"Oh, I see, but my gift is still better..."
Cyan Flower said this and still ran over, with a cheeky smile, looking at Shuang Ye, "Si Ye Liu Ye, you see how I’ve looked after you before, give sothing to eat..."
After shalessly snatching a bite of cake, she ran to the side of Yu Mo, who was still savoring sothing in a daze.
"Yu Mo, Yu Mo, we’re such good friends, lend your hairpin for a while..."
Trying to touch it from behind, but she flew away before even touching it.
Cried and begged for a while, even amusingly knocked her head like a frog in the air, before Yu Mo let her down.
Si Ye Liu Ye took another small piece of cake here and handed it to Jiang Si and Bingtang to share, but Jiang Si doesn’t like sweets.
This part of reaching out was left for Yu Mo.
Yu Mo, with a hairpin on her head, didn’t even wear her hood anymore.
From ti to ti, she would reach out to touch it, as if afraid the hairpin might suddenly disappear.
That’s about how children are when they receive a gift they like.
Thinking this, Bingtang walked into the eting room and patted the table, "Everyone’s pretty much received their gifts, now it’s ti to work hard."
"Yes!"
A few true disciple girls leapt in and sat in their respective positions, waiting for the sect leader to announce the agenda.
They saw Jiang Si walk in, but instead of heading straight for the cushion under the spiritual tablet, he first took out a tape recorder and placed it behind a screen. Bingtang imdiately understood, taking a bundle of incense sticks from under the table.
Yu Mo Si Ye Liu Ye imdiately tidied their clothes, and even Cyan Flower put away her half-played phone.
Joking aside, the sect leader is terrifyingly earnest now.
Whenever this happens, it’s ti to discuss serious matters...
As the crisp sound of water began to gurgle, a scent of sandalwood immortal energy swirled like a swimming dragon dispersing in front of the cushion.
Jiang Si sat on the cushion, feeling the wisps of smoke being swirled around by a faint, indistinct breeze inside the room, nodding contentedly, with a hint of appreciation in his gaze towards Yu Mo.
Finally not robotic anymore.
Then, with a wave of his hand, three incense sticks floated up, igniting without fla and landing before the ancestral tablets, Jiang Si spoke, "Since the establishnt of the Cyan Cloud Sect, it has been over thirty years..."
"It’s three years," Cyan Flower interjected.
"Over thirty years is a figurative number," Bingtang explained, "Also, when the sect leader speaks, don’t interrupt."
"Oh..."
After Bingtang finished speaking, Jiang Si continued, "In over thirty years, the Cyan Cloud Sect has grown from its humble beginnings to its current state, with seven true disciples and countless honorary true disciples, not to ntion innurable inner sect disciples and a thriving outer sect, flourishing across the seas."
"I observe the disciples, their wisdom erging from the void, their spiritual essence collecting into one, every move cannot hide their sharpness, and their deeds are unprecedented."
The girls couldn’t help but think, aside from the sect master, there’s nothing that unprecedented about them...
"...Yet, the world changes, divine artifacts shift, the cultivation realm has never been a place of immutable peace, and the Cyan Cloud Sect is no exception."
"In the past thirty-plus years, more and more enemies have invaded the Cyan Cloud Sect’s territory, opponents ranging from Foundation Establishnt junior cultivators to Golden Core masters, with even supre beings watching fiercely from forbidden zones!"
Si Ye Liu Ye were stunned as they listened, Cyan Flower stamringly asked, "Did, did it really happen?"
Then Jiang Si shouted, "Yu Mo!"
"Ah...! Yu Mo’s here!"
"Tell , have you noticed the enemies becoming more difficult to deal with?"
"Ah, um, Yu Mo... doesn’t seem to feel any difference..."
"..."
Jiang Si remained composed, waved his hand, "Sit down."
"I foresee a great contest is coming."
Bingtang covered his forehead, wondering the point of having Yu Mo answer...
"We cultivators seek immortality, pursue the Dao."
"In short, over thirty years, I have let you freely cultivate, now, on a whim, it’s ti to test the results!"
"If you cultivate the Dao, why shy away from a battle? From today onwards, the Cyan Cloud Sect will hold its first grand sect competition, to test whether your Dao heart is steadfast, your spells proficient, and whether you can face future enemies!"
Cyan Flower nervously stretched out her hand, "Sect Master, how, how will the competition proceed? Draw lots for a true disciple internal battle?"
Jiang Si shook his head, "The goal of the sect competition is singular, that is, the entire sect must strive to defeat ."
The sect, which was lively and warm due to the gifts, fell silent instantly.
Bingtang covered his forehead and sighed.
Only the sect leader was filled with enthusiasm, his eyes gleaming, his tone expectant as he spoke:
"In short, please give it your all."
...
After Jiang Si announced the requirents for the competition, he got to work on his own.
He took out the alchemy furnace and then lit the fire.
First refining the Seed of Sorrow into pure dicinal essence, then crafting the Egg of Calamity in the sa way.
Following the order of these two ingredients - although Jiang Si didn’t know the order, so he followed the sequence he discovered.
He found the Seed of Sorrow first, and then the Egg of Calamity.
With this layer of causality, the order of materials was clear, for the Immortal Pill ultimately relies on causality.
In the furnace, heating slowly to form the embryo of the elixir.
Then, the pure magic power from the Miracle Seed was gently infused into the elixir embryo.
This step was particularly dangerous, as the conflict between pure magic power and filthy magic power was severe, and a slight mishap could cause an explosion.
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