He thought to himself.
"Enter the game!"
...
Black Wind Mountain.
A young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and holding a duster in his hand opened his eyes. This was Xuanqing who had just logged into the Game.
With a wave of his right hand,
a neatly stacked pile of gold bricks appeared on the ground.
Huge wealth and Human Path destiny emanated from these gold bricks. A typical cultivator would be entangled in this cause and effect, doomed to encounter misfortune and a tragic death.
However,
his constitution allowed him to remain unaffected by these karmic riches.
Xuanqing sat down directly on the pile of gold.
With his thoughts,
"Draw the Gold Qi into the body~"
In an instant,
Xuanqing's physical body seemed to turn into a water pump, producing a terrifying suction force. This suction drew the gold Qi from the gold bricks into his body incessantly, eventually refining it into his lungs.
As the gold Qi diminished,
