Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 232 Tianyi City

Moreover, even if he distributed several of the powerful ancient treasures to each of his fellow Taoists, there would still be quite a few left. The spoils of war and various opportunities he had gained since his practice were not mere talk.

The Fire Dragon Boy and the others came back to their senses from their meditation, and when they thought about the powerful top-level ancient treasure that Nie Yingyu had just used, they felt a little excited in their hearts, and they did not doubt Nie Zhaonan's words.

"Brother Nie has invited me, I will definitely attend!" The Fire Dragon Boy said without hesitation, clasping his fists. His voice was childish, but full of energy.

He had already fought a great battle with Hei Yao before, so he didn't need to participate in the final battle with the Mulan people. He just needed to return to the base in Tianyi City and talk to a few senior brothers before returning to Ancient Sword Sect.

"must."

The bald man and Tianjing Zhenren also echoed the words. Not to mention that Nie Zhaonan had invited them, there was no reason for them to miss the auction even if there was a treasure auction.

"But now that the war is imminent, what do you think of the current situation, Brother Nie?" The bald man did not see any sign of nervousness on Nie Zhaonan's face due to the coming war. Considering that even his Taoist partner was so extraordinary, he asked hesitantly, hoping to get some useful information.

However, his idea was doomed to fail. Nie Zhaonan could not tell everything he knew. He just analyzed the current situation and said:

"Although the Mulan people have almost fought with all their strength, and they have the help of the Great Jin, the overall strength of our Tiannan cultivation world is far greater than theirs. Previously, it was only the Nine Nations Alliance that resisted in the front and revealed a flaw, which was seized by the Mulan people. Moreover, as long as Yuanying cultivators like us are not targeted by powerful fellows, it is much easier for us to protect ourselves than low-level cultivators."

“Of course, if you’re targeted, just pretend I didn’t say anything.” Nie Zhaonan only thought about the last sentence in his mind and didn’t say it out loud.

Not only was the bald man a little disappointed when he didn't get the answer he wanted, but Tianjing Zhenren, who was listening attentively at the side, also sighed imperceptibly.

The Fire Dragon Boy, who had nothing to do with the subsequent battle, did not show any special expression.

Afterwards, Nie Zhaonan chatted politely with everyone, learned about the recent situation, and then returned to Tianyi City together.

However, after this battle, when the cultivators talked with Nie Zhaonan and his group, there was a hint of awe in their words.

After Nie Zhaonan and others arrived at Tianyi City, there was nothing much to say. After exchanging a few words of greeting, they left and returned to the sect’s headquarters.

In a corner of the city, there is a simply decorated hall.

Nie Zhaonan and his group sat on the wooden chairs in the middle of the hall, while sitting opposite them was the old monster Linghu, who looked both surprised and happy, and had a rather funny look on his face.

“Could it be that all of Nie Zhaonan’s fellow Taoists who were supposed to form a Nascent Soul have successfully done so?” When Old Monster Linghu saw Chen Qiaoqian, who had already become a Nascent Soul cultivator, he guessed in his heart with some disbelief.

Because Nie Ying was in charge of establishing the 'Treasure Pavilion' and organizing the 'Auction', Old Monster Linghu naturally knew that Nie Ying had already condensed his Nascent Soul. He did not think much about it then, but now that Chen Qiaoqian had appeared, he had no choice but to think deeply about it.

"Why didn't I see any signs of them forming babies?" Old Monster Linghu asked in surprise again.

Logically speaking, the commotion of forming a baby should be impossible to hide. Although he was curious, Old Monster Linghu did not ask this question out loud.

After all, for someone like him who has a short lifespan, the emergence of Nascent Soul cultivators in Huangfeng Valley is a great thing. Maybe he can even see the prosperity of Huangfeng Valley in his lifetime.

He spent most of his life in the sect, so naturally he had a special feeling for Huangfeng Valley.

"Junior Sister Chen didn't even inform you that she had conceived a baby. If outsiders knew about this, they would laugh at me, Linghu." Old Monster Linghu turned around and said to Chen Qiaoqian with a smile.

"Please don't blame me, senior brother. I just succeeded in forming a baby. I was busy consolidating my realm before, so I just came out of retreat not long ago." Chen Qiaoqian opened her red lips and explained with a smile. Her voice was clear and pleasant.

"Stabilizing the realm? That's extremely important. Because of Junior Brother Han's matter, I almost forgot that for Nascent Soul cultivators like us, the initial stage of the Nascent Soul is the time when we need to practice quietly and stabilize our realm." Upon hearing this, Old Monster Linghu slapped his forehead and said with a wry smile, with a hint of sadness and annoyance on his face.

"Now the rumor about Junior Brother Han escaping from Master Mulan at the early Nascent Soul stage is known throughout the city. I just don't know when he will be able to return." Nie Zhaonan recalled that after entering the city, he heard the discussions of the cultivators from time to time, and he said this with some emotion.

After the last exit, Nie Zhaonan recalled the events about Han Li in his mind, silently comparing them with his memories:
"It seems that, apart from the things that were influenced by me, most of what Han Li experienced was the same as in the original book. Even his current cultivation is exactly the same."

Seeing Nie Zhaonan's indifferent face with a thoughtful look, as if he was concerned about Junior Brother Han's affairs, Linghu said at the right time:
"Junior Brother Han has just successfully formed his infant son. Although his strength far exceeds that of his peers, he escaped from Master Mulan's hands and is probably seriously injured. He must be recuperating in a secluded place. Although there is no good news about Junior Brother Han's return, the fact that there is no bad news is already the best news."

The tone of Linghu Old Monster's voice was very calm, and it was unclear whether it was because he was confident that Han Li would be able to return safely, or because he had been waiting for Han Li in Tianyi City for so long that his initial urgency had long since faded.

"Brother, you are right. This is how it should be." Nie Zhaonan nodded in agreement with Linghu Old Monster's words.

"Oh, right, when we came to the alliance meeting..."

Nie Zhaonan briefly explained to Linghu Old Monster how Nie Ying had killed the man in black, then said goodbye and took his fellow Taoists to their residence in the base.

Only Old Monster Linghu was left sitting alone on the wooden chair, with one hand supporting his forehead, as if he was pondering something.

"Is it true that my Huangfeng Valley is full of talented people?" After a long time, this seemingly plausible thought emerged in Linghu Old Monster's mind.

Linghu Laoguai's deep gaze passed through the hall and looked towards Nie Zhaonan's residence. He just smiled and shook his head.
At the same time when Nie Zhaonan and Linghu Laoguai were having a conversation, in a hall in the center of the city, a bald man who had just returned to Tianyi City with Nie Zhaonan and others was saying something respectfully to a green-haired old man.

The green-haired old man was none other than Wei Wuya, the great elder of the Nine Nations Alliance, who had a transaction with Nie Zhaonan not long ago.

"Great Elder, our chances of winning this battle were only 50-50. But after Nie Zhaonan and his group arrived, they and his Taoist companions, relying on several powerful treasures, easily killed the elders of the Yinluo Sect on the spot, and even his Nascent Soul could not escape." The big man spoke loudly, his face trembling with flesh. His expression was filled with joy of victory, but also with a hint of worry.

Afterwards, the big man described the scene vividly again, describing it in great detail, as if it had some special meaning. When the big man finished speaking, the entire hall became silent.

Wei Wuya had a pensive look on his face. His dark green nails looked extremely poisonous. They were half a finger long and struck the armrests of the wooden chair, making crisp sounds. The atmosphere seemed particularly weird.

"Just send it to them according to the bounty set by the alliance." Wei Wuya said without raising his head.

“Great Elder, don’t we need to take some measures against Fellow Daoist Nie? I guess his strength must be above Han Li, and he is even the strongest person in Huangfeng Valley. It is very likely that he will advance to the late stage in the future. This may have an impact on…” The bald man did not take the order and leave, but asked hesitantly, but he did not say the last few words directly.

"The old demon He Huan is also here. He knows this better than you do. Besides, the sphere of influence of our Nine Nations Alliance and the Heavenly Dao Alliance is separated by the two worlds of good and evil. We don't need to worry too much about it."

"Besides, we are in the middle of a war and it is not appropriate to engage in internal strife." Wei Wuya stopped tapping the armrest with his fingernails and explained lightly.

"You go down first." Wei Wuya still felt uneasy, and then reminded him: "Don't do anything tricky."

"I dare not." The bald man responded quickly, without a trace of falsehood in his words.

He was not a fool. Seeing the great elder treating Nie Zhaonan so seriously, he was more certain that Nie Zhaonan was not an ordinary cultivator. He would not go looking for trouble with Nie Zhaonan without knowing his own limitations.

Hearing this, Wei Wuya nodded and waved his hand as if he didn't want to say more.

The big man understood, said goodbye and left the hall.

"Since Fellow Daoist Hehuan is already here, why don't you show up and have a chat?" Wei Wuya looked towards the center of the hall, which was empty.

"Brother Wei, why don't you and I join forces to quietly eliminate the hidden danger of Nie Zhaonan?" The burly old demon Hehuan, dressed in black, appeared and suggested with a hint of murderous intent in his tone.

"What? Brother Yi is not sure he can take it down alone?" Wei Wuya asked instead of answering.

"There's something strange about him. Although he has only reached the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, he gives me a vague sense of threat, as if he has the ability to hurt me. I guess his cultivation is definitely not at the early stage. You know, I've only felt this feeling from Tianhen and a few other people." The big man in black robe said coldly with an icy voice.

"Mid-level cultivation?" Wei Wuya recalled the scene of trading Tianxing Grass with Nie Zhaonan, and guessed uncertainly.

"That's probably the case. He has only been practicing for two hundred years and has reached this level. Our three great cultivators have just reached the stage of infant formation during this period. If we leave him behind, he will definitely be a hidden danger in the future." The old demon Hehuan said expressionlessly, with no intention of wavering in his idea of ​​killing Nie Zhaonan.

"Brother Yi, you worry too much. I don't think Brother Nie is a person who is obsessed with power, fame and wealth. Instead, he is devoted to cultivation. Otherwise, his reputation would have spread throughout Tiannan long ago, instead of being unknown to so few people now." Wei Wuya shook his head and refused.

He then added, "And according to the information he revealed when he just returned to Tiannan, he has been practicing in another immortal cultivation world for these years, and is also the controller of a certain force. Whether he thinks highly of us in Tiannan is still a matter of debate."

After meeting Nie Zhaonan for the first time, Wei Wuya naturally investigated Nie Zhaonan's information in detail and believed that he still knew something about Nie Zhaonan.

"Brother Wei, can you tell me in detail?" asked the old demon Hehuan, still feeling uneasy.

"I don't know the details and can only rely on some speculations. The Mulan Grassland and the Tianlan Grassland have been occupied by the Mulan people and the Tuwu people for generations. There are no other forces or sects at all. I guess Nie Zhaonan should have been practicing in the Dajin immortal world over the years?" Wei Wuya said uncertainly.

No matter how hard he tried, he would never have imagined that Nie Zhaonan had used an ancient teleportation array to teleport across the continent to the Chaos Star Sea, which had long since cut off contact with Tiannan.

However, Wei Wuya's guess was recognized by He Huan Old Demon. Because no one knew about the ancient teleportation array, and the two of them had no way of knowing it, they could only get this result based on the existing information.

"Da Jin?" The old demon Hehuan murmured, with an imperceptible yearning in his tone.

"We have been trapped in the south of the country because we have to guard our respective sects in this life. We have not been able to go to the Great Jin Dynasty. It's a pity." Wei Wuya looked deeply at the old demon Hehuan and said with great regret.

The old demon Hehuan came to his senses, turned around and walked out of the hall without saying anything.

A few days later, in the Huangfeng Valley headquarters in Tianyi City, in a secret room with layers of restrictions set up outside, Nie Zhaonan sat cross-legged in the middle of the secret room, with a emerald green alchemy furnace placed in front of him. His eyes were slightly closed, and his face was solemn.

The alchemy furnace was three feet off the ground, suspended in the air and slowly rotating. A white infant fire completely enveloped the furnace. Nie Zhaonan was pinching an unknown spell in his hand, constantly hitting the furnace wall.

Every time a spell was cast on the alchemy furnace wrapped in infant fire, it emitted a five-colored glow, appearing brilliant and dazzling.

Waves of medicinal fragrance were emanating from the alchemy furnace. The aroma was mellow and tempting. Nie Zhaonan couldn't help but feel refreshed when he smelled it.

The pill is almost ready!
Thinking of this, Nie Zhaonan did not slack off at all. He chanted the spells in his hands faster and faster, carefully controlling the temperature of the infant fire and the progress of alchemy.

Nie Zhaonan looked calm, but he was a little nervous in his heart. Refining elixirs that could increase the magic power of cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage was much more difficult than refining elixirs in the past.

That day, the Xingcao and some other rare elixirs and auxiliary materials had been thrown into the Bi Bo Furnace one after another over the past two days.

Although these elixirs can be grown without restriction using the spiritual fields in the Zixiao Cave Heaven, Nie Zhaonan naturally wanted to successfully refine the elixir in one go, so that his accumulated alchemy skills would not be in vain.

Suddenly, the alchemy furnace paused and stopped turning, and at the same time a buzzing sound came from it.

The medicinal fragrance in the secret room suddenly became three times stronger.

(End of this chapter)