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

The king unleashed his divine eye to observe the blue lotus.

After observing for a long time, apart from seeing a hazy blue light and a lotus shape, I didn't gain much.

The round-faced Daoist nun didn't examine the magic weapon; instead, she made sarcastic remarks about the Great Sun Dao cultivator.

This cultivator from the Great Sun Path wasn't very eloquent, and she was rendered speechless and blushing with embarrassment by her words.

Not long after, a golden cloud swept in from afar.

The clouds were moving incredibly fast, far faster than the seventy-two trails of smoke and dust from the royal power, almost reaching the speed of the malevolent aura.

Golden clouds descended, and a handsome young man stepped down from them.

This handsome man wore a Taoist crown and a moon-white Taoist robe, held a whisk in his hand, and had long, flowing hair. He possessed an otherworldly air about him.

After he landed, Jin Yun shrank to the size of a fist, grew a tail, and hung around his waist on its own.

Interestingly, this golden cloud also grew two eyes, which it used to observe its surroundings with a gurgling sound, like a curious baby.

"Fellow Daoist, I am Ma Qingqiu, a First-Rank Daoist of the Tai Su Sect!"

Wang Quan's heart stirred: "I am Wang Quan, a cultivator of the Drowning Path!"

Ma Qingqiu blinked: "You're not a First-Rank Daoist?"

Wang Quan laughed: "I haven't been in the Drowning Channel for very long, and I've never heard of the distinction between first and second rank."

Ma Qingqiu was taken aback, then said with a strange expression, "A Qi cultivator who has mastered a first-grade Daoist scripture is a first-grade Daoist!"

Wang Quan: "Uh..."

He has mastered the second-grade Daoist script; could he be a second-grade Daoist?

Why wasn't the identity token of the House of Representatives clearly displayed?

At this moment, Ma Qingqiu laughed loudly: "Forget it, even if you don't have a first-grade Dao seal, you are still quite capable just by being able to withstand the immobilization power of a magic weapon."

"Therefore, you don't need to feel inferior; I respect you!"

Wang Quan... "Thank you!"

The round-faced Daoist nun and the Great Sun Dao cultivator standing nearby asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist Ma, what is a First-Rank Dao Seal?"

The next second, Ma Qingqiu, who had been all smiles, straightened up and scolded, "Without Dao seals, you can't even withstand the immobilization power of magic treasures. You can be considered half-wild cultivators."

"What a coincidence, I don't associate with wild cultivators!"

"Please wait to the side and don't disturb my conversation with Fellow Daoist Wang Quan!"

The round-faced Taoist nun was ashamed and covered her face as she walked away.

The Da Ri Dao cultivator chuckled and quickly left.

As for the other orthodox cultivators, they quickly pulled up the flagpole, packed their things, and ran off with the round-faced Daoist nun.

Ma Qingqiu waved his hand, and a puff of smoke emerged from the small golden cloud at his waist. As the smoke dissipated, tables, chairs, and benches inlaid with pearls, gems, and agate appeared: "Fellow Daoist Wang Quan, it is fate that we meet today!"

"Sharing drinks and laughter is one of life's greatest pleasures!"

Wang Quan shook his head: "Fellow Daoist, I still prefer to enjoy drinks and conversation with my senior sister!"

"Goodbye!"

As he spoke, seventy-two streams of dust flowed down from behind his head, then swirled around his body and chased after the round-faced Taoist nun.

Ma Qingqiu of the Tai Su Sect glanced at the small golden cloud pendant at his waist, looking bewildered: "Could it be that he's ashamed to sit at the same table as me?"

"I didn't look down on him, yet he's become insecure?"

"As expected... these unorthodox cultivators have a strong sense of pride."

"It seems I need to be even more careful when dealing with them in the future, and absolutely avoid accidentally hurting their self-esteem!"

"But...which word or action of mine hurt his pride?"

He was completely baffled, and then asked about the golden cloud at his waist.

Jin Yun chattered on and on, but he couldn't understand a word she said.

Then he took the ritual implements and contacted his master to explain the situation.

After a while, his master said, "Many unorthodox practitioners do not know the Daoist scripture."

"And his companions asked you to enlighten them on the Daoist scripture, but you refused; thus, they harbored resentment!"

"That's why I just made up an excuse to leave!"

Ma Qingqiu suddenly realized: "I understand!"

His master continued, "Bring back the magic treasure, then quickly attempt to break through to the second rank of Dao Seal!"

Ma Qingqiu muttered, "I don't even have a Daoist partner to cultivate the [Yu Meiren] technique right now."

"My speed of comprehending the Daoist scriptures is getting slower and slower; instead of wasting time comprehending the Daoist scriptures, I might as well go out and do some things to earn some merit, and then exchange it for the opportunity to cultivate with my master in the [Yu Meiren] technique."

"This is what they call sharpening your axe before chopping wood!"

His master sighed, "How could I have taken in such a wicked disciple?"

Ma Qingqiu blinked: "Master, I truly wish to become your Daoist partner!"

His master...

"Alright, how badly damaged is the [Blue Lotus]?"

Ma Qingqiu said seriously, "The damage is not very serious; after my inspection, I found that it will only take ten years to restore it to its original state."

His master breathed a sigh of relief: "Ten years? That's alright, enough to keep up with the battle of magic in the far west thirty years from now!"

Ma Qingqiu hesitated for a moment before asking, "Master, is fighting in the far west really that important?"

His master sighed, "Naturally, it's important!"

"Thirty years later, the four seasons and twenty-four solar terms in the far west will be almost stable."

"When the time comes, everyone will be fighting for territory, and there will inevitably be battles of wits; the more times you win in these battles, the more benefits you will receive later."

Ma Qingqiu curled her lip: "Since the greatest benefit can only be obtained through magical combat, wouldn't it be foolish to pay more now?"

His master sneered, "Is there anything you can think of that none of the big shots from the three thousand unorthodox sects, eight hundred heretical paths, and one hundred and eight orthodox sects could have imagined?"

"Don't worry about that. Right now, quickly find a place to put the magic weapon inside and continue crafting and nurturing it!"

"Also, be careful not to get discovered by anyone else."

At this moment, Ma Qingqiu said seriously, "Master, there's something strange about what happened to the magic weapon this time."

"Um?"

Ma Qingqiu explained the situation and concluded by saying, "The [Alliance of Strange Eyes] is a very large organization."

"I have traveled through hundreds of empires and seen their traces."

"And they are still feeding the vertical eyes."

"Those vertical-eyed monsters can only be completely killed using the [Scripture of Salvation]."

His master remained silent for a moment: "The [Alliance of Strange Eyes] must be backed by a side sect or a legitimate sect of the Xuanmen."

"Next time you encounter them, just reveal your identity to avoid any accidents."

Ma Qingqiu nodded, and finally he talked about Wang Quan's matter, emphasizing that Wang Quan could ignore the pressure of the magic weapon.

"Does he possess some kind of magical artifact?"

His master remained silent for a long time: "I don't know!"

"Although the unorthodox methods are not as profound as ours, their methods are quite bizarre."

"He might possess a magical artifact, or he might be a cultivator at the second-grade Daoist level."

"In short, our foundation is definitely stronger than yours!"

Ma Qingqiu was astonished: "A cultivator from the unorthodox path, his foundation is stronger than mine? And he even has a [Second Grade Dao Seal]? Heh, is that possible? Judging from his bone structure, he's only about thirty years old."

"About my age!"

"How could his foundation be stronger than mine? And he's even at the second-grade Dao Seal level? There are the fewest Dao Seal cultivators in the left path. It's impossible for me to just randomly encounter a drowning cultivator who already has a Dao Seal level."

His master sneered, "Xinzhou is vast, and there are countless intelligent, capable, and talented cultivators!"

"Those who can withstand the immobilization power of magic treasures are either top-level Foundation Establishment cultivators, or they also possess magic treasures, or they are [Second-Rank Dao Inscription] cultivators."

Which type do you think he is?

Ma Qingqiu muttered, "I'd rather believe he has a magic weapon or is a top-tier Foundation Establishment cultivator than believe he's a [Second-Rank Dao Seal] cultivator."

Because he knew all too well how rare it was to cultivate a cultivator with the [Second Grade Dao Seal].