A life of leisure is worse than a life of flowers and splendour

The Sutra Library isn't very large; from the outside, it appears to be a seven-story building covering just over 200 square meters. Upon entering each floor, there's a manager sitting behind a desk, responsible for collecting points and making copies. Books from the Sutra Library aren't allowed to be taken out. There are numerous cushions and small tables in front for reading.

Rows of bookshelves were filled with various jade slips, each row having its own classification. For example, there were those related to cultivation techniques. Of course, these techniques were very common, while the truly excellent and powerful ones were stored in the sect's inner library. Only those who made contributions and received rewards would have the opportunity to enter and select them.

There are classics related to formations, classics related to talismans, classics related to refining equipment... and even some geographical records and miscellaneous talks.

The first floor was filled with books suitable for Qi Refining disciples, but Master Wushuang didn't miss any of them. After all, his own knowledge of immortal cultivation was very limited, and he wouldn't miss any opportunity to learn. He had neither time nor points, so he wouldn't miss any opportunity to recharge.

True Lord Wushuang stayed in the Sutra Repository for three full months. One month into the trip, he went out to pick up his second senior brother. That day was the day his second senior brother's punishment ended, and since he was the one being punished, True Lord Wushuang had to go pick him up.

"Wow, Junior Sister, you're so kind. You actually came to pick me up. I'm so touched!"

Wushuang Zhenren felt a little embarrassed. After all, his senior brother was punished for supporting him. "Second Senior Brother, thank you for your hard work and the hardships you've endured these days. This is a small token of my appreciation." Wushuang Zhenren handed over a storage bag.

"Oh, it's okay, it's not a big deal. I come here often, and this place is nothing to me. Besides, you gave me a storage bag of things before, and this is the most comfortable stay I've ever had. How can I ask you for more? I have to thank you, your cactus is really good. Not only does it taste good, but after eating it, I feel that my physique has become much stronger. Hehe, if you have any, please give me some more."

"Brother, please accept these. They are all useful to you. There is also monkey wine. Are you sure you don't want it?" Master Wushuang tempted.

Master Qingfeng swallowed hard, but finally took it. "Thank you, Junior Sister. I'll give you everything I get when I get something good!"

Seeing the contents of the storage bag, his mouth watered even more. Over a dozen skewers of earth-armored beast meat! A gourd of monkey wine, a root of jade crystal ginseng, and a box of processed cacti. This was a Qiankun Jade Box, enough for him to eat for a long time! True Man Qingfeng almost let out a groundhog scream! Junior Sister, how generous!

Before he went in, Junior Sister had given him some food, but it was just ordinary spiritual food, with the cactus being a bit special. But now, they were all treasures. Before, I thought Junior Sister was worthy of pampering, and I had to pamper her as much as I could! Now, I feel like Junior Sister is like my thigh, and I have to hold her tightly.

After meeting his senior brother, Master Wushuang continued to stay in the Sutra Library until he had finished reading all the books that interested him on the first to third floors, and even selected a few to make rubbings.

After reading these books, combined with the memories in his mind, Master Wushuang finally had a more comprehensive understanding of the world of cultivation.

The Tianyuan Continent was once incredibly powerful, with Nascent Soul cultivators teeming with people and Divine Souls teeming everywhere. Anyone with average spiritual roots could cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, and those with spiritual roots were relatively common. The continent was rich in spiritual energy, with no place like Du Wushuang's birthplace devoid of spiritual energy. Even the spiritual energy of the so-called mortal realm was no less potent than that found outside the sect, and even seventh- and eighth-tier spiritual plants were considered quite rare. Nowadays, let alone seventh- and eighth-tier ones, even fifth- and sixth-tier ones are extremely rare. Back then, there was a saying: Only those who reached the Nascent Soul stage were considered true cultivators, and those below them were ants. The difference between those below the Nascent Soul stage and those above it was immense. Those below the Nascent Soul stage were merely laying the foundation for cultivation, while those who reached the Nascent Soul stage were considered truly powerful cultivators, capable of moving mountains and filling seas.

From the dream, I learned that the Tianyuan Continent's current state was likely caused by those invading aliens capable of transforming into black whirlwinds. Mountains and rivers crumbled, the earth cracked, and the continent's spiritual veins were destroyed, leading to the current state. There are almost no historical records of that period, with only a mention of a major battle, but no further details.

The easternmost part of the Tianyuan Continent lies the Boundless Sea, where the Buddhist Sect resides on a Thousand Mountain Island within the Boundless Sea. Yunlang Pavilion, one of the six major sects, stands by the sea, while the second-rate Hehuan Sect occupies the southwest. The entire south is the Wanren Mountain Gorge, a place devoid of spirits and ravaged by strong winds that even a Divine Transformation cultivator cannot withstand, making it untouched to this day. In the center lies Qianji Pavilion, one of the six major sects; in the west lies the Kunlun Sect; in the north lies the Dao Sect; and in the northwest lies the second-rate Ba Ti Sect. Further north lie the Shiwan Mountains, whose caves are not the Qianji Icefields. These areas are the domain of demonic beasts, and then there is the northern desolate land, the domain of the Demon Sect.

After three months of study, Master Wushuang's greatest achievement was that he felt he might have discovered the cause of his furnace explosion. She summarized all the possible causes: first, a conflict between the spiritual herbs within the furnace, a problem with the ratio of the herbs or the recipe; second, poor timing during the fusion process, causing certain overpowering spiritual plants to lose control and explode; third, the furnace's insufficient quality to withstand the medicinal power, leading to an explosion; and finally, there was the possibility of spiritual fire.

Wushuang Zhenren was certain she wasn't one of the first three, so she was definitely the last. She used her own fire spiritual energy to refine pills, which normally wouldn't be a problem, but she felt the Feng family's bloodline might be extraordinary. Could that fire spiritual energy also be different? Previously, in the secret realm, when she, Senior Sister Lingling (now her niece), and Xiaopang had ambushed and killed the demon cultivators, everyone was amazed at the sheer lethality of her spells. At the time, she had automatically attributed it to the power of her Explosive Flame Technique. Could it be that her own spiritual energy was also involved?

The solution was actually quite simple: just upgrade to a higher-level alchemy furnace. I actually had a higher-level furnace, but I had previously been hesitant to use it, fearing I wouldn't be able to control it. However, after reading numerous texts, I realized that only attack and defense-type magic weapons were significantly restricted by cultivation level, while other auxiliary-type magic weapons were less so. The alchemy furnace, in particular, was virtually unrestricted by level and could be contracted with without any adverse effects. However, magic weapons above the spiritual level possessed spirits, and whether or not they could be contracted depended on one's ability and affinity.

If one's strength is strong enough, even if the weapon spirit refuses to recognize the master, one can force it to do so. If one's strength is not strong enough, then one can only see whether the weapon spirit is willing or not.

Wushuang Zhenren took out the Biyun Ding, a god-level alchemy furnace. It was a divine artifact, and I'm afraid there wouldn't be even one left in the Tianyuan Continent these days. Wushuang Zhenren swallowed his saliva and thought, "Is this something I can try?"

Xiaozhu, call Xiaozhu! Ever since leaving the secret realm, Xiaozhu has become unusually silent.

"Master, I'm here. I had a full meal and slept for a while! Don't worry, just sign the contract directly. It won't be dangerous. Otherwise, you won't be able to control this Biyun Ding at all."

Okay, then I believe you!

Following the method he remembered, Wushuang Zhenren pricked a hole in his ring finger, forcing out a drop of blood. Woohoo, how painful! It dripped directly onto the Biyun Ding, then he began silently chanting the incantation for the bond. A flash of inspiration struck him, and the bond was successfully sealed. This? This is a divine artifact, and it was so easy to bond with it? Wushuang Zhenren figured, at least there would be some trials and tribulations.

"Hmph, don't be so ungrateful! It's your honor that my master likes you!" Such a proud tone, well, he is a divine tool, he has the capital to be proud, so we have to coax him.

Haha, I'm so flattered to have your favor! From now on, I'll leave the alchemy to you, Xiao Biyun!

"Don't worry. Alchemy is my specialty. No matter how bad your skills are, I'll definitely be able to help you with this!"

So awesome? No matter how bad it is, it doesn't matter? So, can I just throw the spiritual plant in there and forget about it?

E......, Master Wushuang seemed to hear the sound of gnashing teeth.

I thought I might have gone a bit too far. The alchemy furnace itself couldn't emit spiritual fire, so how could I make the elixir? I might as well add another piece of fire crystal.

"You have fire crystals? Take two pieces and try them first."

Eating Fire Crystals? Is this something edible? Wushuang Zhenren simply grabbed a handful and threw them into the furnace. The Fire Crystals inside slowly disappeared, and there seemed to be a chewing sound.

"Hmm, it tastes good! Hehe"

Is it really edible? Then can I make my own elixir?

"Of course I can, but this amount of Fire Crystals isn't enough. You have to give me this much first. And then every time you refine an elixir, you have to give me ten Fire Crystals for each furnace!"

What? Ten Fire Crystals for one furnace of pills? Do you think I'm being taken advantage of? A furnace of first-, second-, or even third-grade pills I refine myself can't even be exchanged for one Fire Crystal. Besides, one Fire Crystal can be used to refine hundreds or even thousands of furnaces of pills!

"If you had a seventh or eighth level or even an immortal pill, wouldn't you have made a profit?"

Haha, level seven? Level eight? Level seven and level eight spiritual plants are almost unheard of these days, what are you dreaming about?

"Ah? How, how could this happen? Wuwuwu... My life is so miserable, why did I end up in such a poor place..."

Wushuang Zhenren wanted to roll his eyes. "Don't you know you've landed in a land with almost no spiritual energy? If it weren't for me, you might never have seen a Fire Crystal in your lifetime. Just be content. I'm considered a wealthy person in this poor place. Most people can't even afford to feed you Fire Crystals!"

Then he casually grabbed a handful of fire crystals and gave them to it. The main reason was that he had fire spiritual power, and the fire crystals were of little use to him. Besides, it was his own treasure, so he naturally wanted to be generous.