Chapter 407: Blue Sea Sky's Reply

Chapter 407: Lan Haitan’s Reply (8k)

After the Talisman of Heavenly Art arrived, Chen Mobai immediately went to inspect it.

“The spiritual patterns on this thing are quite complex.”

In the living room on the second floor of Meng Huang’er’s villa, Chen Mobai sat on the sofa, looking at the bright yellow talisman paper in his hand. He ran his fingers over the strokes, feeling the traces of spiritual energy within, and couldn't help but marvel.

This talisman was already a second-tier mid-grade item.

Even if he were to learn it, it would take him some time to analyze and master it.

“Tomorrow, I’ll go to Teacher Luo to exchange for the Three Treasures of Foundation Establishment and prepare some other spiritual materials. The day after tomorrow, I’ll officially begin my Foundation Establishment.”

Meng Huang’er, sitting beside him, spoke with a determined expression. She was a decisive person; once things reached this point, she had no other distractions.

“Alright, I’ll go prepare as well.”

Chen Mobai naturally had no objections to this, as it had been agreed upon long ago.

His divine sense bottleneck had already shown signs of breaking through due to Meng Huang’er. Even without the aid of her Heavenly Sound of the Heart during her Foundation Establishment, he would likely be able to cross it normally and open up his Purple Mansion Sea of Consciousness after the New Year.

Although Meng Huang’er was unaware of this favor, he kept it deeply in his heart.

After taking dozens of photos of the Talisman of Heavenly Art, Chen Mobai bid farewell and left.

He went to the Daoist Academy, first borrowing the specially made Spirit Gathering Array from Yun Yangbing. This array could temporarily elevate the third-tier top-grade spiritual energy in Building No. 9 to a fourth-tier low-grade level.

Chen Mobai and Ming Yihua had both praised it after using it, so they always borrowed it whenever they sought a breakthrough or advancement.

Yun Yangbing had only returned to the Daoist Academy a few days prior. For the past year, he had been surveying and mapping various parts of the Immortal Sect, traversing great rivers and mountains to complete the measurement and mapping of sixteen spiritual veins. He had become noticeably tanned.

“Although it was hard work, it greatly enhanced my array cultivation. I plan to continue traveling through every territory of the Immortal Sect for the remaining two years at the academy, and even after graduation, to complete the surveying of all ten thousand spiritual veins within the borders.”

The Immortal Sect was said to possess ten thousand spiritual veins, which supplied the cultivation needs of three hundred million cultivators. Thus, these veins were constantly changing.

To prevent the exhaustion of spiritual veins, the Immortal Sect dispatched personnel annually to physically measure the spiritual energy reserves of all veins.

If signs of depletion or inability to regenerate appeared, they would intervene, prohibiting the extraction of spiritual energy from those veins. Then, geomancers would use special methods to restore the spiritual energy.

Most of this work was outsourced by the Immortal Sect to students of the Daoist Academy, not only because students were inexpensive but also because it was indeed a form of cultivation.

Many array masters had experience surveying the ten thousand spiritual veins of the Immortal Sect. After completing this process, array masters would experience a sublimation. Some exceptionally talented individuals could even achieve direct enlightenment.

The current Palace Master of the Immortal Affairs Hall was a student of the array formation department at the Heaven-Mending Daoist Academy. After graduation, he passed the civil service exam and entered the Immortal Sect's Land and Spiritual Vein Management Bureau, leading students from the Daoist Academy to measure spiritual veins for decades, day after day.

And after personally participating in the surveying of the ten thousand spiritual veins, he actually achieved enlightenment and condensed a Golden Core on the peak of Mount Xixuan, without the aid of any Golden Core spiritual materials.

After condensing his Golden Core, he rose rapidly through the ranks. With the operations of the Heaven-Mending Daoist Academy, he was promoted step by step, eventually successfully achieving Nascent Soul and becoming one of the three great Palace Masters of the Immortal Sect.

Yun Yangbing evidently intended to emulate this individual, or rather, the Immortal Affairs Hall Palace Master was the idol of many array masters in the Immortal Sect.

“If you go to Danxia City for surveying in the future, let me know in advance. I’ll treat you well.”

After hearing Yun Yangbing’s thoughts, Chen Mobai greatly admired him.

This was similar to his own desire to cultivate spiritual fields in the Giantwood Ridge; it had become his Dao-heart conviction.

If one day he could truly change the entire Eastern Desolation with his ideals, he would likely achieve immense gains.

After catching up with Yun Yangbing, Chen Mobai noticed it was still early and went to Building No. 1.

“Luck? You are an Immortal Sect cultivator; how can you believe in such things!”

Chen Mobai subtly inquired about matters of luck from Che Yucheng, but the latter shook his head directly after hearing it.

The Immortal Sect believed that luck objectively existed, but it was insignificant for truly capable individuals.

Cultivators should possess great power within themselves and the belief that humans can conquer fate.

Only those lacking ability would hope for something as ephemeral as luck.

Chen Mobai thought about it carefully, and it indeed made sense.

Like those in their God Transformation class, they were all top-tier geniuses who could easily establish their foundation with their talent and ability, needing no luck whatsoever.

Luck only played a decisive role when the odds were fifty-fifty.

Under overwhelming forces, it was like a drop of water against a rolling boulder—utterly useless.

“Teacher, I have a friend back home. Her spiritual root talent is mediocre, and her first Foundation Establishment failed. She got a Heavenly Art from somewhere, which she says can borrow the luck of great individuals. Do you think this can work?”

Che Yucheng listened, shaking his head while drinking tea.

“That sounds like a relic from ancient Daoist traditions, a wasteful spell. It might have some minor use, but mostly it's deceptive. Whether Foundation Establishment succeeds or not primarily depends on oneself.”

Chen Mobai was greatly surprised by Che Yucheng’s words. Didn't this mean Meng Huang’er had been tricked?

“Teacher, aren't those ancient Daoist traditions universally reviled? How come there are still traces of them in the Immortal Sect?”

“Only the Ascension Sect is officially designated as an evil force by the Immortal Sect. Some ancient Daoist traditions that adapted quickly are allowed to spread normally within the Immortal Sect. For example, the Ruyi Sect; the Immortal Sect relies on their Hun Tian Yuan Jing to process waste and recycle spiritual veins.”

Chen Mobai was also aware of the Ruyi Sect. This ancient Daoist tradition condensed a Hun Tian Yuan Jing, which could melt any worldly material and transform it into any magical artifact form.

Previously, the Ruyi Sect used it to melt heaven and earth essence and spiritual stones. However, the Immortal Sect discovered another use for this miraculous art: processing various types of waste.

The Hun Tian Yuan Jing could refine anything, making it excellent for such purposes.

Some members of the Ruyi Sect felt it was a great humiliation and swore resistance. These individuals were then slaughtered by the Immortal Sect.

The remaining members obediently helped refine waste and even guided the processed spiritual flows into depleted spiritual veins to nourish the earth.

Those materials that could not be recycled by the earth were given as compensation to the Ruyi Sect for cultivating their Hun Tian Yuan Jing, allowing them to refine and absorb them.

Indeed, those Ruyi Sect members who surrendered established a waste classification and processing company. They received over a hundred million in good deeds and compensation from the Immortal Sect annually. Although they toiled to refine waste, each of them became incredibly wealthy and were content with their new lives.

“This art of luck is said to belong to a very small ancient Daoist tradition called Emerald Feather Cliff. They only emerged during ancient dynastic changes to stir up trouble and promote their cultivation.”

“When our Immortal Sect was first established, they saw that the Immortal Sect would dominate the Yuanxing planet for endless years and pledged allegiance. Although they weren't of much use, their words were pleasant, so we allowed them to join.”

“However, this lineage was later sent to explore another realm. Due to their lack of discernment, they spied on the tomb of a mysterious powerful cultivator, and both of their Golden Core cultivators were killed. Afterward, their influence in the Immortal Sect declined. I didn't expect them to still have inheritors.”

After listening to Che Yucheng’s words, Chen Mobai couldn't help but marvel.

Some of these ancient Daoist traditions were even recognized by the Immortal Sect.

To avoid future confusion, he asked Che Yucheng which ones were good and which were evil forces.

“You don’t need to worry about the others, but the Divine Mechanism Palace truly has something special. The Patriarch Qianxing was able to achieve God Transformation thanks to the guidance of the Divine Mechanism Palace.”

“However, this lineage follows the path of reclusive masters and never serves in official capacities.”

“But the upper echelons of the Immortal Sect all know to treat the inheritors of this lineage with courtesy.”

Chen Mobai nodded repeatedly upon hearing the words "Divine Mechanism Palace," no wonder that girl with sunglasses was so powerful; she came from a renowned lineage.

He then asked about some other ancient Daoist traditions. Che Yucheng told him that regardless of whether they were righteous or evil, they were actually somewhat connected. The Immortal Sect simply couldn't be bothered to manage them, as long as they didn't violate the law.

After all, the Ascension Sect had retreated beyond Yuanxing; they couldn't possibly pursue them across planets.

After listening, Chen Mobai bid farewell and left.

Back home, he hesitated for a moment but ultimately decided not to tell Meng Huang’er what Che Yucheng had said.

Her entire faith was now placed on this Heavenly Art. If she knew this, her Dao-heart might be affected even before Foundation Establishment.

Moreover, Emerald Feather Cliff had left traces in the Immortal Sect, and Che Yucheng also said that the Heavenly Art had some use. Perhaps she really could succeed by borrowing his luck.

Chen Mobai thought this way, sincerely hoping that Meng Huang’er would succeed in her Foundation Establishment this time.

He did not disturb her for the next two days.

At the appointed time, he arrived at Building No. 9 and rented a standard cultivation room.

*Come over.*

In the evening, Chen Mobai received a text message from Meng Huang’er.

Since he couldn’t expose his storage bag, he carried a small backpack with his belongings.

Chen Mobai quietly went upstairs and arrived at Meng Huang’er’s room.

Without knocking, he directly opened the door.

Meng Huang’er had already left the door open for him.

“Have you prepared all the spiritual items for Foundation Establishment?”

Upon entering, Chen Mobai saw the young woman seated cross-legged on a futon in the center of the cultivation room and spoke first.

“Yes, they’re all here.”

Meng Huang’er opened a small bag beside her, taking out the Three Treasures of Foundation Establishment, Profound Fire Elixir, and other miraculous elixirs and medicines one by one. Chen Mobai carefully checked them, and after confirming there were no problems, he took out the Spirit Gathering Array he had borrowed from Yun Yangbing.

“As expected, he truly is the Daoist Academy’s top array master of the past decade.”

Meng Huang’er had evidently heard of Yun Yangbing’s reputation. After Chen Mobai activated the Spirit Gathering Array and let her experience the upgrade in spiritual energy, she couldn’t help but exclaim with admiration.

Compared to true geniuses like Chen Mobai and Yun Yangbing, she appeared so ordinary.

Heaven had blessed her with a beautiful voice but had not given her matching spiritual roots or comprehension.

“Alright, everything seems fine. I’ll lock the door now.”

After both of them confirmed that all preparations for Foundation Establishment were in order, Chen Mobai spoke.

To prevent external disturbances, these cultivation rooms were equipped with powerful restrictions set by Daoist Academy teachers. They would activate simply by locking the door.

At that point, unless someone could uproot the entire Building No. 9, those inside the room would remain undisturbed.

Meng Huang’er nodded, and Chen Mobai rose to lock the main door.

Then, the two sat facing each other on the large futon in the center of the room, their gazes fixed on the Talisman of Heavenly Art.

“Let’s begin!”

Meng Huang’er took a deep breath and picked up the talisman. Chen Mobai also extended his hand, and they simultaneously gripped it.

“You infuse spiritual power; I’ll cooperate with you.”

Chen Mobai’s cultivation realm far exceeded Meng Huang’er’s. With his divine sense cultivation, he could precisely achieve this. Meng Huang’er began to slowly infuse her spiritual power according to the method of using the Heavenly Art.

The spiritual patterns on the talisman began to light up from her fair fingertips, spreading across half the paper. On the opposite side, Chen Mobai’s spiritual power also flowed in.

Soon, the spiritual patterns illuminated by their spiritual power converged at the central boundary, then fused into one, igniting the entire talisman paper into a luminous image. It solidified into two strands of light, like rings, settling on their thumbs.

At this moment, Chen Mobai felt an inexplicable link form between him and the young woman before him. It was as if the luck attached to both of them had left their bodies, then began to merge and converge above their heads.

After an unknown period, this fused luck evenly dispersed and descended upon each of them.

“It worked.”

Meng Huang’er looked at the light strands on her fingers, which had merged into her skin, leaving only a faint red circular mark. Her face lit up with surprise.

Chen Mobai watched the red ring on his thumb slowly disappear with the passage of time.

Once it completely vanished, it would signify the失效 (invalidation) of the Heavenly Art, and the luck he had lent would return.

“Then work hard. I’ll stand guard for you nearby.”

Chen Mobai got up and walked to a corner of the cultivation room to sit down. After using the Heavenly Art, he wasn’t sure how far its effective range was, so it was best for him not to leave Meng Huang’er’s side.

Moreover, if Meng Huang’er succeeded in Foundation Establishment, he couldn’t miss the Heavenly Sound of the Heart.

At the very least, it could save him a month or two, allowing him to break through his divine sense bottleneck earlier.

“Thank you for your trouble.”

After saying this, Meng Huang’er held her breath and meditated for a while. Once she confirmed that her essence, qi, and spirit were in their most perfect state, she began to consume the Foundation Establishment spiritual items one by one in sequence.

Since she had already completed the muscle and marrow cleansing step during her first Foundation Establishment, this time, she completed the process in just half a day.

Chen Mobai watched as Meng Huang’er’s already dazzlingly fair skin now glowed like lustrous, beautiful jade. The unabsorbed Profound Fire Elixir flowed through her meridians, tinting her smooth, pale complexion with a delicate blush, making her appear exceptionally charming.

And after the easy completion of muscle and marrow cleansing, the critical step of condensing Qi into liquid followed.

Last time, Meng Huang’er had failed at this stage.

The Profound Sound Marvelous Method required condensing twelve drops of liquid spiritual power, which was considered a middle-to-upper-tier cultivation method in the Immortal Sect. With the experience of her first failure and the added blessing of his luck, Chen Mobai believed Meng Huang’er should be able to overcome this step.

At this time, Chen Mobai also activated the Spirit Gathering Array he had brought, and secretly crushed a few spiritual stones to fill the room with spiritual energy.

With ample spiritual energy supply, Meng Huang’er condensed six drops of liquid spiritual power in one go.

Then, the efficacy of the consumed Foundation Establishment spiritual items ran out, requiring her to condense the remaining six drops herself.

The pipa placed by Meng Huang’er’s feet suddenly lit up with a crystal light, transforming into a continuous beam that flowed into her fair forehead. While enhancing her divine sense, it also led her to comprehend the Profound Sound Marvelous Method at the Foundation Establishment level.

Chen Mobai watched this scene with interest. As the spiritual energy in the room surged towards Meng Huang’er, a sound from deep within her heart resonated in his mind.

“Is this the ‘Heavenly Sound of the Heart’?”

Chen Mobai was slightly enlightened. During the Foundation Establishment process, Meng Huang’er was performing a symphony of transformation, coordinating her essence, qi, and spirit.

As she exerted her full effort, this Heavenly Sound of the Heart finally played, causing her human resonance to chime throughout her body.

Chen Mobai, on the side, couldn't help but close his eyes, allowing his acupoints to resonate with the Heavenly Sound of the Heart. He felt that his divine sense bottleneck, which had already cracked slightly due to Meng Huang’er, was loosening further.

That tiny crack began to expand, gradually widening, and then with a soft *snap*, a corner of his Purple Mansion Sea of Consciousness was completely breached.

Chen Mobai did not let go of this opportunity, guiding the human resonance stimulated by Meng Huang’er's Heavenly Sound of the Heart into his Purple Mansion Sea of Consciousness, expanding inch by inch from the breached corner...

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Mobai's divine sense bottleneck had been largely broken through. But just as he was about to push through in one go, he found that the Heavenly Sound of the Heart from outside had stopped.

Without its source, his own human resonance also began to quiet down, and the efficiency of opening up his Purple Mansion Sea of Consciousness dropped to a tenth.

Chen Mobai felt something was amiss and immediately opened his eyes.

He saw Meng Huang’er, pale-faced and bleeding from the corner of her mouth, unconscious on the futon in the center of the cultivation room.

Beside her, the pipa had split into two, losing all its spiritual light.

What happened?

Could it be that her Foundation Establishment failed?

Chen Mobai was startled by this scene.

However, he dared not approach directly, fearing that she might be in the process of a divine sense out-of-body experience and that touching her might interrupt this state.

But Meng Huang’er’s condition almost certainly meant her Foundation Establishment had failed.

Chen Mobai gritted his teeth. At this point, he couldn't afford to hesitate. He immediately activated his Void-Piercing Spiritual Eyes and looked at Meng Huang’er’s body.

His eyes pierced through her clothes and flesh, looking directly at her essence. Seeing this, he dared not delay any longer, rushing to Meng Huang’er’s side and helping her up.

Then, Chen Mobai picked up a healing elixir that Meng Huang’er had already prepared, pinched her chin, and forcefully put it into her mouth.

Upon swallowing the elixir, Meng Huang’er’s face grew even paler.

Chen Mobai kept his Void-Piercing Spiritual Eyes active throughout, seeing the elixir stuck in her Twelve-Story Pagoda.

He disregarded any impropriety, holding Meng Huang’er with his left arm, then placing the five fingers of his right hand on her fair, slender neck. He used the Lamp-Igniting Art to refine the elixir into a warm current from a distance, then guided the medicinal power with his divine sense to clear her meridians, acupoints, and qi gates, which were blocked due to the failed Foundation Establishment…

After about fifteen minutes, the unconscious Meng Huang’er coughed uncontrollably, then woke up, spitting out a large mouthful of fresh blood onto Chen Mobai’s sleeve.

“You’re awake.”

Chen Mobai didn’t know how to comfort her, so he could only say this.

“Why, I clearly borrowed… your… great luck, how could I… still fail…”

Meng Huang’er was extremely weak now. It seemed she hadn’t given up at the very last moment, gritting her teeth and pushing forward, which resulted in a heavier backlash after her Foundation Establishment failed.

Had it not been for Chen Mobai’s timely intervention, she would probably have needed at least a year to recover.

“Perhaps my luck wasn’t enough.”

Chen Mobai didn’t mention Che Yucheng’s words. In this situation, he still had some emotional intelligence, attributing Meng Huang’er’s Foundation Establishment failure to himself.

“Heh… ha… ha ha…”

However, Meng Huang’er’s mental state had already collapsed, and she began to laugh strangely, spitting blood as she laughed.

This was a good sign; it meant the stagnant blood that had accumulated in her meridians due to the failed Foundation Establishment was being expelled. Once it was out, her meridians would become unblocked, and the spiritual power in her dantian’s sea of qi would flow throughout her body, allowing her to absorb spiritual energy and slowly recover.

This was also the effect of Chen Mobai’s Void-Piercing Spiritual Eyes allowing him to see her injuries throughout her body and then precisely using the Lamp-Igniting Art for massage.

But even so, Chen Mobai silently adjusted Meng Huang’er’s body with his left hand, preventing her from spitting on his clothes again.

“I really should… accept my fate. I never had talent to begin with, so why… insist on striving for advancement…”

Meng Huang’er’s pale face was despairing, her voice filled with hopelessness. She had made all possible preparations for the Foundation Establishment process; perhaps she was the only one in the entire Immortal Sect who had so many resources available.

But even with all this, she still failed Foundation Establishment.

This completely broke Meng Huang’er, who already lacked self-confidence.

After spitting out the blood, she collapsed into Chen Mobai’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

“It’s okay, Senior Sister, you still have another year.”

Chen Mobai could only comfort her this way. With his timely treatment using the Lamp-Igniting Art, Meng Huang’er would likely need only a few months to half a year to fully recover.

If she didn’t mind severe qi depletion, she could attempt Foundation Establishment again when she graduated next year.

However, after failing this time with so many conditions met, Meng Huang’er’s chances for a third attempt were probably slim.

The Imperial Medical Academy had compiled statistics.

About 60% of all Foundation Establishment cultivators who graduated from the ten great academies succeeded on their second attempt at Foundation Establishment.

This meant that the second attempt was the best opportunity for ordinary cultivators to establish their foundation.

If she didn’t succeed this time, Meng Huang’er’s chances of success in future attempts would be slim.

Furthermore, after leaving the Daoist Academy, items like the Three Treasures of Foundation Establishment and Profound Fire Elixir would be much harder to acquire as easily as they were now.

Thinking of this, Meng Huang’er cried even more sadly.

Chen Mobai could do nothing about it but pat her shoulder, letting her cry.

After an unknown period, Meng Huang’er’s sobs finally ceased.

It was fortunate that Chen Mobai’s physical body was also very well-trained; otherwise, his arm would have been sore long ago.

“I’m sorry, I lost my composure.”

After a good cry, Meng Huang’er finally calmed down. Her jade-like face was pale, and she leaned weakly in Chen Mobai’s arms, her expression pitiable and tinged with sorrow.

“It’s alright. Don’t give up until the very last moment. With a year’s time, who knows, you might comprehend the Critical Boundary Method.”

Chen Mobai could only continue to comfort her. Then, he stood up, carrying Meng Huang’er to the corner.

Although it was called a cultivation room, with the main layout being a futon, there was still a resting bed. Chen Mobai placed Meng Huang’er on the bed and turned to leave.

“I’ll go call the school doctor for you.”

He had used the Lamp-Igniting Art to briefly treat Meng Huang’er’s injuries, but it wasn't professional. After a failed Foundation Establishment, which involved essence, qi, and spirit, she still needed to be sent to a hospital for professional examination and to devise a specialized recuperation plan.

As he turned, Chen Mobai suddenly noticed Meng Huang’er had tugged at his sleeve.

He looked down and met her sorrowful, somewhat resentful eyes.

“Can you stay with me?”

“Okay, I’ll leave after the school doctor arrives.”

In this situation, Chen Mobai still showed considerable gentlemanly grace. If it weren't for his immense reputation, and the potential impact on both their reputations if seen in Meng Huang’er’s room, he even felt he should accompany her to the hospital.

In the room, which still carried a faint scent of blood, a graceful and lithe young woman lay weakly on the bed. Her pristine white shirt was stained with mottled bloodstains, like plum blossoms. Her long, dark hair was spread out, with a few strands clinging to her cheek from the blood at the corner of her mouth, making her pale, oval face appear even more desolate.

Chen Mobai stood by the window, his back to Meng Huang’er, looking outside.

Soon, he saw a flying ambulance land at the entrance of Building No. 9, followed by two school doctors in white coats rushing down with a stretcher.

“I should go now.”

After seeing the school doctors disappear from his sight, Chen Mobai turned and softly told Meng Huang’er, who was still on the bed. She nodded blankly.

Seeing her increasingly hollow and sorrowful eyes, Chen Mobai suddenly feared she might do something drastic.

“Don’t give up. I have a friend at the Imperial Medical Academy who once mentioned a special method to cultivate the original Critical Boundary Method, the ‘Jade Lock Golden Gate Art.’ But that method only works for men. I’ll go research it with him and see if we can figure out a way that works for you too.”

Upon hearing Chen Mobai’s words, a glimmer of light finally appeared in Meng Huang’er’s mournful eyes.

At the same time, the phone at the front desk of Building No. 9 rang on Meng Huang’er’s mobile phone. Chen Mobai walked to her side, answered it for her, and confirmed her failed Foundation Establishment and need for medical attention.

“Heal well.”

After leaving this sentence, Chen Mobai’s figure vanished from the room.

Immediately, the sound of the door lock clicking could be heard from outside.

Chen Mobai stood by his window on the second floor, watching Meng Huang’er being carried away by the school doctors. His thumb’s red ring disappeared, indicating that the effective range of the Heavenly Art was roughly the size of a mountain peak.

After pondering for a moment, he picked up his phone with a hesitant expression.

He hadn’t thought much about it when he said it, but now that he actually had to ask, he still felt a little embarrassed.

When he had searched for Critical Boundary Method cultivation on the auxiliary cultivation software, he had used his super-high authority to see a post by Tian Wenguang from the Imperial Medical Academy, which described how he had cultivated the ‘Jade Lock Golden Gate Art’ through multiple practices.

This ancient method, once mastered, allowed cultivators to eternally maintain a childlike body and retain their primal yang during sexual intercourse.

But when Chen Mobai initially comprehended the Jade Lock Golden Gate Art, it was solely for the Critical Boundary Method.

He could swear that he had absolutely no impure thoughts regarding it.

However, seeing Meng Huang’er’s desolate expression, and recalling that his divine sense bottleneck breakthrough was entirely due to her help, if he were to simply stand by, he would likely feel guilty in the future.

So, in a moment of impulse, he had said those words.

However, Chen Mobai didn't know Tian Wenguang, and since the latter had used super-high authority to hide that post, it suggested he was a person who was outwardly reserved but secretly passionate, and socially anxious.

If he were to rashly seek him out to inquire about the Jade Lock Golden Gate Art, the latter might experience a mortifying social death, and there was also the possibility of exposing the Turtle Treasure.

What a headache!

Despite his annoyance, Chen Mobai began to act for Meng Huang’er.

He first logged into Scarlet Sky, searched for his past combat records with Tian Wenguang, and then sent a friend request.

However, like Lu Qiulong, it wasn't accepted immediately.

Two years ago, Scarlet Sky was quite popular, with many cultivators eagerly engaging in combat to hone their cultivation methods and skills.

But this year, the enthusiasm had waned, especially with Chen Mobai consistently holding the top spot on the leaderboard. Foundation Establishment cultivators lost their motivation to strive, often slacking off.

After sending the friend request, Chen Mobai searched online for Tian Wenguang.

He found that as a graduate of the Imperial Medical Academy, Tian Wenguang was somewhat well-known, working as a male urologist in a top-tier hospital in Baozhu Cave Heaven, and had already reached the level of associate chief physician.

Chen Mobai thought for a moment and booked an online consultation with Tian Wenguang.

The Immortal Sect had an online medical consultation service, and Tian Wenguang’s appointments were surprisingly hard to get; Chen Mobai’s consultation time was already scheduled for after the New Year.

Chen Mobai sighed.

He was still wondering if he could get an Enlightenment Pill for Meng Huang’er.

However, the production of this elixir was extremely scarce at the Jumang Daoist Academy, and since it could only be exchanged for once, students there were unwilling to give up this opportunity.

Chen Mobai even thought of the Foundation Establishment Pills from the Heavenly River Realm.

But it was just a thought; such items were strategic treasures even in the Divine Wood Sect. True disciples each received one, and even the Foundation Establishment elders couldn’t interfere.

Moreover, if there were indeed extra Foundation Establishment Pills, Chen Mobai would have wanted one for his father.

Although the probability of Foundation Establishment after sixty was extremely slim, it was still a gesture of his filial piety.

Furthermore, Foundation Establishment Pills were prohibited from being refined in the Immortal Sect. His father would certainly help keep it a secret, but giving it to Meng Huang’er carried too much risk.

Just as Chen Mobai was contemplating various methods, his phone suddenly displayed a text message.

Lan Haitan: *Is something wrong? After forming my Golden Core, I’ve been experiencing the spectacle of ice and snow auroras in the Extreme North Cave Heaven, forging my 본명법보 (natal magical artifact) with the power of the bipolar magnetic forces. I only check my phone occasionally, which is why I just saw your text today.*

Upon seeing this, Chen Mobai was first stunned, then marveled with realization.

He had initially been drawn to Zhongli Tianyu’s description of the Azure Dragon Aspect and wanted to obtain a drop of third-tier Azure Snake blood essence, so he had thought to ask a professional.

At that time, he had sent Lan Haitan a simple message: *Are you there?*

He hadn't expected to receive a reply today.

Although he knew that with Lan Haitan’s talent, coupled with the Golden Liquid Jade Return Pill, the probability of him forming a Golden Core was very high, he was still very emotional when he actually learned that he had done so.

Especially after personally witnessing Meng Hong’s Golden Core failure and Meng Huang’er’s Foundation Establishment failure.

The contrast was too stark.

Indeed, there was a difference between cultivators.

Teacher Che was right: truly capable individuals are not swayed by luck.