Treasure Gathering Immortal Furnace

Seeing Wang Qingzhu's appearance, Lu Fan was also curious and asked, "Uncle-Master Wang?"

"Well, it's nothing serious. I heard that you helped Senior Brother Mo, who passed away five years ago, to make puppets, is that right?" Wang Qingzhu suddenly asked.

"Yes," Lu Fan replied.

"Did Senior Brother Mo hide his storage bag before he passed away?" Wang Qingzhu pressed.

Lu Fan was slightly taken aback and quickly said, "This disciple is not quite sure. When I left, Senior Brother Mo had not yet passed away."

"I see," Wang Qingzhu said, sounding somewhat disappointed.

"Uncle-Master, does Uncle-Master Mo owe you spirit stones? Or is there something you want in his storage bag?" Lu Fan asked.

"Not really. Never mind, even if the storage bag were here, it wouldn't be my turn," Wang Qingzhu muttered to herself.

Lu Fan could tell from Wang Qingzhu's expression that she was probably also thinking about the Golden Core stage puppet.

After all, besides that Golden Core stage puppet, Mo Li didn't have much else in his storage bag.

"Uncle-Master, Uncle-Master Mo isn't a Dao Sect cultivator. I guess he doesn't want to give his storage bag to the Dao Sect, so he's probably hiding it," Lu Fan said.

"Maybe, but don't even think about finding it again," Wang Qingzhu said with a hint of disappointment.

Lu Fan then asked, "Uncle-Master Wang, you've been away on your training for five years. Have you gained anything?"

"I've been searching for materials to refine the Golden Marrow Pill, but I'm still lacking some spiritual herbs. It seems that breaking through to the Golden Core stage is still a long way off," Wang Qingzhu sighed softly.

It's not hard to understand why a small Foundation Establishment Pill is so difficult to obtain, let alone the Golden Marrow Pill used to form the Core.

"Uncle-Master is exceptionally talented. Once he refines the Golden Marrow Pill, he will definitely be able to break through," Lu Fan flattered.

"It seems we can only wait until fifteen years later, when we participate in the Demon Extermination Conference, to see if we can find the materials," Wang Qingzhu said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Lu Fan immediately perked up: "Uncle-Master Wang, you're also going to participate in the Demon Extermination Conference fifteen years from now? Can you take me with you!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Qingzhu was visibly taken aback and said, "Why are you going to the Demon Extermination Conference? It's fraught with danger. Even disciples who have reached the Qi Refining Perfection stage have an extremely high mortality rate. Even if you reach the eighth or ninth level of Qi Refining in fifteen years, it will be difficult for you to survive."

What Wang Qingzhu said was true. The Demon Extermination Conference was actually a major battle between the four major sects of the Great Yan Dynasty and some evil cultivation sects, vying for cultivation resources.

That place is a battlefield, especially for disciples in the Qi Refining stage. Once they set foot there, their chance of survival is less than 30%.

Those who survived were all geniuses who were highly valued by the sect.

But Lu Fan couldn't care less about that; if he couldn't find the Foundation Establishment Pill, he would also be doomed.

"This disciple does not wish to live a life of melancholy. Now that I have embarked on the path of cultivation, I want to give it my all and give it my all."

Even if I fail, at least I tried.

Lu Fan said slowly.

These words were like a thunderclap, leaving Wang Qingzhu stunned for a long time, wondering if she had misheard.

Even establishing a foundation with mixed spiritual roots is extremely difficult, almost hopeless, let alone with mutated mixed spiritual roots.

This level of difficulty is comparable to a farmer who has only studied writing for a few days suddenly becoming the top scholar in the imperial examination.

If Lu Fan were to establish his foundation with a mutated mixed spiritual root, it would not only shake the entire Canglan, but at least the entire cultivation world of the Great Yan would tremble.

"You, this," Wang Qingzhu didn't want to discourage Lu Fan, but she really didn't know how to respond.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you, Uncle-Master. I know that it's difficult to establish a foundation with a mutated mixed spiritual root, but as long as I've done my best, even if I die and my cultivation dissipates, I will have no regrets in this life," Lu Fan said.

Wang Qingzhu smiled wryly. In her opinion, Lu Fan's ambitious words were nothing short of childish.

"Lu Fan, you should think this through. The Demon Extermination Assembly is for dealing with evil cultivators. Once you are captured, you will be skinned and your bones refined, and your soul will even be collected into the Yin Soul Banner, where you will suffer endless torment for eternity," Wang Qingzhu seemed to want to persuade Lu Fan to give up.

After all, Lu Fan not only had a mutated mixed spiritual root, but also a leg ailment. In this state, she really couldn't imagine how he would survive the Demon Extermination Conference.

"I understand, but I still want to give it a try," Lu Fan said.

"Very well, it's not easy for you to have such a heart for the Dao. Fifteen years from now, I will take you with me. I will do my best to protect you within my capabilities," Wang Qingzhu said helplessly, unable to persuade Lu Fan.

Upon hearing this, Lu Fan was overjoyed: "Thank you so much, Martial Uncle!"

Wang Qingzhu then took out a few more Qi-stabilizing pills and said, "Take these Qi-stabilizing pills and try to improve your cultivation within fifteen years."

"Yes," Lu Fan accepted without refusing.

This was the second time Wang Qingzhu had gifted him pills. Although Lu Fan didn't lack Gu Yuan Pills at all, this kindness still moved Lu Fan deeply.

After all, Lu Fan had never experienced what family affection was from childhood to adulthood. Although Wang Qingzhu's feelings for Lu Fan were purely out of pity, it also allowed Lu Fan to experience the long-lost...care.

Children who lack love cherish this hard-won warmth even more.

At this moment, Wang Qingzhu probably had no idea what kind of immense wealth her acts of kindness would bring her in the future.

Lu Fan accepted the Qi-stabilizing pill, bowed respectfully, and then left the Hall of Affairs.

Watching Lu Fan's departing figure, Wang Qingzhu sighed and shook her head: "Alas, why did I bring him into the sect in the first place? If I had simply given him to a good family, perhaps an ordinary life would have been a blessing. Now he's accompanying me to the Demon Extermination Conference, facing a near-death experience. Isn't this just tainting me with karma?"

"Well, how far he goes depends on his own fate."

...

After returning to his thatched cottage, Lu Fan began planning the demon-slaying event.

First and foremost, he absolutely must obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill at this Demon Extermination Conference, no matter what.

The next priority is how to survive safely during the demon-slaying tournament, which makes improving one's Qi cultivation level an urgent matter.

If he can raise his cultivation to the fortieth level of Qi Refining in the next fifteen years.

By then, the improvement will be significant, at least enough to put up a fight against evil cultivators in the early stages of Foundation Establishment.

Moreover, he also has the trump card of a Golden Core stage puppet.

If one can reach level 40 of Qi Refining, even controlling a puppet for just one second would be enough to save one's life.

But at this moment, Lu Fan's main concern was the backlash from controlling the Golden Core stage puppet.

Although the fortieth level of Qi Refining is already terrifying, controlling a Golden Core stage puppet is not about the number of levels or the abundance of spiritual energy.

Rather, it is divine consciousness.

Advancing through the Qi Refining stage doesn't significantly improve one's spiritual sense; only advancing to a higher realm results in a leapfrog growth.

However, Lu Fan didn't use any of the techniques or pills that could enhance spiritual awareness.

Thinking of this, Lu Fan seemed to suddenly remember something.

He had previously taken out two pills of unknown grade from the storage bag of the deceased senior.

Perhaps we can investigate what it is.

If one could significantly improve their cultivation level, or obtain some kind of miraculous healing medicine, it would undoubtedly greatly increase their chances of survival.