A Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu’s Rebirth as the Reincarnation Dao Ancestor - Chapter 50

Chapter 50 Jealousy and rivalry

This trust was truly heavy.

And with such a generous reward laid out before him, how could he refuse again and again?

Besides, Fairy Hong Fu had offered such high and good terms; if he insisted on refusing, it would be rather ungrateful.

Thus, he could only worry and rejoice simultaneously.

…

Back in his cave, looking at the two storage bags on the table, his heart remained unsettled for a long time.

The larger storage bag was a gift from Grandmaster Hong Fu, containing twenty-three mid-grade spirit stones, which was over two thousand three hundred low-grade spirit stones. There were also five bottles of Spirit Marrow Pills, refined by Hong Fu and impossible to buy outside.

As for the second storage bag? It was a “newcomer’s gift package” from the sect.

Comparing the two, one could see how substantial Fairy Hong Fu’s offering was.

The newbie gift pack included: a yellow silk robe of the Yellow Maple Valley standard, a flying magic artifact, a set of daily refining tools, a low-grade magic artifact each of the Blazing Flame Sword and the Cold Moon Blade, and the ten-cubic-meter storage bag itself.

This newbie gift pack was worth approximately twenty spirit stones.

Furthermore, the basic Five Elements cultivation techniques and the techniques of various other cultivation methods could be viewed in the Yue Lu Store’s library area for a few spirit stones. Various cultivation incantations could be learned for free at the Transmission Pavilion.

The Transmission Pavilion not only had elite instructors at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, but also held a monthly lecture by Foundation Establishment cultivators.

It was these numerous benefits that attracted countless rogue cultivators wanting to join the sect.

But for Han Li, whose value had skyrocketed, these were insignificant.

…

Next, many things that were destined to happen eventually did happen.

The Red-Robed Fairy went into seclusion, and Dong Xuan’er was free from constraints.

Initially, with Han Li accompanying her, things were alright.

They cultivated separately, tending to the flowers and plants in the herb garden together.

As for outings, this woman would only visit the main hall of Huangfeng Valley once every month or so, and each time she wouldn’t stay long. Her purpose there was usually to enter the Transmission Pavilion and listen to veteran Foundation Establishment cultivators share their cultivation experiences with certain techniques.

However, after about half a year, someone rapidly raised their cultivation to the peak of the eighth level of Qi Refining through continuous drug use and began seclusion to break through a bottleneck. Without restraint, the Dong family woman gradually became a wild horse.

Every three to five days, she would leave Hongying Mountain for the main hall. Her purpose was no longer simply to find senior brothers and sisters and learn techniques from Foundation Establishment cultivators; more often, she went to the martial arts arena to meet all sorts of sect disciples and receive the adulation of many.

Yes, she went to receive the flattery and pursuit of many male cultivators.

When Han Li successfully broke through his cultivation barrier and entered the ninth level of Qi Refining with the help of Blood Spirit Pills, Alchemy Pills, and mid-grade spirit stones, Dong Xuan’er was already losing momentum.

Sure enough, after emerging from seclusion, he discovered she wasn’t cultivating in her cave, and he immediately realized something was wrong.

Without much delay, he flew directly to the main hall of the sect, searching for Senior Sister Dong and inquiring about recent events.

What he learned made him grim.

At the Transmission Pavilion

, after speaking with the kind-hearted “Transmission Senior Brother” Wu, he learned of the recent change in Dong Xuan’er’s reputation.

Previously, Senior Sister Dong was considered pure and innocent among the disciples; although admired, she knew her limits. But now, Dong Xuan’er had been rumored to be involved with three elite disciples of the sect.

Initially, it was Senior Brother Liu, a Qi Refining thirteenth level disciple, who pursued her.

This senior brother achieved an excellent 32nd place in the sect competition a year ago, successfully earning a Foundation Establishment Pill. He only needed to wait for the seven sects to refine the Foundation Establishment Pills this time around to be able to obtain one first and attempt Foundation Establishment.

Originally, everyone thought that Senior Brother Liu had succeeded in winning over Senior Sister Dong Xuan’er, as Dong Xuan’er quickly grew closer to him.

However, unexpectedly, rumors soon spread that Dong Xuan’er preferred Senior Brother Ma, who ranked 29th in the competition.

And that wasn’t all.

In the following half month, Senior Brother Feng, ranked 15th, also entered the “friends list.”

If they were just ordinary friends, it wouldn’t be a problem.

The trouble lay in the fact that Dong Xuan’er had ambiguous relationships with each of the three.

Naturally, the three senior brothers didn’t dare ask Dong Xuan’er for an explanation, nor did they dare to do anything to her. Thus, they began a subtle and overt competition.

Senior Brother Liu and Senior Brother Ma, neither of them a match for Senior Brother Feng from the Feng family, a Core Formation clan in Huangfeng Valley, in a one-on-one fight. So, a few days ago, they joined forces to “compete for his favor,” constantly making things

difficult for him. Especially in the martial arts arena, the competition turned into a series of tag-team matches. During the matches, none of the three held back; they all aimed to severely injure their competitors. Senior Brother Feng, despite being individually stronger, couldn’t gain the upper hand in these tag-team battles.

And today, the three senior brothers arranged a second match.

The reason Dong Xuan’er wasn’t cultivating at Hongying Mountain was to come here to watch the competition.

“Junior Brother Han, which of the three does Junior Sister Dong actually like?” Inside the Transmission Pavilion, Senior Brother Wu was puzzled. “Liu Mian, Ma Song, and Feng Buping used to have a good relationship, so why are they now at odds?”

“Senior Sister Dong… I’m afraid she doesn’t like any of them,” Han Li said, shaking his head slightly.

“As for why the three senior brothers have become at odds, it’s nothing more than self-interest and the allure of beauty.”

“Self-interest? What self-interest could there be?”

Senior Brother Wu asked, puzzled.

Han Li didn’t explain. Instead, he thanked him and politely took his leave.

He had considerable respect for Senior Brother Wu.

This senior brother had once taken a Foundation Establishment Pill, but unfortunately, he hadn’t been able to establish his foundation in one go. However, relying on his superb understanding of low-level spells and his ability to apply what he learned to other situations, Senior Brother Wu was doing very well in the Transmission of Skills position.

The key was that he treated all fellow disciples who came to ask him about spells equally, carefully teaching them his insights and experiences. He held almost no secrets from them. His character was impeccable.

It was just a pity that without a second or even third Foundation Establishment Pill, his hopes of achieving Foundation Establishment were dashed.

From this, he also saw a major flaw in Huangfeng Valley’s system of inheritance. That was: the sect rules favored those who were self-serving, but were not so friendly to those selfless individuals willing to expend their own cultivation time to nurture their junior brothers and sisters. This

was because there was no corresponding reward mechanism.

If he were a high-ranking member of Huangfeng Valley, he would definitely provide the “transmission senior brother” with an extra channel to obtain Foundation Establishment Pills.

Leaving the Transmission Pavilion

, Han Li flew directly to the martial arts training grounds of the mountain gate on his Qingye flying artifact.

There, it was bustling with activity.

Senior Brother Feng, Senior Brother Liu, and Senior Brother Ma were “fighting for love.”

“Three idiots,”

Han Li cursed inwardly.

He didn’t believe the three of them couldn’t see through Dong Xuan’er’s teasing. Yet, the three of them were still gambling, hoping that Dong Xuan’er would see their excellence and be momentarily moved.

If they won the bet, they would have a chance to win the beauty’s heart and climb onto the coattails of the Red-Robed Fairy.

Losing wouldn’t matter, as there was no real loss.

But the three of them failed to realize that their shameless pursuit was indirectly spoiling Dong Xuan’er.

“You like to win Dong Xuan’er’s heart with force, huh? Then let’s fight to the death. Maybe lying down for a while will make her behave?” He thought this cunningly all the way.

The martial arts arena was indeed crowded with people. They

were all there to watch the senior disciples at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining fight.

Aside from the sect’s grand competition, people rarely witnessed elite disciples fighting, let alone a contest between the elite of the elite who could achieve a high ranking in the competition. Therefore, many people had come specifically to watch the battle after receiving the news.

On the arena, a fight had already begun.

It was Senior Brother Feng and Senior Brother Liu.

The contest between the two was mainly a contest of magical weapons and spells.

Senior Brother Feng used two matching top-tier cone-shaped magic artifacts, primarily for mid-range attacks. These golden cones flew like two golden meteors, swift and agile, making them impossible to defend against. Senior Brother Feng also held a bracelet, both offensive and defensive, and also a top-tier magic artifact. When the bracelet expanded to about ten feet, it formed a spherical light shield while simultaneously spinning rapidly, creating a second physical line of defense. This

double defense gave it an impregnable appearance.

Although both artifacts were merely ordinary top-tier creations, not considered masterpieces, they still drew envious glances from most of the sect’s cultivators present.

“The bracelet is full of spiritual energy… truly a treasure.”

“The golden cone is even more extraordinary.” “

Tsk tsk, as expected of a member of a Core Formation family, they casually offer two top-tier magic artifacts…”

Some cultivators, though financially strapped, were drooling with envy:

“Could I save up enough spirit stones in three to five years to buy one?”

“Saving money for three to five years to buy a top-tier magic artifact? Do you cultivate without spirit stones?”

These people, with an average monthly income of only two spirit stones, barely have enough for their cultivation needs, let alone spare money to buy a top-tier magic artifact. Unless their cultivation reaches the twelfth or thirteenth level of Qi Refining, where they can no longer increase their magical power through ordinary arduous cultivation…

(End of Chapter)