I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives

A flick of the finger, twenty years have passed, beneath the astral wind layer of the Xuanhuang Realm, lies the foundation of the Primordial Saint Sect—the Primordial Grotto Heaven.

Nine pseudo-stars hang from the dome of the grotto heaven, simulating the circulation of day and night, with spirit veins below flowing like a torrent of golden rivers, each wisp of spiritual qi so solid that it could drip liquid brilliance.

Suspended above the spirit veins are seventy-two white jade platforms, which presently seat only a dozen figures, yet press the fortunes of the entire grotto heaven into a heaviness akin to iron.

They are all Celestial Venerables of Divinity Transformation personally cultivated by the Saint Sect, and each one had once caused chaos in many Small Thousand Worlds.

A dozen gazes are all locked onto the water mirror before the nine-dragon throne in the center, the water mirror condensed with eighty-one space dao principles, displaying the scenes of the Four Domains of the Celestial Abyss Realm in meticulous detail.

Images of Saint Sect cultivators shattering sect entrances occasionally flash in the mirror, sometimes reflecting local cultivators kneeling in submission, and dense workers before spiritual ore deposits, making the faces of the Celestial Venerables show a satisfied hue.

The Celestial Venerable Ziyang, clad in a purple robe, stroked his three-thousand-year spirit beard, his voice full of satisfaction:

"The first six waves of infiltration can be deemed perfect."

"Roots have been planted in all Four Domains, except for those sects with Divinity Transformation heritage still holding on, the other local sects have either been slain to set an example or had the sense to surrender."

"Once we head over and break through the Divinity Transformation sects, this realm will be as good as ours."

With a face like withered wood, the Celestial Venerable Yinsha’s fingertip brushed across the water mirror, instantly splitting it into two contrasting screens, with the words "Talent" on the left glowing with precious light, and "Resource" on the right exuding a chilling aura:

"Those who surrender must be categorized and separated, not mixed together."

"Young cultivators are to be brought into the sect for training, middle-aged cultivators sent to mine spiritual ores, and elder cultivators may be sent to the Harmonious Joy lineage for retirement, to ensure they continuously contribute to the sect’s vitality."

"Rest assured, the Nascent Soul stewards below have it well in hand."

The Celestial Venerable Xuanzhi laughed heartily, then abruptly turned serious, his tone becoming fierce:

"But that Seven Kills Demon Monarch dared to steal a Tier Five Longevity Pill and even helped the Great Wilderness Demon Court capture our people!"

"If this vendetta goes unavenged, where is the face of our Saint Sect? I will capture him, cripple his cultivation, and throw him to the nursing department of the Harmonious Joy lineage!"

As soon as the words fell, a female Celestial Venerable in a pink dress with a charming face snorted lightly, her eyes carrying a hint of reproach as she glanced around:

"Brother Dao’s words are no good, the nursing department of our Harmonious Joy lineage is a major income source for the sect, how has it become a place of punishment?"

The Celestial Venerable Xuanzhi hurriedly apologized with a smile: "It was a slip of the tongue, Fairy, please forgive me."

The Saint Sect uses every piece of talent to its fullest, be they young, middle-aged, or strong, able to contribute to the sect; even upon reaching old age, they will once more generate revenue for their own retirement.

The main source of revenue for the Harmonious Joy lineage is naturally entertainment, regardless of gender, the scale is large enough to exhaust every ounce of value from these people in their final moments.

After their death, even physically, nothing is wasted at all!

He paused, then said solemnly:

"It’s just that the Seven Kills Demon Monarch is audacious and must be made to pay the price. According to reports from below, that demon is hiding in the northern Great Wilderness, which is the territory of the Roc Demon Venerable."

A Celestial Venerable in a green robe slammed the jade desk angrily, sword qi soaring around him:

"Again with the Great Wilderness Demon Court!"

"That Golden-Winged Roc is merely an indigenous of one realm, yet dares to oppose our Saint Sect! Once the passage stabilizes, I will personally step in and turn him into roast meat to go with wine!"

"Roasting would be a waste."

The Celestial Venerable in a purple robe’s eyes glinted with calculation:

"That creature is both a Demon Venerable and a Celestial Venerable, with a robust Daoist body. Stripping the demon skin to refine into armor and using the demon pill to forge a magical treasure is far more valuable than mere roasting..."

The Celestial Venerables were deeply engaged in discussion when suddenly golden ripples emerged in the central void of the grotto heaven.

Initially only the size of a bowl, the ripples quickly expanded to a thousand feet, countless tadpole-like dao runes overflowing from the ripples, transforming into galloping golden horses and jade unicorns upon contact with the ground, siphoning the grotto heaven’s spiritual qi.

The Celestial Venerables turned pale, all bowing deeply, not daring to breathe—that was the exclusive dao rhyme of the Primordial Saint Sect’s founder, the Primordial Saint Master!

A figure clad in a nine-dragon golden robe slowly stepped out of the ripples, the sun, moon, and stars embroidered on the robe hem slowly rotating. Though no pressure emanated from him, the Celestial Venerables felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Suspended above his head was a palm-sized jade Ruyi, its surface etched with a star map of the heavens, each star corresponding to a secret realm in the Xuanhuang Realm, the manifestation of the Saint Sect’s treasured treasure, the Myriad Heavens Treasure Icon.

The Primordial Saint Master’s voice was calm, yet carried a soul-piercing majesty, raising a hand as a gentle yet irresistible force lifted the Celestial Venerables:

"Rise, all of you."

"I am aware of the matters in the Celestial Abyss Realm."

Celestial Venerable Chiyang immediately stepped forward a half step, bowing:

"Saint Master, the Roc Demon Venerable of the Great Wilderness Demon Court is stubborn and unrepentant, his demon cultivators under him are formidable in battle, I request the Saint Master decide!"

The Primordial Saint Master remained composed, holding the jade Ruyi, he pointed with his finger, and nine rays of golden light flew out from the Ruyi, transforming in mid-air into nine portals of light, revealing faint glimpses of the mountains and rivers of the Celestial Abyss Realm, with the demon palace of the Great Wilderness Demon Court prominently in view.

With another movement of his fingertip, the nine light portals suddenly merged into one, transforming into a golden passage about a yard wide, the spiritual qi within roiling, enough to allow Celestial Venerables of Divinity Transformation to pass freely.

"In this realm, all Divinity Transformations have ascended, only that Demon Venerable remains, with decent cultivation of Dao principles, yet lacking in discernment."

"Since he refuses to submit, we shall descend directly to this realm. I shall personally act, slay this demon, and use his death as a warning to those natives who harbor disloyalty!"