Aura, as well as malevolent energy, and even build manors, practice spells, and refine magical artifacts, etc."

"At that time, there were three to five hundred cultivators who practiced the fundamental method of 'Drowning'; but in the end, only the two of us spent more than fifty years refining a single drop of 'Drowning'."

"After that, everyone got too lazy to practice drowning!"

Ying Jiaren was taken aback: "Why did you take so long?"

The two old Taoist priests smiled wryly: "Naturally, it's because the version of the fundamental method is too outdated!"

"Your version of the fundamental law must be quite advanced!"

Wang Quan nodded: "Ten thousand volumes of Taoist scriptures, a perfect version!"

The two old Taoist priests sighed, "Just as I thought!"

"If you want to become an immortal, you still need to rely on the Taoist scriptures."

"We just didn't like studying back then, and by the time we realized it, it was too late to continue!"

For a moment, the two old Taoist priests sighed with emotion.

Wang Quan coughed: "Senior brothers, what kind of [drowning] technique are you practicing?"

"Do you have any extras? We'd like to buy them with money, or trade them for [drowning]."

An old Taoist priest laughed: "What I cultivated was the [Drowning in Cold Mountain] technique, which took fifty years and consumed a full 100 billion Qingfu (a type of rare insect).

"How many gold coins would you need to buy back my fifty years of hard work?"

Wang Quan pondered and calculated.

Another old Taoist priest laughed and said, "I refined the 'Drowning of the Azure Fly' technique, which took nearly fifty years; the amount of Azure Fly used was slightly less, only a little over 50 billion."

"How many Qingfu are you going to use to buy them?"

Wang Quan laughed: "How about doubling the price?"

The two old Taoist priests shook their heads: "This price can't buy back fifty years of our hard work!"

"Moreover, we've struggled our whole lives, and all we've managed to refine is a single drop of drowning water."

"This drowning water is a treasured heirloom that we've passed down through generations to our family."

"I won't sell it!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Quan did not insist further.

If the other party won't sell, he'll refine it himself.

It's nothing more than wasting some time and some Qingfu (a type of in-game currency).

Suddenly, Ying Jiaren spoke up: "What I'm making is [Incense Drowning]."

"I'll drown myself with incense, in exchange for your drowning, how about it?"

The two old Taoist priests were taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Why not refine it yourself?"

Ying Jiaren said coolly, "My constitution is special, and I'm well-suited to the [Incense Drowning] technique; it's easy to refine!"

"Furthermore, I have over 100,000 cultivators under my command helping with the refining process. They are familiar with the [Incense Drowning] refining method, and can even speed up the process next time!"

Wang Quan remained silent.

He didn't understand why Ying Jiaren was talking nonsense.

Because she created the "Incense Drowning" potion herself, without any help from anyone.

The two old Taoist priests exchanged a glance and smiled, "Alright!"

"However... you owe us a favor!"

Ying Jiaren frowned.

Wang Quan spoke up: "I'll owe you a favor then!"

The two old Taoist priests laughed: "What kind of 'drowning' technique are you practicing?"

Wang Quan shook his head: "I haven't refined it yet!"

The two old Taoist priests shook their heads: "You haven't even drowned, what right do you have to owe us a favor?"