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

Next up is the much-anticipated harvest review.

Of all Yan Cheng's current gains, the most valuable is undoubtedly the "Eight-Leaf Floating Duckweed Sword Manual," a sword technique that can be used up to the Core Formation stage.

While the "Comprehensive Explanation of All Things in the Town" is limited to the Qi Refining stage, it is the key to building a perfect immortal foundation, and its effect on Yan Cheng is no less than that of the former.

As for the physical rewards, the foremost was half a Foundation Establishment sword, "Qingping," followed closely by the Qi Refining artifact, "Luodie."

This should be enough to make up for the loss of the puppet strings he had exhausted in this fierce battle.

But that's not all...

He turned and stared at the kneeling, motionless palace guard, plotting how to strip the big guy naked.

This time, he didn't leave [Qingping] on the giant's chest. To prevent this guy from standing up again, he would definitely burn him with Yin Star Flame before entering the palace.

But let's set aside the question of whether the fireworks could penetrate the layers of armor and burn away the man's flesh.

It would be such a waste to destroy a set of foundational armor that was mostly intact except for the breastplate.

On the day he dealt with Wang Qing in the morgue, Zhong Tianying did not remove the golden armor from her body before handling her, letting the armor burn into a half-molten lump of gold. This was certainly not to save face for his old rival.

Would a dignified chief disciple of the Hall of Longevity give up the benefits he gained from the pulse for something like this?

Don't make your senior sister laugh.

The reason it was so rare was because the Golden Armor belonged to the Yang Metal category, which Zhong Tianying herself didn't need, and her third senior brother, who didn't want to get close to the Holy Maiden, obtained the complete Golden Armor.

Although Yan Cheng did not know where the equipment of the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the hall was made.

However, the technique used by the Hall of Longevity to forge new armor was certainly inferior to that of Emperor Shen Gao.

This is a scheme to weaken dissidents, and even if the third senior brother knew about it, he couldn't say anything.

"Compared to Confucian cultivators who use their power to oppress others, it's far more honorable for our Immortal Sect to do so."

Feeling resentful after being outmaneuvered by the Upper Cultivator? Then find a way to become the Upper Cultivator yourself and get your revenge.

"Anyway, as long as your attainment of Dao benefits the Palace, even those as noble as the True Disciples wouldn't dare to eliminate you directly under the Palace Master's nose."

From this perspective, the Immortal Sect hasn't completely stifled the cultivation paths of lower-level cultivators; at most, they've only minimized their chances of achieving enlightenment.

Fortunately, my achievements do not depend on their blessings.

The immortal sects have a clear code of conduct, where upper-level cultivators can openly place their own interests above the lives and deaths of lower-level cultivators.

Once Yan Cheng becomes a superior cultivator, he might do the same.

However, at least for now, he is unwilling to go too far and affect his own peace of mind.

Seeing Deng Jian and Pei Yi, who had retreated hundreds of steps away, now boldly running back, both surprised and delighted, picking up the fragments of cold iron from the ground.

These armor fragments of varying sizes were all forged from high-quality cold iron, making them excellent materials for warding off evil spirits for the two corpse cultivators!

Yan Cheng blinked slightly and suddenly said:

"Help me strip this fellow of his armor."

"Afterwards, each of you will receive an arm guard from one of his arms, so that you will not leave empty-handed."

The two corpse cultivators exchanged a glance, then looked at Yan Cheng with eyes full of almost tearful joy.

Is Senior Brother Yan joking with them?

The immortal sects don't necessarily have a style of not sharing any benefits with lower cultivators.

During their exploration of the morgue, everyone gained some benefits, though not much, but it was still better than coming for nothing.

However, this was under the premise that Zhong Tianying was a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the [Flowing Fire] level, and that the Qi-cultivating spiritual objects in the Corpse-Raising Institute were of no value to her.

Even if some of these spiritual creatures belonged to the [Flowing Fire] category, Zhong Tianying would have already claimed them for himself, at most giving them a few ordinary pills as compensation.

But no matter how skilled Senior Brother Yan was, he was still only at the Qi Refining stage, just like the other two.

The two of them were so eager for the Cold Iron Armor, would Senior Brother Yan look down on it?

The two knew that if they had any merit in this exploration, it was only that they had worked together to kill Tan Qi.

But apart from having a higher cultivation level, that guy had no fighting ability whatsoever.

What merit would killing her be in Senior Brother Yan's eyes?

Deng Jian and Pei Yiping, whose thinking was usually completely opposite, happened to come to the same conclusion at this juncture:

"Perhaps my senior brother has used up all his puppet-binding silk... Is he trying to keep us at bay by offering some benefits in case we run away at any moment?"

"Anyway, once he's used the two of us as substitutes for the robbery, he can still get back the benefits he gave out!"

The two had been in the palace for quite some time and absolutely did not believe that a superior would do good deeds without any ulterior motives.

If you can't see through the scheming behind someone's actions, it must be because you don't have enough experience or sharp enough eyesight.

They saw through each other but didn't say anything; each had their own thoughts.

The attitude he displayed, however, was one of extreme humility:

"Brother, your kindness is immense. Even if I were to serve you like a beast of burden for the rest of my life, I could never repay even a fraction of your kindness!"

"I cannot express my gratitude. If you wish to cultivate with me in the future, I will certainly not take a single bit of your cultivation or magical power. I will do everything in my power for your cultivation."

Yan Cheng was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this:

"Stop with these irrelevant remarks and get on with the work."

The two men moved with incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, they had stripped the guards of their armor, revealing their imposing and awe-inspiring giant bodies.

Yan Cheng gazed at the cold, white light emanating from the surface of this enormous body and couldn't help but sigh:

"If the true disciples of the palace were here, they would surely have a better way to make use of this physical body, instead of being like us who bought the box and returned the pearl."

"Unfortunately, my cultivation is insufficient, so I can only send you off with tears in my eyes."

With that, he snapped his fingers, and the giant's body was instantly engulfed by purple flames.

This scene almost made Ling Qiao, who had just stepped into the fog gate, pull her foot back, her heart pounding:

"No way."

"Are these guys really practicing Qi cultivation?"

"They even took care of the palace guards!"

Ling Qiao had read the scriptures within the Shengao Sect and knew that the palace guards outside Biyue Palace were made from the flesh of giants.

Although he lacks a foundation in immortality and magical abilities, his physical combat strength is definitely among the top in the Foundation Establishment stage.

This thing is nothing in the eyes of Foundation Establishment cultivators, but it is definitely not something that Qi Refining cultivators can solve with their numerical advantage!

Ling Qiao had anticipated that the halberd guard, who had been severely injured by Qingping Sword Immortal's sword and had been standing stiffly ever since, might suddenly revive.

There was nothing else he could do but rush into the Moon-Shielding Palace.

What? You want her to go toe-to-toe with the halberd guards?

Is this a joke?

Looking at the cold, bright purple flames burning on the giant's body, Ling Qiao felt a breath catch in her throat.

"Moonlight Glazed Fire...no, if this is the fire, it shouldn't be this color."

"Is it some kind of obscure spiritual fire from the Taiyin Dao?"

She could hardly bear to look directly at the long-haired boy in black robes and white clothes by the fire:

'Could this guy be a direct descendant of the Taiyin Demon Sect?'

"Only a direct descendant of such a major sect would possess the extraordinary skill to defeat a mere palace-guarding halberd with only Qi Refining cultivation!"