Again, it’s March.
Chen Sheng traveled around, gradually uncovering the secret treasures from his past life, vastly increasing his wealth.
One day, during his flight.
A giant city sprawling on the ground ca into Chen Sheng’s view, it was none other than Linglong Immortal City.
His heart stirred, and he imdiately ford a hand seal, a golden escape light streaked across the sky like a teor, landing steadily before the Foundation Establishnt Cultivator’s passage of Linglong Immortal City.
Chen Sheng concealed his sharp aura, his whole body flowed with Blood Gang, and his appearance transford endlessly.
At this mont, he assud the form of a middle-aged cultivator in a blue robe, his mana restrained, only revealing the level of a Mid-stage Foundation Establishnt.
If the cultivation base is too weak, it attracts petty troublemakers; though not fearful, it’s quite annoying.
If the cultivation base is too strong, it would be conspicuous and might catch the attention of certain powers, getting entangled in inexplicable whirlwinds.
In his past life, Chen Sheng was a major figure in a sect, he knew very well how sects deal with these loose cultivators and unstable elents.
It’s nothing more than inviting, beheading, or accepting them as slaves...
Chen Sheng’s current cultivation is still not at Great Success, he just wants to find a place to steadily develop and break through to the Golden Core.
He doesn’t want to get involved in various disputes.
A wisp of mana flicked from his fingertips, injected into the communication array beside the passage.
A mont later, the array disc lit up with green spirit light, indicating admission.
He stepped into the Immortal City, scanning his surroundings with a hint of emotion in his eyes.
Not seen for four hundred years, this Immortal City was no longer the sa as rembered!
It had gone through occupation, recovery, and rebuilding...
Now, Linglong Immortal City was still quite bustling, with pavilions standing row upon row on both sides of the street, and signboards of various comrcial houses hanging on the lintels.
Beside the road, a row of Qi Cultivators squatted on the stone steps, all wearing clean Magic Robes, their eyes filled with flattery and expectation.
They were the guides of the Immortal City, making a living by guiding and running errands for high-tier cultivators.
Seeing Chen Sheng approaching, everyone straightened their backs, revealing expectant looks, yet no one dared to rashly step forward to disturb.
After all, the temperant of Foundation Establishnt Elders was unknown; if they accidentally offended the other party and got killed, there would be no one to plead for them.
Chen Sheng’s gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on a middle-aged man with a simple and honest face.
"You, co over."
Chen Sheng raised his hand and waved.
The middle-aged man’s face instantly filled with joy, quickly dusted off his clothes, and trotted to Chen Sheng, bowing:
"I am Huang San, greetings to the Senior! May I ask if Senior has co to Linglong Immortal City to seek spiritual materials, visit fellow Daoists, or to rent a cave?"
He spoke quickly but clearly, obviously experienced.
Chen Sheng stood with his hands behind his back, instructing lightly:
"Take to the largest comrce association in the city."
"Please follow , Senior!"
Huang San quickly stepped aside to lead the way, walking briskly ahead, not forgetting to introduce:
"Currently, the largest comrce association in Linglong Immortal City is ’Li Fire Pavilion,’ backed by a Master of Li Xiao Sect. Not only is its rchandise variety complete, but the prices are also fair..."
Passing through three bustling streets, a grand pavilion appeared ahead.
The pavilion was entirely built with blue spirit wood, with Eight Trigrams Magic Mirrors hanging from the eaves, containing so kind of array, calming the heart and mind.
A black plaque with golden characters hung on the lintel, inscribed with the three bold characters "Li Fire Pavilion," with penmanship strong and vigorous, spiritual power faintly flowing.
Huang San stopped at the entrance, respectfully saying:
"Senior, this is Li Fire Pavilion."
"I shall wait here until Senior summons ."
Chen Sheng nodded slightly and pushed the door to enter.
Inside the pavilion, the concentration of spiritual Qi was noticeably higher than outside, with smooth white jade flooring, and various Magical Artifacts and talismans displayed behind the counter.
Several cultivators in uniform were busy attending to custors, maintaining good order.
"Please hold on, fellow Daoist."
A gentle voice called from behind.
Chen Sheng turned and saw a middle-aged cultivator in a black robe cupping his hands in greeting, his aura steady, at the Foundation Establishnt Early-stage, his expression carrying a hint of a businessman’s shrewdness.
"I am Xu Longhu, an elder of Li Fire Pavilion, may I ask for the esteed na of the fellow Daoist?"
"I am Tingyu Daoist."
Chen Sheng stood with his hands behind his back, his tone flat, casually taking a new and unfamiliar Daoist title.
In the coming years, he would operate under this Daoist title.
Xu Longhu rapidly searched his mory for this title, but had no recollection, yet his face still wore a warm smile:
"So it’s Fellow Daoist Tingyu, what an honor. May I ask what needs bring you here today?"
Chen Sheng stated his purpose directly:
"To purchase intelligence and so artifact refining spiritual materials."
"Intelligence and spiritual materials?"
Xu Longhu’s eyes imdiately flashed with a hint of sharpness, quickly making a gesture of invitation:
"Please co to the VIP room, where we can discuss in detail."
The VIP room was on the second floor of the pavilion, decorated simply and elegantly.
Xu Longhu personally served spirit tea before taking out a jade scroll:
"Here is the intelligence on Chu Country’s powers for over a hundred years that you requested, from major sects to small families, all their rise and fall are recorded."
"As for artifact refining spiritual materials, what categories do you need? Our Li Fire Pavilion has a relatively complete selection of Tier Two spiritual materials."
Chen Sheng took the jade scroll, and as his divine sense entered it, the content of the intelligence poured into his mind like a tide.
He read quickly, and soon he had a general understanding of the situation over the past century.
As expected, Hua Taixuan of Qinghua Sect had passed away in ditation, succeeded by Chen Sheng’s son, Hua Xiu.
Relying on the main peak’s deep foundation and his Earth Grade Spiritual Root talent, Hua Xiu successfully ford a Golden Core, becoming the new Sect Leader.
And Hua Xiu’s elder brother Hua Xun only condensed a Fake Pill, now he is one of the sect’s elders, in charge of the Precepts Hall, also considered a sect giant.
Li Weiyang and Lin Xian, the two ancestors, had long since passed away, but before their deaths, they paved the way for their descendants.
Their descendants did not disappoint—Li Hua and Lin Yi refined Tier Three Demon Pills, becoming Master Fake Pill, once again upholding the family’s reputation.
Thus, the high-level etings of Piaomiao Peak almost beca "family etings" for Chen Sheng’s offspring, which was quite amusing.
In the Li Xiao Sect, a new batch of people took the stage, and none of Chen Sheng’s offspring were among them.
"It seems, the seeds left in those years have yet to fully grow."
Chen Sheng thought to himself, unsurprised.
The path of cultivation is inherently long; a hundred years in cultivating a high-tier cultivator is but a blink of an eye.
...
Carefully reading the intelligence reports.
What made Chen Sheng sigh the most was the situation between the righteous and demonic sides.
Over a hundred years have passed, and now it is a "demon waning, dao flourishing" situation!
The Qinghua Sect has reclaid West River Immortal City, and the remnants of the Blood Refining Hall have been completely eradicated.
The once-renowned Venerable Black Demon mysteriously disappeared before even participating in the final battle, rumored to have fallen into deviation while cultivating a demon technique.
As for the White Bone Demon Sect, decades ago, an extraordinary phenonon was reported, seemingly soone attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, fortunately, unsuccessfully.
Chen Sheng raised an eyebrow:
"Nascent Soul?"
"Indeed, it is the legacy of a Nascent Soul Grand Sect, deeply rooted. I shall visit them soday."
The current White Bone Demon Sect is in a situation similar to that of the Qinghua Sect years ago, with only three Master Fake Pills overseeing it, hiding within the Sect Protection Array, rarely venturing out.
The Qinghua Sect and Li Xiao Sect are slowly encroaching upon the territory of the White Bone Demon Sect with a "soft knife cutting at" strategy.
Chen Sheng chuckled lightly:
"The wheel of fortune turns, indeed."
"Years ago, Hua Taixuan advocated for outlasting the enemy with ti, today we finally see the results."
He continued reading the intelligence report and suddenly recalled sothing.
The White Bone Demon Sect should have a Venerable Golden Core overseeing it, yet the record of the Venerable Black Snake, who was very active during the attack on Yue Ling Sect, was missing.
Carefully reviewing the intelligence, he finally found the records.
However, Chen Sheng frowned, thinking to himself:
"Two hundred years have passed without appearance, also dead from deviation... How could there be such a coincidence?"
A thought flashed through Chen Sheng’s mind, as if many clues were vaguely connecting, but he discreetly suppressed this doubt in mind, remaining calm on the surface.
Xu Longhu, seeing he had finished, quickly asked:
"Are you satisfied with this intelligence, Fellow Daoist?"
Chen Sheng nodded, taking out a small pouch from his storage pouch, placing it on the table:
"Not bad."
"Inside are two thousand lower grade spirit stones, as a deposit for the intelligence and spiritual materials. Please prepare the Tier Two Profound Iron, Ice Essence Stone, and Li Fire Crystal as soon as possible."
Xu Longhu took the pouch, weighed it, and his smile grew more enthusiastic:
"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist, we have stock in the warehouse, I’ll have it ready imdiately."
He refilled Chen Sheng’s tea and tentatively asked:
"I see the spiritual materials Fellow Daoist is purchasing are mostly for artifact refining. Could it be that you are an Artifact Refiner?"
"I know a little, only Tier Two Middle Grade."
Chen Sheng gave no clear answer, intending to temporarily expose this identity as a mask.
This was to avoid overlapping with his past life as much as possible.
After seventy years of closed-door cultivation in a secret chamber, he devoted a third of his efforts to exploring the path of artifact refining, advancing rapidly, and now he could steadily refine Tier Two High Grade Spiritual Artifacts.
By revealing Tier Two Middle Grade, it’s neither too high nor too low, just right.
"Tier Two Middle Grade Refiner?"
Xu Longhu’s eyes lit up instantly, and his tone grew more eager:
"Do you have a place to stay, Fellow Daoist?"
"Our Li Fire Pavilion is currently recruiting honored elders, offering excellent treatnt, with an 80% discount on spiritual material purchases. If you can refine Tier Two High Grade Magical Artifacts for us, there will be additional rewards..."
He enthusiastically touted the benefits of the Li Fire Pavilion, clearly intent on recruiting this Fellow Daoist Tingyu.
Chen Sheng just smiled faintly:
"Recruiting is unnecessary."
"I already have a base in the Thousand Peaks Mountain Range, nad Celestial Capital Peak. If your pavilion is interested in cooperation, we can open a trade route and exchange goods."
Soon, the artifact refining materials were prepared.
Chen Sheng received the materials, checked them briefly, tossed two thousand lower grade spirit stones, and then stood up, leaving the Li Fire Pavilion briskly.
Xu Longhu was montarily stunned before reacting.
"Thousand Peaks Mountain Range? Celestial Capital Peak?"
He frowned slightly, the na sounded familiar, but he couldn’t recall the exact situation.
In short order, he retrieved a jade scroll that recorded the distribution of local forces, and carefully searched with his divine sense, finally finding the records under the Thousand Peaks Mountain Range.
[Celestial Capital Peak: Located deep within the Thousand Peaks Mountain Range, owner Elder Huang Feng, Foundation Establishnt Early-stage Cultivation, practices evil techniques, violently inclined, nearby small families required to pay tributes...]
"Elder Huang Feng?"
Xu Longhu muttered to himself, suddenly rembering sothing:
"Could this Fellow Daoist Tingyu be Elder Huang Feng? But the other party’s aura was clearly righteous, how could he be an evil cultivator?"
Recalling the sharp presence of this Fellow Daoist Tingyu, he was suddenly struck by a thought.
"Could it be..."
Xu Longhu shook his head, keeping the matter in mind, planning to send soone to the Thousand Peaks Mountain Range to investigate first, to understand future developnts before deciding whether to open a trade route.
anwhile, Chen Sheng, having obtained what he wanted, tossed a few lower grade spirit stones to Huang San and left Linglong Immortal City.
"It’s ti to go back and take a look."
Chen Sheng muttered to himself, transforming into a golden light, flying towards the direction of the Thousand Peaks Mountain Range.
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