My Daoist partner helps me cultivate immortality

Young friend Lin...why don't you come to see the Qingyang Sect?!

Chapter Thirty-Six: The Golden Elixir Conference

The Golden Core elder of the Qingyang Sect stood up with a flick of his sleeve.

He said coldly, "No need."

"Tell that the young man to come to my door and apologize in person."

"Yes, senior..."

Deacon Sun watched the departing Qingyang Sect elder, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

Young friend Lin...aren't you going to sell your flying boat?

How could he miss such a crucial meeting when he was on the verge of reaching an agreement with the Qingyang Sect?

Now look what's happened, I've offended someone.

Deacon Sun sensed something was amiss.

It wasn't until the afternoon, when the great formation covered the entire Qingyang Sect, that Steward Sun hurriedly connected with Lin Ye's communication talisman.

"Young friend Lin, what exactly happened?"

"The plan has changed; the flying boat will no longer be sold to the Qingyang Sect."

Lin Ye then asked, "Steward Sun, if a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator plans to destroy the Qingyang Sect in three months and only allows cultivators with beast bloodlines to leave, does your Wanbao Pavilion have any channels to send ordinary cultivators away?"

"Young friend Lin, what did you say?!"

Deacon Sun's heart raced, and he quickly recovered, saying, "That depends on which faction this late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator comes from..."

“It comes from Demon Emperor Mountain.”

Deacon Sun immediately caught his breath.

Wanbaolou is a neutral force.

However, based on the attitude of the four continents towards cultivators with the bloodline of exotic beasts, the relationship with the Demon Emperor Mountain was only so-so, not particularly good.

Deacon Sun choked for a moment, then said, "We can talk, but I can't guarantee anything."

"Young friend Lin, is this true...?"

he asked shakily.

Lin Ye said, "Deacon Sun, you'd better get ready!"

The message was disconnected.

At this moment, Lin Ye was not far from the inner circle of the Qingyang Sect's grand formation.

The inner side of the plaza, which had been divided in two by the great formation, was bustling with people.

This is the testing site for the alien beast bloodline.

Demon Emperor Mountain gave them three months.

During this period, cultivators who can identify the bloodline of exotic beasts using a crystal ball will be allowed to register and then board the flying boat of Demon Emperor Mountain to leave together.

Lin Ye took his three Daoist partners to the test, and he, Chu Yingying, and Gu Yuesheng quickly obtained the certificates.

Looking at the faint lines on the back of her hand, Chu Yingying looked at Gongshu Yan with some anxiety.

"Senior Gongshu, why don't you give it a try too?"

"No need..."

Gongshu Yan's face was somewhat pale.

"I know, I don't have the bloodline of a mythical beast!"

Immediately, all four of them felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Lin Ye understood that his master did have the bloodline of a strange beast, but her white tiger bloodline was too thin.

It cannot be detected!

Lin Ye did know a way to help his master pass the test.

If Lin Ye can develop his master's White Tiger (bloodline) to 500 experience points, he can probably barely reach the level that can be detected by the crystal instrument.

Three months...

Lin Ye took a deep breath.

He had never felt such powerlessness in the matter of dual cultivation.

Dual cultivation should not be neglected.

I'll try my best! But we also have to explore other channels.

Lin Ye gripped Gongshu Yan's hand tightly: "I'll think of a way."

"There are no secrets in the world. I don't believe that Demon Emperor Mountain would not leave any loopholes for a powerful force like Wanbaolou."

"Master, don't be afraid!"

Gongshu Yan's eyes shimmered with a deep tenderness.

Good disciple...

If I hadn't met Lin Ye.

In this vast Qingyang Sect, not a single person seemed concerned for my life or death.

Back home, Lin Ye dialed Deacon Sun's number again.

“Steward Sun, although the Grade 3 flying boats are no longer for sale, the first batch of tickets has already sold out. Ninety-nine percent of the passengers are of beast bloodline, with a few other ordinary cultivators as well. I have an idea.”

"Let's just forget about that."

"Could we communicate with the powerful figure from Demon Emperor Mountain and have him convey this message to the Nascent Soul Ancestor, so that he can let our flying boat leave directly?"

"In the eyes of those who bought tickets, this flying boat was originally the work of Demon Emperor Mountain. Do you think there is room for negotiation on this matter?"

Steward Sun was startled.

If Lin Xiaoyou's plan succeeds.

Wouldn't it be easy to stuff a few cultivators with non-exotic beast bloodlines into a large flying ship with a capacity of 10,000 people?

The enormous profits behind it...

And at this point, it sounds promising, as long as the right person is found...

"Good!" Deacon Sun said with delight, "I will do my best in this matter. I will communicate with my superiors and ask them to contact Demon Emperor Mountain!"

"Young friend Lin, if this matter succeeds—you will have done a great deed!"

Lin Ye nodded: "As soon as possible, I'll take Master to contact the Refiners' Guild now."

"You two families, join us in negotiating with Demon Emperor Mountain."

Deacon Sun swallowed hard: "Young friend, you've thought this through. I'll contact my superiors right now!"

The phone hangs up.

Lin Ye rushed home without stopping, then took his master and headed to the Refiner's Guild.

Gongshu Yan watched as Lin Ye busied himself with things for him.

My nose tingled, and tears involuntarily streamed down my face.

"Master, don't be afraid..."

Lin Ye gripped Gongshu Yan's hand tightly, as if to give her strength and support.

The Refiners Guild, a branch of the Qingyang Sect.

The branch president stood with his hands behind his back, gazing wistfully at the distant, fourth-grade high-level formation, the Crane Formation: "Ha, everyone's trapped inside, unable to get out!"

The assistant said anxiously, "President, please stop sighing..."

"Contact Demon Emperor Mountain immediately!"

"Don't rush, rushing won't help."

The branch president turned around with her hands behind her back and suddenly saw Gongshu Yan appear at the door with her apprentice.

He sighed.

"Gongshu Yan, what brings you here?"

"Senior," Lin Ye stepped forward and clasped his hands in greeting, "We have important matters to discuss. We have a Grade 3 flying boat!"

Lin Ye and the branch president quickly explained the matter.

"Now, we need the presence of our seniors and the senior executives of Wanbaolou to give us an edge."

"If this succeeds, countless ordinary cultivators will be grateful for your kindness."

A look of horror flashed in the branch president's eyes.

He had only recently broken through to the third rank, yet he was already able to build a third-rank flying boat.

This talent, born with it!

Her apprentice is truly capable...

The branch president sighed, "Alright, I'll attend the meeting. When exactly?"

"Please wait a moment, senior. I'll ask right away."

Lin Ye dialed Steward Sun's number and learned that Wanbaolou's Golden Core cultivator had arranged to meet with the people from Demon Emperor Mountain that evening.

"Meet me at the top floor of Wanbaolou at the hour of You (5-7 PM) today."

Lin Ye clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Senior, I will be attending with my master. Please take the seat of honor at the head of the table. We'll see you later."

"...Take care."

The branch president sat back in his chair, utterly shocked.

He turned his head to look at the terrifying, emerald-green array outside the window.

Even with my status, I might not be able to get this done so quickly.

To be able to organize such high-level talks at the Qi Refining stage... that's really impressive!

No wonder Gongshu Yan wanted to take him as his disciple; wasn't this like picking up an external brain?

The assistant muttered behind him, "I heard that young friend Lin has a close relationship with Master."

The branch president's face stiffened, and he said, "This is truly immoral and has lost all moral compass!"

You hour on that day.

Wanbaolou has prepared a banquet.

The Demon Emperor Mountain, Wanbao Tower, and the Refiner Guild all sent Golden Core cultivators to the event, creating a powerful atmosphere. The banquet featured extremely luxurious wines and dishes.

Seated in the host's seat were Golden Core cultivators from Demon Emperor Mountain.

It was Lin Ye who had met the person holding the accuser at Young Master Chu's house.

He saw Lin Ye again and was quite surprised: "Young friend...?"

Lin Ye clasped his hands in a fist and smiled, "Senior, we meet again."

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Marriage Alliance

at the banquet.

Lin Ye was dressed entirely in third-grade spiritual artifacts, exuding a nouveau riche style.

But ultimately, can someone in the Qi Refining stage participate in a meeting with a Golden Core expert?

Sitting at the very bottom of the table, Deacon Sun trembled, thinking, "Young friend Lin, it would be extremely disrespectful for people like us to speak first in this setting!"

The reaction of the Golden Core cultivator from Demon Emperor Mountain was different from what everyone had imagined.

He and Lin Ye had met once before in Young Master Chu's courtyard.