Starting with the consumables of the Demonic Sect, one can barely achieve immortality.

Fellow practitioners are friends who walk the Great Way together, while those who cultivate less are the sustenance for achieving my path.

To seize the creation of all living beings and lay the foundation for the path of immortality is the cultivation practice of the Yellow-robed immortals. The Great Dao is mine alone; do not dwell on cause and effect.

Glancing at the annotations on the front page of the book "Essentials of the Secrets of Sexual Techniques" given to him by Tiantong, Yan Cheng muttered to himself.

How dare they call themselves the orthodox sect of immortals?

Indeed, in the eyes of cultivators like Tiantong who are deeply influenced by the atmosphere of the Immortal Sect, "orthodox" and "righteous path" are two completely different concepts.

The Taiyin Immortal Sect claims to be the orthodox sect, but not the true path.

The fact that the upper-level cultivators keep calling each other "dogs of the righteous path" precisely shows that they have no intention of competing with the three sects of the South for the name of the righteous path.

In the eyes of the disciples of the Immortal Sect, the orthodox sect was originally a concept that conflicted with the righteous path.

What is the authentic way of immortality?

Since ancient times, the great path has only focused on self-cultivation; it does not concern itself with morality or cause and effect.

The northern border is a harsh and resource-poor land. In ancient times, emperors rose from the cold wilderness and still had to pacify the nine regions and sweep across the six directions before a celestial dynasty could be established.

Moreover, this is the northern border today, where the Immortal Dynasty collapsed a thousand years ago and everything is desolate.

The law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, is a survival rule ingrained in the very marrow of every Northerner.

Only a ruthless, humble, and powerful person who is willing to pay any price to advance further can achieve this.

Only then are they qualified to brave the biting cold wind and walk step by step on the path to immortality.

Since the Immortal Sect considers itself the orthodox lineage of cultivators from the Northern Territory, it naturally wants to further promote and develop this style to its fullest extent.

However, Yan Cheng was not a native of the Northern Border, and there were some things that were still difficult for him to accept.

He put down the scroll in his hand, stared expressionlessly at Wang Qing, who was sitting cross-legged in the coffin, her eyes lowered in meditation, and suddenly asked:

"If I told you I could bring you outside the temple, on the condition that you cultivate with me, would you agree?"

These words struck Wang Qing like a bolt of lightning, startling the female cultivator so much that she sat up abruptly, her gaze towards the black ring in Yan Cheng's hand filled with disgust and unease.

But seeing that Yan Cheng unintentionally raised the hand holding the ring, her heart churned, and it took her a long time to calm down:

"If you have such intentions and this ring in your hand, I cannot resist you and can only let you do as you please."

"It's just that this physical body's cultivation level is not as high as yours. Even if you cultivate with it ten or a hundred times, it probably won't help your cultivation much."

"If you feel you've wasted your time and blame all your resentment on me, then it's pointless."

Yan Cheng shook his head and couldn't help but chuckle:

"You're really calm."

"Couldn't I, for reasons other than spiritual cultivation, simply act out of lust and attack you?"

Wang Qing's eyelids twitched, but she quickly regained her composure and shook her head, saying:

"If you were a rogue cultivator from the northern foothills of the mountains, perhaps that would be possible."

"But disciples of the Taiyin Demon Sect would never do anything that prioritizes physical desires over cultivation."

"If it weren't for that... I wouldn't have been able to cultivate to the middle stage in this godforsaken place."

Yan Cheng laughed loudly:

"Judging from your tone, you must have had quite a few dealings with disciples of immortal sects in your past life."

Wang Qing snorted, her willow-leaf eyes glaring fiercely at him:

"When I was in the Foundation Establishment stage, I was targeted by a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Demonic Sect [Kouyouting]. He came after me with a transformed dog demon, wanting to use me as raw material to refine the Guardian Immortal Puppet."

"A highly accomplished cultivator who has established his immortal foundation was chased for seven days and seven nights by that man and dog—no, two old dogs—all the way from the northernmost part of the mountain range to its southernmost point!"

When talking about her "past life," Wang Qing was still filled with resentment.

Clearly, compared to the current perilous situation where Yan Cheng might force her to cultivate under the guise of his precepts, she was more concerned about the humiliation she suffered as a Foundation Establishment cultivator in her previous life.

Yan Cheng was completely unaffected by this.

Wang Qing also said that it was a matter for the Foundation Building Department of the Immortal Sect's Palace of Servant of the Netherworld, and had nothing to do with the Qi Refining Department under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Sect's Palace of Longevity.

Yan Cheng wouldn't actually do something like forced repairs, but he certainly had the guts to use forced repairs as leverage to pressure Wang Qing, and quite a lot of them.

"Tian Tong has already issued an order that three days from now at midnight, our group will step out of the sea of ​​mist under the protection of the magical artifact [Mountain Falcon] and head towards a ruin several dozen miles north of here."

"This ruin is called the Corpse-Raising Institute. It is said to be one of the strongholds used by the evil cultivators of the Ancient Corpse Path to raise Yin Corpses and study the way of life and death reincarnation."

"The Heavenly Corpse Path was destroyed by the Immortal Sect hundreds of years ago, and many of its strongholds went into seclusion and have not reappeared in the world over the years."

"Only now has the Palace of Longevity discovered its exact location."

"Your previous life's cave dwelling location couldn't possibly be right near this Corpse-Raising Institute, could it?"

As he spoke, he kept a close eye on Wang Qing's changing expressions.

The description of the morgue's background just now was indeed Tendo's original words.

Yan Cheng deliberately omitted many details.

He was almost certain that the reason these ruins and secret places, which had been hidden for many years, suddenly sprang up like mushrooms after rain was definitely related to the escape of the Silk Weaver.

According to Tian Tong, these ancient Taoist caves and secret realms are often equipped with corresponding restriction formations, and only qualified cultivators can enter.

The restrictions that can be imposed are also subject to a wide variety of conditions.

For example, only Yin Corpses can enter, only cultivators below the Foundation Establishment stage can enter, only cultivators who cultivate Cold Qi can enter, and so on.

Therefore, most sects in the Northern Territory support cultivators who practice different lineages.

The purpose is to send these cultivators into the secret realm when necessary so that the sect can seize treasures!

Yan Cheng had no doubt that this was also one of the reasons why Huang Tong allowed him, a "Cold Qi" cultivator, to live a carefree life.

Who knows when we might need him?

The hall was full of corpse cultivators who could produce malevolent energy, but only this family cultivated cold energy.

He carefully observed Wang Qing's expression.

Sure enough, his pupils dilated noticeably when he heard the words "corpse-raising house".

She quickly concealed her unusual expression and pretended to be nonchalant:

"This is my own business, so there's no need for you to worry about it, fellow Daoist."

"In short, as long as I can return to my cave safely, the benefits I promised you will not be reduced in the slightest."

"All you need to do, fellow Daoist, is take me with you when you travel. I will have my own way of getting away at that time."

Yan Cheng smiled and said:

"It's not that I'm worried you can't get away, it's just that I'm afraid you'll be living a carefree life while I don't know where to find you to ask for my reward."

"Fellow Daoist, do you think I should take this opportunity to use a few more divine techniques on you, so as to deeply implant the idea of ​​fulfilling my promise into your mind?"

Upon hearing that he intended to use the Black Gold Corpse Control Ring, Wang Qing's forehead began to throb, and she glared at Yan Cheng with a mixture of shock and anger:

"I was a Foundation Establishment cultivator in my previous life, why would I lie to a mere Qi Refining cultivator like you?"

"Do you take me for one of you Yin Demon Cultivators, someone who would go back on their word?"

Yan Cheng said slowly:

"Hard to say."

"The Heavenly Corpse Path has been hidden from the world for hundreds of years. Who knows if the Foundation Establishment cultivators of this path will behave in the same way as this godforsaken place?"