Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

The round-faced Taoist nun left; she still had to deal with a hundred streams of magical power.

Wang Quan directly activated the [First-Rank Dao Seal] to absorb the essence of the stars.

[Heavenly Secret +1]

[Heavenly Secret +1]

......

Ten Heavenly Secrets were enough. He took a deep breath and chose [Refining Spirit +1].

Then, he opened his mouth again and spat out streams of moonlight, locking onto the mark a thousand miles away and continuously teleporting it.

A dozen or so breaths later, he reappeared a thousand miles away.

Without any hesitation, he immediately began to condense the Dao script.

A Daoist script was condensed and then branded onto the Yin God.

At this moment, he carefully sensed the intensity of the Yin Spirit's rejection of the Daoist scripture.

One breath...

Thirty breaths...

One hundred breaths...

The Daoist texts merged with the Yin spirits.

Wang Quan's expression was strange because the integration time this time was not just twice as fast as before he had the [Refining God +1] trait, but several times faster.

"illusion?"

"Try again!"

He condensed a second Dao character and observed it again.

This time, Daowen successfully merged with the Yin spirit once again.

This efficiency and speed are the same as before I integrated the three thousand Daoist texts.

"The description of the characteristics in the 【First-Grade Daoist Seal】 is also inaccurate!"

"This is not just a doubling, it's almost a tenfold increase."

However, the higher the multiplier, the faster he can practice.

Good thing!

No need to worry about it.

Keep practicing!

One.....

Ten.....

Thirty pieces....

In the latter half of the night, he used moonlight to practice magic.

As dawn broke, he looked with surprise at the three additional magical powers that had appeared within the inner realm, feeling utterly astonished.

Because, in the past, he could only cultivate a little more than two streams of magic power in the middle of the night.

But today, within the same timeframe, he refined three techniques.

"Refining Spirit +1, it can actually affect refining techniques?"

Wang Quan was excited.

Although it was just an extra bit of magic power, he was quite satisfied.

An ordinary cultivator might not be able to refine even one strand of magical power in a month.

He easily dealt with the three magical forces in just over two hours in the latter half of the night.

If this efficiency were to be told, probably no one would believe it.

After a while, he lit sandalwood incense to worship the moon.

During this worship, he perceived the moon more clearly: previously, he could only perceive the size, shape, and outline of lunar craters.

During this ritual, he even sensed the shockwave patterns within the crater.

After a while, he activated the [Purple Qi Extreme Heaven Technique] to gather purple qi.

When the time came, a purple aura surged from the place where the sun rose in all directions, like a purple ocean.

The king opened his mouth and gathered purple qi.

As the purple ocean flashed past his head, ten strands of purple energy descended into the inner landscape.

The efficiency of harvesting purple energy has also improved.

Next, perform the "Great Sun Soaring Through the Sky" technique to gather sunlight.

This time, the amount of sunlight falling was significantly increased.

"This +1 to Spirit Refinement is truly beyond my expectations!"

Wang Quan sighed, "Fortunately, I endured the loneliness back then, otherwise I wouldn't have the [First-Rank Dao Seal], let alone my current achievements."

He took a deep breath, released his outer core, and began to condense Daoist runes, transforming into a Yang spirit.

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Drowning in the lower courtyard, inner chamber:

A group of cultivators using the new cultivation method are clearing away ruins and corpses.

The female officiant chatted with some people, hoping to take on the task of burying the corpses.

As a result, there were too many competitors, and everyone entered into a bidding war, constantly and proactively lowering prices, which made the cultivators who were preparing for the funeral extremely happy.

There was also a group of cultivators who unleashed numerous spells to investigate the scene and deduce what had happened.

One cultivator muttered, "This Flower-Scattering Taoist's methods are simple yet brutal."

"Qin Feng wasn't given a chance to react at all!"

"If Qin Feng hadn't possessed a large number of defensive magical artifacts and talismans, he would have died in the first wave of attacks!"

"It was because he took more hits that others were caught in the crossfire."

"That bastard, he even took dozens of others down with him when he died, how shameless!"

A female cultivator examined Qin Feng's corpse, sensing the residual magic on it, and sighed, "At the critical moment of life and death, anyone would struggle a few times."

"Qin Feng is not wrong; the ones who are wrong are the unlucky ones who got caught in the crossfire."

"It's just that they're too weak!"

Everyone felt something was off about what they heard, but it also seemed to make sense.

After piecing together and shoveling the corpses, the group of monks discussed how to deal with the royal power.

The Taoist nun who was bidding nearby was also eavesdropping.

I only listened for a short while before I laughed.

Because these guys only thought of waiting outside the gate to ambush Wang Quan, so they could take revenge when he came out.

"These idiots, have their brains been ruined by magic?"

"But it's good to be stupid. I can make a fortune by being stupid; I can even join forces with the royal power to scheme against them and let them know what bloodshed is and what it means for revenge to kill people."

Thinking of this, she suddenly said to the cultivators who were waiting for them to lower the price, "Give me this funeral, and I can get the Flower-Scattering Taoist to come out and scatter flowers."

"When the time comes, after burying your little friends, you can also dig a hole next to it and bury the Flower-Scattering Taoist in there too."

"In this way, burying our comrade and avenging our grievances can be accomplished simultaneously."

"Everyone's happy!"

The cultivator presiding over the funeral rolled his eyes: "Great idea!"

"But how much money do you want?"

The emcee, a Taoist nun, smirked: "At double the market price, I have a fifty percent chance of getting the Flower-Scattering Taoist to come out."

"At three times the market price, I can guarantee that I can get the Flower-Scattering Taoist to come out."

Upon hearing this, the monk presiding over the funeral shook his head frantically: "No, the price is too high!"

"Besides, we lost a lot of people this time, so you should give us a discount: two-thirds of the market price, and you can dispose of all the bodies; you can also lure out the Flower-Scattering Taoist while you're at it."

The emcee, a Taoist nun, was taken aback: "You... I can't do it at this price."

The monk presiding over the funeral sighed, "In that case, we won't choose you!"

The emcee, a Taoist nun, sneered: "If you don't choose me, you can forget about luring out the Flower-Scattering Taoist."

The monk presiding over the funeral sneered, "So what?"

"I only preside over the funeral; I don't care about revenge."

The female officiant...speechless, she turned and left.

The monk presiding over the funeral scoffed, "Fool, if I spend that much money, how will I make a profit?"

With this in mind, he said to the other funeral service teams bidding for the same services, "Lower the price a bit more. We have a lot of deaths and a large volume of cases, so we have to offer discounts; besides, we can cooperate long-term in the future!"

"If you behave well, you can get a yearly contract!"

The funeral processions suddenly perked up; could they book a yearly package?

In this way, although the profit per transaction is lower, the advantage lies in the long-term, steady flow of income.

Then, the bidding became even more intense.

The new Dharma group that Qin Feng belongs to also has dozens of orthodox cultivators.

These orthodox cultivators gathered together, and after looking at the mangled coffin containing Qin Feng, they sighed and lamented, "Was that Flower-Scattering Daoist from the Star Alliance?"

"I don't know, but he has a good relationship with the people at the Seven Maidens Mountain Villa."

One of the monks frowned: "Should we teach him a lesson?"

One of the monks sneered, "How dare you teach someone a lesson?"

"Although the spells that the Flower-Scattering Taoist used this time were all simple and crude, they were all methods of attacking from a distance, which was quite remarkable."

"Can you strike from a distance?"

Upon hearing this, the cultivator who had vowed revenge fell silent.

He can't.

A monk muttered:

"How about we talk to the Seven Maidens Mountain Villa and ask them to stop bothering us?"

"Our group just hangs around in the New Law Alliance, secretly reaping some resources, and never participates in the conflict between the old and new; there's no need to attack us!"

One of the female cultivators frowned: "The new law is becoming increasingly powerful, and some organizations like the Star Alliance are getting a little anxious."

"If the Flower-Scattering Taoist's actions this time were orchestrated by the Star Alliance, then it's probably not going to end well."

"I'm worried that his next target will be one of us."

One of the cultivators had a sudden thought: "Is it possible that this attack was merely a personal feud between the two?"

The nun sighed, "I hope it's just a personal grudge!"

"Alright, just find a few unlucky guys to squat by the door and keep watch."

"Let's hurry up and harvest some resources."

"If things go wrong and I have to run away to the afterlife, at least I'll have some savings to live on."

"Also, I'll personally go to the Seven Maidens Mountain Villa to find out what's going on!"

The many cultivators nodded in agreement: "Good!"