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Chapter 816: The Instructor

"Senior, the sect... truly has no more Spirit Stones." After much deliberation, Mu Zi Qing finally activated the communication jade talisman Bai Mo had left her.

In the past two years, in order to host the Great Dao Exposition and provide ten Spirit Stones as starting capital to every student participating in the Yin-Yang Five Elements Art training class, the Yin-Yang Sect's centuries-long savings had not only been depleted but they had also accumulated considerable debt.

All of it was merely to curry favor with this exalted Soul Transformation stage cultivator.

The day after the message was sent, a storage bag appeared outside Mu Zi Qing's cave abode.

She opened the storage bag and the contents practically blinded her.

A full eight Spirit Treasures, items only Nascent Soul stage cultivators in the late stage were qualified to possess!

There were also four Infant Nurturing Pills, enough to drive Golden Core stage cultivators to madness.

Other miscellaneous items included millennium spirit herbs, ten-thousand-year spirit milk, and top-grade Spirit Stones, collectively valued at over fifty million low-grade Spirit Stones.

There was even a Sword Talisman personally crafted by a Soul Transformation stage cultivator!

The moment she realized the immense scale of this fortune, a thought of absconding with the funds flashed through Mu Zi Qing's mind.

Just the four Infant Nurturing Pills alone were almost guaranteed to elevate her to a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

Not to mention those eight Spirit Treasures...

In her understanding, the entire net worth of a Soul Transformation stage cultivator might not even amount to this much.

But very quickly, her reason triumphed over her greed; she clearly understood that these were not things she could simply take.

As a practitioner of a Demonic Dao sect like the Yin-Yang Sect, Mu Zi Qing's control over various desires was, paradoxically, far stronger than that of cultivators from orthodox paths.

This was because Demonic Dao cultivation methods often took extreme approaches, pursuing rapid progress, which in turn demanded even greater control over one's mental disposition.

Once reason failed to rein in desire, one would completely devolve into a demon of desire, rather than a true practitioner of the Demonic Dao.

It was like someone living long-term in a highly contagious viral environment: if they didn't inherently possess high resistance, they would have died long ago.

Nearly all who managed to cultivate to the Golden Core stage using Demonic Dao methods were, without exception, individuals of sufficiently decisive character.

For instance, Mu Zi Qing, cultivating the Dual Yin-Yang Qi Art, would never develop any feelings for the "Yang Material" that served as her "food."

Each instance of absorption was simply a pure act of feeding.

Yin-Yang Sect cultivators who developed feelings for their "food" invariably met tragic ends, nine times out of ten dying from Qi Deviation.

...

At this moment, Bai Mo, who was in a certain mortal town, paid no mind to what Mu Zi Qing was thinking.

The contents of the storage bag were entirely "meeting gifts" from various Soul Transformation and Nascent Soul stage sects. For example, two of the Spirit Treasures came from Elder Wei of Yang Fire Palace.

Two years ago, after his "honorable defeat by a single move," in order to curry favor with this "newly advanced" Soul Transformation stage cultivator, he gritted his teeth and handed over half of his four Spirit Treasures, along with most of the Spirit Stones he possessed.

In a sense, this was also payment for his life. Although Wei Wu Ya was extremely concerned with his dignity, he was by no means foolish.

His skill was overwhelmingly inferior. If he didn't show sufficient respect for that fact, encountering someone vengeful, even if he managed to escape back to Yang Fire Palace, it would bring about the annihilation of his sect.

The remaining two Spirit Treasures came from two Grand Cultivators at the late Nascent Soul stage. After Yang Fire Palace confirmed the authenticity of the Soul Transformation stage cultivator's identity, they personally brought valuable treasures to seek guidance on cultivation from this powerful Soul Transformation stage cultivator.

Nascent Soul stage cultivators enjoyed a lifespan of eight hundred years, while Soul Transformation stage cultivators lived for sixteen hundred. Which Nascent Soul stage cultivator wouldn't be interested in that?

To ascend to the Soul Transformation stage, even one's original sect was not something that couldn't be sacrificed.

...

Bai Mo casually wandered through the town, observing the changes brought about by the Yin-Yang Five Elements Art.

The number of cultivators in the town had visibly increased, and they no longer had any barriers separating them from mortals.

In the past two years, these "cultivators" who had rapidly ascended through the training classes had gradually spread to the surrounding countries.

At the academy in the town center, there were even outsourced personnel from the Yin-Yang Sect giving lectures.

Unlike other cultivation methods, which adhered to strict principles like "the dharma shall not pass six ears" or "the dharma shall not be lightly transmitted," often demanding oaths to inner demons against sharing, the Yin-Yang Five Elements Art greatly encouraged others to learn and spread it.

So much so that, to promote its dissemination, the Yin-Yang Sect even specially organized large outsourcing teams, taking self-produced teaching materials to various mortal kingdoms to give lectures.

For every person guided to complete the basic training class content and successfully enter the first level of Qi Refinement, a Spirit Stone reward was granted.

Under this viral-like promotion, countless mortals without spirit roots, harboring hopes that cultivation would change their destiny, refined their own blood at the cost of more than a decade of their lifespan, entering the world of cultivators.

"Only by going to a farther place can we truly become superior beings."

"Never thought that after exhausting ourselves to become Immortal Masters, our lives would still be barely better than those of laborers."

Two burly men, who brushed past Bai Mo, grumbled about their respective lives.

Dali and A-Qiang used to be two laborers in this town. They had once been fortunate enough to carry luggage for an Immortal Master of the town, witnessing the grand spectacle of such superior beings, a sight they never forgot for the rest of their lives.

Unfortunately, even princes and nobles, if they lacked that one-in-ten-thousand excellent spirit root, found no path to immortality, let alone two poor wretches like them.

Only in their dreams could they become an Immortal Master.

If not for what happened eight months ago.

Eight months ago, the Yin-Yang Sect's outsourced Team Twenty arrived in this small town, announcing their intention to impart immortal techniques to the public, with a tuition fee of ten taels of silver per person.

Initially, few believed them. After all, how precious were immortal techniques? How could they be compared to a mere ten taels of silver?

But the two of them, perhaps possessed by a phantom, believed. They dug out the money they had originally intended for finding wives from an earthenware jar under their beds and handed it to an instructor who looked to be around their age.

After three months of study, both Dali and A-Qiang felt that faint, imperceptible wisp of magical power within their bodies, successfully stepping into the first level of Qi Refinement.

However, the magical power of a first-level Qi Refinement cultivator was only enough to activate five low-grade talismans, or cast three basic fireballs.

They might not even be able to handle a few armed soldiers.

Now, in this small town of less than ten thousand people, there were hundreds of "cultivators" like them. The mysterious veil surrounding "Immortal Masters" had been completely torn away, trampled by countless people on the ground.

The status of an ordinary Immortal Master in town was only comparable to that of a guard, and due to severe oversupply, their treatment was even worse than that of former guards.

How could a small town of merely a few thousand people have enough resources to support over a hundred Immortal Masters who contributed nothing to production?

"We're leaving tomorrow. We must go farther and faster than the instructors."

"Right, wherever the instructors go, they'll teach a large number of us low-level cultivators, and then the title of Immortal Master will immediately become worthless." ranOBES

"Or... should we also join the instructor team? Just teaching one person means we get one Spirit Stone..."

After experiencing the speed of cultivation with Spirit Stones, they felt that without them, their pseudo-spirit root cultivation was as slow as a tortoise's crawl. Therefore, at this moment, all their thoughts were focused on just one thing—obtaining Spirit Stones.