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

This thought lingered in the minds of the Foundation Establishment cultivators for only a moment before being suppressed by reason:

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Before entering the hall, Yan Cheng was only at the mid-stage of cultivation.

"If the opportunities within this Hidden Moon Palace could allow a cultivator to instantly leapfrog a minor realm and reach the Foundation Establishment stage, it would have already attracted the attention of True Immortals who would fight over it!"

Which family's Nascent Soul cultivator doesn't have a few close blood relatives whose cultivation is disappointing?

The Foundation Establishment cultivators remained silent for a long while before their fourth junior sister, Li Tianning, transmitted her thoughts telepathically:

"Perhaps Tong'er has broken through."

"If she had the opportunity in the palace and successfully switched to cultivating the Yin."

"It's not unreasonable that the Taiyin (the Moon) would take notice during the foundation-building process."

"This place is special after all. Achieving enlightenment here is not the same as breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage in ordinary times."

Her words sounded reasonable at first glance, but to the ears of the true disciples, they knew she was just comforting herself.

Although cultivators of the Netherworld may have the possibility of switching to the Yin lineage, the relationship between these two lineages is not close enough for them to switch without dissipating their energy.

As the old saying goes, if the Moon-Covering Palace truly possessed a treasure that could instantly allow cultivators to complete the process of dispersing their cultivation and rebuilding, it would have been taken away by the True Immortals long ago. Why would a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators be fighting over leftovers?

The true teachings are clearly understood in everyone's hearts:

"Those who cultivate the Yin energy and gain celestial connection are most likely not Junior Sister."

"So even if Junior Sister isn't dead yet, she's completely failed. I wonder how Master's attitude towards her will change."

"On the other hand, Sixth Junior Sister's cultivation has already reached the peak of Qi Refining, giving her a greater chance of achieving Dao. The tide may very well turn in her favor in the future."

"If she succeeds first, our junior sister will definitely fail. How are we supposed to face the consequences then?"

The cultivators were all preoccupied with their own future plans in the palace, and none of them truly cared about Huang Tong's life or death.

Zhong Tianying said:

"Fellow disciples, please calm down."

"This place is about to disappear into the void. Those Qi cultivators on the ground are fine, but we who possess immortal foundations will surely die if we are swept into the void."

"Let's retreat to the edge of the fog first."

In this moment of unexpected change, she still remembered her two righteous fellow cultivators, offering them heartwarming words of advice:

"Fourth Junior Sister, remember to shatter Fellow Daoist Bai's immortal foundation before you leave."

"I don't want to see a Foundation Establishment cultivator groveling before us just to save his life."

"This is also a humiliation for us who are also at the Foundation Establishment stage."

Her voice was very soft:

"This bento is compensation for Tong'er's misfortune in the palace."

……

In the distance, the palace mistress, her face veiled by a hood, withdrew her gaze, and relaxed her hand that had been forming an unknown hand seal for some time.

"Tong'er is broken."

The saintess, however, did not appear relieved as expected; instead, the gloom on her face deepened.

"Madam means that Huang Tong is not the one receiving the response from Taiyin at this moment."

"Could it be that Yan Cheng suddenly achieved Foundation Establishment?"

The lady shook her head:

"The presence of the Taiyin star does not necessarily mean that someone in this path has established their foundation."

"Conversely, throughout history, among all the Taiyin cultivators who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage, how many have managed to attract the attention of those at the Fruition stage?"

"You have cultivated the Qi-eating and spirit-swallowing path since childhood, and you have achieved some mastery of the Dao of nature, but you are still not as knowledgeable about destiny as the talisman-based Dao cultivators."

"Those who build the Taiyin Immortal Foundation may not necessarily have the Taiyin Star Destiny; those who have the Taiyin Star Destiny do not need to build the Immortal Foundation to attract the attention of those who attain high positions."

She sighed softly:

"Even just a fleeting glance is an achievement that countless cultivators in the world would never attain."

"For those born with the destiny of Taiyin, obtaining the Golden Elixir and achieving Taiyin supernatural powers is almost guaranteed!"

The saintess's body trembled:

"Does Madam mean... that Yan Cheng is a person burdened with destiny?"

"Wouldn't that inevitably lead to following the will of the Yin lineage, sacrificing the lives of Sun cultivators to advance their path?"

The lady shook her head:

"Where in this world do so many sun cultivators come from to supply the killing of moon cultivators?"

"The immortal lord has been in seclusion for many years, and his descendants will always have their own paths to follow."

"Acting in accordance with so-called predestined images in everything is not the right path."

"At least, the adults above us might not be happy to see anyone follow the old path of the immortals."

"Moreover, a person who has died once should not have any remaining life force."

"Unless, someone tampered with the time when his soul returned to its place."

Even someone as dignified as the wife of the palace master wouldn't dare to continue.

An eerie silence spread, the only sound being the soft rustling of the saintess's fingertips against her robe sleeves.

When the saintess spoke again, she had regained her usual calm:

"Does Madam have a way to confirm this?"

The lady remained silent for a long time before finally speaking:

"After this matter is settled, bring Yan Cheng to my room."

"Even if he is truly favored by the moon and born with his destiny in his mouth."

"As long as the foundation for immortality hasn't been established, it won't escape the scrutiny of [Same Bed Dream]!"

……

"A complete failure!"

This was the only thought in Dongming's mind as he watched his martial aunt Miaoyu fly back in a crooked streak of light.

He knew all too well the character of his elders. If he succeeded in obtaining the Moon Essence and monopolized the greatest benefits, they might even lend a helping hand to the younger generation.

Now that even Miaoyu herself has returned injured, how could she possibly care about the life of Junior Sister Lingqiao?

The Taoist Master Miaocai in front of him remained unmoved, his eyes narrowing into slits as he gazed into the distance at the misty sea.

But then he suddenly shouted, "Good!"

"Excellent! Old Ghost Bai is dead!"

Dongming was taken aback:

"Could my uncle truly glimpse the scene of these high-ranking cultivators fighting through this dense sea of ​​fog?"

Miao Cai snorted coldly:

"What's so difficult about that?"

"Without the support of the whispering bell in the palace, the more the fog here appears in the world, the less the mystical beauty it obscures from both inside and outside."

"If we stay here for another day or two, not only me, but even you, a little kid, will be able to see it clearly."

Dongming's heart tightened, and he quickly asked:

"I just don't know what's wrong with my junior sister right now..."

But then he saw the Taoist Master Miaocai extend his index finger and make a silencing gesture between his lips, and Dongming immediately fell silent.

After an unknown period of time, a figure was seen rushing down the mountain, its spiritual power so weak that it seemed it would burn out in the blink of an eye.

It was none other than her junior sister, Ling Qiao.

Dongming's eyes lit up with joy, and he was about to rush forward to greet him when Miaocai Daoist flicked his sleeve and swept him seventeen or eighteen feet away.

After finally regaining his senses, he saw his junior sister standing there blankly, a clear white light emanating from her sleeve, even more beautiful than jade from a cold spring.

Master Miaocai said in a low voice:

"The laurel's pure shade and profound beauty!"

"This child, it hasn't been in vain that our clan raised her all these years..."

In the next instant, he shot towards Ling Qiao like an arrow.

Just as this Foundation Establishment cultivator was about to succeed in defeating his own subordinate cultivator, a sudden gust of wind was heard throughout the entire mountain.

A white crane descended from the sky.

On the same day that Biyue Palace went into seclusion, Xu Zhenhe, the Daoist Master Baodan of the Shengao Sect, whose Daoist name was Miaohe, appeared on the northern slope riding a crane.