Chapter 1051

Chapter 1051: The Army of 100,000 True Immortals

A light curtain appeared before Xu Fan, displaying a detailed report of the earnings.

"Not bad, Xiong Li and Qian Bing’s academies are starting to turn a profit; it seems they’ve been developing well over the years," Xu Fan said with a smile as he reviewed the list.

"They adjusted their tuition packages over the years, offering various tuition loan plans, which has allowed them to gradually start making profits."

"Of course, the reputation of these academies has also begun to improve significantly, with more and more students enrolling and paying tuition," Grapes explained from the side.

"Indeed, while we can no longer buy Time Treasures with Immortal Jade, it’s still great to be able to add a few Golden Immortal puppets to the sect," Xu Fan said cheerfully.

After 20 years of continuous refinement by Avatar Number Three, the sect now had three of the most basic Golden Immortal puppets, which were practice creations by the third avatar.

Just as Xu Fan planned to continue refining holy elixirs for Big Brother, a representative from Wan Sheng Immortal Sect suddenly arrived from outside the gate.

With the pills already refined, Xu Fan sent Qiu Ziyuan to handle the matter.

Before long, Xu Fan learned the purpose of the representative’s visit.

"Currently, there are wars erupting on the borders of the human race. In the face of attacks from the top powerful families of the Immortal Realm, all major forces within human territory have the responsibility to resist."

"Based on your sect’s scale, you need to send an army of 100,000 true immortals to the border to participate in the battle."

After delivering these words, the representative from Wan Sheng Immortal Sect left.

"An army of 100,000 true immortals; can we make do with puppets?" Xu Fan asked Qiu Ziyuan.

"As long as we can make this military talisman light up, it will meet the requirement. True immortal puppets should be acceptable, right?" Qiu Ziyuan speculated.

"Select 10,000 disciples from the sect who still have a chance of resurrection and take them along with 90,000 true immortal puppets to the border to participate in the battle," Xu Fan instructed, anticipating that this day would come as the situation around the human race grew more severe.

"Understood, Grand Elder."

Grapes selected 10,000 true immortal disciples who still had resurrection opportunities, taking them with 90,000 puppets and the shared celestial tools to the southeastern part of the human territory to confront the beast race.

At this moment, over 80% of the members of the Hidden Spirit Sect’s demon division were accompanying the main force.

A contingent of 10,000 from the four-armed demon race was also sent along for practical training.

Before their departure, the head of the demon division, the pangolin, met with Xu Fan.

The pangolin was now at the true immortal stage, a realm that Xu Fan had forcibly helped him achieve.

"Once you reach the demon realm, find an opportunity to lead the members of the demon division to blend into the beast race’s territory."

"The remaining task is to develop your personal strength without participating in the war between the demons and the humans."

Xu Fan only gave these two instructions, but the pangolin had expanded significantly upon them.

"Rest assured, Master, I will surely strengthen the demon division’s influence in the beast race territory," the pangolin said with determination in his eyes.

Xu Fan knew that the pangolin was thinking too deeply, but he let it go and allowed them to leave.

"I hope nothing goes wrong this time; adding another page to the little notebook would not be good," Xu Fan said while continuing to refine the holy elixirs.

Within Number One Body Refinement Academy, Xiong Li lamented, "The sect won’t let me go to the battlefield; when will I be able to fully unleash my fighting strength?"

To be honest, Xiong Li was not interested in being the academy’s head.

Opening this academy was merely a stopgap measure, a means for the disciples of the Body Refinement Lineage in the sect to earn a living.

"A disciple who has been resurrected once must reach the Golden Immortal level to go to battle," Grapes said.

"I’ve touched the Golden Immortal realm, but I just need more time to build up my power."

"The sect’s rule makes sense; after all, I’ve already died once on the battlefield."

"If I go back to the battlefield, I’ll need some guarantees. Becoming a Golden Immortal would at least keep me from being wiped out by the combat backlash of a Great Luo Sage," Xiong Li said, taking a sip of his drink.

Just then, Zhuang Ling walked in, carrying four small dishes.

"Drinking alone is no fun; I came to keep you company," Zhuang Ling said with a smile.

"It’s the first time I’ve seen you so down. What’s wrong?" Zhuang Ling picked up the bottle of celestial wine on the table, gave it a sniff, and her eyes lit up.

She then pulled out two large bowls, one for each of them.

"A big guy like you shouldn’t drink from tiny cups. If you’re going to drink, go big," Zhuang Ling said boldly.

"Hold on! This jar of dragon bone wine wasn’t easy to get."

"At the true immortal level, we can only have one bowl each, or the medicinal power will go to waste," Xiong Li quickly added.

The jar of dragon bone wine had cost him 50,000 Immortal Jade, and he’d only bought it after finally paying off his sect debt.

"Waste? Who cares? As long as there’s wine, that’s all that matters," Zhuang Ling said, filling both bowls to the brim.

She clinked her bowl against Xiong Li’s and started drinking.

Xiong Li, with no other choice, raised his bowl and drank with her.

"Zhuang Ling, I’ve always had a question," Xiong Li suddenly said after finishing his drink.

"Go ahead, ask," Zhuang Ling replied, picking at the food.

"Your sister’s name is Zhao Fei’er. What’s your real name? Don’t just say it’s Zhuang Ling," Xiong Li asked, curious, as Zhuang Ling poured him another drink.

"My real name is Zhao Linger, but I thought it sounded too girly, so I stopped using it," Zhuang Ling explained.

"I wanted to call myself Ba Tian, but my sister didn’t like it, so she changed it to Zhuang Ling, and it’s stuck ever since," Zhuang Ling said, savoring the celestial wine.

"Ba Tian is a great name—strong and bold," Xiong Li laughed.

"I saw on the inner sect forum of the Hidden Spirit Sect that you’ve touched the Golden Immortal realm. Is that true?" Zhuang Ling asked, curious.

"I’ve touched it, but I still need time to stabilize before I can truly become a Golden Immortal," Xiong Li replied.

"It’s not surprising you’ve touched the Golden Immortal realm. If you’d joined the sect a thousand years earlier and listened to the Grand Elder’s thousand years of teaching, with your talent, reaching the Golden Immortal realm would’ve been easy," Xiong Li said, looking at Zhuang Ling.

This woman, who had talent similar to his own, excelled in body refinement, but she hadn’t had access to the same techniques and resources as he had when they came from the lower realm.

Her fighting strength was usually a step behind his, especially after entering the Immortal Realm, where the gap grew even wider.

But Xiong Li felt those differences had disappeared since Zhuang Ling joined the Hidden Moon Sect.

Given time, Xiong Li was sure she’d reach the same level as him.

"I’m just happy to have joined the Hidden Moon Sect," Zhuang Ling said, thinking back to her days of being exploited.

"Just wait a little longer. Once the fourth generation of disciples reaches the true immortal realm, the Grand Elder will probably start the second thousand years of teaching. You’ll need to seize that opportunity," Xiong Li said, already feeling a bit tipsy.

"Seize the opportunity," Zhuang Ling thought to herself, the words blending with what her sister had once told her.

"Yin and yang must be balanced to walk the wide road. It’s rare to find a man you don’t dislike, so make sure to seize the chance."

Her sister’s gentle voice echoed in Zhuang Ling’s mind.