One hundred years later.

North Pole Emperor Star.

The Seven Luminaries, the Twenty-Eight Constellations, Left and Right Assistants, Two Envoys, Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang, and Seventy-two Earthly Fiends were all present.

The vast sky was lit up by shining stars, all of them divinities under Ziwei.

The Four Spirits remained among the Twenty-Eight Constellations; they needed time to brew and refine, until they could absorb the entire Star Domain.

"Now that one Daoist and one Buddha are in leading positions within their respective factions, this idle moment is as good a time as any to condense the fifth Tao Golden Pill."

Song Lin thought to himself.

No matter what conspiracies or tricks exist, they can't surpass the disparity in strength.

Currently, he still couldn't compete with masters in the True Immortal Realm; they could easily dictate his fate.

If he could condense the fifth Tao Golden Pill, the Time-Space Dao might provide him with a chance to survive.

Once he condenses this Dao, like the serenity of Jiao'liao in the past, even if he couldn't defeat others, he would always be able to leave whenever he wished.

Furthermore, the fifth Golden Pill could increase his power tenfold, allowing him to face True Immortals again without the same helplessness as before.

The story of this world was still long.

Over the past few years, wandering the Mortal World, Song Lin casually visited the Middle Realm to see Liu Changsheng. This person had cultivated to the Divine Establishment Realm and might live a few hundred years.

The next life, and the one after that, would serve as prototypes of Zhenwu, leading to his complete form in future lives.

Following the Northern Travel Record would come the Southern Travel Record.

Who knew how many years would pass before the Southern Travel Record concluded.

Calculating based on ten thousand years, it would likely take at least a millennium.

Given this timeframe, Song Lin wasn't at all worried about running out of time.

In contrast, the Real World demanded his attention.

He still hadn't managed to penetrate the upper ranks of the Great Sun World Venerable's domain.

He had learned considerable Buddhist Law in this world. If he could blend into the upper echelons of the Great Sun World Venerable's Buddhist Sect, his true identity was unlikely to be exposed.

"Wutian uses transforming Devils to enhance cultivation. If some Buddhas from the Great Sun World Venerable's domain were converted, it might also benefit this realm."

Song Lin made up his mind.

For now, he would focus more on Core Formation and the Real World.

The Great Sun World Venerable was not considered a particularly strong True Immortal; the Five Pills Heavenly Immortal, coupled with Wutian's suppression against the Buddhist Sect, offered an actual chance for victory.

And if external factors were added—such as the Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation by Emperor Ziwei Bo Yikao, King Wen's Eight Diagram, the formation arrays of group immortals—

And Song Lin serving as an insider, with internal and external collaboration, there was a significant chance of uprooting this realm.

"It's decided, then!"

Song Lin swiftly returned to the Real World.

His avatar named Bao Guangming was replaced by his True Person form.

As the Main City God, Song Lin handled daily affairs, leaving no time for extra cultivation. He would deal with ghosts and demons with meticulous care, just to make an impression on Lingwei.

Moreover, he hadn't taken on a task in over a decade and had no idea whether the Great Sun World Venerable had managed to refine the ancient starry corpse.

One day, unexpectedly—

News arrived from the Donghua Heavenly Court.

"Heavenly Emperor, Lao Mountain and the Upper Immortal have returned to their seats!"

"Oh?" Song Lin was slightly surprised; he hadn't thought it would happen so soon.

Swish!

Leaving behind his avatar, Song Lin picked up a lantern and returned to the Donghua Middle Thousand.

Currently, the Middle Thousand Void stretched across two streams of endless violet light.

Crack, crack...

The Middle Thousand Continent underwent constant tension and expansion, transforming from a three-layer Middle Thousand Realm into five layers.

A complete Middle Thousand World consists of numerous Small Thousand Worlds. To use prayer beads for analogy, the Small Thousand Worlds are the beads, the Heavenly Court the thread, and the universe of the Middle Thousand is the circular space enclosed by the string of beads.

The larger the string of beads, the greater the enclosed area naturally becomes.

"Five layers of dimensions—perhaps Kunlun should be divided?"

Song Lin considered.

The Mortal World and underworld would occupy one layer each. Further up would be the extended mountain ranges from Kunlun Mountain, which usually served as the sites of various Immortal Sects' Daoist grounds and the Demon Clan's stationed territories.

Above that was Kunlun Zeng City, followed by Kunlun Xuanpu, and the Palace of the Polestar occupying its own dedicated layer at the summit of the five realms.

Such was the arrangement of the Donghua Middle Thousand.

This world was too small to form the sort of four-sided, eight-layer structure of the Jade Emperor's Heavenly Court. That would wait until further growth in the future.

Song Lin closed his eyes and meditated, sensing the air around him.

Lu Wu lay nearby, staring in confusion, Bai Ze seemed indifferent, and Ying Zhao wandered about, observing the surroundings.

"The concentration of Heaven and Earth Essence Qi has significantly increased."

According to the principle of pure Qi rising and impure Qi sinking, the highest point—the Palace of the Polestar—naturally enjoyed the most essence-rich Qi.

The concentration of essence here was about two hundred times higher than in the Mortal World.

What did that mean?

Cultivating for one day in the Palace of the Polestar was equivalent to cultivating two hundred days in the Mortal World.

One year here equaled two hundred years there.

No wonder there was a saying: one day in heaven, one year on Earth.

Of course, this difference brought about disparities that Song Lin had to address with caution.

Song Lin summoned Shi Yinhua.

"How many descendants of Immortals are there presently?"

"Two hundred twenty thousand."

"These people…" Song Lin replied with a wry smile, "Could it be they violated the Heavenly Law forbidding marriages between Immortals and mortals?"

The higher the cultivation, the harder it became to have children.

This was because the fetus needed to absorb nutrients from the mother's body, but high-level cultivators had bodies virtually immune to leaks, leaving the fetus with no chance to grow.

Of course, this situation applied only when both parents were cultivators.

If the mother were mortal, conceiving would be much easier.

Immortals had long lifespans and better resources than ordinary people, so their descendants inherently began at a level of cultivation unattainable to most Mortal World cultivators in their lifetimes.

While many Heavenly Courts strictly forbade marriages between Immortals and mortals, the Donghua Heavenly Court had lax rules on this matter.

"Hmm, most are indeed in such situations."

"You must strictly enforce this: positions of primary responsibility within the Heavenly Court cannot be held by them. At most, they can have minor or auxiliary roles with no real power. Only if their parents voluntarily step down from their posts can their children assume key roles."

This was a safeguard specifically set by Song Lin.

It prevented future generations from populating the higher echelons entirely with family members, choking off routes for mortals to ascend the hierarchy and resulting in a stagnant system over time.

"Understood, I will remember it well."

Shi Yinhua said.

Unlike the free-spirited immortals of Kunlun, he personally lacked such desires. Ever since the passing of his fox-wife, Shi Yinhua had remained alone to this day.

"You may go now—get some rest."

Song Lin patted his shoulder and then entered seclusion.

The addition of Small Thousand Worlds caused a surge in the innate ancestral Qi for the Middle Thousand Heavenly Court.

Many Harmonization Cultivators seized this opportunity to enter seclusion, hoping to achieve breakthrough into the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

Song Lin was no exception; now was the time to condense the fifth pill—there was no better moment.

Soon, the Donghua Heavenly Court fell into a long-awaited silence.

The upper ranks were mostly in seclusion.

Song Lin had also refrained from assigning heavy tasks during this period.

Most cultivators who hadn't reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm had also entered seclusion.

A single avatar was left behind in the Great Sun World Venerable's domain.

Inside the Spirit Platform, the fifth pill gradually began to solidify.

Immense amounts of innate ancestral Qi were being absorbed.

The essential condition for forming a pill was the completion of the Great Dao, a step Song Lin had already accomplished.

The next step was to condense the Golden Core.

Using the Inner and Outer Pill Method from Lord Lao Zi, a furnace would refine Immortal Pills. The day the Immortal Pills were completed marked the day the inner core reached perfection.

The inner and outer methods complemented each other—smooth inner core formation accelerated Immortal Pill progress, and vice versa.

One day, unexpectedly, his avatar sent news.

Lingwei Buddha had summoned his avatar.

"We have located another ancient starry corpse in the Star Sea. This time, the coordinates are absolutely correct. Follow me to battle!"

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