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

"Xiuyue has never touched a magical artifact before!"

"This is the magic weapon!"

"It feels so nice to touch!"

Qian Xiuyue's eyes shone brightly.

Because magical treasures are simply too precious.

It was so precious that even though she had lived this long and her strength had continuously increased due to the royal power, she had never imagined that she could possess a magical artifact.

Over the years, the drowning lower house has amassed a huge amount of money.

She once wanted to use the Green Cicada Coins to buy a magical artifact, even if it was a damaged one.

As a result, the middleman told her directly: no matter how much money you have, you can't buy time.

If you want a magical artifact, you either have to forge it yourself or steal it.

Qian Xiuyue checked the requirements for crafting magical artifacts, but after only seeing the starting point of five hundred years, she fell silent.

As for robbing?

Heh heh, she does have an awareness of her own abilities.

From now on, I can only rely on my superior status to bully the weak in order to make a living.

Let her fight against experts? That's absolutely impossible.

The experts are terrifying.

All she ever wanted in her life was to live off the royal family.

Wang Quan was unaware of Qian Xiuyue's thoughts.

He gave Qian Xiuyue a long banner.

This long banner was later crafted into a three-headed, six-armed magical artifact—the [Dutian Banner].

This magical artifact has no time limit and is even capable of growth.

As long as there are enough brothers and sisters in the long banner, this [Dutian Banner] can keep evolving.

The final, ultimate form is the [Twelve Capital Banners].

It is said that the Twelve Heavenly Banners can summon twelve terrifying gods and demons to resurrect.

The resurrected gods and demons will do some things for the beings of the Twelve Capital Banners before leaving.

In the future, any summoning will only summon phantom images of gods and demons.

Although it is an illusion, its strength is still quite terrifying.

After Wang Quan explained the situation to Qian Xiuyue, the woman smiled so broadly her eyes crinkled: "Oh my, why are you so good to me?"

"Do you want me to be your Daoist partner?"

"Let me tell you, all the friends we knew when we were young are now my Daoist partners!"

"I can't abandon them."

"However, when you occasionally come by, I'll only treat you as my Daoist partner, how about that?"

Wang Quan's lips twitched, and he shook his head.

Qian Xiuyue suddenly realized: "Could it be that you want to join my big family?"

"Looks like you're really into exploring the Arctic!"

Wang Quan was speechless, then choked up: "Xiuer, my relationship with Jiaren is stable."

"I don't want to find another partner for the time being."

Qian Xiuyue suddenly realized, then looked suspiciously at the [Dutian Banner] in her hand.

"Then why are you giving me this?"

Wang Quan laughed and said, "Not only for you, but also for Senior Sister Round Face."

I'm going on a long trip next year.

"If things go smoothly, I'll be back in a year or two."

"If things don't go smoothly, it might take three to five hundred years, or even seven or eight hundred years, before I can return."

Upon hearing this, Qian Xiuyue's expression changed drastically.

As a fellow cultivator of the same generation as the king, she watched this man grow step by step, saw his grand buildings rise, saw his guests flock to him, saw him stand high above, and saw him become omnipotent.

Although she wouldn't dare say she was the one who understood royal power best, she did have a deep understanding of it.

The man's words made her sense danger:

"Wang Quan, has something happened?"

Wang Quan smiled: "It's nothing."

"I was just away for a while this time, and I was afraid someone would take advantage of my absence to do something to you."

That's why I prepared a trump card for you.

"After I leave, if anyone tries to seize this drowning monastery, and you can't afford to offend them, just give it to them."

"I'll settle accounts with them when I get back."

"After I leave, if anyone causes you trouble, just go to the second layer of the world and use this magic treasure to protect yourself."

"You can take a portion of the wealth from the Lower House and carry it with you. That way, you'll have some money if you ever have to run away."

"You'll keep a portion of yourself in the lower house."

"A portion of it is still being transported to City 95."

Wang Quan talked on and on, giving many instructions.

Qian Xiuyue nodded one by one, keeping it firmly in mind.

After finishing speaking, Wang Quan smiled and said, "Go ahead and get busy, I'm going to find my senior sister."

Qian Xiuyue was reluctant to leave: "Can you stay?"

Wang Quan shook his head: "We must leave!"

Qian Xiuyue remained silent.

Wang Quan rubbed her head and laughed, "Back then, when the emcees and the others had no idea what their future held, they still dared to go to the Arctic to work hard."

"I am now countless times stronger than them."

"I will not be in danger."

Qian Xiuyue didn't believe it at all.

She wasn't stupid; she naturally knew that although the royal power had become stronger, the things it encountered were definitely much more troublesome than when it was weak.

She wanted to persuade him to stay, but she didn't know how to say it.

After all, she was too weak.

"If I were stronger, perhaps I could help him."

Qian Xiuyue sighed.

After realizing she couldn't save the king, she dragged him to look at the drowned lower house.

After many years, Wang Quan visited the Lower House where the drowning occurred again, and he was quite saddened.

A few years ago, he and Ying Jiaren visited the Drowning Lower House.

At the time, I just felt that the lower courtyard, the market, and the mountains had a unique scenery.

But looking at it now, he felt a mix of emotions.

After a long while, he transformed into a streak of starlight and soared into the distance to find his round-faced senior sister.

A million miles is nothing to him now.

In just one hour, he found the round-faced senior sister.

My senior sister isn't in the real world, but in the second layer of the world.

Wang Quan removed the golden elixir, arranged rituals to conceal and protect it, and then released magical treasures to suppress it.

After allowing his cultivation level to return to the Purple Mansion realm, he then stepped into the second level of the world.

Under her senior sister's management, the second layer of the world corresponding to her family became exceptionally prosperous, even several times more prosperous than the second and third layers of the world corresponding to White Land and Stone City.

There are all kinds of safe buildings here, and the many buildings are piled up together, like a small city.

Within the city, there are warriors, spirits, and orthodox cultivators, all made of flesh and blood.

Most of the creatures here are natives born in the second layer of the world.

Only a small number of orthodox cultivators come from the real world.

Moreover, there are no new Dharma monks here.

Orthodox cultivators in the city practice magic and forge prototypes of magical artifacts and treasures.

The martial artists cultivated the land and planted medicinal herbs and spiritual plants.

The spirits worshipped the four directions, the sun, moon, stars, and the changing seasons.

There are also some spirits who specialize in cutting off flesh and selling it to earn some hard-earned money so they can enjoy some luxuries.

The place is bustling, like a drowning market in the lower courtyard.

Every now and then, streaks of celestial and terrestrial spirits would roar in.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the arrival of Foundation Establishment and Purple Mansion Grandmasters.

These monks were just passing by.

They stop here to replenish their supplies, pick out some local specialties, stay for a while, or leave in a hurry.

Wang Quan watched for a while and saw love and hate, gratitude and separation, and conspiracies and intrigues.

After a short while, he got up and went to find the round-faced senior sister.

This senior sister is leading a group of junior brothers to open up a safe zone.

They held up books of "Scriptures for Saving People" and exhaled breaths of magical power from their mouths.

Then someone opened the gourd, and it spewed out boundless sunlight.

These sun-drenched gourds were refined into magical artifacts by them using a great deal of resources.

This magical artifact continuously emits sunlight; as long as the magical power remains, the sunlight will never cease.

In a sense, this can be considered sustainable development.

The round-faced senior sister greeted Wang Quan with a beaming smile: "Junior brother, what brings you here?"

Wang Quan smiled and said, "Of course, I'm sending you a precious treasure."

Round-faced senior sister.........

—I'm begging you gentlemen to generate electricity so I can earn a penny to make ends meet—thank you!