The moon, as Earth's satellite, shows its extraordinary nature as Earth devours one Origin Planet after another, its size constantly growing, with mountains and rivers emerging.

As a political, military, and economic key location, the moon houses a multitude of Federation elites, with a permanent population of only three hundred million, yet the average physique is at the Peak of Body Refining.

Moonlight emitted from this planet simultaneously absorbs massive sun rays, and countless Immortals fly high and low, with personal starships, interstellar battleships, and cosmic battleships frequently taking off and landing.

In contrast to the bustling cities full of technological skyscrapers on the front, the moon's backside has more military facilities, with many secret weapons being constructed here.

Wang Xuan stood on He Fang's shoulder, the giant of several tens of thousands of meters strolled in, numerous Earth Immortals landed, and their slightly leaked breath affected various arrays to appear faintly.

Various True Immortals resonated with them, engaging in communication and verification. Even those from the Immortal Holy Land must tread carefully here, avoiding the slightest mistake.

The Gate of the World isn't grand, only thirty meters in length and width, as He Fang's towering figure walked in, a star suspended, several Life Planets rotating, with a small population.

The most striking sight was a huge magic cube amidst the Milky Way, with a side length of a hundred kilometers, six faces, each subdivided into twenty-seven smaller cubes, each one a perfect cube.

"This magic cube was created by several Immortals jointly, a cage born of great wisdom, infused with technology, arrays, runes, artifact refining, curses, magic, divine techniques, and other mysteries.

No matter whether from the inside or outside, it's difficult to open. In the century since its construction, the number of aliens and special criminals imprisoned here amounts to billions, with the weak on the outer layer and the inner layer containing numerous True Immortal-level powerhouses.

However, once someone enters, hardly anyone can escape, regardless of inside help or jailbreak attempts," He Fang said calmly, handing over prisoners to the army guarding the magic cube, who then imprisoned them.

The fate of these captives varies greatly, including dissection research, providing energy to the magic cube until death, gladiatorial viewing, being refined into puppets, or shedding blood for mountain gate disciples to experience.

The trio returned to the Immortal Martial Mountain, where Wang Xuan discovered his master seemed to hold a distinguished position in the military, prompting him to ask about it.

He Fang replied, "Strength, influence, status. I hail from Immortal Martial Mountain, possessing considerable strength, making it easy to build a career, accumulating merits and earning status.

The military is divided into several branches, with many generals, but the one in power is the Grand Marshal, whose status is just below the Federation President and higher than various parliamentarians.

Below the Grand Marshal is the Marshal, and below the Marshal is the Grand Admiral. I entered the Federation Army over a century ago; although I've stepped back now, I hold the honorary rank of Marshal with some influence."

He Fang paid little mind to past glory, knowing once he reached the Void Realm, the Federation couldn't offer much in terms of position, and he wouldn't get much from the Federation either. Once he reached the late Void stage or Peak, even the position of Federation President would be meaningless without time, energy, or significance.

The Immortal Martial Mountain remained calm overall; however, rumors circulated that Wu Nine, the grandfather of Wu Zhutian, vanished after recovering.

Indeed, little Yiyi, now five years old, continued to dart around various mountains, asking Wang Xuan if he returned whenever she visited Black and White Mountain, eager to buy sugar pills.

Wang Xuan predicted Immortal Martial Mountain could entertain her for another one or two years before she'd grow restless, likely causing headaches for the guild master as she ran around the Mother Star.

He Fang's faction recently buzzed with activity, busily preparing for Hou Zhaohua's True Immortal Grand Ceremony, spending extravagantly, yet He Fang, rich as he was, didn't mind putting on a grand show.

"Tomorrow after ten, guests should have arrived, and hospitality cannot falter. With your senior uncles and brother disciples' help, there will be no issues," He Fang instructed.

Hou Zhaohua's family background was quite decent, as average parents couldn't produce such a gifted child with his lively and exuberant personality.

Wang Xuan flipped through the pill book given by senior Feng Daozi, filled with knowledge requiring deep contemplation, as this field offers endless learning opportunities—even Feng Daozi had weaknesses and unresolved queries.

His focus sharpened upon scanning several lines, seeing something intriguing.

"The Human Pill Technique, which uses humans as alchemy materials alongside massive spiritual materials and medicinal essences, can extract and refine someone's cultivation level, talent, and bloodline into pills. The consumer would obtain great transformation."

Refining humans into pills is an inhumane method and a fringe concept—not universally condemned, yet its reputation tarnished.

If a person's attributes are kept at fifty percent during refinement, the consumer's cultivation level could abruptly rise, not to mention various latent benefits. The notion of using one's form to supplement another suggests obvious effects.

Qiushui hummed her tune while proactively massaging Wang Xuan's shoulders and back, creating an eye-catching scene.

Chun Shui expanded Black and White Mountain's enterprise, and continually managed the Golden Turtle, recently under her care.

"Shui, brew me some Cloud Mist Nine Dragon tea," Wang Xuan instructed, and Qiushui's enchanting voice replied.

Born with seductive qualities, she naturally held immense allure for men. In ancient times, she could be a disastrous beauty for kingdoms, capable of making kings favor her over their lands.

Yet beside Wang Xuan, she served others. Such a tranquil life, difficult to replicate outside.

Tea served, Wang Xuan pondered, unable to shake thoughts of the Human Pill Technique, exploring this realm's myriad knowledge.

"The Human Pill Technique breaks cosmic harmony, excessive consumption bears risks, offering little return—perhaps not the true path," Wang Xuan shook his head.

Qiushui's heart fluttered at the mention of Human Pill Technique, timidly saying, "That method is terrifying."

She had heard of a punishment involving refining people into pills, lasting hours in agonizing pain.

"Really?" Wang Xuan laughed, "In Journey to the West, Monkey Sun steals Immortal Pills, and Tai Shang Laojun puts him into the alchemy furnace to refine miraculous Immortal Pills as compensation.

Such an approach also counts as the Human Pill Technique.

Whether it's the true path depends on the alchemist's skill, a perspective not universally applicable."

He recalled his Flower Opening Instant Divine Techniques, resembling the Human Pill Technique in effect, though less potent than alchemy but faster in transforming hundreds into Immortal Peaches in breaths.

Combining Flower Opening Instant with the Human Pill Technique's mysteries could yield considerable achievements, Wang Xuan thought.

Upon returning to the Mother Star, Wang Xuan kept contemplating, with his Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo level, his combat power undoubtedly rivals Pure Yang Celestial Immortal.

Yet even so, he had not gained the strongest fortune in the same realm, despite his ability to defeat opponents across several Great Realms.

Thinking it through, it all pointed to one possibility: the Mother Star's Origin recognizes his cultivation level as potentially Celestial Immortal. Whether it should be considered as Peak of Sky Control or Celestial Immortal is debatable, thereby causing his misfortune.

"Never mind, I won't bother with these issues, instead focus on enhancing my foundation and talent, while collecting Source Power values to grow my cultivation level.

Realm equals strength; Fast cultivation speeds mean even the strongest in the realm can be overwhelmed by me."

Wang Xuan immediately studied the Human Pill Technique, aiming not to refine others into pills but to put himself into the alchemy furnace.

Using alchemy to incorporate substantial Immortal Elixir and spiritual material essences, he planned to unlock potential within his body, enhancing foundation and combat effectiveness.

The risks were significant, yet given his alchemy standards, he was capable, and this method offered the fastest results.

If anyone knew his intentions, they'd surely deem him crazy—how could one's precious flesh be carelessly tampered with?

He converted a portion of his assets into several dozen Celestial Tier Upper Third Grade Immortal Elixirs and over a hundred unique woods, stones, metals, and other exceptional materials, held aside for preparation.

Refining one Earth Tier Peak pill after another, Wang Xuan sought only Super Grade, dismissing Top Grade, determined and generous in his substantial investment for the endeavor.

He continually researched his own characteristics, considering combinations of alchemy materials and key steps in the refining process, striving to create a pill recipe for himself.

However, this recipe remained a concept, as discussions with True-tier Alchemist Feng Daozi advanced, and Hou Zhaohua's True Immortal Grand Ceremony had already begun.

Naturally, Wang Xuan was not idle, invited to attend the ceremony and entertain guests, given that the attendees were Immortal Sect figures alongside military and political figures.

He Fang's influence and status ensured some guests came upon invitation, and others without solicitation. In a short span, Creation Peak was flooded with dozens of True Immortal attendees.