Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Sixth Order realm.

According to the classification of this world, it had already surpassed the Deification Nine Transformations, belonging to the powerful beings who could enter the Tongxuan Secret Realm.

It was only a step away from the Immortal Sect, and could be known as a Pseudo-Immortal.

When demons reached this step, they also had the ability to transform and reach the heavens. The items contained within such a Storage Spiritual Treasure of this caliber would likely exceed Chu Zheng's imagination.

"What should we do next?"

Fu Quanliang put down his bowl, sighed, and then asked about Chu Zheng's plans.

Every day within the sect he had to consume Fasting Pills, which nauseated him. After his experience at the Song Residence, even the ordinary grains, which held no benefit for his physique, were something he missed amidst all the flavours of the world.

"Start a sect, establish a faction, but not recruit disciples, just do business."

For his subsequent plans, Chu Zheng already had a rough idea.

The great war between two sects was imminent, affecting an area over a million miles. The existence of Magic Artifacts was no less significant than military weapons in his previous life.

Repairing Low Grade Magic Artifacts required virtually no cost for Chu Zheng.

The most suitable business for him was undoubtedly the highly profitable trade of Magic Artifacts.

Starting a sect and establishing a faction was merely for show, and with only two people, it seemed weak and powerless, but at least it sounded plausible.

"Start a sect? What's it called?" Fu Quanliang asked, puzzled.

Chu Zheng pondered for a long time before he slowly replied, "Let's call it 'Qi Sect'."

"Qi Sect? What kind of qi?" Fu Quanliang thought the name odd.

Chu Zheng dipped his fingertip in tea water and slowly wrote the character 'Qi' on the desk.

Staring at the completely foreign character, Fu Quanliang doubted for a moment, "Does this character exist?"

"It didn't exist before, but since I came, it now does."

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Phantom Spirit Sect.

The Stepping Stone of Immortality emitted a humming sound for just a moment before people began to crowd around, all were elders and disciples drawn by the noise.

On the Stepping Stone of Immortality stood a boy who appeared no older than thirteen or fourteen, with a youthful face and clear eyes. Wearing simple clothing, he radiated an air of simplicity.

All around was silent because of the sudden appearance of Feng Qiyuan.

The radiant Immortal Light on the stone gradually subsided, and as Feng Qiyuan stepped onto the Stepping Stone of Immortality, his expression was serene,

"What's your name?"

"Wei Changqing."

The boy looked puzzled as he faced Feng Qiyuan, who seemed to be about his age, and subconsciously asked back,

"What's your name?"

A gleam of Spiritual Light flitted through Feng Qiyuan's pupils as he stared into Wei Changqing's eyes. In an instant, he captured the boy's spirit; his tone turned icy,

"I'll ask one more time, what's your name, and where is your home?"

Xiao Yuanqing had just died; now another High Quality Immortal Bone had emerged—it was too coincidental.

"I'm Wei Changqing, from the Shuo Silver Fortress of the Fengyi Residence in Luo Yun County within the White Feather Empire..."

Wei Changqing spoke monotonously, truthfully revealing everything.

The Phantom Spirit Technique specialized in cultivating the soul with a very strong Divine Sense, and was particularly adept at illusions and soul-bewitching methods.

To such an ordinary person devoid of cultivation, such as Wei Changqing, there was no chance of resisting in front of Feng Qiyuan; his spirit was utterly lost.

"What are you doing here?" Feng Qiyuan furrowed his brows, never relaxing his vigilance.

"Someone said they would teach me cultivation..."

Just as Feng Qiyuan was about to ask further questions, the grand formation that enveloped the entire Phantom Spirit Mountain Range suddenly rippled in waves.

He looked up, only to see a figure towering over the nine heavens, gesturing towards a lock.

Upon recognizing the visitor, a flicker of murderous intent inadvertently surged in the depths of Feng Qiyuan's eyes, vanishing as quickly as it had come.

He waved his hand to disperse the grand formation and welcomed the newcomer with a smile on his face, greeting,

"Envoy Ling, it must have been over a thousand years since we last met."

"Indeed, I thought you wouldn't make it past that point. You're quite lucky," Envoy Ling remarked offhandedly, "Do you mind if I have a word with this child?"

"The news from the Holy Land is as timely as ever," Feng Qiyuan said without changing his expression, gesturing,

"The Holy Envoy may do as he pleases."

Envoy Ling slowly raised his hand, drawing a boundary on the ground, and a barrier was instantly erected, blocking the watchful eyes from all sides.

Looking at the still dazed Wei Changqing, Envoy Ling shouted,

"Awaken!"

Wei Changqing's focus gradually returned, and he looked around, eventually directing his gaze at Envoy Ling before him, puzzled,

"Who are you..."

Envoy Ling pointed a finger at Wei Changqing's forehead.

The boy immediately retreated, clutching his head in pain. After a while, he gradually calmed down.

When he looked up again, the confusion had vanished from his face, and with a respectful demeanor, he bowed,

"Master..."

Envoy Ling said gently, "Changqing, do you resent me for making you lose your cultivation?"

"If Master has done so, there must be a reason. I hold no grudges, I just don't understand," Wei Changqing said, his face filled with confusion, "The Holy Land is more than a hundred times stronger than Phantom Spirit Sect, why would I need to cultivate undercover in a medium-level sect and also have my previous memories locked away?"

"There are more than a hundred people in the Holy Land with High Quality Immortal Bone; if you aim to vie for the position of Saint Heir, you must take a different path."

"No matter how abundant the resources of the Holy Land are, with so many people sharing, the part that falls into your hands is very little."

"Although the Phantom Spirit Sect is going through tumultuous times, it was once a power that produced a Tongxuan realm expert. The sect's thousand-year accumulation makes for profound foundations," Envoy Ling explained, "That Illusory Spirit Treasure Mirror is indeed a Tongxuan Spiritual Treasure, rare even within the Holy Land."

"The war between the sects is about to begin, and whether the Phantom Spirit Sect's High Quality Immortal Bone truly met with an accident or was hidden away, your entry into the sect now is perfectly timed."

"In normal times, Phantom Spirit Sect would spend a great deal of effort to verify your ancestry up to three generations. Now, with the looming war, your traces within the White Feather Empire will soon be scattered and untraceable."

"You shall stay in Phantom Spirit Sect for a hundred years; after a century, we will see how things change. I will keep an eye on your progress."

Envoy Ling glanced outside the barrier, then pointed a finger at Wei Changqing's forehead again.

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