Daily Divination From Market Rogue Cultivator To Immortal Venerable - Chapter 395

Chapter 395 Exchanging for the Heavenly Infant Fruit, Wang Yannian is shocked (Please subscribe)

Upon learning the answer, Li Chang’an was speechless.

Just a hobby!

To be reduced to this for a hobby was truly not worth it.

He waved his hand, putting away the Infant-Binding Bottle and restoring his appearance and aura.

Then,

he took out the remains of the Thousand Corpse True Monarch.

The corpse was torn to pieces, dripping with blood, the essence within its flesh long since burned away.

To others, this corpse was of little value.

But in Li Chang’an’s eyes,

it was a Heavenly Infant Fruit!

“After years of planning, he finally killed this Thousand Corpse True Monarch. Wang Yannian shouldn’t be so untrustworthy.”

Honesty is paramount.

If Wang Yannian broke his promise, Li Chang’an wouldn’t mind letting him taste the power of the Three Treasures of Infant Extinction.

Although he was a True Infant, his strength was far from its peak.

If the two were to fight,

Li Chang’an was very confident he could defeat him.

With a wave of his hand, he stored the remains of the Thousand Corpse True Monarch in a separate storage bag, quietly leaving Changqing Mountain and heading straight for the Wang family’s new ancestral land.

After that calamity that wiped out the clan,

the Wang family moved to a new location to cultivate a fourth-order grand formation.

The current Wang family ancestral land is far from the Northern Region battlefield, very close to the Southern Region, and very near the mountain gate of the Zixia Sect.

Before long,

the Wang family ancestral land was in sight.

“The Wang family has truly declined; the atmosphere of the ancestral land is far inferior to what it used to be.”

Li Chang’an’s eyes were deep, taking in the entire ancestral land.

Back then, when the Wang family was first destroyed, the losses were not actually too great.

This was because

Wang Yannian had sensed something was wrong in advance and secretly moved the clan’s treasures and important clan members.

The second destruction a few years ago was the real reason for the Wang family’s decline.

In that calamity,

the Wang family suffered heavy casualties; almost all the holy sons and holy daughters who were expected to form Nascent Souls were wiped out, and even the spiritual bodies died in that battle.

Very few geniuses survived.

Now, the Wang family had lost its former grandeur; smiles were absent from the faces of its members, and the atmosphere was incredibly oppressive.

Li Chang’an arrived outside the clan’s main formation and explained his purpose to the patrolling Wang family members.

Soon,

Wang Qianling came out to greet him.

She was still beautiful, but a faint sorrow lingered between her brows.

“Fellow Daoist Li, please follow me.”

“Alright.”

Li Chang’an followed her into the clan’s territory.

The oppressive and stifling feeling immediately overwhelmed him, even more intense than what he felt outside.

The entire Wang family was deathly still, devoid of any vitality.

On their way to the Wang family’s main hall, cold gazes were cast upon Li Chang’an, scrutinizing him from head to toe without any attempt at concealment.

After a while,

the two entered the Wang family’s main hall.

Wang Qianling spoke gently, inviting Li Chang’an to sit down on one side of the hall.

“Fellow Daoist Li, our ancestor is still in seclusion. His nascent soul is not yet fully integrated with his second body and is still adapting. Please wait a moment.”

“Alright.”

For the sake of the Heavenly Infant Fruit, Li Chang’an didn’t mind waiting a little longer.

He closed his eyes slightly, circulated his cultivation technique, and began cultivating directly in the Wang family’s main hall.

Time passed quickly, and half a month went by in the blink of an eye.

On this day,

a nascent soul aura appeared deep within the Wang family’s territory.

This aura was somewhat unstable, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

“It seems that Wang Yannian is indeed not fully integrated with his second body. I wonder if he still has the strength of a true nascent soul.”

Li Chang’an pondered to himself.

The former Wang Yannian had a profound foundation and powerful magic, making him a veteran early-stage nascent soul cultivator.

Now, he might only have the strength of a pseudo-nascent soul.

Not long after,

a white-robed cultivator appeared in the main hall.

He looked very young, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes, and his whole body was filled with an aura of old age and fatigue that did not match his age.

It was Wang Yannian.

He casually sat in the main seat and asked Li Chang’an,

“Young friend Li, what brings you here today?”

“For the Heavenly Infant Fruit,”

Li Chang’an replied directly, stating his purpose.

He cupped his hands and asked, “Senior, does our agreement from back then still stand?”

“Of course it stands.”

Wang Yannian nodded slightly, a flash of spiritual light appearing in his hand, conjuring a phantom of a Heavenly Infant Fruit.

Just as Li Chang’an had guessed.

The Heavenly Infant Fruit was too precious; he hadn’t placed it in the family treasury, nor carried it with him, but kept it in his private vault.

Wang Yannian asked, “Young friend, have you come here today because you’ve come to a realization?”

He had given Li Chang’an twenty years.

Only twelve years had passed.

In his view,

Li Chang’an couldn’t possibly kill a demonic Nascent Soul cultivator.

He was most likely here to choose the first path—marrying into the Wang family!

Wang Qianling’s beautiful eyes were like water, her gaze falling on Li Chang’an, a hint of expectation in them.

However,

what neither of them expected was…

Li Chang’an slapped his storage bag, and a bloody corpse flew out, landing in the center of the hall.

“Senior Wang, this is the remains of the Thousand Corpse True Monarch. Please take a look.”

“A Thousand Corpses?”

Wang Yannian’s body trembled, and he stood up from his seat.

He walked to the corpse, his eyes filled with disbelief, examining it closely, convinced it was indeed the remains of the Thousand Corpse True Monarch!

The Thousand Corpse True Monarch had been involved in both of the Wang family’s annihilation calamities.

He was particularly familiar with the aura of the Thousand Corpse True Monarch.

Yet, he couldn’t understand it at all.

How could Li Chang’an, merely a Golden Core cultivator, have reduced the Thousand Corpse True Monarch to this state?

Wang Qianling stood to the side, staring blankly at the corpse, her eyes somewhat vacant.

“Ancestor, this…this is truly the corpse of the Thousand Corpse True Monarch?”

“No mistake, it’s his!”

Wang Yannian took a deep breath.

Even as a Nascent Soul True Monarch, he couldn’t remain calm.

He looked at Li Chang’an: “Young friend Li, did you personally kill this person?”

Li Chang’an smiled and replied: “Senior Wang, you once said that if I brought you the head of any demonic Nascent Soul cultivator, you would give me a Heavenly Infant Fruit, without requiring me to kill him personally.”

Hearing this, Wang Yannian was silent for a moment.

He had indeed said that back then.

But he felt that Li Chang’an was just a rogue cultivator, without any Nascent Soul power behind him, and the possibility of him enlisting a Nascent Soul cultivator was extremely low.

Ordinary Nascent Soul True Monarchs wouldn’t risk their lives to deal with the Thousand Corpse True Monarch for a few treasures.

Furthermore…

Although the Thousand Corpse True Monarch was weak, he was still a Nascent Soul cultivator, and a single righteous Nascent Soul cultivator would find it difficult to kill him.

Unless Li Chang’an could mobilize multiple Nascent Soul cultivators to attack together.

But he was only a Golden Core cultivator; even using all his resources, he might not be able to mobilize even one, let alone multiple.

Various doubts flashed through Wang Yannian’s mind.

In the end

, he asked nothing, only sighing deeply.

“Young friend Li, I underestimated you.”

Regardless,

Li Chang’an had fulfilled his promise.

He smiled and asked, “Senior, can I exchange the remains of this Thousand Corpse for a Heavenly Infant Fruit?”

“Of course.”

Wang Yannian’s figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

Half a day later,

he reappeared in the main hall.

“Young friend Li, this is the Heavenly Infant Fruit you desired.”

He produced a jade box and presented it to Li Chang’an.

Inside the jade box was a fruit shaped like an infant, the Heavenly Infant Fruit coveted by countless Golden Core cultivators.

The value of this fruit was immeasurable.

Even if it’s not refined into a pill, swallowing it raw would greatly help with Nascent Soul formation.

Li Chang’an took the jade box, and after confirming it was correct, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

“Finally got it!”

He had been busy for over ten years, venturing into various dangerous situations many times, all for this Heavenly Infant Fruit.

But it was all worth it.

He put the jade box into his storage bag, feeling much more at ease.

At this point,

of the three main ingredients for the Nascent Soul Pill, only the Azure Jade was missing.

The old tortoise had quite a few, but he insisted on longevity treasures and refused to accept anything else.

“I still need to find a way to get some longevity treasures.”

Li Chang’an had a headache.

The longevity treasures the old tortoise needed were extremely rare, simply because he had already consumed the common ones.

It would take an unknown amount of time to gather enough treasures to extend lifespan by a hundred years.

Thinking of this,

he tentatively asked Wang Yannian,

“Senior Wang, does the Wang family have any Azure Jade?”

Wang Yannian immediately understood his intention.

He directly refused.

“Azure Jade is also a treasure for Nascent Soul cultivators. Even my Wang family doesn’t have enough, let alone more. Even if you give me a few more corpses of demonic Nascent Soul cultivators, I still can’t give it to you unless you become a member of my Wang family.”

This time, he only gave Li Chang’an one choice:

to marry into the Wang family!

There was no other way.

He suspected that no matter how outrageous his request, Li Chang’an could fulfill it.

Li Chang’an naturally couldn’t marry into the Wang family, so he changed his question.

“Senior Wang, does the Wang family possess any rare longevity treasures?”

“Yes, but I intend to exchange Azure Jade with that old tortoise.”

Wang Yannian saw through Li Chang’an’s plan again and directly cut off his idea.

Hearing this,

Li Chang’an felt somewhat helpless.

Almost the entire righteous path knew that one could exchange longevity treasures for Azure Jade from the old tortoise.

This further reduced his chances of obtaining the longevity treasure.

He had no choice but to temporarily abandon the idea and seek another method.

“Never mind, I still have plenty of lifespan left, no need to rush.”

He cupped his hands in farewell to Wang Yannian and Wang Qianling.

As he was leaving,

Wang Yannian suddenly asked, “Young friend Li, did the Thousand Corpse True Monarch’s nascent soul escape?”

“Don’t worry, Senior Wang, the Thousand Corpse True Monarch will not reappear.”

Li Chang’an smiled in response and turned to leave.

Watching him disappear into the distance, Wang Yannian remained unsettled for a long time.

Destroying a Nascent Soul cultivator’s physical body was already difficult, but intercepting their nascent soul was even more challenging.

He himself had experienced this

firsthand. After all,

he had been besieged twice by more than ten demonic nascent soul cultivators, and each time he had successfully escaped by having his nascent soul leave his body.

Although the Thousand Corpse True Monarch’s strength was not as great as his, it was still difficult to intercept his nascent soul.

“How did this kid manage to do that?”

He simply couldn’t imagine.

What methods did Li Chang’an use to completely annihilate the Thousand Corpse True Monarch?

Even if he could persuade more than ten righteous Nascent Soul cultivators, success wouldn’t be guaranteed.

Moreover,

if more than ten Nascent Soul cultivators were truly acting together, he would definitely know.

At this moment, he suddenly realized something.

Since the start of the war between righteous and

demonic forces, not a single demonic Nascent Soul cultivator had perished.

If Li Chang’an’s words were true, then Thousand Corpse True Monarch would be the first Nascent Soul demon to be truly slain!

Wang Yannian took a deep breath and glanced at Wang Qianling beside him.

“Qianling, next month is that kid’s two-hundredth birthday. You’ll come with me then.”

“Yes.”

Wang Qianling gazed at the horizon, her heart filled with complex emotions.

…

That night.

Li Chang’an returned to Changqing Mountain.

He went to the black market and asked Luo Qiantong to help him gather information on various secret realms.

Throughout the cultivation world, there were countless secret realms, large and small.

In the past,

due to limitations in his strength,

Li Chang’an rarely explored secret realms in depth.

Now, with the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator, coupled with his fourth-tier divination skills and the daily divination results, as long as he was careful, he could explore most areas of various secret realms.

“Many secret realms contain the ruins of ancient sects; perhaps we can find a treasure trove left behind.”

The resources of the cultivation world today are far too scarce, so Li Chang’an can only focus his attention on those ancient ruins, slowly building up his foundation for the Nascent Soul stage.

Just then,

he suddenly paused, sensing an opportunity for a breakthrough.

Many years ago, his cultivation had already reached the late Golden Core stage. He

could have forcibly broken through then,

but he simply let nature take its course, continuing to accumulate until today.

“I’ve reached my limit; I can’t increase it even a little bit more. It’s time to break through.”

With a thought, Li Chang’an sealed the cave entrance and entered the secluded cultivation area deep within.

He activated a grand formation to conceal the unusual movements of spiritual energy, then circulated the advanced chapters of his cultivation technique.

Soon,

spiritual energy surged in rapidly, forming a small vortex on Changqing Mountain.

Due to the formation’s concealment, no one outside noticed anything amiss.

Only the few spirit beasts that had signed a spiritual contract with Li Chang’an were aware of it.

“Master is about to break through to the late Golden Core stage?”

Little Black and Big Yellow exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with excitement.

Reaching the late Golden Core stage meant standing at the starting point of the Nascent Soul path.

Back Mountain.

In the Spirit Herb Garden.

The Dragon Ox stopped playing the zither, looking up at the sky.

“Late Golden Core stage at less than two hundred years old, not bad!” “If everything goes smoothly, he can break through to the Nascent Soul stage   at around two hundred years old,

making him one of the most outstanding geniuses in the cultivation world today.” The Purple Cloud True Monarch of the Purple Cloud Sect achieved Nascent Soul at over two hundred years old.   She had a special physique and astonishing spiritual roots, earning her the reputation of a peerless genius from a young age, and many believed she had the potential to become a Nascent Soul Grandmaster.   This generation of Zi Xi, Wang Qianling, and others had entered the final accumulation stage, also planning to form their Nascent Souls at around two hundred years old.   They were almost all chosen ones.   Li Chang’an, however, was just a rogue cultivator.   His initial talent and resources were incomparable to these geniuses, and he only barely reached Foundation Establishment at over fifty years old.   His start was slow, but his progress was steady and increasingly rapid.   Several hours passed quietly, and it was already dawn.   The vortex of spiritual energy in the sky dissipated smoothly.   Deep within the cave,   Li Chang’an slowly rose, a smile appearing on his face.   ”Late stage of Golden Core!”   This breakthrough had been effortless; he hadn’t felt any obstacles or bottlenecks, it was a natural progression. He   had easily entered the late stage of Golden Core.   Now,   only one hurdle remained before he could form his Nascent Soul.   This hurdle had blocked countless Golden Core cultivators, and even the holy sons and daughters of major powers rarely crossed it.   ”As long as I’m well-prepared, I should be able to overcome those two tribulations.”   Li Chang’an took a few deep breaths, calmed himself, and sat down again.   Seven days later,   his cultivation had completely stabilized, and he opened the door and stepped out of the cave.   Xiao Hei and Da Huang stood on either side of the cave, both beaming with joy, and congratulated him in unison.   ”Congratulations, Master! Congratulations, Master!”   ”Hmm.”   Li Chang’an nodded slightly, intending to go to the courtyard for a cup of spiritual tea to clear his mind.   But just then,   Long Niu, carrying an ancient zither, ran over excitedly.   ”Li Chang’an, let me play the zither for you to entertain you!”   Upon hearing this, Li Chang’an felt a headache coming on.

Last time he broke through to the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, Long Niu came to congratulate him.

It seems that

every time he breaks through in the future, he’ll have to be cleansed by this guy’s zither music.

For the sake of his powerful aura, he had to patiently endure the chaotic zither music for a full half hour.

When it was all over,

Long Niu picked up the zither and chuckled.

“No need to thank me, today was just a small test. When you break through to the Nascent Soul realm, I’ll perform a grand one for you, to celebrate for seven days and seven nights!”

With that, he ran off with the zither.

Li Chang’an felt helpless.

Just thinking about the seven days and seven nights of zither music ruined his appetite for tea.

At this moment,

Xu Fugui suddenly ran up Changqing Mountain.

His face was flushed, and he was carrying a round belly as he ran to Li Chang’an.

“Big brother, your two-hundredth birthday is coming soon! This kind of birthday banquet can’t be taken lightly.”

“Oh? You’re already two hundred years old?”

Li Chang’an calculated the time and couldn’t help but feel a sense of感慨 (gan3kai3, a feeling of mixed emotions, often including nostalgia or regret).

There was less than a month left until his two-hundredth birthday.

Ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators only live to be around 240 years old.

Many of Li Chang’an’s friends from his Foundation Establishment days, such as Zhou Sheng of the Zhou family and Mo Wenyuan of the Mo family, have all reached the end of their lives.

Even Xu Fugui before him is no exception.

Xu Fugui is about the same age as him.

Back in their mortal village, the two of them often celebrated birthdays together.

Now,

he is still young,

but Xu Fugui’s hair is completely gray, his back is slightly hunched, and his vitality is not what it used to be. It’s uncertain whether he will live to see Li Chang’an reach Nascent Soul stage.

“Fugui, there’s no need to prepare too much. Many people are still fighting the demonic path in the Northern Region and probably won’t be able to come.”

Saying this, Li Chang’an took out a bag full of spirit stones, telling Xu Fugui not to worry about the cost and to do everything to the best of his ability.

Looking at the mountain of mid-grade spirit stones, Xu Fugui was overjoyed.

He immediately flew into Changqing Immortal City and began preparing for the birthday banquet.

…

Time flies.

Soon it was the eve of Li Chang’an’s birthday banquet.

He sat under a tree in the courtyard, casually flipping through the congratulatory letters sent to him by various forces.

Just as he had predicted, many were unable to come in person and could only send their gifts through their disciples.

The demonic path wouldn’t stop its invasion just because he was celebrating his birthday.

“The demonic path’s recent offensive has been quite rapid. Many righteous sect strongholds on the border between Zhao and Yuan have already fallen. If this continues, the battlefield will gradually shift from the border to the northern heartland of both countries.”

Li Chang’an frowned slightly. He naturally didn’t want the righteous path to collapse too quickly.

But there wasn’t a good solution at the moment.

Just then,

a familiar aura suddenly appeared in his senses.

“Lin Xuan Yan?”

Li Chang’an was somewhat surprised.

He hadn’t received a reply from Lin Xuan Yan and had assumed that Lin Xuan Yan hadn’t planned to attend the birthday banquet.

Soon,

Lin Xuan Yan’s figure appeared.

He was in a hurry, his aura somewhat disordered, and flew straight into the Changqing Mountain formation, landing in front of Li Chang’an.

Li Chang’an asked curiously, “Fellow Daoist Lin, you’ve come here so late at night, is there something you need?”

“Something important!”

Lin Xuan Yan took a deep breath, his expression particularly solemn.

“Fellow Daoist Li, please look.”

A flash of spiritual light appeared in his hand, revealing a crystal bottle containing the soul of a demonic beast.

Li Chang’an examined it closely and realized it was actually the old tortoise!

A demonic soul leaving the body, just like a human cultivator’s soul leaving the body, usually only signifies one thing:

death!

(End of Chapter)