There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

The chaos only lasted for ten days and was confined to the land of Xizhou. The True Lords might not even bother to take a look at it. This was Yu Xiao's cleverness. After being expelled for so many years, he finally learned to respect the True Lords.

On the third day after the chaos ended, Quan Wen used the communication token to inform all members of the temporary gathering of the impact of the changes in Xizhou on the gathering. One third of the lower-level monks in the gathering were killed by Yuxiao's puppets, and most of them were members of the "Jimin Society".

There was one piece of news that made Wang Ping somewhat concerned. Ji He, one of the main members of the temporary gathering, also died in the turmoil. According to the last news sent back by Ji He, the top leaders of other factions of the "Jiminhui" had also fallen.

"Is Guan Xi among them? And Liu Huai'en, he's a good guy." Yu Lian asked these two questions after Wang Ping told her about the experience of the 'Jimin Society'.

Before Wang Ping could answer, Yu Lian asked again, "Your second senior brother's apprentice has also joined the 'Ji Min Hui', right? Is he okay?"

When Wang Ping heard Yu Lian's questions, some deep memories in his consciousness were awakened, but his recollection was only for a moment, and then he used the "Golden Ball" to search for the breath of these three people on Zhongzhou Star.

Under Yu Lian's curious gaze, Wang Ping spoke after a long while: "Xing Huai should have been affected to some extent, but his life was not in danger. He is now an orthodox successor of the Snow Region Buddhism. This may be a good thing for him."

"As for Liu Huai'en, I can no longer detect his scent, but there is no proof that he has fallen." The image of Liu Huai'en flashed through Wang Ping's mind. He was considered a legend in Nanlin Road. He had held titles in almost every dynasty, and he was present in many major historical events.

"Guan Xi's breath does not exist either. The best way to determine whether he is dead is to confirm whether the magic space where they practiced still exists." As Wang Ping spoke, part of his consciousness descended upon some high-level puppets on Zhongzhou Star in a transfer array spread across the starry sky, trying to find the remaining members of the 'Jimin Society'.

However, with his current level of cultivation, his consciousness patrolled Zhongzhou Star several times without any results.

"The Jimin Society may really have become a thing of the past." Wang Ping raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that his ancestor would be so decisive, or that he already held their lifeline in his hands.

Yu Lian tilted her head and thought for a while, then said to Wang Ping, "The Grandmaster is now under Yuan Wu's surveillance. He can do this so recklessly, it must be Yuan Wu's tacit approval. Why would Yuan Wu suddenly do this after being silent for so long? Is he ready to leave this starry sky?"

Wang Ping also thought about this matter, but now the extraterritorial rebels do not need Yuan Wu's suppression. Whether he leaves or not will not have anything to do with the overall situation in the future. What really makes Wang Ping care is whether Yuan Wu has really contacted some extraterritorial life forms in advance as others think.

"I guess so. We just need to wait for him to come and see us."

Wang Ping cleared away some unnecessary thoughts and continued to enter a state of meditation and practice.

Twenty years passed in the blink of an eye.

Unlike what Wang Ping had guessed, there was no movement from the Yuanwu side. They were still waiting patiently, as if they wanted to wait until the Dao Palace coalition and the rebels decided the outcome.

The fighting on the front line remained fierce in the past twenty years. Both sides fought for dozens of ecological zones in the outer orbit of the extraterrestrial planet. Perhaps because the consumption was too severe, some battles inevitably had to be cleaned up by the fourth-level monks themselves in the end.

The monks of the Fourth Realm can sometimes indeed prevent the war from expanding further, but the destructive power they bring is also unprecedented. Later on, some front-line commanders will take the initiative to retreat before the war becomes too extensive in order to avoid involving the monks of the Fourth Realm, while others will intensify the attack and strive to end the war before the monks of the Fourth Realm intervene.

In general, although both sides fought very hard on the front line, it was precisely because of this that they could not make any concessions, which led to another stalemate, but this time the consumption was a bit greater.

Wang Ping's progress in practicing the 'Heaven-Stealing Talisman' finally increased a little, reaching (10/100), which was very different from what he had originally guessed. He could feel that as the progress increased, the speed of practice would become slower and slower. If he continued to practice hard step by step, it would take thousands of years to reach the second stage of the 'Heaven-Stealing Talisman'.

He has the time to patiently wait for the opportunity, but he can also make some additional attempts to test the reactions of other True Lords, especially Xuanqing and Lieyang.

The chess game he had set up on the front line was only a matter of time before it could be completely ignited. This day soon arrived in the third year of his practice of the "Heaven-stealing Talisman" (10/100), which was the summer of the 181st year of the Dao Palace calendar.

To be precise, it was May 181, , a very ordinary day. Ke Yue officially advanced to the fourth realm on this day. She was the fire that Wang Ping was going to throw into the front line. Almost no one knew Ke Yue's puppet identity, and Wang Ping could use her to quietly try to define the levels of life at various stages on the front line, and by the way, push the stagnant front line forward.

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Jupiter.

The asteroid belt outside Jupiter in the past was nothing more than a desolate planet floating in the void.

Looking around now, those once dim stars have been imbued with spiritual energy and transformed into emerald-like ecological pearls. Two-thirds of the asteroids are covered with lush vegetation, and the atmosphere glows with a faint blue halo under the light of the stars, like a jade plate lost in the fairyland.

One or two hundred years of time in the world of cultivation is just a blink of an eye for a powerful person, just the time of a short retreat.

However, the earthly world has undergone tremendous changes. Four or five generations of people have lived and multiplied in these new worlds. Driven by policies to encourage childbirth and rewards for land reclamation, the population in each ecological zone has been rising like bamboo shoots after the rain, and the total number has exceeded 20 million.

Among the many ecological zones, the ecological zone of the Ether Planet is the most prosperous.

Under the leadership of Ziluan, the Taiyan Sect has developed at an unstoppable pace over the past hundred years. Not only does the sect inherit the orthodox methods of cultivating the truth, it also has side branches that radiate like a spider web to various surrounding ecological zones.

There are now a million registered Qi-cultivators, more than ten thousand incoming cultivators, thousands of second-level cultivators, and 693 third-level side-door masters. Moreover, this number changes every day, just like the ever-expanding boundaries of ecological zones, and all these achievements have been made while continuously drawing elite troops to reinforce the front-line battles!
The development of the outer space ecological zone has driven the continuous evolution of flying boat technology. In addition to the mainstream flying boats produced by Qianmu Temple, Zi Luan has organized a number of cultivators to develop Taiyan Sect's own flying boats, and many side sects are also following up with corresponding technologies.

In this way, the innovation of Feizhou technology has given rise to the vigorous development of the entire industrial chain.

First, various ecological zones competed to plant spiritual wood suitable for making flying boats, among which the "black iron wood" was the most sought-after. After special cultivation, this hardwood has a texture comparable to fine steel but as light as a feather. It once became the most sought-after commodity in the world of cultivation.

Faced with the strong competition from the spirit wood, the Vajra Temple had to innovate the metal formula of its flying boat and launch 'Vajra Sand' which has better defensive performance.

The Zhen Yang Sect took a different approach and focused on the kinetic energy array. The kinetic energy array they launched could burst out at an astonishing speed in a short period of time. All the workshops that made flying boats spoke highly of the Zhen Yang Sect's kinetic energy array.

When Ke Yue was officially promoted to the fourth realm, the fire spirit world of her asteroid was subjected to a considerable fire spirit shock. The dazzling flames lit up a gorgeous beam of light in the void, and its brightness was so bright that all the creatures in the nearby star fields could not help but look up.

At the Taiyan Sect's headquarters, Zi Luan, who was reading the battle report from the front line, put down the jade slip in his hand, then slowly walked to the edge of the terrace. The fiery red light beam in the distance was reflected in his deep eyes, as if igniting two small flames.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he whispered to himself: "Another fourth-level True Yang cultivator."

The pillar of light in the void lasted for three full days before gradually dissipating, but the development of the ecological zone continued unabated like this pillar of light.

After successfully being promoted, Ke Yue rushed out of the Fire Spirit World as soon as possible. She was stunned when she looked around. The starry sky that was desolate before her retreat had now become a place where flying boats shuttled between the celestial bodies like swimming fish.

Looking at the starry sky around again, it is no longer as clear and cold as before. There are starry cloud bridges between dozens of asteroids, and the protective barriers constructed between them are flowing with clear and dynamic halos.

After calming her mind a little, Ke Yue stood in the air. After waiting for just a few breaths, she felt a familiar breath coming from the starry sky.

It's Zi Luan! (End of this chapter)