Toast to the bright moon

Traversing the Nine Provinces in the Immortal Cultivation World, Lu Yuan possessed the Dao Fruit of longevity, an eternal lifespan. If he were careful, he could anticipate the Immortal Method.
This was indeed a beautiful thing.
However, he was born during the Age of Dharma Decline, with spiritual energy depleted and the Immortal Method difficult. The great path was elusive.
Even worse, the Immortal Cultivation World of the Nine Provinces was on the verge of collapse, and the four poles were about to fall, marking the end of an era.
If that was the case, why shouldn't a man take up his sword and conquer fifty states across the mountains?
To survive in the Age of Dharma Decline, Lu Yuan cultivated the ancient Way of Control Pneuma, established an Immortal Dynasty, and gathered Qi Luck. He brought order to the Nine Provinces and peace to the four seas.
Gathering strength from across the world, he ascended to immortality step by step.
In ancient times, there were three Human Emperors: Hua Guang, Xia Xi, and Hao Tian.
Who is the Human Emperor now?
It is Emperor Chu Luyuan.

To achieve immortality, I cultivate using Qi Luck

At this moment, Lu Yuan who was sitting in the courtyard did not have the leisure to admire the moon and take pleasure in doing so — instead, he was still assisting Sun Siwen with his transformation.


The people in the palace had already been informed by him. At this time, the whole Bifang Garden nearby had been sealed off, and without orders, no one was allowed to enter or exit.


With the palace's defense, plus Lan Cai'er standing guard, even if an innate expert came in, they would not be able to invade this place.


Thus, Lu Yuan did not have to worry about outsiders disturbing them.


The moon rose and set, the sun emerged and sank...


In a blink of an eye, three days had passed.


In the small pavilion, the initially scorching temperature had gradually decreased, and Sun Siwen's body was covered with a layer of foul and dirty substances.


Underneath these impurities, the occasional glimpses of his skin that were as white and smooth as a baby, gave off a faint, delicate fragrance.


Chapter 311: Refining the Foundation_3