Starting with the consumables of the Demonic Sect, one can barely achieve immortality.

The Moon Palace is shrouded in mist, about ten miles overseas.

This place is so far from the Sea of ​​Mist that it is beyond the observation range of the Observation Tube, and even a Foundation Establishment cultivator would find it difficult to observe anything.

Although he knew that even if he were closer, he would not be able to help his junior sister in the fog.

The tall, thin Taoist priest couldn't help but worry, pacing back and forth under the big tree.

He glanced from time to time at the streaks of light colliding and tangling in the sky at extremely high speeds, trying to comfort himself:

"With Aunt Miaoyu here, she won't let anything happen to my junior sister."

That's what they say, but if my junior sister really gets into trouble in the fog sea, does a Foundation Establishment cultivator really have the ability to rescue her remotely across a layer of fog sea?

"Moreover... there must be something incredibly valuable that has appeared in the Moon-Covering Palace, which is why they would personally intervene."

"My martial aunt isn't my and my fellow disciples' biological mother. How could she possibly forsake such a precious treasure and opportunity for my junior sister's safety?!"

The Taoist priest gazed at the white-robed figure standing with hands clasped behind his back on the distant hill, observing the clouds and mist as if they were the passage of time, and hesitated for a long time before speaking:

"Uncle-Master...do you plan to make a move?"

The figure in white did not turn around upon hearing this, but instead faced him with an air of superiority.

A thought arises from the lake of my heart, so calmly as to recount something completely unrelated to myself:

"Nephew Dongming, you're always like this."

"Hesitant and indecisive, overly concerned with gains and losses... If he doesn't change this nature, the path to building an immortal foundation will likely be a long way off."

"If I had been like you when I was young, I would have died nine hundred times over."

Dongming thought to himself, "This isn't your junior sister. You, Miaocai Daoren, speak so casually."

However, fearing that this Taoist priest might be cultivating some kind of immortal foundation capable of discerning the heart, he dared not be too outspoken and only said:

"Although my junior sister's name is still registered at Hancheng Academy, just like my senior sister Wang Qing back then, she has never entered the ancestral hall of my Shen Gao sect."

"But in the end, he was a true disciple of my master, and his talent was unmatched among his peers."

"If it were to be lost here, it would be a great loss for the clan."

Taoist Miaocai asked:

"Are you trying to intimidate me with your master?"

The voice was calm and ordinary, but it frightened Dongming so much that he lowered his head even further.

"I wouldn't dare, junior disciple."

Master Miaocai maintained his aloof and superior demeanor, surveying the surrounding mountains, his gaze fixed solely on the sea of ​​clouds ten miles away.

"That old dog Bai is also from Hancheng Academy. They're the ones who demanded Taiyin, not us. It should be him who makes the move!"

Although Dongming had deep feelings for his martial uncle and junior sister, upon hearing the words "Hancheng Academy," he showed no kindness whatsoever, only saying resentfully:

"What good would an old geezer who only knows how to smoke opium all day do for his junior sister? He should be grateful if he doesn't steal her opportunities instead!"

Mr. Bai of Hancheng Academy also cultivates [Cold Qi], and theoretically, it is possible for him to switch to cultivating [Taiyin].

And this Taiyin spiritual object is becoming increasingly rare in this world, with each use reducing its quantity.

Dongming absolutely refused to believe that Mr. Bai would suppress his thoughts out of so-called camaraderie!

Despite seemingly not valuing the [Taiyin] Immortal Fate as much as Hancheng Academy, the Shengao Sect mobilized the most powerful forces for this trip to the Northern Foothills.

While Master certainly has his own matters to attend to, he would never interfere in these affairs as a True Person.

However, the fact that he rode the crane north on that day and deliberately made a big fuss was itself a declaration to both the righteous and the demonic paths.

If the lower cultivators dare to go too far, the true masters of the Divine Proclamation Sect might actually take action!

With this extra layer of protection, the Shengao Sect dispatched one more Foundation Establishment cultivator than the other two sects.

This was to prevent people from the academy from taking away Ling Qiao's opportunity.

It's not that the academy can't produce a Taiyin cultivator, but this cultivator can only be Ling Qiao, who has a background in the Shen Gao Sect.

"But from another perspective, as long as it's not confirmed that my junior sister has truly obtained the immortal destiny, she will always be an untrustworthy outsider in the eyes of the sect's elders..."

"Even if this opportunity were too tempting, Miaoyu and Miaocai, knowing their master was in charge, would probably still resort to countless underhanded tactics!"

Dongming's expression was gloomy, and Miaocai Daoist spoke slowly:

"With Ling Qiao's abilities, those mindless and soulless zombies outside the palace can't harm her."

"The only thing to worry about is that there will inevitably be one or two palace guards in front of these ancient palaces."

"Although Biyue Palace may not be one of the palaces directly under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Dynasty, so many giants died in ancient times. Any cultivator who knows how to live would not waste these great physical bodies."

"Besides, there are already Netherworld cultivators in the palace, so it would be extremely easy for them to do it."

The insightful question:

"The palace guards? Weren't they dealt with by the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal long ago?"

"Zongli once obtained this senior's notes, in which he mentioned that he even broke his personal sword while dealing with that armored guard!"

Miao Cai shook his head dismissively and said:

"Thinking downwards!"

"Qingping had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage at that time, and wasn't even a corpse cultivator in the Yin body. The gates of Biyue Palace were never opened for him. How much do you think he could know about the situation inside the palace?"

"There might not be just one armored guard outside the palace, and Qingping may not have truly eliminated the enemy completely."

"He was able to enter the Misty Sea with his Foundation Establishment cultivation, but was instantly expelled after killing the armored guard. There is only one possibility behind this: a high-level cultivator wanted him to leave his sword in the Misty Sea."

Dongming's expression immediately turned serious:

"Is the [Qingping] that my martial uncle is referring to, which was broken long ago?"

The magic sword of the [Upper Yin] path.

Hundreds of years after the fall of the Great Zhou Dynasty, these two words are still considered taboo by both righteous and demonic cultivators.

Modern cultivators know very little about this path, just as when the Northern Huang Immortal Dynasty ruled the world, not a single immortal cultivator who practiced this path left their name in history.

The Zhou dynasty, the only one to openly and honestly establish this path as a symbol of imperial power and allow its royal children to practice it without any concealment, suffered constant misfortunes from the very beginning of its existence, ultimately leading to its demise.

The descendants of the former emperor are now nothing but a desperate bandit, devoid of strength and courage.

Otherwise, how could the three righteous sects have so easily gained a foothold in the thirteen kingdoms of the North?

The wise and talented Taoist said:

"【Shangyin】 has committed a major taboo among adults. Although Qingping is an outstanding person, she is no exception."

"At that time, Senior Dancheng, who was still a student of the master, wanted a suitable weapon, so it would be perfect for Qingping to leave her sword behind."

Upon hearing this secret, Dongming's pupils dilated to their maximum, and he was unable to utter a single word.

After a long silence, he finally asked:

"Then the opportunities within the palace have already been seized by Senior Dancheng..."

Miao Cai shook his head:

Why should she go and get it?

"Don't look down on me, Senior Dao, like those good-for-nothing Confucian scholars."

"We, the Three Pure Ones, follow the righteous path and have our own great way to go."

"Though heaven and earth are high, and the sun and moon are precious, neither can compare to the importance of my Golden Elixir Dao!"