We bear people have power

Once I swallow a golden pill, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens!

With passionate fervor, Guan Bo also hoped to acquire earth-shattering supernatural powers, and then shout it out to background music. However, the golden elixir, upon entering his stomach, merely transformed into a golden rune that shot straight towards Guan Bo's head.

The ignorant panda spirit was almost scared to death by this change. How could this thing be stuffed into its head? Wouldn't its brains be squeezed out?

Guan Bo's worries did not materialize. The golden rune did not seem to be a physical entity; it hovered in Guan Bo's mind without him even noticing it. Unless Guan Bo used his demonic energy to sense it, he would hardly be able to detect it.

Upon sensing this, Guan Bo discovered a rather frustrating fact—this rune actually needed to be nurtured.

In fact, this rune is merely the rudimentary form of an innate divine power. As long as the demon who has consumed the golden elixir pours its demonic power into the rune daily, the innate divine power most suitable for its host will emerge once the cultivation is complete.

"I thought I had a cheat code, but I didn't expect I would have to keep spending money to become stronger. Is the alchemist's surname Ma?" Guan Bo complained helplessly.

I tried to infuse the rune with demonic power, and it took quite a while to fully fill it. I just had to wait for the rune to digest the demonic power before I could infuse it a second time. I kept repeating this process, not knowing how long it would take to grind out the precious jade.

Upon exiting the Black Wind Cave, they saw Lingxiu riding wildly on the head of the fat green demon. This girl was quite something; mortals feared demons more than tigers and wolves, yet Lingxiu could get along with them so well—truly a gifted individual.

The fact that Gongsun Jing had disappeared worried Guan Bo.

On the other side, five monks were kneeling on the ground, and the thin, red-haired demon was spitting as she spoke. Guan Bo approached and listened; it was all flattery and praise, but the object of this flattery was himself, which made him extremely embarrassed.

"Xiao Hong, what nonsense are you spouting? What's going on with these monks?" Guan Bo grabbed the little demon and asked.

The thin, red-haired demon said with a fawning expression, "Second King, you've emerged from seclusion? We've been waiting here for half a day. These monks were originally from Guanyin Temple. This time, thanks to Second King, they were rescued from the hands of the Zoroastrian sect, and they are so grateful that they want to join Black Wind Mountain. I'm just teaching them the rules, aren't I?"

"When did Black Wind Mountain develop such rules of flattery, boasting, and shamelessness? Let them get up," Guan Bo said with a laugh.

The five monks bowed deeply to Guan Bo, their gratitude overflowing.

"Why don't you leave on your own like the other monks? I don't have a Buddha for you to worship here," Guan Bo asked curiously.

"Immortal, please forgive us. We five were originally sweeping monks at Guanyin Temple. We were not as well-regarded by Abbot Jinchi as the others. Now that Guanyin Temple has been destroyed and looted by the Zoroastrian Church, the other monks, being strong and healthy, can naturally find a way to survive elsewhere. But we five, being old and young, cannot leave these deep mountains and forests. We beg you, Immortal, to have mercy and take us in as your servants. It is better than being devoured by wild beasts."

The old monk spoke with tears streaming down his face, turning what was originally a pitiful situation into a full one.

Guan Bo didn't listen carefully to his complaints, but when he heard that these five people were all sweeping monks of Guanyin Temple, he immediately became more curious.

I only think that the sweeping monks of the Northern Song Dynasty were top-notch masters, so these five sweeping monks of the Tang Dynasty must have been at least at the level of the Five Greats.

However, after a careful inspection, Guan Bo discovered that the five men were just ordinary street sweepers, not the kind of martial arts masters who were hiding in the shadows. Although he found it uninteresting, Guan Bo still left the five men on Black Wind Mountain for the time being.

Before long, a silver light flew across the sky, and Gongsun Jing landed on Black Wind Mountain, holding a small emerald green sword in her hand.

"Are you going to forge a flying sword for Lingxiu?" Guan Bo asked curiously.

"Lingxiu is about to complete her Foundation Establishment, and this is the flying sword I prepared for her. It was originally a treasure left by an ancient Golden Immortal, and I sharpened it with the Nine Heavens Gale. If Lingxiu can refine it into her natal magic weapon, it will nourish the spiritual power within her body, making her foundation even deeper and more solid," Gongsun Jing explained.

"Foundation Building Completed, what a great thing... wait, something seems off." Guan Bo grinned, then realized a big problem.

Although he was a demon, he had heard the Bodhisattva talk about the process of cultivation for mortals while he was on Luojia Mountain.

Qi cultivation and foundation building, condensing the golden core, the core shattering into an infant, transcending tribulation and ascending to immortality... this whole process takes at least two or three hundred years to complete.

But Lingxiu has only been a few days since becoming a disciple, and he has already achieved Foundation Establishment and is preparing to condense the Golden Core?

Guan Bo rubbed his eyes and glanced at Lingxiu, who was still playing wildly with the fat green demon. Was this little girl's talent so extraordinary?

Seeing Guan Bo's surprised expression, Gongsun Jing sighed and said, "Don't tell me you don't believe me; if I hadn't checked repeatedly, I wouldn't believe it either. The difficulty of Foundation Establishment lies in the fact that mortals' meridians are blocked, requiring the flow of spiritual energy from heaven and earth to cleanse the body of impurities. However, Lingxiu's body is like crystal, clear and translucent, so there's no need to worry about this at all. Moreover, her spiritual energy accumulation is already sufficient, therefore..."

That makes sense. This young girl was created by the Bodhisattva with the sweet dew of the willow branch. To describe her as a talented and beautiful girl would be to underestimate her.

"What dangers are there in reaching the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment?" Guan Bo asked with concern.

"There is no danger, but I am afraid that Lingxiu's cultivation will rise too quickly and her foundation will be unstable. Therefore, I forged this Azure Dragon Sword of Yi Wood for her, and asked her to spend eighty-one days recording talismans on the sword to refine her spiritual power and strengthen her foundation so that she can condense her core more easily in the future. However, during this period, she must stay in the blessed land of Black Wind Mountain, otherwise she will not be able to complete the process."

After Gongsun Jing finished speaking, Guan Bo felt a little relieved.

Although he would be staying here for a while, Guan Bo wasn't in a hurry. The Great Sage spent seven years learning his skills at Fangcun Mountain before receiving the true teachings of Patriarch Bodhi. Guan Bo didn't consider himself as skilled as the Great Sage; he feared it would take him at least ten years to even grasp the basics.

Anyway, since the Great Sage has already taken care of things in the underworld, Yingcao and her grandfather shouldn't have any trouble in the underworld, so this matter can be put on hold for now.

Thinking of this, Guan Bo suddenly waved to Ling Xiu, and the little girl rode over on her fat green demon.

"I'm asking you, were you often bullied when you were a child, or called a piece of trash?" Guan Bo asked very seriously.

"You know perfectly well that those awful guys call me a jinx, you heard it, didn't you?" Lingxiu pouted, looking unhappy.

Guan Bo punched his own palm and said happily, "That's right."

Lingxiu roared, "You stinky panda, do you want to die?! I'll strip you naked, you believe me?!"

Guan Bo then asked, "Did you have an arranged marriage when you were a child, which was later broken off?"

Lingxiu opened her mouth in surprise and said, "How did you know? My father did arrange a marriage for me, but he died later, and that family went back on their word."

Guan Bo's smile deepened. He happily picked up Lingxiu and spun her around a few times before saying, "That's it! My Lingxiu is definitely the protagonist template."

Lingxiu struggled to break free from Guan Bo's clutches, then made a face at him and said, "What nonsense are you spouting? You're the one with pig feet and a wooden board! You're like a panda with its paws and its head hitting a door!"

Gongsun Jing and Lingxiu had no idea what Guan Bo was laughing about, and thought the monster had suddenly gone mad.

But Guan Bo's expression changed after only a few seconds of laughter.

"Lingxiu is the protagonist template, but I'm not the old man with the ring. Am I just destined to be a mythical beast or a cute pet?" Thinking of this, Guan Bo felt devastated.