Chapter 901
Blood Extraction to Refine the Phoenix Talisman, Transaction of Precious Materials
Chapter 901 Blood Extraction to Refine the Phoenix Talisman, Transaction of Precious Materials (10,000-word update)
Silver talisman with phoenix pattern!
A pattern shimmering with silver light transformed into a phoenix, which soared out from within Huo Zhao's golden core.
Fang Yi channeled his magical power through his five fingers, sensing the medicinal energy accumulating within his flesh and blood, and spoke in a deep voice:
"If one's resolve is not firm, even if one's cultivation is perfect, if one only seeks seven-tenths, then no matter how many opportunities one has, one will only raise a pig-like beast to be slaughtered."
More than ten third-tier spiritual herbs and rare treasures were piled up, with no shortage of external resources, and the spiritual vein was also a third-tier superior grade.
The cultivation technique, the [Four-Nine Profound Technique], was deduced by the divination master Tian Quezi and is considered top-tier among its peers.
His magical power surged out three times faster, and the silver talisman with phoenix patterns hummed softly, beginning to absorb Huo Zhao's natal essence.
"The conditions for a Nascent Soul True Monarch's disciple to form a core are so limited. It's truly an opportunity that falls from the sky, but none of them are fortunate enough to enjoy it."
If I had had this opportunity back then, my elixir quality would surely have advanced by half a step, allowing me to glimpse the mysteries beyond the first-grade golden elixir.
The Daoist imagery of the changing seasons doesn't encompass spring's birth, summer's growth, and autumn's harvest; it lacks the sense of winter's hibernation.
Now, it still requires day and night refinement, expending considerable effort, and collecting ice-attribute spiritual objects to complete the Dao form.
"puff!"
Huo Zhao's body twitched intermittently, his face was ashen, and he was barely breathing.
As his vital essence was extracted, his life force plummeted once again.
"Enough to nurture a top-grade first-class Golden Core spiritual material, but barely enough to cultivate a second-grade Golden Core."
waste everything
I had hoped to take this opportunity to glimpse the wonders of the first-grade Golden Elixir of the Dao.
Fang Yi looked displeased.
In order to benefit Huo Zhaoning Dan, the spiritual plants and precious herbs that had been painstakingly accumulated over the past two hundred years and planted in the blessed land of withered and flourishing plants were reduced by a full 60%.
His wealth was almost on par with that of a Grand Master like Dayun.
In addition, I owe a favor to You Xishan, who is asked to activate the Zhou Tian Bagua diagram to bless me with the wondrous methods and supernatural powers of good fortune.
The spiritual energy in the Evergreen Hall has also been refined, with all its cold and dryness dissipated and half of it transformed into wood elemental energy.
He would never have done this if it weren't for the purpose of deduce the [Four Nine Mysterious Techniques] and cultivate the Silver Phoenix Pattern.
"Huo Zhaofa's physical training is insufficient, his mental discipline is inadequate, and he doesn't seek breakthroughs when faced with challenges."
Ultimately, even after condensing a second-grade Crimson Essence Golden Pill, it was still at the bottom of its rank, achieved only through the accumulation of medicinal properties and Daoist essence, and a forced breakthrough.
Fang Yi shook his head slightly, then with a flick of his sleeve, a beam of emerald light flew out.
"Buzz!"
The Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner was raised, and a phantom of a demon god wearing a crown of creation and a green wooden robe appeared on the banner with a compassionate expression.
"Imperial decree!"
Fang Yi held up the emerald green banner and waved it, gathering vitality and emitting azure light.
The banner displays phantom images of various spiritual herbs, including the Azure Lingzhi, the Five-Colored Lotus, the Human-Shaped Ancient Ginseng, and the Thousand-Year-Old Vermilion Fruit, accompanied by wafting medicinal fragrances.
"It's only because I was prepared beforehand, and because I'm skilled in spiritual healing, otherwise..."
He sighed helplessly, having struggled to survive for over a hundred years, honing his physical body and risking his life to cultivate the Twenty-Nine Mysterious Arts.
In terms of foundation and temperament, he is no less than Qin Yu and his ilk, and in terms of diligence, he is even better.
For the twenty years before and after Fang Yi became a disciple, he resided in Fengling Immortal City. Every day after absorbing spiritual energy, he could see Huo Zhao refining his physical body under the stars and moon.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have valued Huo Zhao and planned for him to achieve the Core Formation.
When did you start to slack off?
Starting to manage the market all by myself? After I, at the Core Formation stage, have a powerful backer?
Or will he forge a mid-grade Dao foundation, only to be completely abandoned by Yu'er and Heng'er?
The spirit banner in Fang Yi's hand fluttered, its azure light shining like the sun, illuminating all directions.
Five-colored lotus flowers swayed, and the azure-green fungus shone with a vibrant light, while azure rain fell.
Medical Secrets: Five Lotus Nourishing Qi.
Medical Secrets: Xuanzhi Awakens Spirit.
The secret art of medicine: like a gentle spring breeze and nourishing rain.
The three miraculous medical techniques were activated, and Huo Zhao's life force, which had been stagnant, began to slowly recover.
"Human nature is perilous, the Way is subtle; only by being refined and single-minded can one truly grasp the mean."
On the path of spiritual practice, one either progresses or regresses. I was given two chances, yet I still failed to live up to expectations.
Since you have given up on being lazy, I will grant your wish.
Fang Yi's palm pulsed with magical power, and twelve strands of azure silk shot out, piercing through his dantian and landing completely on the silver phoenix pattern that had transformed into a phoenix.
"Wow!"
The melodious and elegant phoenix cry echoed, and the phoenix swallowed and absorbed the Crimson Essence Golden Elixir, its life essence, which turned into a speck of cinnabar and landed on the phoenix's forehead.
"Crack!"
In less than ten breaths, a crack appeared on Huo Zhao's golden core, spreading like a spider web.
The cracks spread, and the loss of his vital essence accelerated once again.
After a hundred breaths.
"Wow!"
A light, melodious phoenix cry rang out, and a silver-feathered phoenix with a cinnabar dot on its forehead flew out from Huo Zhao's dantian, landing on Fang Yi's left shoulder and shaking its feathers, affectionately nuzzling his cheek.
"Crack!"
The Crimson Essence Golden Elixir was dull, like porcelain riddled with cracks; Huo Zhao's long, black hair at the temples was visibly withered and white.
"receive!"
To make matters worse, Fang Yi waved his hand and put away the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner.
He reached out and made a grasping motion, absorbing the dissipated energy within himself, then gave Huo Zhao a deep look.
"I gave you a chance."
"Buzz!"
As the azure light descended, Huo Zhao, who was unconscious, felt a sharp pain in his dantian, and the veins on his forehead bulged and twisted like earthworms.
"Oh!"
Thin, reddish blood essence emerged again, and the rank of the Golden Elixir dropped from the second rank to the third rank.
And it's still falling.
"cough!"
After the pill's quality dropped, a surge of magical power erupted from Huo Zhao's dantian, jolting him awake from his unconsciousness by excruciating pain.
"My Grade Two Crimson Essence Golden Pill!"
In just three breaths, the grade of the third-rank Golden Core dropped again, seemingly about to fall below the Golden Core grade and transform into a fourth-rank True Core.
His face was contorted with rage, yet he dared not hesitate for a moment, enduring the excruciating pain in his dantian as he channeled his magical power.
The three-pointed black gold dagger hidden in his sleeve shot out like an arrow toward the sandalwood gate covered with protective barriers.
"boom!"
From a side hall of Changqing Palace, a loud explosion was heard, and a surge of spiritual energy transformed into a giant wave.
"Junior Brother Huo is in trouble??"
From the hut beside the Changqing Hall, a beam of dark blue spiritual light shot out, lotus flowers bloomed and faded, and Qin Yu, wearing a gentleman's crown and a black robe, arrived in an instant.
"Junior brother, what's going on?"
He pushed open the door with a gloomy expression. The magic seal on the heavy sandalwood flowed and turned into layers of rolling mist.
"Oh!"
A stinging sensation shot through his hand, but Qin Yu didn't dare hesitate for a moment. A delicate branch appeared in his hand, shimmering with three layers of precious light.
It was the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch that he had recently refined, bestowed upon him by Fang Yi.
Emerald light shimmered on the tender branches, and a phantom of a dragon roamed among the branches, breathing in and out the spiritual energy of the wood.
"Imperial Decree: Azure Dragon Whip of a Hundred Woods!"
"boom!"
One layer of magical restriction was torn apart, and the remaining restrictions drew spiritual power, causing another layer of restrictions to evolve.
The protective laws were ineffective against the Azure Dragon of the Hundred Trees.
"Junior Brother Huo's aura has dropped again!"
Qin Yu's expression hardened, and he clenched his fist and pounded it towards his chest, trying to force out his essence and blood.
"Boom..."
A long, broad hand with distinct knuckles reached out, grasped Qin Yu's wrist, and then gave it a shake.
A tingling sensation washed over him, and the magical power in Qin Yu's palm instantly dissipated. He looked delighted and said eagerly, "Master!"
"Master, Junior Brother Huo is in trouble! Quickly open the protective barrier!"
"Be more cautious..."
If I hadn't stopped you just now, would you have wanted to activate your natal core and damage your foundation?
With so many senior figures from your school stationed here, would you really risk ruining your future?
While reprimanding Qin Yu, Fang Yi condensed a wisp of azure light at his fingertips, and like a silkworm spinning silk, strands of azure threads shot out, making whooshing sounds as they broke through the wind and fell into the magical restriction.
"Buzz!"
In less than ten breaths, the mist that had formed the forbidden area dissipated, and a bloody stench wafted over.
"Junior Brother Huo!"
Qin Yu took the lead, almost disappearing into the distance as he swept past the gate.
He stared at the bloodstains in the empty hall without the slightest hesitation. His five fingers moved rapidly, and in a single breath, he cast twenty-four hand seals.
"Imperial Decree: The Blue Lotus Nourishing Essence Method"
He drew upon the vitality of the green trees from all directions, and within moments, the lush vegetation within a thousand feet of the Evergreen Palace withered away.
"Junior brother, do not resist. Let your senior brother examine your body and soul to see what kind of injuries you have suffered."
While unconscious, Huo Zhao's brows furrowed slightly, his body relaxed, and his tightly closed eyes seemed to tremble.
"Sky Blue Silk, go!"
Fang Yi lagged half a step behind, watching his eldest disciple Qin Yu's performance, a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
"With the cultivation level of the early stage of Core Formation, the path of spiritual medicine has already reached the middle grade of the third rank."
Although they had my support, they must have also worked very hard…
After a moment's hesitation, Fang Yi's eyes darkened slightly as he observed Qin Yu's concern for Huo Zhao, and he flicked his sleeve.
A palm-sized banner of the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing Life flew out, growing taller in the wind until it reached a height of about ten feet, with verdant medicinal energy cascading down like a waterfall...
"Splash!"
The fragrant medicinal aroma lingered and blended seamlessly with Huo Zhao's. His parched dantian felt as if it had been blessed with rain after a long drought, and strands of magical power slowly rose up.
The cracks that covered the damaged meridians slowly healed.
Even the long, withered white hair at her temples had black roots.
From that moment on, Fang Yi made a grasping motion with his five fingers, and the delicate, mosquito-like runes on the twelve azure strands of hair flowed and entered Huo Zhao's body.
"The Heavenly Azure Silk of Medical Dao, which is almost perfect?" Seeing Huo Zhaofeng's life force slowly rise from its last flickering state, Qin Yu's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.
Feeling the ten times stronger Azure Silk, touching the Azure Silk he himself had unleashed, it flowed and explored through his meridians.
"Master's medical skills have improved again, but unfortunately, the third-tier spiritual plants of the Great Cloud Realm are too rare and are a great burden on our medical cultivation..."
Fifteen minutes later.
The master and disciple retrieved Tianqing Silk, having already made some deductions about Huo Zhao's injuries. Qin Yu asked worriedly, "Master, is there any chance that Junior Brother Huo's injuries will heal?"
"Backlash of profound skills..."
Zhao'er refined too many spiritual plants and precious medicines in order to forge the Golden Elixir.
After achieving the Golden Core, he became impatient for quick results and, in less than a month, refined all the precious pills and spiritual liquids that the Green Serpent and you had given him...
Ultimately, the medicinal properties accumulated, causing a backlash from the profound power…
"Yu'er, look..."
Fang Yi condensed spiritual light into threads in his palm, flicked his fingertips, and thirty-six azure threads once again entered Huo Zhao's vital acupoints.
Xuanji acupoint, Zifu acupoint, Yinling acupoint... The sky-blue silk thread passed through the three hundred and sixty-five major acupoints, and a bluish glow appeared on the wheat-colored skin...
Taiyin Lung Meridian, Yangming Large Intestine Meridian, Jueyin Pericardium Meridian, Shaoyang Triple Energizer Meridian
As the azure silk continued to travel along the meridians, the azure light spread, and a scroll of meridian power flow charts appeared.
Looking at his junior brother's injuries, Qin Yu frowned more and more, and his doubts gradually disappeared.
"Why is Junior Brother Huo in such a hurry..."
He gave Fang Yi a deep look, then sighed. "Too eager for quick success..."
"Master?"
Beneath the two figures, Huo Zhao struggled to open his heavy eyes and gazed at the two cultivators surrounded by life-giving light.
"Master, Senior Brother..."
"Um……"
He groaned, feeling the round golden elixir in his dantian glowing with crimson light.
Now, however, its spiritual light is dim, and its body is covered with fine, dense cracks, a shocking sight.
"His Golden Core was damaged from this point on?!"
The cracks continued to spread slowly, and the rank dropped from the second rank to the third rank, and was still falling, seemingly about to fall into the True Core rank...
Huo Zhao's face was grim, and he dared not delay any longer. If the cracks were not suppressed and continued to widen, his golden core would collapse, and he would not even be able to save his life.
"Master, save me!"
He secretly regretted it; if he had known this would happen, he should have refined the spiritual plants and precious medicines three more times...
"I will save you..."
Feeling the surrounding starlight, the flowing sounds of rituals, or the descending purple aura of divine consciousness...
Fang Yi's expression was solemn. He glanced at Huo Zhao's anxious and regretful expression out of the corner of his eye, and shook his head slightly in his heart...
There's no going back in life. Since things have happened, we should try to resolve them instead of dwelling on regrets...
Does this kind of emotion have any effect?
If you strive and persevere...
Having extinguished his last hope for Huo Zhao, Fang Yi's eyes darkened, like a bottomless, icy pool...
He patted his storage bag, and nearly a hundred spirit-sealing jade boxes shot out and hovered in the air.
Black horned ginseng, litmus flower, caterpillar ointment, blood streak fruit
These medicinal herbs were obtained by the Jade Water Pavilion, presented as tribute by the Treasure Pavilion of the Great City, and also secretly collected by the Deer Demon Child...
"Fang Yi, are there any medicinal herbs you're still missing?"
Amidst the billowing purple aura, Chi Meizi, wearing a black crown and a robe draped in the style of the Rising Sun, walked into the Changqing Hall.
He scanned Huo Zhao with his divine sense, his brows furrowing slightly, his heart filled with dissatisfaction.
"A great opportunity, yet the foundation is weak, the future is bleak, unlike Mount Tai..."
"Never mind, he is, after all, a true disciple of Xuan Yang Mountain, with impeccable lineage."
"Junior Nephew Fang Yi, is it possible for your disciple to maintain his Golden Core rank without dropping?"
"That depends on his existing foundation. All I, as his master, can do is to regulate his energy channels so that he can fight without restraint..."
Fang Yi extended his slender index finger, and pure wood elemental power gathered at the tip of his finger.
He was not surprised by the appearance of the Crimson-Eyebrowed True Monarch. After all, Huo Zhao was a Golden Core True Man, and a direct descendant of the Five Extremes Peak, not a branch True Man...
"Pong!"
The spiritual flames ignited, transforming into lifelike bluebirds and white phoenixes, spitting out spiritual medicine and being tempered by true fire.
A magical water bottle was raised, and crystal-clear spiritual spring water poured out and fell into the cauldron.
"Congeal!"
An ancient, simple cauldron with three legs and two handles was brought out, its body adorned with flowing insect patterns, as if swallowing and drinking in spiritual energy.
Fang Yi's hair and beard flew wildly, his long robes fluttered in the wind, and the misty spiritual energy in the Changqing Palace was constantly being drawn away.
Within a few breaths, the concentration of spiritual energy dropped by 50%, and it was still dropping, so much so that a spiritually impoverished place had to be artificially created.
Upon seeing this, Chi Mei frowned and made a loose grasping motion with his five fingers.
"boom!"
The spiritual energy within a radius of a hundred miles was rapidly extracted, creating a continuous surge of spiritual energy that transformed into a waterfall that poured down.
"Nephew Fang, please go ahead and do your thing. You don't need to worry about the spiritual energy..."
"Gurgle!"
A vast spiritual tide surged down, and the Five Poison Cauldron reached its limit in just three breaths, emitting a brilliant light.
"Congeal!"
Fang Yi's expression was solemn. The various spiritual herbs in the cauldron—green, white, red, black, and so on—were clearly distinguished.
As his divine sense flowed, the medicinal properties were harmonized, and a wisp of emerald green spiritual liquid appeared, rapidly growing larger and devouring all the blue, black, yellow, and white medicinal liquids.
"Third-grade low-level spiritual liquid: Meridian-clearing and Qi-regulating True Water..."
Master, your methods are so efficient. It would take me at least three days to complete the refining of the elixir.
Qin Yu watched as the verdant spiritual liquid flowed into Huo Zhao's body, nourishing his dantian.
The dark cracks on the Crimson Essence Golden Elixir were filled with verdant medicinal liquid.
Huo Zhao dared not delay. He sat cross-legged and began to circulate the Four-Nine Mystic Technique. While refining and repairing the meridians and regulating the Qi with the true water, he also forced out the medicinal properties hidden deep within his flesh and blood.
……
Three days later.
Huo Zhao's face was contorted, ignoring the excruciating pain in his dantian, and he formed an ancient mudra with his hands.
"Oh!"
The fine cracks on the red essence golden elixir in the dantian were forced to a corner.
His expression was ruthless as he unleashed a magical hand seal towards his dantian.
"Buzz!"
A corner of the outer shell fell off the Crimson Essence Golden Core, making the Golden Core appear illusory and completely severing its ability to revert to the second-grade Golden Core level.
This also eliminated all future troubles, allowing him to barely maintain his position at the third-grade Golden Core level.
"If only you had known this would happen..." Chi Mei's gaze was like a knife, sharply sweeping over Fang Yi, Qin Yu, Li Heng, and Xu Qingshe...
He ended up falling before Huo Zhao, his face showing dissatisfaction.
Ten portions of third-tier spiritual plants and precious medicines are truly a stroke of good fortune; many Core Formation cultivators who have cultivated for their entire lives do not possess such a wealth.
Now, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator is using this to break through to the next realm, without even having condensed a first-grade Golden Core.
"What a waste of resources..."
Crimson-browed True Lord sneered inwardly, then with a wave of his sleeve, his figure vanished, enveloped in a continuous purple aura...
If this person hadn't been Fang Yi's disciple, and needed to continue deduce the Four-Nine Arcane Technique, Huo Zhao would never have been able to recuperate in the Evergreen Hall...
"Master..."
As the imposing aura dissipated, Huo Zhao looked at Fang Yi, his lips moving, his dry voice like the long cry of a night owl.
"If I had known this would happen, Zhao'er, would you still be so lazy?"
Take good care of yourself.
Although his Golden Core grade dropped and his fundamental vital energy was damaged, he was treated in time and can still barely maintain a third-grade Golden Core.
Fang Yi shook his head slightly. Huo Zhao decisively destroyed the pill's quality, eliminating any possibility of recovery, thus maintaining the third-grade golden core and earning respect from others.
But it was too late...
"The threat of life and death cannot subdue one, but wealth and honor are like a gentle paradise, eroding one's heart and moral resolve..."
Zhao'er, you've been too lazy..."
A blue lotus bloomed, its lingering sound echoing, as Fang Yi dragged the blazing Five Poisons Cauldron away.
Qin Yu looked at the three Blood-Patterned Fruits left behind by his master, then glanced at Huo Zhao, whose face was dejected, and sighed softly.
"Junior Brother Huo, you should cultivate diligently..."
He took out a bottle of pills from his sleeve and left.
Li Heng felt helpless, his lips moved but he didn't know how to speak. In the end, he left behind a bowl of Nourishing Spirit True Water and departed.
Three Golden Elixir cultivators from one family should have been a joyous occasion, so how did it come to this?
Xu Qing sniffed lightly through his nostrils, and the familiar medicinal fragrance entered his nose.
His gaze then swept over Huo Zhao. Nearly a hundred years ago, Huo Zhao was injured by the Netherfire Sword, a treasure of slaughter, and his pill quality almost dropped. He was also very familiar with this spiritual liquid.
"Zhao'er, you are still a third-grade Golden Core cultivator, with a bright future ahead of you."
After a moment's hesitation, he said, "The path to immortality is rugged and fraught with danger at every step."
We cultivators should maintain a heart as steadfast as if walking on thin ice, and act with courage and diligence...
You've become too complacent and blinded by your comfortable environment.
If the spiritual plants and medicinal herbs provided by Senior Brother Fang Yi had been completely refined, instead of having only 30-40% of their medicinal power accumulating in the muscles, bones, and flesh, things wouldn't have turned out this way..."
As a master of alchemy, with the recent support of You Xishan, his alchemy skills have made great progress. Xu Qingshe had already seen that Huo Zhao's physical body could not be perfected.
Most importantly, the boy's spirit was gone, and his whole body exuded a dejected and lazy aura.
"Never mind..."
"You'd better watch yourself. Your master needs to trade spiritual herbs and three batches of precious pills with the Four Seas Merchant Guild later..."
A flash of crimson light disappeared in an instant, and Xu Qingshe also left the empty hall, leaving behind three bottles of pills. The fragrant aura of the Blood-Patterned Fruit entered his nostrils. Looking at the pills and true water left by his senior brother and uncle, Huo Zhao felt a mixture of a smile and a sob, his lips trembling as he muttered hoarsely to himself:
"Was I really wrong...?"
……
In the Changqing Hall, the Azure Lotus Banner moved without wind, creating ripples of emerald green that blocked any divine sense from prying eyes.
"Fellow disciples of the Five Extremes Peak lineage are all unharmed. Please withdraw and prepare for the trip to the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce..."
Fang Yi wore a lotus crown, his blue robe fluttering in the wind, and a rare hint of weariness appeared in his usually calm and imposing aura.
"Junior Brother Fang suffered a considerable loss this time..."
Inside the Star-Picking Pavilion, silver light swirled, and You Xishan, holding a scroll, withdrew his divine sense.
"Although Junior Brother Fang Yi is good at teaching disciples, he is still too lenient with Huo Zhao..."
These are ten precious, third-tier spiritual plants; I would appreciate your blessing upon them.
Not only did he fail to achieve the first-grade Golden Core, but he even barely managed to break through to the second-grade Golden Core, and couldn't even maintain it..."
“With the same level of spiritual plants and precious herbs, if handled properly, they are enough to cultivate three Golden Core cultivators…”
You Xishan shook his head slightly and focused his divine sense on the three Hanging Star Refining Talismans in front of him.
The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce is spread across several major forces in the cultivation world, and obtaining a suitable inheritance from them is no easy task.
At least it's not something that can be done with the flesh of some kind of monster...
Fang Yi has already made contact, so the matter of preparing the items for the transaction cannot be left to him alone.
……
In the Ancestral Hall, the sounds of sacrifices ceased, and one could see the ancient shaman Ming Shuzi of the Jumang tribe on the altar, enveloped in incense and coated with a layer of gray-lead color.
"Nephew Fang, sigh..."
The sect has finally gained another Golden Core cultivator. With proper nurturing, it might not necessarily be a loss…
Zhang Heng's eyes were gentle as he sighed softly. Behind him, a verdant bamboo swayed, a wisp of pure vitality gathering.
"After all, they are disciples of my ancestral hall. As their grand-uncle, I should lend a hand..."
This precious bamboo essence contains life force and can repair old injuries to the dantian…
"Daiyue has come to see me..."
With a wave of his sleeve, he sent out a communication jade talisman, which landed in the cave behind the Ancestral Hall, surrounded by the precious light of the Earth element.
……
Within the Wuyue Cave, brown spiritual clouds churn, and rugged peaks rise abruptly from the ground, absorbing the power of the Wu Earth.
"Master summons me?"
Since my Uncle-Master Chimei condensed into a Nascent Soul, my master has not summoned me again. What happened?
Beside the grand huanghuali table, Huang Daiyue, dressed in a robe of mountains and rivers, held a talisman brush. His hand trembled, and the blood-red ink on the three-foot-long tanned animal hide froze.
"Pfft!"
The animal hide spontaneously combusted without wind, turning into black ash.
He disregarded the loss of the carefully crafted third-tier talisman paper, staring at the tightly closed ancestral hall with suspicion and uncertainty, his thoughts shifting.
"This……"
Without the slightest hesitation, he disregarded the talismans he had prepared for the Sihai Chamber of Commerce's transactions, put away his talisman pen, and rushed towards the Ancestral Hall.
Fifteen minutes later.
Huang Daiyue looked at the tightly closed Ancestral Hall, his brows furrowed, and he murmured to himself, his heart stirred.
Why was the door kept closed when Master summoned me?
He straightened his clothes, bowed deeply, and said in a deep and respectful voice, "Disciple Huang Daiyue requests an audience with Master..."
In the dimly lit ancestral hall, the flickering green candlelight on the bronze lamp cast a long, elongated shadow of a tall figure, transforming it into a writhing, grotesque demon...
"Pfft!"
The incense in the ancient three-legged cauldron went out, the gray lead color on the statue of the Ming Dynasty shaman faded, and the sound of sacrifice began.
Zhang Heng's expression was contorted with turmoil, and the green bamboo behind him crumbled inch by inch, with a phantom of a spirit wheat growing out of it.
A short while later.
His expression returned to its icy coldness. After five commands, the jade bottle containing the precious bamboo spirit shattered.
He swallowed the verdant treasure in one gulp, and his eyes shimmered with a vibrant, oily green life force, while a decaying aura seemed to seep into his very bones.
"The superior offerings have been downgraded to inferior offerings..."
I was out of my mind. Why waste my energy refining the Azure Bamboo Treasure Qi when I could just let that good-for-nothing Huo Zhao fend for himself?
He gazed at the disciple outside the door, his eyes blazing with a greedy gluttony, and licked his dry lips.
"It's not the right time yet, the timing isn't right..."
Zhang Heng's coldness vanished, replaced by a gentle tone.
"Daiyue, the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce is a top-tier power, connecting several cultivation worlds, and also has connections with legendary great cultivators..."
This is a rare opportunity; prepare well and don't miss it.
"Yes, thank you for your guidance, Master."
"With the help of my senior master Xishan, I have already begun to draw a third-tier treasure talisman..." Huang Daiyue said, bowing slightly.
A refined voice rang out from the Ancestral Hall.
Is that so?
"I have nothing else to do, you may leave now..."
"Yes, Daiyue obeys the Master's decree."
A sense of unease crept into Huang Daiyue's heart amidst his joy, and he slowly retreated along the bluestone path.
'Master has actually recovered...'
What secrets are hidden within the Ancestral Hall? Uncle-Master Changce remained silent, as did Patriarch Chimei.
Ultimately, it's due to insufficient cultivation.
If I were a Grand Master, would the elders of the sect have kept it from me?
Huang Daiyue murmured to himself.
"Thanks to the Sect Leader's contact with the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, we hope to obtain earth-based spiritual items from them."
Although the Great Yu is vast, it is not easy to live there.
Sunrise and sunset, time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
The Ice Valley is no longer empty; scattered cave dwellings have appeared, each adorned with colorful magical barriers that isolate them from the biting cold wind.
A hundred-foot-long ship floated in the cold tide, surrounded by crimson laws and regulations, and warmth emanated from it.
"The journey to the Chamber of Commerce is long, and I thank my nephew Fang for his help."
Watching the cultivators carrying boxes of spiritual items onto the ship like ants, Crimson Eyebrows' eyes softened as he whispered a warning:
"The old ghost of the Zoroastrian sect and I are mutually restraining each other, and the sect owes a favor to the farmers of Medicine King Valley. The demon clan is also wary of the hidden demon lord."
"This time, the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce will not have any Nascent Soul True Monarchs interfering, but Great True Persons at the Core Formation stage still need to be careful."
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Uncle. I understand."
Fang Yi sensed the withering and flourishing blessed land with his divine sense.
Within the spiritual eye, a deer-shaped spirit puppet in its embryonic form exudes vitality; beside the pool of flesh and blood, dark golden insect eggs in the Thousand Cocoon Urn gradually gain vitality; the broken, blood-red Bodhi branch is enveloped by the power of withering and flourishing.
Inside the storage bag, there was also a white tiger puppet with a fierce aura.
The Five Poison Cauldron was gradually becoming unable to keep up with his cultivation progress, so he needed to exchange it for a superior cauldron.
After destroying the Azure Water Pavilion, he held a huge sum of spirit stones, but even the most skilled cook cannot make a meal without rice.
The Great Cloud is too barren; third-tier spiritual herbs can no longer be purchased with spirit stones.
The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce connects the north and south, and even though its headquarters is not located in the Ice Plains, it can still gather spiritual items for him.
Spirit puppets, elixirs, magical treasures, and even the cultivation of the Scripture of Life, Death, and Prosperity are all inseparable from this field.
Even knowing that a great master would intervene, Fang Yi would never back down.
'Besides, I'm not without leverage either; Yu'er has already brought Jiu Shang to prepare the first batch of demon race spiritual medicines.'
With a wave of his sleeve, Fang Yi stepped onto the ship amidst the expectant gazes of tens of thousands of cultivators in the sect. His robes fluttered, and lotus flowers bloomed beneath his feet.
"boom!"
The Earth Phoenix Ship trembled, and the twelve spiritual lights merged into one, evolving into a precious radiance.
Accompanied by the songs of hundreds of birds, the patterns of cranes, phoenixes, eagles, and crimson eagles emerged, transforming into brown-feathered phoenixes, cutting through the cold tide, and riding the wind and waves towards the northern ice plains.
Watching the departing ship, the disciples whispered in anticipation.
"May everything go smoothly for the Sect Leader!"
As he gazed at the departing ship, a sliver of starlight appeared, and You Xishan seemed lost in thought.
"Junior Brother Fang Yi's essence and blood are becoming more and more abundant, and his skin is radiating spiritual light."
This was after Huo Zhao formed his core, confirming that the [Four-Nine Mystic Technique] was unharmed, and he had already begun cultivating it.
"Ugh, I should probably speed things up."
Ten days later.
The Earth Phoenix Ship cleaved through the gusts of cold wind, moving with lightning speed.
On the deck, Qin Yu held a cauldron and threw the last quasi-third-grade spiritual herb into its mouth.
"It would be best if Master went to the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce's headquarters and Huo Zhao recuperated in the Evergreen Hall."
To avoid any unforeseen complications.
He murmured to himself, a helpless expression on his face, as he continuously cast spells with his hands.
As the last medicinal seal was inserted, the cauldron trembled, and a fragrant aroma rose.
Amidst the swirling spiritual mist, the condensed azure ointment within the cauldron could be faintly seen.
"The near-third-grade mild warming ointment is complete."
Qin Yu took out the jade box and put away the small warming ointment. His eyes were full of anticipation as he looked northward.
From then on, aside from emergency elixirs, he used up all the spiritual plants and precious medicines he had.
This was only possible because he found a lucky opportunity in Dadu Ancient City, which allowed him to last a few more days than his fellow disciples.
"Um?
This is"
Looking at the towering city wall, about a hundred feet high, standing like a mountain range on the horizon a hundred miles away, he was invigorated.
"arrive!
The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce has arrived! Quickly inform Master!
Qin Yu gazed at the five-colored pearls embedded in the city wall, and even with his considerable knowledge, he subconsciously murmured to himself.
"Third-grade superior wind-stabilizing bead, third-grade superior cold-suppressing bead, third-grade superior breath-absorbing bead"
"This Four Seas Chamber of Commerce is incredibly wealthy and has a very grand scale. Even its mere presence here is larger than the scale of what's been set up within the sect."
The rooftop of the Diluan Tower, an open-air space with carved railings and jade steps.
Wearing a light blue veil, Li Wu Hui, with her graceful figure and beautiful face, was stunning.
She gazed at Fang Yi, with his sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and tall, upright figure, and parted her red lips slightly.
"Master Fang, are you really not considering becoming my Daoist partner?"
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The scene felt strangely familiar from his past life, causing Fang Yi's heart to clench. His face darkened, and he coldly refused:
"Fellow Daoist Wu Hui, do not indulge in wishful thinking. I know better than you what the Great Law of Heavenly Manifestation is."
"More knowledgeable than I am?" Li Wu Hui blinked her clear, doe-like eyes and let out a bright laugh.
"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Fang knows other cultivators who practice the [Celestial Being Transformation Great Art]?"
"Red Yang transforms into Yin to condense a superior Dao foundation, and then Yin within Yin is cultivated to condense a golden elixir."
Fellow Daoist Wu Hui, if you wish to advance further, you now need to transform Yin into Yang, and attain the Dao of the Sunflower Facing the Sun.
Fang Yi slightly closed his eyes, concealing the glint in them, and murmured to himself.
'This is a top-tier talent for refining cold corpses, but unfortunately, his speed is ghostly; only a Nascent Soul True Monarch could capture and kill him.'
Li Wu Hui's aura slightly condensed, and twelve golden needles emitted crimson sun divine light, appearing between her jade fingers.
How do you know that!
The lineage of the Xuan Yang Mountain Celestial Transformation Great Method should not contain such a record.
"hehe."
As he watched the hundred-foot-tall city wall rapidly approach, the plaque bearing the words "Huitong" came into view, and Fang Yi spoke with a light smile.
"Fellow Daoist Wu Hui, you wouldn't want your enemies to know your true nature, would you?"
"Humph!"
Li Wu Hui snorted coldly, her red lips pressed tightly together, her heart filled with surprise and uncertainty.
With each breath, her heart calmed, her red lips became full, and a beautiful smile appeared on her lips.
"Fellow Daoist Fang, I believe you wouldn't be so unwise."
"Then we'll see how you perform during your trip to Huitong Immortal City."
After reprimanding Li Wuhui, Fang Yi waved his sleeve, and a continuous stream of blue light flowed out, blending seamlessly with the Earth Phoenix Pavilion.
"Wow!"
A hundred birds chirped softly, and a magnificent ship, hundreds of feet tall and surrounded by precious light, descended towards the ancient city of Huitong.
The ancient city was bustling with noise, and streaks of light occasionally descended. There were tens of thousands of Foundation Establishment cultivators and Qi Refining cultivators, and occasionally, the Qi of Core Formation would manifest.
In the heart of the city, bathed in shimmering golden light, stands a magnificent twelve-story jade tower, surrounded by three-colored gemstones, necklaces, and ruyi scepters, a truly opulent sight.
"Who has undertaken such extensive renovations here?" The middle-aged man in the golden robe stopped in his tracks, gazing at the verdant, radiant light that had transformed into a spring-like pavilion, and murmured in admiration:
"Wow, what a grand setup! There must be at least one Core Formation cultivator in charge, right?"
"A Core Formation True Person?"
I have cultivated a pair of discerning eyes for treasures. The radiant light emanating from this ship must require at least a Grand Master to oversee it.
Otherwise, such a foundation could not be preserved.” Xu Zangze’s eyes moved, and the aura of a Core Formation cultivator was faintly visible.
As a rogue cultivator in the vast icy plains, he was well-informed and knew a great deal about the masters of various forces, but this was the first time he had ever seen a ship that vaguely resembled a magic weapon.
"Something's not right. Which great master in the vast ice plains is so poor?"
"Your vehicle isn't even a magic weapon?"
"boom!"
Within the ancient city, a pink radiance rose, peach blossoms fell, and a rainbow bridge descended before the Earth Phoenix Pavilion.
"Is it the Jade Seal Grand Master?"
"This Grand Master has slain a third-tier high-grade demon king. Who is this distinguished guest who deserves such a courteous welcome?"
The jade seal wears a star-shaped crown and a robe with a bluebird perched on a cloud. Its face is as if carved by an axe, and it is masculine and handsome.
He was elegant and charming, and as he looked at Li Wu Hui on the Di Luan Tower ship, a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.
"It's been a long time since I've seen Junior Sister Wu Hui."
I have prepared a feast at the Golden Palace Restaurant in the city to welcome you and wash away the dust of your journey.”
"Thank you for your trouble, Senior Brother Yu Xi." Li Wu Hui turned around and smiled, like a night-blooming cereus in the night, refreshing and delightful.
"hiss!
She is the Regretless Fairy, ranked among the top three on the list of beauties.
The cultivators coming and going in the city exclaimed in sudden realization.
No wonder.
No wonder.
"Everyone knows what the Jade Seal Grand Master's intentions are; no wonder he went to such lengths."
"Hey, who can argue with that?"
The Golden Pavilion is usually managed by the disciples and grand-disciples of the Fisherman Master.
"Today we've mobilized a third-tier culinary master; even the Jade Seal Grandmaster has had to expend considerable effort."
Xu Zangze's eyes shone brightly as he activated his pupil technique, passing over the two True Immortals, Li Wuhui and Yu Xi, and landing on the handsome young man on the jade platform of the ship.
"Who is this?"
Yu Xi looked at Fang Yi, whose handsome face, sword-like eyebrows, and unique charm carried a hint of vicissitude, and his heart skipped a beat.
'Could it be that Junior Sister Wu Hui prefers this kind of taste?'
'What a big, fat sheep.'
Such a strong financial foundation.
Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly, gazing at the jade crown on Yu Xi's head, the leather belt around his waist, and the robe he wore.
Because of the barrenness of the Great Cloud, long-dormant thoughts began to stir and were unleashed, and subconsciously, he started to estimate the value of the goods.
The jade crown on her head is carved from a single piece of Spirit-Concentrating Jade, possessing the power to purify the soul and containing four precious seals. It would cost at least 50,000 spirit stones.
The leather belt at the waist is inlaid with a jade pearl, which can protect its owner on its own; it must be the masterpiece of a master craftsman.
This Azure Bird Perching on Clouds Robe is even rarer, containing remnants of soul essence, because it was refined from an entire high-grade third-tier avian demon king.
'If we need to ambush them, we can wash off the markings from this robe and replace it with the Azure Cloud Robe.'
Fang Yi's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and a wisp of murderous aura appeared in his sleeve.
"Ok?"
Grand Master Yu Xi frowned slightly, vaguely feeling a sense of unease, but his divine sense swept over and found no one watching.
His eyes were gentle as he gazed at the female cultivator in a light blue gauze dress, her figure graceful and her appearance beautiful, and spoke softly.
"Junior Sister Wu Hui, who is this fellow Daoist?"
"Senior Brother Yu Xi, this is Fang Yi, the leader of Xuan Yang Mountain."
Li Wu Hui suppressed her annoyance, parted her red lips slightly, and spoke in a voice as clear as a nightingale's song in a secluded valley.
"The cultivator who needed my senior brother's introduction to transmit the message earlier was this Fellow Daoist Qingyangzi."
"The Sect Leader of Xuanyang Mountain?"
The jade seal seemed lost in thought, its eyes slightly closed, its gaze fixed on the cultivator in this remote place, whose knowledge remained unclear.
Not wanting to be too forward with the beauty, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "A cultivator from Xuan Yang Mountain, the place of exile of Da Yun."
It is truly not easy to condense a true core in such a remote place and advance to the fifth level of Core Formation.
Master Qingyangzi, it's a pleasure to meet you!
The Crimson-Eyebrowed True Lord of Xuanyang Mountain was able to forge his Nascent Soul in the barren land of Dayun, demonstrating exceptional talent.
Subsequently, with the intervention of the Zoroastrian True Lord, they held their mountain gate undefeated, a truly admirable feat.
'It seems the Zoroastrian Church has been covering up the defeat of Dayun.'
Having cultivated for hundreds of years, how could Fang Yi not see through the thoughts of the Jade Seal Grandmaster?
The way the male peacock spreads its tail feathers during courtship is truly annoying.
Is he interested in Li Wu Hui?
The big joke of slipping the world!
Aside from being somewhat wary of Chi Meizi's Nascent Soul cultivation, the Jade Seal True Man showed him no respect and held him in contempt.
"Afterwards, we will need the Jade Seal Immortal to act as a bridge to visit the Jade Mirror Immortal of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce."
We must not underestimate it.
But we can't completely turn against each other. The sect is in dire need of rebuilding, and I'm desperately short of spiritual items. I can't let this opportunity slip by.
He swept a slight smile across his jade seal robe, his movements graceful, his posture upright like a bamboo shoot, and his words measured.
"Brother Dao, you killed the Azure Feather Demon King and used the slaying power to forge a top-tier magic robe. Your reputation is renowned throughout Xuan Yang Mountain."
How did Fang Yi know about this?
Yu Xi's eyes widened in surprise. He had secretly asked his friend Hu Yuzhao to help him refine the Azure Bird Cloud Robe.
From preparing the sacred objects to completing the robes, nothing was ever revealed.
Even Junior Sister Wu Hui is unaware of this matter.
The cultivators in Huitong Ancient City at most believed that they had established a reputation for themselves and developed their subordinates before they could kill the Azure Feather Demon King.
How could this impoverished fellow from such a desolate place possess such discerning eyes?
He appeared more sincere, no longer regarding Fang Yi as a gigolo living off Li Wuhui, and even began to have some expectations for the upcoming deal.
Cultivation on the path to immortality is inseparable from spiritual objects, precious materials, and various resources. The stronger the Xuan Yang Mountain's power, the more commission it will receive from subsequent transactions.
"Junior Sister Wu Hui, Fellow Daoist Fang Yi, the Venerable Fisherman of Golden Venerable Pavilion has been waiting for a long time. Why don't we eat and talk?"
In the heart of the ancient city, inside a twelve-story jade tower.
Hu Yuzhao exuded an air of nobility, holding a gilded abacus as a magical artifact. His robes were embroidered with copper coins and ingot patterns, and his sapphire blue belt was engraved with a jade Pixiu that swallows treasures.
He stood by the window, gazing at the hundred-foot-tall ship, a look of disdain in his eyes.
"The head of a dignified Nascent Soul sect doesn't even ride a magic weapon; this Great Yun is even poorer than expected."
"Qingyangzi Fang Yi?"
Hu Yuzhao turned around and looked at the floating magical treasures and spiritual herbs behind him, including many of the puppet-related spiritual items and essence blood pearls that Fang Yi needed.
At the very center of the dazzling light, a piece of silver spiritual iron and a blood-red lotus flower, both pulsating with life, were supported by the Dharma platform.
【Quasi-fourth-tier puppetry treasure material: Stone Silver】 Tiny words appeared on the altar.
A flash of inspiration, and another string of text appeared: [Quasi-fourth-tier Blood Path Spiritual Object: Crimson Sea Lotus].
"Our Sihai Chamber of Commerce connects all directions. How many spiritual items we can exchange for and how many benefits we can seize depends on your abilities, Qingyangzi Fang Yi."
Let's first let the imperial seal see it and test its true nature.
Sorry, I had an urgent matter yesterday, so I'm only updating with 4,000 words. In addition, I'll add another 6,000 words, for a total of 10,000 words.
Fellow cultivators with monthly passes can cast their monthly passes.
(End of this chapter)