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29: Mu Huaihai!

Just then, two wisps of ethereal blue flame suddenly flickered in the skeleton's eye sockets!

From within, a phantom figure drifted out!

The phantom figure had the appearance of a middle-aged man, exuding an elegant and amiable aura, yet also possessing an overbearing dominance that looked down on all living beings!

The moment he appeared, he cast his gaze towards the black-robed figure! He subtly released Spiritual Pressure, murmuring.

"Foundation Establishment Late Stage! His Cultivation is rather ordinary! A Black Mystic Sect Disciple! He can be considered my Junior!"

The black-robed figure quickly pulled off his black robe, revealing the face of a young man!

The young man wore a white mystic robe, a magical sword at his waist, and exuded a sharp, incisive aura!

He bowed respectfully, saying.

"Junior Mu Huaihai! Chief Disciple of the Black Mystic Sect! Greetings, Old Ancestor!"

"Not bad! It's actually the Grand Unity Azure Origin Physique!"

The middle-aged phantom figure nodded in praise.

Then, changing his tone, he asked with a puzzled expression.

"No, you are the Chief Disciple of the Black Mystic Sect! Why do you only have Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivation?"

"I remember, in my era, the Chief Disciple of the Sect had to be at least Golden Core Early Stage Realm!"

Mu Huaihai scratched his head, saying awkwardly.

"To be frank, Old Ancestor! The Spiritual Qi in the current Cultivation world has begun to gradually thin out!"

"Golden Core Stage Cultivators can serve as Elders within the Sect! In our Black Mystic Sect, there are only two Soul Transformation Stage Old Ancestors left!"

"And one Soul Transformation Stage Old Ancestor will pass away within a hundred years!"

The middle-aged phantom figure fell into deep thought upon hearing this!

Then he asked again.

"What year is it now?"

Mu Huaihai pondered for a moment, then said.

"Tianli 78,000!"

The middle-aged phantom figure stroked his beard, sighing.

"It's already been 8,000 years! 8,000 years have passed since my death!"

"8,000 years, and everything has changed!"

"Back then, the Black Mystic Sect had several Return to Void Stage powerhouses overseeing it! Plus me, a Body Integration Stage Great Master!"

"The number of Disciples in the Sect reached tens of millions!"

"It was incredibly prosperous! An area of hundreds of millions of miles was within the Black Mystic Sect's domain!"

After sighing, the middle-aged phantom figure stroked his beard again, asking.

"How large is the Black Mystic Sect's sphere of influence now? How many Disciples are in the Sect? How many powerhouses are in the Sect?"

Mu Huaihai said softly.

"Currently, the Black Mystic Sect's sphere of influence is only ten thousand miles!"

"There are only several hundred thousand Disciples in the Sect!"

"The highest are two Soul Transformation Stage Old Ancestors, 12 Nascent Soul Stage Heavenly Monarchs, several hundred Golden Core Stage Immortal Masters, and over a thousand Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged phantom figure couldn't help but shake his head and say.

"Enough, enough! Lad, this remnant soul of mine won't last much longer! It will dissipate between heaven and earth!"

"Coincidentally, your Physique is similar to my Physique when I was alive!"

"This 'Grand Unity Azure Origin Art'! It was created by me during my lifetime!"

"Only those with the Grand Unity Azure Origin Physique can Cultivate it!"

With that, the middle-aged phantom figure conjured a leather-bound book from seemingly nowhere!

Engraved on it were the five large characters: "Grand Unity Azure Origin Art"!

After handing it to Mu Huaihai, his figure began to flicker and become increasingly ethereal!

Not long after, he gradually turned into tiny specks of dust, dissipating between heaven and earth!

Mu Huaihai knelt on both knees, kowtowing once and saying.

"Mu Huaihai respectfully sends off Old Ancestor to ascend to heaven!"

With that, Mu Huaihai carried his Old Ancestor's skeleton, pulled out a Talisman from his Storage Pouch!

After a flash of white light, he vanished from the spot.

...

The next morning,

A ray of sunlight shone through the mottled tree shadows onto the ground!

Wei Zhou got up and changed into a clean set of clothes!

He opened the wooden door, came into the courtyard, closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged!

He circulated his Cultivation Technique, absorbing the Spiritual Qi that roamed between heaven and earth!

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn,

Wei Zhou slowly got up, feeling the slight increase in the liquid lake within his Dantian.

He nodded with satisfaction!

Then he hurried towards the medicinal field!

...

Time flew by; in a blink of an eye, two months had passed!

Wei Zhou had spent these two months traveling back and forth between the medicinal field and his residence!

The liquid lake in Wei Zhou's Dantian had already expanded to 90 zhang!

After a few more weeks of Cultivation, he might be eligible to attempt breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Stage!

Today was the day the Sect collected the medicinal plants from the fields!

The bottom ten in terms of yield would all be dispatched to the front lines!

Wei Zhou ate a simple breakfast at home, picked up his hoe, and headed towards the medicinal field.

As he left the door, Wei Zhou kissed his wife!

Then he conjured his magical sword, transforming into a streak of light, disappearing into the sky! He rapidly flew towards the distance!

Not long after, Wei Zhou had already reached above the medicinal field!

He controlled his magical sword to slowly descend, then patted his Storage Pouch, putting the magical sword inside!

He quickened his steps, heading towards his own medicinal field!

When he arrived at the medicinal field, the Outer Sect Supervisor was already about to inspect the person in the medicinal field next to his!

The person in the medicinal field next to him was named Shao Zhuang, a Qi Refining Stage 6 Cultivator!

It was said that his Little Cloud Rain Technique had reached Major Achievement, and in the past few inspections, his yield was basically always in the top ten!

Thinking of this, Wei Zhou looked up at the position of the adjacent medicinal field!

He saw Shao Zhuang quickly coming towards him!

Wei Zhou thought he was coming to find him, but he walked straight past!

As he passed Wei Zhou, he still cupped his fists and said.

"Hello, Fellow Daoist Wei!"

Wei Zhou also smiled and returned the greeting, saying.

"Hello, Fellow Daoist Shao!"

With that, Shao Zhuang walked straight into the distance!

Actually, every quarter when the Outer Sect Supervisor came to inspect and collect the medicinal field's yield!

The owner of the medicinal field did not have to be present; afterwards, the Outer Sect Supervisor would send someone to tell him the result!

The reason Wei Zhou wanted to come was to see if the [Medicinal Plant Great Master] trait he had used at the time was truly as it claimed, with a 70% survival rate and a 40% increase in yield!

After waiting for a while, the Outer Sect Supervisor finally arrived!

Wei Zhou took a step forward, quickly cupped his fists, and looked at the Supervisor, saying.

"Greetings, Supervisor!"

The Outer Sect Supervisor who came to inspect and collect the medicinal plant yield this time was surprisingly not the same Supervisor as the previous few times.

Instead, it was a young-looking Outer Sect Supervisor, exuding the Spiritual Pressure belonging to the Foundation Establishment Stage!

Wei Zhou did not dare to neglect him, and quickly led this young Outer Sect Supervisor into his medicinal field.

The young Foundation Establishment Stage Outer Sect Supervisor directly activated his spiritual sense!

He meticulously scanned Wei Zhou's several acres of medicinal fields!

Then he stepped forward and inspected the medicinal plants! He nodded approvingly at Wei Zhou.

"Not bad! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧"

"Seven-tenths of the medicinal plants have survived, and several have even mutated into variant species!"

Then, the young Foundation Establishment Stage Supervisor pondered for a few seconds, then wrote in the booklet he was holding.

"Name: Wei Zhou"

"Medicinal Plant Survival Rate: Seventy Percent"

"Qualified, no need to be dispatched to the front lines for battle!"

After writing, the young Foundation Establishment Stage Supervisor closed the booklet and hurried towards the next person's medicinal field!

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