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

Inside the Moon-Hidden Palace.

A woman in black robes and with black hair walked along the corridor, a golden bell in her hand trembling, its sound echoing in the boundless darkness.

At this moment, she was entirely following the connection and senses within the mist as she moved forward, her long, narrow eyes lowered.

When he occasionally raises his eyes, they radiate a chilling light.

The Yin Corpse Fiend obtained by corpse cultivators through bone-crushing and marrow-splitting is not entirely useless.

At this very moment, as she continuously absorbed the corpse energy into her body, her late-stage cultivation was relentlessly advancing towards perfection!

The late stage of Qi Refining is the highest realm that a cultivator can reach before Foundation Establishment, which is what ordinary people call the peak of Qi Refining.

Just as the middle stage of cultivation is twice as difficult as the early stage, the later stage of cultivation is also twice as difficult as the middle stage.

Furthermore, Huang Tong's practice of Yin techniques with a Yang body already significantly reduced his efficiency.

Fortunately, the corpse cultivators were quite diligent in their cultivation, contributing to her path of advancement.

Huang Tong naturally wouldn't treat them unfairly.

Once she has established her immortal foundation and no longer needs the Yin Corpse Fiend, she will allow corpse cultivators with the potential to break through.

This is called "building a foundation first to drive building a foundation later." In a sense, Huang Tong's breakthrough is also paving the way for the younger generation in the hall.

If it were Bai Shang, she would definitely try to glorify herself in this way.

Huang Tong couldn't help but laugh out loud whenever she thought of that Saintess.

How can a pitiful creature with no way out find peace in her presence?

"She wants me dead because she knows I can easily get rid of her."

"That's truly a petty view... But if you teach me to establish a foundation for immortality, my path to cultivation will be unobstructed. Why bother competing with someone who's built a foundation that's ended up with a dead end?"

"These people of humble origins can't shake their old habit of being suspicious."

Huang Tong considered himself to be a very suspicious person.

In her view, her suspicions were a sign of keen insight, while the suspicions of others were nothing more than needless worry and not worth mentioning.

Who is the consumable and who can seek the Way? Can these things be changed by scheming and cunning?

A person's fate is determined from the moment they are born into this world.

Ordinary people living in villages and towns in and around the northern foothills of the mountains are only qualified to be sent to the palace as living corpses after they die, even if they are used as consumables.

The vast majority of them may not be able to cultivate evil energy.

Should those who are born with the ability to cultivate have the same bright future as those who don't even understand corpse cultivation?

She is from the same family as the Palace Master and a true disciple of the Immortal Sect. Her path to cultivation should be smoother than that of most cultivators in the world. Otherwise, what use would her background and powerful backing be?

However, there are always people of humble origins in this world who are unwilling to accept their lack of opportunities for advancement.

For example, that guy named Yan Cheng.

Huang Tong's eyes narrowed slightly.

She had never liked the arrogance in the boy's eyes.

Yes, that fellow has the affinity to cultivate [Cold Qi], and his future is indeed brighter than that of countless others of his kind.

But even if you teach him to succeed, what then?

While the Cold Qi is a prominent Dao in this world, it is not a powerful lineage, and it cannot compare with the complete lineage of the Netherworld in the palace.

Moreover, the person behind the scenes may not necessarily intend for him to advance further.

Huang Tong had seen too many arrogant and short-sighted young people like this. When Tian Tong first entered the palace, wasn't he the same?

Time will eventually wear down this sharpness. Yan Cheng has progressed too quickly and hasn't spent enough time in the palace.

When he has nowhere left to go, his despair will only deepen.

Anyway, this won't happen in the next few years.

Huang Tong stopped in front of a large, ancient stone gate.

The combined perception created by the Soul-Capturing Bell and the misty feather between her brows allowed her to determine that the source of the mist came from behind this door, from a silk weaver hidden in this Moon-Hidden Palace.

She didn't care about the other person's background or origin, as long as they could spin silk.

As for the silk weaver hiding here, how many precious and unspeakable opportunities might be revealed?

If we can turn the other party into a corpse puppet, wouldn't this opportunity fall into our hands?

Huang Tong has always been straightforward in his thinking and acts recklessly.

Her figure instantly turned into mist and slipped through the crack in the stone door.

The hall was gloomy.

The lofty dome, the majestic altar... these magnificent sights, which even cultivators of this era might not be able to witness once in their lifetime, should have instantly captured her attention.

However, at this moment, Huang Tong's gaze was fixed on the light emanating from the center of the nine altars.

【Laurel's Clear Shade and Mysterious Flower】

"Indeed, there is more than one source of moonlight within this Moon-Hidden Palace..."

In those sinister and terrifying eyes, which resembled those of a serpent or dragon, only burning heat remained.

Huang Tong knew she had no chance of getting her hands on the moonlight that flew into the sky and triggered a struggle among the Foundation Establishment cultivators when she rode the dragon-headed giant statue to smash through the palace walls.

Among all the disciples, the eldest disciple, Zhong Tianying, was the one who supported her the most.

Even if this person had obtained the Moon Essence, there was no way they would give it up so easily.

The disciples expect her to achieve the [Netherworld] Immortal Cultivation, but that doesn't mean they will support her switching to the Taiyin Cultivation!

Huang Tong was all too aware of the significance behind becoming a Taiyin Foundation Establisher.

However, if any disciple in the Five Courts and Twelve Halls achieves the Taiyin Immortal Foundation independently without consuming sect resources, the sect will absolutely not hesitate to bestow upon them a mere Foundation Establishment technique.

For a great sect that has inherited the legacy of an immortal lord for thousands of years, what is scarce is never cultivation techniques, but resources!

As long as Huang Tong can successfully preserve the Moon Essence she possesses, the door to achieving the Taiyin Foundation Establishment will open for her.

The only concern is the attitude of one's own master.

Would he be happy to achieve the Golden Core in the future and become a Taiyin True Person, whose status in the eyes of the sect is far greater than that of the Youming True Person?

Huang Tong's eyes suddenly turned gloomy, and a thousand thoughts flashed through his mind.

But she was ultimately a decisive person, and quickly made her judgment:

"Let's get the moonlight first; we can consider whether to make any changes later."

"At worst, we'll just be forced to give back what we've gained... having the benefits in our hands is always a bargaining chip!"

Once the thought was formed, his left hand immediately reached for the Xuanhua that was shimmering with bright white divine light.

In fact, from the moment she gazed at the moonlight, her thoughts raced, and she finally decided to take action, only a few breaths had passed.

However, at times, even a moment's hesitation can turn into a burden that can crush a person's life.

The mist that had been swirling around her, seemingly both near and far, since she entered the palace had begun to stir.

A figure coalesced behind her, its cold white blade gleaming.

Normally, Huang Tong would have noticed this anomaly through the Soul-Capturing Bell.

However, at this moment her attention was entirely focused on the moonlight, and she had neither the mind nor the time to carefully perceive the unusual state of her surroundings.

The person who made the move in the shadows didn't give her a chance to react.

Before she could sense the fluctuations in spiritual energy behind her, Yan Cheng's sword light pierced through the mist like a white rainbow, slicing straight towards her right wrist where she held the golden bell!