Chapter 9 Treating cultivators like monsters to be killed?

That evening, the Cultivation Alliance responded to the matter of Li Chang'an's plan to farm and raise pigs on Xuanling Immortal Mountain.

[According to the Alliance's tests, the loss of spiritual energy from Xuanling Immortal Mountain is a fact, and no fluctuations in spiritual power can be detected—proving that the Divine Lord left no relics, or that spiritual resources are scarce on the immortal mountain. If any cultivators do not believe this, they may go to Xuanling Immortal Mountain to investigate for themselves. In the cultivation world, strength always speaks volumes; Mr. Li Chang'an welcomes you all.]

This response was also pinned to the top.

Li Chang'an logged onto the virtual machine and browsed everyone's reactions.

As he expected, many people were still dissatisfied, and some had even started discussing when to come to Xuanling Immortal Mountain to find him.

Fortunately, these grievances did not spread to the Cultivation Alliance.

Li Chang'an put away his phone and didn't look at it again.

"You're probably not going to have any peace and quiet these next few days," the sword spirit said calmly from the side.

"There's really no other way," Li Chang'an sighed.

As long as some people don't give up, the "spiritual objects" in Xuanling Immortal Mountain will continue to be coveted.

Therefore, Li Chang'an asked Yuheng to help him set up an array outside the blessed land—by that pool.

The formation uses his blood as a medium, and no one or no demon with a cultivation level lower than his can enter unless they have an object that carries his spiritual energy.

Under Yuheng's guidance, Li Chang'an had already made several tokens imbued with his spiritual power from bamboo and entrusted Yuheng to deliver them to the Qingfeng Sect.

But if a cultivator with a higher cultivation level than him enters—

When the time comes, we'll just send them all out.

If you can't beat them, call for the Blade Spirit.

Currently, Li Chang'an is not worried about cultivators with much higher cultivation levels than him coming.

According to Lord Yuheng, cultivators who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage or above are all influential figures, and they will not openly reveal their desire for the spiritual treasures of the immortal mountain in the short term.

Moreover, on the day the Immortal Mountain opened, some cultivators above the Foundation Establishment stage who entered the Immortal Mountain witnessed the power of the sword spirit, and they would not dare to provoke it for the time being.

So those who will come in the next few days are mostly naive young cultivators in the Qi Refining stage or independent practitioners.

Hopefully, he won't suddenly encounter people whose level is too far below his.

The sword spirit looked at Li Chang'an and said, "Fighting more people with higher cultivation levels than you will not do you any harm."

Li Chang'an nodded: "I understand, we need to accumulate more practical experience."

He hadn't forgotten that one of the conditions for offering sacrifices to Mount Wolu was to obtain the head of a demon at the Golden Core stage.

When competing with cultivators, you can accumulate more experience, so you won't be too passive when fighting demonic beasts later.

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After the formation was set up, Li Chang'an ordered Xie Kuling to remove the guards outside the entrance.

At first, a few entertainment reporters did sneak up to the edge of the pool. Unable to enter Xuanling Immortal Mountain, they shouted at the edge of the pool, trying to get some information like the previous reporter.

But Li Chang'an pretended not to hear it.

The Xia Kingdom is so vast, with such a large population. The hype surrounding his inheritance of the Immortal Mountain will soon fade. Entertainment reporters will have nothing to write about, and they will likely give up in just a few days.

These past few days, Li Chang'an has been diligently cultivating. When farming, he tries his best not to let the black sword help him, but instead uses his spiritual power to control the hoe to dig and water the land.

When his spiritual energy was exhausted, he sat in meditation and circulated it through several small cycles.

The water pump arrived, and he prepared the acre of land and pumped water from the Ningjing River to soak the field.

The rest of the wheat, millet, and soybeans have already been planted. This acre of rice is a bit more troublesome, and Li Chang'an is taking good care of it.

Three days after Yuheng sent out his reply, the first cultivator finally entered Xuanling Immortal Mountain.

The bamboo grove rustled, and sensing someone had entered, Li Chang'an dashed out as fast as he could.

This time, a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining has arrived.

"Li Chang'an, aren't you provoking us cultivators? Let me handle this—"

Before he could finish speaking, the cultivator was slapped out of his blessed land and landed in the clear pool with a splash.

Monk: ...

Several cultivators who were ready to watch the show: ...?

Did this person go in for two minutes?

"That can't be..."

The group looked towards the entrance of Xuanling Immortal Mountain, all of them somewhat bewildered.

The Qi Refining Stage 4 cultivator wiped the water from his face: "Li Chang'an attacked me before I could react. I'm not satisfied, let's go again!"

Upon entering, he drew his sword, ready to attack.

Five minutes later, the cultivator fell back into the clear pool.

He stared in astonishment at the entrance to Xuanling Immortal Mountain.

Even if Li Chang'an can cultivate after inheriting the immortal mountain, how many days has it been?

Inside the immortal mountain, Li Chang'an happily raised his eyebrows.

He is still only at the second level of Qi Refining, but he can already easily deal with cultivators at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

Moreover, it was a fight against someone of a higher level. The first time, he was able to "instantly kill" his opponent before he could react. The second time, the other person was prepared, so the fight was evenly matched, but in the end, he still won.

This feeling of having the protagonist's script is actually quite exhilarating.

Li Chang'an has never played a leading role before.

Li Chang'an looked at the entrance. With the Clear Mirror, he could see the scene of the cultivators looking at each other, frowning and turning away.

After he began cultivating, his five senses improved, so he even heard the cultivators discussing when they would come again.

Li Chang'an turned and left.

He needs to work hard at farming, raising pigs, and cultivating, so that when these cultivators come again, they won't be qualified to enter the Immortal Mountain.

After that day, more cultivators in the Qi Refining stage came one after another.

Several days ago, Li Chang'an was usually the only person in the fairy mountain.

The sword spirit wasn't often present, and the Qingfeng Sect members only came when they brought him things. Sometimes Li Chang'an felt that this immortal mountain was too quiet.

It's much more lively now.

After fighting that Qi Refining Stage 4 cultivator that day, he successfully broke through to Qi Refining Stage 3 that night.

Five days later, he reached the fourth level of Qi Refining...

Within their small space, the cultivators finally realized that something was amiss.

Is Li Chang'an treating them like monsters to gain experience?!

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With his cultivation progressing smoothly, Li Chang'an has been feeling refreshed and invigorated lately.

The rice seedlings had been growing for a few days when Li Chang'an uncovered the plastic film and found that tender green seedlings had already sprouted.

Although it is only a few centimeters tall, it is still a small patch of green when viewed from the edge of the rice paddy.

I estimate that in about ten days, when the seedlings have grown stronger, they will be ready for transplanting.

The millet, sorghum, wheat, and soybeans he planted have all sprouted several centimeters long. Rows of neat, emerald-green seedlings dot the field, looking so lovely.

Li Chang'an smiled, squatted down and touched the rice seedlings, and said, "Finally, there's some progress."

In the evening, Li Chang'an covered the rice seedlings with plastic film, washed himself by the Ningjing River, and finally returned to his bamboo house to meditate and cultivate.

The night on the fairy mountain was very quiet, and you could almost hear the sound of flying insects flapping their wings.

The next morning, Li Chang'an stepped out of the bamboo house and stretched, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed something was wrong.

He was shocked and rushed to the edge of the rice paddy, only to find that the plastic film that had been laid out the night before had been torn to shreds and scattered in the paddy. The rice seedlings that had finally grown were almost completely eaten, and the few remaining seedlings were riddled with insect holes.

Li Chang'an clenched his fists tightly, his eyes blazing with fury.

What did this thing do?!