Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

"It's almost time for Master Yu's lecture," Gong Wuchen said gently. "I hope everyone will take their seats first."

Upon hearing Yu Xianchang's words, the group naturally dispersed as instructed.

A moment later, Lin Yuan looked around and saw that everyone had taken their seats.

He counted in his mind; there were ten people in total.

They are -

The four direct descendants of the Gong family: Gong Wuchen, Gong Wujue, Gong Ren, and Gong De, who had just received him.

Two collateral relatives of the Gong family: Gong Yi and Gong Li, who usually doesn't talk much.

The Zhou Immortal Clan: Zhou Wanwan and Zhou Yan.

Gongsun Xian Clan: Gongsun Yan.

And himself.

The spacious hall contained only a few people. Time ticked by, and everyone unconsciously maintained absolute silence, waiting for the final moment.

Just then, a golden light descended from the sky, instantly illuminating the entire hall and enveloping everyone within it.

Lin Yuan was about to look up for a closer look when he realized he could barely open his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, every pore of his body felt an extremely strong pressure, as if he had been instantly plunged into the deep sea, unable to be free for even a moment.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but think to himself: Is this the pressure of a Golden Core cultivator at the Great Perfection stage?

A moment later, as the golden light gradually disappeared, Lin Yuan felt the pressure exerted on him gradually weaken.

Until it eventually disappears completely.

Lin Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The pressure from a single Golden Core cultivator was enough to make him unable to even lift his head.

It seems I still need to become stronger as soon as possible.

At this moment, the others were obviously not feeling well either. Lin Yuan even saw that Gong Yi, who was sitting next to him, was covered in sweat and had to circulate his spiritual energy a few times to calm his breathing.

Then, without making a sound, he turned his gaze forward, and the figure of Yu Xianchang sitting in meditation came straight into his eyes.

He had a full head of black hair tied up with a gold hairpin, thick eyebrows and dark eyes that were slightly rugged, but his gaze was calm and cold. He had a mustache and his whole appearance looked like a blacksmith, but his temperament was unique to a cultivator.

"Greetings, Immortal Master Yu." Lin Yuan rose and bowed along with the others.

"Please be seated, everyone," said Immortal Master Yu concisely.

"Thank you, Immortal Master."

Everyone sat down.

Then Lin Yuan saw Yu Xian wave her long sleeves, and several golden lights suddenly appeared, floating down to the front of everyone, and in the blink of an eye, they entered everyone's foreheads.

This is......

Lin Yuan soon felt that his mind was filled with a lot of unfamiliar content.

Heavenly Fire Technique?

"You will begin practicing this technique today," Master Yu's voice rang out again.

After speaking, Immortal Yu slowly closed his eyes.

Clearly, they had no intention of explaining it to them.

The group, realizing what had happened, immediately withdrew their gazes from Yu Xianchang and began to concentrate on studying the cultivation technique in their minds.

Lin Yuan spent about half a cup of tea's time reading through the entire text.

This technique is similar to fire control, but its spiritual energy circulation and application are more advanced.

Therefore, it is naturally more difficult to master than ordinary fire control techniques.

However, Lin Yuan felt it was alright.

Therefore, the afternoon's practice went smoothly.

"Stop." Immortal Master Yu had already opened his eyes and stopped the people who were still casting spells.

Lin Yuan thought the lesson was about to end, but after a while, Yu Xianzhang slowly spoke again: "Now use the technique you just learned to separate the spiritual fire with all your might. If you can successfully separate it into three streams, you will pass the test."

At this point, someone mustered up the courage to ask, "May I ask, Immortal Master, what happens if one fails?"

"There's no need for further lectures on weapon crafting."

Upon hearing this, some people remained calm, while others looked flustered.