Time passed quickly, and soon it was the day of the official founding of the nation.

The ritual was intricate and complex.

On this day, Gongsun Ying was especially dignified.

Watching Gongsun Ying, elegantly dressed, step by step reaching the Qiankun Cauldron and praying to the heavens.

Lin Qianxuan felt that he was witnessing the birth of an empire with the potential to last for ten thousand years.

This intuition was very strong.

He had altered the original destiny here, steering it in another direction.

This change was inconsequential to destiny, even completely indifferent.

However, for Lin Qianxuan, it was the most beneficial future for both humans of the two worlds.

The ceremony was simplified, finishing the main rituals within one day.

Gongsun Ying also officially became the monarch of Zhang Country.

Although there were currently fewer than two hundred thousand citizens in the country.

Reaching prosperity like the original peak, who knows how many centuries that would take.

However, it seemed that longevity might not be a major issue for Gongsun Ying.

Even though her Endless Divine Sea replenished divine energy once a day, this talent was capable of growth, and if she focused solely on cultivation, she wouldn’t exhaust that divine energy.

Even Lin Qianxuan thought it would be easy for Gongsun Yue to live a long life.

The Eyes of the Muddled Heaven, compared to the Eyes of Death, didn’t actually differ much in functionality.

It’s just that the Eyes of the Muddled Heaven turned from traces into images.

This pair of eyes, capable of peering into cause and effect, would grow along with oneself.

As long as Gongsun Yue used them well, cultivation would be exceedingly easy, and her achievements might not be less than Gongsun Ying’s.

After officially ascending the throne, several days of formalities followed, mainly to confirm the official status of the newly established foundation.

During this process, Gongsun Ying stamped a huge pile of documents.

Lin Qianxuan was quite free, occasionally discussing research results on Thunder Lingzhi and other spirit plants with Guan Hao amidst his cultivation, and also learning to play the flute from Bo Mu.

With Lin Qianxuan’s talent, learning an instrument was no trouble at all.

He even composed a piece himself.

The rhythm was urgent and lively, free and uninhibited.

Playing this piece for an entrance, isn’t it more dignified than Bo Mu’s elegy?

Lin Qianxuan named this piece “Dragon’s Journey” and decided to play it whenever he used Bo Mu’s Divine Machine in the future.

In the vast expanse of the Qiankun Space, Lin Qianxuan, looking at the dense growth of spirit plants and dozens of Thunder Lingzhi, the size of washbasins spread across the ground, was filled with joy.

Casually picking a spirit fruit and eating it, Lin Qianxuan began contemplating whether to develop the market further after returning.

He cultivated such a wide land, yet he still needed to cultivate, and the million spirit crystals he just got had been consumed in two months, leaving less than two hundred thousand, so he thought about earning more resources for cultivation.

Over at headquarters, they had the Grotto Heaven Blessed Land; these low-level spirit fruits were probably not in short supply, but his quantity was still insufficient for now.

The Thunder Lingzhi might catch their attention for a while, but he didn’t plan on giving them away for now as he himself didn’t have enough to eat.

However, other branches probably lacked spirit fruits significantly.

He could make a trip to Ruantang Province.

Might as well say something on the forum, listing them for internal sale on the Otherworld Bureau’s app.

His productivity was indeed somewhat overwhelmingly strong.

After picking a Lingzhi and some fruits, Lin Qianxuan left the Qiankun Space once more.

Planning to discuss processing Thunder Lingzhi with Guan Hao, Lin Qianxuan felt he could travel again.

The life without internet here was truly a bit uncomfortable for him; Lin Qianxuan spent some time bidding farewell to everyone, promising to come back next time, and left with some things.

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Earth.

Lin Qianxuan checked the time on his phone, October 20th, 3 a.m.

This time, he had stayed there for over two months, which corresponded to just a little over four days on Earth.

With this time difference, his cultivation progress had advanced by leaps and bounds.

Now he could even undergo Core Formation.

The planted spirit plants had already yielded several batches.

The predecessors on Earth probably enhanced their cultivation through this method as well, right?

Jiang Mengli was probably doing the same now.

It seemed the cultivation was fast, but in reality, a lot of time had been spent cultivating in the Otherworld.

Taking out his phone, Lin Qianxuan first checked the response to the video he released earlier.

Looking at his new account, he saw his follower count had already surpassed his original account.

Across all platforms, it had exceeded six million.

Moreover, many who obtained his spirit fruits had also posted videos.

Lin Qianxuan regarded the minor increase in qi and blood from the spirit fruits with disdain, but for ordinary people and lower-tier cultivators, these were extremely nourishing to the extreme.

One fruit could directly add dozens of pounds of strength, and the body would still benefit from subsequent therapeutic effects, even possessing life-extending capabilities.

Lin Qianxuan gave away a pound in a draw, thinking the Otherworld Bureau’s price of a hundred spirit crystals was only ten thousand yuan, exaggerated but not overly so.

Yet, in reality, the price of Plum Spirit Fruit on various platforms had already reached five thousand yuan each.

Yet there was no one selling.

Actual transactions directly reached over ten thousand each.

Someone even spent a million just to buy this pound of fruit.

Lin Qianxuan blinked his eyes, feeling as if he had been so immersed in the cultivation circle for so long that he subconsciously overlooked common knowledge of ordinary people.

Many ordinary people today seemed to have no channel to access these cultivation resources at all.

Although they were low-grade spirit fruits, to ordinary people, they were comparable to century-old ginseng, if not better.

Century-old ginseng could easily sell for millions or even tens of millions; now selling a pound of this for a million seemed normal, even low.

Considering there were other channels to obtain it and it wasn’t irreplaceable, otherwise, even a price ten times higher wouldn’t be unreasonable.

In the comments section now, many people called him extravagant.

Bear in mind, Mu Lizhi’s fruit wine was never shared publicly.

Even he felt he never had enough, only sharing with fellow practitioners for resource exchange, never for sale.

Lin Qianxuan raised his hand to give away several hundred pounds of spirit fruits. If this isn’t big spending, then what is?

“No wonder my follower count has increased so much. This marketing strategy is pure money-throwing…” Lin Qianxuan commented.

But he didn’t think anything was wrong with that.

With his current production efficiency, he was sure to dominate the market eventually.

Turning spirit fruits into common fruit prices is not impossible.

When wealthy, benefit the world, right?

Although it wasn’t acquired through official channels, it still counts as Dragon Bloodline.

Giving back to everyone when capable is also good.

Plus, it satisfies the desire to share.

After closing the backend, Lin Qianxuan checked out other cultivators’ accounts and took a look at the videos released by official accounts.

The official account of the Otherworld Bureau had some new actions.

The “Transmigrator’s Manual” was revised, adding some new information.

And they published a basic Refining God Observation Technique.

This was the cultivation path of the Qingling World.

And it was a visualization technique even Lin Qianxuan didn’t know.

This visualization technique is different from the others; it can also be cultivated, strengthening the Primordial Spirit and refining Divine Power.

What’s different is that it has no attribute.

Yes, it inherently has no characteristics.

Or rather, that is its characteristic.

By practicing this visualization technique, one can later switch to any other visualization techniques.

It allows for an easy transition.

This way, it can identify those with strong talent in Refining God.

And it won’t force them onto a path they don’t want because of a wrong choice in the visualization technique.

“The Otherworld Bureau is amazing!”

Lin Qianxuan sighed slightly.

The people of the Qingling World haven’t developed such a visualization technique in years; yet, in less than two months after bringing back this knowledge, the Otherworld Bureau has developed a basic visualization technique.

The Otherworld Bureau indeed has a vast depth of knowledge.

Of course, it could also be that the people of Qingling World don’t value basic visualization techniques.

After all, each faction prefers to brand their disciples, making them unable to change forever.

They might even see a visualization technique that can switch to others as having side effects.

And besides, they might not even consider multi-practicing visualization techniques a technical issue.

It might be more of a Talent issue.

For example, the Divine Martial Great Emperor.

Records show he practiced over a dozen visualization techniques at once.

After scrolling through some videos, Lin Qianxuan lay down in bed and began to binge-watch at high speed.

With his reflexes, any speed over eight times would result in serious frame drops.

He couldn’t even fill in the blanks.

Eight times speed was just right; the plot wouldn’t be missed, and the visuals would still be somewhat coherent. If they weren’t, his strong imagination could bridge the gaps.

He binge-watched until nine in the morning, took out a piece of Lingzhi, and took a bite as breakfast.

Eating just a little wouldn’t cause him to enter a dormant state due to indigestion.

Then he began messaging everyone to let them know he was safe.

Everyone replied to his messages one by one.

The person most concerned about Lin Qianxuan’s adventure wasn’t Chen Long’Er, but Zhang Heng.

He specifically called to ask about Lin Qianxuan’s situation over there.

Lin Qianxuan skipped some details and directly said he attended the coronation ceremony of the new Monarch of the new country.

As for his relationship with the new Monarch, Lin Qianxuan said they were fellow cultivators.

What else could it be?

“Xiao Lin, next time you go, you should bring some things, see if there is anything they need help with. Additionally, you can bring a few Divine Machines back for study. The Otherworld Bureau can sponsor these.” Zhang Heng said.

“Director Zhang, does this count as a business trip?” Lin Qianxuan asked.

“Hahaha… Of course, it counts as a business trip. I’ll give you a bonus later.” Zhang Heng laughed.

After a short exchange, they talked about Lin Qianxuan’s future tripping matters.

Zhang Heng is very keen on getting resources from the Qingling World through Lin Qianxuan.

If possible, he wouldn’t even reject talents from there.

Lin Qianxuan valued everyone equally and could only think of mutual benefit as much as possible.

Just mutual cooperation, building a beautiful future together.

After ending the call with Zhang Heng, Lin Qianxuan sent another message to Guo Xuecai.

Not long after, Guo Xuecai called back.

“You’ve succeeded in cultivating it?”

His voice was full of disbelief.

After all, his sect had cultivated it for decades without progress, but Lin Qianxuan managed to succeed in just a few days.

“Sort of, it doesn’t seem that hard to grow.” Lin Qianxuan said with a hint of nonchalance.

“Don’t harvest it yet, when are you free? Or you can send me the address and I’ll come over….”

Guo Xuecai was a bit anxious, afraid Lin Qianxuan would harvest early, reducing the amount of research data.

“There’s plenty, no need to rush, Old Guo. Where are you? I can stop by the Otherworld Bureau later.” Lin Qianxuan said.

“Plenty? Didn’t you only plant one?”

Guo Xuecai sounded puzzled on the other end of the phone.

“I already ate the first one; these are the second batch.” Lin Qianxuan replied.

The other end fell silent, clearly unsure what to say.

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