Lord of Time: From a Five Elements Cultivator to a Master of All Daos

Chapter 399: Resource Competition
"It's a pity. I originally planned to turn the Rift Valley Spiritual Land upside down and take some of the Earth's Marrow and the Seventh-Rank Dragon Corpse."

Plans can never keep up with changes, the weakening of the Likong Tribe and the pressure from external evil dragons.

This resulted in an unprecedented turnaround.

“If that dragon cub can really replace the old dragon, I will be able to control the Sky Splitting Tribe.

"They will even give me a seventh-level mount, so that I will have an extra trump card whether in the spirit world or the demon world, and my safety will be better guaranteed."

When Wei Zhong thought of this, he became increasingly excited.

"The Sky Splitting Tribe must protect this pair of demon dragon mother and son."

After saying that, Wei Zhong returned to the Liefeng Spiritual Land, passed through the space channel, and returned to the spiritual world cave.

After packing up the remaining items in the alchemy room, Wei Zhong walked out of the cave. Looking at the sky outside, he couldn't help but show joy on his face.

"The seventh-level magic weapon is now complete. It's time to announce my identity as a seventh-level weapon refiner."

Wei Zhong jumped up and stepped onto the spirit boat, flying towards the main hall of Chiyang Palace.

This identity in the Five Elements Immortal Sect is not just a title, but also the authority to obtain resources.

Just based on Wei Zhong's previous status as a seventh-rank alchemist, he had already collected most of the spiritual herbs needed to refine the Tianfenlingzhen Pill over the past eight hundred years.

Only two hundred years are left to collect all the funds and start refining this seventh-grade elixir.

Similarly, when Wei Zhong demonstrates his identity as a seventh-rank weapon refiner, he will also be valued by the Five Elements Immortal Sect and receive more resources.

Although it is not as clear-cut spiritual medicine as the Tianfenlingzhen Pill, Wei Zhong will have more allocations for seventh-level spiritual materials.

Even if you refine a seventh-level magic weapon in the future, there will be a guarantee.

Fly all the way to the main hall of Chiyang Palace.

As he flew down, several fellow disciples happened to pass by him.

He was surprised to see Wei Zhong escape, but was confused again when he saw Wei Zhong's appearance.

"This senior brother is very unfamiliar. I wonder where he is from?"

When his companions saw Wei Zhong walking into the main hall, they couldn't help but interrupt him:

"Isn't this our sect's new seventh-rank alchemist? I heard that he has been in seclusion for eight hundred years and has threatened to reach the level of a seventh-rank weapon refiner. I don't know if he succeeded."

Those who saw Wei Zhong outside the hall were talking about it, but Wei Zhong ignored them and walked straight into the hall to find Yang Jing.

He presented Xiang Zhi with the main flag of the Fuling Qiankun Formation that he had just refined not long ago.

Yang Jing looked at the battle flag in his hand with joy:
"Yes, yes. Although it is not an independent magical weapon, it is indeed of the seventh level."

He looked up at Wei Zhong, surprised and delighted:
"I never thought that you would be in seclusion for eight hundred years after entering our sect. You really have achieved the seventh level of weapon refining."

Looking at Wei Zhong, Yang Jing was filled with sighs.

When he first reached this level, he had put in so much effort and spent so much time to achieve it.

But to Wei Zhong, this was just eight hundred years.

For Lianxu's ten thousand year lifespan, the cost is nothing compared to the benefits.

The seventh-rank weapon refiner already had a distinguished status within the Immortal Sect, coupled with Wei Zhong’s previous identity as a seventh-rank alchemist.

His personal value is almost comparable to that of the elders of each hall.

After taking the token from Wei Zhong, Yang Jing fiddled with it for a while before returning it to Wei Zhong.

"You have been promoted to the seventh-rank weapon refiner successfully. In the future, your spiritual material quota for refining weapons will be increased. Similarly, you can go to Tianshuyuan again to choose a treasure."

Wei Zhong nodded, took the token, said goodbye to Yang Jing and left.

"The future is terrifying!"

Came to the innermost refining room.

Seeing that Yang Bao was still confused about a seventh-level magic weapon, he couldn't help but shake his head.

In Tianshu Courtyard, Wei Zhong flew down and found the steward with ease, asking him to take him into the treasury.

After looking around inside, Wei Zhong did not find what he needed, so he sighed and asked:

“I wonder if this opportunity can be transferred?”

The manager looked surprised, as if it was the first time he had heard of such a request.

"Wait a moment, fellow Daoist. Allow me to ask the elder for advice."

The steward left for a while, and then came back:
"My friend, the elder has agreed. I wonder who you want to transfer it to?"

Wei Zhong then walked into the hall and pointed to the stone tablet in the center of the hall that flashed endless information.

"I will use it to issue a commission and use this opportunity as a reward. I will offer a pound of seventh-level red gold sand."

Red-gold Gangsha is one of the main materials needed to refine the Wind-Fixing Beads, and it is also the most difficult main material to find.

It can often only be produced in gold veins ravaged by strong winds. The sixth level is relatively common, but the seventh level is very rare.

Even though Yang Jing had practiced for so many years, he had never found enough spiritual materials to refine this treasure.

Of course, one of the reasons is that Yang Jing has many magic weapons on him and he did not spend money to exchange for this item.

But for Wei Zhong, the Wind-Fixing Bead is related to the difficulty of obtaining the immortal weapon, so the seventh-level Wind-Fixing Bead is a must.

Taking advantage of an opportunity to exchange for a seventh-tier magic weapon, issuing a commission and obtaining this item was still within Wei Zhong's acceptable range.

I heard that Wei Zhong wanted to use this opportunity to issue the sect's commission.

The steward was stunned:
"Fellow Daoist Wu Se, are you sure?"

Wei Zhong nodded:

"OK, please help me publish this task."

When the latter saw Wei Zhong bowing, he also returned the greeting:
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Wu Se. I will do it right away."

After saying this, he left for a while. Not long after, Wei Zhong saw the commission he had issued on the huge stone tablet.

Because it involves seventh-order objects, this task is placed in a very prominent position in the upper level.

"Look, another level 7 mission has been released."

"What is this seventh-level red gold sand?"

"It looks like some kind of spiritual material for refining a seventh-tier magic weapon."

"Hey, the person who made the announcement turned out to be that Five-Color Alchemist. Squeak, he actually exchanged a chance to obtain a seventh-level magic weapon for a seventh-level spiritual material.

"This master is really arrogant. Does he want to use this spiritual material to refine a seventh-level magic weapon and step into the realm of a seventh-level weapon refiner?"

The news of Wei Zhong's advancement to the seventh-rank weapon refiner had not yet spread, so everyone still thought that Wei Zhong was just an ordinary sixth-rank weapon refiner.

The Lianxu manager came back and said to Wei Zhongyan:
"Fellow Daoist Wu Se's commission will be announced simultaneously in the twelve halls of the sect. If any fellow disciples obtain this item, our Tianshu Tower will inform fellow Daoists."

Wei Zhong bowed:
"Also, are my spiritual medicine quotas from these years still piled up here?"

"That's right. It also includes the daily treatment you receive as a direct disciple."

He led Wei Zhong to obtain all the spiritual stones, and then arranged for a female disciple to lead Wei Zhong to the direction of the spiritual medicine garden of Chiyang Palace.

If the alchemist does not ask for the spiritual herbs in time, they will remain in the spiritual herb garden and will not be picked.

Wei Zhong looked at the medicinal herbs on the list and checked off several seventh-level spiritual medicines.

"Wanling Wood, Yuzhen Bamboo...

"Senior, are you planning to refine the Heaven Burning Spirit True Pill?"

This female disciple is the alchemist in the hall, but she has only the cultivation level of the Spirit Transformation Realm. However, she has the support of a family faction behind her, and she knows a lot.

The Cheng family is one of the families that guards the Chiyang Palace's spiritual medicine garden. "Yes, I wonder if there are any more of these spiritual objects?"

Spiritual medicines are in short supply in the Chiyang Palace, especially the seventh-level spiritual medicines. Sometimes they are often fought over by major alchemists. The alchemists who fall behind will not get enough quota and can only wait.

The woman thought for a few moments:
"It should be no problem. Even if our temple's spiritual medicine garden is short of it, we can send a transfer order to other temples' spiritual medicine gardens to obtain it."

"Is it possible?" Wei Zhong was surprised.

Spiritual medicine is not like those skills or secret techniques that can be continuously replicated. Once used, it will be gone. It takes a long time to wait for the spiritual medicine to grow to the right age again.

Even resources like this can be shared?
“Of course it is possible, but there are some obstacles along the way, and you need to get through them yourself.

“However, over the past thousands of years, no elder in the hall has refused. After all, it is not easy to offend a seventh-level alchemist like you.

"As long as there are enough medicinal herbs in the Spiritual Medicine Garden, we will agree to this."

Although this woman is young, she has learned a lot about the ways of the world from the influence of her family elders.

Wei Zhong asked him a lot of questions at once, and learned more about the Five Elements Immortal Sect.

When the two arrived at the Spiritual Medicine Garden, the woman immediately called out:

"Grandpa Jay!"

In the spiritual medicine garden, a Void-Refining cultivator heard the call and hurriedly flew out.

"My dear aunt, this place is not suitable for noise."

Wei Zhong looked over and found that although the man was called grandpa by the woman, he had a young face, like a young man in his early twenties, and was almost as young as the woman.

After persuading the woman for a few words, he turned his attention to Wei Zhong.

"Who is Taoist Fellow Taoist?"

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he had seen this face somewhere, but the impression was not deep and he could not remember it.

Wei Zhong smiled and cupped his hands:

"My name is Wu Se, and I am the seventh-rank alchemist of this temple. I came here to obtain this elixir that has been in storage for eight hundred years."

Cheng Wenjie suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he felt Wei Zhong's face was both familiar and unfamiliar.

It turned out that when he first joined the sect, the portrait of Wei Zhong, a seventh-rank alchemist, was spread throughout the Chiyang Palace.

Later, because Wei Zhong had been in seclusion for too long, he was forgotten by the disciples of the Immortal Sect.

Only when Wei Zhong revealed his identity did Cheng Wenjie remember it.

"It turns out to be Master Five Colors!"

He returned the greeting respectfully, and the woman beside him stuffed the list of spiritual medicines into his arms:
"Grandpa Jie, the senior is planning to refine the Heaven Burning Spirit True Pill."

After saying that, Cheng Wenjie looked down at the elixirs on the list and couldn't help but frown.

Wei Zhong saw this scene and asked directly:

"But the elixir is missing?"

The latter nodded with a slightly unpleasant look on his face:
"To be honest, Master Wu Se, the spiritual medicines you need are not lacking in the sixth-level spiritual medicines, but the seventh-level spiritual medicines are at least 50% short at the moment."

Wei Zhong frowned when he heard this.

After waiting for eight hundred years, Wei Zhong could have obtained at least 80% of the seventh-level elixirs on the list. How could he be willing to only get back 50%?

“Why is there so much missing?”

"This," Cheng Wenjie replied in an awkward tone, "a few years ago, Elder Ye Pingchun of Chunting Palace took the spiritual medicine transfer order printed with the elders of this palace and harvested a lot of seventh-level spiritual medicines from this spiritual medicine garden, resulting in a shortage of some spiritual medicines."

Wei Zhong frowned even deeper:

"Isn't this order for transferring spiritual medicine only allowed when this palace has a surplus of spiritual medicine?"

Cheng Wenjie nodded:

"It should be so, but there are always exceptions. Master Ye is a Hedao elder of Chunting Hall and a seventh-level alchemist. In an emergency, there is indeed an opportunity to break the rules.

"This is the privilege of the upper-level monks of our sect."

Wei Zhong was speechless, but he had no way to deal with it:

"If I request a transfer order, is it possible to replenish the other 30% of the spiritual medicine?"

Cheng Wenjie shook his head:

“It’s highly likely that there isn’t any. Alchemist Ye actually found my Chiyang Palace. It’s highly likely that the spiritual medicine gardens in other palaces don’t have any surplus either.

“If there is any surplus, the latter will use it for himself and will not give it to Brother Wu Se.

"Unless Brother Wu Se can get the transfer order personally issued by Palace Master Yang."

Wei Zhong shook his head when he heard this. In fact, he didn't want to trouble Yang Jing for such a trivial matter.

He could only say:

"Then I'll take 50% first. How long will it take to make up the remaining 50%?"

"Five hundred years. No, three hundred years at the fastest."

Cheng Wenjie said, patting his chest.

“Okay, then I will wait for three hundred years. After three hundred years, I want all the remaining spiritual medicines to be ready.

"If someone robs you on the way," he said, and then stuffed a jade talisman into Cheng Wenjie's hand, "crush this talisman and inform me."

"Brother Wu Se, don't worry!"

After saying that, he ordered the female disciples around him to entertain Wei Zhong, while he went deep into the spiritual medicine garden to help Wei Zhong pick spiritual herbs.

Wei Zhong didn't have to wait long. After just a cup of tea, he returned with a storage bag full of elixirs.

He deducted five hundred years' worth of elixir from Wei Zhong's disciple token and then respectfully returned it to Wei Zhong.

After saying goodbye to the two, Wei Zhong flew away.

Looking at Wei Zhong's leaving back, Cheng Wenjie slowly shook his head:
"There will be more disputes within the sect."

The woman next to him was puzzled.

Cheng Wenjie sighed and continued:
"Those old guys in the sect are used to a life of luxury, so they gradually break the rules and become overbearing.

“This Five-Color Alchemy Master will have to run into those guys once he enters the sect.

“In the future, the competition for resources within the sect will intensify.

"This five-color pill master has just arrived at the sect and has no background. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to gain the upper hand."

"What about Palace Master Yang?" the woman asked.

Cheng Wenjie answered leisurely:
"The Palace Master is just optimistic about him. If he really values ​​him, why doesn't he just accept him as his disciple? Instead, he leaves him without any guidance and becomes the true disciple in the Palace without a master?"

"This..." The woman paused, not knowing how to refute.

The two of them did not know the secret that Tianfen Palace Master Yun Fengyao accepted disciples, so they could only make random guesses.

But this is exactly what most people in the Five Elements Immortal Sect think.

You are new here and have no backing. What right do you, "Five Colors", have to fight against us?
Many families have accumulated experience in the immortal sect for tens of millions of years. How can such a foundation be compared with that of a Void-Refining cultivator who has just entered the sect?
When things were dull, the woman suddenly took out a jade mirror from her sleeve. A flash of light flashed on the jade mirror and gathered to form a string of words.

He looked shocked and turned to look at Cheng Wenjie beside him:

“Grandpa Jie, Palace Master Yang just announced that Senior Wu Se has become a seventh-rank weapon refiner!”

"what?"

(End of this chapter)