Leaving Precious Light Temple, Wang Xuan appeared again at Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain, glancing at the worshiping believers and the towering Buddha statues, the distinction between immortals and mortals was crystal clear in his eyes.

Step by step, he descended the mountain, swiftly departing from Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain, soaring hundreds of meters high and gliding into the distance.

Controlling the starship to fly over, he jumped aboard mid-air, steering the personal spacecraft straight to Yuzhang New District.

The autumn wind blew gusts upon gusts, as the weather gradually cooled down, the heat dissipated, and ten days flew by.

Moving frequently between the laboratory and Changsheng Group, by this time, the company was already well-established and operational without issues.

Furthermore, several projects were officially launched in the laboratory, focusing on patents related to Elemental Base Meat, classified as nutritional products rather than medicines—hence the approval process wasn’t too stringent—and are set to be the flagship products of Changsheng Group in the future.

Additionally, a few high-energy foods progressed slowly due to raw material issues and required long-term operations.

Honestly, he didn’t expect Changsheng Group to make much money, but Lin Cheng’s research yielded excellent results, with competitive products in the market; according to his estimation, Changsheng Group should be able to grow.

After being busy for a while, Wang Xuan prepared to return to the mountain gate; for him, cultivation was the most important thing, and the company was merely an interest to keep Lin Cheng’s laboratory running.

“Senior sister, I’m going back to the mountain gate. It might take a long time to return. If you can’t reach me, you can find my senior brother Zhou Wu; he’s the manager of the Immortal Martial Combat Hall in the new district.”

Wang Xuan hugged Lin Cheng, hanging a jade talisman around her snowy neck: “Stay safe. This is a teleportation talisman; once you inject inner strength to activate it, it can teleport you over a hundred miles away.”

Lin Cheng pinched Wang Xuan’s cheek, smiling coyly: “What danger is there? You’re overly worried.”

“Better safe than sorry,” Wang Xuan said seriously, then took out the Vajra Realm puppet, realizing, after some time, that the puppet’s core contained an intelligent chip, and once activated, the puppet possessed a high degree of intelligence.

Of course, its movements and combat power weren’t as strong as when controlled by Divine Treasure cultivators, let alone Vajra Realm cultivators, and thus it only served an auxiliary role. But for Lin Cheng at the peak of organ refining, this intelligence was most suitable.

Knowing the puppet’s strength, Lin Cheng declined: “You’re the one facing more danger outside; it’s more useful for you to keep it.”

Compared to her own urban life on Mother Star, Lin Cheng was more concerned about Wang Xuan’s safety, knowing he often encountered danger.

Wang Xuan shook his head: “My cultivation level is increasing rapidly, estimating soon I’ll be able to dismantle this puppet barehanded. It’s not much help to me, giving it to you is just right.”

Lately, he was preparing to advance to the Divine Treasure Realm, where fighting against ordinary Vajra cultivators would be no problem.

Lin Cheng nodded: “Alright, I’ll definitely take care of myself, not letting you worry.” She knew Wang Xuan could feel reassured going out once she was secure.

“Be good,” Wang Xuan said, coaxing Lin Cheng as if calming a child.

That evening, he found Bai Yuzhen, who was bustling between work in the city; though her salary was decent, she was truly exhausted every day.

Wang Xuan suggested: “Miss Bai, I can recommend you to a company; there’s no problem with a managerial position. As for the treatment, it’s considerably higher than your current job, with an annual salary of fifty thousand, and the work isn’t as tiring.”

He had promised to take care of Bai Yu and Su Qiubai to prevent them from encountering any misfortune, which was one reason Su Xiaowei was relieved to go up the mountain.

Bai Yuzhen raised an eyebrow: “Really? The competition in my current company is fierce, requiring full commitment to avoid being eliminated and maintaining this good job.

And you’re telling me there’s a job that’s both easier and better-paying, a pie in the sky? Or are you giving such charity on Xiaowei’s behalf?”

“It’s my goodwill. The company I mentioned, I am the chairman; work is no issue, and you can go whenever you’re willing.

You also know your niece Su Qiubai; she’s at an age where she needs more care, or she’ll easily go astray, and your current work is too busy.

Frankly speaking, you’re not a very competent guardian.”

As Wang Xuan gradually departed: “The choice is in your hands, and as for worrying I might want something from you, best not to overthink.”

Bai Yuzhen fell silent, while Su Qiubai, after several days of sadness, returned to normal, gaming in the bedroom, unaware of the scene.

After being away for over twenty days, Wang Xuan finally returned to the mountain gate, stepping onto Black and White Mountain’s soil.

The bamboo forest was like a sea, rustling as the wind blew.

Surveys the Spiritual Bamboo forest, Wang Xuan tapped a bamboo stalk with the flat of his blade, immediately triggering a roaring sound from within the forest, the bamboo trembling as if some colossal beast was approaching.

“Who is it! Who dares to steal my bamboo!

Let me tell you, all the bamboo here is mine; I watched each one grow, and I’ll know if even one is missing.

If I find out who’s cutting my bamboo, I’ll lose my temper!”

Before arriving, the deep voice of Xiong Bamboo resounded, soon the entire bear sprinted over, about to tackle whoever was stealing its bamboo.

Upon seeing Wang Xuan, it immediately hit the brakes, rolling over twice on the ground due to inertia.

Bearing a great blade, Wang Xuan lazily asked: “You say all the bamboo is yours; does that mean if I want to cut one, you’ll lose your temper?”

“Who said that?! I didn’t say anything like that! Everything on the mountain belongs to the Mountain Lord.

Of course, this bamboo forest is my place to live; if it’s gone, and I have nothing to eat and no place to stay, I’d probably have to move then.” Xiong Bamboo grumbled.

Finishing, it wagged its stubby tail, swayed its rear, and burrowed back into the bamboo forest, continuing its carefree immortal life.

Wang Xuan grumbled: “Such a good-for-nothing, I came all the way here and you didn’t even notice; as a Mountain Guardian Beast, it’s useless.

I reckon you should be called Guardian Bamboo Beast.”

Actually, he was rather upset, figuring as Black and White Mountain’s security guard, this bear was as lazy as a pig, without an ounce of vigilance.

Choosing to ignore it, Wang Xuan understood why it was so lazy, for Immortal Martial Mountain was extremely safe, having been uneventful for over a hundred years; it had nothing to be cautious about.

Ascending the mountain, he saw the long-missed palace, greeted warmly by the steward: “Mountain Lord has returned, are you weary? I’ll immediately arrange for dishes and a medicinal bath to cleanse the travel dust off Mountain Lord.”

“Thanks for the trouble, steward,” Wang Xuan nodded.

He then proceeded to the main mountain, meeting with his master, He Fang.

“Paying respects to master,” Wang Xuan offered a cup of tea.

Taking it with a sip, He Fang glanced at his disciple, surprised: “My dear disciple, didn’t you say your realm is about to break through?

Why is it after ten days you’re still at the peak of Innate instead of the Divine Treasure Realm?”

Previously, Wang Xuan was boastful about how quickly he broke through, claiming astonishing speed with a realm leap in just over ten days.

Wang Xuan sighed: “I rushed too much; fearing unstable foundations, I’m forced to pause, unable to advance further.

Turns out cultivation isn’t easy. In six months, I’ve crossed eight or nine great realms, moving too smoothly; now I’ve finally hit a bottleneck, it’s time to settle and reflect.”

“It’s alright, you’re still young; advancing a great realm every few years is considered fast, don’t hurry.”

He Fang comforted.

With a glance, he knew this lad had already reached a very stable cultivation level in the second layer of the Mixed Element Martial Scripture’s Human Immortal Chapter, with Primordial True Qi too abundant to grow further.

Just a slight nudge, even without intervention, perhaps it’ll breakthrough during sleep; such is the case with water gradually flowing.

Since Wang Xuan remained humble, he let this kid be.

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