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第五百八十五章 若木煎人寿

"Let's not talk about the fact that there are so many fallen Golden Core cultivators' corpses."

"When a cultivator dies, their Dao returns to heaven. Although the Golden Core is an embodiment of one's understanding and mastery over the laws of the cosmos, it still relies on certain rare cosmic treasures as its foundation."

"After returning to heaven, these treasures lose their special properties, and the methods used to form the Golden Core also lose their base. Not only does this significantly reduce the quality of the Golden Core, but over time, there is a risk that it will disintegrate completely, making long-term preservation impossible."

It seemed like he was discussing something within his expertise, and Daoist Xuanzi spoke with authority.

A hint of rare color appeared on his face as the wrinkles around his eyes relaxed slightly.

"But all these problems can be easily resolved if the cultivators are willing to do it voluntarily," he said.

"When a cultivator is alive, they can dig out their Golden Core without triggering any adverse reactions from heaven. With cosmic treasures serving as the core, the Golden Core can be preserved for a long time."

"Even though the cultivator would lose all their cultivation and become just like ordinary people, it's only the Golden Core realm. Starting over is not that difficult!"

"With enough resources, we could produce new Golden Cores in just ten years."

"Mm, although the production cycle is still somewhat lengthy, with our current number of cultivators, we can achieve a harvest of hundreds of Golden Cores each year."

Daoist Xuanzi spoke calmly but said something chilling.

"Long-term and stable, harmless. Can it compare to that lucky son of Piao Debiao?"

"Certainly not!"

"So, if you have any needs, consider us first!" he looked at Li Fan with a hint of enthusiasm in his eyes.

Li Fan was clearly not convinced by such simple words and shook his head repeatedly. "Friend, don't deceive me. How many cultivators would willingly sacrifice their own Golden Core, only to do it every ten years? Just thinking about it makes me feel terrified..."

"Wrong understanding, wrong understanding!" Daoist Xuanzi quickly interrupted.

"Nowadays, we can extract the Golden Cores without any pain or harm. The cultivators don't even feel any discomfort; in fact, some of them enjoy the sensation so much that they immediately return to cultivation after their cores are removed."

"He is now our most efficient cultivator, producing double-core Golden Cores every three to four years on average."

Daoist Xuanzi seemed completely unaware of any issues with his words and enthusiastically explained everything to Li Fan.

Even the cold-hearted Li Fan felt a chill in his heart as he looked at Daoist Xuanzi.

"So, your worries are unnecessary," he said. "We have been vetted by the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance and officially recognized. Think about it; we provide materials every year to the alliance. If there were any quality issues, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance would come knocking first! So, you can rest assured!"

Li Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. "Does the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance know what you do?"

"Of course, our ideas are too advanced for public disclosure," Daoist Xuanzi muttered.

"That's why we keep it secret."

"These ordinary people cannot accept such things, but someone like you should understand our methods?" he looked at Li Fan with hope.

Li Fan said half-jokingly, "I can understand, but I still find it hard to accept for now."

Daoist Xuanzi seemed to have found a kindred spirit and clapped in approval. "I knew it! You are someone of great wisdom!"

He stood up abruptly and paced back and forth while excitedly saying, "It's natural for one to feel empathy towards their own kind. It will take some time for you to fully change your mind."

"But I believe that once you visit us, you'll see the light soon enough!"

"Would you like to come and have a look?"

Li Fan was about to refuse outright when something unexpected happened.

He suddenly felt drawn to this old, frail cultivator, thinking of all the Golden Cores waiting for him. The idea of needing complete Golden Cores to unlock certain points made Li Fan change his mind.

"Sure! Why not take a look!"

He agreed with a nod.

The moment he spoke, Li Fan was filled with shock.

He suddenly understood that this Daoist Xuanzi was far more dangerous than he had imagined!

Just wanted to buy some cultivator Golden Cores... How did I end up in such a mess?

Such bad luck!

Li Fan cursed inwardly and silently repeated: "Still..."

But halfway through, Li Fan stopped himself.

He suddenly felt that it wasn't such a big deal after all.

Wasn't it still too early for him to practice the Truly Real method?

After all, he had been officially recognized by the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. It wouldn't be something as drastic as murder for money.

Moreover, he had spent so much time setting up this world and finally reached a certain stage. If he truly practiced the Truly Real method now, everything would have to start over, which seemed quite troublesome.

...

Many thoughts flashed through Li Fan's mind in an instant, convincing him to change his decision.

"Daoist Xuanzi, how should I address you? And how do we get there?" Li Fan asked with interest.

Daoist Xuanzi slapped his head and said regretfully, "Oops, almost forgot to introduce myself."

"We are known as..."

"[Frying Lives]"

It seemed like a mistake on Li Fan's part. Daoist Xuanzi's tone and expression suddenly turned sinister when he spoke the last word.

But in an instant, he returned to his earlier enthusiastic demeanor.

"How do we get there?"

"Grasp me firmly!"

Li Fan naturally grabbed Daoist Xuanzi's sleeve.

"Stay steady!"

Daoist Xuanzi shouted while muttering under his breath: "Heaven and earth are like wood, day and night consume life..."

Suddenly, a thick cloud of smoke enveloped them. In an instant, everything around them was shrouded in gray mist.

The only things they could see were the distorted light and strange sounds rushing past.

Li Fan felt no sense of danger at this moment; instead, he felt a strange sense of belonging as if he belonged there.

After what seemed like a long time, the gray fog dissipated. The surroundings became clearer.

"Daoist Yu, we've arrived!"

Following Daoist Xuanzi's call, Li Fan finally saw the scene before him: a towering tree with yellowed and spotted bark standing in front of them. Branches were covered in countless cultivators, like a tree full of fruit.

A new year brought Li Fan a fresh shock.

(End of Chapter)

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