"Master, how is the situation at the mountain gate?"

The immortal sat atop the clouds, playing with a delicate jade seal, communicating with his master and gathering information across an endless distance.

You can come back now!

When Feng Bingwen inquired further, Zhao Junxian was brief and to the point. He had nothing to say about his disciple leaving the sect during its time of crisis, as it was his own arrangement. Why would someone with such weak cultivation get involved?

"Okay, I'll go back in a while!"

"Um!"

"By the way, Master, I successfully transcended the tribulation!"

"..."

"I am already a cultivator at the Cave Profound Realm!"

"..."

The young Taoist priest sitting on the jade platform fell silent upon hearing the message emanating from the jade seal.

Although he had long been prepared for his disciples to catch up, when the day came, he still felt somewhat complicated. After all, as one's cultivation level becomes more profound, achieving a breakthrough requires years of accumulation, and talent alone can no longer make up for the gap in time.

How many mediocre talents can reach the realm of human immortals? Even those with mediocre talent can be transformed after accumulating and evolving through the five realms.

Therefore, even if Zhao Junxian was born with the potential to become an immortal, after breaking through to become a human immortal, he could no longer expect to accumulate enough resources, open up a blessed land, and become an earth immortal in such a short time as before.

It can only be said that his extraordinary talent, coupled with the blessed land of the Supreme Dao, can accelerate this process, but it is impossible to shorten it to just a few years. Attaining the Dao and seeking truth is not that easy.

"Master, are you listening?"

Unable to get a response, Feng Bingwen continued his harassment relentlessly.

He remembered that according to the rules of the Supreme Dao, once he reached this level, he could step down and relinquish his position as the Supreme Dao Child. As for whether there would be a successor, that was a matter for the Dao Master to worry about, and had nothing to do with him.

All he knew was that once he stepped into the path of immortality, even if it was just a small step, he would receive preferential treatment from the Supreme Dao's resources and support in other areas, such as the blessed land left behind by the Dao Venerable.

This is completely incomparable to the blessed land left behind by the Earth Immortal. Although they are both called blessed lands, they are worlds apart in essence. The latter was created by the Dao Venerable using the remains of innate gods and demons.

Otherwise, this master, who used to like to wander around, wouldn't have stayed obediently in the sect after passing the tribulation of becoming an immortal, never leaving the main gate or stepping outside.

There's no way around it; the Daoist blessed land is too tempting. Moreover, no matter who it is, even if they have status and position, they cannot hold onto it for long. When the time comes, they must give it up so that future generations can comprehend the Great Dao and accumulate knowledge.

"I am here!"

After calming himself down, Zhao Junxian quickly emerged from the complicated emotions of his disciple catching up with him. After all, in terms of age, he wasn't much older than Feng Bingwen. To ordinary cultivators, they were more like fellow disciples than master and disciple.

Moreover, being caught up and surpassed by one's disciple is, in some ways, not necessarily a bad thing. The student surpasses the teacher, which is a source of pride for the teacher.

"I will report your breakthrough to the Dao Lord. You should return as soon as possible and not linger outside. The Dao Lord will arrange a blessed land for you. After you take over, your cultivation will be stabilized very quickly."

Zhao Junxian had no worries at all that her disciple would falsify his cultivation level and trusted him completely.

"good!"

Feng Bingwen agreed without hesitation. Although he was planning to roam freely in the mortal world without regard for cause and effect and to make large-scale interventions, he ended up encountering the demonic forces that were causing havoc in Donghua Continent.

This gave him the opportunity to extend his reach beyond the Nine Provinces. Now that he had a more stable source of good deeds, and with almost no karmic consequences—since he was also a mortal enemy of the demonic path, why not kill them!

Before returning to the sect, Feng Bingwen went to see his eldest disciple. This disciple was cultivating and honing his skills diligently in the Dragon-Snake Secret Realm, and his youthful face looked much more mature than usual.

The reason for this is that Feng Bingwen left. When Feng Bingwen was in the secret realm, the cultivators of the Dragon Snake Sect had to give him some face. They not only fulfilled all of Wang Shu's requests, but also gave him some leeway when they sparred.

After Feng Bingwen left, this girl, who had been wandering around the secular world, dealing with some scoundrels and unsavory characters, and whose confidence had become inflated, suffered a real hardship!

The cultivators of the Dragon Serpent Sect naturally dared not make any demands regarding the supply of cultivation resources; they would arrange whatever was needed. However, when it came to combat, they were not as reserved as before and would act as they pleased.

The girl's aptitude for cultivation had already been reduced to the bare minimum by her previous life, meaning she only had exceptional comprehension.

However, to transform this comprehension into cultivation and magical abilities, one needs to calm down and accumulate it slowly over time. But this little girl is too restless and cannot calm down.

Now that she has truly experienced the harsh realities of cultivation, the girl has become more obedient. After much reflection, she has begun to study diligently, determined not to embarrass her master.

The girl, who was only a little over ten years old, had a strong competitive spirit and excessive self-confidence. She firmly believed that as long as she worked hard, she would definitely be able to sweep away the Dragon Snake Cult. It was only a matter of time, after all, her master was the Supreme Daoist!

Feng Bingwen naturally wouldn't expose his eldest disciple's thoughts. To be honest, with such talent, if it weren't for the arrangements in his previous life, he would be incredibly lucky to become a cultivator. Some second-rate sects wouldn't even look at him.

"master!"

Seeing the young Taoist priest suddenly appear before her, shaping a ball of flame into the shape of a girl he desired, she was startled, but then a look of joy appeared on her face.

"Your cultivation progress is too slow!"

Upon glancing at his eldest disciple, Feng Bingwen's face immediately showed disdain.

When he left, the disciple's cultivation level was as follows. When he returned, the disciple's cultivation level had not changed much. Oh, upon closer inspection, the true qi in the disciple's body had increased by a tiny bit, almost negligible.

This is quite normal for ordinary cultivators. Powerful cultivation and profound realms are accumulated little by little through years of practice and meditation.

However, for Feng Bingwen, who had almost achieved instant success, such a cultivation progress was far too slow, to the point of being unbearable. And given his disciple's limited aptitude, there was nothing he could do.

Following the prescribed path of cultivation is definitely not going to work. Otherwise, with his eldest disciple's aptitude, even if all the resources were exhausted, he probably wouldn't be able to reach the Transcendent Realm, which allows a cultivator's physique to undergo a complete transformation.

What if you lack talent? Of course, you can refine pills and take medicine! This is also a broad road to immortality. Countless cultivators have completely changed their fate by making up for their lack of talent through pills.

"Practice these spells first!"

Feng Bingwen pointed his finger and transformed his casual insights from his cultivation and enlightenment into a truly lethal spell. He then stuffed it all into his disciple's head. This spell involved some techniques for manipulating spiritual energy, which would be beneficial for both cultivation and combat.

"By the way, are you interested in alchemy?"

After thinking it over, Feng Bingwen still felt it was better to let his disciples support themselves, while he could provide resources.

Originally, he wanted to arrange everything so that his disciples could just laze around and wait to die. However, he himself didn't want to delve into the troublesome and laborious Dao of alchemy. As for the five guardian spirits, they were really unhelpful. He had to summon them to fight from time to time, so he didn't have time to let them figure these things out.

Well, as for the purpose of his trip to Jiuwei Mountain, given what he had done in this immortal sect, Feng Bingwen was too embarrassed to bring it up.

"The Dao of Alchemy? I'm interested!"

Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's question, Wang Shu paused for a moment, then her eyes lit up, and she nodded repeatedly.

Alchemists—there are only three alchemists in the entire Dragon Serpent Sect. They are not strong, but their status is second only to the sect leader. As for the apprentices who learn alchemy from them, they are all weaklings who can't even beat her, but their status is above all other disciples.

This small example illustrates the high status and treatment of alchemists in the cultivation world. Wang Shu didn't care about anything else; her goal of becoming an alchemist was simple: to refine pills for herself and consume them. She believed that her cultivation level would then rise rapidly, and her master would no longer look down on her.

"It's good that you're interested. But if you ever dare to say you don't want to learn in the future, don't blame your master for being ruthless!"

Feng Bingwen put on a stern face. Although interest is the best teacher, some things can be worn away as you learn them, no matter how much interest you have. You can only rely on willpower and perseverance.

"Please, Master, bestow upon me the Dharma!"

Wang Shu performed a grand salute, her small heart pounding in her chest; she was somewhat excited.

"Not at the moment!"

"ah!"

Wang Shu looked up in surprise, staring blankly at her master.

"I don't know alchemy!"

"..."

The girl remained silent, but her eyes, filled with resentment, silently conveyed her meaning.

If you don't have it, why are you asking her this question? Aren't you just making fun of her?

"I need to go back to the sect. I'll consult a senior sister who can refine elixirs and ask her for her insights on alchemy!"

The resentment in the girl's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by joy and a hint of anticipation.

"Master, can you take me with you?"

"no!"

Feng Bingwen coldly and ruthlessly rejected his disciple's request.

"Why? I am also your disciple, why can't I go back to the sect with you?"

"Because you're too weak!"

Feng Bingwen replied coldly, no longer caring about the girl's fragile self-esteem.

"Taking you back will only make me a laughingstock in the sect; you'll embarrass me!"

"..."

Hearing Feng Bingwen's cold and ruthless words, the girl pursed her lips, her eyes welling up with tears. These words were simply too cruel to her.

"Only true immortals and the most outstanding geniuses are qualified to enter the Supreme Path. All ordinary people are not qualified to enter!"

"Master, if you think bringing me to your door would be embarrassing for you, then why did you take me as your disciple in the first place?"

Above the High Heavens

"Your comprehension is good, but I'm very disappointed that you haven't been able to calmly cultivate yourself all these years!"

Feng Bingwen's words were harsh. He turned and disappeared before the girl, leaving only his voice behind.

"I hope you won't let yourself down, and more importantly, I hope you won't make me feel that my decision to take you on as a disciple was a mistake. Take care of yourself!"

"master!"

Looking at the empty, quiet room before her, the girl, who had suffered a series of blows, stood up, clenched her fists, and her eyes hardened.

"I will definitely study hard and live up to your expectations!"

"not bad!"

Above the Dragon-Snake Secret Realm, Feng Bingwen looked at his disciple's performance in the secret chamber and nodded slightly.

Aside from her exceptional talent in comprehension, especially in controlling spiritual power, this eldest disciple possessed an extremely firm will. Simple words were not enough to discourage her; on the contrary, they only fueled her desire to win.

"In that case, there's no need to protect them too much; they can be given appropriate training!"

Feng Bingwen muttered to himself, then turned and left the Dragon-Snake Secret Realm. He had already begun preparing the script in his mind.

Of course, he couldn't remain a protector forever. Once these reincarnated gods regained their strength to a certain level, their memories would begin to resurface, and they would be able to take over everything without him having to do anything.

As for what specific realm he should recover to, Feng Bingwen had no idea. The second brother in green robes had not told him, so Feng Bingwen could only optimistically guess that it might be the Cave Profound Realm.

Putting aside his many distracting thoughts, Feng Bingwen quickly returned to the Supreme Dao. The process was simple: he simply used the spiritual energy on his body to crack open the void and take a shortcut back.

Upon returning to the Taishangdang Mountain Gate, aside from the overwhelming spiritual energy that transformed into a misty haze, Feng Bingwen was somewhat surprised to find that everything within the gate had returned to normal, just as he remembered. It was as if the arrival of the extraterrestrial behemoth was merely an illusion, a dreamlike illusion.

But whether it was just his imagination or not, Feng Bingwen felt that the spiritual energy in the mountain gate seemed to be a bit denser than before he left, and the mountain ranges of several familiar towering immortal mountains seemed to have become even more majestic.

However, before Feng Bingwen could investigate whether his own mountain gate had truly changed because of that giant beast, boundless darkness spread before his eyes, obscuring everything. Then, a fairy island with divine trees rooted in it appeared before him.

"He has indeed broken through to the Profound Realm!"

Before Feng Bingwen could react, he found himself sitting at a low table, with a jade cup emitting a delicate aroma of tea in front of him.

"The innate primordial energy of gods and demons is truly profound and boundless, allowing you to so easily step onto the path of immortality. That's quite impressive!"

"..."

Hearing the sighs of the Dao Lord whose face was obscured, Feng Bingwen was startled.