The cultivation world was full of handsome men and beautiful women. Silas, for all his looks, still carried himself like a mortal in the end.It was a matter of like attracting like — only cultivators of lower standing would ever fall for him. Anyone with real status wouldn't spare him a second look, no matter how striking his face.Yet plenty of female cultivators looked at him with exactly that kind of interest.Let's get to the real matter at hand.Three disciples in total advanced into Foundation Establishment that day — one from Justice Peak, and two from Zenith Peak."It's him!" Standing in front of Silas, Wes's face went pale.He recognized one of the three at once — Tobias Kane, Corwin's own master!Even a true disciple at the Foundation Establishment stage could receive guidance from a Golden Core Lord — and now his rival would have the backing of a Golden Core cultivator!"Take on a mission that'll keep you gone at least a year. Run as far as you possibly can." Silas leaned

The two of them dragged a table out onto the snow, laid out good wine and good food, and ate their fill.That night, Silas retreated into the underground palace and began refining pills.He'd already gathered the materials in advance — now it was simply a matter of putting the new method to work.A quarter hour later, Silas produced his first batch of Qi Gathering Pills, the refining time cut in half.He pulled one out, and it practically glowed, a faint golden sheen shimmering across its surface.Simply exquisite."Is this what a perfect-quality Qi Gathering Pill looks like?" Silas smiled, studying it carefully.Then he went right back to work.Three days later, Silas carried over a thousand perfect-quality pills to sell at the Pill Hall and Treasure Pill Pavilion.As expected, perfect-quality pills fetched a far higher price — he earned nearly twenty thousand spirit stones from the batch alone.In the past, it would have taken him half a month to earn that much.An Alchemy Master re

The Sky Burial Sect had never held this particular ritual before. In the past, the burial of a Golden Core Lord had simply moved through the standard rites — disciples filled in the earth, and the crowd dispersed shortly after.But Aldric's standing within the sect was far too great — or rather, within the Lysander family, he was held in the highest regard of anyone.So Cassius had personally arranged this new procedure himself, adding this final ritual so that everyone above the rank of true disciple could offer incense to Aldric in turn."The eighteenth-generation eldest son of the Lysander line, elder of the Sky Burial Sect, Perceval Lysander — please adjust your robes, burn incense, and fill the grave with earth!""…""The twenty-first-generation eldest son of the Lysander line, true disciple of the Sky Burial Sect, Evander Lysander — adjust your robes, burn incense, and fill the grave with earth.""The Zenith Peak elder of the Sky Burial Sect, Quillan Ashford — offer incense and

As he shouted, he snuck a glance toward Seraphina Ash.Surely a voice this loud will catch her attention, right?Hm. Nope. Not even a glance.Once Silas composed himself, he jogged to catch up with Wes."Junior Brother, what's going on with you? You've spaced out several times now." Wes said, annoyed.The one who'd been spacing out said nothing in response, simply glancing over at the expressionless true disciple Seraphina on the other side.I've seen plenty of your type — raising your voice on purpose just to catch the goddess's eye.In front of the pavilion, Wes stared after her with open longing, watching Seraphina's retreating figure until she vanished from sight."That goddess you worship is going to end up someone else's wife eventually. Cooking, cleaning, raising a whole litter of children for some other man."Before stepping inside, Silas shot Wes a sidelong glance and smirked.He didn't dare go any further with the teasing — no sense risking actual bloodshed."Ahh, Junior Bro

All he needed now was to keep advancing his cultivation — body and soul would strengthen together, automatically.That night, Silas sold off his remaining stock of Qi Gathering Pills and Blood Vitality Pills, and used the proceeds to buy a large batch of materials for refining Spirit Gathering Pills.The Spirit Gathering Pill served the same purpose for Foundation Establishment cultivators that the Qi Gathering Pill had served during Qi training — a panacea meant to assist true disciples in their practice.Naturally, it also cost several times as much.Fortunately, Silas was already an Alchemy Master, and drawing on that mastery, he refined batch after batch of Spirit Gathering Pills at perfect quality without much trouble at all.After refining six or seven furnaces in a row, he returned to his training chamber and sat cross-legged.After a while, he opened his eyes, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.Between the Spirit Gathering Pills, the spirit-gathering array, and culti