Chapter 285
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Chapter 285: Sister Gu San
Just as the two were about to leave, Xu Fan called out to them.
Xu Fan took out a space ring, then used a secret technique to transform it into a tiny piece that attached to Li Xingci’s hand.
“Master, are we going to encounter any problems on this trip?” Li Xingci asked nervously, looking at Xu Fan. He knew that whenever his Master acted this way, something was bound to happen.
Su Rantian was also watching Xu Fan. Divination techniques were quite rare in the cultivation world, and those skilled in it were even fewer.
“If it’s not predictable, there shouldn’t be any major problems,” Xu Fan waved his hand dismissively. To him, as long as there was no danger to life, it was not a big deal.
“Should we not go?” Li Xingci looked at Su Rantian.
Su Rantian was also pondering the matter.
At that moment, Xu Fan noticed a characteristic of the cultivation world: the cultivators seemed to generally be very receptive to advice.
“Go ahead, misfortune is often a source of fortune, and adversity can turn into good luck; this is an excellent omen,” Xu Fan stated confidently.
“Really?” Su Rantian asked.
“Guess,” Xu Fan replied with a smile.
After discussing for a while, they decided to go check out the territory of the Demon Sect.
Soon, a gigantic luxury flying boat appeared, and Li Xingci, accompanied by his not-yet-married wife, flew toward Lin Sen Fairy City.
On Satellite Island, Xu Fan was looking at the recently nearly fainted Five-Spirit Enlightened Monkey from the divination, thinking about whether he should get a few more monkeys since they were quite convenient to use.
“Master, should we give Ming Yi a quick end?” the pangolin suggested.
Xu Fan waved his hand and took out several bottles of spirit pills that could restore life essence.
“These spirit pills can save Ming Yi; he can settle down here on Satellite Island,” Xu Fan said lightly, realizing that using life-consuming divination techniques should be reduced from now on. The monkeys had become somewhat useless.
Thinking about the result obtained through the divination with the Five-Spirit Enlightened Monkeys, Xu Fan muttered, “Could it be that heaven is trying to bring you together?”
At that moment, Grape reported,
“Master, there’s news from Nine Phoenix Island.”
“Oh? Let’s see what progress the grand drama has made.”
On the surface of the Ten Thousand-Mile Giant Lake, a specially made large spiritual boat from the Hidden Spirit Sect was gliding.
Inside a massive cabin, Xu Fan was watching the projected images on the wall, his brow furrowed slightly.
“This is quite an ambitious step,” Xu Fan remarked.
No wonder he felt that the power of luck had been growing quite significantly lately.
“Promoting cultivation techniques across the island with thirty years of compulsory education is a bit wild,” Xu Fan said as he observed the introduction on the screen.
On Nine Phoenix Island, after Feng Chang Ning had completed the island’s infrastructure, a nationwide indoctrination was launched, along with the announcement of basic cultivation techniques that anyone with spiritual roots could practice.
The entire island established cultivation academies, requiring all children above six years old with spiritual roots to attend.
“Grape, does Feng Chang Ning have anything to say?” Xu Fan inquired.
“She wants a Spirit Gathering Formation and puppets that won’t be used by the sect,” Grape replied.
“Shi Zhan has arrived, right?”
“He’s here, waiting on Outer Sect Island.”
“How long does it take to set up the Artifact-level spirit pearl production line?” Xu Fan asked after a moment of thought.
“We can just retrofit the existing Golden Core Stage puppet production line. It’ll take no more than three days.”
“Given the size of Nine Phoenix Island and the demand for spirit root cultivation, we’ll produce spirit pearls. Shi Zhan can take them when they’re ready,” Xu Fan said.
As his aura of fortune grew stronger, Xu Fan felt it was time to unlock some new abilities.
Meanwhile, on Nine Phoenix Island, Feng Chang Ning was strolling through a bustling city street with Little Spirit by her side.
Feng Chang Ning couldn’t help but smile as she took in the lively scene around her.
“This isn’t enough. Not yet. I want to transform this place into the Immortal Realm I’ve always envisioned,” she thought to herself.
“Feng Chang Ning, stop daydreaming! Weren’t you planning to visit the cultivation academy?” Little Spirit chimed in her mind.
“Right, I’ll go now,” Feng Chang Ning replied with a graceful smile, catching the eyes of a few passersby before she glided away.
The cultivation academy took up a quarter of the city. Inside its training hall, thousands of children under ten years old were practicing the most basic five-element techniques.
Above the academy, a Spirit Gathering Formation was active, condensing spiritual energy into spiritual liquid. The liquid was then diluted into spiritual mist, which drifted down into the academy before vanishing into the air.
Feng Chang Ning entered the training hall, escorted by a disciple from Nine Phoenix Pavilion.
“Sect Leader, the Falling Stone City cultivation academy currently has thirteen thousand six hundred seventy-four students. Six hundred twenty-four of them have three or more spirit roots,” the disciple reported.
These students had been carefully selected from over a hundred million mortals for their spirit roots and age. There were four such academies across Nine Phoenix Island.
“What are their cultivation levels?” Feng Chang Ning asked.
“Three have reached the third level of Qi Refinement, fifty-three are at the second level, and six thousand three hundred twenty-one are at the first stage,” the disciple replied.
“In three years, any student who hasn’t reached the first level of Qi Refinement will be removed and transferred to the academy,” Feng Chang Ning decided after a brief pause.
“Understood.”
Just then, Feng Chang Ning noticed a young girl practicing. The girl looked strikingly similar to how Feng Chang Ning had as a child, especially with her determined expression, which brought back memories of her own struggles.
“What’s that student’s name?” Feng Chang Ning asked, feeling an unexpected connection to the girl.
“Gu Sanmei. She’s an orphan with rare dual spirit roots—fire and wood. She’s currently at the third level of Qi Refinement,” the disciple explained respectfully.
“I remember her,” Feng Chang Ning said, recalling her name from the academy’s list of talented students.
“After practice, send Gu Sanmei to Nine Phoenix Pavilion,” Feng Chang Ning instructed, deciding to personally mentor the girl.
“Understood.”
Feng Chang Ning then turned to Little Spirit. “Little Spirit, has the Grand Elder received my request?”
“By now, the Grand Elder should have reviewed our progress on Nine Phoenix Island,” Little Spirit replied.
“Do you think he’ll agree?” Feng Chang Ning asked, feeling a bit self-conscious. She knew her rapid progress was largely due to the support from the Hidden Spirit Sect. Without them, it would have taken over a century to reach this point.
“He should. I’ve got some insights from Brother Grape.”
“The Grand Elder is focused on long-term gains. The faster you develop, the happier he’ll be.”
“What you’re asking for is trivial in his eyes,” Little Spirit explained.
“Just how long-term are we talking?” Feng Chang Ning asked curiously.
“Very, very, very long~~~”
Little Spirit flew off Feng Chang Ning’s shoulder, gesturing widely with her hands, which made Feng Chang Ning laugh with delight.
