The banquet here is in full swing.
The ten-mile longevity peach forest in the center is indeed worthy of its reputation. The rich fragrance of the spiritual fruit is irresistible.
The entire venue was roughly divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower.
Jiang Li's wooden clone and the shopkeeper of Yaowangxuan sat together in a relatively outer position. In front of each of them were three longevity peaches and some delicacies made from other precious ingredients.
Chongshan League and Yaowangxuan were not considered big sects in the Eastern Region. If they joined the Sishen Temple, they might be able to get some seats there.
And the outermost group, of course, are the 1,200 independent cultivators who were fortunate enough to receive the Peach Blossom invitation.
The anonymous invitations they held meant they could only sit at the outermost edge and also had to serve as entertainment for the big shots inside.
In the middle of the entire venue, there is an exquisitely carved fighting arena.
The most popular form of entertainment in the world of immortal cultivation is still martial arts competitions.
The independent cultivators came forward in pairs to fight. The winner could show off his talents in front of many sects and also get a birthday peach as a reward from the Mu family.
If he could win ten games in a row, he would not only become famous in the Eastern Region, but he would also get a thirty-year-old longevity peach that even the children of the Mu family could not easily eat.
Think about the price of the Mu family's longevity peaches at the auction. Selling this one would make you rich.
"You two are a little late, please take a seat here."
The banquet had already started for a long time when two people hurriedly entered from the back holding invitations.
The waiter was obviously a little dissatisfied. How dare two casual cultivators be late for the Mu family's birthday peach party ? Do they think they are the top gods? The waiter led the two to a secluded seat and then ignored them.
The last two people to enter were none other than Jiang Li and Mu Yulan.
In the battle with the statue's clone just now, Mu Yulan himself was not actually injured, he was just a little mentally exhausted.
Now she is at least a Nascent Soul cultivator, and she will be fine after a short breath. Of course, this is only possible when Jiang Li stays by her side.
Otherwise, without his suppression, the Ghost King Yang Ruozhi would immediately make a comeback and fight for control.
Therefore, if she doesn't want to sink into consciousness forever, it is better for her to follow Jiang Li first.
After telling Jiang Li everything about the Nine Netherwood in the cemetery, the two of them changed their appearance and identities, and used an invitation card collected by the Wanshi hermit to return to the Mu family peach forest together.
Now he is disguised as the clone of Jiuyoumu in public. As long as he hides among the crowd of casual cultivators, he can hide himself back in the dark.
Jiang Li wanted to see what tricks the Nine Netherwood that had once been defeated by him could come up with this time.
Before knowing about the existence of God's Daughter, the Nine Netherwood Cemetery had already gathered a group of demon cultivators and planned to attack the Mu family.
Even though Yang Ruozhi failed in her attempt to snatch Shenshan Qiuhua, it most likely would not affect their action plan.
Jiang Li had to take this opportunity to bury the tree completely.
Otherwise, with such a guy lurking behind his back, Jiang Li's Wanshi Recluse and Man Jianghong could not be guaranteed to be safe, and he would be unable to sleep or eat.
Besides, Yan Hong and the others are still in the hands of Jiuyoumu in the cemetery. No matter what, he has to rescue his friends first.
"Hey, you two late guys, how about giving me these two peaches? I think you won't mind."
The two of them had just sat down under the peach tree, and a birthday peach for each of them had just been placed on the table.
A big man with thick hair and a beard that almost merged with his eyebrows stood in front of them with two other younger brothers.
In the world of casual cultivators, this kind of thing may happen at any time.
Most of these independent cultivators bully the weak and fear the strong. They dare not go on stage to fight for the birthday peaches, but they dare to show their fangs and claws to those who look easy to bully.
Jiang Li was stunned. It had been a long time since he had seen such a jerk in front of him.
After taking a look at the clothes worn by himself and Mu Yulan, he realized the problem. The two of them had concealed themselves too much this time.
As a casual cultivator without any backstage protection, you can only protect yourself.
If you are not fierce enough and do not have enough strength, these bad things will always find you.
Even at a banquet like this, there will be people who will come to cause trouble for you.
Mu Yulan frowned, and made a crane claw gesture with one hand under the table, ready to teach these ignorant guys a lesson.
Ever since the flesh-cutting and bone-slicing incident in the ghost town of Fengdu, this abandoned disciple of Qianhe Tower has experienced a lot in the past few months.
His personality is completely different from before.
But before she could make a move, a hand was placed on the big man's shoulder from behind.
"When I'm drinking, I'll chop anyone who dares to get in my way. Do you understand?"
The man reeked of alcohol and had bleary eyes. His clothes were baggy and not fancy at all, and his figure was not as strong as those three big men.
He looked like a drunkard.
But when he raised his eyes, the fierce aura emanating from his eyes made the three of them shudder.
Just by being looked at like this, they felt as if their faces were cut by a knife, with a burning pain.
"Zui...Zui Sir! Sorry, sorry, we are the eyesore. We will leave right away. Right away."
The three of them immediately gave up the birthday peaches on Jiang Li and the other person's table, turned around and left.
The drunkard glanced at the two people at the table.
"Would you mind buying me a drink?"
After saying that, without waiting for an answer, he picked up the bottle of peach blossom wine in front of Jiang Li and the others.
Carrying a wine jug, he staggered to the arena in the center where the competition was taking place.
The two men who were fighting fiercely on the ring saw someone suddenly break in and started shouting loudly in displeasure.
But the drunk young man drew out the long sword from his waist regardless and performed a very beautiful set of sword moves.
The wine, fire and sword energy that were swung out forced the two people above to fall down.
"Master Jiang, look, that person is a casual cultivator who has become famous in Fengyang City, Master Zui."
"There are also Mr. Gambler, Mr. Lover and Mr. Killer over there. They are collectively known as the Four Great Young Masters of the Loose Cultivators in Fengyang City."
"They are young, but their cultivation is extraordinary. They are not inferior to many disciples of large sects. Many sects want to recruit them, but they have never succeeded."
On the other side, the experienced shopkeeper Jiang was introducing the situation of the independent cultivators to Jiang Li.
Jiang Li, who was listening to the news at the same time, stayed in the crowd and looked at the four young men who were quite prestigious among the independent cultivators.
Among the independent cultivators, they are the focus.
There is always a group of people around him, and the compliments are endless.
Before the drunkard came on stage, he drank with everyone he met. The tables around him were full of drunkards lying on the ground. He alone drank thirty monks. But after drinking so much spiritual wine, his sword skills were still sharp and his fighting power was amazing.
The gambling master loved gambling the most. Several banquet tables were put together on his side, and he started the gambling game on the spot without paying any attention to the eyes of the people around him.
His magic weapon is six dice the size of millstones. After he goes on stage, he spins them and hits them continuously, knocking his opponents away with his continuous offensive.
The young man was dressed like a scholar, handsome and kind, and surrounded by more than ten beautiful female cultivators, who seemed to have just been picked up at the venue. His talent in this area was obviously different from that of ordinary people.
This person, it is said, was from a killer organization, and dared to take any order. He even killed a Jindan master when he was in the Xudan realm.
Jiang Li was watching with great interest in the crowd, marveling at the scene.
A group of noobs who are casual cultivators are fighting with each other, which gives people some unexpected surprises from time to time.
These four young masters of the wandering cultivators were indeed quite capable. They took turns to fight and easily won ten games in a row, and were rewarded with a thirty-year-old birthday peach.
Even two disciples of the sect were among them, but they were unable to stop them and instead lost face.
Soon, the entertaining fight came to an end.
A leader of the Mu family stood in the center of the arena, holding a large iron cage in his hand.
"Thank you all for coming to my Mu family's birthday peach party. Next, as usual, we will start our peach-rat hunting."
"All young monks under the age of fifty can participate and try their luck."
"Here are 100 gray peach mice, five silver peach mice and one golden peach mouse."
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"Catch a gray peach mouse and you'll get a thirty-year-long peach. Catch a silver peach mouse and you'll get a ninety-year-long peach!"
"And if you catch this unique golden peach mouse, you will get one of the sacred peaches of my Mu family! You can also join the core of my clan and meet my Mu family ancestor. If you don't have a master, you can join my Mu family and become my ancestor's personal disciple!"
As soon as the person in charge finished speaking, a series of gasps were heard in the meeting hall.
Not only the independent cultivators below, but even many disciples of the sects could not help but be tempted.
The ordinary nine-year-old birthday peaches are a little lacking in their taste.
Longevity peaches of this vintage can only be considered spiritual fruits of average quality. For the second generation like them who have been immersed in medicine jars all year round, they are basically dispensable.
That little bit of longevity effect is not obvious in cultivators above the Jindan stage.
However, the effects of longevity fruits of more than thirty years are quite impressive, with multiple effects such as extending lifespan, increasing cultivation, and repairing injuries.
Even within the Mu family, there are only a few peach trees that can produce the 90th-year longevity peaches.
If taken by a Jindan cultivator, it can at least help him advance to a higher realm.
The last peach is even more exaggerated. It is said that the sacred peach has never been lost to the outside world.
Over the years, only the senior members of the Mu family and the children who made significant contributions could get it.
For example, only if one obtains a Nine Nether Tree heart and offers it to the ancestor of the Mu family can one be rewarded with a peach.
Its effect is enough to reverse aging and change one's fate. Eating one pill can instantly turn a mediocre person into a genius.
Moreover, if one does not have a master, he can still become the disciple of that ancestor. For a casual cultivator, it is really a step to heaven.
Of course, the high stakes mean that the competition will be very fierce.
That golden peach mouse has extreme speed and a talent for hiding, so it is extremely difficult to catch it.
And this time, not only these independent cultivators will participate, but most of the outstanding disciples of the sects and the children of the Mu family will also participate.
The children of famous families have been using the best cultivation resources since childhood, and their cultivation is far superior to that of the casual practitioners of the same period.
There are even several outstanding people who, like Mu Chunhao, have broken through to the Nascent Soul stage at a young age.
The insurmountable gap in cultivation level makes many people despair.
But the temptation of the jackpot is too great, enough for them to give it a try.
Besides, they were not fighting in the ring. By catching peach rats, maybe they would get lucky and win the prize. Jiang Li looked at Mu Yulan. She probably needed peaches like that to heal the severe deficiency caused by the ghost king's possession.
Although the Nine Nether Earth Fruit is also very good, it is not good at making up for the deficiency and healing the injuries. The Nine Nether Earth Fruit is better at improving cultivation and controlling people's hearts.
Without this level of magical treasure from heaven and earth to treat him, Mu Yulan would definitely not survive more than a year.
Moreover, Jiang Li is also very interested in those high-quality longevity peaches.
The low-quality version of the nine-year-old longevity peach can probably conceal the aura of Jiang Li's spiritual root.
The thirty-year version of the longevity peach can be converted into a foundation-building-level Nine Netherworld Fruit that can conceal its aura.
Jiang Li had never seen a higher-level longevity fruit or the legendary peach, but he thought it would be even more useful.
Anyway, they still have to find a way to find the Nine Netherwood hidden in the cemetery among these people.
Among the 1,200 independent cultivators, except for a few who were too old to meet the requirements, almost every one of the others was absent, as they would be too conspicuous if they did not go.
So they followed the trend and joined the hunt.
Soon, everyone was given a black spirit beast bag and gathered in front of a tall peach forest in a designated area.
The requirements are that peach trees must not be destroyed and peach mice must not be killed, otherwise they will be eliminated.
There are no restrictions on other plots or snatching. Each person can also catch multiple peach mice, with no limit on the number.
The small iron cage was opened, and peach mice, which were about half the size of a fist, rushed into the jungle at a very fast speed. Especially the five silver mice and the most special golden mouse, they disappeared into the jungle in the blink of an eye.
A quarter of an hour later, a group of Mu family disciples standing in the front and the descendants of several top gods in the Sishen Temples set off first.
After them came the middle-level gods, lower-level gods, ordinary forces, and finally a group of independent cultivators.
Differential treatment based on different identities and statuses is really everywhere.
The group of casual cultivators have long been accustomed to this. They may secretly curse the injustice of the world in their hearts, but they will no longer show any displeasure on the surface.
Jiang Li, who was following in the crowd, felt something new and fresh. In the immortal cultivation world of Dachong Mountain, he was a disciple of Sutra Repository Valley in the beginning, and joined the inner sect within a few months.
The treatment in all aspects has always been the best. This time he came to experience the treatment of a casual cultivator, which enriched his experience of cultivating immortals.
Nearly two thousand people rushed into the forest.
Soon, the first eliminated person appeared.
A burly and reckless man wanted to overtake the former as quickly as possible, but he stepped on a branch of a peach tree with too much force and broke it. He was then directly caught by the Mu family cultivator who had been staring at the peach forest.
A special person also reconnected the broken branch back to the tree and used some magic to help it recover as quickly as possible.
Then, the first person to catch the peach mouse appeared.
"Master Chunhao took the lead and caught a gray peach mouse! Congratulations to Master Chunhao!"
Mu Chunhao was one of the few people who ran in the front. He had the highest cultivation level. He had lived in the peach forest for many years and was most familiar with the terrain here. It didn't take long for him to catch the first one.
However, for him, the eldest son, the thirty-year-old birthday peach was not very attractive at all. His only goal was the golden rat.
He had found a Nine Nether Tree Heart a few years ago and had eaten a Pan Peach. It was because of that Pan Peach that he became a Yuanying master at a young age. He also had a very high status and position in the clan, and was basically a candidate for the next clan leader.
But this time, for some reason, the grand prize given by the ancestor was particularly large. Everything else was fine, except the peaches, which he could not give away.
Just throw the gray mouse to your cousin from a side branch who is standing nearby.
Then they went deeper and the crowd dispersed.
(End of this chapter)