Rising from Small Cloud Rain Technique

”Fellow Daoist, you may not know, since Yin Thunder Bead is refined in large quantities, artifact refiners prioritize using cost-effective materials for purification.

This is a very normal procedure, although the efficiency is not high, it is relatively economical.

However, from my tests, using Transforming Essence Divine Mud and Tier Three Spirit Washing Sand as the main materials results in high purification efficiency, but the rate of spiritual materials consumption is much lower than expected.”

Wan Jinrong raised his brow with pride:

”Even if others have tried this method, without our Wan Clan’s secret purification recipe, it’s all in vain.”

Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion has subtly become the cultivation realm’s finest artifact refiner gathering place in Central Continent, owning many secret technique recipes unknown to the outside world.

”If not mistaken, our Wan Clan’s ancestor must have participated in the research of the Yin Thunder Bead, perhaps even as the leader.”

Ji An had certainly heard of the prestige and heritage of the Wan Clan; in Cloud Sea Immortal City and many large immortal cities, Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion is the first choice for economically capable cultivators to select artifact refinement, and it’s often visited by major sect disciples to customize magical treasures.

He understood that if the Wan Clan could quickly grasp the significance of refining Yin Thunder Beads, when the True Demon Tribulation breaks out fully, these explosives certainly won’t be freely supplied and must be purchased at a cost or owed as favors.

The Wan Clan would become ’arms dealers’, turning this cultivation realm cataclysm into their opportunity for war profiteering.

”Fellow Daoist, are you not afraid of my loose talk revealing such a secret?”

Secrets should be hidden, not easily shown to others.

”A secret technique is called a secret technique because others know we have this method, even know some materials involved, but cannot produce something exactly the same.

The Wan Clan’s tens of thousands of years of accumulation, its position cannot be easily shaken by others.

Hehe, being able to refine Yin Thunder Beads more efficiently will have a very positive impact on the entire war.”

Wan Jinrong originally wanted to share the joy with his sister, but she wasn’t in the pavilion, so he came here.

Ji An loudly praised:

”How could such delightful news be without wine! Let me fetch some fine wine and appetizers to celebrate for the Fellow Daoist.”

He doesn’t need to risk gathering resources during the outbreak of war, winning in the cultivation realm is what he hopes to see.

Besides, the prices of those two materials casually mentioned will surely soar in the future.

Is it unreasonable for him to sell some goods and earn some money from selling raw materials?

Different circles yield different information; high-tier cultivators have significant expenses but also find it easier to earn resources and spirit stones.

Ji An went into the storeroom, where dozens of wine vats were piled, all the property stacked on the unsightly Grotto Void Stone.

He took two ten-pound vats of wine and retrieved vacuum-packed salted boiled peanuts and fennel beans, putting them into porcelain plates, with both wine and snacks prepared.

He took the items outside, ”Without meat, the wine loses some flavor, but we have to make do.”

In the Little World, there are indeed delicious spirit fish, but he dared not take them out!

Once back in Cloud Sea Immortal City, he must raise some flavorful demon beasts in Gourd World.

They can also be made into vacuum-packed food for long-term storage.

When the True Demon Tribulation breaks out fully, cultivators’ dietary challenges are inevitable.

Now, all forces should be stockpiling Fasting Pills by the masses; frankly, these pills are the cultivation realm’s compressed food.

”I know I should often visit you, Fellow Daoist, yet fear disturbing you.”

Wan Jinrong’s eyes lit up. Most of his time over the past two years had been spent eating Fasting Pills, his mouth experiencing only the taste of pills.

The taste of high-grade Fasting Pills is actually quite decent, but even the best things, if eaten every day, can become nauseating.

”To be honest, Fellow Daoist, I feel my cultivation bottleneck loosening, so I must seize all available time to cultivate, striving for an early breakthrough.”

”Ah? Ah...”

Wan Jinrong felt a complex emotion sweep over him, thinking:

’How come so fast?’

He has never slacked in cultivation, but the fortress environment is really bad, with the mini Tier Three Lower Grade Spirit Vein Nodes and several Golden Core Daoist Masters sharing.

Open cultivation is a luxury, and the amount of pills on hand is far from sufficient to support cultivation needs, severely delaying his progress.

Ji An coughed, changing the subject:

”On days without alchemy tasks I’m more free, Fellow Daoist can come find me. I have spirit tea, spirit wine, plus these appetizers that can last until next year’s departure.”

From a pragmatic point of view, the information from him is quite useful; from a friendly standpoint, frequent visits and exchanges deepen camaraderie.

When the True Demon Tribulation breaks out, he needs to control first-hand information to maximize advantages and avoid risks.

”Haha, then I shall trouble you often.”

Wan Jinrong felt slightly better, contemplating upon returning to the clan after completing the tasks, to inquire about any secret techniques that could accelerate cultivation advancement.

Equal status is needed to forge friendship; prior to this, he ought to have had slightly higher status, though both have the same cultivation, their backgrounds are different.

If his cultivation consistently advances steadily like this, the pressure will be significant.

He’s been mentally comparing; losing is unacceptable, but losing terribly is even worse.

Ji An poured a full cup, clinking glasses, and with tensions such as bloodshed outside unset aside, they enjoy a brief respite.

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Half a month passed.

A magical treasure flying ship arrived at the Black Wind Ridge Fortress outskirts, Yun Yan Daoist Master along with the Golden Core Daoist Masters welcomed.

Pingtian True Monarch pointed at a cultivator dressed plainly in a black Daoist robe, smiling, and said: