Zhang Jingmo had also undergone the process of purifying his body back in the day, so he naturally knew how Ji Jinglun felt at this moment. He asked, "When do you want to start?"

Ji Jinglun replied, "Tomorrow will do."

Zhang Jingmo nodded, took out a medicinal pill from his sleeve, and handed it to Ji Jinglun.

Ji Jinglun took the pill and looked at it. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly put the pill into his Sumeru Ring. The pill Zhang Jingmo gave him was actually a top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill. Although Ji Jinglun knew that his Master was skilled in alchemy, he never thought that Zhang Jingmo could easily refine a top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill. Of course, if he knew that Zhang Jingmo had not only refined a top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill, but had refined two of them, his jaw would probably drop in shock.

The next day, Ji Jinglun went into seclusion, and Zhang Jingmo guarded him.

Foundation establishment could take anywhere from a few months to several years, depending entirely on one's fortune. Zhang Jingmo remembered that Ji Jinglun's foundation establishment time was very short, taking only two months to form an eighth-grade spiritual platform.

Ji Jinglun sat on the stone platform, while Zhang Jingmo also sat to the side, supervising Ji Jinglun.

For the first month, there was no movement from Ji Jinglun's body. After a month, the spiritual energy in his body began to leak out, and his body also gained some surging energy.

Zhang Jingmo was already very experienced. Seeing the abnormalities on Ji Jinglun's body, he knew that he had begun to build a spiritual platform inside his body.

This spiritual platform was easy to start building, but very difficult to expand, especially in the later stages. Those who were greedy were extremely likely to overestimate their own strength and forcibly expand the spiritual platform, resulting in failure of the foundation establishment.

Once the first foundation establishment failed, the opportunity to form a high-grade spiritual platform was lost.

Beads of cold sweat began to appear on Ji Jinglun's forehead, and his expression also became somewhat pained. Zhang Jingmo just watched and had no intention of intervening.

Inch by inch, the aura of spiritual energy spread out from Ji Jinglun's body, and a small vortex began to appear around him, madly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy. Then it poured into Ji Jinglun's body.

Zhang Jingmo was well prepared. Seeing this, he took out more than a hundred high-grade spirit stones from his sleeve to ensure that there was sufficient spiritual energy in the stone room for Ji Jinglun to absorb.

Under normal circumstances, with Ji Jinglun's situation, the spiritual energy from more than a hundred high-grade spirit stones would have been more than enough for him. In fact, Zhang Jingmo could have not taken out the spirit stones and let Ji Jinglun absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but if he did that, it would take more time for him to absorb the spiritual energy, and the speed and quality of forming the spiritual platform would be affected.

The speed at which the vortex on Ji Jinglun's body absorbed spiritual energy became faster and faster, but as he absorbed more spiritual energy, his furrowed brows relaxed. Seeing this, Zhang Jingmo knew that the situation had stabilized.

Sure enough, after another seven or eight days, Ji Jinglun stopped absorbing spiritual energy. The spiritual energy in his body had already approached saturation. Then Zhang Jingmo, who had been sitting beside him, heard a dull sound coming from Ji Jinglun's body.

The sound was like a giant object falling to the ground, shaking the earth slightly. The aura on Ji Jinglun's body gradually changed, obviously reaching the final step.

Zhang Jingmo calmly guarded him on the side.

After another ten days, Ji Jinglun's foundation establishment was finally successful. He opened his eyes and saw Zhang Jingmo, who was sitting on the side, looking at him with concern.

Zhang Jingmo asked, "How is it?"

Ji Jinglun's eyes showed some excitement. He said, "Thank you, Master, for helping Jinglun. It is a ninth-grade spiritual platform."

Zhang Jingmo: "..." Wait, shouldn't it be eighth-grade?

Ji Jinglun saw the surprised look in Zhang Jingmo's eyes and smiled, "Master, I didn't expect to be able to build a ninth-grade spirit platform either. Thank you for the Foundation Establishment Pill and spirit stones."

Zhang Jingmo was only conflicted for a moment before he started laughing, "The Sect Master will be happy again."

In the past few hundred years, the highest grade spirit platform in Lingxu Sect was only eighth-grade. Now that Ji Jinglun had suddenly built a ninth-grade spirit platform, it seemed that the phenomenon had also attracted the attention of other people in Lingxu Sect.

With a ninth-grade spirit platform, reaching the Nascent Soul realm was highly probable, with a seventy percent chance of success. It could be said that a great path had been opened for the sect.

As Zhang Jingmo had expected, Ji Jinglun's successful Foundation Establishment did cause a phenomenon.

In the deep mountains, tens of thousands of spirit beasts and birds flew over, circling and calling around the stone house where Ji Jinglun had established his foundation. The sky was covered by a large piece of purple auspicious clouds, which seemed to correspond to the saying that purple qi comes from the east. At the same time, thunder rumbled in the clear sky, sometimes raining and sometimes clearing up. This phenomenon lasted for several days before gradually subsiding.

Lu Guijiu also saw this scene. He should have been happy for his senior brother, but when he thought of his master and senior brother staying in that stone house for so many days, he couldn't be happy no matter what.

Inside Lingxu Sect, Zhang Jingmo once again became the focus of everyone's attention. Not only did he refine the Molten Fire Pill, but one of his disciples also won the first place that hadn't been seen for a thousand years, and another disciple actually built a ninth-grade spiritual platform.

If one thing was just a coincidence, but if so many things happened at the same time, the word coincidence couldn't be used to explain it at all.

This was probably also the reason why that masked person suddenly found Zhang Jingmo.

Blessings conceal misfortunes and misfortunes rely on blessings. Whether these things were good or bad, no one could say for sure until the end.

After Zhang Jingmo came out of seclusion, he was called over by the Sect Master.

The Sect Master first congratulated him, and then asked Zhang Jingmo if he could refine some more Foundation Establishment Pills.

Zhang Jingmo naturally wouldn't say no.

The Sect Master said, "Qingyuan, recently there have been people from other sects coming to inquire about you."

Zhang Jingmo listened quietly.

The Sect Master weighed his words for a moment, then said, "You know, alchemists are not like ordinary cultivators..." Once a genius appears, they will be coveted by other sects.

Fortunately, Lingxu Sect was a large sect and wasn't afraid of threats from other sects.

But the power of the sect could protect him for a while, but not for a lifetime. Zhang Jingmo couldn't stay in the sect forever without going out. He also needed to go out and travel.

At that time, the sect wouldn't be of much use.

Even if the Sect Master sent other cultivators to protect Zhang Jingmo, there would inevitably be times of negligence.

Therefore, the most urgent task at hand was for Zhang Jingmo to improve his own strength so that he could protect himself.

Zhang Jingmo understood the Sect Master's implication and said, "Qingyuan understands."

The Sect Master said, "Qingyuan, you may not know, but you already have a great reputation on this continent."

Zhang Jingmo was stunned, "Why?" He had also refined the Molten Fire Pill back then, but he couldn't bear the two words "great reputation".

The Sect Master smiled bitterly, "Have you forgotten that Lingxiao won the first place back then?"

When the Sect Master reminded him, Zhang Jingmo finally remembered.

The Sect Master said, "In the past thousand years, Lingxu Sect has struggled to produce new Nascent Soul cultivators. The most recent one was your senior brother, Bai Lingxiao."

The Sect Master continued, "Now you have refined the Molten Fire Pill, the eldest disciple has built a ninth-grade spirit platform, and the third disciple has won the first place..."

Zhang Jingmo sighed, "I understand." In this life, he had been a bit negligent in his cultivation.

The Sect Master said, "In the entire Lingxu Sect, you are the most prominent." And Lingxu Sect was one of the top three major sects on this continent. Every movement within it was naturally watched by others.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Jingmo still told the Sect Master about the masked person.

When the Sect Master heard what Zhang Jingmo described, his face instantly darkened. He said, "Does he think our Lingxu Sect is defenseless?" After saying this, he said coldly, "Don't worry, in a few days I will let Shuying go and set up a new formation for you. During this time, don't leave Lingxu Sect. Wait a few years before going out."

Zhang Jingmo nodded, agreeing to the Sect Master's kindness.

After the Sect Master finished talking about this matter, he thought of something else and said, "Qingyuan, have you ever thought about finding a female cultivator for your disciple to cultivate together with?" This was not dual cultivation in the romantic sense, but simply a partnership for practicing together.

Zhang Jingmo didn't expect the Sect Master to suddenly bring this up. He said, "Huh?"

The Sect Master said, "You know there is a disciple under my command named Su Yu..."

Before he could finish, he heard Zhang Jingmo say with a dark face, "No way."

The Sect Master didn't know why Zhang Jingmo reacted so strongly, but seeing that he firmly refused, he could only put this matter aside for the time being.