Cultivating Immortals in Two Worlds: From Qing Fu to Primordial Chaos

Chapter 235 Getting Rich by Collecting Herbs

Two years passed in a blink of an eye.

Deep within the Yan Emperor's tribe, in a valley filled with innate pure yang energy, Yan Ju was surrounded by strong solar divine light. In an instant, his body changed, transforming into a deity with the posture of an innate god, with the scorching sun's light behind him, as if the sun star had descended to the earth.

The blazing light caused various pure yang energies in the surrounding heaven and earth to move abnormally.

The Sun God Seal deep between his brows radiated divine light like the rising sun.

After two years of hard training, he finally broke through to the upper god realm again. This time, he did not break through with the original Dao fruit, but with the great sun Dao fruit.

His entire body was like a pure yang god, with divine light flowing behind his head and his innate divine body stable.

The Yan Emperor and his wife looked on from a distance, with a hint of regret on their faces.

Even though he had a strong background, the fact that he broke through to the realm of the Supreme God in two years made the couple proud.

You have to know that Yan Ju is still far from becoming a true adult of the Yan Emperor clan!

This shows how outstanding and extraordinary his foundation is.

Seeing Yan Ju stand up, the couple immediately stepped forward and gave him a few words of encouragement.

“Yan Ju, even though you have cultivated the Sun God Body, you must not slack off in the future, lest you waste your talent!”

Yan Emperor had a solemn expression and was extremely strict in this regard.

Yan Ju nodded slightly.

After a slight pause, Emperor Yan continued.

"Your breakthrough happened just in time. The tribe will hold a Hundred Tribes Conference in a few days. Young people from all tribes will come to meet. As the prince of the Yandi tribe, you should meet these young talents on behalf of your father!"

"Ok?"

Yan Ju frowned.

Ting Xin, who was standing nearby, walked forward and pulled Yan Ju over, humming softly.

“Don’t take your father’s words to heart. You can go to the Hundred Clans Conference if you want. You have only been born for a short time, while those young gods have practiced for decades or even hundreds of years. Your father only cares about his face and doesn’t even care about your future!”

After hearing this, Emperor Yan became unhappy and said.

"Ting Xuan, don't spoil Yan Ju. He is the prince of the Yan Emperor tribe. How can he hide away and not show up?"

After saying that, he said again.

"Besides, Zhu Rong said that Yan Ju has mastered the Zhu Rong clan's "Secret Art of Fire Refining", plus the inheritance of my Yan Emperor clan, how can ordinary people be his opponent!"

"It's time to show off my elegance as the prince of the Yan Emperor clan!"

Yan Ju was not really concerned about this kind of conference of hundreds of races, but he thought it was good to broaden his horizons, so he tried to comfort Ting Xuan first.

"Don't worry, mother. I have acquired many skills recently and I have confidence!"

He is quite confident.

Although he was walking the path of the sun, he was actually not unfamiliar with it.

He had previously successfully used the "Origin Dragon God Sutra" to gather nine kinds of origins and integrate them into the Origin Dao Fruit, including the Sun Dao Fruit. As long as he was given more time, he could actually quickly reach the peak of the upper god realm, and even impact the origin realm of the Sun God.

Hearing this, Emperor Yan showed a slight look of satisfaction on his face.

Ting Xuan rolled his eyes at him and turned to Yan Ju.

"In that case, let's go to your father's treasure house and select a few useful magic weapons to help you!"

Upon seeing this, Emperor Yan immediately shook his head and smiled helplessly, but he did not object.

As the prince of the Yan Emperor's tribe, it was inevitable for Yan Ju to come forward.

In fact, if it weren't for the confrontation between the gods of heaven and earth, with Yan Ju's talent, he would not want to expose it too early, so as not to be remembered by others.

But the current situation is such that he cannot guarantee that he will be able to survive this disaster safely. If he ends up with the same fate as Fuxi, Yan Ju’s future will be difficult.

It would be beneficial to Yan Ju's future if he could properly display some of his talents.

In addition, he also wanted to try to let Yan Ju worship under the name of an ancient god in the world, which would be even better.

...

The treasure house of Emperor Yan.

"Is this the Yan Emperor's treasure house?"

Yan Ju glanced at the cave in front of him and had a strange look on his face.

There are many mountains in the distance, and not far from this mountain is the forbidden area of ​​the tribe, the Yan Emperor Valley.

At your feet is a small mountain that is not very famous, at least it is far inferior to the towering sacred mountains next to it!
Ting Xin smiled slightly.

"This is actually a small independent space used by your father to cultivate spiritual medicines. There are also some treasures and sundries in it. The so-called treasure house is just a place to store things. It's not that mysterious!"

With a wave of her hand, a barrier suddenly opened and the two of them walked into it.

This is a very large natural space, like another paradise, with beautiful mountains and lush trees, like a large valley.

From a distance, Yang Huai saw a golden plum tree in the center. His eyes widened at a glance. He could see that the golden plum tree was emitting a strong innate spiritual light.

This seems to be a sacred tree nurtured by nature!

"Mother Goddess, what is this?"

Ting Xuan heard this and laughed.

"I don't know its origin either. Your father God discovered it some time ago when he was collecting herbs in Kunlun Mountain. He transplanted it back. It is said that it takes nine thousand years for it to bloom, nine thousand years for it to bear fruit, and nine thousand years for it to mature. It is very rare!"

Yang Huai was slightly stunned. It took nine thousand years to produce results, so this spiritual root must have an extraordinary origin, otherwise, how could an ordinary god wait for twenty-seven thousand years.

Although gods have a long lifespan, many of them will encounter various accidents during this long process, such as death in a fight, encountering a great evil, or having their treasures stolen.

In addition to this golden plum tree, he also saw many other sacred trees.

At the edge of the mountain, he saw from afar a tea tree that exuded a green aura all over its body. The veins of its leaves were clear and tender, as if they were watered by the essence of life.

Yan Ju felt a little numb. He had never thought that Emperor Yan Shennong was so wealthy.

He couldn't help but ask.

"Mother, did Father God find these when he was collecting herbs?"

Ting Xin nodded.

"Almost. Your father is adventurous by nature. When he was young, he went to many places and brought back many random things. These are just some of them!"

"Or just part of it?"

Yan Ju was really shocked.

Is herb picking so promising? Why not change his career and become a herb picker instead of a carpenter!
Ting Xin saw that he looked dazed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Let's go. When the fruits are ripe, Mother will pick some for you to taste!"

Yan Ju nodded, he must try it. He had seen this kind of heavenly and earthly fruit in the heaven before, but God had mercy on him, it was the Queen Mother's banquet, the fairies served it to the Emperor of Heaven, and the Queen Mother enjoyed it.

There were several white jade Bodhi seeds in the Baohua Palace in heaven. He watched them every day, but he didn't dare to steal any of them. He could only eat some wild fruits to fill his hunger, which was really pitiful.

Ting Xuan led him forward all the way, they crossed the stream, walked along the bluestone path under the golden plum tree, and came to the ancient tea tree with emerald green leaves and strong spiritual light. Smelling the special tea fragrance, Yan Ju's eyes lit up slightly.

This time he really didn't expect that he would become the landlord's stupid son.

Ting Xuan was seen making seals with his hands again, and a fiery red light flashed beside him, and a cave appeared in the light again.

The cave is simple and bright, with objects filling the walls.

Most of them were jade boxes and gourds, which looked like they contained some very precious elixirs.

In addition, there are some magical weapons shining with various colors.

There are swords, spears, axes, swords and halberds!
It's not ordinary stuff.

There are many innate things among them. Yan Ju looked a little dazed and asked.

"Mother, are these also what Father God got when he was collecting herbs?"

Ting Xin nodded slightly.

"It's almost the same!"

In fact, many of these magical weapons were snatched away by Emperor Yan when he encountered bad guys while collecting herbs. Some of them were forged by Emperor Yan himself after he brought back metal and stone objects he found while collecting herbs.

Yan Ju was determined to inherit this promising career in the future.

He has decided to do this job.

Ting Xin glanced around and asked after a moment.

"Yan Ju, what weapon do you like to use?"

Yan Ju said without even thinking about it.

"Mother, I will use the sword!"

Ting Xuan was slightly surprised when he heard this. He glanced around the cave and his eyes fell on the only ancient red copper sword. He raised his hand and threw the sword to Yan Ju.

"Would you like to try this ancient sword and see if it fits your hand?"

After thinking about it, she chose a lotus as a throne from among the many treasures and a very ancient oil lamp and gave it to Yan Ju.

Yan Ju was testing the red copper ancient sword in his hand at this time. Although the style of the ancient sword was simple, it was actually very powerful. It was probably made of the secret red copper from Shou Mountain, the mother of copper in heaven and earth. It was very sharp and should be useful after a little refinement.

Seeing the ancient lamp of unusually primitive style again, his expression suddenly changed and he couldn't help asking.

"What is this thing...?"

Looking at this ancient lamp, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he already had some vague guesses in his mind.

Ting Xin confirmed his guess.

"This is the Suiren Lantern!"

Yan Ju had a strange look on his face, it seemed that he really didn't need any treasures in this life.

Ting Xin noticed his expression and immediately became serious.

"Refine it carefully, don't be careless!"

Yan Ju nodded quickly.

……

In the afternoon, on a rare sunny day, Yan Ju returned from the Yan Emperor's treasury with a thoughtful look on his face. He had successfully refined the Suiren Lamp and mastered its mystery. He also successfully refined the nameless red copper ancient sword with ease.

He is in a very good mood!
Especially after discovering the family wealth of Emperor Yan and his wife.

When he returned to Tingxuan Palace, he saw from afar several tribesmen measuring the courtyard with a ruler.

It was a very primitive wooden construction ruler.

Yan Ju is very familiar with this thing; it is his specialty.

But it was the first time he saw someone from the Yan Emperor tribe using it.

With an idea in mind, Yang Huai stopped a few people and asked them.

One of the old men with an old look bowed slightly.

"Is this the wooden ruler you are asking about? This is something created by the Queen Mother. It is called a ruler. Don't tell me, with this ruler it will be more convenient for us to do things!"

His face was full of reverence.

"Mother created it?"

This was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Then he looked at everyone and asked.

"So what are you doing...?"

The old man said.

"The Queen Mother said that the prince likes these flowers and plants, so she asked us to build a small building so that the prince can enjoy the flowers next to it in the future!"

Yan Ju's eyes moved and he smiled.

"So, you are the craftsmen in the tribe?"

The old craftsman nodded and smiled.

"Exactly!"

Yan Ju laughed and asked.

"I heard that this carpentry technique was passed down by the God of Craftsmanship. How much have you learned?"

The old carpenter said respectfully.

"Your Highness, I have only learned a few minor skills in building palaces. It is said that a true master craftsman can turn decay into magic, carve out the appearance of gods, and possess extraordinary powers! It's a pity that I am dull and don't know how to practice!"

His face was full of regret.

Yan Ju nodded, but was thinking secretly in his heart.

The carpentry craft has spread to the Yan Emperor tribe. No wonder after he sublimated his destiny as the God of Wilderness Craftsman, he directly transformed into the status of the Emperor of Dongji Qingling.

But this means that some of his original plans will not work.

But perhaps he could introduce some skills suitable for carpenters to advance in time.

His heart was moved. He had something else he wanted to ask Ting Xuan, so he entered the palace again.

A few days later, the Hundred Races Conference was held on schedule.

(End of this chapter)