Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

Hearing Lu Feng's words, a group of Qi Refinement Cultivators all showed expressions of shock, their faces filled with disbelief.

Soon, some Qi Refinement Cultivators were the first to calm down.

Then someone said, "Not even fifty years old, and to have reached the Foundation Establishment Fifth Level, such speed, even in the entire Wei Kingdom's Cultivation World, though not leading the pack, should certainly be among the best."

"Yes, with Elder Lin Tianming's talent and sufficient resource support, following the correct steps in cultivation, it's quite possible that he'll break through to the Golden Core Stage before the age of a hundred!"

"The Golden Core Stage!"

Upon hearing this, all the cultivators instantly wore solemn expressions, no longer daring to speak further, as the words "Golden Core Stage Cultivator" were too distant in their world.

Reverence was the only appropriate response, not flagrant discussion.

At this moment, seeing that the crowd had stopped discussing Golden Core Cultivators, Lu Feng continued, "The cultivation of Elder Lin Tianming, I have seen it with my own eyes, there is not the slightest falsehood!"

"Moreover, for this recruitment of families to join the demon-hunting team, the Lin Family will certainly be among the invited, and Elder Lin Tianming might possibly appear!"

"Hehe... If Elder Lin indeed makes an appearance, I will have to take a good look and admire such an exciting and peerless cultivator!"

"Indeed... such a genius cultivator is truly the envy of others!"

Cultivator after cultivator could not help but sigh, their expressions incredibly sincere and full of envy.

As several people discussed, Lin Tianming couldn't help but smile openly, not paying attention to them as he led Qin Xi through the crowd to the square.

By that time, there were already many cultivators gathered in the square, including some that Lin Tianming recognized.

Lin Tianming and his companion found an inconspicuous spot to sit down, and soon, cultivators like Li Jiliang discovered them and came over to greet them immediately.

Lin Tianming greeted them with a smile, then chatted casually with them while waiting for the arrival of the cultivators from Zhenyang Sect.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, down below in the square, Lu Feng and others seemed to have discovered Lin Tianming's whereabouts, promptly informing the cultivators around them, attracting quite a few Qi Refining Cultivators' attention.

To this, Lin Tianming chuckled. The content of their conversation had nearly all passed by his ears and none of it had offended him.

After all, his movements and true appearance were now completely public at the Foundation Establishment Cultivator level, so there was no need for subterfuge.

Compliments from those cultivators, or discussions for that matter, were completely unworthy of his care.

As time passed and with cultivators gradually arriving, the time set by the token was drawing closer.

Amidst the noise, as several cultivators dressed in golden robes from the Zhenyang Sect arrived, all the cultivators immediately stood up, and the previously lively scene instantly quieted down.

Lin Tianming raised his head and looked at the five Zhenyang Sect cultivators dressed in uniform Daoist robes, displaying a sun embroidery on their chests. Leading them was a middle-aged cultivator, undoubtedly the Golden Core Stage Cultivator Zhu Yun from Zhenyang Sect.

Almost all cultivators were extremely familiar with the publicly known Golden Core Stage Cultivators of Wei Kingdom, as the images of such powerful individuals had long been disseminated.

Although it was his first time seeing Zhu Yun's true face, he recognized him at first glance.

At this moment, all cultivators stood up to pay their respects to Zhu Yun, leading the way, and said in unison, "We've seen Elder Zhu!"

Zhu Yun nodded, his deep gaze sweeping over all the cultivators present.

Then, he turned to a cultivator behind him and said, "Chen Shuo!"

"Your disciple is here!" Chen Shuo took a step forward, respectfully waiting by the side, ready to follow orders.

Zhu Yun took out a shimmering golden token, gave it a satisfied glance after inspecting it, and nodded approvingly.

Immediately after, he instructed Chen Shuo beside him, "Everyone has arrived, lead all recruited cultivators out of Qianchuan Market, then board the Spirit-Connecting Flying Boat, and let's hurry to the Songling Mountain Range."

"Your disciple obeys!"

Chen Shuo responded with respect, then walked to the front of all the cultivators, his loud voice ringing out.

"Fellow daoists, follow me out of the market, and we'll board the Spirit-Connecting Flying Boat shortly. Once we reach the frontline, we'll arrange the next steps."

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No sooner had the words been uttered than Chen Shuo shot towards the direction of the market entrance.

At this time, the cultivators in the square also began to lift their feet and follow suit, leaving the square in an orderly manner.

Within the crowd, Lin Tianming and Qin Xi exchanged a glance, and under the gaze of some Qi Refining Cultivators, they followed the pace of the main force as well.

Before long, all the cultivators had gathered outside the market, many with solemn expressions, their state of mind seemingly undergoing some changes.

Clearly, upon leaving the market, they were also about to embark on a journey to the front lines; from this moment on, they would need to be prepared for battle at any time, even ready for the possibility of falling.

In the crowd, Lin Tianming looked back at the market and then let out a long sigh.

He was relatively calm, even though among such a vast number of cultivators he was certainly the youngest; but when it came to experiences of life and death, he was certainly no less experienced than others.

"Well... life and death are decreed by fate, wealth and honor are in the hands of heaven. What is meant to come will eventually arrive," Lin Tianming thought to himself.

Regaining his composure, he looked around; at this moment, Zhu Yun was instructing something, with Chen Shuo nodding from time to time at his side.

A little more time passed.

Zhu Yun ceased speaking, and after sweeping his gaze over everyone, he slapped his storage bag, and a dark-colored Spirit Boat appeared in his hand.

As he executed a Law Decree, the palm-sized flying boat suddenly expanded, quickly transforming into a nearly hundred-zhang-long flying ship, hovering in the sky outside the market.

Feeling the aura emanating from the flying boat, it was clearly a Second Order Superior Flying Artifact, leaving everyone with expressions of shock and envy.

In the Wei Kingdom's Cultivation World, Second Order Superior Flying Artifacts were extremely rare, incredibly valuable, and normally only Golden Core Stage Cultivators possessed flying artifacts of such high quality.

Ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivators who had a Second Order Lower Quality Flying Artifact were already considered quite remarkable; those with Second Order Medium Quality Flying Artifacts were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

It was also Lin Tianming's first time witnessing such a high-quality magical artifact, and for a moment, he was astonished as well.

"This is the foundation built by a sect over thousands of years; this is the might of a Golden Core Cultivator—truly impressive!"

"If only the Lin Family had a few such treasures, how great that would be," Lin Tianming thought to himself.

At this time, not only he, but all the cultivators present were deeply shocked, their hearts coveting such a flying treasure.

While everyone was still in a daze, Zhu Yun's clear voice rang out, urging the cultivators to board the flying boat.

Hearing the order, the cultivators dared not delay, and led by Chen Shuo, they boarded the flying boat in an orderly fashion.

Soon, everyone had boarded one by one, and the thousands of people standing on the spacious deck scarcely made it seem crowded.

Under Zhu Yun's watchful eye, everyone sat down on the floor, awaiting his dispatch.

Zhu Yun did not say much; he sat at the very front, controlling the Spirit-Connecting Flying Boat, flying into the high sky.

At that moment, the flying boat was like a black lightning bolt, heading towards the Songling Mountain Range in the northwest, its speed reaching the utmost limit.

Lin Tianming, seated in a corner of the deck, witnessed the surrounding scenery rapidly receding, and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

This Second Order Superior Flying Artifact was several times faster than the Purple Gold Eagle and extremely steady; not even a whisper of Gang Wind could be felt, which was quite novel indeed.

It should be known that this was not his first time aboard a flying artifact.

Previously, he had ridden on Ye Pinghai's flying artifact as they traveled from Qianchuan Market back to Green Bamboo Mountain—a journey that lasted over ten days and felt entirely different.

Not only in speed, but the comfort level was also worlds apart.

This Spirit-Connecting Flying Boat could accommodate a thousand people at a time, its speed was incredibly fast, and it was remarkably steady; it was truly an excellent means of travel.

In contrast, Ye Pinghai's flying boat could barely fit a dozen people, and riding it was nowhere near as comfortable; the difference was stark.

However, possessing a flying artifact was already a symbol of status and strength and was extremely impressive in itself.

Finally regaining his focus, Lin Tianming then tightly grasped his composure, closed his eyes to rest, and awaited the arrival at their destination.

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