Eternal Tale Chapter 369: Memory

Chen Xun handed over a storage bag containing four hundred jin of Great Desolate Crow God Crystal.

Yun Jin inspected the bag, his expression subtly changing. The contents were unmistakably not from a typical mine—each crystal was the size of a fingernail.

Yun Jin’s gaze beca thoughtful as his divine sense scanned the bag. Despite their small size, the crystals were flawless in quality and weight.

"These... seem to have been refined from discarded artifacts," Yun Jin mused. Rumors occasionally surfaced about resourceful low-level cultivators refining materials from garbage islands using techniques to restore their purity.

Yun Jin cast a quick glance at Chen Xun, whose serene smile and commanding deanor betrayed no hint of explanation.

"Could this senior really be a garbage collector?" he wondered. The idea was shocking but plausible—a powerful cultivator personally extracting materials might indicate a steady future supply of crystals. Such a connection could prove invaluable.

Clearing his thoughts, Yun Jin bowed respectfully. “Senior, may I ask if you intend to sell more Great Desolate Crow God Crystals in the future?”

Chen Xun sipped his tea calmly. "Perhaps. I recently founded a recycling factory, employing scattered cultivators to manage this effort. Quantities won’t be vast."

“That’s excellent news, Senior!” Yun Jin’s voice lifted with excitent. “If you bring over five thousand jin in the future, I could leverage certain connections to secure higher prices for you.”

His tone carried no trace of condescension, only genuine foresight. Yun Jin understood the potential long-term value of this collaboration, even if it involved less glamorous origins like garbage refining.

Chen Xun’s eyes twinkled with amusent at Yun Jin’s earnestness. "You have a good eye. I’ll ensure our partnership continues for a long ti."

Yun Jin’s heart trembled slightly; the aura of the senior before him was anything but ordinary. “Thank you, Senior. Should you acquire a Void Transference Sound Plate in the future, please inform directly.”

“I’ll let you know.” Chen Xun rose, collected his paynt, and left the elegant bamboo pavilion with four thousand mid-grade spirit stones safely stored.

“Moo~”

“Big Brother!”

“Brother Xun!”

“Senior!”

The group converged, their faces glowing with excitent.

“Let’s start shopping!” Chen Xun declared, raising a triumphant hand. “We’ve got spirit stones now!”

Brother Ox snorted in approval, nudging Chen Xun as he eyed the nearby array of formation manuals and materials. He wanted to purchase books like The Ten Foundational Formation Patterns of Xuanwei Heavens and Techniques for Five Elent Array Overlays. These resources promised to enhance his craft, though the costs were steep.

Xiao Chi, anwhile, fiddled with a new Image Stone recording device, gleefully testing its functionality. He carefully positioned the stone to capture their surroundings and the grandeur of the immortal city.

The group’s shopping spree covered essentials, from Yellow-Tier Void Transference Sound Plates to timing devices and even recording stones. Each mber made selections tailored to their needs, spending over five thousand mid-grade spirit stones in total. As they left the grand halls, every mber carried a valuable item to enhance their cultivation and daily lives.

Outside the Pavilion, night had fallen, transforming the city into a kaleidoscope of vibrant lights and descending immortal radiance. The sky shimred with the glow of a vast astral formation, casting a dreamlike quality over the immortal city.

Even Mo Fuyang, who had been quiet for most of the trip, couldn’t help but glance skyward and swallow hard. He lowered his gaze, reminded once more of the disparity between ordinary cultivators and the sheer grandeur of such places.

Xiao Chi suddenly darted forward, holding the Image Stone high. “Brother Xun, let’s record this mont! We can’t leave without taking a group mory!”

“Moo!”

“Let’s do it!” Xiao Chi scrambled to position the stone while Sister Crane bead with enthusiasm.

Mo Fuyang hesitated. “I should step aside…”

“Stay.” Chen Xun laid a hand on his shoulder, his voice warm. “You’re part of this now.”

Mo Fuyang’s eyes widened slightly before he nodded, his smile genuine and bright.

The group arranged themselves, with Brother Ox standing tall and proud in the center. Chen Xun climbed onto Brother Ox’s shoulders, striking a regal pose with his arms crossed.

“Big Brother!” Sister Crane called out, laughing. “Why is Second Brother lifting you up?!”

“Moo?” Brother Ox snorted.

Chen Xun whispered to Brother Ox, “Lift higher. This pose will be legendary—immortalized for all ti!”

Brother Ox obeyed with gusto, hoisting Chen Xun as Xiao Chi and Sister Crane positioned themselves in front. Xiao Chi crouched low, his claws extended triumphantly, while Sister Crane leaned forward, her radiant smile stealing the show. Mo Fuyang stood beside them, his expression one of quiet pride.

Behind them, the immortal city glimred under the vast, star-strewn sky. A teor streaked across the heavens, leaving a luminous trail that the Image Stone captured perfectly.

The recording ended with a soft hum as the Image Stone preserved the mont for eternity. It was a mory of laughter, hope, and newfound beginnings.

Passersby from various races glanced at the group, so with mild disdain. Using an Image Stone in such a trivial manner seed laughable to them. Yet Chen Xun and his companions paid no heed.