Eternal Life as False Emperor

"Rest assured, as for the item related to the Spirit Root,

as your teacher, I will certainly find it for you.

The bottleneck at the third and fourth layers of Qi Cultivation won’t hold you back."

Having said this, Master Zhang laughed heartily and walked out, reciting, "Are we mere common folk?"

From Master Zhang’s words just now, it is not difficult to see that Zheng Yi has now become his direct disciple.

Originally, refining a single Spirit Storage Pill would only make one an official apprentice, but Zheng Yi’s extraordinary talent and rapid progress led Master Zhang to make this exception for him.

Given Zheng Yi’s current display of alchemy talent, even Wang Miaomiao is outshone.

Inside the Skill Transmission Hall.

Most of the alchemists at the moment were looking at Zheng Yi with complicated expressions.

Even Wang Miaomiao, who previously looked down on Zheng Yi, walked up to him herself, still speaking with that superior tone, "You are quite good.

Perhaps one day, you and I will see eye to eye."

Zheng Yi understood her attitude and cupped his hands in thanks, saying, "Thank you."

He did not wish to harbor enmity with her.

The matters at the Alchemy Pavilion concluded, Zheng Yi returned to his own courtyard.

The incident of him refining a Spirit Storage Pill once again caused quite a stir, but it did not significantly affect his life, though the cultivation resources he received each month had multiplied several times.

Life had become much more prosperous.

As long as one’s talent is sufficiently high, the resources needed for cultivation are never lacking, whether it be gold or silver treasures or items of Immortal Cultivation.

"Jade Dew Pill, it’s time to take you."

While cultivating, Zheng Yi smiled.

As the Jade Dew Pill melted upon entering, its medicinal essence transformed into streams of warmth, nourishing his body like a clear spring.

The injuries Zheng Yi had previously suffered were indeed alleviated significantly.

"Pow, pow, pow," several realms were broken through consecutively.

While Zheng Yi was originally in the Golden Core Realm, a crack on the golden core within his Divine Sea also mended slightly.

The mysteriousness within, the essence Qi of the golden core filled Zheng Yi’s body, and his aura immediately began to rise.

In a few breaths, he broke through from the second-layer Qi Cultivation to third-layer Qi Cultivation, then reached early-stage, middle-stage, and late-stage third-layer, until he reached the peak of third-layer Qi Cultivation Realm.

Unfortunately, this was the only small bottle of Jade Dew Pill he had.

Moreover, even though he broke through to this level, there was still no movement within his storage space. It seems that only by reaching middle-stage Qi Cultivation will there be a chance to open the storage space again.

The previous activation of the space was mere luck.

Zheng Yi concealed his aura, casting a spell with his fingers.

In an instant, the peak aura of third-layer Qi Cultivation gradually dwindled, reverting back to the unremarkable state of the second layer, which aligned with his previous cultivation progress.

After all, a wise man does not stand beneath a precarious wall.

At home, Zheng Yi was diligent and hardworking.

Every day, he commuted between the Alchemy Pavilion and his residence, cultivating tirelessly day and night.

That afternoon, as Zheng Yi was preparing to return home from the Alchemy Pavilion, Wang Xing suddenly approached from a distance, blocking his path.

"Fellow Daoist Zheng Yi."

Seeing Zheng Yi, Wang Xing had already returned to a normal state of mind.

When the difference in strength reaches a certain level, previous feelings of loss don’t seem so important.

After such a long time, Wang Xing had already adjusted.

"In a few days, it will be the trade fair within the Wang Clan meeting.

For us disciples in the early stages of Qi Cultivation, it’s an opportunity to exchange plenty of cultivation resources there.

Spirit Stones are ultimately not as valuable as elixirs, and clan contribution points can be exchanged there for items the clan disciples have gathered from outside.

What do you think, Fellow Daoist Zheng Yi?"

Wang Xing sincerely extended an invitation.

Zheng Yi pondered briefly.

He himself didn’t mind.

However, his three wives were from the Wang Family and would surely be interested in such a cultivation event.

After some thought, Zheng Yi smiled and said, "In that case, I must go; thank you, Fellow Daoist Wang."

"No problem, no problem."

Wang Xing laughed heartily, seemingly honored to have the opportunity to invite Zheng Yi.

Wang Xing walked to a distance, where several Immortal Seeds, upon learning that Zheng Yi would also attend the trade fair, rejoiced with laughter.

Even from afar.

They warmly greeted Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi nodded and smiled in response. Upon returning home, he shared the news of the clan trade fair.

"Who wants to go?"

At the dinner table, Zheng Yi looked at everyone.

Wang Yumo’s eyes lit up, full of anticipation.

Wang Qing also wanted to go, but she was now pregnant, and any unforeseen issues outside could lead to irreparable regret, so staying home to nurture her pregnancy was more reassuring.

"This time, I won’t be going."

Wang Qing was the first to speak.

Wang Yumo raised her hand.

By her side, Wang Xue was still preoccupied with the thought of having a child.

Only with the prospect of having a child could she find peace.

The saying "not worried about lacking, but about imbalance" becomes increasingly evident when comparisons are made.

Seeing this, Wang Yumo gracefully approached Wang Xue and said, "Sister, I heard there might be a Fertility Soup at the trade fair, a Spiritual Elixir for cultivators.

If husband can get it for you, would you still worry about not having children?"

This single sentence instantly captured Wang Xue’s attention.

Previously desolate like the walking dead, her Essence, Qi, and Spirit soared to their peak, and she shouted, "I want to go, I must go too!"

"Alright."

Zheng Yi agreed, "Then we shall all go.

However, plenty of people must remain at the residence; nothing must go wrong."

Zheng Yi reminded again.

"Thank you, master, rest assured, I’ll find my brother to come over.

He’s also a cultivator and will surely take good care of the household."

Wang Qing said.

Zheng Yi nodded, having already considered this.

That night.