The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

Han Yu couldn't help but ask.

Wang Dong glanced at him, grinned, and revealed his gleaming white teeth.

"The Flying Heaven Sect's beast taming lineage has always been based on cultivating exotic beasts. If we can integrate the bloodline of these Star Horses into the Cloud-Stepping Horses, we might be able to cultivate an even more powerful dragon steed!"

"This is a major event for the interests of my Flying Heaven Sect in the Purple Palace Star Region."

He patted the winged horse's neck, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

"The star marrow contained within this Pegasus King is extremely pure. If it can be bred with my Flying Heaven Sect's Dragon Horse, their offspring will surely be extraordinary!"

Upon hearing this, Han Yu's heart stirred, and he quickly cupped his hands in greeting.

"Elder Wang's insight is brilliant! If it succeeds, the Flying Heaven Sect's beast taming lineage will surely reach new heights!"

Wang Dong laughed heartily, then took out a blood-red jade talisman from his pocket and tossed it to Han Yu.

"Boy, since you're in charge of training these Star Horses, this matter will be entrusted to you."

His tone left no room for doubt.

"Within a month, I want to see the Pegasus King and the Cloud-Stepping Dragon Horse successfully mate, otherwise..."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, his unspoken meaning clear.

Han Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly took the jade talisman, saying solemnly.

"This disciple will certainly do his utmost!"

Wang Dong nodded in satisfaction, then flipped over and leaped onto the Cloud-Stepping Horse.

The horse let out a long neigh, its four hooves churning with crimson clouds, and it instantly soared into the air, transforming into a streak of crimson light that disappeared into the horizon.

Suddenly, the Cloud-Treading Horse carried Wang Dong into the air, and the Flying Star Horned Horse King followed closely behind, soaring into the sky.

Two strange beasts circled three times above the Beast Taming Valley. Crimson clouds and golden patterns intertwined to form a pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and earth. All the star-horned winged horses in the valley knelt down at the same time, emitting awe-inspiring neighs.

After Wang Dong had completely left, Han Yu breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that his back was soaked with cold sweat.

"This elder of the Punishment Hall truly lives up to his reputation as a bloodthirsty wolf; his ferocity is indeed overwhelming..."

He muttered to himself.

However, before he could recover, Pegasus King suddenly let out a low neigh, its golden markings flashing, and it descended from the sky, actually taking the initiative to approach him.

She gently nuzzled his shoulder with her head, a hint of dependence showing in her eyes.

Han Yu was taken aback, then gave a wry smile: "You mean... you consider me one of your own?"

Pegasus neighed, as if in response.

Han Yu felt a warmth in her heart, reached out to stroke its mane, and whispered, "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer any injustice."

During this period, the development of Ziyuan Star Land has exceeded everyone's expectations.

Especially with Ye Yang's deliberate dissemination.

Whether in the Starry Sky or in the sects of the cultivation world on the surface, they all saw the potential for development in the Purple Enclosure Star Region.

They migrated towards the Purple Enclosure Star.

"Look! That's the flying boat from the Heavenly Crafts Pavilion!"

"Even the people from Medicine King Valley have come!"

boom! boom!
On this day, a thunderous roar echoed from the outer reaches of the Purple Wall Star.

Everyone looked up.

It was only visible on the outer edge of the Purple Enclosure Star Land.

A huge flying boat, as if carved from black jade, hovered above the camp.

A short while later, a hundred monks dressed in gray-blue overalls jumped off the huge deck.

Before the flying boat of Tiangong Pavilion had even come to a complete stop, the cabin door opened impatiently.

A middle-aged cultivator dressed in a dark robe stepped through the air, with gear-shaped spiritual patterns automatically appearing beneath his feet.

He was followed by twelve disciples, each with more than three storage bags hanging from their waists.

"Elder Mo of the Heavenly Craft Pavilion is personally leading the team?"

Gongsun Zhi stepped forward in surprise.

"It seems the Heavenly Crafts Pavilion has really gone all out this time."

Mo Wuhen returned the greeting with a cupped hand, but his gaze remained fixed on the towering Star Dust Pavilion in the distance.

"Seventy-two star-patterned black iron pillars, what a grand gesture!"

He suddenly lowered his voice.

"I heard that the Flying Heaven Gate has opened up the exchange of Star Pattern Black Iron and Five Elements Magnets?"

Before the words were finished, a faint medicinal fragrance wafted down from the spirit boat of Medicine King Valley.

An old woman led eight veiled female nuns gracefully in.

Each female cultivator held a jade box in her hands, from which faint sounds of dragons roaring and phoenixes singing could be heard.

“Fellow Daoist Mo is right. I also received this information and rushed here just now.”

After they finished speaking, the two of them looked up.

Elder Mo was so astonished by the continuous black iron fence in front of him that he stroked his beard until it broke.

The fences were wrapped with star-patterned chains that could repair themselves, and every three zhang there was a cultivator at the True Person realm patrolling.

"This...this is a foundation built with the core of a meteorite?" The old man squatted down and touched the ground, where his fingertips touched, there was a scorching spiritual energy fluctuation.

"The Flying Gate is indeed a grand undertaking."

Meanwhile, the cultivators from Medicine King Valley were drawn to the herb garden on the east side of the camp.

Hundreds of white jade greenhouses are neatly arranged, their roofs covered with glazed tiles that can automatically adjust the concentration of star energy. The purple-leaf ginseng cultivated inside has grown to three feet tall.

Glistening morning dewdrops still clung to the ginseng roots.

This is almost unimaginable in the mortal cultivation world.

You should know that if this purple-leaf ginseng is cultivated on the ground for five hundred years, it will only grow to a foot in length before reaching the end of its life and gradually withering away.

No matter what, it will never grow to three feet long.

Just then, a female cultivator in a green dress was about to reach out and touch it when she was repelled by a light screen that suddenly rose outside the greenhouse. The screen displayed the blood-red words, "Those who tamper with it will have their cultivation abolished."

"As expected of the place where the Flying Heaven Sect is stationed, even the herb garden is guarded so tightly."

The female cultivator awkwardly withdrew her hand, only to see that in the open space not far away, many cultivators were weaving trading stalls with star beast tendons.

The wolf fang totems carved on the stall's pillars whistled in the wind, startling several low-level spirit rats that had tried to sneak in, causing them to dart back into the bushes.

At this moment, the white-haired old man from the Heavenly Craft Pavilion suddenly lit up his eyes and pushed through the crowd towards the high platform in the center of the camp.

Ye Yang was standing on the high platform inspecting the newly built market base when he heard hurried footsteps behind him. He turned around and happened to see the old man kneeling down.

"Mo Yue of Tiangong Pavilion pays respects to Dao Ancestor Ye!"

The old man pressed his forehead to the ground, his voice trembling with excitement, and the dozen or so cultivators behind him also knelt down.

Almost at the same time, the old woman from Medicine King Valley also shakily took off her medicinal hat, revealing her wrinkled face.

"Su Wan of Medicine King Valley, together with her disciples, pays respects to the Dao Ancestor."

Ye Yang raised his hand to support them, and two gentle streams of starlight lifted everyone up.

"No need for formalities. Your presence truly brings life to the markets of Ziyuan Star Land."

He then took out two jade slips from his sleeve and handed them to Mo Yue and Su Wan respectively.

"This is an introduction to the Purple Palace Star Region. Your esteemed sect's presence is an honor to the Purple Palace Star Region, so two areas have been specially designated for it."

"The area on the left belongs to the Heavenly Craft Pavilion. All matters related to refining magical artifacts and repairing spirit boats will be under your jurisdiction."

"The right side will be handed over to Medicine King Valley; diagnosis, alchemy, and the sale of spiritual plants will be your responsibility."

Qin Yue's hand holding the jade slip trembled slightly, and the moment his divine sense probed into it, his pupils suddenly contracted.

The jade slip not only marked the star power nodes of each stall, but also included the meteorite iron quota specially approved by the Flying Heaven Gate.

Su Wan then saw various cultivation diagrams for star-ground spiritual plants in the jade slip.

Several of these ingredients are the main ingredients in the elixir formulas that Medicine King Valley has been searching for for many years.

"Rest assured, Dao Ancestor!"

Mo Yue suddenly stood up, and the copper hammer magic weapon at his waist hummed.

"Within three days, we will surely raise the market's trading volume to a new level."

Su Wan bowed in response.

"I will now instruct my disciples to cultivate new medicinal fields to ensure the planting and supply of various spiritual herbs every month."

Ye Yang's gaze swept over the cultivators below who were eager to fight.

"I'm afraid it won't be long before this place becomes the most bustling den of extravagance in the entire Eastern Region."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a gasp of surprise rang out from below the platform.

The cultivators from the Heavenly Craft Pavilion had already taken out the furnace.

The star flames that Mo Yue personally ignited shot straight into the sky, dyeing half the sky a brilliant gold.

The greenhouses in Medicine King Valley were also opened, and people were refining pills. The exotic fragrance of the Purple Leaf Ginseng drifted far away on the wind.

This caused passing cultivators to slow down, and countless curious heads poked out from the deck.

For a while.

Hundreds of stalls sprang up like mushrooms after rain in the camp square.

"Everyone, please see!"

A young disciple raised a short sword that shimmered with starlight.

"Simply inject mana to unleash the Starlight Sword Qi!"

Suddenly, someone among the onlookers exclaimed in surprise.

"Isn't this the 'Star Mark Sword' from the Heavenly Craft Pavilion? It's said that even martial arts cultivators have a hard time getting their hands on one!"

Mo Wuhen stroked his beard and smiled: "In Ziyuan Market, as long as you have enough Five Elements Magnets, you can order one anytime."

Long queues formed in front of the Medicine King Valley's stalls.

Three masked female cultivators were using specially made star-power jade bottles to hold pills. Every time they opened a jade box, a unique fragrance would waft out.

"Exchange Five Aperture Star Essence Pills for ten drops of Nine Aperture Star Vine Juice!"

"Healing and Poison-Avoiding Pills in exchange for three tail hairs of the Netherworld Flame Wolf!"

(End of this chapter)