Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

By now, it had been quite a while since Chu Zheng last helped Fu Quanliang remove his elixir poisoning.

From this, it was evident that in his absence, Fu Quanliang had deliberately restrained himself from consuming too many elixirs.

Chu Zheng did not hesitate and chose to repair, withdrawing his hand thereafter.

Fu Quanliang suddenly felt his body lighten, his Dantian relax considerably, and his Mana flowed smoothly, he immediately understood:

"Thank you, Saint Heir."

"No need to call me Saint Heir, between you and me, there's no need for thanks, lest it create distance. These days have indeed been busy, and I haven't visited you earlier."

Chu Zheng reached out to support Fu Quanliang who was about to bow again: "How are you doing in Taixuan? Have you adapted well?"

"The elders treat me very well."

Fu Quanliang nodded repeatedly, whether it was any of the elders, they all spoke to him with respect, not merely seeing him as an ordinary disciple.

Without needing much thought, he could understand why.

Because behind him stood Chu Zheng, the current Taixuan Holy Son in front of him.

"Focus on your cultivation and take elixirs without worries, you can get the elixirs from the Alchemy Hall. I'll speak with Elder Gong later, and next time I come back, I'll help you remove the elixir poisoning."

After saying this, Chu Zheng turned his head, looking toward a group of junior disciples who were stealthily peeking this way, and said gently:

"Taking care of so many disciples is not easy, thank you for your efforts."

If Fu Quanliang weren't there, he would have to spend some unnecessary time on these children.

The only one who could get close to these children now was Fu Quanliang, and by the time this batch of disciples grew up, bearing the flag of Taixuan Holy Land, Fu Quanliang's status in Taixuan would undoubtedly be solid as gold.

By then, Chu Zheng might no longer be in the Cangyun Realm, but as long as Taixuan still stands, Fu Quanliang's life would be free of worries.

Upon hearing this, Fu Quanliang repeatedly waved his hand: "You overstate it, it is just taking care of some children."

At this moment, Fu Quanliang's heart was filled with gratitude towards Chu Zheng.

Without Chu Zheng, he would have died long ago at the Song Family, as the worst Lower Quality Immortal Bone, unnoticed and forgotten within a few years, with no one to even remember him.

In the past, he was just an Outer Sect Disciple of the Phantom Spirit Sect, unable to offend any fellow disciple with a bit of background and strength, always treading on thin ice.

Now, he had become the chief of the Inner Sect in Taixuan, and when walking outside, those Divine Infant Great Abilities in Taixuan City had to lower their heads when speaking to him, not daring to underestimate him.

In just one year, Chu Zheng had helped him achieve a status leap he could never have achieved in his lifetime, and that was the difference.

Glancing at the many disciples who didn't dare to come close, Chu Zheng did not stay any longer and turned to leave.

Forcing interactions with these children could have the opposite effect. With Fu Quanliang here, it was enough, as all the disciples liked him now.

As soon as Chu Zheng left, a crowd of children surrounded him, their faces curious:

"Senior Brother Fu, are you very familiar with the Saint Heir?"

"What did the Saint Heir come here for?"

"Is it to select for the Inner Sect?"

"The Saint Heir looks to be only a few years older than me, how old is he this year?"

Quickly coming back to his senses, Fu Quanliang did not answer but waved his hand and scolded lightly:

"Scatter, scatter, why ask so many questions, go back to your Cultivation! How many days are left until the time for Fire Refining? Are you wasting your time here, do you still want to enter the Inner Sect?"

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After leaving the martial training ground, Chu Zheng greeted Gong Rulong and then headed to the Artifact Refining Hall.

He wanted to recreate the Town Immortal Mace; he needed a high-grade semi-finished item as the embryo for the magical treasure and then imprint it with "law-breaking" talismatic patterns himself.

The level of the Town Immortal Mace was gradually unable to keep up with the pace of his Cultivation improvement, as relying solely on Yuan Qi nurturing was indeed too slow.

It was better to refine it anew, as the best Artifact Refining Grandmaster in the Southern Region was right there in Taixuan, it would be wasteful not to use such resources at hand.

The head of the Artifact Refining Hall, Qi Ying, appeared nearly seventy, of medium stature, with half-white hair, and was at the Mid-Stage of Tongxuan Realm, likewise nearing the end of his life.

Upon hearing that Chu Zheng needed an artifact embryo, and after asking for the requirements, Qi Ying immediately selected Spirit Mines and began the refining process.

Chu Zheng stayed in the Artifact Refining Hall for a whole three days until Qi Ying finally emerged, holding a jade mace wrapped with a red gold edge, exuding a dense Spiritual Light, lacking only the formation patterns to be completed.

"Saint Heir, take a look, does it meet your satisfaction?"

Chu Zheng took it, feeling its heavy weight, and received a prompt on his interface shortly after.

[Artifact Embryo (Fifth Order): An excellent quality artifact embryo by a master craftsman, only lacking array engraving to become a weapon, capable of becoming a Top Quality Magical Treasure, with a possibility of Spiritual Awakening.]

A Fifth Order artifact embryo, nurturing it to the Sixth Order or even an Immortal Treasure, was not impossible.

"Thank you, Elder Qi, for going to the trouble," Chu Zheng said, satisfied as he put away the artifact embryo. Read new adventures at m_v-l'e|m,p| y- r

"It's no trouble at all, as long as the Saint Heir is pleased. But are you sure you don't need this old man to engrave the formation patterns?"

Qi Ying was somewhat puzzled; without the formation patterns, the artifact embryo remained a mere object, entirely unusable against enemies.

He was also very satisfied with this artifact embryo, and if the formation patterns were poorly engraved, it would undoubtedly waste such a piece.

"I will handle it later myself, thank you for your concern, Elder," Chu Zheng smiled and shook his head, not explaining further, and took the artifact embryo with him, bidding farewell.

Soon, he returned to the secret chamber and began to try imprinting the talismatic patterns.

As he had experience from before, the process went smoothly; in less than half a day, the first talismatic pattern was already imprinted.

The jade mace was divided into nine sections, allowing nine talismatic patterns to be imprinted. Chu Zheng followed his previous method, filling it entirely.

The moment it was completely filled, the information on the artifact embryo immediately changed.

[Town Immortal Mace (Fifth Order): Forged from an excellent quality artifact embryo, with nine layers of 'law-breaking' talismatic patterns, all operating together, if the strike hits, it can disperse a Soul Condensing Monk's Mana and severely injure a Divine Infant, making reassembly difficult in a short period of time.

The talismatic patterns are not yet perfected, posing a risk of sudden collapse.]

Law-breaking rune patterns, Chu Zheng had been revising and perfecting, compared to the beginning, significant progress had been made, but it was still far from sufficient, and he needed time to delve deeply into it.

Once prepared, Chu Zheng left Taixuan again, this time concealing his tracks. Should the Song Clan learn that he was searching for Song Lingqing, they might create chaos.

He did not fear minor threats, but as for Song Lingqing's side, that was a different matter.

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The regional division in the Southern Region was very clear; the closer one moved towards Zhongtu, the more cultivation sects there were, and cultivation flourished even more.

Near Zhongtu was the territory of Primordial Spirit Holy Land, located to the southeast of Zhongtu, radiating over half the Southern Region.

In terms of heritage, Primordial Spirit was undoubtedly the premier among the great Holy Lands, and in terms of strength, it also ranked first among the various Holy Lands. Moreover, having recently produced the leader of the Hidden Dragon List, it had become the hottest power in the Southern Region, at its peak of prosperity.

Over six hundred thousand li away from Primordial Spirit Holy Land, there was a country called Desolate Wind Nation, a land of cultivation, not very renowned, yet it housed a hidden Immortal Clan, unknown to outsiders.

Within the capital of Desolate Wind Nation, those coming and going were all cultivators, seldom seen were ordinary mortals.

In the various shops along the streets, what was sold were elixirs, magical treasures, and spells. Occasionally, one could see tea houses and taverns, which were brimming with spiritual energy and not places for ordinary people.

In one such teahouse, a figure in a green robe with a veiled face, sat in a corner, quietly listening to the messages coming from around.

After a while, a figure suddenly entered the teahouse and went straight to the corner, sitting opposite the person in green.

Looking at the uninvited guest before her, Song Lingqing slightly furrowed her brow:

"This fellow Daoist..."

"It's me."

Hearing the familiar transmission in her mind, Song Lingqing slightly opened her eyes, the breath she exhaled fluttering the veil as she swallowed the rest of her words and transmitted back:

"How did you get here? I heard you returned to Taixuan a few days ago?"

"The Song Clan from the Eastern Region has come to Taixuan and wants to borrow that piece of Blood Jade from you to open the Secret Realm."

Chu Zheng briefly explained in two sentences, then asked, "In these days, have the Song Clan people come looking for you again?"

"They have, but they did not recognize me, and I managed to deal with them."

Song Lingqing slowly shook her head, she had changed her appearance and even concealed her tracks, but still, the Song Clan tracked her down through the bloodline sensation, although they did not recognize her on the spot.

Hearing this, Chu Zheng nodded and transmitted, "Come with me back to Taixuan, directly open the Secret Realm, I suppose there will be many resources inside which will be useful to you."

"How can we open it without a complete piece of Blood Jade? And it also needs the essence blood of the direct lineage of the Song Family."

Song Lingqing was somewhat puzzled, with incomplete pieces and lacking the family heirloom essence blood of the direct lineage, Chu Zheng fundamentally did not have the conditions to open the Secret Realm.

"I already have a plan for that; you'll know when the time comes, let's go."

"Not so fast."

Song Lingqing shook her head and said, "I came here following a Song Clan cultivator, this place has a branch of my Southern Song Family."

"Oh?"

Hearing that, Chu Zheng was slightly puzzled, "Then what are you doing sitting here?"

"There are many cultivators coming and going here, I thought I might hear some useful information."

"Any findings?"

"I heard some rumors, not sure if they're true or not, but the entire Desolate Wind Nation is actually under the control of the 'Shang Family', reportedly they have many clan members, and their strength is extremely strong, yet in the Southern Region, they are not well-known. I had never heard of them before."

"My family line is now under the Shang Family, reduced to servants."

"Shang Family?"

Hearing this, Chu Zheng's expression grew serious as he stood up, "What are you waiting here for, to hear some definite news? Let's move with me."

Before leaving, Chu Zheng casually threw a piece of high-quality Spirit Stone to settle the bill, which Song Lingqing discreetly picked up and changed into two pieces of lower quality Spirit Stone.

A pot of spiritual tea didn't need that much.

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The two left the tea house one after the other, walking for a while before stopping in front of a large gate.

Two cultivators stood in front of the gate, both at the late Spirit Spring Realm.

"Locking Immortal Pavilion..."

Seeing the words on the gatehouse, Song Lingqing's expression subtly changed.

Chu Zheng went straight up, took out a token, and showed it to the gatekeeping cultivators.

The guards naturally did not dare to stop him, bowed in salute, and made way:

"Honored guest, please enter."

"You are a regular here?"

Seeing the token in Chu Zheng's hand, bearing the words 'Locking Immortal', Song Lingqing slightly furrowed her brow.

"I've done some business with Locking Immortal Pavilion before; they trade in information here. If it can be resolved with spirit stones, it saves some time."

Chu Zheng replied casually and stepped into the Locking Immortal Pavilion.

Having become the Taixuan Holy Son, he had since lessened his regard for Spirit Stones. Moreover, he now didn't need to show restraint; even repairing a middle-quality magical treasure could sell for tens of thousands of Spirit Stones. To him, Spirit Stones were now just a number.

"You are a married man, it would be better to visit such places less in the future."

Song Lingqing followed Chu Zheng, somewhat skeptical but constrained by her status, after holding back for a long time, she could only muster such a dry remark.

"I'm not keen on this path. Besides, with you following me, what can I possibly do?"

Chu Zheng was unconcerned, and wasn't surprised by Song Lingqing's reminder.

After all, they were sisters, caring for each other, which was only natural.