Immortal Abode Beast Taming

Chapter 626 Shengtian Banzi
As the ashes slowly fell, Jue Wu Gou standing beside him looked a little dazed, his eyes full of disbelief.

Gao Liwei, the black-robed man who had previously forced him into a desperate situation and nearly took his life with his suffocatingly powerful Jindan cultivation, was now turned into nothingness by the mysterious man in the fiery red robe in just a short moment.

This shocking scene caused countless questions to surge in Jue Wu Gou's mind.

He guessed that the cultivation level of the mysterious man in front of him might have surpassed the Golden Core stage and reached the legendary Nascent Soul stage.

But on second thought, if that was true, why would Gao Liwei rashly launch an attack?

Obviously, in Gao Liwei's perception, this mysterious man was still at the Jindan level, which prompted him to take a gamble and give it a try.

This should be the case, but Gao Liwei could not have imagined that this person's cultivation was so domineering. Even if he was only at the Golden Core stage, he could still kill him with ease. As both of them were cultivators who used fire, the difference in combat power was too big.

"Thank you, senior, for saving your life."

Jue Wu Gou came back to his senses and quickly bowed, his tone full of sincerity and gratitude.

He knew that if this mysterious man had not appeared in time, he would probably have died.

The mysterious man smiled, that smile was warm and deep, as if it could see into people's hearts.

"No need to be polite. I am here only to repay an old favor. There is no direct connection between you and me."

The mysterious man in red robe, who had retracted his magical powers, seemed somewhat gentle at this moment, but Jue Wu Gou had just witnessed this man displaying his divine power and refining Gao Liwei, and he still could not hide his uneasiness in his heart.

As the ashes dissipated, the shock in Jue Wu Gou's heart gradually subsided. He mustered up his courage, saluted the mysterious red-robed man again, and asked sincerely:
"I will never forget your life-saving grace, Senior. I don't know your name, but I will remember it in my heart and report your kindness to Grandmaster Fang Qingyuan."

When the mysterious man heard this, his eyes flickered slightly, as if he was touched by the name "Fang Qingyuan", but then he regained his indifference and detachment.

"The name is just a code name, why bother with it so much?"

He spoke softly, with a hint of complex emotions in his voice that was hard to detect.

But seeing Jue Wu Gou's firm attitude, the mysterious man sighed softly and seemed to have made some decision.

"Well, since you insist on knowing, I will tell you that in the world of cultivation, I am called 'Honglian'. However, just remember this name, no need to say more."

"Senior Honglian!"

When Jue Wu Gou heard this, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. This person's magical powers were amazing, and he must not be an unknown person. If his ancestor knew about this, he would definitely know his origins.

But he also understood that the senior did not want to say more, and naturally he had his reasons, so he bowed again and said, "Senior Honglian's great kindness and virtue, Jue Wu Gou will definitely remember it, and pass it on to Ancestor Fang Qingyuan."

The Red Lotus monk waved his hand lightly, and the Flame Prison Pearl left behind by Gao Liwei floated into the air. The pearl still emitted a faint black glow, as if it still retained the residual heat of the previous battle.

Monk Honglian stared at this powerful magic weapon, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he slowly said:

"This bead is called the Flame Prison Bead. It is a rare fire-attributed magical weapon that contains extremely hot flame power. It is a rare item for cultivators who practice fire-related techniques. However, for me, although it is good, it is not what I want."

After saying that, Monk Honglian gave a light push, and the Flame Prison Pearl slowly flew towards Jue Wu Gou as if being pulled by an invisible force.

"Although your battle with Gao Liwei was full of dangers, you also demonstrated your courage and potential. This pearl is given to you as a gift of fate, as well as an affirmation and encouragement to you."

Jue Wu Gou looked at the flying Flame Prison Pearl with gratitude in his eyes, and bowed quickly:
"Thank you, Senior Honglian, for your generous gift!"

The Red Lotus monk nodded slightly, with satisfaction flashing in his eyes:

"The power of the Flame Prison Pearl is extraordinary, but it must be used with caution. Remember, although the magic weapon is powerful, it still needs to be controlled by a person. If your cultivation and state of mind can match it, it will be a powerful helper on your path of cultivation."

After saying this, the Red Lotus Monk’s figure gradually blurred, and finally turned into a dazzling red light and disappeared into the sky.

Watching the Red Lotus monk walking away, ripples appeared in Jue Wugui's heart.

He couldn't help but sigh: "The ancestor is really amazing. He saved my life with just a favor. When will I be able to get to this point and be able to give others such a big help at a critical moment?"

Jue Wujiu's yearning was mixed with a bit of self-mockery. He thought he was so great that he looked down upon everyone except those veteran Jindan cultivators in Baishan. However, he almost lost his life after being out for just a short time.

Seeing Gao Liwei's end with no body left, Jue Wu Gou became alert and decided to avoid offending enemies when he was out.

Unfortunately, Gao Liwei's robes, storage bags and other supplies were all burned up by the Red Lotus monk's fire magic, leaving only a Flame Prison Pearl.

Jue Wu Gou felt the faint fluctuations of spiritual light coming from all around him. It was obvious that the battle just now had aroused the curiosity of many cultivators. Now that the battle was over, some brave ones were ready to come over to see the situation.

Only then did Jue Wu Gou realize how miserable he was. His robe had become rags, his shoulder was burned, and his face was black and black. He looked so embarrassed.

However, having destroyed a powerful enemy who harbored great ill will towards the Qingyuan Sect, Jue Wu Gou felt relieved. He chuckled a few times, put the Flame Prison Pearl into his storage bag, used his magical powers, turned around and flew towards the camel boat.

Before reaching Qiyun City, Jue Wu Gou swore that he would never come down.

In Qiyun City, a small but high-profile auction is being held.

Among those who join the club, the lowest level of cultivation are all Jindan cultivators. In such occasions, the Jindan cultivators who are supposed to be the leaders of a sect are just supporting roles. Only the Yuanying cultivators present are the protagonists of this auction.

In a corner of the auction, Fang Qingyuan, dressed in an elegant green shirt, sat with several Nascent Soul cultivators with a smile on his face, his words revealing an otherworldly temperament.

As the topic deepened, Fang Qingyuan's eyes occasionally swept across the dazzling treasures on the auction table, but more often, his attention was focused on the conversation with his good friend beside him.

They shared their adventures and interesting stories during the war of pioneering. The thrilling battles, unexpected turns, and hilarious episodes made the party full of laughter.

Suddenly, Fang Qingyuan changed the subject, his tone becoming more serious:
"The battle at the Little Demon Abyss was indeed a bit strange. I wonder what the Qinglian Sword Sect has been doing recently? That day was not a pleasant one, and the inner story is thought-provoking."

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding Nascent Soul cultivators all cast their concerned glances.

As an insider of the Qiyun City Council, Fang Qingyuan's current weight cannot be underestimated, and every word he says may reveal important information.

"The Qinglian Sword Sect has indeed taken some action." A Yuanying cultivator took over the conversation, "They have shrunk their sphere of influence and reduced contact with the outside world. We don't know what they are going to do."

Fang Qingyuan took a look at him. He was a Nascent Soul cultivator from Shuwu Peak, who was invited to attend the auction.

Another Nascent Soul cultivator added: "I heard that their Patriarch Nie hasn't returned to the sect for a long time. Could this be the reason?"

This person is the head of the Mu Ling Peak of the Five Elements Peak. He has a higher status, so Fang Qingyuan has to show him respect as a junior. This person came this time just for the news released by Fang Qingyuan, that in this auction, there will be fifth-grade low-grade elixirs refined by the Jade Rabbit Ancestor.

As soon as Fang Qingyuan came back, he started preparing for the auction. First, he wanted to cash in as soon as possible. Second, he wanted to publicize his relationship with Jade Rabbit Patriarch and raise some flags. Third, he wanted to gain some favors and expand his social circle.

"It is really admirable that Daoist Fellow Mu De was able to learn this kind of news."

The person who spoke was an outsider Nascent Soul cultivator, not a member of the Qiyun Sect. He was quite attentive to Mu De.

Nascent Soul cultivators are also human beings with their own desires. At this level, in this private circle, they behave very realistically.

"Haha, it's just some gossip. It's not guaranteed to be true. Just listen to it."

Mu De should be one of the three or two people with the highest status in this auction, because the elixir of Jade Rabbit Patriarch can only attract Nascent Soul cultivators of Mu De's status. People like Patriarch Zhou and those from Guanghui Pavilion and Wanbao Pavilion will not be tempted by it.

As the sale progressed, the auctioneer began to promote a series of treasures with an offshore style.

Most of these treasures have strange shapes and are made of rare materials. They emit unique spiritual fluctuations and are obviously from the distant overseas cultivation world.

"Please look, everyone. This is a magical coral weapon from the deep sea, called the 'Blue Wave Coral Staff', a top-grade third-grade weapon.

This staff is made from ten thousand year old corals and is blended with deep sea essence. It can not only increase the power of water spells, but also release a powerful water barrier in battle, forming a simplified version of the water realm, which can help the owner."

The auctioneer introduced it passionately. "It's an interesting magic weapon. Are you interested in buying it as a gift for your disciples?"

Fang Qingyuan whispered to himself while observing the reactions of the cultivators around him. He saw that many of them had interested looks on their faces, and they were obviously attracted by the power of this treasure.

In the end, this magic weapon was sold for more than 5,000 high-quality spirit stones, which was considered a small climax of the auction.

The following lots are even more varied, including the Storm Shell that can control the storm, the Sea Shadow Cloak that can hide the body in the waves, and the Moon Pearl that can absorb the essence of the moon and nourish the soul...

Each piece is of high quality, enough to significantly increase the strength of a Jindan cultivator.

As the auction progressed, the atmosphere in the entire venue became increasingly heated, and these Jindan monks showed great interest and enthusiasm for these exotic treasures from the outer sea.

Fang Qingyuan sat aside with a faint smile on his face, secretly calculating how many spirit stones he could get from this auction.

"Next, what we are going to auction is a highlight of this auction - the fifth-level low-grade elixir personally refined by Jade Rabbit Patriarch, the 'Lingrui Wanshou Pill'!"

The auctioneer's voice suddenly rose, as if carrying an irresistible magic, instantly attracting the attention of the entire audience.

"This pill condenses the essence of heaven and earth. After taking it, it is like being enveloped by auspicious air. It can not only make the cultivator's spirit reach an unprecedented peak, but also directly extend the cultivator's lifespan. For a Nascent Soul cultivator, an extra 200 years of lifespan is undoubtedly precious time to fight against the erosion of time and pursue a higher realm.

However, it is worth noting that the efficacy of the medicine will decrease with the number of times it is taken. After three times, its longevity effect will no longer be apparent, which makes each Lingrui Wanshou Pill particularly precious.

Therefore, the starting price of this pill is 10,000 high-grade spirit stones! Each bid increase must be no less than 1,000 high-grade spirit stones. "

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire venue suddenly became boiling, and the monks' discussions rose and fell, all revealing their desire and anticipation for this pill.

The head of Mude Peak turned to look at Fang Qingyuan and gave him an approving smile. He came here just for this pill.

The Qiyun Sect also has longevity elixirs, but they cannot be taken too often. Longevity elixirs with the same medicinal properties will cause resistance to the Nascent Soul magic weapon after taking them.

The elixir refined by the Jade Rabbit Patriarch and the longevity elixir refined by the Qiyun Sect have conflicting medicinal properties, so they have quite a few effects.

"Junior Brother Fang, you really didn't let us down." Master Mude turned around and gave Fang Qingyuan a grateful look, "Thank you very much this time."

Facing the praise and gratitude of Master Mude, Fang Qingyuan smiled slightly and responded:
"Brother Mu De, you are too polite. I am only acting on duty. I dare not act in accordance with the instructions of Jade Rabbit Patriarch and seek personal gain. Please forgive me, Brother."

Fang Qingyuan was speaking politely, but the auction floor was already buzzing with activity. Needless to say, the value of the elixir personally made by Jade Rabbit Ancestor was extremely high, so bids were heard one after another.

The leader of Mude Peak had no time to chat with Fang Qingyuan and directly joined the bidding.

Fang Qingyuan looked at the slightly crazy crowd. He leaned back on the big sandalwood chair with a smile on his face.

After the song ended, Fang Qingyuan saw everyone off. Looking at the departing high-level flying shuttles and spirit beast chariots, Fang Qingyuan stretched himself and slowly walked back to his own garden mansion.

In the house, Hu Bailing was counting the accounts. Seeing her husband coming back, she happily went up to tell Fang Qingyuan about the earnings for the night.

"My husband, in addition to the Jade Rabbit Patriarch's elixir, we will cash in most of the fine magic tools and spiritual materials obtained in the opening-up war in this auction. The total profit is 170,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Putting aside the various salaries to be paid, we also have a profit of nearly 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones."

Fang Qingyuan chuckled, lay down beside Hu Bailing, closed his eyes and hummed:
"continue."

Hu Bailing didn't care about this, but continued excitedly:
"We only auctioned three pills from Jade Rabbit Patriarch's three bottles of elixir this time, and sold them for a total of 220,000 high-grade spirit stones. Wow, that's more than we made from the entire development war."

Fang Qingyuan raised his eyebrows, looking shrewd and calculating. He glanced at Hu Bailing beside him and said with a smile:
"When doing business, you have to be steady and steady. If you sell all of it at once, you'll be left with nothing. This money is enough for Jade Rabbit Patriarch to build her precious garden in a leisurely manner for a while.

We can just sell them slowly, and earn some money in a few decades, what a wonderful thing!"

Hu Bailing smiled and said happily, "Husband, more than 200,000 high-grade spirit stones, it's exciting just to think about it. Now the Jade Rabbit Patriarch can tinker with her little garden at ease, and we can also take the opportunity to save more money for the family."

Fang Qingyuan patted the storage bag beside him, looking like a wealthy man: "Of course, this is called strategic reserve. Do you understand that it is a long-term plan? In a few decades, there will be another wave of wealth. Then, let those Yuanying old money people bleed a lot!"

Hu Bailing smiled somewhat wantonly: "Yes, yes, yes, let's just sit and wait for money to make money. By then, we will be the richest in Qiyun Sect. I wonder who will look down on us."

The two smiled at each other, with such tacit understanding and optimism, as if the future of the entire cultivation world was in their hands, and everything was so easy and happy.

At the same time, in the Little Demon Abyss, Huo Yaoer was directing a group of monks to dig the earth. She looked at the dark tunnel in front of her and felt depressed. She thought, "I am going to eat dirt here, while Hu Bailing can go back to Qiyun to be the mistress." This is really terrible.

In the next passage that Huo Yaoer couldn't see, at the dark and vast excavation site of the Little Demon Abyss, a Qi-refining monk was holding a magic shovel, inputting spiritual energy, and mechanically repeating the digging action.

All around him were scattered skull fragments, and the air was filled with an indescribable dullness and depression.

The long hours of work made the monk feel a little tired and irritable, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart:
"This place is simply a pit of death, with skeletons everywhere. I wonder how long it will take to clean it up."

Just when this person was getting bored and almost overwhelmed by the monotony and repetition, the tip of the shovel unexpectedly touched something hard and different.

He had an idea and quickly squatted down, carefully clearing away the loose soil around him.

As the soil peeled off, a piece of crystal-like jade-like finger bone gradually appeared, emitting a soft and mysterious luster in the dim light.

"what is this?"

As he was wondering, the man reached out and gently touched the finger bone.

The surface of the finger bones was as smooth as a mirror and felt warm to the touch, completely different from the rotten skull fragments around them.

He observed carefully and found that there seemed to be a faint fluctuation of spiritual power flowing on this finger bone. Although it was extremely weak, it was enough to prove its extraordinary nature.

"Could it be the remains of a powerful monk?" An irrepressible curiosity and excitement surged in this person's heart.

The change happened suddenly. The monk, who was originally immersed in curiosity and excitement, suddenly felt an irresistible suction coming from the finger bones in his hands.

The crystal-like finger bone seemed to come alive, and dazzling light began to flow on its surface, wrapping him tightly inside.

The monk was horrified to find that his spiritual power and blood were frantically flowing into the finger bone, while his own body was gradually becoming shriveled and weak.

"No! This is impossible!"

He tried his best to break free, but the force was too strong, far beyond his imagination.

The monks around had not yet noticed this sudden change and were still working hard.

As the last bit of essence and blood was sucked away, the monk's body fell to the ground with a bang and turned into a dried-up skin bag.

And after absorbing the essence and blood, the finger bone shone even brighter, as if it contained infinite vitality and power.

After a few breaths, a figure exactly like the monk who had just fallen slowly walked out of the shadows. His eyes were empty and deep, as if he had lost all emotions and memories.

But after a short while, a hint of confusion flashed in the eyes of the newly appeared monk, as if he had just woken up from a deep sleep.

He rubbed his temples, trying to clear his thoughts, but soon, the confusion was replaced by an inexplicable relief.

He slowly loosened his hands that were covering his head, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, with a barely perceptible sense of relief and liberation in that smile.

"Reincarnation means rebirth. I am alive again, brother. Haha, if you put yourself in the game, you are half a step ahead of heaven. Crazy Nie is not easy to fool."

He whispered to himself, with a hint of complacency in his voice.

Huo Yaoer still doesn't know all this.

(End of this chapter)