147: Chapter 61: The Thousand Schemes of Old Men_3 147: Chapter 61: The Thousand Schemes of Old Men_3 In order to dispel Wanyun Sect’s concerns, when Li Dazhi tactfully brought up the matter of an oath, Xu Sheng did not even hesitate to agree and, bolstered by the courage from his drink, swore an oath that if his Wei Yuan Sect ever wronged Wanyun Sect, none of its disciples would achieve immortality for a thousand generations.
Such a heavy oath was indeed capable of affecting one’s own Dao heart.
Li Dazhi seized the opportunity to present a detailed plan, setting into place the first steps for the establishment of the first branch hall.
Approximately two years later, Wanyun Sect would establish the first branch hall of Castcloud Hall within Wei Yuan Sect; both sects would hold shares, with Wanyun Sect taking a twenty-five percent profit, while Wei Yuan Sect would hand over a third of their magic artifact shops to be managed by Wanyun Sect.
Li Dazhi’s ambitions were great.
Having successfully cornered the market of low-end mortal-grade magic artifacts, Li Dazhi next aimed to use Wei Yuan Sect’s foundation, known for ‘Artifact Refining’, to launch a brand of high-end magic artifacts.
Li Dazhi could handle this matter by himself and did not need to assign Li Ping’an any tasks.
Li Ping’an’s training journey was still far off in the future.
To a Great Power like Yun Zhongzi, thousands of years could pass by as quickly as the snap of his fingers, without affecting his own Dao heart, if he so desired.
Yun Zhongzi calmly waited in the back mountains of Wanyun Sect, waiting for an opportunity for Li Ping’an to venture out.
‘This youngster can stay put for twenty years?’
Yun Zhongzi did not believe it.
Li Ping’an’s cultivation on Unnamed Peak became more and more regulated.
His mentor Qing Su would explain the Dao to him monthly, and his cave residence would experience an explosive tremor roughly every half month.
Priest Ningning would visit every ten days, sometimes staying for a few days.
The only thing that really distracted Li Ping’an was actually Ningning Mu.
It couldn’t be helped; he was a normal man.
It was indeed a problem if he wasn’t distracted, considering a blossoming young junior sister like Ningning stuck close to him every day.
Half a year after returning from East Sea, Li Ping’an finally found an opportunity to present the improved method of concocting the Blast Cloud Pill, which he handed over to the sect.
Also submitted was the set of self-crafted alchemy equipment he had invented.
Li Ping’an himself had not expected that his offering of treasures would directly alarm the founding ancestor of the sect—Elder Kongming.
In the bamboo forest behind the main peak.
The Sect Leader and Li Dazhi stood with bowed heads to the side, Li Dazhi holding a tray, which had once held two Blast Cloud Pills, now in the hands of Yun Zhongzi and Elder Kongming.
Yun Zhongzi examined it carefully, his eyes shining with a few more glints of light, and smiled, saying, “What a cunning idea, to think of using artifact refining techniques to assist Wanyun Sect’s cloud-controlling techniques.
Such methods can not only save mana but also take the enemy by surprise during magical combat.”
Evidently, Yun Zhongzi’s interest in Li Ping’an had only grown after observing him for over half a year.
Li Dazhi bowed and said, “Your praise is too generous, grand elder.
Ping’an simply enjoys tinkering around.”
Yun Zhongzi smiled and said, “Tinkering is also a talent.
Why can’t others come up with it?”
He tossed the Blast Cloud Pill aside, slightly activated it, and exploded it, creating vast clouds of mist.
Yun Zhongzi’s eyes showed delight as he blew a breath, and the mist dispersed on its own.
He spoke gently, “What delights me most about Ping’an is his out-of-the-box thinking.
His approach to artifact refining is completely different from ours.”
Elder Kongming, seated below, smiled and said, “You’re right, teacher.
I also need to think about how I should reward Ping’an this time.”
The Sect Leader, who was standing nearby, hurriedly said, “Ancestor, I can reward Ping’an with some cultivation resources.”
Elder Kongming, keen to please his own teacher, wasn’t about to let Yun Mo get away with glossing over Li Ping’an’s reward so easily.
Kongming said, “Ping’an’s cultivation has Dazhi’s transmission of power, and his cultivation resources are well taken care of by Dazhi.
What use are more rewards from you?
In this case, Dazhi, take your teacher to Qing Su’s cave dwelling.
I shall impart to Ping’an the innate divine skills of the Human Race.”
Li Dazhi was stunned, then hastily bowed in thanks.
Innate divine skills!
The mentor was willing to deplete his own cultivation to impart innate divine skills to Ping’an!