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

The messenger was from the [Sword Pass] organization.

Wang Quan contacted them: "Was this letter personally delivered to you by your senior sister, or was it relayed by an outsider?"

After reviewing the information, the cultivators from [Sword Connection] solemnly declared, "It was personally given to us by our senior sister!"

"Senior sister has our [Sword Pass]'s internal token, which has a very high priority level."

"The information about her is also quite detailed."

Wang Quan's heart skipped a beat: "She belongs to the [Sword Mastery] category?"

The sword-wielding cultivator shook his head: "Not a formal member, but a guest elder!"

"If she encounters our flying swords used to transport goods or letters, she can enhance the flying swords with magic, escape techniques, defensive spells, or similar means to gain internal points."

"The more points you accumulate, the more priority you'll receive in the [Sword Pass] service!"

Wang Quan found it interesting: "Give me one!"

The sword-wielding cultivator was stunned.

He never dreamed that Wang Quan, the Flower-Scattering Taoist, would voluntarily join Jian Tong as a temporary worker.

Hmm... Although he knew that Wang Quan was interested in Jian Tong's mail delivery service and wanted to use it first in the future.

It wasn't that I really wanted to contribute to the [Sword Pass] organization.

However, this was enough to make him ecstatic and to please the higher-ups of [Sword Pass].

Over the years, the name of Wang Quan, the Flower-Scattering Taoist, has become quite well-known.

If the royal power becomes their temporary worker, it will surely attract more monks to join.

Soon, Wang Quan received a token inlaid with gold and silver.

According to the sword cultivator, this token is the highest-level token.

As long as he is within the range of the [Sword Connection], Wang Quan can activate the token and a flying sword will arrive immediately to deliver messages and goods to him.

After confirming that the letter was indeed sent by the round-faced Taoist nun, Wang Quan then arranged for various trivial matters.

He asked Ying Jiaren to help look after the foundation platform.

To this end, the Yang Shen was left in the lower courtyard to refine and sell magical power to earn Qing Fu.

Then he entrusted Qian Xiuyue to take care of Linjiang Mountain.

Qian Xiuyue nodded: "No problem!"

"Should I let my Daoist companions come with you?"

"They've been practicing combined attack techniques lately, so their strength is quite considerable!"

Wang Quan smiled and said, "This time I'm going to see my senior sister, so I'll try to go and come back as quickly as possible."

"If too many people go, it will delay our escape!"

puff!

Qian Xiuyue, with her hands behind her back, chuckled lightly, "You're so capable, why would you need to run away?"

"I believe you used to unleash hundreds of bolts of lightning, slaughtering all in your path and suppressing those demons and monsters!"

"I'll stand up for my senior sister one last time!"

"While we're at it, let's wipe out the cultivators of the Great Sun Path and let Senior Sister control an empire!"

Wang Quan shook his head: "The world is vast. Although I dare say I have no rivals below the Foundation Establishment stage in the Lower House."

"But I wouldn't dare say anything once I'm outside!"

"Among all the traditions under heaven, there are the orthodox schools and the unorthodox schools."

"Our Drowning Path belongs to the unorthodox path; above it are the side sects and the orthodox Xuanmen."

"They are definitely more powerful than us unorthodox cultivators!"

"So...when you encounter certain people or certain situations, you should still run away!"

Qian Xiuyue suddenly realized: "That's right, I've never left the Lower Courtyard before, and for a moment I thought this Lower Courtyard was the whole world!"

At this moment, when she looked at the king again, her feelings were even more complicated.

This man, too, never left the Lower House, and held a powerful and influential position there.

However, he did not lose himself; on the contrary, he was able to clearly perceive everything in the outside world.

"If I had his skills, I would have been arrogant and complacent long ago."

"Wang Quan... is more capable than me, more clear-headed than me!"

"I should follow his example!"

"Starting tonight, I will persuade many fellow Daoists to practice combined attack techniques together and enhance their foundation."

"We even need to achieve the highest level of combined attack techniques—'Three Connections and One Path'!"

"I will work hard!"

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call out!

After explaining everything, Wang Quan transformed into 108 streams of malevolent energy and headed straight for the round-faced senior sister's hometown.

The empire where the round-faced Taoist nun came from was not very large, covering only seven or eight hundred square kilometers.

One-tenth of its territory is covered in ice and snow, making it unsuitable for ordinary people to live in.

However, because this place produces many special medicinal herbs, it has attracted many martial artists.

These martial artists have honed their skills to a level far exceeding the limits of ordinary people, encompassing their qi, blood, bones, internal organs, and other aspects of cultivation.

Even when the wind and snow are raging, they can walk freely without getting frostbite, even without wearing clothes.

call out!call out!call out!

Many martial artists rushed about at great speed.

They searched for all sorts of strange medicinal herbs, whether in ice caves, ice crevices, or rock fissures.

Many medicinal herbs can be used to make various secret medicines to enhance martial arts cultivation.

Some cultivators also employ them to collect special medicinal herbs and refine elixirs.

A few days ago, this group of martial artists encountered a strange thing on the icy plains:

A sprawling iceberg stretching for hundreds of miles is slowly melting and shrinking.

This strange phenomenon instantly ignited their curiosity.

"The legendary elixir must have been born!"

"It is said that when a spiritual herb is born, it absorbs the essence of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon, from within a thousand miles!"

"This iceberg must be the essence of ice and snow!"

"That medicinal herb must be absorbing the essence of ice and snow, and is about to take shape!"

Then the group of martial artists rushed into the icy mountain range.

However, when they got closer to the center of the mountain range, they all stopped.

because:

They saw corpses—corpses scattered all over the mountains and fields, some charred, some headless, some just bones, and some just skin and bones.

"This is the corpse of Ma Fei, a member of the Innate Clan!"

"This is the corpse of Grandmaster Huang Qing!"

As more and more corpses were discovered, panic gripped the martial artists.

Just then, someone stared blankly at a corpse.

"What's wrong?"

"This corpse...it looks like...the corpse of a cultivator!"

Upon hearing this, many martial artists' expressions changed slightly.

On this icy plain, cultivators are the most elite hunters.

They are the ones who kill people; no one has ever dared to lay a hand on cultivators.

"There's another corpse here, suspected to be a cultivator!"

"They're here too!"

As the corpses of cultivators appeared one after another, the group of martial artists were drenched in sweat.

"Walk!"

"The treasures here are not for us!"

Many martial artists turned pale and ran away.

However, they had only run a little over 1,800 meters when they saw a beam of light falling crookedly in the distance.

boom!

A burst of light appeared, revealing a deep crater on the iceberg.

Many martial artists' expressions changed slightly, and they immediately changed direction and continued to run away.

The next second, a furious roar echoed from the deep pit: "Anyone who dares to escape, I will kill!"

Many martial artists...

Huff! Huff! Huff!

Heavy breathing filled the air as an exceptionally handsome young man crawled out of the pit. His clothes were tattered and his face was pale. "This is Zhang Wang, the Foundation Establishment Ancestor."

"You will serve as my porters, leading me away from here, and you will surely reap the rewards in the future!"

Upon hearing this, the group of martial artists were even more eager to flee.

Just kidding. If even a Foundation Establishment Ancestor is injured and can't fly, then his opponent must be even more powerful.

They didn't want to get involved in the battles among cultivators; they just wanted to escape alone.

The Foundation Establishment Ancestor sneered, "What? Do you want to die?"

"Prepare a sedan chair for me immediately!"

The martial artists cursed inwardly: "They've been beaten into a stray dog, and they still need a sedan chair?"

Where can we get a sedan chair?

If you don't show off your power, will you die?