Chapter 161: The Old Ancestor of the Nine-Finger Sect

On Lingqin Peak.

"It's so good that Grand-Aunt-Master has returned. Even if I don't Cultivate while tending to the Spiritual Chicken, I can still grow stronger."

Wang Jinze teased the Spiritual Chicken.

Although he was just an ordinary Outer Sect Disciple, this time he had received a wealth of cultivation resources he wouldn't even dare to dream of before.

"Grand-Aunt-Master is beautiful and kind, and her strength is so impressive. If I could find a Dao Companion like Grand-Aunt-Master in the future, I would have no regrets in this life!" Wang Jinze sighed with emotion.

"Ahem…"

"Hmm?" Wang Jinze turned his head, puzzled.

He looked as if he had seen something terrifying, his forehead covered in a thin layer of sweat.

"Elder Tang, Grand-Aunt-Master, Seniors… I… I didn't mean it like that…" Wang Jinze quickly explained.

"It's nothing; having dreams is a good thing. I hope you can cooperate with us a little." Bing Cheng smirked.

"Uh…" Wang Jinze wiped the sweat from his brow.

An incense stick's time later.

By the stream on Lingqin Peak, a bonfire was burning steadily.

Wang Jinze had a bitter expression as he processed the Spiritual Chicken meat in the stream, muttering to himself, "These are all Nascent Soul experts, how can they have such mischievous tastes? It seems they've all been led astray by Grand-Aunt-Master."

Tang Changfeng approached him, holding a piece of roasted snake meat.

Feeling the abundant Spiritual Qi on the snake meat, Wang Jinze couldn't take his eyes off it, drool streaming down.

"Hehe…" Tang Changfeng smirked and tore off a piece of snake meat the size of a fingernail, handing it to him.

Wang Jinze thought to himself, why is Elder Tang so stingy?

"Kid, this is the flesh of a Nascent Soul Monster Beast, don't be too greedy." Tang Changfeng seemed to have seen through Wang Jinze's thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jinze's eyes widened immediately.

The flesh of a Nascent Soul Monster Beast! He reckoned that even if he sold a hundred of himself, he wouldn't be able to afford a fingernail-sized piece of Nascent Soul Monster Beast flesh.

"Many thanks, Elder Tang!" Wang Jinze quickly took the snake meat, cradling it in his palms as if it were a precious treasure, reluctant to eat it immediately, and sniffed it with his nose.

"Look at the way you're behaving, kid." Tang Changfeng found it somewhat amusing and lightly slapped Wang Jinze on the head. "Eat up, come find me if you need more."

After saying this, Tang Changfeng stuffed a large piece of snake meat into his mouth, chewing with gusto—it smelled incredibly delicious.

Wang Jinze swallowed his saliva and put the small piece of snake meat into his mouth, chewing slowly. However, the massive amount of Spiritual Qi caused his face to turn bright red, and his cultivation base directly rose from the eighth layer of Qi Refining to the ninth layer of Perfection.

"Ah, ah… so hot!" Wang Jinze's entire body turned bright red, and he jumped directly into the stream to cool himself down.

"Hahaha." Tang Changfeng clutched his stomach and laughed.

The four women also covered their mouths and laughed.

After eating, Tang Changfeng returned to the Enlightenment Pavilion to continue sleeping, and Wang Jinze left to perform his duties, while Bing Cheng and the other three women remained there.

Bing Cheng lay there, gazing at the Bright Moon and stars in the firmament, feeling incredibly relaxed.

Soon, He Ruoxi was in her arms, while Bing Ranxue, to the side, pouted unhappily, and Mu Ye also kept her head lowered, wondering what she was thinking about.

Before long, Sect Master Gu Mingyang arrived.

"Ahem… Martial Aunt, your palace has already been built." Seeing Bing Cheng holding He Ruoxi, Sect Master Gu Mingyang was filled with envy; he was still a lonely old man even now.

"Hmm, take us there." Bing Cheng was also prepared to have a good rest tonight, as she expected to be busy for some time to come.

Sect Master Gu Mingyang led Bing Cheng, He Ruoxi, and Bing Ranxue to the summit of the main peak; Mu Ye had already said her goodbyes and left earlier.

Bing Cheng had actually never been here before. Sect Master Gu Mingyang's residence was only near the summit, but living here offered a panoramic view of the Nine-Finger Sect; it was considered a good spot.

"Martial Nephew Gu, I wonder if our Nine-Finger Sect still has any Seniors in closed-door cultivation?" Bing Cheng asked a question that had been puzzling her.

"There is indeed an Old Ancestor in closed-door cultivation on Prison Peak, but that Old Ancestor hasn't appeared in two hundred years, and we wouldn't dare to disturb them." Sect Master Gu Mingyang said.

Bing Cheng nodded. It was good to have additional combat power. Although she felt she wouldn't be defeated by the Blood Spirit Sect even on her own, she also had to look out for the other Disciples of the Nine-Finger Sect.

She hadn't reached the Realm where she could protect others while fighting.

After Sect Master Gu Mingyang left.

Bing Cheng and the three women entered the palace. It must be said that Sect Master Gu Mingyang had put a lot of effort into this; the scale was even larger than the courtyard previously at the gate of Xuanqing Mountain.

"Ranxue, get some rest early." Bing Cheng gave Bing Ranxue a meaningful look before entering the largest chamber.

"Hmph, bad sister, I won't." Bing Ranxue pouted and spread her Divine Sense to cover the entire palace.

After entering the chamber.

He Ruoxi's expression became somewhat unnatural.

"Uh… sleep well, don't cause trouble." Bing Cheng's body trembled, and she dodged to the side.

He Ruoxi suddenly revealed a kind smile.

The next morning, Bing Cheng woke up slowly.

After washing up using Spiritual Qi, she teleported to the Sect plaza.

She let Xiao Hong continue to refine Foundation Establishment cultivation pills on her own, while she used the Ice Egret to begin refining Nascent Soul cultivation pills.

When Bing Cheng was at the Golden Core Peak, she could refine Immortal-grade Nascent Soul cultivation pills using a Profound-grade Pill Furnace, let alone now that she was already at the Nascent Soul stage and using the Heaven-grade Ice Egret.

The first batch of Medicinal Pills were all Immortal-grade.

As more and more Immortal-grade Medicinal Pills were refined.

A rich medicinal fragrance filled the Sect plaza, and the concentration of Spiritual Qi within the Sun, Moon, and Stars Array even increased by a few degrees.

Before long, Bing Ranxue and the other two women also arrived at the Sect plaza, accompanying Bing Cheng.

Bing Cheng had them first deliver a portion of the Medicinal Pills to Tang Changfeng.

She herself continued to refine pills while consuming them.

Several days passed in constant Alchemy; Bing Cheng and He Ruoxi's cultivation bases were completely stabilized.

Sect Master Gu Mingyang also began Undergoing Tribulation to Breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage at this time.

It could be said that everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Only, there was a slight disturbance in Prison Peak.

Deep inside a cave on Prison Peak, an old man with a body like a withered corpse suddenly opened his eyes, and from his murky pupils, rays of sharp light shot out.

"How many years have passed… Why has the Spiritual Qi in the Sect become so dense, and what is this medicinal fragrance?"

The old man stood up and stretched his limbs slightly. A large amount of Spiritual Qi from the surroundings flowed into his body, and immediately, his Physical Body began to recover to that of a normal person.

He teleported to the sky above the Sect.

"How have I never seen such a Formation before…" The old man examined the Sun, Moon, and Stars Array.

"Senior Brother." Tang Changfeng appeared beside him.

"You kid, your cultivation base has already caught up to mine." The old man said with a chuckle when he saw Tang Changfeng.

"I cannot compare to you, Senior Brother." Tang Changfeng laughed.

"How has the Sect become like this? Are those three Nascent Soul Cultivators on the plaza from our Sect?" The old man asked.

Tang Changfeng told the old man about the recent situation.

"I didn't expect you to have taken in such a good Disciple. It seems our Nine-Finger Sect has hope of striving for the position of a second-rate Sect!" The old man laughed again.