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

After selecting the two major characteristics, the monarchy began to build up its foundation.

Instead of following the planned path of cultivating supernatural powers, he chose various spells and fundamental techniques.

Orthodox cultivators in the polar regions are free to choose any method, whether from the orthodox or unorthodox sects.

Wang Quan first looked at the drowning channel.

The Drowning Path, the Golden Core Realm has seventy-two fundamental methods and thirty-six thousand spells.

This number is far less than that of those in the Foundation Establishment and Purple Mansion realms.

However, both the fundamental laws and spells have become more refined.

Ordinary cultivators typically need several years to analyze a fundamental technique and several months to analyze a Golden Core technique.

However, for people like Wang Quan who possess Daoist Golden Elixir skills, they can easily analyze a perfect version of the fundamental law in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

This was his first analysis.

With more fundamental methods for parsing, subsequent parsing speeds will be faster.

It is more efficient when analyzing Golden Elixir spells.

In less than a hundred breaths, he could easily analyze a spell. Similarly, as the number of spells analyzed increased, the analysis speed would continue to improve.

After Wang Quan analyzed all the fundamental methods of the Drowning Path in one go, he chose the fundamental method of the Blazing Fire Path.

There are three thousand unorthodox methods, eight hundred side paths, and one hundred and eight orthodox sects, totaling forty-nine hundred thousand fundamental methods.

The black bird flies and the rabbit runs:

Wang Quan silently analyzed the situation, working tirelessly day and night.

This time, it took him three whole years to analyze and master all the fundamental principles.

During these three years, while he was working hard to build up his foundation, Ruo Jinghong and others were also working hard.

The same applies to the working ghosts.

After analyzing the final volume of the Golden Elixir Fundamental Method, Wang Quan got up to inspect the construction site.

On the construction site, furnaces rose from the ground.

Amidst the shouts of the ghosts, gears thousands of meters long were installed in specific positions and adjusted.

A vast amount of gold, silver, copper, and iron were used to continue building the most basic framework.

The frame is burned by the Great Sun True Fire, the fire energy is cleansed by the Three Lights Divine Water, the carving is sculpted by 108,000 kinds of wind, and various kinds of Wu Earth Thunder Fire Divine Sand, etc., tumbling and surging, polishing many materials.

When Wang Quan saw that the many ghosts and monsters were in high spirits and had little resentment, he knew that no one had embezzled their green coins.

He also saw some ghosts and the descendants of gods slacking off.

He saw it, but didn't take it to heart.

These guys either work themselves to the bone or put in a lot of effort.

Having taken his money, one must always sell one kind of product.

After conducting the inspection, he contacted Ruo Jinghong and the others again.

Ruo Jinghong and the others laughed and said, "Everything is normal!"

"The second and third layers of the world are developing steadily!"

"In your hometown, the area where the drowning occurred has seen an increasing number of new varieties of sunflower essence being delivered over the years."

"However, we're returning even more resources."

"We provide them with ten thousand top-grade ley lines and spiritual veins every year."

Wang Quan was pleased to see that everything was in good order.

After exchanging pleasantries with Ruo Jinghong and the others, he contacted Ying Jiaren.

Ying Jiaren waited a full fifteen minutes before replying, and the message was brief: "I control over a billion ghosts and monsters through the methods of incense offerings."

"At the same time, it is also analyzing many spells and deducing supernatural powers."

"My brain is slow to react."

Wang Quan was uneasy, worried that she would be corrupted by the incense-burning path, then go to the underworld, pass through spatial rifts, and appear in the Bitter Cold City in just over a month.

When he arrived in the bitterly cold city, he immediately gasped.

Because the vast, bitterly cold city was shrouded in mist and smoke.

These clouds and smoke are not formed naturally, nor are they caused by abnormal weather, but rather by endless incense offerings.

The incense smoke was thick and dense, covering the sky and the entire city.

At the very center of the incense offerings is Ying Jiaren.

At this moment, she had thousands of Tier 1 [Inverted Wisdom] plugged into her account.

The inverted wisdom roared, bestowing upon her boundless wisdom.

She used her wisdom to control the ghosts and monsters in the underworld and forge titles.

Occasionally, she would catch tumor-like spirits because their cultivation progress was too slow, dig out their heads, and refine them into "Inverted Wisdom" to hang on their heads.

Countless incense sticks, coming from all directions, seeped into every pore of her skin.

Ying Jiaren's body sometimes grows larger and sometimes shrinks as she frantically deals with incense offerings.

However, spirits still spawn within the incense-filled clouds.

After these spirits were born, they first offered sacrifices in all directions, then looked up to the sky and roared, "Fragrance, come!"

call out!call out!call out!

Strange and unusual sandalwood sticks flew out of the city and landed in front of them.

Incense spirits spew out smoke and light sandalwood incense to worship the beautiful woman.

However, there are too many fairies and too little sandalwood.

The incense spirit, having failed to receive incense, flew into a rage.

She casually grabbed a friend next to her and blew a puff of smoke into her head.

Pfft!

His friend's head was on fire, and he was writhing on the ground in pain, wincing in agony.

In the next instant, he was captured by the elf and sacrificed to Ying Jiaren.

But she had only been worshipping for a short while when another spirit grabbed her, set her head on fire, and burned it like sandalwood.

This continues round after round, with as few as seven or eight spirits acting as sandalwood, and as many as dozens or even hundreds.

The incense smoke billowed, almost engulfing the beautiful woman in the reflection.

Outside the city:

A group of Golden Core cultivators released special magical artifacts that rolled around in the incense, helping to polish it.

However, the incense continued to burn, constantly expanding in all directions.

Upon seeing Wang Quan approach, the group of Golden Core cultivators immediately beamed with joy: "Fellow Daoist, please persuade Fellow Daoist Jue Shi!"

"She's insane!"

"If she continues like this, the entire Bitter Cold City will be burned down by her."

"At that time, all the hard work and achievements we've built will be destroyed by her."

Wang Quan glanced at the swirling incense offerings, then at the beautiful woman reflected in the mirror.

"Everyone, please help absorb the incense offerings."

"I'll go wake her up!"

The other Golden Core cultivators lamented, "The supernatural power system we chose has no incense offerings."

"This incense is poisonous. We can barely absorb some, but if we absorb too much, we will either die or lose our wisdom."

"Now all living beings in the city have been driven mad by her incense offerings."

"Just stop her quickly!"

Wang Quan nodded, then transformed into hundreds of Heavenly Spirits and Earthly Fiends, like a hundred boats racing, rushing into the incense offerings.

He tore apart the incense sticks and sent them into the city.

Many of the new practitioners, spirits, and orthodox cultivators in the city, influenced by the incense offerings, have become somewhat eccentric.

A spirit extracted the spine of a new cultivator, then vigorously rubbed it on the ground, smeared it with mud, and used it as sandalwood.

There were also cultivators who put the monster in a sack, then beat it with sticks, and finally lifted the unconscious monster and placed it on a stone mill.

They chanted work songs as they pushed the stone mill:

Heave-ho! Heave-ho! Heave-ho!

The spirits were crushed into mincemeat, then seized by orthodox cultivators and made into more refined sandalwood.

Although the orthodox cultivators seemed a bit off, their eyes were still relatively clear.

"Why don't you leave immediately?"

"If we don't leave soon, I'm afraid we'll be completely corrupted by the incense offerings and lose our minds."

The orthodox cultivators cried out sadly, "Master, we are just a group of Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators."

"If we leave this city, where can we go?"

"The outside world is experiencing an abnormal weather event, fraught with danger, even more insane than this."

"It's better to work for Master Jue Shi here than to die out there."

"Moreover, we are orthodox cultivators. Even if we go mad, we are the most extreme madmen."

"I'll definitely survive in the end."

As they spoke, they casually lashed the new cultivators a few times with their whips: "Damn it, find more of those with more bones to use as raw materials."

"This sandalwood powder is ultimately a bit lacking."

The new monks: "Sigh!"