Jiang Yi turned to look at Luo Xuanming and asked,

"True Master Luo, would you care to accompany me?"

"The Daoist invites me; how could I dare refuse?"

Luo Xuanming’s heart was a swirl of mixed emotions as he thought to himself,

’I’ve toiled for the Luo Clan for years and never once set foot on Qian Peak, let alone entered the Taichang Dragon Pavilion.’

Qian Peak Grotto-Heaven was governed by three halls. The first was Taihe Hall, which managed the sect’s supply of Resources and various miscellaneous affairs.

The second was Taiming Hall, which controlled the use of the Chrono-Light Lands and all the minor realms within the sect.

The last was Taichang Hall. For an Innate Sect Disciple to study the Three Classics, Nine Skills, and other such Techniques, a report had to be submitted from the Hall of Profession of the Lower Courtyard and approved here.

And the Taichang Dragon Pavilion, which housed countless Dharma Gates and supreme Divine Techniques, was located within Taichang Hall.

The middle-aged Daoist raised his hand and formed a sign. The teleportation Token in his palm suddenly flared to life, like moonlight flooding the earth, and a beam of rosy light as thick as a mountain peak enveloped Jiang Yi.

A deafening ROAR followed. He felt a colossal force wash over him, smashing through layers of astral clouds and teleporting him to another location.

"Daoist, please look. That is the Taichang Dragon Pavilion."

The middle-aged Daoist declared in a loud voice.

Jiang Yi focused his gaze and saw an eighty-eight-cornered tower standing there, soaring into the heavens, so tall it nearly pierced the clouds.

He extended his Divine Sense slightly to probe his surroundings, and an astonished expression appeared on his face.

’So Taichang Hall actually contains an entire world within it?’

Although this place was boundless in all directions, filled with a vast sea of Spiritual Energy, and possessed a magnificent and grand landscape, it was no longer the world outside.

"The Daoist has sharp eyes."

The middle-aged Daoist was also quite surprised. Many Foundation Establishment True Masters visiting for the first time might not have noticed this detail.

"The three great halls of Qian Peak Grotto-Heaven are all worlds that the Ancestral Master moved here from beyond the heavens, then reforged using earth, wind, water, and fire."

Jiang Yi sighed with sincere admiration.

"The resources of an Ancestral Sect are truly extraordinary."

A feat like this was far more effective than setting up any restrictive grand formation.

The world itself formed a thick, protective membrane. Even a Daoist Monarch with vast Divine Techniques would be shut out without a guide to let them in.

"The Taichang Dragon Pavilion..."

Luo Xuanming, who had tagged along, was overcome with excitement.

He thought about how he had established a separate residence on Dangyin Ridge and painstakingly managed it for years, accumulating over a hundred Fixed Karma and three Dao Skills.

Although it wasn’t enough to exchange for one of the sect’s nine great True Skills, it was sufficient to acquire a proper technique to solidify his Dao Foundation.

Moreover, what the Taichang Dragon Pavilion stored were the original copies of the Techniques. Every word was a pearl, imbued with a rich aura of Daoic rhythm. They were far, far superior to the Jade Scrolls in the Lower Courtyard’s Hall of Profession.

It was just that a Disciple like Luo Xuanming originally had no qualifications to even set foot in Qian Peak Grotto-Heaven, let alone enter the Taichang Dragon Pavilion.

’Serving the Daoist seems to bring greater benefits than working for the clan.’

An idea stirred in Luo Xuanming’s mind. If not for the True Monarch of his clan watching from above, he probably would have already thrown himself at Jiang Yi’s feet to pledge his loyalty.

"True Master Luo, feel free to go choose a Cultivation Technique. You don’t need to mind me."

After this brief instruction, Jiang Yi had the middle-aged Daoist lead the way and stepped into the eighty-eight-cornered tower.

...

...

Like the Hall of Profession, the inside of the tower held the wonder of a world in a grain of sand.

The moment he stepped through the entrance, Jiang Yi felt a heavy resistance, as if he were passing through a waterfall.

But in the next instant, the feeling vanished. A hazy mist of light engulfed his body. When he opened his eyes again, a blazing, bright, fiery glaze met his vision.

It wasn’t light from lamps or candles, but Innate Qi gathered into clusters, making the interior extraordinarily brilliant.

"Daoist, the ’Three Wonders Primordial Separation Skill’ you are looking for is on the sixth floor."

The middle-aged Daoist bowed low with his eyes closed and said,

"If the Daoist has any questions, you may call for Lord Book Immortal of the Taichang Dragon Pavilion. It is inconvenient for me to remain, so I shall take my leave."

Jiang Yi acknowledged him, then stood with his hands clasped behind his back, carefully examining his surroundings.

This eighty-eight-cornered tower had twelve floors in total. The *Three Wonders Primordial Separation Skill* indicated by the Celestial Book was a high-grade True Skill and was stored on the sixth floor.

The entire Taichang Dragon Pavilion housed all of the Innate Sect’s technique manuals, scripture collections, and Daoist Scriptures—a collection as vast as a sea of smoke. No one could possibly remember them all.

The Book Immortal was the being that managed this place.

He spoke softly,

"Book Immortal, where are you?"

As soon as the words left his lips, a wisp of green smoke suddenly rose from the floor. It rapidly condensed into a soft, solid form, like a golden cloud, and gradually, the features of eyes, ears, a mouth, and a nose appeared.

"This little Immortal awaits the Daoist’s command."

The Book Immortal’s voice was tender, like that of a child.

’A Daoist Monarch’s Divine Techniques are truly unfathomable.’

Jiang Yi mused to himself.

He had heard from the middle-aged Daoist that this world within Taichang Hall was originally a chaotic void and had never nurtured any living beings.

It was the Daoist Monarch Ancestral Master who had intervened, capturing the Pure Spirit Qi and the flowing, iridescent clouds born between heaven and earth and transforming them into a being like the Book Immortal.

Such a creative power was truly beyond imagination.

"Bring me the *Three Wonders Primordial Separation Skill*."

Jiang Yi commanded.

The Daoist Token he wore gave him authority no less than that of a high hall Elder, allowing him to bypass the intermediate steps for many matters that would normally require formal reporting.

Although the *Three Wonders Primordial Separation Skill* was a Foundation Establishment True Skill, ordinary Disciples were not permitted to learn it lightly.

But as the Daoist, he could naturally peruse it at will, without restriction.

The Book Immortal flew about cheerfully, retrieved an object wrapped in golden silk from a bookshelf, and presented it to Jiang Yi.

’How convenient.’

Jiang Yi reached out and took it, untied the jade cord and silver buckle, and spread open the soft, smooth golden silk.

Inside was not the Jade Scroll he had expected, but a ball of incomparably condensed, dazzling light.

"The Daoist can view it with his Divine Sense."

The hovering book spirit said in a delicate voice.

’Truly wondrous.’

With a flicker of his thoughts, Jiang Yi’s consciousness gently touched the ball of dazzling light. As if a piece of colored glass had shattered, countless tadpole-like characters and various images instantly flooded into his mind.

He finally understood why a member of a great clan’s Direct Lineage like Luo Xuanming would consider entering the Taichang Dragon Pavilion to choose a Daoist Technique such a rare Opportunity.

This ball of light was a Divine Technique from the [Buddhist Dao] called "Sandalwood Buddha Light." It could transmit from mind to mind, completely imprinting a Daoist Technique within it, a method of teaching far more profound than the text on a Jade Scroll.

Jiang Yi sat on the floor, leaning against a bookshelf, his Heart Spirit completely immersed in the profound and esoteric principles of the *Three Wonders Primordial Separation Skill*, absorbing and digesting the deep meaning contained within the tadpole-like characters bit by bit.

As he entered the Qi Cultivation Twelfth Layer and his Cultivation of various Cultivation Techniques grew ever deeper, his own innate aptitude had also been steadily improving. He was no longer the novice at Cultivation who could only rely on the Celestial Book.

’A Daoist Scripture once said: three times three is without end, six times six is without limit. Three gives birth to all things, and six encompasses all phenomena.’

’The ’three’ in this True Skill refers to splitting one’s Daoist qi into three. If one can mutually convert the Three Treasures of Essence, Qi, and Spirit, one can reach the sixth-turn level, harmonize the six energies, circulate them infinitely both inside and out, and achieve an inexhaustible supply of True Qi.’

After several hours, Jiang Yi had comprehended about seventy to eighty percent of the *Three Wonders Primordial Separation Skill* and had a rough grasp of this Foundation Establishment True Skill’s formidable aspects.

’Splitting one’s foundation into three to condense bodies of Primordial Qi—this is the ’Three Wonders Skill Body’.

’In its initial stages, this skill body only has one-third of the main body’s Magical Power and Cultivation. It’s not of much use in Magical Combat. However, as long as one cultivates it day and night without rest, this Three Wonders Skill Body can eventually catch up to the main body’s level.’

A flash of understanding lit up Jiang Yi’s eyes as he instantly grasped why the Celestial Book had sent him to find this True Skill.

If he could refine the Three Wonders Skill Body, it would be equivalent to possessing two extra bodies.

He could use these two skill bodies to cultivate, meditate, comprehend Daoist Skills, or even perform Artifact Refining and Alchemy, gaining a huge amount of available time for free.

’For others, this True Skill is probably more trouble than it’s worth.

’Cultivation is already difficult for one person. The Resources and effort required to support two additional bodies would be unimaginable.’

A look of joy appeared on Jiang Yi’s face as he mused to himself,

’But it’s different for me. My sixty-year lifespan is like a whip at my back, constantly pushing me forward.

’If I can master this *Three Wonders Primordial Separation Skill*, I’ll be able to save a great deal of time and focus on solidifying my path on the Dao.’

Jiang Yi immediately began to cultivate, attempting to separate out an external body.

Although one normally needed to reach Foundation Establishment to practice a True Skill, his high-grade True Qi was so abundant that it could sustain the immense consumption. He didn’t have to worry about being drained of Magical Power and damaging his foundation.

’This splitting into three...’

But before long, the tadpole-like characters recording the profound mysteries of the True Skill became abstruse and obscure, requiring more and more effort to decipher.

「Half an incense stick’s time later.」

Jiang Yi opened his eyes and thought,

’It wouldn’t be difficult for me to fully comprehend the True Skill with my aptitude.

’But time is precious. I should save it for more meaningful tasks.’

As this thought flashed through his mind, a golden glint rose in the depths of his eyes.

I beg the Celestial Book!

...

...

Outside the Taichang Dragon Pavilion.

A rainbow-like beam of Escape Light suddenly descended, revealing a gloomy youth in a green robe, his Daoist topknot secured with an ebony pin.

It was none other than Pang Zhongwang, the True Inheritance disciple from Dui Peak Grotto-Heaven.

He looked at the eighty-eight-cornered Taichang Dragon Pavilion and mused,

’This time, I’ve requested Dao Skill from my clan. I can use the Chrono-Light Lands to cultivate Daoist Techniques and comprehend another Divine Technique. This should bring my Dao Foundation one step closer to Perfection.’