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

A book detailing the development of Stone City, a box of the latest generation of Sunflower Spirit seeds, dozens of mulberry branches, 100,000 sets of [Foundation Building Spirit Soil Technique], [Earth Vein Refining Technique], and [Five Elements Fruit Trees] rented by Daoist cultivators, and some local specialties: the tumor spirit of the Idiot Path.

In addition to these, there are some other small items.

Adorable monster specimens, skeletal artifacts, and other items full of Western characteristics.

Ying Jiaren looked at the bulging treasure pouch with great delight: "You've given me so many things."

"My far north is still very desolate, even more difficult than barren land."

"When you go to the far north, how should I return the favor?"

Wang Quan's heart stirred: "You are my greatest gift!"

Ying Jiaren's face flushed slightly, and even the white fur on her body showed a faint red tinge.

She gave the man a playful glare: "Is that a sweet nothing?"

However, without waiting for Wang Quan's reply, she snorted and turned to leave: "The authority granted to me by the far north is that I can invite one outsider there every year."

"Similarly, I can also leave."

Wang Quan laughed heartily: "Every December, I will come to see you."

Ying Jiaren shook her head: "September 9th, I guess. In my hometown, September 9th has a special meaning!"

Wang Quan laughed: "What a coincidence, the ninth day of the ninth lunar month also has a special meaning in my hometown."

The two looked at each other, smiled, waved, and said goodbye.

Ying Jiaren stepped into the teleportation vortex and vanished instantly, leaving only a wisp of strange incense smoke.

Suck!

Wang Quan took a deep breath, inhaling all the strange incense scent.

This scene was witnessed by Ruo Jinghong, who happened to be there to select local specialties: "Hey...you're being too...you know."

Wang Quan coughed and quickly said, "Listen to my excuse! I'm worried that someone with ulterior motives might steal my Daoist partner's scent and then curse her with magic."

Ruo Jinghong suddenly realized.

Her Daoist partner, Tongtong, seemed to be deep in thought: "Actually, you just crave your Daoist partner's scent and can't bear to let anyone else smell it; your behavior is exactly the same as Jinghong's, I can understand it."

Royal power...

Like a fleeting glimpse of beauty...

"Ahem... Fellow Daoist Jinghong, may I ask what brings you here?" Wang Quan coughed.

Ruo Jinghong smiled and said, "I was entrusted by my fellow Daoists of the Idiot Path to find some honest and simple newcomers to join the Idiot Path and carry on its legacy."

Wang Quan praised, "Fellow Daoist is truly kind-hearted and has sacrificed so much for the sake of others' inheritance."

"We cultivators should follow suit."

Ruo Jinghong said shyly, "This is what I should do."

At this point, the two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

On the contrary, the female demon Tongtong muttered in a low voice, "To be able to describe shamelessness in such a way, there is truly no one before or since."

Ruo Jinghong became anxious when she saw Wang Quan's expression change slightly.

She pinched the demoness Tongtong: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll throw you to Meiniang."

The female demon Tongtong shuddered and quickly cried out, "I'll never talk nonsense again!"

At this moment, dozens of Daoist cultivators appeared from afar.

Upon seeing the two, the cultivators immediately bowed and greeted them: "Brother Scattering Flowers, Brother Soaring Swan!"

The two returned the greeting: "Gentlemen, what brings you here?"

The Daoist cultivators smiled and said, "Seeing the Idiot Path declining day by day, we have decided to help the Idiot Path recruit some members."

"After all, the Path of the Idiot is one of the three thousand unorthodox paths. If it were to wither and die out, it would truly be a great regret in life."

Wang Quan clapped his hands: "What a coincidence, we had the same idea."

Seeing this, the female demon Tongtong suddenly realized something: "That's right, this is the far west, where there is no morality or righteousness."

At this moment, Wang Quan and the others exchanged glances and burst into laughter.

Other Daoist cultivators asked Wang Quan and Ruo Jinghong how to select a successor for the idiot Daoist lineage.

Under the mulberry tree of the king, there were hundreds of idiot seedlings, but these seedlings were all selected by the big and small drills. He didn't put in any effort and naturally didn't know how to choose them.

Ruo Jinghong smiled and said, "After observing for a period of time, I found that those with honest and simple faces are the most skilled in cultivation."

"They are honest and hardworking, and they worked hard from the very beginning."

"Our progress is far faster than that of the shrewd ones!"

The other Daoist cultivators seemed to be deep in thought upon hearing this:

"The 'Idiot Path' can lower IQ; honest and simple people often lack the brainpower to function properly; it's a perfect match for this technique."

"Those shrewd individuals are not well-suited to this technique; choosing them would be a mistake."

Thinking of this, many Daoist cultivators expressed their gratitude.

Ruo Jinghong smiled and said, "Everyone, these are just a few words of experience; there's no need for such formality!"

A moment later, a teleportation vortex began to rotate, and a group of spirits, martial artists, practitioners of new methods, and orthodox cultivators filed out.

These beings, depending on their identity, take different paths.

Many spirits saw the clouds churning above the passage on both sides, and one by one, the cultivators parted the clouds to peer down.

The eyes of those monks were like searchlights: beams of light, visible to the naked eye, shone down and swept over the group of monsters repeatedly.

A mischievous spirit thought, "Could it be that these great cultivators are choosing servants?"

"When masters choose servants, they don't care about ability, but rather honesty and loyalty."

"Loyalty cannot be tested in a short time, but honesty can be seen at a glance."

"We should pretend to be naive and honest so that we can qualify as servants."

Thinking of this, the clever spirits immediately put on an honest and simple act.

Those originally simple-minded spirits thought that the lords above preferred those who were clever and capable, so they tried their best to appear more agile.

at this time:

If Jinghong and the others patted the clouds, wisps of smoke and clouds transformed into ropes that descended and lifted the seemingly honest-looking man into the air: "My dear friends, seeing your honest faces today, I'm sure you are simple-minded people."

"We, the hunters, are delighted to impart to you the supreme Dao, so that you may serve us."

"Are you willing?"

The many spirits were secretly overjoyed and kowtowed, saying, "We are willing to serve you, sir."

Upon hearing this, Ruo Jinghong and the other cultivators laughed heartily, exclaiming, "Excellent!"

call out!call out!call out!

The group rode on clouds and sped away.

Soon, only Wang Quan remained high in the sky.

He looked at the regretful spirits below and said, "You should multiply your offspring in this city and contribute to its development."

One of the bull spirits, honest and straightforward, kowtowed and asked, "Master, what shall we eat? What shall we drink? Where shall we stay?"

Wang Quan smiled and said, "Although resources in Stone City are a bit tight right now, you should still continue to reproduce."

"There's grass everywhere in Stone City. If you can get any, eat as much as you want."

"Moreover, every now and then, they would distribute high-quality nourishing ingredients such as bran, glutinous rice straw, and tree leaves."

"Therefore, you will have no worries about food and drink!"

"As for accommodation—Stone City lacks everything except open space: just find any open space, and use the sky as your blanket and the ground as your bed."

"Don't worry about not being able to sleep. The work here is quite demanding, so we guarantee you'll be able to sleep as soon as it's over."

Upon hearing this, many spirits were moved to tears: "Good heavens, they even provide meals every three or five days?"

"Will they also arrange a place for you to rest?"

"They're clearly not treating us as cannon fodder to die in the morning, but as cattle and horses."

"I only regret that I wasn't born a cow or horse spirit, otherwise I would definitely be able to work day and night for the masters and be a good cow or horse to repay their kindness."