Chapter 1723

Unlike Qiongxiao, Bixiao's temperament resembled Yunxiao's—serene and quiet, speaking little; upon seeing Zhang Taixuan, she merely bowed, then said nothing more.

"Rise."

Zhang Taixuan's gaze settled on the disciple at the very front.

This disciple was precisely the one Qiongxiao had described as exceptionally gifted, having cultivated to the Jin Xian realm.

The girl possessed a face of floral beauty and moonlike grace, captivating enough to topple nations.

She wore no excessive ornaments, yet radiated a seductive, tender charm that drew one into intoxication.

"Su Daji!"

Zhang Taixuan sighed inwardly, "I never expected that merely delaying the Fengshen Catastrophe would alter Su Daji's fate—she was not possessed by the fox spirit, yet instead cultivated to Jin Xian. Her fortune is truly extraordinary; no wonder the nine-tailed fox chose to possess her to bring chaos to the world. Su Daji indeed possesses something extraordinary."

Besides Su Daji, two others were also extraordinary, standing at the peak of Tian Xian, on the verge of crossing a major realm to become Jin Xian.

Both appeared as youths with calm expressions.

Their features were refined, brimming with spiritual energy.

Most importantly, their bodies radiated Dao resonance—their future achievements were incalculable.

"All three of you, through diligent cultivation, deserve reward!"

With a thought, four elixirs appeared before the three.

Two for Su Daji, one each for the other two.

"These are Yuanhui Elixirs; each contains the magic power of a Hunyuan Holy One over one yuanhui—sufficient to carry you to the Zhun Sheng realm."

Upon hearing this, all Taixuan Sect disciples' eyes turned green.

Cultivating fast comes with such benefits?

If only we had known—

Even if we had known, it wouldn't matter; we've already worked hard enough.

Though human beings' current aptitude is decent, it still pales beside that of heavenly prodigies.

To become Immortal within a few centuries is already a rare blessing.

The Honghuang world is indeed sublime.

But now it is the Fengshen era; primordial spiritual energy has long since dwindled, and even heavenly and earthly spiritual energy has greatly diminished.

The cultivation environment is not necessarily easier than that of ordinary great worlds.

What makes this world powerful now are the ancient Great Divine Beings who survived from antiquity, and the heavenly and earthly laws.

"Do not be discouraged; all my disciples shall be granted ten thousand years of cultivation time within the Huan Yu Tower—cherish it, and cultivate diligently."

With a casual wave, a seal method instantly appeared in everyone's mind.

This seal method served no other purpose than to channel the power of a chaotic spiritual treasure named Huan Yu Tower, accelerating the flow of time during cultivation and enhancing the cultivator's comprehension—an extraordinary spiritual treasure indeed.

After so many years, Zhang Taixuan had naturally upgraded the Huan Yu Tower.

Though inferior to items like the Taixuan Ruler, it had reached the level of a chaotic spiritual treasure—a existence even many Taixuan disciples dared not dream of.

Su Daji rejoiced inwardly: "Ancestor is truly kind. Not only is he handsome, but he's also generous—he gave me two elixirs that would make even a Holy One covet, and granted me time to refine them. If only such good fortune happened often."

Her mind buzzed with fantasies.

Only when the Ancestor departed did she snap back to reality.

"Sister is truly blessed—the Ancestor granted you two great elixirs. Might you spare one for sale? I once acquired a mid-grade primordial spiritual treasure…"

Fang Chen's expression shifted; disregarding that his possession of a supreme treasure might be exposed, he stepped forward to ask.

Su Daji sniffed lightly: "These are elixirs containing the magic power of a Holy One over one yuanhui—how could a mere mid-grade primordial spiritual treasure possibly match them? Unless, Brother Fang Chen, you possess a high-grade primordial spiritual treasure!"

Fang Chen's eyes flickered with struggle; he gritted his teeth and said, "Sister, I won't hide it—I do indeed possess one high-grade spiritual treasure."

As he spoke, a small black flag appeared in his hand.

"This flag is called the Xuan Yuan Black Water Flag. I obtained it in childhood and have spent centuries refining it, yet barely made progress. If Sister agrees to trade, the flag is yours."

Spiritual treasures are vital!

They often decide victory or defeat in battle.

But for Fang Chen, cultivation base was far more important.

The Xuan Yuan Black Water Flag was of extremely high quality—sufficient to sever the Three Corpses.

Yet Fang Chen currently had no use for it.

To sever the Three Corpses, his strength was insufficient.

In battle, his magic power was too meager to activate it for long—it would easily be seized.

Thus, despite possessing a supreme treasure, he had never used it these years, instead carefully concealing it.

Better to trade it for elixirs, become a Da Luo, even a Zhun Sheng.

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Then, seek spiritual treasures again.

He had always been confident in his fortune.

Otherwise, how could a mere Tian Xian cultivator possess several primordial spiritual treasures?

"Xuan Yuan Black Water Flag!"

Su Daji gasped, staring at the small flag: "You truly mean to give it?"

"Of course. Brother sincerely offers it, hoping Sister will accept."

Su Daji nodded: "Then let us trade."

Su Daji's heart was clear as a mirror—though the Yuanhui Elixir was excellent, she could not refine two at once; better to trade for a spiritual treasure for protection.

She and Fang Chen both benefited.

They exchanged, each departing happily.

On the other side.

"Big Brother Taixuan, you gave them such good elixirs—what about me?" Qiongxiao gazed at him with hopeful eyes.

Bixiao sighed: "Sister, don't put your brother-in-law to trouble!"

"It's not putting him to trouble!" Qiongxiao was speechless.

As an older sister, why do you always like dragging me down?

"How could I forget you two?" Zhang Taixuan smiled lightly, two elixirs appearing in his hand. "One each: a Cycle of Creation Elixir. A single pill grants you the magic power of a Saint for one cosmic cycle—enough to make you Peak Semi-Saints. Put in some effort, and even attaining the Primordial Dao isn't out of reach."

"The magic power of a Saint for one cosmic cycle?" Qiongxiao felt dizzy, hesitating to take it, glancing at Yunxiao.

Yunxiao smiled: "Take it. For your brother-in-law, these are just trinkets—he can brew countless more with a wave of his hand."

Qiongxiao: "Trinkets?"

She thought she already understood how strong her brother-in-law was—but her imagination had been far too modest.

To casually brew such divine elixirs—how impossibly strong must her brother-in-law be?

She took the two elixirs, kept one for herself, and tossed the other to the dazed Bixiao.

Clearly, Bixiao was also stunned.

"As for the cultivation eligibility of the Cosmic Tower, ask Yunxiao—she knows too."

Qiongxiao's eyes lit up: "Can we too?"

"Why not?" Zhang Taixuan countered. "We're not strangers."

"Not strangers?"

Hearing this, Qiongxiao giggled foolishly inside—until Yunxiao tapped her shoulder, snapping her back to reality.