Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chen Zichuanʼs expression was serene as he spoke in a grave tone, ”Grandmaster Yue asked when you are going to the Purple Sun Sect?”

Caught off guard by the question, Zhao Shengʼs smile faded as he pondered for a long while, ultimately unable to give a definitive time.

An hour later, the Mountain Shifting Cloud Boat gently lifted off the ground, ascending into the air. In the blink of an eye, it shrank to a speck and then vanished into the distant horizon.

”Letʼs go! Now itʼs our turn to set off.”

Zhao Sheng turned and nodded to Zhao Jinding, Zhao Jijian, and others with various expressions, then took the lead towards Unity Hall.

The Zhao Family didnʼt have the vast wealth and influence of the Sky Sun Sword Sect.

Among the remaining population of over forty thousand Zhao Clan Members, the main branch alone had more than three thousand direct relatives within five generations.

How to safely relocate these nearly three thousand relatives to Southern Border Taifu Mountain became the greatest challenge facing the main branch of the Zhao Family.

Inspired by the Sky Sun Sword Sect, Zhao Sheng, Zhao Jijian, and Zhao Jinding, after several discussions, decided to take a substantial portion of the proceeds from selling their family assets and lease a Heavenly Eagle Cloud Boat from the Vast Sect.

Just this rental expense exceeded one hundred thousand Spirit Stones.

It was only thanks to the Zhao Familyʼs prudent management over three hundred years and their considerable wealth that they could barely afford this cost.

Thereʼs no need for further details.

Two months later, at Unity Hall on Yanyue Island

After paying homage to their ancestors and collecting the ancestral tablets into a Storage Bag, Zhao Sheng and the others boarded the Heavenly Eagle Cloud Boat docked at Yanyue Island.

A moment later, a silver-white giant boat over a hundred zhang long and ten zhang high, roared into the sky, swiftly heading south.

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Time flies, the years pass like a shuttle! In the blink of an eye, five years had passed.

Halfway up Taifu Mountain, Nameless Small Building.

In the quiet room, Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged, eyes tightly closed, each hand clutching a fist-sized blue Crystal Stone.

Against the dim background, the blue Crystal Stone emitted strands of Blue Light, which were then gradually absorbed into Zhao Shengʼs body and ultimately merged into his Core Energy Sea.

It was unknown how much time passed until with a few soft crackles,

The blue Crystal Stones in Zhao Shengʼs hands suddenly shattered into a pile of Crystal Grains.

A few breaths later, Zhao Sheng slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of blue light quickly disappeared from his pupils.

After ceasing cultivation, a smile of uncontrollable delight suddenly appeared on Zhao Shengʼs face.

The Lanshui Stone, being a Mid-grade Spirit Stone, exceeded his expectations.

With only two pieces, he had successfully advanced to the Qi Refining Fifth Layer.

Stepping out of the quiet room, Zhao Sheng slowly walked through the front courtyard of the small building.

Upon leaving the courtyard, the first thing that caught his eye was a deep and tranquil green pond nearby.

At that moment, a gurgling stream wound down from the mountain, feeding into the green pond.

The overflowing spring water then followed a stone channel through the mountains, eventually joining the Jade Water at the foot of the mountain.

Jade Water was a small river, three zhang wide, flowing downstream from between the northwestern mountains, curving around Taifu Mountain to create three river bends, and finally winding its way to the Biluo River a hundred miles away.

Zhao Sheng strolled to the edge of the mountainside, looking down at the landscape below.

From afar, the winding Jade Water dissected the plains and valleys at the foot of Taifu Mountain into two distinct areas, large and small.

On one side of the mountain, the land was flat and neatly divided into hundreds of acres of spirit fields, laden with spirit grain, Golden Pistil, Three-colored Flowers, Spirit Ginseng, and other spirit grains and Medicinal Herbs.

On the side near Taifu Mountain, from the foot to the summit covered in greenery, lush peach forests stretched across the mountains, with clusters of light red, pink, and light purple peach blossoms interspersed among the trees.

The mountain breeze wafted gently, carrying rich floral scents that continuously poured into Zhao Shengʼs nostrils, making him feel refreshed and cheerful in that moment.

As the poem attests: