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

Wang Quan was surprised. He hadn't expected that after gaining some power and control, the hundreds of [Northern Underworld] ghosts and gods wouldn't even think of plotting or resisting.

Instead, they obediently mobilized their power to cooperate with his spellcasting.

"So, even the mighty demons are afraid of death!"

Wang Quan sighed.

He believed that the spirits of the Northern Underworld, having experienced countless years and life and death, were no longer afraid of death.

The result surprised him.

Click!

The five-colored altar rotated, and the chains drew in the power of the [Northern Darkness] ghost god. Then, drawn by the royal rituals, altar, and magic, it transformed into a giant vertical eye.

Glug!

Its vertical eyes rotated, and then a pair of pure white wings sprouted and fluttered.

flap!

The enormous vertical eye vanished instantly.

At the same time, a water curtain appeared, and the [Twenty-Four Maces] in Wang Quan's hand disappeared.

At this moment, the water curtain displays changing landscapes, which is what the vertical eye sees.

Many of the [Northern Underworld] ghosts and gods were startled: "This great enemy is pursuing a magical treasure."

"Is the magical artifact he's searching for that sword and shield?"

As they pondered, they subconsciously thought of a ghost or deity with a tortoise-shell and crane-shaped back.

At this moment, the tortoise-backed crane-shaped demon god remained expressionless, earnestly mobilizing its power to trace its magical treasure.

"Everyone, that magical artifact has been in the present world for ten thousand years."

"And it's only a first-tier magic weapon."

"If it's gone, it's gone!"

Many ghosts and spirits secretly curled their lip in disapproval.

Haha, that sounds nice.

We've been around for so long and have created many powerful artifacts, but they've all been taken away by the big shots above us.

The only real treasure we have is your sword and shield set.

Are you really going to abandon that sword and shield set?

That's the strongest foundation of our Great Liang [Beiming] family.

The tortoise-shell shape and crane-like form evoke sighs from ghosts and gods.

How could he not know the importance of swords, shields, and magical weapons?

But no matter how important swords, shields, or magical weapons are, can they be more important than his life?

He didn't want to die, not at all.

"As long as I live, one day I will be able to forge a new set of sword and shield."

"When the time comes, I will hold my sword and shield and proudly shout: This is my sword and shield."

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

But soon, the upturned corners of her mouth froze.

Because he saw his own sword and shield, and he saw the route his own sword and shield were taking to escape.

"It seems to have fled in the direction of—the Taixu Sect branch?"

The tortoise-shell-shaped, crane-like ghost had an ugly expression.

Damn it, even if I have to escape, the magical artifact I crafted will have to escape to the safe house I originally set up.

Why did they flee to the Taixu Sect branch?

If he remembered correctly, many of the members of the Beiming family were in this branch.

Could it be that this sword and shield no longer belong to me?

"You beast!"

"We old folks sacrificed ourselves to support your development in the orthodox Xuanmen sect."

"You actually plotted against us old folks without us even realizing it?"

"What a fucking beast!"

The tortoise-shell crane-shaped ghost roared, frantically urging its power: "Master, at the current speed, this set of sword and shield magic weapons will reach the Taixu Sect branch in another three to five hours."

"If it goes into the branch, you'll never get it back in your lifetime."

Upon hearing this, Wang Quan was taken aback.

What's going on?

This magical artifact belongs to your [Bei Ming] family.

There are definitely members of your family in the Taixu Sect branch.

You should be overjoyed and secretly happy that this magical treasure is coming to you.

Why are you clenching your teeth?

Are you afraid of dying?

At this moment, a ghost or deity chuckled from the side: "A bunch of old beasts and little beasts."

"We have worked for tens of thousands of years and created one magical artifact after another."

"In the end, only the lowest-grade sword and shield set can be kept."

"But these beasts even secretly left hidden weapons in their swords and shields."

"They don't treat us like family at all!"

The group of ghosts and spirits exchanged glances and fell silent, instead submitting to the chains around their necks and amplifying their power, causing the king to accelerate his pursuit of the sword and shield.

Wang Quan sensed the change in the attitude of the spirits and understood their meaning.

"Heh, you've toiled for the family your whole life, only to find out you've been tricked?"

"But don't worry, as long as you work hard, I'll definitely give you a quick and painless end!"

The many ghosts and spirits remained silent.

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The Taixu Sect branch occupies a mountain range that spans a million miles.

This branch is numbered 888 within the Taixu Sect, indicating that it is the 888th branch and oversees 360,000 Taixu Lower Courtyards.

Those who can set foot in the Taixu Lower Academy are mostly geniuses among ordinary people.

Those who are able to set foot in the branch are mostly geniuses among geniuses.

However, there are also a small number of powerful figures.

Bei Ming Qingyang was one of the few powerful figures.

At this time, he had just emerged from seclusion and held a grand banquet to entertain his cronies.

Amidst the clinking of glasses and the sip of fine wine, his mind drifted, and he thought of what had happened more than twenty years ago:

At that time, he was young, playful and not fond of studying.

However, after his family paid a price to secure him a spot in the [Tai Xu] guild, he became more aware of his situation and began to study diligently.

The elders in his family repeatedly said that studying Taoist scriptures would be beneficial, but he just couldn't get into it.

Finally, after studying three to five thousand volumes of Taoist scriptures, he hurriedly began practicing magic.

After the refining process was completed, the old man told him a sad piece of news: before refining the process, mastering ten thousand volumes of Daoist scriptures could have yielded Daoist seals.

When he received the news, he became furious and started cursing.

However, after being slapped twice by an elder in his family, he felt that swearing was inappropriate.

Then, with the help of his family, he cultivated himself little by little and climbed up the ranks step by step.

Finally, by using a little bit of power and means, he replaced a Daoist cultivator's spot and entered the branch.

According to the plan his family gave him, he was to reach the highest level of Golden Core within a thousand years, and then replace a Daoist cultivator's spot to enter the headquarters of the Taixu Sect.

Only by joining the [Tai Xu] branch would he be qualified to assist the family's prodigy in his work.

At that time, he asked the elders in his family why they had chosen him.

"I'm under a lot of pressure!"

After a long silence, the elder of the family said, "You are the one who has mastered the most Taoist scriptures in the past ten years since entering the Taixu Sect."

Bei Ming Qingyang was taken aback: "I didn't expect I to be a prodigy?"

Snapped!

The elder of the family slapped him across the face: "Any normal cultivator in the Lower Academy of Taixu is dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than you."

Compared to them, you're nothing but scum.

After the elders of the family brought him to his senses, they told him that he would be going to the headquarters to help a cousin.

"That cousin obtained a spot decades ago. After stepping into the Taixu Lower Academy, he gained enlightenment and then condensed Dao seals."

"Currently, I am in seclusion at the headquarters of [Tai Xu]."

"It's just that my [Bei Ming] family has only been developing for a few tens of thousands of years, and our foundation is far too shallow."

"That cousin is having a tough time and urgently needs my help."

"That's why we chose you."

Bei Ming Qingyang was bewildered: "With my abilities, am I qualified to go to the [Tai Xu Headquarters]?"

The elder of the family said smugly, "You are not qualified to go, but that cousin is qualified to recruit Golden Core servants at the branch."

"That's why we're nurturing you, hoping you can reach the Golden Core stage within a thousand years and then help that cousin."

"That's why we used methods to brand your mark onto the family's magical sword and shield."

"With the blessing of the sword and shield magic weapon, and the many resources we provide, you have the best chance of reaching the Golden Core stage within a thousand years."

Bei Ming Qingyang clearly remembered asking the elders of his family, "You have been cultivating for longer than me, so why don't you try to break through to the Golden Core stage? Why do you let me enjoy such abundant resources to try and break through to the Golden Core stage?"

The elder of the family smiled: "Because you have the most volumes of Taoist scriptures, the probability of forcibly practicing the perfect version of the fundamental method becoming abnormal is the lowest."

Beiming Qingyang........