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

The royal power could never relinquish the elixir of immortality: "People today do not see the moon of old, but only the bright moon of yesteryear shining upon people."

So what if it consumes a lot of resources?

To obtain this Golden Elixir, he spent a vast amount of resources exchanging it with other Daoist masters for a huge number of new Golden Elixirs.

We've almost gathered all the hardest-to-obtain Golden Core, but now we're giving up because of other resources?

Are you kidding me?

Even if this golden core is only slightly stronger than other top-tier golden cores, he will still refine it.

Resources are not a problem.

The only problem is—he has to get it done.

Qian Xiuyue wasn't doing a good job, and Wang Quan didn't care.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Contact Senior Sister Round Face and gather information about the cultivation sects and organizations in the surrounding area."

"Then I told them I needed to borrow some resources."

Qian Xiuyue shook her head: "Those cultivation sects, especially the smaller ones, don't have many resources at all."

"The larger ones are all practitioners of the new Dharma."

"These guys don't know how to refine resources at all."

"They only harvest resources that are naturally occurring."

"Contacting them is a complete waste of time."

"Unless a proper monk is arranged to guide them in the slow and careful refining process."

"But this will take up a lot of time."

Wang Quan was a little troubled: "Do I have to use my special combat authority?"

He participated in the magical contest back then and gained access to the system.

The Daoist Court of the World had promised to provide him with resources for Golden Elixir cultivation.

He originally intended to keep this access for future critical moments.

It seems that we may have to use it ahead of schedule.

With that in mind, he didn't wait any longer and directly contacted the [World Dao Court] through the token, sending over the required list.

One breath...

Three breaths...

Ten breaths...

The identity token trembled slightly, and a new piece of information appeared inside.

Wang Quan checked:

The resources will be delivered within one hour. Please check your inbox.

You currently have one top-tier realm or resource remaining, which you can withdraw at any time.

call!

Wang Quan exhaled a breath of stale air.

He has secured all the necessary resources for refining the Golden Elixir, and now he can begin refining it.

Before the resources arrive, Wang Quan searches for a suitable location for refining.

He soared into the air, sat upright on a cloud, his eyes piercing the light of the Big Dipper, surveying all directions.

Mountains and rivers, the direction of the earth's veins, and so on appeared in his mind.

Finally, his gaze fell on a mountain three thousand miles away from Linjiang Mountain.

This mountain is 10,000 meters high, and the Nujiang River flows at its foot.

This mountain resembles a crouching tiger, connected to the surrounding mountains, like a lid of a cauldron.

The layout of the earth veins and spiritual veins is designed to suit the purpose and can be matched with the three-legged cauldron mountain in the underworld.

The only drawback is that there are monks active on the mountain.

However, these are minor issues.

"This is the spot."

There are people on the mountain; at worst, we can just ask them to move.

Before long, a black vortex the size of a head appeared in front of him.

Rainbows flew out from the vortex.

The rainbows intertwine, forming the shape of a ritual.

The ritual instruments turned, accompanied by a series of booming sounds, and boxes appeared.

boom!

The ritual objects and vortexes shattered, and the box fell into the hands of the king.

He opened it and found it filled with countless treasure pouches, containing a vast amount of resources.

These resources alone are enough to refine several top-grade Golden Pills.

Now, they are only a negligible part of the resources used by the royal power to refine elixirs.

With the resources in place, Wang Quan gave Qian Xiuyue some instructions and then said, "I'm going to refine the Golden Elixir."

"In a few days, various strange phenomena and anomalies may occur."

"You don't need to panic when the time comes."

Pfft!

Qian Xiuyue laughed: "I've been in charge of the Drowning Hospital for decades and have weathered many storms."

Having witnessed various unusual methods and techniques of refining, I naturally remain calm.

"Moreover, the place you chose is thousands of miles away from here."

"Even if there is abnormal weather, it is difficult for it to affect this area, so it will not have much impact on us."

Wang Quan nodded, then transformed into a streak of malevolent energy and hurtled straight towards Crouching Tiger Mountain.

After he left, Qian Xiuyue stared in the direction he had gone, remaining silent for a long time.

A moment later, a fellow Daoist approached: "Sister Yueyue, let's continue our cultivation!"

Qian Xiuyue didn't respond, but instead gazed in the direction Wang Quan had left: "Was it worth spending so many resources to refine a single Golden Core?"

"Also, we are tens of thousands of miles away from where he refined the Golden Elixir."

"Could it have an impact on this?"

Her Daoist partners did not respond, but were silently jealous.

Qian Xiuyue took a deep breath, suppressing her many thoughts, and said, "Go, tell the people below that there will be unusual weather, and that everyone should not panic."

"Yes, sir!"

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call out!call out!call out!

Wang Quan roared, and in less than half an hour, he landed on Wohu Mountain, thousands of miles away.

Wohu Mountain is very large, covered with lush vegetation, and dotted with buildings of varying sizes.

Some monks gathered clouds and wove auspicious clouds.

Some cultivators refine sunlight, while others extract the power of the earth's veins to create various kinds of thunder and fire.

There were also cultivators engaging in magical duels and sparring.

On a clearing at the highest point, a long black banner fluttered.

The long banner emitted billowing black smoke, which swept the cultivators inside.

A moment later, the long banner fluttered, and the cultivators tumbled out, their faces beaming with joy: "I've broken through!"

"I've broken through too, Grandma!"

An old cultivator fumbled with the long banner, chuckling strangely, "My Reliance Mountain Sect is indeed a place of outstanding people and abundant resources."

Just then, a malevolent aura descended from the sky.

boom!

The malevolent energy exploded.

The shattered malevolent energy spread everywhere, like a tornado sweeping across the land.

After the many cultivators retreated dozens of meters in a frenzy, they saw the murderous aura dissipate, revealing a human figure.

Upon seeing this person, a legend and a name immediately came to mind for everyone.

"Wang Quan, the Flower-Sprinkling Taoist?"

The old monk gripped the long banner tightly, carefully observing the king's appearance.

Before anyone could react, the old cultivator knelt down with a thud: "Greetings, Ancestor Scattering Flowers."

"Ancestor, you've finally remembered us."

"Ancestor, are you coming back this time to show off and take us to new heights?"

The other cultivators, realizing what was happening, quickly knelt down as well, saying, "Greetings, Ancestor."

"Ancestor, we have been waiting for you for so long."

"With the patriarch back, the Mountain Reliance Sect has found its heaven."

"Ancestor..."

Wang Quan, who was about to expel everyone, was stunned.

Me, the ancestor?

I don't know any of you guys at all.

Will I take you guys on a wild ride and make you feel cool?

Haha, I also want to find someone like that.

He looked around, his gaze finally settling on the old monk holding up the banner.

The old cultivator looked familiar, and the long banner was also quite familiar.

No, what made him familiar was not the long banner, but a hundred or so tokens hanging on it.

That was a prototype of a magical artifact he had once crafted—the Zodiac.

At that moment, he understood the origins of these cultivators.

"So it's you guys!" Wang Quan exclaimed in realization.

The old cultivator was overjoyed and held up the long banner, saying, "Ancestor, back then you bestowed upon us the Twelve Zodiac Signs. Relying on these treasures, we fought in all directions, annihilated our enemies, and laid a foundation for your great cause."

"Now that our ancestor has returned, we beg him to take charge of the foundation and lead us to new heights."

Other cultivators also sought his help.

Wang Quan shook his head in astonishment: "We are just strangers who met by chance, there is no need to call me ancestor."

The old cultivator grew anxious: "But Ancestor, you are our Reliance Sect's greatest backer!"

"If it weren't for you, the Backing Mountain Sect would have been gone long ago."

Royal power...