"As expected, similar to me."
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"Second Grandpa, it’s getting late, Master should be back soon."
Accompanying this old man who has ascended to the Divine Power Secret Realm, drinking tea and chatting to win his favor, is indeed not easy.
Bai Qi exhausted all his knowledge from his previous life, employing his two skills of cooking and playing chess, barely managing to stabilize the situation.
Once they get a bit closer, he plans to use the fishing Secret Technique to completely handle Second Grandpa.
"Came hurriedly today, didn’t prepare a gift, I’ll visit formally another day."
Mo Tian Sheng looked up to see the stars and moon hidden, and it was indeed late at night, not suitable to stay long.
He couldn’t help but sigh, being with the Little Daoist was so delightful, several hours passed in the blink of an eye.
"No wonder Junior Brother Chunyu wants to take disciples, it turns out interacting with the younger generation is so pleasant."
Mo Tian Sheng slightly regretted it, over the years his standards have been too high, and he has never found a satisfactory successor.
Only let Junior Brother Chunyu, Junior Brother Jiang, they enjoy the benefits!
"Second Grandpa, you may come as you please, mentioning gifts makes it too formal."
Bai Qi said this with his mouth, but his eyes were full of anticipation.
He had never plucked wool from the back of a Divine Power Giant before.
As the First Seat of the prestigious Upper Sect lineage, certainly, he should be wealthy enough.
He wouldn’t let himself be disappointed, would he?
"This trip was too rushed, I have nothing of great value, here’s a Copper Cauldron of Spirit Qi as a token."
Mo Tian Sheng was not the stingy type, with a sweep of his wide sleeves, as if containing the transformations of heaven and earth, he produced a copper cauldron the size of a face basin.
"Spirit Qi?"
Bai Qi widened his eyes. The Dragon Court governs all directions, coordinating with several Upper Sects and Taoist Sects which possess Profound Mysterious Divine Soldiers, to allocate the abundant Spirit Qi of the Red County Divine Land.
The salaries of the Daoist Officials at all levels who are conferred the register, is actually Spirit Qi!
It can be said that this is the hard currency circulating only among the upper echelons!
Much more valuable than Yuanbao Gold, Snowflake Silver!
"Didn’t deliberately prepare a good gift, make do with it, little friend. You just broke through the Third Skin Refining Barrier and refined your internal organs, Spirit Intent converging, it’s just right to nourish the body and soul with Spirit Qi."
Mo Tian Sheng’s tone was light and casual, for the two Daoist Officials stationed at Yihai County City, they could not obtain even ten cauldrons of Spirit Qi essence in half a year.
And being the esteemed First Seat of the Upper Sect, holding an important position of the Dragon Sword.
Every month he could take three cauldrons of the purest Spirit Qi from the Grotto Heaven.
This is the disparity in treatment.
"Second Grandpa is too courteous."
Bai Qi wanted to refuse and decline, after all, meeting for the first time and receiving such a heavy gift seemed lacking in reserve.
But looking at that cauldron of the pure Spirit Qi, his hands couldn’t help but reach out.
Like when a junior receives a red envelope during the New Year, saying no while already knowing how to spend it.
"Take it, it’s meant to be yours."
Mo Tian Sheng laughed heartily, the true inheritors and Daoist of the Upper Sect are all listed in the ’Immortal Register’, enjoying the convenience of cultivating in the Grotto Heaven Blessed Lands.
They can also receive a share of Spirit Qi!
Once the news from the Dragon Court and Sword Sect arrives.
The record jade book, people listed in the Immortal Register.
In the future, when their tablets enter the ancestral hall, they must be placed at the highest spot.
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Around halfway through the Hour of the Ox, dark clouds covered the moon, only then did Bai Qi see Chen Xing step into the Inheritance Hall.
For some reason, he had a faint feeling that Master seemed a bit depressed.
A glance from the corner of his eye revealed the empty fish basket, and he immediately understood.
Fishing at this hour and not catching a single fish is indeed a heavy blow.
"Master, I’ve been waiting for you."
Bai Qi quickly brought out the cauldron of Spirit Qi, and obediently placed it in front of Chen Xing, detailing Mo Tian Sheng’s visit.
"This thing, called ’Spirit Qi’, is the most true and pure, the most refined essence of heaven and earth.
Master, I heard that you were injured, quickly use it to nurture yourself."
Chen Xing felt a warmth in his heart, thinking to himself:
"Ah Qi, truly a filial child."
Mo Tian Sheng is the True Inheritor First Seat of the Meridian Sword Sect and a Divine Power Giant.
For such a supreme being to personally visit and present Spirit Qi.
Bai Qi remained unmoved, indifferent, and yet still concerned about his own injuries.
"That unruly disciple of mine truly hit the jackpot, finding a good seedling like Ah Qi."
Chen Xing sighed once more, knowing that Bai Qi’s sword stroke, which cleaved Zhao Pijiang’s divine sense within the Inner Scenic Land, would certainly cause an uproar.
The Divine Capital, the General’s Mansion, and the Meridian Sword Sect would all be shaken.
Yet the waves hadn’t reached Yihai Prefecture.
Otherwise, the two Cyan Register Daoist Officials from Yuanyang Temple and Zhi Xin Temple would have already lost their composure.
The threshold of the Inheritance Hall would be stomped flat.
Not to mention, the so-called Thirteen Sects and the influential forces like Pai Bang.
"Ah Qi, you’ve made something of yourself."
Chen Xing spoke contentedly.
Since stepping into the County City, he braved through the Hundred Rings Square.
And skillfully maneuvered between the Sword Sect and the Four Reversals Sect.
The innate talent and aptitude displayed by his own disciple grandson, along with his cleverness and skills, made him, the Chi Yang Sect Leader, deeply satisfied.
If not for being trapped on the chessboard that is Yihai Prefecture, Chen Xing wouldn’t turn such a well-rooted disciple as bait to the Meridian Sword Sect.
"It’s all thanks to Master’s teaching."
Bai Qi, with a clever and sweet mouth, chuckled.
"Mystical energy is truly precious, you should keep it for yourself. In today’s Red County Divine Land, apart from the Dragon Court Daoist Officials and major sect True Inheritors, rarely does anyone get a chance to enjoy such a thing."
As a Master, how could he take advantage of his disciple grandson? Even though this kettle of mystical energy is worth a fortune, Chen Xing didn’t spare it a glance, patiently explaining to Bai Qi:
"The Four Saints once said, the world is formed by primordial energy; all things are born from the world. Everything in this realm exists by the flow of Qi.
And mystical energy is the refined essence of countless chaotic primordial energies.
Since you cultivate the Dao, you should understand there are countless attributes of primordial energy; it’s said to correspond to the number 129,600. Whether martial cultivator or Daoist cultivator, extracting suitable primordial energy for oneself, to benefit soul and body, is an extremely taxing affair.
Hence, ancestors before the decline of the Dao, after much deliberation, devised an effortless method.
Manipulating earth veins, creating mystic caves, refining chaotic primordial energies through feng shui transformations, converting them into the purest mystical energy.
Regardless of what Cultivation Technique you practice or path you undertake, all are available for use."
So, this is where mystical energy comes from?
Bai Qi realized he had read a few words on the subject in old texts within Dezhen Tower.
But none as thoroughly as the Master’s explanation.
Indeed, having an elder at home is like possessing a treasure!
"Unfortunately, success lies with mystical energy, but so does failure.
Its wonders make cultivation twice as effective and the path smoother.
Yet, when the Turbid Tide arrives, demonic blight taints the Divine Land, leading all Saints’ Dao Lineages and every sect to disaster.
Combined with the collapse of natural order and fragmentation of the great Dao, thus came the thousand-year catastrophe of the Dao’s decline."
Chen Xing lamented briefly before returning to the main topic:
"This kettle of mystical energy refined is equivalent to half a year’s arduous cultivation..."
Bai Qi raised an eyebrow, silently contemplating:
"It’s worth all those calls of ’Second Grandmaster’."
Now, as the Turbid Tide rages, mystical energy is no longer limitless, entirely reliant on the Six Mysterious Divine Soldiers for cultivation and distribution.
If the Daoist Officials from Yuanyang Temple and Zhi Xin Temple were to see such a kettle.
They’d probably be green with envy.
After the casual chat, Bai Qi coughed lightly:
"Master, I sense Old Mo’s words indicate some intention to draw me into the Meridian Sword Sect.
Though I hold only the Three Yang Sect, only Master in my heart, they are ultimately an Upper Sect, a major force holding sway over the Celestial Water Prefecture.
If determined to induct me, I might find it hard to decline."
Chen Xing sighed deeply and answered with difficulty:
"If Mo Tian Sheng has true intentions, you should consent. Master will use every means to assist you in reaching the Daoist position.
As for titles, they’re merely nominal. Just keep the Three Yang Sect in your heart."
Bai Qi counted on his fingers; he had already received enthusiastic invitations from Tongwen Hall, Three Yang Sect, and Four Reversals Sect.
Adding one more, the Meridian Sword Sect, wouldn’t be an issue.
But... how to settle things with Master?
Chen Xing’s throat moved, as if thirsty, hastily drinking a cup of cooled tea to steady his nerves, his tone decisively firm:
"Ah Qi, you need not worry. Worst-case scenario, Master takes another beating from that unruly disciple."
Bai Qi looked up and down, glad Master’s body was sturdy enough to endure the master’s fists.
All these efforts are to strengthen Tongwen Hall.
Once he shows all his skills, becoming a Daoist of the Meridian Sword Sect, a Daoist of the Three Yang Sect, and a Saint Child of the Four Reversals Sect.
Drawing from the strengths of all, surely he can create unparalleled divine techniques to revive Tongwen Hall!
By then, Master not only has to step down but will also have to serve him tea!