Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 107 Seed, Retreat Again

Nie Zhaonan did not deliberately conceal his identity information. Although he rarely appeared in public, he was still quite famous because of the Treasure Pavilion.

"I like to collect all kinds of treasures, spiritual medicines, spiritual woods, formations, refining books, materials, and pill recipes. As long as I don't have them and they are of equal value, I can exchange them for the things on the table." Nie Zhaonan said lightly, his voice neither hurried nor slow, and unusually calm.

After these words were spoken, everyone in the field became even more excited than before.

The people who came on stage before only asked for one or two things, either elixirs to improve their cultivation or help break through bottlenecks, or various precious refining materials. Nothing like Nie Zhaonan's requests were as extensive.

On the contrary, he was not surprised that Nie Zhaonan exchanged so many things for something that could not immediately improve his strength.

After all, because Nie Zhaonan opened the 'Treasure Pavilion', where he sold magical instruments, elixirs, puppets, formations and all kinds of other things, he gave people the impression of being a businessman who pursued profits, and it was understandable that he exchanged these things for something else.

A fat old man stood up, laughed a few times, and asked, "Hey, Brother Nie opened a shop as big as the Treasure Pavilion. You won't deny your promise after you've made it, right?"

He praised Nie Zhaonan so highly in his words, as if he was planning some bad idea.

Most of the people in the field looked like they were enjoying the show.

"Of course, as long as fellow Taoist can give me what I need?" Nie Zhaonan stood quietly with his hands behind his back.

There was still no fluctuation in his tone, and he did not have any extreme reaction to the old man's question. It was obvious that he did not take the fat old man's teasing words seriously.

Hearing this, the fat old man's face turned a little red. He stretched out his chubby and thick hands and took out the storage bag at his waist. An unknown seed the size of a thumb, round and dark brown in color, with a hint of white electric light around it appeared in front of Nie Zhaonan.

"This is the seed of the spiritual wood Wind and Thunder Shirt. It takes a thousand years for the Wind and Thunder Shirt to mature. A five thousand year old mature wood can be used as a material for refining magic weapons. It is also a rare spiritual wood with both wind and thunder attributes, so it is very valuable! I want to exchange it for the tendons of the sixth-level demon beast in Nie Zhaonan's hand!"

According to the thinking of ordinary cultivators, this seed is naturally an extremely useless thing. Who present has the long life span to wait for it to grow in a thousand years? No one would be so ignorant as to trade such a useless thing.

But this seed is just right for Nie Zhaonan, and even in terms of price, it is more affordable than mature spiritual materials. He has a spiritual field that can ripen spiritual medicine, so there is no need to worry about whether he has enough life to wait for it to mature.

It seemed like a losing deal to outsiders, but Nie Zhaonan couldn't agree to it right away.

He stroked his chin, looking thoughtful, and hesitated for a long time before answering, "Just as you say."

After saying this, he sighed softly, as if he had suffered a great loss.

Afterwards, he casually took a red demon tendon taken from a cockscomb snake on the table and threw it to the fat old man.

The fat old man took the demon tendon and complimented him, "Fellow Daoist Nie is very generous!"

Then he threw the Wind and Thunder Shirt Seed in his hand to Nie Zhaonan.

Seeing that Fellow Daoist Nie and the fat old man successfully completed the transaction, the scene that many cultivators had imagined in their minds did not occur. Those who were preparing to watch the show were naturally disappointed. However, they did have some understanding of Fellow Daoist Nie's character, and it was most appropriate to say what he meant.

Then several people stood up and made deals with Nie Zhaonan.
Half a day later, Nie Zhaonan was walking alone on the streets of Tianxing City, playing with the Wind and Thunder Shirt seeds in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

The scene changed, and inside the cave, Nie Zhaonan was lying on a recliner with his eyes closed, but there was no trace of his hands, and no one knew how deep he had gone.

Yuan Yao, who was wearing a black dress that outlined her curvy figure, was now lying quietly in Nie Zhaonan's arms. Her jade-like fingers were circling on Nie Zhaonan's chest through his clothes, and a charming smile appeared on her beautiful face.

Nie Zhaonan asked lazily, "Where are your three sisters?"

Nie Zhaonan carefully felt the warm touch on his body, holding the warm and soft beauty in his arms, and was in a very good mood.

Yuan Yao opened her slightly closed eyes, and a sweet voice like a silver bell rang out: "Sister Ying'er is refining magic tools in the refining room. Now she can refine precious magic tools."

"Sister Ruyin is studying the formation manual she bought at the auction."

"As for Sister Qiaoqian, she should be in the Treasure Pavilion now, managing some daily affairs."

"Yuan Yao is really useless and can't help you at all."

After saying that, Yuan Yao sat up, her watery eyes showing both envy and some self-blame.

Nie Zhaonan pinched Yuan Yao's plump part hard, and her body trembled slightly. Her red lips opened slightly, and she groaned softly, feeling a little painful.

"I don't allow Yao'er to say such things. I really enjoy Yao'er's unique service!" Nie Zhaonan acted like a playboy who was indulging in flowers.

Then he comforted her softly, "Yuan Yao just needs to practice well and break through to a higher level as soon as possible. You don't have to worry about other things. The higher your cultivation level, the more help you can give to me."

Yuan Yao showed a charming smile on her face and agreed softly: "Yeah~"

Yuan Yao naturally knew what Nie Zhaonan meant by help. Even though she had been honest with him many times, she still helped the young master do that shameful thing.

But she was also somewhat looking forward to it, not knowing what that feeling would be like exactly, because she was the young master's personal maid, and even though the young master was practicing dual cultivation with the three ladies, she had witnessed it with her own eyes. That scene, when it flashed through her mind for a moment, made her body slightly hot, and she didn't dare to think too much about it.

"Young Master, are you going to go into seclusion again?" Yuan Yao asked reluctantly, feeling the warm hands moving around her body.

"Yes, cultivation is the most important thing. Even though I am very obsessed with Yao'er, I have to withdraw." Feeling Yuan Yao's depressed mood, Nie Zhaonan spoke half seriously and half sweetly.

"Sir, I'm not obsessed with Yao'er, I'm obsessed with the three charming sisters." Yuan Yao showed a sly smile in her eyes, as if she remembered something happy.

Suddenly, Nie Zhaonan leaned forward and kissed Yuan Yao's small lips,
In the Zixiao Cave, two three-meter-tall white spider monsters were playing in the spirit beast pen.

Nie Zhaonan stood aside, a smile appearing involuntarily on his face.

After he fed the blood jade spiders with soul-feeding pills and the flesh and blood of high-level monsters from time to time, and assisted with training in the soul beast pen, not long ago, these two blood jade spiders successfully advanced to become fourth-level monsters.

In the past forty years, the Blood Jade Spider has jumped three levels, which is much faster than that of ordinary monks.

"A fourth-level blood jade spider is already enough to take out the Void Heaven Cauldron, but for the sake of safety, we should continue to cultivate it."

"And besides entering the Xutian Cauldron to take the cauldron, the Blood Jade Spiders are not completely useless. The spider silk they spit out can even resist the Qianlan Ice Flame that even Nascent Soul cultivators fear like a tiger. It must be a rare material for refining weapons. It is also a good choice to use it to refine some clothes that are impervious to water and fire." Nie Zhaonan said to himself as he looked at the two Blood Jade Spiders, and at the same time threw a few Soul Feeding Pills and some monster flesh and blood into them.

When going to Xu Tian Ding, the higher the level and strength of the two blood jade spiders, the better.

After feeding the earth dragon some spiritual medicine and spirit-feeding pills, Nie Zhaonan walked towards the spirit beast pen where the gold-eating worm was.

I saw a large group of gold-eating bugs formed into a huge silver ball, quietly hanging on the branch of a spiritual tree in a spiritual beast pen, without any movement.

Seeing this, Nie Zhaonan did not show any surprise on his face. Normally, gold-eating bugs like to gather in a group.

After feeding some neon grass and the flesh and blood of high-level monsters, the special smell of neon grass and a bloody smell floated in the beast pen, as if a special signal was turned on and some switch was triggered.

The gold-eating bugs, which had been motionless, flapped their silver wings that were as hard as gold and iron and quickly pounced towards the colorful grass and the flesh and blood of the monster.

There was a rustling sound of eating coming from the spirit beast pen.

Nie Zhaonan did not leave all the gold-eating bugs on Biling Island to pick spirit stones, but instead left a thousand gold-eating bugs in the spirit beast pen for separate training.

Although there are no golden spots on the shells of these one thousand gold-eating insects, their entire bodies have swelled a lot and are now as big as half a fist. The aura on their bodies is very close to that of a demon beast in the Jindan stage.

After checking out the spiritual beasts in Zixiao Cave.

Nie Zhaonan's figure flashed and he appeared in the secret retreat room.

He did not start taking pills or practicing in seclusion.

The previously refined pills are not much left, and even if you take them, they will not last long and will be used up.

Moreover, in the waters of Silver Shark Island, the demon pills obtained from hunting demon beasts in the last three years have not yet been refined into pills. Nie Zhaonan plans to refine all the demon pills into pills that increase magic power, and then go into seclusion to practice magic power.

He reached out and took out the Bi Bo furnace from the storage bag and placed it in front of him.

This Bi Bo Furnace has three legs and two ears, and is emerald green in color. It is only about ten feet in size, quite miniature, but it is emitting spiritual light, which is more powerful than ordinary magic weapons. It is obviously extremely extraordinary at first glance.

He had spent many thousand-year-old spiritual woods, supplemented with other precious materials, to carefully refine this furnace, which was specifically used for refining pills.

With the help of this furnace, both the success rate and the quality of the pills will increase when refining pills.

This is also because Nie Zhaonan needed to refine a lot of elixirs and had enough resources, so he could refine the precious tripod of Bi Bo Lu. When other cultivators refine elixirs, the tripods they use are not as particular as Nie Zhaonan's.

After placing the demon pills and elixirs that had been prepared long ago on the ground one by one.

As soon as Nie Zhaonan opened his mouth, a stream of dark white flame gushed out. As the Dan Fire appeared, the temperature around it suddenly rose a few degrees, and even the air was shaking slightly. It can be seen that the power of this Dan Fire is extraordinary.

As his cultivation improved, the power of the Dan Fire also reached a higher level.

Nie Zhaonan nodded in satisfaction upon seeing this, and then he blew gently, and a dark white flame shot towards the Bi Bo Furnace in front of him, fell into the center of the furnace, and began to jump slightly.

As a blue level 6 demon pill was thrown into the pill fire, Nie Zhaonan used his spiritual sense to control the pill fire and slowly refined it.
The fire in the Bi Bo furnace has never been extinguished since then.

Nie Zhaonan's talent for alchemy is pretty good, and he also has a wealth of experience in refining demon pills into elixirs.

After all, the most important thing in alchemy is experience and proficiency. After practicing with thousands of demon pills, it can be said that Nie Zhaonan's alchemy skills are unmatched.

As Nie Zhaonan expected, the refining of the pill went very smoothly this time, without any problems, and the success rate was extremely high.

As soon as the alchemy was finished, Nie Zhaonan came out of seclusion and rested with a few women for a few days. Then he calmed himself down and entered the secret room again.

There was nothing for him to worry about in the outside world, as Nie Ying and several other girls were looking after the Treasure Pavilion.

As for their cultivation, except Yuan Yao who still has room for improvement, the other three women are all practicing the Dayan Jue with all their strength. They have already cultivated it to the third level and are trying to condense the golden elixir.

During this retreat, Nie Zhaonan planned to use up all the elixirs he had before leaving.

Sitting cross-legged on a green cushion in the secret room, Nie Zhaonan picked up a jade plate in front of him.

He opened the cork and poured out a longan-sized pill that was glowing red. He put it into his mouth with one hand, moved his throat slightly, and swallowed it.

Feeling the medicinal power in his dantian starting to heat up slightly, Nie Zhaonan silently recited the eighth level of Taiyi Shenlei Jue. He slowly closed his eyes and began to follow the route of the practice, mobilizing the medicinal power in his body to travel along the meridians and acupuncture points throughout his body, refining it into magic power.

Time flies, the sun and the moon rotate.

Nie Zhaonan practiced the Taiyi Divine Thunder Technique wholeheartedly in the secret room, and time passed by unknowingly.

The process of taking pills continuously and refining them into magic power is extremely boring.

Fortunately, he could feel the magic power in his dantian slowly increasing every moment, which provided Nie Zhaonan with great motivation.

Moreover, Nie Zhaonan was eager to improve his cultivation and yearn for immortality. He had a strong determination towards the Tao and could therefore endure this somewhat boring practice.

Eight years passed in the blink of an eye. The power of time seemed to have no effect on him. Nie Zhaonan, who was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, had not changed much. He was still as young and handsome, but his eyes, which were gradually opening, were slightly weathered.

During this retreat, Nie Zhaonan did not break through to the late stage of Jindan, and did not even reach the peak of the middle stage of Jindan.

The amount of mana accumulated required to practice Taiyi Divine Thunder Art is far beyond what ordinary top-level techniques can provide. As one practices Taiyi Divine Thunder Art to a higher level, the amount of mana that needs to be accumulated increases exponentially. However, the speed of refining pills is also many times faster than that of other practitioners.

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