Gao Xuan's advantage is not easy to take.
Gao Xuan smiled and wrote: "I cannot speak, and without help, my future days will be very difficult. We work well together."
"How do we work together?" Hu You was a bit confused.
"Aren't you a Fox Spirit? You can create illusions and deceive the believers to come to the Daoist Temple."
Gao Xuan's plan was simple. His mana was low, and he wasn't qualified to create illusions. Hu You, as a Fox Spirit, could easily cause some trouble.
However, a Fox Spirit causing trouble could easily be killed by a Daoist. Working with Hu You, he could keep the situation under control. He was an orthodox inheritor of the Daoist School; even though the Daoist Temple was rundown, these activities were legitimate for him.
Don't think ancient times were backward and people were ignorant.
Even in modern society, as long as the trickery was clever, many could be deceived.
In his current state, Gao Xuan needed to use some tactics to live steadily for thirty years.
Though not top-notch, it was simple and convenient.
Hu You thought for a while and agreed. Collaborating with Gao Xuan wasn't a loss for her. In the process, it wouldn't affect her plan to extract Gao Xuan's Golden Core.
With Hu You's help, Gao Xuan's Three Yang Daoist Temple slowly gained a reputation. All the nearby villages within ten miles knew of the Three Yang Daoist Temple and an adept mute Daoist.
Gao Xuan wasn't just about deceit; he had a profound understanding of the human body, and even without using spiritual power, he could easily diagnose ailments.
With the Fox Spirit using some power for targeted treatment, the effects were excellent.
As the years passed, the fame of the Three Yang Daoist Temple grew.
Nobles and high officials from nearby cities flocked to the temple to offer incense and make wishes.
With money, Gao Xuan had no worries about food and clothing, and he became impatient with receiving so many people. Thus, he decreed that incense could only be offered on the first and fifteenth of each month.
This rule made the nobles and officials even more eager to visit.
This group of inexperienced people had never seen scarcity marketing.
Year after year, Gao Xuan's reputation soared, eventually being regarded as a living immortal.
Even the nobles and officials would respectfully address him as Immortal Elder.
Great reputation meant resources and connections. With fame, Gao Xuan could gather exotic treasures and secret techniques.
Gao Xuan's spiritual power was limited, but his vision and insight were top-notch, even surpassing all intelligent beings in this world.
After all, these intelligent beings were confined to one world.
Gao Xuan, coming from across worlds, could discern the patterns of world changes and grasp their essence.
This insight alone was enough to eclipse his contemporaries.
Thirty years of silence was against Gao Xuan's nature. But this forbearance and restraint allowed him to calm down and study this world.
This differed from the Book of Genesis, where Gao Xuan could gain great power. Immersing in power made time fly.
In this world, mundane matters arose almost every day. Setting aside other things, even just the three daily meals were cumbersome and bothersome.
Cultivators often spoke of feasting on clouds and consuming mists, because merely cooking and eating consumed tremendous energy daily.
If immortals cooked daily, they'd inevitably become greasy. How could they still appear godly or celestial?
In thirty years of a mortal's life, Gao Xuan remained silent, needing extreme self-discipline.
As the time drew closer, the golden light on Gao Xuan's forehead grew brighter.
This phenomenon further increased the devotion of many believers.
On this day, the sky was overcast, and the west wind was cold and biting.
Hu You, in a white dress, stood in the temple courtyard, looked up at the sky: "It seems like it's going to snow..."
Thirty years left no marks on Hu You. For a Fox Demon, their lifespan was much longer than humans.
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Gao Xuan stepped out from the main hall, wearing a purple, lavish Daoist robe, with a Celestial Immortal Lotus Crown on his head, and an ancient, colorful treasure sword hanging at his waist.
Thirty years turned Gao Xuan's hair and beard gray. His prolonged silence made his expression deeply solemn, his gaze even more resolute and profound.
Hu You was surprised to see Gao Xuan . Usually, Gao Xuan only dressed so formally on grand occasions.
Moreover, she had never seen him with a sword.
Hu You curiously asked: "What sword is this? I've never seen it."
"Divine, Skies, Sword."
Having not spoken for long, Gao Xuan's voice was dry and hoarse, his pronunciation somewhat off.
Hu You was startled, then cried out in shock: "You're crazy, tomorrow is the thirty-year deadline."
After thirty years with Gao Xuan, Hu You genuinely developed feelings for him. She found that Gao Xuan suddenly speaking, breaking thirty years of restrained cultivation, didn't make her happy at all but rather extremely anxious and uneasy.
Gao Xuan reached out and gently touched Hu You's forehead: "It's been thirty years, and you're still so naive."
Having uttered the first words, Gao Xuan quickly found his speaking rhythm. Though his voice was still slightly hoarse, it had become almost like an ordinary person's.
Hu You was bewildered: "What's wrong with you? What happened?"
Gao Xuan sighed and said: "The Dragon Monarch himself is a demon, where would he get an Ascension Immortal Pill? If he had such a Spiritual Object, he would have used it himself long ago."
Hu You was shocked: "The Golden Core is fake?"
Gao Xuan nodded: "I sensed something was wrong in the first year, but it didn't matter. Silent cultivation was a very special experience."
Hu You didn't know what to say; she felt that the thirty years had been wasted. Her feelings were very complex.
Hu You thought for a moment and asked: "Then what's inside your forehead?"
"It's a Dragon Pearl. A treasure naturally carried by the Dragon Race."