A daily divination, from family tortoise shells to immortal clans.

The moonlight flows into the body through the Baihui acupoint on the cervix, descending from the Twelve-Story Tower directly to the Dantian.

A faint milky-white halo surrounded Chen Qingmo, and with each breath he expelled wisps of turbid air from his body.

Although my physical condition is slowly improving, the improvement is negligible overall.

According to the description in the Green Mountain Sword Manual, one must first condense a moon-white sphere within the body.

Afterwards, by practicing stance training, one can absorb the energy of the mountains and the earth to strengthen one's own muscles and bones.

Once these two skills are mastered, one can begin refining sword threads. A single strand of sword thread can be used to hone one's foundation and solidify spiritual energy.

Chen Qingmo continued his cultivation in this way until the moonlight became so faint that he could no longer breathe it in.

He looked inward and discovered that after a night of cultivation, he had only condensed a tiny amount of moonlight power, far from enough to reach the size of a sesame seed, which was far from enough to reach the size of the white sphere.

With a light breath, Chen Qingmo slowly stood up, his legs slightly bent and his back straight, as if he were in a horse stance.

This is a stance training method in the sword manual. It is quite uncomfortable to practice for the first time. Even though he was already in the late stage of Qi Refining, he still felt extremely sore all over his body.

Chen Qingmo gritted his teeth and persevered. There was only one cultivation technique in the clan that could lead to the Foundation Establishment stage, and it wasn't suitable for him.

Having obtained the Green Mountain Sword Manual, he was far more fortunate than others, and he would not give up because of a little difficulty.

Eight days later, news spread through the clan that clan leader Chen Ming was about to begin refining a high-grade magic weapon.

After several days of cultivation, Chen Qingmo condensed the moonlight to the size of a soybean and also absorbed a considerable amount of the earth's energy.

Because he always cultivated late at night, no one in the clan noticed him.

When Chen Qingmo arrived at the weapon-refining pavilion in the mountains, he saw many people coming.

The weapon refining pavilion occupies a large area, with only a few dozen cultivators from the entire Chen family, plus some who are unable to return to Tai Xuan Mountain. It is more than enough to accommodate everyone.

Chen Mingzheng had already taken off his upper robe and was only wearing a close-fitting soft armor.

Seeing that most of the clansmen had arrived, he said in a deep voice:

"It's a rare opportunity for the clan to forge a high-grade magic weapon, so everyone is watching closely."

The task of finding the Purple Crow Crystal is actually a regular one for the Enforcement Hall; they send people to search for it every so often.

After all, this material is of exceptional quality. If it were truly readily available, top-grade magical artifacts would have been commonplace in Xiyun Town long ago.

It was no easy feat for Chen Qingmo to bring back two pieces, and Chen Mingzheng prepared for ten days before refining them.

A forging hammer made of red copper was placed in front of Chen Ming, and flames generated by spiritual power were burning fiercely in the furnace next to it.

He threw the main ingredients in, and his divine sense constantly monitored the state inside the furnace.

Before long, the metal ores turned into liquid and flowed out. Chen Ming waved his hand and used his spiritual power to carry them out.

He began to forge the prototype of the magical artifact, imbuing the hammer with spiritual energy, and his thick arms moved, sparks flying everywhere.

Half an hour later, the magical artifact took shape; it was a pill furnace.

The clan indeed lacked a good alchemy furnace, and the Eighth Elder only used a low-grade magic tool, which suffered considerable wear and tear during daily alchemy.

A top-grade alchemy furnace costs almost a thousand spirit stones, which is simply unaffordable.

Chen Mingzheng probably wanted to save some spirit stones for his family, but compared to other weapons, the alchemy furnace was quite difficult to refine.

He re-forged the rudimentary alchemy furnace and added the purple crystal into it as well.

The smelting of high-grade materials became much more difficult. Chen Ming was divided into two tasks: controlling the furnace to refine the materials while increasing the heat to melt the purple crystal.

It was only thanks to his being at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining that his divine sense was so powerful; otherwise, the furnace would probably have exploded by now.

Chen Qingmo watched quietly. He was more proficient in formations and talismans, but he didn't know much about the principles of weapon crafting and didn't feel any enlightenment.

Meanwhile, Chen Qingjie was focused on his work. Among the various arts of immortal cultivation, he mainly focused on crafting magical artifacts. Observing the crafting of high-grade magical artifacts was much more useful than racking his brains for several days.

Even Chen Weisheng looked excited and was very interested in weapon crafting.

However, he is still young and should focus on cultivation, so he will not be involved in these things for the time being.

Chen Mingzheng made no mistakes in the rest of the process, but the alchemy furnace was indeed difficult to make. He cast the final spell, and the alchemy furnace was completed.

Although it only barely reaches the high-grade level, the family will save several high-grade magic artifacts' worth of spirit stones in the future because of this.

After delivering the alchemy furnace to the Eighth Elder, Chen Mingzheng began refining another high-grade magic weapon, a longsword.

It took a total of three days. He also used the leftover scraps to forge two mid-grade short blades and gave them to Chen Weisheng and Qin Wangyue.

These two children have less than six months left before entering the Yuanjian Sect. Being able to obtain a mid-grade magic weapon ahead of time might give them a head start over others.

Chen Weisheng was a member of the Chen family, while Qin Wangyue was brought by Zhou Tinglong. He only hoped that this move would leave the two children with a good impression of the Chen family.

The refining process was completed, and everyone dispersed.

For the past three days, only the elders and a few disciples have been handling clan affairs. Although it hasn't had a major impact, it has still delayed quite a few things.

Chen Qingmo then took Qin Wangyue to find Chen Mingzheng and explained the situation in general terms.

"Grandpa Chief, Wangyue wants to go home for a visit."

The little girl looked at Chen Mingzheng with teary eyes, her pitiful appearance touching everyone.

Chen Mingzheng was not an unreasonable person, and he immediately agreed to the matter, but repeatedly instructed Chen Qingmo to take good care of Qin Wangyue.

He didn't press Chen Qingmo about his breakthrough; it was a good thing for the family that the younger generation could get such an opportunity.

After receiving permission, Chen Qingmo had Qin Wangyue pack her things, and the two set off for Xiyun Town early the next morning.

Chen Qingmo also traveled by carriage this time, which took much longer than usual.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened along the way, and the two arrived safely in Xiyun Town.

Chen Qingmo first went to the family's residence in town to store the carriage, and then led Qin Wangyue to her home.

Arriving at a house in the southwest corner of the town, Chen Qingmo gently knocked on the door a few times.

A short while later, a middle-aged man came out, who looked much older than Chen Qingmo.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man looked puzzled, but before Chen Qingmo could speak, he saw Qin Wangyue standing to the side, his expression immediately becoming excited, and he shouted:

"My dear wife, our daughter is back!"

With Chen Qingmo present, he didn't dare to make any other moves.

Then a trotting sound came from the doorway, and a woman came to the door.

"Father! Mother!"

Upon seeing her parents come out, the ten-year-old girl, who had been away from home for more than two years, couldn't help but cry and rushed into her parents' arms.

"My child, how are you? Our Wangyue is getting more and more beautiful, and she's grown quite a bit taller too!"

Tears welled up in the woman's eyes. Although her child had gone to cultivate immortality, it was impossible for her not to miss her own flesh and blood.

"Okay! Uncle Mo and the others treat me very well, but Wangyue hasn't been home for a long time and misses her parents."

Qin Wangyue replied.

"Where's my older brother? Isn't he home?"

She looked towards her home, but did not see the other figure she longed for.

"Your eldest brother joined the army this year; he left back in the spring."

Chen Qingmo, who was listening nearby, suddenly realized that the Qin family had another son.

The age at which Qi allowed soldiers to join the army was sixteen. No wonder Qin Wangyue was not much older than her son, but her parents looked rather weathered.

Suppressing his excitement, Qin Wangyue's father asked:

"I am deeply missing my daughter. May I ask who you are?"

"I am Chen Qingmo, a cultivator from the Chen family of Taixuan. The Chen family of Xiyun Town is quite well-known, and you should have heard of them."

"Since Wangyue calls me Uncle, I'll call you Brother Qin."

Chen Qingmo answered with a smile, very kindly.

"A cultivator? An immortal! Greetings, immortal!"

Upon hearing this, the man tried to kneel down, but Chen Qingmo used her spiritual power to support his body and help him up.

"My name is Qin Xu, and this is my wife, Tian Suying."

Qin Xu had certainly heard of the Chen family of Xiyun, which was one of the most prominent families in the town.