"Today, let’s talk about three things."
"The first, Black Swan Island’s Cheng Family will henceforth be my agents in the Flying Swallow Islands. All mundanities will be handled by them."
Upon hearing this, even those cultivators who had been ntally prepared couldn’t help but feel a sense of subdued disappointnt.
That Cheng Family had truly ascended to the heavens. They now had a powerful backer and from now on, they were second only to one, above all others!
The seven Foundation Establishnt mbers of the Cheng Family in the front row of the crowd all exhibited self-satisfied expressions.
Suddenly, a Spirit Light flew out from Luo Chen’s sleeve, gently hovering in front of the seven cultivators of the Cheng Family.
A Magic Item!
Unlike the Yu Ding Realm where Low Order Magic Items were abundant, in the Immortal Cultivation World dium Techniques were still rare.
Apart from the major sects and old Immortal Cultivation Clans, smaller groups had hardly any Magic Items to speak of.
From Luo Chen’s previous observations, the local Foundation Establishnt cultivators mostly used Ascendant Grade or Top Grade magical tools.
For a sowhat formidable group like the Cheng Family, they only had an additional Soul Banner with growth attributes.
Seeing that Spirit Light,
Cheng Dou’s heart stirred, and he moved forward to receive it, but unexpectedly, the Spirit Light automatically fell into the hands of a woman nearby.
"This signifies my trust, to be held by Cheng Haixin. Seeing her is as good as seeing ."
Cheng Haixin stared at the Dividing Water Thorn in her hands with a bewildered look.
Especially when she saw the fleeting shadow of discontent on her elder brother’s face, her heart trembled.
"Lord Demon Monarch, I..."
Her words abruptly stopped under the deep gaze of Luo Chen, and she swallowed the words of refusal.
Before an Ascendant Master, there was no place for refusal.
"The second matter!"
Luo Chen looked at the crowd with a slightly colder tone.
"I will enter Closed-Door Cultivation to refine a Third Order Pill and I require a large quantity of ingredients for its creation. You will gather these materials for . From now on, you won’t need to pay tribute to , just collect the ingredients as needed."
"The list of ingredients has been given to the Cheng Family, who will delegate the tasks. You just need to take the tasks and gather the materials."
The crowd’s expressions shifted subtly.
They wouldn’t need to pay tribute to Yan Nantian every year like before, only to collect ingredients?
This seed even better.
The resources for a Golden Core Cultivator’s annual cultivation weren’t too demanding, and the combined effort of the thirty-six islands should keep costs manageable.
Cheng Dou sneered as he watched this scene. If they knew the quantity of the ingredients on the list, they probably wouldn’t be so optimistic.
The quantity of ingredients required by Demon King Qingyang, if converted into Spirit Stones, was even more than what Yan Nantian asked for as an annual tribute!
He wondered what troubles might arise when these cultivators realized the gain and loss of their tasks.
How would Demon King Qingyang quell their dissatisfaction then?
The next mont!
Luo Chen spoke again.
This ti, all faces revealed an expression of fervor.
With a flick of his wrist, a stone stele floated beside him.
On the stele, the characters were engraved with the flourish of dragons and snakes, as if a Divine Technique or Wonderful thod had been inscribed, but obscured by Spiritual Light, preventing clear view.
Only four words were clear in everyone’s minds.
"Green Sun Pill Scripture."
"Earlier, I looked into the history of the Flying Swallow Islands; not a single Golden Core Cultivator has erged in a hundred years. Even in eight hundred years, there have only been two."
"Such a laughable Core Formation success rate. Is it because your talents aren’t up to par or is your will too weak?"
"I don’t believe that’s the case."
"You’ve previously gathered Spirit Veins for , and you will continue to toil for across the land. Your efforts are comndable."
"Therefore, I shall pass down this Middle-grade Core Formation Secret thod. The Clans may exchange it for rits contributed to . And this constitutes the third matter."
Luo Chen smiled faintly, and Spiritual Light blossod from his hand.
Layer upon layer of Obscure Restrictions were placed on the stele. The hazy Spiritual Light shot towards the sky in an instant, before finally vanishing into nothing.
The characters on the stele also completely disappeared.
But everyone knew that it was not the characters that had vanished, but rather they had been temporarily concealed by the great power of Demon Monarch Qingyang, a Golden Core Cultivator.
In the future, to exchange it, they would have to present enough rits.
And where would these rits co from?
Without a doubt, it depended on how many precious ingredients each Clan could collect for Demon Monarch Qingyang.
Luo Chen slapped the stele with one hand, and it instantly plumted, embedding into Yao Yue Island.
After completing all this, Luo Chen smiled slightly.
"Everyone, the Great Dao Path is arduous; let us encourage each other!"
With those words, his figure gradually faded.
And on Yao Yue Island, layers of white mist erged in an instant, completely obscuring the scene.
By the lakeside, over a hundred True Cultivators looked at each other, their eyes filled with fanatic devotion.
"Green Sun Pill Scripture" — Middle-grade Core Formation Secret Technique.
From now on, the cultivators of the Flying Swallow Islands’ Golden Core Dao have hope!
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