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

When the God of Marriage was mentioned, the little snake seemed quite dissatisfied.

"It is said that the God of Love and the owner of this place are friends."

"But later, the master of this place left, and the God of the Moon looked down on the Third King, saying that the Third King had ruined the reputation of the master of this place."

"Those of us who cling to the powerful king are naturally not well-liked either."

"Otherwise... once we establish a connection with Linjiang Mountain, we can do whatever we want in the entire Drowned Lower Temple."

Wang Quan surveyed his surroundings and casually remarked, "How could she look down on the Third King?"

Big Snake sighed, "Perhaps it's jealousy!"

"The three kings are now wholeheartedly dedicated to cultivating innate martial artists, and can provide the Drowning Lower Academy with 10,000 sets of innate martial artist-level internal organs every day."

"The three kings also cultivated new spirits and monsters, and used the flesh, bones, and fur of many spirits and monsters as raw materials to open various processing shops, supporting many rural spirits and monsters and providing many jobs."

"The two kings even imitated the God of the Moon, and specially cultivated new kinds of spirits and monsters."

"In previous years, she even artificially bred centaur, mermaid, and fox species, making an indelible contribution to the prosperity of spirits and monsters."

"Moreover, thanks to the promotion of the Three Kings, almost everyone in the Drowned Lower Academy now possesses the skills of immortal cultivation and the ability to refine techniques."

"This Linjiang Mountain produces at least 10,000 streams of magical power every day, which flow into the Drowning Lower Academy to strengthen its power."

Big Snake Boy shook his head and kept talking.

At first, Wang Quan listened with great interest, but later, his thoughts were drawn to Linjiang Mountain.

Linjiang Mountain has changed a lot since then.

On the surrounding mountains, he saw countless monsters worshipping the sun, cultivating fertile fields, drawing blood, shearing fur, and cutting off horns.

In the valley, countless human martial artists devoured the flesh and blood of the spirits, strange goose eggs, and secret medicines to enhance their cultivation.

Once they become innate martial artists, they only need to hand over one hundred sets of internal organs, and then they will be free.

At that time, they can study the Taoist scriptures and become orthodox cultivators, or they can learn the new methods and become cultivators of the new methods.

They can even undergo modification: combining their own upper body with the lower body of a spirit to create a new spirit that is half-human and half-demon.

They can also donate their lower body to be combined with the upper body of other spirits to become a half-demon, half-human spirit.

Alternatively, one could sell their body entirely and let their soul reside in the Emperor's Banner to work, thus avoiding a hundred years of detours while earning a large sum of money for their relatives back home, allowing them to successfully complete their lineage and inherit their father's business.

In short, as long as they want to improve themselves, there are plenty of ways to do so.

While the martial artists were working, the new cultivators were not idle either.

To Wang Quan's surprise, in the vast Linjiang Mountain, he saw very few orthodox cultivators, but instead a large number of new cultivators.

These new practitioners may be cultivating herbs, spiritual plants, and elixirs.

Or they might cultivate spiritual fields or draw talismans.

Their methods were simple, but they were diligent and conscientious, and they worked very seriously.

In the vast Linjiang Mountain, wherever there was land suitable for cultivation, they and the spirits carved it out and planted all sorts of strange things.

"Everything is wonderful, so why is Qian Xiuyue dissatisfied?"

Wang Quan frowned, suspicious.

Just then, he heard Big Snake proudly say, "Look how beautiful this Linjiang Mountain is!"

Wang Quan nodded: "It's beautiful!"

The little snake's eyes darted around: "Ten thousand green cicadas."

"Give me 10,000 Qingfu, and I'll arrange for you to come in."

"While I can't guarantee you a permanent position, I can definitely make you a temporary servant for ten years."

"Let me tell you, don't underestimate a ten-year temporary servant. In the market, such a position would start at 100,000 coins."

Wang Quan was taken aback: "You have to pay to be a temporary servant in this place?"

The little snake replied matter-of-factly, "That's right!"

"Many cultivators now want to have some kind of relationship with the master of this place."

"Especially female nuns and female demons."

"They all want to be servants so that they can meet the master here, be favored by him, and then soar to the sky and become phoenixes on the treetops."

The king remained silent.

He suddenly realized that these guys were better at making money than he was back then.

Big Snake Boy shook his head and recounted most of the situation at Linjiang Mountain.

While Wang Quan listened with great interest, he also gained an understanding of the situation at Linjiang Mountain.

Initially, he thought that Linjiang Mountain would become a huge base for cultivating "Sunflower Essence".

The outcome was beyond his comprehension.

Linjiang Mountain has surprisingly become a large-scale industrial cluster integrating raw material sales and processing.

Today, Linjiang Mountain supplies about one-tenth of the magical power, internal organs, flesh and blood, bones, and wronged souls of the Drowned Lower Temple.

This scale may not seem large, but it's important to remember that Linjiang Mountain has only been developing for about 30 to 50 years.

In just thirty to fifty years, it has been able to be compared with ancient things that have existed for thousands of years. This speed of development is actually quite fast.

When Wang Quan inspected the various industries in Linjiang Mountain, he discovered a small-scale industry:

Spirit brick manufacturing industry.

Tens of thousands of spirits and warriors were quietly crafting spirit bricks in a corner.

The method used to create these spirit bricks was actually the same as the method used to build the foundation platform.

Each piece of spirit brick is of superior quality.

Then he saw a large number of orthodox monks come to buy.

He even overheard orthodox cultivators bargaining with spirits: "I know your Linjiangxian bricks are of good quality."

"The problem is that I only replaced some of the foundation bricks."

"I don't ask for the most advanced Foundation Establishment Platform; I just ask to use these top-quality spirit bricks as the frame."

"This framework cannot fundamentally change my strength. Your price is too high and not worth it for me."

The spirits brandished the spirit bricks, baring their teeth and snarling, "You're bullying us because we're not well-educated and can't read!"

"These spirit bricks were personally used by Master Sahua, and our crafting methods were all taught to us by Master Sahua step by step."

"Using this spirit brick is equivalent to the Flower God personally replacing your foundation, allowing you to go further on your cultivation path."

In the end, the orthodox cultivator happily bought several hundred spirit bricks and left.

Seeing this, Wang Quan praised them highly: "These guys are really clever."

At that moment, he saw the millstone spirit.

At this moment, the millstone spirit was grinding continuously on a giant stone spirit.

Little stone spirits fell down at the point where the two met.

These stone spirits, or perhaps transformed into stone lions, holding embroidered balls, are preparing to serve as mascots at the gates of wealthy families.

Or perhaps they transform into calves or horses, harnessed to plows, ready to till the land and make a living.

They might turn into stone figures, practice martial arts, or ride other stone creatures to prepare for their adventures.

The two flower fairies were very busy, carrying small whips and lashing one at a time: "Get to work!"

A group of butterflies, bees, and other spirits were whipped around in circles by her.

She also selected some flower fairies and bee spirits to form a song and dance troupe, which would be specially trained in dance and ready to welcome the throne at any time.

The sunset over the three kings was much quieter.

It hangs quietly in the direction of the sunset, forming a mirror, admiring its own reflection.

As the sun set, it left behind a faint sigh and disappeared.