Longevity: Start with the farming game!

Han Xuanyu stood up with a satisfied smile, feeling an unprecedented sense of power.

In less than a month, he had directly advanced from the second level of Qi Refining to the eighth level.

Han Xuanyu grinned so wide that he felt like he was floating again. He cleared his throat and returned to the game.

“Open the character panel!”

Name: Han Xuanyu

Lifespan: 18 / 96

Race: Mortal

Talent: Purple · Eye of Insight (Exceptional Comprehension, Ultimate Perception)

Cultivation: Qi Refining Eighth Level 1 / 2000

Technique: Heavenly Evolution of Five Energies · Divine (∞)

Spells: Turtle Breath Concealment Technique Divine (∞), Fireball Technique Divine (∞), Gale Step Divine (∞), Spiritual Rain Technique Perfect (300 / 300), Dust Cleaning Technique Perfect (300 / 300)

Immortal Arts: First-Order Alchemy Low Grade (1336 / 10000)

Spirit Stones: Nine thousand eight hundred and twenty-three low-grade spirit stones

Divine Abilities: None

Magical Item: Small Wooden Sword

Spiritual Root Aptitude: Low-Grade Four Spiritual Roots (Metal, Wood, Water, Fire), Earth (Nascent)

“Lifespan increased, happy!”

“The cultivation value directly changed from 600 to 2000.”

“Hiss, no wonder the cultivation world recognizes the transition from the sixth level of Qi Refining to the seventh level as a huge watershed!”

Han Xuanyu secretly clicked his tongue. Moreover, he discovered that it was becoming increasingly difficult to improve his cultivation with spirit stones. Now, it took three spirit stones to increase his cultivation by one point.

It was reasonable that the higher a cultivator's realm, the greater the difficulty of cultivation, but Han Xuanyu felt that his spiritual roots were holding him back so much.

“Are there any natural treasures that can improve spiritual roots?”

“Forget it, let's not worry about that for now.”

Han Xuanyu switched his consciousness back to his physical body and began to rest. Tomorrow, he would be going to Great Zhou…

As soon as it dawned, Han Xuanyu couldn't wait to find Zhao Xiong.

Zhao Xiong, seeing his appearance, inquired, “Have you made a decision?”

Han Xuanyu cleared his throat a few times before solemnly saying, “I've decided. I'm going to Great Zhou now to establish a sect!”

“Good!” A trace of appreciation flashed in Zhao Xiong's eyes. “As expected of the person I have my eye on. Let's set off now!”

Han Xuanyu nodded gently: “Let's go!”

An hour later, under Zhao Xiong's lead, Han Xuanyu and the others finally arrived at the giant array in the center of the city.

On the array, including Han Xuanyu and the others, there were hundreds of cultivators waiting for teleportation.

Thanks to the Sect Founding Token, Han Xuanyu and the others did not need to pay the exorbitant teleportation fee…

The Foundation Establishment cultivator guarding the array spoke without emotion: “Begin the teleportation!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the teleportation array immediately glowed with purple light. Han Xuanyu secretly examined it with his Eye of Insight.

He only felt that countless complex array patterns were densely packed together, making it impossible to see them clearly.

Suddenly, Han Xuanyu felt a burst of dizziness and weightlessness. By the time he reacted, he had already arrived in the Great Zhou Kingdom!

Han Xuanyu quickly surveyed his surroundings, only to see that Zhao Xiong's face was slightly pale.

Zhao Yunxi and Chen Cailian were bent over, as if they were about to vomit. Han Xuanyu quickly stepped forward and gently patted their backs.

“Are you alright? You'll be fine after a while!”

At this moment, a man's cold voice came: “Leave the array quickly! Do not obstruct the operation of the array!”

Han Xuanyu followed the voice and saw a male cultivator in white robes sitting coldly to the side.

Zhao Xiong quickly tugged at Han Xuanyu: “Let's go, that's the Garrison Envoy, at least a Golden Core stage…”

“Golden Core stage?” Han Xuanyu's pupils trembled slightly. He didn't say much, helped Chen Cailian and Zhao Yunxi up, and followed Zhao Xiong away.

Just by walking out of the array's range, Han Xuanyu clearly felt that the spiritual energy here was much richer than in Qiling City.

He took a deep breath, feeling the surrounding spiritual energy, his heart filled with anticipation.

“Follow me!”

Zhao Xiong spoke in a timely manner.

Following Zhao Xiong's guidance, Han Xuanyu and his group passed through several streets and arrived in front of a rather magnificent building.

A plaque hung high above the building, with the words “Great Zhou Myriad Sect Alliance” — Spirit Treasure Pavilion Branch.

With the Sect Founding Token, Han Xuanyu successfully entered, but only he was allowed.

A middle-aged male cultivator with a dignified appearance, Wang Hao, received Han Xuanyu.

Wang Hao merely glanced at Han Xuanyu and said indifferently: “Take out the Sect Founding Token!”

Han Xuanyu wanted to say a few words, but seeing his cold attitude, he didn't want to say much.

Han Xuanyu took out the Sect Founding Token from his bosom, and also placed a storage bag underneath it, handing it to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao, who had a cold expression, was stunned to see this.

He unceremoniously accepted the token and used his spiritual sense to probe the storage bag, discovering that there were quite a few spirit stones.

Only then did Wang Hao's expression soften slightly, and he smiled: “Not bad, quite clever.”

“This Sect Founding Token is not of a high grade. First-order spiritual veins are no longer available, so you can only choose a place with defective spiritual veins to establish your sect.”

“Choose a place on this map, I suggest you choose a location in the northeast direction.”

After he finished speaking, he handed a map to Han Xuanyu and ignored him.

“Thank you, Senior!”

Hearing about the defective spiritual veins, Han Xuanyu felt ominous, but he still braced himself and thanked him.

Han Xuanyu took the map and saw that the edges around the map were covered with densely packed sect symbols.

The sect symbols decreased and increased in size from the outside in.

The northeast of the map was a coastal area, with hundreds of sects in total, leaving few places to establish a sect.

This made Han Xuanyu very embarrassed. He secretly glanced at Wang Hao, seeing him closing his eyes to rest, as if he couldn't hear or see.

Han Xuanyu sighed helplessly and took out another storage bag, placing it under the map and handing it to Wang Hao again.

“Senior, this junior is dull and doesn't know which place in the northeast direction is suitable for establishing a sect?”

Wang Hao lazily opened his eyes, naturally accepting the storage bag, and then quickly pointed to a place on the map.

“Choose here, there used to be a sect built here, the spiritual veins barely count as first-order, it's just that it declined, you can clean it up and move in.”

“In addition, I see that you don't really understand the significance of establishing a sect in Great Zhou.”

“Since you gave me two bags of spirit stones, I will tell you.”

“Sect Founding Tokens have four grades, corresponding to the Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul sects.”

“Your Sect Founding Token is for a Qi Refining sect, and because there are too many Qi Refining sects.”

“The Great Zhou Myriad Sect Alliance has decided that Golden Core sects will supervise the Qi Refining sects within their jurisdiction.”

“Every thirty years, Qi Refining sects must compete once.”

“Only the top one hundred can continue to retain their original sects. Those who lose must either join other Qi Refining sects or return to being rogue cultivators.”

“And the winning Qi Refining sects can annex the losing Qi Refining sects.”

“Now, this time has changed, once every fifteen years.”

Han Xuanyu was fine at the beginning, but he completely lost his composure when he heard the end. “Isn't this raising Gu? Qi Refining cultivators have no human rights!”

However, Han Xuanyu wasn't too worried, because he could definitely reach Foundation Establishment within fifteen years, so he tentatively asked: “What about Foundation Establishment sects?”

Wang Hao coldly snorted: “What I've told you is enough, deal with the rest yourself.”

“This is the Great Zhou Sect Token, you will refine it with your blood when the time comes, and someone will naturally notify you…”

After he finished speaking, he threw a blue token to Han Xuanyu and left.

Han Xuanyu accepted the token and sighed silently, “Uncle Zhao, the Sect Founding Token you gave me is a bit of a pit…”