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

Wang Qing blinked:

"You're not referring to yourself, are you?"

"If someone like you is considered to have ordinary talent, then you are being far too modest."

Yan Cheng smiled and said:

"Of course you're not referring to me."

He opened the first iron box and saw a palm-sized piece of gold or stone inside. It was a pale white color and its surface emitted a cold, sharp light.

Under the reflection of the Hidden Immortal Mirror, the relevant information had already emerged.

Yan Cheng remained calm and turned to Wang Qing, asking with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist, do you know what this is?"

Wang Qing's pupils contracted slightly, as if she was considering whether she should know or not.

But when she saw the icy cold object in Yan Cheng's hand, her lips couldn't help but part:

"This is... Cold Gold?"

"Legend has it that in ancient times, there were five kinds of minerals in the world whose properties were permanently altered due to changes in the spiritual energy of the mineral veins."

"Among the five metals, cold metal was the earliest to be produced and is also the rarest in the world today."

She glanced at the black ring on Yan Cheng's finger:

"Compared to the lowest grade of metals, the black gold, which is tainted with the darkness, is infinitely superior."

"And it's such a big piece!"

Yan Cheng smiled slightly:

"Would you like to hold it in your hands and play with it for a bit?"

Wang Qing was somewhat tempted, but after glancing at the chilling frost emanating from the cold gold, she shook her head.

This item is a top-tier spiritual object in the Cold Qi path. If she, currently in the early stage of Qi Refining and cultivating Corpse Fiend, were to touch it, she might even freeze off all ten of her fingers, which would greatly hinder her subsequent arrangements.

It's best to avoid it.

Yan Cheng held the cold gold in his palm, playing with it as if it were precious.

[Upper Yin] is the highest-level lineage of [Cold Qi]. His true qi was solid and condensed, and he did not feel the coldness when holding the cold metal. He was just pondering the benefits this object could bring:

"Cold metal can be used to make utensils, armor, and talismans; it congeals coldness, guards yin, stabilizes qi, and suppresses evil."

"If, upon reaching the mid-stage of cultivation, one still hasn't found a suitable [Upper Yin] or [Greater Yin] talisman, one can certainly embed this cold gold into the middle elixir."

"This gold is icy cold yet possesses hidden sharpness. Once successfully refined, setting aside the wondrous gains, it will be enough to add three-tenths of sharpness to one's spiritual power!"

"The Hall of Longevity should possess a method for refining icy spiritual objects to serve as talismans, but I wonder how many Yin Corpse Fiends one would have to exchange for them..."

At this thought, his joy was immediately mixed with a sense of depression.

The Heavenly Corpse Path of yesteryear may have been full of villains, but it was not necessarily like the Hall of Longevity, where cultivation techniques, spiritual objects, pills, and talismans were all charged for, even for a breath of spiritual energy.

Cultivation is difficult to begin with, and it becomes even more difficult when those insects in the hall get involved.

Damn it, they never treated corpse cultivators like human beings after all.

Suppressing his anger, Yan Cheng put the cold gold into his sleeve.

Even if you don't refine it into a talisman, keeping it as the main material for refining weapons is also a good choice.

The Hall of Longevity has never been known for its expertise in weapon crafting. Lin Caifeng, who is in charge of the three-story weapon crafting room, spends his days practicing swordplay and doesn't pay much attention to his main job.

But if he saw such a large piece of cold gold, Yan Cheng believed that as long as this guy still had a bit of self-awareness as a weapon refiner, he would probably be more serious.

He then opened the second iron box.

Inside the box was a piece of milky white, solidified grease, which continuously emitted a frosty aura, with wisps of white mist rising and a fragrant milky aroma.

Wang Qing stared intently at the object, then suddenly her pupils narrowed:

"Could this be ferret oil?"

"In ancient times, there was a kind of marten with snow-white fur and a body as large as a wolf in the northern foothills, called the Pine Snow Marten."

"This sable does not eat grains or meat, but feeds solely on the resin of century-old pine trees. When it dies after living for more than ten years, three ounces and three mace of fat can be found under its skin."

"When applied to the various acupoints and meridians of the body, it nourishes yin, warms the body, and promotes the circulation of qi!"

Yan Cheng's eyes lit up:

"Is that what helps to open up the eight extraordinary meridians?"

Wang Qing stared at him and slowly nodded:

"Serpent fat has always been scarce. Even in ancient times, only direct disciples of major sects could use it to aid in opening the meridians."

"Although the Heavenly Corpse Sect is famous, it is not a sect that can operate openly, so its stock of this item is definitely not large."

"It's a pity that the predecessors' painstaking efforts to leave behind spiritual treasures for future generations have only benefited you shameless demonic cultivators."

Yan Cheng burst into laughter upon hearing this:

"Since the name of the Demonic Sect is already set, it won't make a difference if you say a few more words."

He glanced at Wang Qing:

"You have no interest in this grease? Since you were a rogue cultivator in your previous life, you probably never had resources of this level."

Wang Qing shook her head:

"Since the Taiyin Demon Sect rose to power in the Northern Territory, the Pine Snow Martens have been hunted to extinction. Rogue cultivators can hardly even catch a glimpse of them, let alone use their fat."

"Unfortunately... this thing is useless to me."

"I know why you asked that question. Stop testing me. I didn't cultivate cold qi in my previous life, so I don't need to compete with you for these meager resources."

"As long as I can return to my cave, my belongings from my previous life will help me regain my Foundation Establishment cultivation. I will also share the benefits with you."

"You'd better hurry up and finish looting this place before moving on to the next one."

Yan Cheng smiled and said:

"There's still more than half the night ahead, no need to be in such a hurry. Let's take a look at this first."

As he spoke, he lifted the third iron box with one hand.

The moment the lid was lifted, an intensely cold aura burst forth from within.

The sudden, spreading frost and gale slammed Wang Qing against the wall, causing the female cultivator's pupils to dilate completely.

All that could be seen was the cold, white pill in the box, its surface covered in frost and its patterns resembling hexagonal snowflakes.

"The Snow-Cold Pill?"

"This is... a foundation-building elixir exclusively for cultivators of the Cold Qi path!"

Taking this pill and then going into seclusion can increase the chances of establishing a foundation for immortality by 20%.

Considering the widespread popularity of the [Cold Qi] path, this Cold Snow Pill would have been a highly coveted elixir even in the ancient times when spiritual resources were abundant!

In Wang Qing's eyes, Yan Cheng was an anomaly among the group of corpse cultivators who cultivated cold qi alone. He might not be a talented person, but he was definitely a capable one.

The high-ranking cultivators in the Demon Sect Hall must have some ulterior motive for making him cultivate Cold Qi.

Although it is unknown whether the purpose is to enable Yan Cheng to establish his foundation, it no longer seems important.

As long as this elixir can be preserved, it's practically a certainty that Yan Cheng will establish a Cold Qi Immortal Foundation in the future!

"Moreover, since this Corpse-Raising Institute specifically left behind top-tier resources for descendants cultivating Cold Qi, it must also possess foundation-building techniques for the Cold Qi path!"

In other words, this person's path to enlightenment is no longer under the control of the Demonic Sect...

The question is, will he allow this to become known to others?

A sense of crisis quickly rose in her heart.

The female cultivator, who considered herself a former Foundation Establishment cultivator, was now on high alert, her eyes never leaving Yan Cheng for a moment.

Hidden beneath her sheer sleeves, her hands had already formed a magic seal, ready to unleash the most exquisite spell she knew.

However, Yan Cheng simply sighed softly, closed the iron box, and put the pill and box together into his robes.

"This thing is good, but it is useless to me."

"We've gathered enough supplies, let's go see if we can find any useful spells."

"There isn't much time left."