Mortals, and even my disciple Han Li, don't mess with me!

"Don't rush to thank me. If you don't win first place in this three-faction competition, you will have to return all these materials without missing a single one."

The old man in the blue robe shook his head and stated his conditions.

But in reality, he wouldn't do that; he just wanted to put some pressure on Wu Yun so that Wu Yun wouldn't be careless and underestimate his opponent, which could lead to defeat.

After all, this was a once-in-a-millennium opportunity for their Luoyun Sect to wipe away their past humiliations.

Absolutely no mistakes or errors are allowed!

In the future, when they meet Core Formation cultivators from the other two factions and talk about the competition between the three factions, they will not feel as ashamed as before.

"Master Uncle, rest assured, as long as I have a suitable magic weapon, I guarantee I will win first place for the sect. I have already sent people to investigate that disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect with the Nine Spirit Sword Body these past few days. His name is Meng Di, and he has the aptitude of a Heavenly Spirit Root. He may be slightly better than me in terms of aptitude, but in terms of practical combat experience, he is definitely inferior to me. Therefore, I am 100% confident that I can defeat him."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yun immediately wrote a guarantee.

How could a cultivator at the late Foundation Establishment stage be unable to defeat a Foundation Establishment cultivator? Isn't that a joke?

Sure enough, upon hearing Wu Yun's words, the elders and peak masters present breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, that puts our minds at ease. If you have any other needs, feel free to ask during this time, just don't go overboard like you did today. As for the materials, I'll have someone send them to you in the next few days, so you won't have to wait long."

The old man in the blue robe said irritably.

"Disciple understands, thank you, Senior Uncle."

Wu Yun nodded and thanked him.

"If there's nothing else, you may leave. We still have some things to discuss."

The old man in the blue robe then directly ordered Wu Yun to leave.

To prevent Wu Yun from taking the opportunity to extort money again, we'll have to pay him back whether he wants to or not.

Because Wu Yun was never a polite person.

Every single Core Formation cultivator present had been asked for something by Wu Yun under various pretexts and excuses.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it extortion.

However, Wu Yun's spiritual root aptitude and cultivation speed are astonishing, and his future potential is limitless.

Even the elders had no choice but to give it to them.

This is only possible because it's from the Luoyun Sect. If it were an elder from another sect, it probably wouldn't be so easy.

Of course, the most important reason is that the two Supreme Elders of the Luoyun Sect also value Wu Yun highly.

In fact, Wu Yun almost became close friends with one of the elders despite their age difference.

They didn't know the reason, but that was indeed the case.

It was precisely because of the care of this Supreme Elder that Wu Yun was able to recruit disciples all over the Luoyun Sect.

Otherwise, the elders from the other peaks would have already voiced their opinions.

"That kid's finally gone. If we hadn't gotten rid of him soon, we would have all lost money."

The elder with the smooth face said in an annoyed tone.

It was only because Wu Yun asked for a top-tier magical artifact as a gift when they met.

That top-tier magical artifact could rank among the top five of the many magical artifacts he possessed.

He wouldn't even part with his juniors, yet Wu Yun took them all.

Even so, he did not hold any grudge against Wu Yun, only uttering a few words of dissatisfaction at most.

"Alright, it's just some materials. I'll let Uncle Cheng know later."

The old man in the blue robe glanced at the other person and then spoke.

Having achieved his goal and gotten what he wanted, Wu Yun naturally returned to his cave dwelling with great joy.

Now, there are still several months before the competition between the three factions, which is enough time for him to forge the magical artifact.

This would greatly increase our chances of winning first place.

……

The old man in the blue robe acted with unexpected speed.

In just three days, someone came to deliver the materials he needed.

But when Wu Yun opened the cave door to welcome the cultivators who were delivering materials, his expression immediately changed.

The cultivator who appeared before him to deliver the materials was an elderly man with silver hair.

"Disciple pays respects to Grandmaster Cheng!"

Although he was momentarily stunned, it was only for a brief moment.

After regaining his senses, Wu Yun immediately bowed to the silver-haired old man with unprecedented respect.

"Alright, there are no outsiders here. No need for such formalities. Do you still have the spirit tea from last time?"

The old man asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yun immediately wore a wry smile and shook his head repeatedly.

"It's all gone, really all gone. The last bit we gave to our grandmaster was the last of it."

This is the truth, and the spiritual tea that the two mentioned was a reward from Wu Yun's "love of teaching" system when he took on his second disciple.

Three or four thousand-year-old spiritual tea!

Looking across the entire human realm, there are very few people who can produce a thousand-year-old spiritual tea.

So he couldn't resist brewing a pot and tasting it on the spot.

It was these few thousand-year-old spiritual teas that made him and the silver-haired old man in front of him, the Supreme Elder of the Luoyun Sect, become close friends despite their age difference.

During his years at Luoyun Sect, Cheng Tiankun had taken good care of him.

"That's a real shame. I've brought you all the materials you requested. However, there's one thing I need to remind you of."

Upon hearing that the spirit tea was gone, Cheng Tiankun sighed and then took out a storage bag and tossed it to Wu Yun.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yun thanked Cheng Tiankun and invited him into the cave.

"Thank you, Grandmaster. Please come in."

……

After the guests and hosts were seated, Wu Yun brewed another cup of spiritual tea.

"This tea is quite good. Looks like you've got a lot of good stuff on you."

Cheng Tiankun took a sip and said with a smile.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Master. I wonder if there's anything you'd like to tell me?"

Wu Yun shook his head and pressed for more information.

"I heard you've already hit the bottleneck of condensing your Golden Core. So, I've come here to have you go into seclusion after the competition, regardless of whether you win first place. As for the three sacred sects, you don't need to go."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yun's expression changed instantly, and he almost blurted it out.

Why?

"As for the reason, you will find out later. It is not convenient for me to tell you now. Just do as I say."

Cheng Tiankun took another sip of tea and solemnly gave the instructions again.

Seeing Cheng Tiankun's expression, Wu Yun could only nod and agree.

"Disciple understands, thank you, Grandmaster!"

Wu Yun naturally knew what was going on, but he had to ask further, otherwise it would be too easy to arouse suspicion.

Especially just now, he had sensed that Cheng Tiankun was probing him with his divine sense, clearly indicating that he was somewhat distrustful of him.

However, there must have been a reason for him to go into seclusion after the competition and not go to the three holy sites: to protect him.

Given his circumstances, he would definitely become a prime target for both the righteous and demonic paths to eliminate.

After all, neither the righteous path nor the demonic path, nor even the other two factions, probably want the Luoyun Sect to produce another cultivation genius who condenses a golden core before the age of one hundred.

Under these circumstances, Wu Yun's best option is to go into seclusion and condense his golden core.