Cultivating Immortality in Two Realms

Chapter 212 Bai Yaotian

Several months later.

Ice Heaven Pavilion has three inner floors.

"Congratulations, young master... on acquiring a market town!"

Uncle Fu stood behind Shang Yuanxin and flattered him, "Even when you were as old as the young master, you couldn't manage such a large undertaking..." "It was just a matter of chance, and also the support of the family... Otherwise, I would be nothing."

Shang Yuanxin, however, appeared quite modest: "Now, with the addition of the assets of Master Bingtian's lineage, we've acquired 60% of the entire market... It's time to start revitalizing the market."

Although some other forces seem to have entered the fray during this process, they are merely getting by.

The ones who truly reap the rewards are the business alliance!

Shang Yuanxin, quite pleased with himself, said to Uncle Fu, "Let's begin!"

"rise!"

Uncle Fu immediately made a hand seal.

Rumble!

Within the Ice City, the grand formation operated on its own.

Countless starlight showered down upon the octagonal archway of the business alliance.

The octagonal building immediately rose from the ground, like a small mountain, steadily flying out and landing on the inner three floors, completely obscuring the original depleted blood pool and crushing it into powder...

Not only that!

The octagonal building continues to grow, gradually becoming an exquisite octagonal pagoda, the tallest building in the market!

"Young Master... please!"

At the top of the octagonal pagoda, Uncle Fu gave a slight bow.

"Today, our Merchant Alliance has taken over the market town, and the market town's name has been changed to 'Yuanxin Market Town'!"

Shang Yuanxin was excited inside, but her voice remained calm and steady.

His voice traveled through the array, reaching every corner of the town and surrounding areas.

Those cultivators who were reluctant to leave showed joy on their faces upon hearing this: "It's the Merchant Alliance? That's great!! We're saved! Merchant Island is one of the nine major powers in the East Sea cultivation world, and its reputation is always outstanding!"

This is the true mark of a reputable merchant!

The reason Shang Yuanxin started her sentence with this was precisely because of this:

"My Yuanxin Workshop has opened its inner three floors for rent, including cave dwellings and shops..."

This is a concession to those below, since the three layers of the Ice Heaven Pavilion, where the spiritual energy was most abundant, had always been occupied by the Ice Heaven True Man's lineage. But now, they have all fallen into Shang Yuanxin's hands.

"Within the original market, apart from the assets of the Ice Heaven True Person lineage, my Yuanxin Market will not infringe upon them in the slightest... We acknowledge all previous contracts, leases, land deeds, and spirit contracts of the market..."

Upon hearing this, many cultivators immediately showed expressions of utter despair.

"This is bad... My cave dwelling? My shop?"

Master Xuanqi, who had already sold all his possessions at the market gate and was about to leave, suddenly felt dizzy upon hearing this...

Of course, there was mostly cheering.

People prefer stability and abhor instability...

Many cultivators who had lived in the market for generations were even more reluctant to leave.

These Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators may seem insignificant, but they are actually the cornerstone of the existence of the market.

"Our Yuanxin Marketplace is preparing to hold a grand auction once every ten years... For the past thirty years, 'Golden Elixir' will be auctioned every ten years! Only those holding proof of long-term residence in the marketplace are eligible to bid!"

Finally, Shang Yuanxin's words ignited the enthusiasm in the market!

"Ha ha......"

Inside the restaurant, Zhong Lingxiu burst into laughter.

In his heart, he thought: "Congratulations, sir..."

"As expected, nothing to congratulate..."

Ten thousand miles away, Fang Qing smiled faintly, then calculated with his fingers: "Now... where should I go for some fun? Perhaps to find Zhan Hongxiu? Oh? This woman seems to be preparing to form her Core Formation. Should I go and snatch her Core Formation artifact? Wait, what do you mean by snatching? I mean, let's see if this artifact is something I'm destined to have... But Core Formation artifacts are useless to me."

"As for the cultivation world of the East Sea, are there any [Ji Shui] spiritual objects suitable for breaking through to the Purple Mansion realm? We should look for them carefully..."

Several months later.

Fuqi Dao, ancient Shu.

Wushan County.

Fang Qing stretched contentedly, muttering to himself, "The cultivation world of the East Sea is truly vast... Even if I traversed the void, I couldn't possibly visit all those brothels in a short time... And each place has its own unique customs, like merfolk and dragon girls..."

"Counting the days, it's been a long time since I've made any progress on the 'Hayagriva Wrathful Stages' and the 'Dragon Elephant Golden Body Accomplishment Method'... My third-tier lower-grade Qi and physique have ultimately bound me, preventing me from fully enjoying them... When I reach the third-tier upper-grade, or even the third-tier perfect, I will surely see a different world again... However, the 'White Radiance Grotto-Heaven' in Wushan County has also reached a crucial moment, so I still need to take a look..."

He brazenly stretched out his hand and began to calculate the cause and effect.

This time, Gu Shu, this cesspool of heavenly secrets, finally stopped resisting him and even allowed him to barely see some things.

Although the secrets of the Purple Mansion are still a cesspool, they are easily obtained by divination and Qi-summoning cultivators and those at the Foundation Establishment stage!

"As expected... No matter how much of a disgrace to the Purple Mansion, Du Zi is still a member of the Purple Mansion!"

"The Purple Mansion True Man of ancient Shu could predict the fate of lower cultivators with ease..."

"Besides, my divination skills must have improved quite a bit, right?"

Fang Qing felt a surge of pride and triumph.

"The Dao-Born Pearl" is definitely of a very high rank, but it's just too high!

So high that one can only barely rely on one's status when divining or when one's life is in danger.

In terms of ordinary magical combat and divination, it is not as convenient as the "position" borrowed from the reverse divination method!

"what?"

"Have the destiny seeds been released yet? There seem to be quite a few this time..."

After habitually performing a hand seal, Fang Qing's eyes lit up: "One of them... is actually somewhat involved with the Fang family?"

"No, it should be said that all the destined ones are connected to the Brahma Soldiers... because most of them have a blood feud with my White Bone Path, a feud that led to the destruction of their families!" A thought struck him, and he began to calculate the karma of his bloodline again, a sense of melancholy creeping over him.

"As expected... Uncle's fate was the same as what I learned from interrogating Luo Dacheng. He had already died at the hands of the Luo family in Tianshui. He was all alone and had no descendants. Among the Fang family, Fang Jingchun and Fang Yixin's lineage were the closest to him..."

In Fang Qing's view, the progress of the White Bone Path was incredibly smooth.

But for those Brahma soldiers, every inch of land was bought with blood.

"kill!"

Le Mingxue brandished her Xuanqing magic sword, slicing it across the throat of a Qi-accepting cultivator.

Not far away, dozens of Qi-cultivating cultivators were engaged in a chaotic battle, resembling another small battlefield.

"May Buddha have mercy!"

Monk Fayuan chanted Buddhist mantras repeatedly, then picked up his Vajra staff and smashed the heads of the monks one by one...

After a fierce battle, Fang Wujiu wiped the blood from his face and body, and looked at the monk Fayuan: "Master Fayuan... wasn't it said that the Zifu Sect and the Xuanwu Sect had already withdrawn from this place? Why are the local cultivators resisting so fiercely?"

The monk Fayuan, pale-faced, clasped his hands together and said, "The Buddha said: It cannot be spoken..."

Fang Wujiu immediately understood: "It's because those higher-ups aren't allowing these cultivators to retreat? In this entire prefecture, how many powerful forces, Dao Foundation families... are they like ants, their deaths utterly meaningless..."

"Although the Xuanwu Sect has retreated, many disciples are unwilling to leave... After all, their families and lineages are here..."

Le Mingxue, having finished healing, approached and said, "Disciples from such sects, even if their cultivation is similar to ours, their magical techniques far surpass ours... Be extremely careful when you encounter them."

"Sister-in-law, put..."

Fang Wujiu smiled: "Although I'm not as good as my father, I can still assess the situation..."

He thought to himself, "What I'm afraid of is that the situation will suddenly turn upside down, giving me almost no time to react..."

"May Buddha be with you!"

Just then, a monk named Fayuan cried out in surprise.

"Something's happened!"

Le Mingxue and Fang Wujiu felt a sudden emptiness in their hearts and quickly checked, only to see the monk Fayuan pointing at the piled-up corpses: "Something's not right..." Fang Wujiu's eyes swept over them, and he was immediately alarmed. He saw that a layer of grayish-white energy had accumulated on the corpses at some unknown time.

As the airflow moved, the corpses were rotting at an extremely fast speed, turning into piles of white bones.

"Corpses turn to white bones, accumulating and growing... This is the aura of accumulated corpses!"

As soon as the monk Fayuan finished speaking, his expression changed drastically. He suddenly opened his mouth and vomited out one black insect after another.

The insect writhed and clumped together on the ground, eventually turning into fragments of its internal organs.

"Heh heh... You esoteric monk, why bother saying nothing when you see through things?"

Above, a sorcerer dressed as a wizard, holding a jade tablet, coldly observes the scene.

"The Dao... a major overhaul of the Dao foundation?"

Fang Wujiu's eyes were instantly filled with despair.

At this moment, the monk Fayuan had already collapsed, barely breathing.

Even a cultivator who has mastered Qi is utterly powerless against a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage.

"Add these to the equation... that should be about right, right?"

The Xuanwu Sect's foundation slowly descended, glancing at Le Mingxue and the others, secretly calculating in its heart: "This accumulated corpse energy should be enough..." "Oh? I wonder what this 'accumulated corpse energy' is used for?"

Just then, a young voice rang out from the side.

"'Accumulated Corpse Qi'..." The Xuanwu Sect Daoji hurriedly replied, "Baiyao is [Ghost Gold]... And [Ghost Gold] has two meanings. If it is gold for jewelry, it is 'Hairpin Gold,' which is good at refining weapons... If it is gold for the sacrifice of ghosts and gods, it is 'Accumulated Corpse Gold,' which contains a mass of accumulated corpse qi..." "Our Xuanwu Sect cultivates [Di Earth]. According to common sense, it is difficult to arouse the 'Baiyao Heaven' created by the [Ghost Gold] True Lord. However, [Di Earth] meanders, like the image of the underworld. Xuanwu stand in the wilderness, under the stars and moon, holding the Xuan Gui for sacrifice... Witchcraft is about communicating between Yin and Yang, reaching the underworld and the manifest. Using accumulated corpse qi as a medium, it can break the barrier between the stars and the wilderness, allowing Yin and Yang to interact and the underworld and the manifest to communicate. Therefore, [Di Earth] can remotely connect with [Ghost Gold] through witchcraft, and expound the principles of the mysteries of heaven and earth." "I am a discarded disciple of my sect, who by sheer luck achieved the Foundation of Dao. I have been collecting 'Accumulated Corpse Qi' and refining it using witchcraft... I was preparing to open my cave heaven and give those Brahma soldiers a severe beating."

The more he spoke, the more excited he became.

Le Mingxue and Fang Wujiu watched with their teeth clenched and their hearts chilled.

Originally, when they saw the arrival of the Xuanwu Sect's Daoji, they thought they were doomed.

Unexpectedly, a young man with short hair and a blue robe suddenly appeared in the void. After the young man asked a question, the Dao Foundation of the Xuanwu Sect seemed to have met an old friend and answered all his questions without reservation.

"I see........."

Fang Qing nodded.

With his status as "King Kong Power Man," he was naturally invincible when it came to frying fish.

Faced with this Xuanwu Sect Dao Foundation, whether he was calculating cause and effect, listening to its inner thoughts, or, as he was doing now, using "the power of words" to forcefully command it, it was all a piece of cake for him.

"She's such a supermodel..."

"Since this ancient Shu has no official rank, they're practically not even human..."

He did some quick calculations and understood quite a bit more: "So that's how it is... The so-called 'Mystic Witch Sect' is nothing more than a lineage arbitrarily created by Moyun Cliff, solely for the purpose of cultivating witchcraft. And this is the key to unlocking 'White Heaven'..."

As for opening the cave heaven, would that be enough to give the White Bone Path a ruthless blow?

It's just a carrot in front of the donkey...