Chapter 27: The Great Terror Faced by Blessed Cultivators

After today's events, Ye Qingxuan no longer acted with hesitation. He spoke candidly

"Yes, that's right! These Spirit Boosting Pills were all refined by me, your junior brother.

Furthermore, I can supply 1,000 Spirit Boosting Pills every year in the future. I can even hand over the high-grade pills I refine later to you, Senior Brother, to sell.

I only have one requirement: I prefer tranquility and do not like being disturbed by others. Therefore, I want you to swear a Dao Oath that you will never expose the source of these pills. How does that sound?"

Although he no longer acted timidly within the Xuantian Sect, he had no intention of changing the path he had already planned; what needed to be hidden still had to remain hidden.

He simply chose to be direct rather than beating around the bush.

In truth, the result was the same; it was just that previously, Ye Qingxuan lacked a sense of security within the Xuantian Sect, causing him to subconsciously wrap his words in layers.

As expected, upon hearing Ye Qingxuan's words, Bai Wenyang did not refuse and swore the Dao Oath immediately!

In any case, a Dao Oath merely prevented the swearer from revealing a secret; it caused no actual harm, so Bai Wenyang did not hesitate when faced with this request.

Of course, what he valued was not the quota of 1,000 Spirit Boosting Pills, but Ye Qingxuan's talent for alchemy.

If he could reach a stable trading relationship with Ye Qingxuan, the future benefits would be immense, and benefits represented cultivation resources.

After reaching the cooperation with Bai Wenyang, Ye Qingxuan sold another 1,000 Spirit Boosting Pills, bringing in 9,000 low-grade spirit stones.

By the end of this round, most of the Spirit Boosting Pills in Ye Qingxuan's possession had been sold, yielding a total profit of 18,000 low-grade spirit stones.

As for the remaining pills, Ye Qingxuan did not plan to sell them for the time being.

After counting the spirit stones in his storage ring, Ye Qingxuan remembered he still had a batch of Qi Induction Pills and asked

"By the way, Senior Brother! Does the Hundred Treasures Pavilion accept Qi Induction Pills?"

Hearing the question, Bai Wenyang shook his head slightly

"The profit from Qi Induction Pills is minimal, and they aren't very popular within the Xuantian Sect, so the Hundred Treasures Pavilion does not accept them."

Hearing this, Ye Qingxuan understood!

Great! The disciples of the Xuantian Sect were all wealthy and powerful; they simply looked down on the effectiveness of Qi Induction Pills!

But this was normal. Within the Xuantian Sect, disciples could earn dozens or even hundreds of spirit stones just by completing random tasks.

They were incomparable to the struggling cultivators on the outside.

With spirit stones in his bosom, Ye Qingxuan naturally felt the urge to go shopping. After some calculation, he looked at Bai Wenyang

"Senior Brother, I want a method for cultivating spiritual plants. I wonder how much the Hundred Treasures Pavilion charges for it?"

"Does Junior Brother wish to minor as a Spiritual Plant Master?"

Bai Wenyang was somewhat surprised by Ye Qingxuan's request. Not only was being a Spiritual Plant Master time-consuming and laborious, but the earnings were also not as high as those of an Alchemist.

Given Ye Qingxuan's talent in alchemy, logically speaking, there was no need for him to waste time minoring in spiritual plants.

As if sensing Bai Wenyang's confusion, Ye Qingxuan did not try to hide it and explained

"I am a disciple of the Blessed Cultivation Academy. Minoring as a Spiritual Plant Master is merely preparation for contracting a Blessed Land in the future."

Back when he was with his clan, his thinking had been insufficiently thorough; he had only requested the inheritance of an Alchemist and neglected that of a Spiritual Plant Master. However, it was not too late to mend the error now.

"What? Junior Brother, you are actually a disciple of the Blessed Cultivation Academy?"

Bai Wenyang stood up abruptly. Thinking of Ye Qingxuan's alchemical talent, he felt a surge of regret.

"What a waste!"

He truly felt sorry for Ye Qingxuan. In the eyes of outsiders, Blessed Cultivators normally not only had slow cultivation speeds, but more despairingly, they were forced to sit in meditation in one place.

Without any visible hope, it was easy for one's mind to collapse and for them to pass away into stillness over time.

Furthermore, if their cultivation level could not rise, the grade of the pills they refined would be limited; many high-grade pills required powerful cultivation to support their production.

His junior brother possessed exquisite alchemical talent, yet he would be subject to such restrictions. How could Bai Wenyang not feel regret?

Seeing the regret on Bai Wenyang's face, Ye Qingxuan did not mind. Instead, he smiled and said

"Senior Brother, there is no need to feel sorry for me. Perhaps I might even live longer than you? There is nothing to regret! Hahaha!"

Seeing that Ye Qingxuan did not realize the gravity of the situation, Bai Wenyang looked at him seriously

"Junior Brother, you do not know. For a Blessed Cultivator, the hardest thing to endure is time."

"Once you reach the Foundation Establishment stage, you can only sit in meditation, enduring the temptations of the vast world outside! A few dozen or a few hundred years might be fine, but what about a thousand years?"

"As far as I know, a thousand years is a threshold for Blessed Cultivators. Once you fail to cross it, your mind will collapse! You will pass away within a few years."

"Among the Blessed Cultivators in the Xuantian Sect, fewer than one in ten can cross this threshold. And even if they do, many undergo drastic personality changes and fail to maintain their original self. If that happens, is it still truly themselves who survived?"

From Bai Wenyang's words, Ye Qingxuan once again experienced the great terror faced by becoming a Blessed Cultivator.

However, his heart did not waver. He looked at Bai Wenyang with steady eyes and said calmly

"I am aware of all this! Rest assured, Senior Brother! Since I have decided to walk this path, I have naturally made the psychological preparations."

If the Blessed Cultivation path did not have so many restrictions, how could the quota have fallen to him?

Moreover, most people could not endure the solitude or cross the thousand-year threshold simply because their Dao hearts were not firm enough.

Those with unsteadfast Dao hearts would not go far, regardless of the path they chose.

Blessed Cultivation simply raised these requirements significantly.

When it came to the Dao heart, Ye Qingxuan had never doubted himself.

Having lived two lives, combined with the continuous transformation and strengthening of his soul essence, Ye Qingxuan had never questioned whether he could make it to the end.

If even he doubted himself, then there would truly be no hope.

Besides, he had his clone, the Eternal Turtle, and the mysterious bead that had traveled with him; there was not necessarily a chance to break the deadlock.

If he could eventually use the Eternal Turtle to bear the restrictions of a Blessed Cultivator for him, then he would truly face no risks while enjoying all the benefits.

He just didn't know if it would be possible...

"In that case, I can only wish that you, Junior Brother, can remain true to your heart and make it to the end."

Since the matter was settled and Ye Qingxuan had already become a disciple of the Blessed Cultivation Academy, it was an unchangeable fact. Bai Wenyang could only offer his blessings.

Ye Qingxuan knew that Bai Wenyang was sincerely considering his well-being, so he bowed sincerely to him

"Junior Brother Ye Qingxuan thanks Senior Brother for his guidance!"

Then, Ye Qingxuan took the opportunity to ask a question that had been bothering him

"Senior Brother, since Blessed Cultivators must endure the hardship of sitting in meditation, why don't they practice methods involving clones or puppets to travel the world on their behalf?"

This was what Ye Qingxuan found most incomprehensible. He did not believe that the Xuantian Sect, a hegemon-level power, would lack cultivation methods for clones or puppets.

Furthermore, he did not believe that among so many Blessed Cultivators, no one had ever thought of the methods he could conceive.

There must be some restriction he was unaware of.

He decided to take this chance to probe Bai Wenyang to see what the actual situation was.

To his surprise, upon hearing the question, Bai Wenyang asked back with a look of astonishment

"You don't know?"

"I don't!"

Ye Qingxuan shook his head blankly. Was he supposed to know?

"Where did your quota for Blessed Cultivation come from?"

"Uh! It was obtained by my clan's ancestor!"

"Is this the first time your clan has obtained a Blessed Cultivation quota?"

"Yes!"

"No wonder!"

After learning this, Bai Wenyang understood.

Immediately, Bai Wenyang began to guide him

"Go to the sect's Library. Present your disciple token. Once the Guardian Elder verifies your identity as a Blessed Cultivation disciple, you will be able to consult all information related to Blessed Cultivation!"

"This includes the inheritance of Spiritual Plant Masters. As long as it is related to Blessed Cultivation, helps a Blessed Cultivator grow, or involves information on advancing to a Blessed Land, the Library has it. And as long as you are a Blessed Cultivation disciple, you can consult it for free!"