The Art of Rank!
Although learning spells generally doesn't require many trading points, the opportunity is rare, and it would be terrible if you didn't have enough trading points.
We still need to sell some things...
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Five hundred miles away from Qingyun Sect,
Qing Dynasty Imperial City
Soldiers patrolled everywhere inside the city walls.
At each of the major outposts, there are also Foundation Establishment experts stationed to guard against assassinations by enemy nations.
But beneath this seemingly impenetrable defense, a black figure moved with unparalleled ease, walking in the shadows along the wall.
Ye Feng watched a troop of soldiers pass by, seized the opportunity, and leaped onto the palace roof beams.
Damn, that was so exciting...
There might even be a Golden Core cultivator inside the palace; one wouldn't dare release their divine sense at all.
However, thanks to his maxed-out concealment technique, no one could detect him unless they looked directly at him.
Even ordinary Golden Elixir won't work!
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It was already late at night.
Emperor Qingchao, Zhao Chengyuan, was still reviewing memorials.
As the ruler of a cultivation dynasty, his task was not only to ensure the survival of ordinary people throughout the land.
They also need to coordinate the relationship between cultivators and ordinary people, as well as guard the surrounding territories.
The Qingyun Sect's designated territory was one thousand li, but the Qing Dynasty's territory extended far beyond the Qingyun Sect's boundaries.
There are also relatively barren areas outside the sect's territory.
The area was teeming with independent cultivators and rife with bandits.
It was both a no-man's-land among the sects and a place where he, as the emperor, had no choice but to intervene.
If left unchecked, these regions could gain influence, potentially jeopardizing trade and communication.
Countless rogue cultivators and bandits, after committing major crimes, would flee to other places, and even sects couldn't deal with them...
Disciples from sects mostly stay within the sect's territory.
If they wanted to manage those barren lands, they could only send cultivators supported by the royal family, or spend a huge sum of money to hire others.
"If only the clan had more Foundation Establishment cultivators..."
The Zhao family, the royal family of the Qing Kingdom, are the descendants of True Monarch Lian Yue, who self-destructed the formation and perished together with the enemy.
The family has basically never entered the Qingyun Sect.
After all, what the royal family needs are people loyal to the Zhao family, not a disciple of a sect.
Zhao Chengyuan was only thinking about it; Foundation Establishment Pills had always been controlled by the sects. If all the tax revenue was used to buy Foundation Establishment Pills, then his reign as emperor would be over very soon...
Just then, a voice rang out from above.
"Are you interested in the Foundation Building Fruit Tree?"
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"That's fucking exciting..."
Looking at the 2.1 million transaction points on the panel, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile broadly.
Foundation Building Fruit, the regular price is 50,000 spirit stones.
However, these are under normal circumstances. In reality, most Foundation Establishment Fruit Trees are controlled by sects, and very few are released to the outside world.
Selling the fruit trees for 2 million was still a bit of a loss.
Keep in mind that these fruits can be produced every year. As long as the spiritual energy is sufficient, one fruit can be harvested annually. Even if sold directly, it would take forty years to break even.
Even a rogue cultivator at the Golden Core stage could establish their own sect based on this.
However, the emperor only had this much wealth, and Ye Feng dared not let him go out to raise money, so he had to stop while he was ahead.
With these two million trading points, I can exchange them for another boost to my cultivation. Let alone forty years, even ten years would be enough to multiply it tenfold or a hundredfold.
Golden Core and Foundation Establishment are two different concepts...
Everything is ready now, we're just waiting for the secret realm to open!
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The day the secret realm opens is fast approaching.
This time, the servants who were promoted to outer disciples will not receive this treatment.
Aside from the top three in this competition, the rest are other inner disciples who obtained their status through merit points.
"Senior Brother!"
"Senior Brother!"
The winner was named Ma Yan. He was rather sturdy and had a somewhat simple and honest appearance.
The second place winner was Xu Song. He was rather thin and looked rather shrewd.
However, both of them treated Ye Feng with utmost respect and were completely convinced of his abilities.
Ye Feng didn't care about this form of address; he simply nodded to the two of them as a greeting.
"Hmph... He really doesn't know his own limitations, daring to call himself Senior Brother!"
Upon hearing this title, murmurs of discussion arose from the senior disciples nearby.
"Hehe...maybe he's invincible in Qi Refining?"
"Invincible in Qi Refining? Hahaha..."
...
The elders activated the formation inside, while the disciples waited outside in three groups.
A group of veteran disciples and a group of disciples who had just left the mountain; Ye Feng and his two companions were together.
Hearing the laughter coming from the other side, Ma Yan and his companion both showed indignation, but dared not utter a sound.
The difference between the tenth level of Qi Refining and the seventh level is similar to the difference between the mid-stage and late-stage Qi Refining levels.
Even if Ye Feng is the absolute champion of their generation, it's impossible for him to fight someone of a higher level...
"Hey? Kid, are you our inner sect's senior disciple? Should I bow to you when I see you in the future?"
Ye Feng turned his head and looked at him. This person did resemble Elder Liao Lao of the Law Enforcement Clan somewhat; they both had dead fish eyes.
The young man, however, looked up at the sky, with an air of "Come at me if you dare!"
Ye Fengyun said calmly,
"You're right! Remember to bow when you see me next time."
"you....!"
Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, not only was the man speechless, but everyone else also showed expressions of surprise.
"What? You're not convinced? Then come to the Dividing Platform!"
Ye Feng's eyes were like knives, fixed intently on his opponent.
Liao Wen pointed at Ye Feng, mumbled a few words, and finally lowered his hand, turning his gaze to the side.
"Hmph, I can't be bothered arguing with you..."
He had observed Ye Feng's battle from the sidelines. Judging from Ye Feng's water shield technique, which resembled a tortoise shell, and his instantaneous water ball technique, even someone at the ninth level of Qi Refining wouldn't dare say they could win decisively.
Moreover, Ye Feng might have other methods up his sleeve.
Moreover, even if he wins, his level of skill is higher, so the victory would still be dishonest.
Losing... would be incredibly embarrassing.
Ye Feng stood still, his expression still calm and composed.
Ma Yan and Xu Song were greatly excited, and their gazes toward Ye Feng were filled with even greater respect.
Soon, a summons came from inside, and everyone followed the Foundation Establishment Deacon into the sect leader's inner chamber.
After passing through a swirling blue vortex, a wave of dizziness subsided.
Ye Feng was already standing in a green, open field.
Wow... such a strong spiritual aura!
"I feel like the bottleneck is loosening up a bit!"
Ma Yan and Xu Song's faces lit up with joy, wishing they could sit down and start cultivating immediately.
Ye Feng's eyes, however, were fixed on the spiritual herbs in front of him.
This vast expanse is filled with Mysterious Heart Grass, and over there, Purple Heart Bamboo, and Green Vine Fruit...
One plant costs hundreds or even thousands of spirit stones. How much is that worth?
"You are forbidden to approach the edge of the secret realm. There is spatial power there. If you get close, you will be reduced to ashes. Do not trample on the spiritual herbs. Now, follow me!"
Two Foundation Establishment deacons were in charge of this secret realm harvesting, and also looked after them.
The edge of the secret realm was a gray, chaotic expanse, with occasional flashes of white lines that looked ominous.
Judging by appearance, this secret realm is about ten square kilometers in area.
Such a small piece of spiritual herb is worth millions of spirit stones. If you add it all up, it might be worth tens of billions.
No wonder those sects are constantly at war; the rewards for destroying a sect are just too great...
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