Immortality: Starting with the Fruit of Taiyin

"Brother Han."

He appeared nonchalant but was full of vigor.

As the saying goes, "To return home in wealth and honor is like wearing fine clothes at night."

Yang Yunzhi was two years younger than Han Cheng, but at this moment he patted the other on the shoulder as if he were instructing a junior.

"What Senior Brother Wang said just now is true. After today's parting, it may be many years before we meet again."

"I still vividly remember Brother Han explaining the basics of cultivation to us back then. So, once I successfully establish my foundation, I will definitely write to Brother Han often and tell him about the interesting things that happen among foundation-establishing cultivators."

"Of course, Brother Han, you shouldn't give up your cultivation either."

"After all, although only one in ten thousand Foundation Establishers possesses a low-grade spiritual root... there's still a slight possibility that they don't."

With a broad smile, Yang Yunzhi glanced at Wang Xuan, but ultimately looked back at Han Cheng.

"The lifespan of a cultivator is only a little over a hundred years. I don't want Brother Han to die of old age at home while I'm still in my prime. Don't you agree?"

"...Fellow Daoist Yang is right."

Unlike his impetuousness a few years ago, Han Cheng now swallowed his anger without showing any resentment.

"As an inner disciple of a superior sect, your future is limitless."

"Now that our uncle has established his foundation, the family has laid a solid foundation."

"I will do my utmost to contribute to the development of the family. As for my cultivation level... I can only say I will do my best."

"After all, one's spiritual root is predetermined, and that's something no one can change."

"...Brother Han has lofty aspirations."

After a moment of silence, Yang Yunzhi felt somewhat bored upon hearing this.

The essence of showing off is that you need feedback. He turned his head away dejectedly and looked at Wang Xuan again.

However, as fellow disciples of the sect, he couldn't guarantee that outer disciples were necessarily unable to achieve Foundation Establishment.

So Yang Yunzhi eventually changed the subject and talked about the inner sect's customs and culture, speaking with a hint of pride.

Only when his gaze occasionally swept over Chen Yao and the other person conversing in the distance would a trace of admiration appear in his eyes.

It wasn't because of her beauty, but because of tangible benefits.

Others might not know, but he, being an inner disciple himself, was very clear about it.

Not long ago, Chen Wanrou was valued by a female master in the sect and was taught the rare art of music among the various arts of cultivation by that guest elder. Perhaps she will be able to become a true disciple in the future.

He felt envious, because even in the Nanhua Sect, only true disciples had the possibility of obtaining Core Formation spiritual items from the sect.

Without the assistance of spiritual objects, even those with earth-grade spiritual roots will find it difficult to successfully form a core.

Furthermore, the Dao of "joy" greatly assists others in their cultivation, and among his peers in the Nanhua Sect, Yang Yunzhi could not find a better Daoist partner.

But what he can see, others can also see.

No one knows whether this true disciple, supported by the patriarch, came to the Han family for the reward of his official duties, or whether he was just bluffing and actually had designs on Liu Bang.

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Half an hour later, Lin Qing also finished talking with the head of the Han family.

Outside the clan's territory, the group parted ways.

A giant bird at the peak of Qi Refining soared into the sky, followed by two blue-feathered eagles.

According to Yang Yunzhi, Chen Wanrou was granted the opportunity to enter the mountain gate for cultivation ahead of schedule, and no longer needed to stay in the lower courtyard.

On the other hand, instead of rushing back to Baiyun Mountain, Wang Xuan waited at the Han family's house for a few more days.

Several days later, it seemed that a result had finally been reached.

Inside the guest room of the Han family, Wang Xuanxing finished his Qigong practice.

With a sweep of spiritual sense, a white-haired old man in the late stage of Qi Refining was about to gently knock on the door outside the courtyard.

Han Cheng stood respectfully beside him.

"Please come in."

"Hehe, I hope I haven't disturbed Fellow Daoist Wang."

He paused upon hearing this, then pushed open the courtyard gate. The old man's smile was very kind, as if he held Wang Xuan in high esteem.

"My grand-nephew once told me that Fellow Daoist Wang is exceptionally talented. He not only passed the sect's entrance test but also became a true alchemist."

"Truly a young prodigy, worthy of being a disciple of a superior sect... Regarding your request, my Han family agrees."

"Um?"

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Several days ago, Wang Xuan had already subtly expressed his request through Han Cheng.

Considering their status as disciples of a sect, the Han family should not refuse.

Wang Xuan had agreed, but he thought there would be some haggling involved, and he had even left himself room to negotiate the price.

But to my surprise, a few days later, the other party agreed immediately upon meeting, without any intention of negotiating the price.

"Hehe... Fellow Daoist, there's no need to worry."

"Just as you think, my Han family has no shortage of ways to purchase low-grade first-tier pills. Moreover, you are a beginner in alchemy, and most of your finished products are of inferior quality. Even if we were to buy them, we shouldn't be paying this price."

With a chuckle, the old man noticed Wang Xuan's confusion and didn't mince words.

"However, our Han clan has recently acquired a spiritual land, which includes several medicinal herb fields. For the long term, the clan leader has conceived the idea of ​​training our own alchemists..."

"However, alchemy is difficult and its inheritance is rare... In the future, when Fellow Daoist Wang has some free time from alchemy, if he can write down his experience and insights that do not involve the inheritance of the upper sect, then my Han family will not only be willing to buy your spiritual pills at a high price, but will also reward you handsomely in the future."

It turned out to be the case.

Realizing this, Wang Xuan finally understood the other party's plan.

You should know that when he came out of the sect to sell pills, he was prepared to be heavily discounted.

After all, although he is now called an alchemist, he is actually just a rogue cultivator.

According to the evaluation system of a true major cultivation power, he is currently just an alchemy apprentice, or it wouldn't be a problem to call him a "quasi-first-tier low-grade alchemist".

In this situation, inferior pills mixed with a small amount of genuine pills have virtually no market, and the pills sold by major forces are far more competitive.

Only when a pill refiner reaches at least the first-grade high-quality level and can refine pills that break through the Qi Refining stage can their status be considered secure, allowing them to establish themselves in many markets and be respected and valued.

However, Wang Xuan clearly does not have the capability at present, so he has not really hoped for a price issue.

However, to his surprise, the newly established Han clan had just spent a lot of money to buy a spiritual land, and then actually wanted to train their own alchemists.

Wang Xuan really couldn't comment on this matter.

After all, there are senior alchemists in the sect who pass on their experience, and those who refine pills themselves have relevant talents, as well as complete first-order alchemy inheritances to comprehend... Under such circumstances, alchemists are still very rare.

The Han family has just been established. Although they don't know exactly how much "windfall" that Foundation Establishment family obtained, they figure that since they are not afraid of others coveting it, they have probably already used it up.

"I wonder if your noble family... possesses a complete lineage of alchemy?"

After a moment of silence, Wang Xuan asked.

"No, there were only some scattered and unsystematic prescriptions."

The old man smiled wryly: "That's precisely why I need your help, fellow Daoist."

Shaking his head inwardly, Wang Xuan knew that the last question was now clear.

No wonder he even cherishes the experience of an apprentice like himself. There is no "complete" inheritance, and even the pill formulas are scattered... He really didn't expect that the Han family would be so whimsical.