Chapter 250 Second-Tier Mid-Grade Spirit Peach
Qin Yan grinned, recalling a question he had pondered countless times before.
The sect is known for its beast taming and weapon crafting, so why doesn't it keep guardian spirit beasts to protect the sect?
The answer to the question is right before your eyes: the sect has a Golden Core stage guardian spirit beast!
At that moment, he felt a significant increase in his sense of security.
It's not that I'm afraid the sects are hiding things; it's that I'm afraid the sects really have no goods!
He originally had some reservations about Master Yuxiao. Although he had only been in the Chaoyuan stage for twenty years, his combat power was still among the top tier in the Chaoyuan first stage.
When it comes to piloting a spirit boat back to the sect for help, it should be done by a cultivator with weaker combat skills.
Now, he doesn't think that way anymore.
Being able to access the sect's secrets at the first opportunity is precisely a sign of the patriarch's trust.
The earth dragon beast's size rapidly shrank, soon becoming only the height of a person and about ten feet long.
As its size decreased, its original brown scales shone with a dark golden luster.
Most of the oppressive aura subsided, leaving only the aura of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Qin Yan was taken aback; this guardian beast was quite a "cunning" creature.
When do we depart?
Yan Zuweng said in a low voice, mimicking a cat stretching, its strong and powerful tail, like a crocodile's tail, swaying casually a few times, creating a loud bang in the air.
Having slept underground for many years, it can take this opportunity to go out for a stroll.
"The sect needs to recruit disciples and prepare some combat supplies. The departure time is set for Chenshi (7-9 AM) three days from now."
"Since there are already arrangements, why wake me up so early! You can leave now, I'm going to sleep for a few more days."
The Earth Dragon Beast's body disappeared.
Master Zhengyang bowed to the void, "Three days later, I will come again to welcome Ancestor Yan out of seclusion."
He shook his head slightly. If Yan Zu did not agree, he could not force him; he could only seek help from someone more capable.
The three left the secret vault. Master Zhengyang took out two golden communication swords, inscribed information with his divine sense, activated them, and said in a deep voice:
"I have notified the Law Enforcement Hall and the Diligence Hall, and they will recruit monks and provide supplies as required."
Today you will make contact with Yingri Peak and Lingxiao Mountain, and depart from Chaoyang Peak in three days.
He waved his hand, "Go on with your work."
"As per the decree, this disciple takes his leave."
Qin Yan cupped his hands in greeting, leaped onto the spirit boat, adjusted his direction, and left.
As the enormous spirit ship departed, the treasure pavilion was once again bathed in sunlight.
Jia Yu lowered her head slightly and said:
“Ancestor, Mingfeng Mountain Immortal City has enough independent cultivators. By at the cost of depleting these independent cultivators, it should be able to hold out for a long time.”
This was part of the initial plan.
"Rogue cultivators should not be wasted in vain. Even in death, they should die in a way that is more meaningful."
Have you ever considered this: if too many rogue cultivators die, even if the three sects can retain more cultivators, the area controlled by the human race will still shrink considerably after the demon calamity.
The forces of independent cultivators are also a very important part of the Western Continent. Given the current situation, with the demon calamity, demonic cultivators, and so on all happening at once, we have to consider things more deeply.
Jia Yu said cautiously:
"Ancestor, what should we do if the reinforcements from Central Continent are delayed?"
Without the presence of Nascent Soul stage power, the various sects of the Western Continent, having exhausted their resources and relying on the protective array of Mingfeng Mountain Immortal City, would have a high chance of resisting the attacks of the demonic beasts.
However, judging from the current behavior of the demon beasts, it is highly likely that they are being instigated by Nascent Soul stage demon beasts.
"We will do our best to hold on. Since our sect's founder decided to migrate to the Western Continent, this has been our base."
We must hold on no matter what.
If Mingfeng Mountain cannot be defended, then we will defend it to the death within the sect.
Master Zhengyang sighed inwardly, thankfully one of the sect's main spiritual veins had been upgraded to the third tier several decades ago.
Otherwise, if they encounter a Nascent Soul stage demon beast, they won't even be qualified to defend themselves.
At this moment, he prayed to the sect's founder in his heart.
Jia Yu sighed:
"I wonder if the sect would have been in a better situation if it had chosen to stay in Central Continent back then."
Staying in Central Continent means at least you don't have to worry so much about the demon calamity.
Master Zhengyang sneered:
"The competition in the Central Continent is even more intense, and small sects can only survive by relying on the big sects."
If they had stayed in Zhongzhou, the sect's lineage might have already been severed.
In the Western Continent, the greatest threat is demonic beasts, while in the Central Continent, the threat is other cultivators.
Most of the time, demonic beasts are much easier to deal with than cultivators.
He paused, then added:
"I have already informed Lin Jiuxiao that the recruited cultivators can exchange for spiritual artifacts at a cheaper price."
If the disciples' merits are truly insufficient, they can be rented.
How exactly to implement it is up to you.
The battle at Mingfeng Mountain is extremely dangerous, so even gaining some strength is a good thing.
Jia Yu lowered his head and said solemnly:
"Disciple understands."
That night, golden swords carrying messages were sent out from the Hall of Law Enforcement, like streaks of shooting stars, illuminating the sect's night sky.
Many cultivators stayed up all night, receiving messages in the middle of the night, and everyone understood the seriousness of the situation.
The commotion was temporarily irrelevant to Crimson Flame Peak. At this moment, Ji An was in his cave, playing with a strange object in his hand.
This unknown item, which came from the Immortal City of Mingfeng Mountain, is a size smaller than before. It was originally tied tightly with a red rope, but now it's loose and flimsy.
In recent years, it has continuously produced over 600 Genling.
Now, instead of the Gen spirit that the stone tortoise could not absorb, it was absorbing the Kun spirit, a change that greatly surprised him.
The stone tortoise absorbs Kun spirit at a similar efficiency to absorbing Gen spirit, around ten points per month.
At this moment, Ji An vaguely realized that this strange object was an earth-element treasure.
He still had no clue what it was, given his current knowledge.
'Should we ask an elder?'
Ji An had this idea, but quickly dismissed it, deciding not to test human nature and to find the answer himself.
If a high-ranking cultivator from the sect recognizes a treasure and wants to exchange it, will he refuse or not?
Ji An focused his mind on his dantian, connecting it with the stone tortoise, and lines of writing appeared in his mind.
[Master: Ji An]
[Tao Yun: Gold 2.2, Water 0, Wood 0, Fire 0.6, Earth 3.1]
[Spiritual clues: Kan (坎) spirit 3114.5, Gen (艮) spirit 3568.2, Zhen (震) spirit 782.4, Xun (巽) spirit 3192.2, Kun (坤) spirit 3467.6, Qian (乾) spirit 4289.7, Dui (兑) spirit 4206.6, Li (离) spirit 3781.6]
[Spell: Rejuvenation (Perfect 36%)]
Spirit Sealing Technique (Mastery 7%)
Detoxification Technique (Perfect 18%)
With his mind no longer on the stone tortoise, Ji An scratched his hair and a smile appeared on his lips.
The spiritual energy stored up is increasing. If I can break through to the Chaoyuan stage in the future and learn higher-level spells, I will definitely be able to improve rapidly.
Life is beautiful; let's wait patiently for the flowers to bloom.
Soul-Severing Valley is located northwest of Qingyun Immortal City, and the valley is filled with miasma.
During the day, the miasma drifting through the valley displays a dazzling array of colors, enchanting and beautiful.
Beneath this beauty lies a desolate, lifeless wasteland.
There were no plants, no animals, only the soft whisper of the wind.
The rocks were black, and the muddy ground was also black.
The ground was covered with puddles of water that bubbled up from time to time. The water was originally crystal clear, but as the bubbles rose, it immediately became murky.
Occasionally, a grayish-white shadow will appear in the murky water, flashing by in an instant.
These are the spirits of animals or monks who accidentally wandered into the valley, inhaled the miasma, and slowly felt themselves rotting away before dying in solitude.
At noon, a giant dragon with two horns on its head and large, bluish-green scales the size of copper coins coiled up, its head close to the multicolored miasma.
With each breath, the miasma that terrifies other creatures enters its mouth and nose.
In contrast to the deathly silence inside the valley, the outside is a vibrant scene of life.
Dense green trees and the chirping of birds.
A burly man with a face full of scars and a muscular build leaned against a green tree outside the valley, his eyes glazed over, lost in thought.
A black eagle swooped down and landed beside the burly man.
The burly man squinted at it and straightened up slightly.
The eagle turned its body, and black wind swirled around it.
The next moment, it transformed into the image of a middle-aged man with a sinister face.
"Bear King, is Lord Azure Dragon still cultivating in the valley?"
The burly man nodded slightly:
"Yes, the hours of Si (9-11 AM), Wu (11 AM-1 PM), and Wei (1-3 PM) are when the miasma is at its strongest."
Black Hawk, what's the situation at Mingfeng Mountain right now?
Both he and his opponent were demon cultivators under the Azure Dragon, who had infiltrated the territory of human cultivators several years ago.
He was responsible for finding cultivators to plant the Soul Gu, while the cultivators would travel between Mingfeng Mountain and Duanhun Valley to deliver messages from Lord Qinglong and the Demon King.
"After I relayed the news that the cultivators from the Central Continent had not yet arrived, the demon kings drove their beast hordes to continuously increase their attack intensity."
Even with the protective array of the immortal city, those cultivators couldn't hold out for long.
There is no third option: either abandon Mingfeng Mountain or send more cultivators to provide support.
Xiong Ba laughed viciously:
"According to Lord Qinglong's analysis, these cultivators will not abandon the Mingfeng Mountain defense line unless absolutely necessary."
As long as the demon kings continue to exert pressure, they must constantly send cultivators to participate in the battle.
Then our opportunity will come.
Black Hawk chuckled twice and said:
"Bear, you've been following the adult around all this time. Can you figure out what the adult is really thinking?"
"I can guess a little bit."
Tell me about it.
Xiong Ba beckoned: "Come closer and listen."
At dawn, Ji An stepped out of his cave and found a communication talisman sword stuck to the door, vibrating violently.
He reached out and grasped the talisman sword, probing it into his divine sense.
The talisman sword came from Ye Changqing, who described the situation at Mingfeng Mountain and warned that if the intensity of the monsters' attacks continued to increase, the sect would have to send more cultivators to Mingfeng Mountain.
He was also reminded to prepare in advance and to take care of himself if he were drafted.
Has the situation become that dangerous?
Ji An was surprised. He had received information about the demon calamity from the sect, and the intensity of the war was not as tragic as Senior Brother Ye had described.
With his brows furrowed, he returned to his cave and packed all his belongings into his pocket.
Talismans, talismanic weapons, magical artifacts, and various consumables.
He rode his flying shuttle, his mind heavy with worries, to the cold pool.
Xia Yulian came forward and bowed, saying:
"Uncle-Master, a spirit peach tree in the orchard seems to have changed a bit."
When she came to the kitchen today, she felt that the orchard was even more radiant than before, so she strolled in to take a look.
One of the peach trees was found to have a more gentle and spiritual glow emanating from its leaves than the other two, giving people a distinct feeling.
Ji An raised an eyebrow slightly, turned around and looked at the orchard, only then noticing the faint orange-red spiritual light piercing through the thin mist.
His divine sense spread out and immediately felt warmth.
"I'll go take a look."
He channeled his magic and flew over to the spirit peach tree.
With just one glance, he recognized that extraordinary spirit tree.
The leaves are emerald green with deep red veins.
A faint orange-red aura lingered on the leaves, flickering like flames.
Ji An extended his divine sense to cover one of the leaves, carefully sensing it.
In my spiritual perception, it was as if I were approaching a warm campfire in the dark night, and I was filled with joy.
The bark was originally dark gray, but it showed a tendency to turn reddish-brown.
At the same time, the bark becomes rougher and scaly.
He formed hand seals and released a fiery spell.
A warm and refreshing aura permeated the air, and an orange-red light covered the ground beneath the spirit peach tree.
The gentle and lingering power of the Ding Fire spread, nourishing the land and fertilizing the spiritual trees.
The reddish-brown color on the bark became more pronounced, gleaming with a crystalline sheen.
The veins of the leaves are a deeper color, shimmering with iridescent light.
Placing his hand on the spirit tree, Ji An carefully sensed the energy flowing through the trunk.
"A mid-grade level two spiritual plant!"
He burst into laughter, the gloom that had risen in his heart because of the news from Mingfeng Mountain being greatly dispelled by the joy.
Some things cannot be changed, but life must go on.
The independent cultivation of a second-tier mid-grade spiritual plant is of great significance, meaning that he has truly entered the ranks of high-level spiritual farmers.
Second-tier mid-grade spiritual fruits can be supplied to cultivators in the Chaoyuan stage, and they can be of some help to them in comprehending the power of the five elements.
"Senior Brother Ye, you brought me bad news, but I have good news to report to you."
After letting out a few low laughs, Ji An took out a golden communication sword, entered the information, and activated it.
The golden light pierced through the thick fog and disappeared from his sight.
After thinking for a moment, he took out more than a dozen communication talisman swords, entered the message into them, and then activated them all.
Like silver-scaled fish, the talisman swords swayed and flew away, shimmering with silver light.
The recipients of the talisman sword were Jia Yu, Master, Li Minghui, and other friends, who were also notified.
At this time, it is of course important to spread the good news as soon as possible to demonstrate one's potential.
When the sect is considering recruitment missions, it can also assign some easier and safer tasks.
'It's still because my cultivation level is too low. Any slight disturbance in the cultivation world will feel like a huge mountain to a lowly cultivator.'
If I were a Nascent Soul cultivator, would I fear a mere demonic calamity?!
Ji An bit her lip, then turned and flew back to the kitchen.
"Yulian, serve breakfast."
"The spirit peach tree you mentioned has been cultivated into a mid-grade second-tier spirit plant. Tell Huang Xuan, and everyone will receive fifty spirit stones as a reward!"
"Congratulations, Martial Uncle!"
Xia Yulian's eyes curved like crescent moons, radiating a vibrant color.
She placed the prepared food on a tray, poured a cup of bamboo-tube mulberry wine, and carried it into the next room.
"Uncle-Master, please enjoy your meal!"
Ji An nodded slightly, ate his breakfast in a flash, and then drank the spirit wine in one gulp.
He dashed out of the room like lightning and arrived near the mid-grade second-tier spirit tree in the orchard.
He quickly arranged the Azure Dragon Wood and other spiritual items, then sat down cross-legged and began to circulate his cultivation technique.
Various colored lights converged towards his body, and the mist and spiritual energy entered his mouth and nose with his breath.
Becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator is a distant dream, but striving to reach the Chaoyuan stage as soon as possible is still something to look forward to.
With strength comes fearlessness. Let's roll up our sleeves!
(End of this chapter)
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