Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1375: Chapter 878: Delivering People and Delivering Ghosts Are the Same (Part 2)

Liu Wei was stunned.

Golden Core!

Even though he currently possessed the cultivation at the peak of Foundation Establishment, he still hadn’t deluded himself about achieving the Golden Core, because the closer he got to the Golden Core Realm, the more he understood the difficulty of condensing a Golden Core.

To this day, Liu Wei had less than a ten percent chance of condensing a Golden Core.

As for Jian Changhe, perhaps Jian Changhe had more potential than him, but he also didn’t believe Jian Changhe could condense a Golden Core.

The Golden Core Path, it’s a completely different concept from the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Foundation Establishment and Golden Core seem to be two major realm differences, but in reality, they’re worlds apart.

The Foundation Establishment Stage grants just 300 years of lifespan, whereas the Golden Core Realm grants 3,000 years of lifespan.

The difference between the two is evident.

In the Immortal Cultivation World, there’s a saying: “Swallow a Golden Core, and henceforth my fate is determined by me, not the heavens.”

This saying implies that a Golden Core Realm has the power to defy the heavens.

Golden Core Cultivators can enter the Void, and since the Void is not the real world, it means that Golden Core Cultivators can transcend the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth in the real world.

Perhaps regarding lifespan, Golden Core Cultivators have yet to achieve immortality, but compared to Foundation Establishment Cultivators, Golden Core offers many ways to extend life.

Be it through turtle breathing, feigned death, or even converting to Ghost Cultivators.

In any case, the path of a Golden Core Cultivator is wide and long, far beyond the comparison of Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

With such a vast gap, the difficulty of breaking through the bottleneck is incredibly challenging.

In the past 3,000 years around the Yunxiao Mountain Range, there have been no less than ten thousand Foundation Establishment Cultivators, yet there were only two Golden Core Cultivators: Heavenly Sword True Monarch and White Cloud True Monarch, just those two.

Liu Wei looked into Jian Changhe’s eyes, finally sighing softly.

“If that’s the case, we can only choose the Ling Xiu Three Sects!”

“Then you might as well choose them!” Jian Changhe was indifferent.

Liu Wei said no more, because he had already seen Jian Changhe’s Dao Heart in Jian Changhe’s eyes.

He couldn’t persuade Jian Changhe, so he gave up trying to.

And between Hidden Sword Mountain and Ling Xiu Three Sects, he chose Ling Xiu Three Sects.

The foundation of Hidden Sword Mountain was indeed incomparably deep, and Hidden Sword Mountain had many trump cards, but most of Hidden Sword Mountain’s trump cards were on this mountain, unable to be brought out for use.

In contrast, Ling Xiu Three Sects had three Divine Soul Realm Martial Artists who could serve as external aid for their Qingli Six Families.

…

Liu Wei left Hidden Sword Mountain and went to Xuanqing Sect.

However, he did not receive the courtesy from Xuanqing Sect, because Lin Daoyuan neither wanted to cooperate with Hidden Sword Mountain nor with the Qingli Six Families.

Yang Zhenshan had good intentions, but he underestimated the Ling Xiu Three Sects’ fear of Immortal Cultivation Forces.

To be precise, Lin Daoyuan’s fear of Immortal Cultivation Forces.

Yang Zhenshan had persuaded Yue E, but Yue E failed to persuade Lin Daoyuan.

As for Wuxiang Sect, at this time Wuxiang Sect had no desire to get involved in anything, only wanting to restore their strength.

Liu Wei returned in disappointment, and Yang Zhenshan was also very disappointed with such a result.

In the study on Spiritual Spring Mountain Plateau.

When Yang Zhenshan learned that Liu Wei had left, he couldn’t help but shake his head helplessly.

“This is truly just a pile of loose sand!”

The Qingli Six Families, Hidden Sword Mountain, and Ling Xiu Three Sects, it’s truly just a pile of loose sand, trying to gather this loose sand together is simply impossible.

“I’ve told you before, these forces can never cooperate!” Xuanzhen, sitting opposite him, said nonchalantly.

“If there’s no cooperation, then Zhang Mo can’t be opposed, and if Zhang Mo isn’t dead, the western part of Yunxiao Mountain Range will not have peace.” Yang Zhenshan said.

“So what? What does this have to do with you?” Xuanzhen asked.

Yang Zhenshan glanced at him; Xuanzhen had many good qualities except for being contented with small gains.

This old Taoist had no great ambitions, although he wished to make Wuzhen Taoist Palace prosper, his idea wasn’t to seize many resources or establish a large force, but to cultivate some outstanding successors.

Simply put, Xuanzhen wanted to follow an elite path, cultivating a few outstanding disciples to pass on Wuzhen Taoist Palace’s legacy.

But Yang Zhenshan was different; Spirit Origin Land was now a large and powerful entity, and in the future, it would be a small world.

If Yang Zhenshan wanted to develop Spirit Origin Land, he had to continuously obtain various resources from the outside.

“Of course it matters, I still wish to seize more benefits!”

Xuanzhen chuckled, “Then there’s no need to rush; let Zhang Mo mess around. When the Qingli Six Families are gone, you can occupy the Qingli Dynasty!”

“When Ling Xiu Three Sects are gone, you can occupy the Sea of Spirit, and when Hidden Sword Mountain is destroyed, you can occupy the entire western part of Yunxiao Mountain Range.”

“After all, Zhang Mo won’t occupy these lands; all he needs are materials to refine Ghost Soldiers and Blood Puppets.”

Yang Zhenshan looked at Xuanzhen with a strange gaze.

Xuanzhen wasn’t wrong either; the foundation of Unpredictable Ghost Sect was on the eastern side of the Wanhua Mountain Range, and no matter what, they wouldn’t come to Yunxiao Mountain Range, occupying it without leaving.

Even though there was the Sea of Spirit, vast mountains, and the Qingli Dynasty as a treasure land here, in reality, they didn’t see this poor place as worthy.

Zhang Mo couldn’t possibly stay here; his mission was to refine Ghost Soldiers and Blood Puppets, and when he felt there were no more materials worth his time here, he would leave to victimize other forces.

“You really are cold-blooded!”

Aren’t you?

Allowing Zhang Mo free reign, who knows how many people would suffer?

If Zhang Mo managed to overthrow the Ling Xiu Three Sects, who knows if the Sea of Spirit would be refined into Blood Puppets by Zhang Mo?