The thousand-zhang flying shuttle soared straight from the bottom layer of the boundary domain towards the middle layer. There seemed to be a barrier hindering its path, but it quickly vanished.
Bai Jie explained from the side, "Entering the middle layer from the bottom layer only requires passing through a Celestial Curtain; it's not too difficult. With the flying shuttle leading the way, it becomes even simpler."
"However, if one wants to go from the middle layer to the upper layer, it becomes challenging. They must gain recognition from the boundary domain and possess at least the cultivation level of the Heaven Mending Realm. Moreover, this only allows an individual to enter the upper layer of the boundary domain alone."
"If a sect wishes to enter the upper layer and become a true upper-level sect, they must meet the requirement of having a Heaven Mending Realm cultivator at the fifth stage or above as the sect's leader, and there must also be two additional Heaven Mending Realm experts within the sect."
Chen Xia nodded, standing at the highest point of the flying shuttle. Curiously, he asked, "How many Heaven Mending Realm experts does the Starry Sky Pill Sect currently have?"
Bai Jie scratched his head and replied in a low voice, "Currently, there are two Heaven Mending Realm experts, one at the third stage and the other having just entered the Heaven Mending Realm."
The gap between the ninth level of the Sea Inverting Realm and the twelfth stage of the Heaven Mending Realm was immense, akin to the difference between the first and ninth levels of the Sea Inverting Realm.
Therefore, crossing realms to fight between Heaven Mending Realm cultivators was particularly difficult, and only a few true outstanding geniuses like the Emperor's seedling, who had achieved the feat of crossing realms to fight, could do so.
At most, they could cross one realm to fight. If they could cross two realms, they would truly be the cream of the crop among geniuses.
"With only two Heaven Mending Realm experts, you want me to refine a Great Elixir and ascend to the upper layer?" Chen Xia asked again in confusion.
Bai Jie hurriedly explained, "Brother, you don't know this, but if you can truly refine a Great Elixir, it would be considered an achievement of a Heaven Mending Realm cultivator. Moreover, this position would be kept reserved. As long as the sect leader reaches the fifth stage of the Heaven Mending Realm, they can ascend."
"What treasures are there in the upper layer? Why do you want to go there?" Chen Xia asked curiously once again.
Bai Jie replied again, "The upper layer is rich in spiritual energy, and it occupies seventy percent of the boundary domain's fortune. There is also a chance to directly converse with the Lord of the Forbidden Zone and obtain great opportunities!"
"Not every sect has the chance to enter the upper layer. Most of them are only open to native cultivators of the boundary domain. The difficulty of promotion for foreign cultivators is extremely high."
"Especially for those pseudo-immortals in the Heaven Mending Realm, as cultivators with demonic hearts, once they fall into the boundary domain, they can only maintain the cultivation level of the Heaven Mending Realm and become stagnant. Unless they advance to the fifth stage of the Heaven Mending Realm or higher, they won't be valued by the higher-level experts."
Chen Xia adjusted his cane and changed his posture slightly.
Bai Jie's body trembled, his eyebrows raised, and he instinctively reached out to stop him.
He was cautious as if he had lost something.
"Do you have any information about the fifth stage of the Heaven Mending Realm?" Chen Xia suddenly asked. He hadn't come across this topic in the Blue Sky Sword Sea.
Bai Jie furrowed his brows slightly and softly replied, "In fact, there is such an evaluation above the quasi-Saint level. It is said that the fifth stage of the Heaven Mending Realm is not truly considered the Heaven Mending Realm. It can only be regarded as a pseudo-Heaven Mending Realm."
"The reason for this is not only the difference in combat power but also the most crucial point: the fifth stage of the Heaven Mending Realm cultivators possess a small world. They can materialize the great Dao they comprehend, creating a personal world and achieving self-transcendence!"
"Wow, impressive." Chen Xia commented, thinking about his own small world and wondering what the difference was between his small world and the fifth level of the Heaven Mending Realm.
Bai Jie praised from the side, "In the future, you will definitely become a powerful existence and enter the higher realms."
"Not accurate," Chen Xia shook his head, tilting his head and looking at Bai Jie, lightly laughing with confidence.
"I will surpass that."
Bai Jie's expression froze, not fully comprehending at first, but quickly nodded and replied, "If it's you, you could surpass not just the fifth level of the Heaven Mending Realm. You might reach the twelfth level, or even touch the threshold of a Quasi-Saint!"
"More than that," Chen Xia calmly shook his head.
Bai Jie was stunned, thinking that this person was really good at boasting, but to avoid getting hit, he didn't dare to say it directly, so he could only nod.
"Then it must be a Quasi-Saint."
Chen Xia frowned and glanced at him, "Must I deny each level one by one? Can't you just guess the highest level and leave room for improvement?"
He really knew how to boast!
Bai Jie restrained the urge to roll his eyes, raised his thumb, and flattered, "The demeanor of a great emperor!"
"That's more like it," Chen Xia patted his head, the action resembling training a dog.
Bai Jie didn't dare to make trouble, and just then, they approached the flying shuttle. He hurriedly pointed ahead and shouted, "We've arrived. The Starry Sky Pill Sect is just ahead. Get ready, and I'll introduce you."
The flying shuttle naturally wasn't stopped when returning to the sect, and it flew straight into the interior and came to a stop, hovering in the air.
The gate opened, and a hundred Grand Completion Realm cultivators wanted to go out and formed a human ladder.
Bai Jie waved his hand and scolded, "A bunch of useless things, get out of the way and don't block the path."
The hundred Grand Completion Realm cultivators hurriedly fled downward, not even daring to look back, full of fear.
Bai Jie cleared his throat and used spiritual energy to wipe away the traces of the stick on his face. However, due to Chen Xia's excessive force, there were still some subtle marks left.
These were the marks of spiritual power and couldn't be eliminated in a short time.
Bai Jie didn't have a good solution, so he straightened up and resumed his previous arrogant appearance, reaching out below.
"Brother, please go ahead."
Chen Xia glanced at him, not knowing how this arrogant demeanor and flattering words matched so well on Bai Jie.
Perhaps he was naturally a bootlicker?
Leaning on his crutch, Chen Xia limped down from the door that the flying shuttle had opened.
There were already some cultivators waiting outside, and when they saw Chen Xia limping out first, they looked puzzled. Then they saw Bai Jie following behind, and it seemed that the two sides had already discussed it.
The first one to walk out was an elegantly dressed old man with high eyebrows and sharp eyes. He asked, "Are you the Iron Crutch Li who can refine a pot of top-grade spirit medicine?"
Chen Xia nodded without replying.
Then Bai Jie walked out quickly, his expression cold and disdainful, waving his hand to the old man, and said, "Old man, don't meddle in this matter. Let the Sect Master come. If it delays my brother's time, don't blame me for not warning you when you get hit by a crutch later!"
After Bai Jie finished speaking, he turned his head towards Chen Xia. His aloof expression effortlessly changed into a flattering smile as he spoke softly.
"Brother, this old fellow doesn't know any better. You shouldn't lower yourself to his level."
Chen Xia nodded, thinking that indeed, the boundary realm truly lived up to its reputation, particularly in terms of its simple and honest demeanor.
Even though this elder had been scolded, he didn't get angry. He glanced at Chen Xia from head to toe, exchanged a glance with Bai Jie, nodded slightly, and immediately laughed.
"Brother, please wait inside. I'll go and invite the Sect Master right away!"
It seems that the temperament of cultivators in the boundary realm is indeed worth considering.
Chen Xia sighed and, accompanied by a group of cultivators, limped with the support of a cane as he walked inside.
The elder quickly strode towards the interior, most likely going to give advance notice.
Bai Jie stood by and watched, then suddenly shouted, "If the big brother is walking with only one foot, how dare you use both legs to walk? All of you, kneel down for me!"
Upon hearing these words, the cultivators instantly kneeled, their heads bowing towards Chen Xia, seeking forgiveness.
Chen Xia touched his cheek and felt that such a grandiose display might not be particularly convenient.
There was a sudden commotion up ahead.
Chen Xia didn't need to go there personally; the Sect Master came on his own.
Zhen Hu, a Heaven Mending Realm cultivator of the Starry Sky Pill Sect.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

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grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)