Half a year passed in the blink of an eye, like sand flowing through fingers.

On Celestial Capital Peak, the sea of clouds still churned, spiritual energy swirled, presenting a scene of tranquility and harmony.

Over at Qinghua Sect and Li Xiao Sect, there was no further action, evidently adopting a familiar appeasement strategy.

Regarding the sudden rise of the "variable" that was Chen Sheng, they chose to temporarily observe.

After all, Chen Sheng's feat of slaying a Master Fake Pill was too shocking, and many of the methods previously used to deal with Foundation Establishment Cultivators were now ineffective.

Was it really necessary to deploy several Masters to surround and kill him?

But if there were losses, who should be blamed?

More importantly, they couldn't think of a reason important enough for such a big ordeal.

In the past, the siege of the White Bone Demon Sect was for the Secret Realm's resources and Nascent Soul inheritance.

But what did Celestial Capital Peak have? Just a Tier Two High Grade Spirit Vein, and a Foundation Establishment Cultivator who failed Core Formation.

The lifespan of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator was only two hundred years. If Tingyu Daoist could not form a core, he would at most be carefree for a few more decades, and would ultimately turn to dust.

After much deliberation, the leadership of the two sects decided there was no need for such drastic measures.

With the silence of the two sects, the entire Chu Kingdom Cultivation Realm's attitude subtly shifted.

Countless visit cards flew towards Celestial Capital Peak like snowflakes!

Whether clan leaders of large and small families, or outstanding Loose Cultivators, they all wanted to form connections with this "Foundation Establishment who slayed Fake Pill" Unparalleled Sword Cultivator.

Chen Sheng mostly declined politely, only summoning a few cultivators he was interested in.

One day, Li Wu walked into the cave holding a black jade scroll, his face carrying a trace of caution:

"Master, this is a newly received visit card. The aura of the person who sent it was strange, I didn't dare to stop them."

Chen Sheng received the jade scroll, and as his Divine Sense probed into it, twisted blood-red characters appeared.

[The two sects are monopolizing the Core Formation Spiritual Objects, unwilling for Chu Country to produce another Golden Core.]

[You, Tianzong Genius, face this predicament. Our White Bone Remnant Vein wishes to befriend you and assist you in solving this crisis, offering half a scroll of Core Formation Secret Skill especially!]

"Heh."

Chen Sheng chuckled lightly, tossing the jade scroll onto the table:

"Even the remnants of the White Bone Demon Sect seek me out, wanting to drag me along to overturn the foundation of the two sects."

He picked up the half scroll of Secret Skill that came with the jade scroll. Upon unfolding it, he saw densely packed blood-colored runes recorded on it.

After pondering for a while, Chen Sheng shook his head, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes:

"Yet another Demon Dao's pill-snatching method."

The core of this secret technique was collecting the Essence Blood of Foundation Establishment Cultivators and refining a "Blood Pill."

If this pill were refined, its effects would be akin to a Tier Three Demon Pill, and once refined, one could advance to become a Master Fake Pill.

Chen Sheng's "Profound Yin Condensing Pill Secret Skill" also belonged to a similar technique.

However, the Profound Yin Corpse Pill Secret Skill was demanding, requiring special Evil Acupoint and corpses.

The Blood Pill Technique, on the other hand, would require bloodshed on a massive scale within the cultivation realm, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.

Chen Sheng casually tossed the secret technique to the side:

"This Blood Pill relies entirely on accumulation of quantity, is low in quality, and not even comparable to a Tier Three Demon Pill. Moreover, it has numerous drawbacks, making it utterly useless to me. Do they really think they can lure me with this?"

Although the Corpse Pill Technique had stringent requirements, it had a remarkably high success rate, more suited to his current situation.

This half scroll of the secret technique, once examined, was deemed worthless by him.

Having dealt with this unique "visit card," Chen Sheng once again devoted his energy to artifact refining.

He took out the White Bone Banner and Soul Manipulation Chain left by Mo Yunshan, and flicked out strands of cyan Sword Gang with his fingers, carefully dismantling the two magical treasures.

The Sword Gang, like the most precise of carving knives, gradually stripped off the restrictions on the magical treasures, leaving only the pure Essence of Spiritual Materials.

The main material of the White Bone Banner was the Thousand-year-old Yin Locust Wood Core, while the Soul Manipulation Chain contained Netherworld Iron Essence, both excellent materials for refining flying swords.

Chen Sheng planned to gradually refine these High Tier Spiritual Materials, extracting their essence, and incorporate it into his Lifebound Flying Sword, the "Tingyu Sword."

...

Another half year passed.

On the Cloud Sea Peak of Celestial Capital Peak, a figure in cyan stood with hands behind his back.

The morning light spilled through the clouds onto him, outlining a tall and straight silhouette.

Around him, a stream of cyan light danced freely, sometimes transforming into a coiling dragon hovering, at other times a startled swan's shadow flitting by, exceptionally lively.

"Come!"

Chen Sheng uttered softly.

The cyan light instantly converged, falling into his hand, transforming into a three-foot-long cyan blade.

The sword gleamed jade-like, with faint dragon patterns flowing on it, exuding an unstoppable sharpness, just a hair's breadth away from becoming a Tier Three Magical Treasure!

Chen Sheng's face showed a satisfied smile:

"Just a tiny bit away from being a magical treasure, perfect."

If the "Tingyu Sword" were to advance to a Tier Three Magical Treasure at this moment, he would find himself in an awkward position.

Without Golden Core Level mana support, wielding a magical treasure would be like a child holding a heavy hammer, not only unable to unleash its power, but also greatly consuming one's own spiritual power.

This was also the reason why, in his previous life as the Peak Master of Pill Furnace Peak, he always used the quasi-Tier Three "Black Dragon Cauldron" as his lifebound pill furnace.

Throughout the thousands of years of Pill Furnace Peak's heritage, there were more than one Tier Three lifebound pill furnace cultivated by the Hall Masters of successive generations, but his cultivation at the time was insufficient to wield them.

As he gently caressed the sword's blade, a hint of expectation flickered in his eyes:

"Once I become a Core, with some slight tempering using Pill Qi, you'll smoothly ascend to become a Tier Three Magical Treasure."

...

Meanwhile, at a secluded valley in the border between the two sects.

The valley entrance was sealed by several black array banners, demonic energy soared within the array light, faint wails of ghosts and wolves could be heard.

Inside the valley, two figures stood opposite each other.

The figure on the left was shrouded in dense demonic energy, his face obscured by the dark mist, only a pair of eyes glowing red could be seen.

His mana fluctuations had astonishingly reached the Fake Pill Level, but he seemed somewhat anxious:

"So much time has passed, why is there still no movement from that Tingyu Daoist? Could it be that he really looks down on our secret technique?"

The blood-robed figure on the right, enveloped in mana also at the Fake Pill Level, appeared much more composed, only shaking his head slightly, his voice hoarse:

"Perhaps the other side has a better method."

"Mo Yunshan once hoarded quite a few secret techniques; maybe he has a shortcut to Core Formation and naturally looks down on our half scroll of Blood Pill Technique."

The demonic figure cursed lowly, his tone full of unwillingness:

"Damn Mo Yunshan!"

"If not for him being greedy and cowardly back then, how could the White Bone Array have been so easily broken by the two sects? Why would you and I be hiding now?"

He paused, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes:

"How about you and I join forces to break his grand array?"

The blood-robed Master fell silent for a moment, then spoke slowly:

"Both you and I know Mo Yunshan's strength; all these years he has been refining White Bone Blood Puppets, and those puppets have Tier Three level combat power too."

"Along with him, that makes two Fake Pill cultivators, yet all fell within the grand array of Celestial Capital Peak."

He shook his head:

"Even if we join forces, there's less than a fifty percent chance of victory."

"Let's try negotiating first; let's hope he won't demand exorbitantly like Mo Yunshan."

Hearing this, the demonic figure slammed his fist hard on a nearby boulder, shattering the rock.

In the end, he could only reluctantly nod: "That's all we can do."

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