Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 243

[Chapter 242 Visit (Congratulations to the Silver Alliance)]

A ray of light flew in from afar and landed outside Dragon Fish Island, revealing a middle-aged man with an elegant appearance.

The middle-aged man looked at the Dragon Fish Island formation and did not force his way in. Instead, he sent out a sound transmission note.

A moment later, a flash of light appeared above the Xuanmu Formation, and a passage appeared.

The middle-aged man entered the passage directly. He seemed to be very familiar with Dragon Fish Island and went straight to Changqing Pavilion.

“Yan Dongqing wants to see the island owner!”

He came to the outside of Changqing Pavilion, first bowed to the void, and then spoke loudly.

“Since you have already established your foundation, you are a fellow Daoist. Why are you being so polite?”

Fang Xi’s telepathic voice seemed to ring in Yan Dongqing’s ears, causing the man’s expression to change slightly.

“Come up!”

After hearing Fang Xi’s instructions, Yan Dongqing straightened his clothes and went straight to Changqing Pavilion.

When they reached the top of Changqing Pavilion, Yan Dongqing was about to say something, but when he saw Fang Xi, he was startled.

Fang Xi’s face was not only thin, but also skinny, like a dried corpse!
“Fellow Daoist, please… I was thinking about a secret technique before, and I made some progress. This appearance is a bit scary, please forgive me…”

Fang Xi smiled slightly, and green and yellow magic power surged throughout his body. He turned from withered to flourishing, and his flesh and blood quickly filled up, restoring his appearance of a handsome young man.

He really didn’t lie, he had some inspiration before, and he practiced a secret technique from the ‘Withering and Flourishing Technique’ – the art of enduring death!

This secret technique is similar to the Turtle Breathing Technique and is specifically used when a cultivator is seriously injured.

It is said that after one’s body turns into rotten wood, no matter how severe the injuries are, one can still hold on to a glimmer of life, and the breath will be restrained to almost nothing, waiting for the injuries to slowly recover.

“The skin is just a superficial appearance for cultivators like me, but I would like to congratulate the island master on his great achievement…”

Yan Dongqing was only slightly surprised, then he complimented her with a smile on his face.

He saw clearly that although he had established his foundation, he was only in the early stages and naturally needed to find a big leg to hold on to.

And in Wandao Lake, the best and thickest thigh naturally belongs to the owner of Dragon Fish Island.

The other party has supernatural powers that are above the general late stage of foundation building. He is definitely one of the most powerful backers of Yue Kingdom.

What’s more… although there are many monks in Wandao Lake now, they will eventually leave when the popularity of the ruins fades.

However, the owner of Dragon Fish Island is the local tyrant of Wandao Lake. In addition, given Yan Ying’s relationship with the market town, who else can he worship if not this pier?

“By the way, I haven’t congratulated you, Dongqing, on successfully building your foundation.”

Fang Xi clapped his hands and asked the maid to bring the spiritual tea.

“Dongqing was able to build his foundation thanks to the resources of the market. If the island master hadn’t asked for it, my Yan family would never have been able to occupy such a source of wealth…Dongqing has always remembered your great kindness and specially prepared a gift. I hope the island master will accept it!”

Yan Dongqing bowed again and presented a jade gift box.

As soon as Fang Xi thought about it, two magical hands easily took it and brought it in front of him.

After opening it, purple halos overflowed.

In the jade box, there was a piece of purple spiritual wood. The bark was very fresh, as if it had been cut down not long ago.

The bark of this spiritual wood has scale-like patterns, and the tree trunk has dense growth rings, almost thousands of years old!
“Level 3 ‘Purple Dragon Wood’, you really have a lot of heart!”

When Fang Xi saw this, his expression changed slightly.

This ‘Purple Dragon Wood’ is a third-grade low-grade spiritual wood, and is also one of the most suitable woods for refining third-grade talisman paper.

Even though it is produced in the ruins of Emerald Island today, its value is almost as good as that of a genuine foundation-building pill.

The Yan family spent a lot of money on this.

“My Yan family has always followed the island master. Now Dong Qing has established his foundation. We are also deeply indebted to the island master. We are willing to follow his footsteps and serve him faithfully!”

Yan Dongqing said solemnly.

“You are too polite, fellow Daoist. However, I always agree with the mutual assistance among the local foundation-building cultivators in Wandao Lake.”

Fang Xi smiled slightly, accepted the ‘Purple Dragon Wood’, and at the same time agreed to Yan Dongqing’s loyalty.

When Yan Dongqing heard this, a hint of joy immediately appeared on his face.

The two then talked about the Lingkong Market, and Fang Xi undoubtedly asked the most about the ruins of Emerald Island.

It was only then that he realized that after the continuous exploration and breaking of restrictions by the foundation-building monks… the Jiuye Sect’s spiritual medicine garden had been turned upside down. Not long ago, the restrictions were broken, revealing a tract of spiritual trees that were thousands of years old, causing many foundation-building monks to fight each other again.

This piece of ‘Purple Dragon Wood’ is one of the harvests that came out of it.

“We can take advantage of this opportunity to purchase some third-tier spiritual wood…”

Even Fang Xi was very moved after hearing this.

Some spiritual medicines often have a growth period. For example, the golden jade Ganoderma lucidum has a growth cycle of one thousand years. If it is not picked after a thousand years, the mother plant will gradually die and produce a large number of seeds in the original place.

In the spiritual medicine garden in Wandao Lake, many spiritual medicines have died because of this, or some have experienced several reincarnations, and now the seedlings are still young, which makes many monks sigh with regret.

In comparison, most spiritual trees can grow indefinitely, and it is not uncommon to see spiritual trees that are thousands or even tens of thousands of years old.

Originally in the Nine Leaves Sect’s spiritual medicine garden, the various spiritual medicines were naturally more valuable.

But thousands of years later, some of the spiritual trees that were randomly transplanted back then were more valuable than spiritual medicines, which was something that the Nine Leaves Sect monks had never expected.

The third-level spiritual trees that can grow to more than a thousand years are very attractive to Fang Xi.

Whether it is used to make pulp for high-level talisman paper, or to be refined into the Qinghe Sword to increase the power of the sword, it is extremely useful.

“So… the restrictions in the inner circle of Emerald Island have been almost cracked, and now only the most core ones are left?”

After Fang Xi heard what Dong Qing said, his face was full of thoughtfulness.

“That’s right…”

Yan Dongqing spoke his mind without reservation: “Since the spiritual medicine garden has a rich harvest, many cultivators are full of confidence this time. They have even invited many formation masters from the Mu and Wu countries. I believe that the restrictions in the core area will be breached soon… By then, I’m afraid that even the Jindan ancestors of Xuantian Sect and Bai Ze Immortal City will not be able to resist taking action!”

He sighed: “At that time, there will be nothing for foundation-building cultivators like us to do… Fortunately, after the ruins are mined, my Wandao Lake can gradually return to peace.”

Although the Yan family has made a lot of money recently, it feels like sitting on a volcano.

Even though Dongqing had successfully established his foundation, this anxiety was not relieved at all.

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“Ancestor of the Jindan Sect…”

Fang Xi didn’t know why, but he suddenly thought of the charming female cultivator in green skirt, or… the person who looked like Situ Qingqing!
‘The Situ family also has a great grudge against the Xuantian Sect…’

“If this woman were to come back from hiding at this time, she might have some conspiracy…”

“But it’s none of my business. I’m not going to the Emerald Isle Ruins anyway.”

“I have to find an opportunity to warn Ruan Xingling, Liu Sanqi, and Hongyu… Although there are many treasures in this final stage, the danger has also increased a thousand times…”

…

Feeling uneasy, Fang Xi directly asked Yan Dongqing to go to the ruins of Emerald Island and call Zhong Hongyu back.

“My Lord, the Island Master…”

Zhong Hongyu was dressed in a red robe, looking quite heroic.

“Didn’t Fellow Daoist Ruan Xingling come back with you?”

Fang Xi couldn’t help but sigh when he saw that Zhong Hongyu was the only one there.

Now it is Liu Sanqi’s turn to be in charge of Lingkong Island, while Ruan Xingling and Zhong Hongyu are exploring the ruins of Feicui Island.

“Sister Ruan said that the ruins are at a critical stage. Through the jade slips and letters carried by some ancient cultivators, it can be roughly confirmed that there are Dan-forming spiritual objects in the ruins…Now many foundation-building cultivators have gone crazy…”

Zhong Hongyu stuck out her tongue and handed over another jade slip: “This jade slip is a restriction in the core area. Sister Ruan is powerless, so I want the island owner to take a look…”

Fang Xi took the jade slip and immersed his spiritual consciousness into it, and saw complex and mysterious forbidden patterns that together formed a huge maze.

This is the external form of Ruan Xingling’s branding restriction, which is fully presented in the jade slip.

This kind of restriction, which looked like lotus petals, made Fang Xi feel a little unfamiliar.

He pondered for a moment before continuing, “This kind of restriction… is somewhat similar to the Buddhist style… Most Buddhist restrictions are known for their solidity, and it is difficult to solve them by trickery, so they can only be solved slowly… I think this restriction has definitely reached the third level. If it weren’t for the Jindan ancestors’ long-term attacks, I’m afraid it would be difficult to deal with…”

“The island master is really amazing… Previously, there was a formation master from the Wu Kingdom who was very arrogant, but he still knew nothing about this restriction.”

Zhong Hongyu’s eyes lit up: “Does it have to be done by the Jindan Ancestor himself?”

“If several late-stage foundation building warriors join forces to form a formation, it would be possible, but the cost would be quite high… In a dangerous place like Emerald Island, the cost would outweigh the gain.”

Fang Xi shook his head: “I only saw the surface of this restriction, and I still need to comprehend its deep meaning… You came at the right time. Go back and give my two letters to Liu Sanqi and Ruan Xingling respectively… Emerald Island is extremely dangerous now, so it is better to come back as much as possible.”

Although he knew that the two men were determined to follow his teachings and might not necessarily obey him, he still had to fulfill his obligations as a friend.

“What about me?”

Zhong Hongyu pointed at her nose.

“You are only in the initial stage of foundation building. Even if you really have the opportunity to form a pill, can you still snatch it from anyone?”

Fang Xi rolled his eyes.

However, the exhibition map suddenly came to my mind.

The last time this person came to Longyu Island in secret to make a deal, the amount he made was quite large, and it seemed like he had some good luck.

“It seems… I can write more letters to this person to keep in touch with him.”

“I’m not greedy, I’ll just share the profits if there’s any benefit…”

Zhong Hongyu nodded obediently.

When she went on an adventure to the Emerald Island before, she really felt that her magic power was insufficient and she was not very good at fighting.

Among a group of foundation-building cultivators, he is indeed one of the few most likely to die.

If you can’t get the Jindan spiritual object, then the spiritual stones and resources, relying on the income of Lingkong Market, are indeed far better than going to the ancient ruins to fight for life and death…

Whenever she thought of this, she couldn’t help but admire the island owner’s foresight. Reopening the Lingkong Island Market that year was indeed an extremely correct decision.

(End of this chapter)