Chapter 280 Arriving Late
The bull demon said in a deep voice:
“I agree to send an envoy, and we should choose a clever demon king to go.”
No one could predict how Fairy Hu would react after learning of their plan, so only a clever demon king could complete the mission.
Azure Dragon smiled slightly and said:
"In that case, the Black Wolf Demon King is the only suitable candidate for this envoy."
Among the many demon kings, this wolf demon was the most cunning, and I became suspicious of his actions several times.
Being an envoy carries certain risks. If we can use the power of a transformed demon to teach him a lesson, it will be beneficial for him.
Black Wolf shook his head. "I feel that the suggestion just now was a bit hasty and needs to be discussed again."
Hu Yuniang was not very satisfied with the progress of the demon kings and was urging them to hurry up.
If we go to discuss the retreat now, we're bound to get into trouble.
The Black Wolf Demon King bared his teeth and continued:
“Yuanhe Mountain must be nearing its end. If we put in a little more effort, we can definitely flatten its gates.”
Why would I risk being an envoy if there were no benefits?
If it succeeds, everyone benefits; if it fails, only you will suffer.
The turbulent events outside the sect had nothing to do with Crimson Flame Peak, and Ji An remained calm and focused on his cultivation.
He felt a slight improvement in his cultivation level every day, which made him feel physically and mentally happy.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and it was noon on this day.
Ji An was still cultivating. As the Green Wood Everlasting Spring Technique circulated, various colored lights danced around him, entering his mouth and nose with each breath.
The pale black Gui water emanated a moistening aura. After being absorbed by the Dao seed in the Yongquan acupoint, it was expelled and then merged into the kidneys.
The cloud-like patterns on the surface of the kidneys seemed to have spread slightly, making them appear exceptionally lively.
The nourishing yellow light of the Earth element permeated the air, and its spiritual essence was absorbed by the Hou Tu Zeng Yuan Dao Seed in the Chongmen acupoint and integrated into the spleen.
The orange-red Ding Fire spirit light was plundered from the surrounding fruit trees and inhaled into his mouth and nose along with the pale golden Bing Fire of the sun in the sky.
When the elements of Bing and Ding combine, pale golden patterns appear on the surface of the heart, covering an area of about 30%.
A unique drop of spiritual liquid manifested. If Liu Yu knew this, he would be incredibly surprised, as he only achieved the Heart Fire Transformation Liquid at the late Foundation Establishment stage.
Ji An is a cultivator who practices wood-based techniques, but all of this happened here naturally and effortlessly.
The elements of Jia and Yi wood intertwine on the surface of the liver, inseparable.
The bluish-green vein-like patterns almost completely cover the liver. In the Yuquan acupoint, the color of the Yi Wood Rejuvenation Seed changes between emerald green and withered yellow, as if it has experienced life, death, decay, and prosperity. In the Huagai acupoint, the color of the Myriad Things Life Seed is dark green, and the meaning of flourishing is burgeoning.
In his spiritual perception, Ji An felt as if he had transformed into a forest.
The giant tree stands tall and upright, enduring the harsh winds and frosts, resisting the ravages of time.
In the forest's understory, shrubs grow in clusters, vines intertwine, and fragrant grasses grow lushly.
Spiritual energy flows through the immortal veins, and a special rhythm resonates within the body.
Ji An didn't need to deliberately activate the technique; the Green Wood Everlasting Spring Technique operated on its own.
The patterns on the surface of the liver shimmer with emerald green, revealing the power of budding growth.
The water in the kidneys and the earth in the spleen are drawn upon by the liver's divine will. Under the illumination of the heart's fire, the power of growth flourishes, and the patterns on the surface of the liver turn dark green.
The lungs exude a desolate, lifeless energy, and the patterns on the surface of the liver lose their vitality, gradually turning yellow and withering, just like life itself fading away.
The luster of the patterns grew increasingly dim, but the vitality within them receded and lay dormant.
Life, death, decay, prosperity, and transformation occur naturally and harmoniously.
The liver, representing wood, shines with a bluish luster; the heart, representing fire, bursts forth with a vibrant red light; the spleen, representing earth, reveals a warm and moist yellow radiance; the lungs are silvery-white; and the kidneys, representing water, are profoundly heavy with ink-like meaning.
The five colors of light alternated in brightness and darkness, and the different types of Daoist practices were completely synchronized with the brightness and darkness of the light on the surface of the five internal organs.
The power of the five elements circulates, forming a balanced closed loop.
With Ji An's seated position as the center, a field of about ten feet in size was formed.
Grass sprouts on the ground, trees grow, flowers bloom, and then slowly wither, in an endless cycle.
Moreover, the area is filled with the fresh scent of grass and the delicate fragrance of flowers.
This is the manifestation of the divine will of the cultivation method; everything else is an illusion.
Several white jade bees flew over, wanting to stop on the flowers to collect nectar, but they could not stay and wandered around in vain.
The Green Wood Everlasting Spring Technique circulated continuously, and the spiritual energy was refined into emerald green magic power containing a budding and vigorous aura.
The magical energy flowed within the immortal veins, which were emerald green in color and nourished by strands of wood-elemental energy.
Finally, the magic power flowed into the dantian, and a light drizzle began to fall in the sea of magic power.
The stone tortoise swam happily, its carapace smooth and shiny.
As noon approached, the sunlight grew increasingly intense.
The burning sensation in his immortal veins pulled Ji An back to reality from his 'clouds', and he slowly finished his practice.
The strange phenomenon manifested by the divine intent of the cultivation technique also disappeared, and the white jade bee, which had failed to collect honey, flew away contentedly.
The practice was not over yet. Ji An began to circulate the secret technique, and a pale silver life light appeared in his kidneys, like a lively little fish.
Suddenly, as if a light flashed, the small fish split in two, each staying in one of the two kidneys. Ji An felt that the light of life seemed to have changed.
Half an hour passed, the sun was overhead, and it was noon.
The light vanished completely the moment the sunlight was at its strongest.
Ji An opened his eyes; only then did he finish his morning's cultivation.
Starting from the first quarter of the hour of Mao (5-7 AM), it lasts for three and a half hours.
He looked down at the spiritual objects beside him. The jade bowl was empty, not a drop of spiritual water remained; the Azure Dragon Wood and the Dark Yellow Soil had lost all their color.
When you touch it with your finger, the Azure Dragon Wood scatters like sand.
Ji An stood up, stretched, and muttered to himself:
"It feels so good to feel powerful every moment!"
Just as he was about to step away, a peach fell from a nearby fruit tree and was about to hit the ground.
Ji An activated his object manipulation technique, reached out and grabbed a peach, which flew into his hand.
Looking at the bright red peaches, Ji An burst into laughter.
He put away the spiritual fruit and strolled back to the edge of the cold pool.
The lunch table was already set, and the wine was poured.
Ji An sat down and said gently:
"Cuihua, the second-grade mid-level spiritual herbs have begun to mature. You guys go and pick some later and put them in gift boxes."
Tell Songtao that each person will be rewarded with five spirit stones after the harvest.
Second-grade mid-level spiritual fruits are much more precious. He plans to give four to his master, two each to his Uncle-Master Jia Yu and Uncle-Master Zhang Zizhao, and one to each of his close fellow disciples.
As for other friends I'm quite familiar with, I won't send them any gifts.
"Yes, ma'am," Zhang Cuihua replied with delight, feeling smug at the prospect of receiving more spirit stones as a reward.
The following day, Ji An finished his morning training and rode the Flame Banner away from Crimson Flame Peak.
A streak of pale blue flame stretched across the sky, hurtling towards the direction of Ningcui Cliff.
In terms of flight speed, piloting a magical artifact is much faster than using a flying shuttle.
Crimson Flame Peak is quite far from Emerald Cliff. If you use a flying shuttle, it would take three hours to travel there and back.
However, riding the Flame Banner, the round trip only takes two hours.
He landed on the summit of Ningcui Cliff and stepped into the cave.
"Greetings, Master! Haha, my senior sister and senior brother are here too, so I can save myself a trip."
Ji An took out a gift box made of top-grade Xuan Yang wood, which was carved with auspicious and longevity patterns.
"Master, the second-grade mid-level spirit peaches from Crimson Flame Peak are ripe. I'm sending a few to you today as a token of my respect."
Ge Ying's eyes were bright, and her smile was broad and full of satisfaction:
“For Lingon, the harvest is the happiest time. I accept it!”
She sighed inwardly. It had taken her more than forty years to cultivate a mid-grade second-tier spirit peach, while this disciple seemed to have only spent more than twenty years.
Such a large gap made her, as the master, feel a little embarrassed.
Ji An then took out two smaller gift boxes and said:
"Senior brothers and sisters also get a share."
Liu Yu and Ge Luoying accepted the gift box and expressed their gratitude.
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Groying said:
"Junior brother, have you received the news? A cultivator at the Chaoyuan stage has appeared among our generation of disciples!"
There was a hint of pride in her expression, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned.
Ji An nodded slightly:
"As expected, a few days ago I went to the Treasure Pavilion and learned from Uncle-Master Jia Yu that the Peiyuan Pill had been completed."
If I'm not mistaken, the cultivator who broke through is Senior Brother Li Haoran from Yingyue Peak, right?
Liu Yu interjected:
"The truth is not hard to guess. Among the sect members, the one with the greatest potential to break through is none other than Senior Brother Li."
"The emergence of another sword cultivator at the Chaoyuan stage at Yingyue Peak is a great blessing for the sect."
He believes that once Li Haoran has matured over a decade or two, he will be able to reach the level of his senior uncle, Lin Qiubai.
In a few years, he should be able to achieve the level of being invincible during the Chaoyuan era.
A dozen or so flying boats, each the size of a small mountain, sailed side by side, with magnificent buildings and pavilions perched atop them.
Inside the largest building, a banquet was in full swing, with the Golden Elixir cultivators enjoying fine wine while watching the dancers gracefully perform.
A burly man with a rugged face put down his wine glass, the wine dripping down his slightly reddish beard, a gloating expression on his face:
"We'll be able to enter the Western Continent in two more days. I've heard that the demon calamity has already broken out. I wonder if those cultivators can withstand the attack of the demon beasts."
The beautiful female cultivator beside the burly man smiled faintly and said:
"It's probably impossible to withstand it, but if those cultivators stay hidden in the sect's great formation and don't come out, they should be able to hold out for a few years without any problem."
In her eyes, the Western Continent was a barren land, unlikely to produce any exceptionally talented cultivators; otherwise, there would be no need for our Central Continent to send cultivators here to participate in the war.
This year, a major attack by sea monsters broke out in the East Sea region. Several major sects near the sea issued bounties, attracting a large number of cultivators to the area.
Therefore, the number of cultivators to be dispatched to the Western Continent was delayed for several years before they finally set off.
The burly man cupped his hands and said:
"Master Qiongxiao, we are about to enter the Western Continent. I wonder what requirements Master Taixuan has for us?"
Should we actively participate in the battle, or simply assist in defense?
Upon hearing the burly man's question, the other real people all perked up their ears to listen.
Tai Xuan Zhenjun is a Nascent Soul cultivator and is in charge of this support mission.
Qiongxiao is Zhenjun's disciple, so she should know some inside information.
They are not prepared to fight unless the real people interfere with their actions.
(End of this chapter)
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