Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 339 Bitter Bamboo
After all, although the flying swords of old man Kuzhu are not very powerful, their spirituality is quite high. It is obvious that they are his life-saving objects that have been carefully nurtured for hundreds of years.

When he heard Nie Zhaonan say that his sword formation was forcibly broken, the old man Kuzhu couldn't help but twitch his cheerful face, but he quickly recovered. When he heard Nie Zhaonan's subsequent praise, he smiled happily again:
"It is not my good fortune to obtain the ten-thousand-year-old bitter bamboo. I was only favored by my predecessors and appointed as the master of this bitter bamboo island. When I first formed the elixir, I was just an ordinary elixir cultivator. How could I have the ability to find the ten-thousand-year-old bitter bamboo?"

Hearing this, Nie Zhaonan's eyes flickered, and he thought to himself: This old man Kuzhu is indeed somewhat special.

But he said with an undeniable expression:
"To be valued by our predecessors, Fellow Daoist Kuzhu is an extraordinary person."

It is considered good if a Jindan cultivator can refine his own magical weapon using thousand-year-old spiritual wood. There are very few who can refine their own magical weapon using several thousand-year-old spiritual wood.

Apart from Han Li and himself, who were just hanging around, the old man Kuzhu in front of him was the first person he had seen who had used a tree that was over ten thousand years old to refine his own magic weapon.

Hearing Nie Zhaonan's words, Old Man Kuzhu forced a smile.

Before today, he was still somewhat arrogant, but after being defeated easily by a cultivator of the same level today, the arrogance that had originally existed in his heart had dissipated when he admitted defeat.

Old Kuzhu was silent for a while, and suddenly his words became serious:

"Kuzhu Island is named 'Kuzhu' instead of 'Tianmulberry Sacred Tree'. Don't you think it's a little strange, Fellow Daoist Nie?"

Nie Zhaonan's expression changed, and he thought of something, and asked, "What do you mean, fellow Daoist?"

"I wonder if Brother Nie is interested in bitter bamboo?" Old Man Kuzhu went straight to the point.

"Of course." Nie Zhao nodded. "Bitter bamboo is also a top-level spiritual bamboo. I may not be able to use it, but if the price is right, I can collect it."

With the spiritual field in his hand, Nie Zhaonan is accustomed to collecting spiritual plants, which can be regarded as a small hobby.

Old Kuzhu was slightly pleased and explained slowly:

"The sacred bamboos on Bitter Bamboo Island have been growing for tens of thousands of years. There are also some that are ten thousand years old, and the youngest ones are three thousand years old."

"For collection purposes, you certainly don't care about the age of the bitter bamboo, but three thousand years old bitter bamboo is also of extraordinary value. If you are willing to take out two bottles of elixirs that can improve the mana of a late Nascent Soul cultivator, I will take the bitter bamboo without saying anything."

In fact, he hoped that Nie Zhaonan would exchange it for the Ten Thousand Year Old Bitter Bamboo, so that he could take the opportunity to exchange it for more elixirs, but he also heard from his words that this possibility was not great.

He had no choice but to follow Nie Zhaonan's words. Although the amount of elixir obtained in exchange for three thousand years of bitter bamboo was less, it was better than nothing.

"Two bottles of pills?" Nie Zhaonan thought for a moment and said, "This price is fair. Let's do as you wish."

After saying that, Nie Zhaonan flicked his sleeves and two white jade bottles appeared. As soon as they appeared, they slowly floated towards Old Man Kuzhu.

This fellow Daoist Nie indeed had some elixirs. A hint of surprise flashed in old man Kuzhu's eyes. He took the jade bottle in his hand without hesitation and quickly checked it. The elixir in the bottle was exactly the same as the elixir that Nie Zhaonan used to trade for the Wanmu Formation to improve his magic power.

He immediately put the jade bottle into the storage bag on his waist, then stood up and clasped his fists towards Nie Zhaonan and the other two.
"Please wait a moment, fellow Taoists. I will be back soon."

Before he finished speaking, old man Kuzhu suddenly emitted a dazzling light, which turned into a green rainbow and fled out of the hall in a flash, looking very impatient.

The hall was not quiet for long. Nie Zhaonan looked at Yuan Yao and asked with some interest:
"How confident are you that you can kill the Lord of Kuzhu Island just now?"

Yuan Yao smiled and said happily:
"I have already used all my strength just now. As long as the Heaven-shaking Bell falls completely, this old man Kuzhu will definitely be trapped inside."

“If I activate the sound of the Soul-Calming Bell again, then the opponent won’t be able to activate the restrictions on the island. Even if he has an unknown life-saving magical power, without sufficient mana support, he won’t be able to exert much strength.”

"I am 100% sure that I can kill him."

Yuan Yao was unreserved, she knew clearly who everything she had came from.

“The sound of the Soul-Shaking Bell has the strange effect of stagnating the magic power in the body of a cultivator, making it impossible to defend against it.” Nie Zhaonan nodded slightly, fully recognizing Yuan Yao’s strength.

Yuan Yao's eyes curved into crescents, and she said softly:
"It's all thanks to my husband who gave me so many rare materials. The Heaven-shaking Bell is a special and powerful weapon. It has been nourished by so many materials and has become so powerful. It has incredible effects in defense, trapping enemies, and killing people."

"It's thanks to you, Yuanyao, that you've done a good job. Your husband's efforts have not been in vain." Nie Zhaonan touched her smooth forehead lovingly.

"Eh," Yin Yue felt a little jealous and said coquettishly, "Master is too partial. He dotes on Yuan Yao so much, and I am still here."

Nie Zhaonan raised his eyebrows, knowing that Yin Yue wanted to hear good words, he curled his lips, leaned close to her ear, and said with a wicked smile:

"Yuan Yao is a little too young, but Yin Yue is more attractive."

Suddenly, a blush crept up onto Yin Yue's snow-white cheeks. She turned her head to the side and muttered softly:

"Master, you can't praise anything else." She couldn't hide the joy in her voice.

"If your husband doesn't like it, Yuanyao can be more mature." Her voice was cautious.

"Who doesn't like a sweet and well-behaved girl? I am no exception." Nie Zhaonan did not hide his thoughts at all.

Yin Yue is the princess of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan, and also the favorite concubine of the Tiankui Wolf King. With the dual noble identities of princess and queen consort, Nie Zhaonan is filled with a desire to conquer.

Yuan Yao, this well-behaved "maid", brought him an all-round sense of control and satisfaction.

Both of them are peerless beauties, and Nie Zhaonan likes them both.

"Yeah." Yuan Yao nodded slightly. She was not inferior to her sister Yin Yue. They just had their own advantages and things that their husbands liked.

Having experienced more absurd things before, she could quickly adjust to such explicit words. Yin Yue looked normal and asked without any scruples:
"My husband collects sacred mulberry trees and bitter bamboos. What do these spiritual trees do? My husband also likes to collect various spiritual herbs and medicines. I don't believe this is just a simple hobby. Is this my husband's little secret?"

Although it was normal for a cultivator to collect some treasures, she always felt that Nie Zhaonan had other purposes that she didn't know about, and she was very curious.

Knowing that Yin Yue was just curious, Nie Zhaonan did not get angry, but just said without comment:
"You already know this is a secret, why are you still asking? Can a secret still be considered a secret if it is known by others?"

After saying that, Nie Zhaonan kissed Yin Yue's red lips, blocking her mouth.

"Hmm" Even though Yin Yue was curious, she couldn't speak at this moment.

Yuan Yao leaned forward, poked out her little head, blinked her clear big eyes, and looked at it seriously.

After a while, feeling the big hand reaching deeper into her clothes and getting more and more presumptuous, Yin Yue pushed her man away. After all, this was someone else's territory, and she was still a little hesitant to let go. It would be bad if Old Man Kuzhu suddenly returned and saw her losing control.

In fact, her worries were unnecessary. Since Nie Zhaonan dared to do it, he was naturally not afraid of being seen by outsiders. His spiritual sense had been exploring the situation nearby.

Although there are restrictions blocking this place, Nie Zhaonan's spiritual sense is so powerful that he can immediately spot Old Man Kuzhu as long as he approaches the one-mile area in front of him.

After tidying up her messy palace skirt, Yin Yue said with some resentment: "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. I don't want to know yet."

There was something duplicity in her tone.

"Husband, have a cup of tea." At this time, Yuan Yao held a cup of brewed spiritual tea and brought it to Nie Zhaonan's mouth.

Nie Zhaonan smiled slightly, opened his mouth, and drank the Tiansang tea in one gulp, revealing a look of satisfaction.

Putting down the teacup, Yuan Yao also used her hand to wipe the water stains from the corner of Nie Zhaonan's mouth, her movements as gentle as a young wife.

"Sister Yuan Yao is really a caring little cotton-padded jacket for your husband. I am a little envious of her." Yin Yue pursed her lips and said softly.

"There's no use in being envious, Yuan Yao is mine." Nie Zhaonan said with some pride.

"Hmph." Yin Yue snorted, poured herself a cup of tea and moistened her lips.

Soon, old man Kuzhu came in with a jade box in his hand, and placed the jade box in front of Nie Zhaonan without saying a word.

Looking at the jade box, Nie Zhaonan was surprised, not for any other reason, but because the jade box in front of him was too big.

This jade box is about ten feet long and several feet wide.

Nie Zhaonan opened the lid of the box without hesitation, and suddenly a green light appeared in the box.

A whole bamboo lay quietly inside, as if it had just been dug out. Its entire body was interwoven with light green and eye-catching white, filling the entire jade box and was slightly thicker than an ordinary person's arm.

This is just a three thousand year old bitter bamboo, and it is so large. In terms of volume alone, the golden thunder bamboo cannot compare with it at all.

Seeing the surprise on Nie Zhaonan's face, Elder Kuzhu explained at the right time:

"Among all the spiritual bamboos, bitter bamboo is undoubtedly the largest in size. I only consumed two thousand-year-old bitter bamboos to refine 365 flying swords."

"Yes." Nie Zhaonan nodded, "This bamboo is indeed unique in its shape."

When he refined seventy-three Yimu Divine Thunder Swords, he consumed seven stalks of Heavenly Thunder Bamboo.

If you are not too concerned about the power of magic weapons, one bitter bamboo is enough to refine several magic weapons.

Of course, although the magic weapon made from ten thousand year old bitter bamboo is far inferior to the one made from golden thunder bamboo, it is not much worse.

After looking at the bitter bamboo in the box again and making sure there was nothing wrong with it, Nie Zhaonan put it away.

Then Nie Zhaonan stood up and said goodbye without hesitation: "Since the transaction is completed, I will not stay here any longer."

Yin Yue and Yuan Yao also stood up and walked slowly out of the hall with him.

“Haha.” Old Man Kuzhu said with a smile, “I also need to hurry up and retreat to refine the Creation Pill, so as to avoid losing the medicinal power of the Creation Pill. Therefore, I will not try to keep you, fellow Taoist.”

That being said, Old Man Kuzhu still accompanied them all the way and sent Nie Zhaonan and the other two out of Kuzhu Island. He witnessed the three of them transform into three stunning rainbows and fly away.

In the blink of an eye, the escaping light disappeared without a trace from the distant sky.

After standing in the air for a long time, the old man Kuzhu sighed and muttered to himself:
"The existence that makes many fellow Taoists so fearful is indeed worthy of its reputation. I have the body of a wood spirit, but I am not even as good as his Taoist partner."

"It's useless to think too much. With the Good Fortune Pill in hand and twelve bottles of elixirs that can increase the mana of late Nascent Soul cultivators, I should be able to successfully cultivate to the late Nascent Soul stage and advance more than half the distance in this realm."

“By then, I will have become a truly top-notch Nascent Soul cultivator. Maybe I will have a chance to see a higher realm in this lifetime.”

After calming down, a flash of inspiration appeared on the old man Kuzhu's body, and he fled straight to the Kuzhu Island below.

In the Zixiao Cave, Nie Zhaonan appeared in front of a secret room shrouded in restrictions, with a thoughtful look on his face.

The trip to Kuzhu Island was indeed a bit of a surprise to him. His original intention was to get the Tiansang sacred tree, but he unexpectedly obtained bitter bamboo and several other spiritual woods. However, this was not the biggest gain of this trip. The Ten Thousand Trees Array passed down from the spiritual world was the biggest surprise of this time!

The reason he was able to trade these treasures was, on the one hand, that he had a good reputation in Dajin, which made Old Man Kuzhu trust him a little.

On the other hand, the elixir that Nie Zhaonan took out was precious enough.

Not to mention the extremely valuable elixir of Creation, which can improve the magic power of the late Nascent Soul stage, how many people in Dajin can produce it, let alone produce as many as twelve bottles at once.

Nie Zhaonan believed that even those old guys in the Spirit Transformation Stage couldn't do it.

Just as Nie Zhaonan was thinking about the things on Kuzhu Island, suddenly, the restriction in the secret room was broken and the huge stone door slowly rose.

A graceful figure walked out with lotus steps. She had a delicate face and clear, bright eyes that occasionally flashed a gleam of light, as if there was infinite wisdom hidden in them.

It was Xin Ruyin who had been in seclusion for a long time. Now her cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and she was no longer holding back her sisters.

"Husband, why are you here?" When Xin Ruyin saw Nie Zhaonan waiting at the door, her face showed surprise and she trotted into his arms.

After more than twenty years of seclusion, Xin Ruyin was very happy to see her beloved as soon as she came out.

However, these years of seclusion were not that difficult to endure. After all, with sufficient pills to take, Xin Ruyin could always feel the improvement of her magic power.

"Of course I'm here to pick you up from confinement." Nie Zhaonan put his arm around her slender waist and said with a smile.

"I don't believe that my husband is so idle that he is still paying attention to the time when I will come out of seclusion." Although she said so, she couldn't hide the joy on her jade cheeks at all. It was obvious that she was very pleased that her husband waited for her here specially.

(End of this chapter)