Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 309 Notes
Under the candy offensive, Achen's attitude softened, from tit-for-tat to ignoring.

It took out a ball of white unknown substance from its lower back, pinched it with its black furry little hands, and in a few seconds, it made a net bag. Then it stuffed the candies into the bag and patted it a few times with satisfaction.

"Look at what it looks like..." Qin Feng, who witnessed this scene, whispered, "Can you believe what it said?"

Although Ah Chen doesn't seem to be very intelligent right now, Wei Xi still remembers how he behaved when he tried to trick him. He shouldn't be as immature as he is today.

Unfortunately, no matter how he asked, the spider Achen's answers were still incoherent, which made Wei Xi suspect that it was pretending to be stupid and lying.

"Could it be that its roots are damaged?" Lian Gouyu muttered. "It's a bug after all, and its belly is torn! It's not impossible that it can't hold on after being injured."

"That makes sense. We made quite a commotion in the village, yet it still had the mind to lie here and spin silk." Qin Feng joined the discussion. "I guess its control over the environment has decreased after being injured, so it didn't even notice that outsiders had entered the village!"

This reminded Wei Xi. She pushed aside the two people who were discussing enthusiastically and turned to the table where Achen was sitting.

"What...are you doing?" Ah Chen, who was originally cheerful, was now alert. He covered the small bag of candy with both hands, fearing that Wei Xi would take away its sweetness.

"I want to check the things on the table," Wei Xi said in a rather gentle tone, "to see if there are any clues to dealing with the gray fog."

If Achen was still the bearded man who was full of lies last night, Wei Xi would have taken action long ago; but unfortunately, the spider in front of him had transformed into the appearance of a child, making it difficult to take action.

Achen's bright black eyes rolled around, and he reluctantly jumped off the desk and squatted in a corner. It was obvious that he was a spider.

Qin Feng and Lian Gouqie stared at Achen from the left and right, making the latter look very small.

When she found the paper with the language of Ju State, Wei Xi felt quite regretful: there were so many corpses in the village that she focused on Achen and almost ignored the skeleton in front of her.

Otherwise, the first thing to do when you come in is to check the skeleton and the desk in front of it.

Wei Xi secretly noted the omission this time, and then began to look through the papers he found.

The warm spiritual power came into his hands, and Wei Xi was quite surprised: the man was rotten to the point that only a skeleton was left, but the spiritual power had not dissipated yet, which showed that this person's cultivation was not low.

Thanks to this layer of spiritual power, otherwise the fragile paper could not withstand the humid weather in Nanjiang, how could Wei Xi find it?
Wei Xi took a quick look at the letter and found that the writer's handwriting was very neat and the writing was quite smooth, but there was a hint of rigidity between the lines.

Then I scanned the top two sheets of paper, which recorded small things, such as buying seeds for spring plowing, selling medicinal herbs in Wuzhao, and inquiring about the utensils needed for sacrificial ceremonies...

It was obvious that the person who wrote these words was in charge of at least some of the affairs in the village.

But why did the chieftain of the Nanjiang mountain tribe use the script of the Ju Kingdom in the northern border? Could he be illiterate like myself when I was eight years old?

Below that was content written in snake-shaped symbols. Wei Xi didn't recognize any of the symbols, but they were similar in style to the symbols she had seen at the hanging coffins in Tao Bin's tribe. She thought it was the writing of Nanjiang.

Wei Xi had no idea what to do with this artistic thing. She planned to throw it to Lian Gouqie to deal with, so she turned her attention to the notebook.

There were not many letters, only three in total, written in the common language of the Northern Frontier, and they all described ordinary things.

Wei Xi extracted several key pieces of information: First, the most recent date in the letter was two years ago, with each letter less than two months apart. Second, the letter was addressed to someone named Chunniang, who appeared to be a mixed-race person from North and South whom the writer had met in Wuzhe, with whom she had a close relationship. Finally, the writer mentioned a lover from the Northern Frontier, and that she was secretly learning the Northern Frontier language to further her relationship. His fingertips paused under the word "secretly," and Wei Xi raised an eyebrow. Something unusual must be wrong; it seemed the tribal customs did not approve of this relationship.

Wuluo, which is now Yudai City. The letter mentioned that the writer often traveled between the two places. Wei Xi speculated that this person's cultivation level was at least at the Jindan level.

After listening to Wei Xi's description, Qin Feng said bluntly, "Jiangdan? Doesn't that mean she must be... in her fifties or sixties? At this age, she's still experiencing the stirrings of love?"

Wei Xi disagreed. The words of the corpse grandmother were still ringing in her ears. From the details, she guessed that the intersection of yin and yang at Dieqi Mountain was not a necessary condition for forming the elixir.

Children from sects often believe whatever they hear. When the authority says that one must go to Dieqi Mountain to achieve Dan, the young cultivators will just wander around in the designated area.

Wei Xi thought of the trial field of Zhenhai Sect and suspected that there might also be a boundary between yin and yang in Jiuai Mountain. However, she was not interested in talking about things that she was not sure about.

"If this person is a Jindan cultivator, how come there is no one alive in this village..." Looking at Ah Chen who was enjoying himself, Lian Gou's tongue twisted, "...alive people?"

There is a consensus in the world of immortal cultivation: the formation of the elixir is the true beginning of the immortal cultivation career.

Unfortunately, there is a shortage of talented people in the world of cultivating immortals nowadays. In addition, the boundary between Yin and Yang at Dieqi Mountain is restricted to opening once every fifty years. As a result, countless cultivators stop at the foundation-building stage and never reach the threshold of forming a pill in their entire lives.

Thinking of the lyrics sung by the old blind man, Wei Xi felt bored: No way! No way! Could this really be some clichéd story of a lovelorn man and a resentful woman?
Compared with the story of the talented scholar and the beautiful lady, Wei Xi believes that the truth should be closer to the second half of what the old blind man sang: the tribe in Jiuai Mountain was carrying treasures and was brutally plundered.

As for this treasure, Wei Xi thought it was probably the wood of immortality that he was looking for, which was the "eternal life" that Achen mentioned.

"Achen might know something," Qin Feng curled his lips, "Isn't it a poisonous insect? Maybe this guy raised it!"

"And the Tao Bin tribe, it was probably done by Achen too!"

Wei Xi shook his head slightly. "Achen is barely able to defend the village, and has no time to distract himself from dealing with the Tao Bin tribe... But this immortal wood..."

Before he could finish his words, Ah Chen rushed out from the corner, waving his hands in agitation, "No... No!"

Lian Gouyue said angrily, "I haven't settled the score with you yesterday, and you're still getting ahead of me today! You don't allow it? Who can you stop me? Go play somewhere else!"

Ah Chen was injured, his mind regressing to that of a child, and he acted entirely on instinct. Even Gou Yu's words didn't mention the Longevity Wood, and his attention was distracted, completely forgetting that someone was loudly plotting to steal the treasure in front of him, their guardian.

But no one bothered with it because it was getting dark again.

　...I almost got scammed today and called the police in time to avoid loss.

　　Everyone should be reminded not to transfer money online easily. If you find anything amiss, report it to the police immediately. Don't be afraid if someone threatens your credit score; trust the police. According to police, only credit card overdrafts (bank-related defaults) and overdue utility bills (failure to pay fines on time) can affect your credit score.

　　The more I think about it, the more loopholes I see. Who could have called the police so quickly and even recorded the police handling the situation? I'm convinced. Could it be that he lives near the police station? I guess someone must have recorded it in advance.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)