This Immortal Vessel was entirely different in style from the previous Garbage Collection Ship. It was of a classic aesthetic, its entire body composed of gold and jade.
On the deck, there were sails carved from jade plates, giving it the appearance of a classical sailing ship, though it looked more like a piece of art.
A large character for “Lin” was carved onto the sail. An Immortal Vessel of this size could no longer fully merge into the Light Path; therefore, as it sailed through, all Divine Artifacts and carriages automatically moved to avoid it.
In Mu Yanxin’s view, this was a bit too high-profile. Many of the cultivators flying along this Light Path were clearly at the Core Formation Stage or above, and it was not impossible for there to be a Nascent Soul Cultivator or even those of higher realms.
Forcing them to avoid its path was, to some extent, an act that could offend people.
But he soon overheard the conversations of other cultivators nearby and quickly understood the capital this Immortal Vessel possessed to be so arrogant.
An old man reclining on a Green Bamboo looked at a small green bottle symbol on the Immortal Vessel and said, “The Dan Bottle Emblem! Could this be the Immortal Vessel of the Yangxintang Group?”
“Who else could it be? Aside from Yangxin Hall, few are this wealthy and high-profile.
Half of the Elixir business in this state belongs to them, and they are backed by Yao Immortal Valley. They are a titan of the medical industry,” a young cultivator sitting on a Gourd said.
“Tsk tsk, no wonder then. They certainly have the capital to be high-profile. I heard the Yangxintang Group’s Pill Exhibition is preparing to open again. I hope I can draw some Elixirs this time,” the old man said enviously.
So it was a Pill Refining Sect. That explained it. Mu Yanxin instantly understood. The status of a Sect that could refine pills had always been extremely high.
After all, which Cultivator did not require the power of Elixirs to assist their cultivation?
Specifically, advancing from the Qi Refining stage to the Foundation Establishment stage required a Foundation Establishment Pill to break through the bottleneck.
A vast number of Qi Refining cultivators scrambled for Foundation Establishment Pills, and for many Itinerant Cultivators, it was difficult to obtain even a single pill.
In his past life, Mu Yanxin was an elder of the Magnificent Truth Sect. Shortly after he was born, he had relied on a Foundation Establishment Pill to forcibly break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, so he had never experienced such troubles.
However, he knew that ordinary disciples within a Sect had to achieve good results in the Sect Grand Competition or make sufficient contributions to the Sect to obtain a Foundation Establishment Pill.
Now that he had fallen back to the Qi Refining stage, and according to the Terminal Ring, he did not even have the qualifications to join a Sect yet, figuring out where to get a Foundation Establishment Pill was truly a troubling matter.
Looking at the Original Host, who needed to recycle garbage, his family likely wasn’t very wealthy either. Trying to buy one would probably be very difficult.
Mu Yanxin could only set this worry aside for the moment and continue watching the Immortal Vessel pass by.
Speaking of which, the name Yangxin Hall felt somewhat familiar. It seemed that while snatching garbage outside the city, a quick-handed cultivator had grabbed an expired Yangxin Hall Elixir.
To be honest, Mu Yanxin had never heard of Elixirs having an expiration date. When cultivators found Elixirs from thousands or tens of thousands of years ago in ancient ruins, didn’t they eat them without issue?
Furthermore, the old man just said the full name of this Sect was the Yangxintang Group. What was a Group?
And there seemed to be a Sect called Yao Immortal Valley behind them. Mu Yanxin understood none of this and could only wait to ask the Terminal Ring later.
As the Immortal Vessel passed, Mu Yanxin happened to be flying diagonally above it, allowing him to clearly see the scene on the deck.
On each side of the vessel’s hull stood six Golden Armor Guards holding halberds. In the center of the deck, a troop of dancers dressed in light veils were dancing gracefully.
At the bridge of the ship, a table was set up. A Young Master dressed in magnificent robes sat behind the table watching the dancers perform.
He was very young and possessed a dashing, elegant appearance. Two beautiful female cultivators stood by his side, serving and pouring wine.
Mu Yanxin felt as if he saw his former self in that person.
He had been just as high-spirited and young and successful, but in the blink of an eye, he had lost everything and arrived in this world where everything was unfamiliar. The difference in treatment was like heaven and earth.
The old man lying on the Green Bamboo spoke again, “Who is that Young Master? Hanging the Lin flag… could it be Chairman Lin of the Yangxintang Group?!”
“No, I’ve seen Chairman Lin. Although they look similar, this one’s appearance is younger and more energetic. He is likely Chairman Lin’s son or grandson,” the young cultivator sitting on the Gourd said.
“That truly makes one envious. He was born into a good life. As a Lin Family Young Master, he must eat Elixirs like regular meals, right? And his Innate Talent must be absolutely superb,” the old man said with envy.
“That’s for certain. With the Medical Arts of Yangxin Hall being so superb, how could his aptitude not be excellent?”
“In my view, it must be Supreme Aptitude. But we can’t be envious; some people just win at the starting line,” the young cultivator said.
These words made Mu Yanxin feel bewildered. What kind of position was a Chairman? And what did the level of Innate Talent have to do with Medical Arts? Why did superb Medical Arts guarantee Supreme Aptitude?
Furthermore, regarding the aura on that Young Master, if Mu Yanxin’s perception was not mistaken, he was merely a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator.
Although his aura was quite a bit stronger than an average Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator, he was still just a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
What was there to boast about regarding extraordinary talent? Mu Yanxin had already broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm at his age.
One must know that breaking through to Foundation Establishment might be difficult for an Itinerant Cultivator, but for a cultivator with a background, as long as there were enough Foundation Establishment Pills, there was no bottleneck at all.
Even an infant could reach Foundation Establishment.
Would the Young Master of a Pill Refining Sect lack Foundation Establishment Pills? How could that be!
Unless this world simply didn’t have Foundation Establishment Pills, or this Young Mater Lin had only started his cultivation a few days ago. Otherwise, Mu Yanxin felt his talent was actually quite poor, perhaps even a Pseudo Spiritual Root.
Unexpectedly, Mu Yanxin overheard another conversation between cultivators. This time it was three middle-aged and young cultivators wearing black long pants, long sleeves, and neckties.
Such uniform attire made Mu Yanxin feel they should belong to the same Sect.
They were flying on Divine Treasure Flying Swords and were all Golden Core Stage cultivators, yet they were saying, “As Young Master Lin is so young, I didn’t expect him to have already broken through to Foundation Establishment. It’s truly enviable.”
“It can’t be helped. Only wealthy Young Masters like them can stay in the realms of Physical Cultivation and Qi Refining a bit longer to slowly solidify their Dao Foundation.”
“People like us in the Working Class can only form the core early and enter the Golden Core stage so we can find a good job,” another Black-robed Cultivator said.
“Core Formation, Core Formation. Form the core, take the orders. Haha. But once you reach the Golden Core stage, you finally have a stable job. We can also slow down our progress and not rush into Nascent Soul Formation,” the third Black-robed Cultivator joked.
Hearing them say this, Mu Yanxin finally understood a little. It turned out they believed Young Master Lin was promoted slowly in order to solidify his Dao Foundation, and they wished they could do the same.
It seemed that the cultivators of this world placed a higher value on the Dao Foundation than those in Mu Yanxin’s previous world.
But even if Young Master Lin was solidifying his Dao Foundation, Mu Yanxin still felt it was slow to only be at Foundation Establishment now.
At the very least, he should have broken through to the Golden Core Stage, shouldn’t he?
Furthermore, Mu Yanxin noticed that those three Black-robed Cultivators used the term Golden Core, rather than Core Formation.
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