Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 852 True Man Shengyang
Ji An was thrilled. With the blessing of a Dao Seed that transcended his cultivation level, what he gained was not just a simple increase in the power of his spells.

The nurturing of his natal magic weapon will also become faster. If he breaks through to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, he should be able to upgrade the grade of the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner to the fourth-grade high-quality in just a few years.

He triumphantly rode away on a colorful auspicious cloud, continuing to cast spells along the area previously enveloped by the magic.

Purple flames descended from the sky, instantly burning away the demonic energy. All the contaminated things were 'purified' by the flames, and a warm yellow spiritual light bloomed, nourishing the earth element divine will that permeated the area and suppressed the speed at which the demonic veins produced demonic energy.

Ji An was busy casting spells from morning till night. When his mana was insufficient, he would take out a fourth-grade low-level Bodhi fruit to refine. The fruit was slightly bitter and astringent, but he was in a very good mood.

When his spiritual energy was exhausted, he took out a few mouthfuls of the brewed mid-grade fourth-level Jade Dew Golden Bud Tea.

He worked until midnight, absorbing the moonlight before finishing his work, returning to his simple cave dwelling, and taking out the gourd stone to enter the small world.

Big Yellow and Golden Retriever were already waiting under the Gathering Yuan Tree. Upon seeing him enter, Big Yellow said in a deep voice:
"Master, we're going out on night watch."

"Go ahead, but be alert and don't fall asleep."

"Please rest assured, Master, we know the importance of this matter and will not dare to slack off in the slightest."

"I am very serious," Da Huang said, then rode away on a crimson cloud.

"Ayun, brew some Jade Dew Golden Bud Tea for tomorrow."

After instructing the puppet, Ji An comfortably lay on the rattan chair. After taking a short break, he got up, drank a few cups of hot tea, and then swallowed a mid-grade fourth-level Bodhi fruit to begin cultivating the Five Elements Reincarnation Sutra.

With no pills available, he was fortunate to have spiritual fruits to sustain him, so his cultivation speed was not slow.

The effects of the Bodhi fruit became apparent; this spiritual fruit not only contained abundant spiritual power but also a small amount of soul power.

Perhaps this is why Buddhist monks call the Bodhi tree the tree of wisdom; a strong spirit can naturally lead to enlightenment.

As the cultivation technique was activated, the spiritual energy surged within the immortal veins and was rapidly refined. After passing through the Five Elements Divine Palace, the spiritual energy transformed into golden magical crystal sand.

In the Guanghan Palace, the Nascent Soul sat cross-legged in the hall, beneath a black futon with neat and beautiful woven patterns.

This is a meditation cushion made of calming grass. Since the cushion appeared, my cultivation speed seems to have increased, but I don't know if it's just my imagination.

Once the spiritual power and soul power within the spiritual fruit are fully refined, the massive amount of spiritual energy in the small world is drawn in by the cultivation technique, forming a vortex that sweeps across the heavens and earth.

After his magical power was fully restored, Ji An took out the three soul stones he had obtained that day and began to refine them using the Netherworld Bone Fire.

Months passed, and the situation at Diancui Mountain was spread by passing cultivators. Cultivators in the surrounding areas all knew that a True Lord had settled there.

That day, as the sun was setting, Ji An finished his mission for the day. A gaunt, white-haired cultivator flew to him and bowed respectfully.
"I am Lu Sheng, Daoist name Shengyang, paying my respects to the True Lord!"

As he spoke, the wrinkles on his forehead unfolded and then gathered again, like several caterpillars wriggling.

"No need for formalities. What brings you here?"

Ji An was puzzled, wondering what this cultivator at the eighth level of the Golden Core stage was doing here, as he had no intention of interacting with people.

Since he won't be staying here for long, there's no need for him to build connections.

Master Shengyang smiled, but the wrinkles on his forehead became even more pronounced.
"This place was once the ancestral home of our Lu clan. After thousands of years of trials and tribulations, the True Demon Calamity came and we had no choice but to leave in the face of the powerful attack. The original prosperity of this place vanished like smoke."

I happened to hear about the True Lord's deeds and came to see for myself. Forgive my poor eyesight, but it seems the True Lord is performing a planting spell?

His words were tinged with doubt, but he was already certain that the other party was using earth-based planting magic.

The lingering divine intent was incredibly powerful, unlike anything he had ever seen before. It was likely a Nascent Soul level spell, and of an extremely high level.

Ji An nodded slightly and explained in a gentle tone:
"Yes, this is the Nascent Soul level spell, the Thick Virtue Spirit Evolution Spell. The Earth Element Divine Intent contained within it can suppress the generation of demonic energy and purify the demonic veins."

He understood why the other person had come here; it turned out that this was the homeland that had nurtured their family, and there was an emotional connection to it.

"The True Lord is actually purifying the demonic veins? Do you intend to stay here?"

Lord Shengyang was both surprised and delighted. He was delighted that this land could be freed from its misfortune and purified, but he was surprised by the other party's purpose in doing so.

Ji An looked at the other person calmly without saying a word.

Having seen through the vicissitudes of life, Master Shengyang realized that his words just now were somewhat impolite. This place was no longer under his control, and he was not allowed to interfere.

Furthermore, the other party was a True Lord, of noble status, and his previous words had been somewhat disrespectful. Therefore, he immediately offered an explanation:

"I have lived here for over seven hundred years and have a deep attachment to this place, so I apologize for my intrusion. Please forgive me, True Lord."

We had no plans to return after this place became a demonic vein, so seeing it purified fills me with emotion.

"I will leave after purifying the demonic veins, and I have no desire for this land."

However, the quality of the spiritual vein will inevitably drop drastically after the demonic vein is purified, and restoring its former glory would require an enormous amount of effort.

Master Shengyang said with delight:
"Thank you for informing me, True Lord. If the demonic veins of this land are completely purified, I plan to send some of my clansmen to cultivate it."

"True Lord, you have done something so beneficial to the cultivation world; please accept my bow."

The fact that his ancestral land could be reused was a great source of spiritual sustenance for him.

Master Shengyang bowed respectfully and presented a jade box with both hands:
"Here are some high-grade third-tier spirit soils. Please accept them, True Lord."

Ji An waved his hand gently and said, "Put the things away. I have my own purpose in doing this. I don't need your gifts. After this demonic vein is purified, it may not reach the standard of a first-grade low-level spiritual vein."

If you truly wish to express your gratitude, why not help me search for high-grade spirit wood seeds?

He doesn't need a third-grade high-level spiritual item; it would just diminish his status for no reason.

'So, the True Lord's request is for a spirit seed. But thinking about it, it makes sense. A cultivator capable of casting planting spells at the Nascent Soul level would certainly be interested in the Dao of Planting.'

Master Shengyang's mind began to race, and he said loudly:

"Upon returning to my clan's residence, I issued an order requiring my clansmen to search for the spirit seed. May I ask your Daoist name, True Lord?"

"Xuan Qing."

Two days later.

Jinrong Zhenjun arrived at Diancui Mountain on a cloud and called out from afar:

"Fellow Daoist Xuanqing, it's been many years since I last saw you, and you've actually broken through to the mid-Nascent Soul stage. It's truly enviable."

He was overjoyed after breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage. After constructing his Nascent Soul Dharma Image, he came out of seclusion and was told by the clan leader that his old friend was already a Nascent Soul level six cultivator. He was dumbfounded at that moment.

The gap was simply too large, and he completely lost the will to catch up.

Ji An stopped casting the spell and smiled:
"I've only gotten to where I am today because of good luck."

"Fellow Daoist is too modest. Luck alone cannot get you this far."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two landed in the temporary cave dwelling that Ji An had created.

The place is very simple, with only a stone table and chairs. Anyone who doesn't know the place would surely think the owner is a hermit.

An hour passed in the midst of their conversation, and Ji An spoke:

"I was just looking for a weapon refiner to forge a magic weapon, and it's wonderful that you've come here today, fellow Daoist."

The Diancui Mountain area is very large, and he has been very busy in order to purify the entire area at once, never leaving this land.

"What kind of magic weapon do you wish to refine, fellow Daoist? What grade?"

"A large cauldron that can be used for cooking doesn't have any special requirements; it just needs to be sturdy and durable enough to withstand the scorching heat of the Azure Lotus Heart-Burning Flame."

A few days ago, I hunted a sea monster and wanted to render its oil.

He traveled across half of the Central Continent, from the west coast to Diancui Mountain. He purchased the spiritual herbs needed to refine oil along the way, and with the large cauldron, he could start refining oil.

"No problem, this job is very simple for me."

Wan Jinrong became interested and pressed on, asking:
"What level of cultivation does the sea beast possess? If its cultivation is relatively high, I'd like to purchase some oil."

Sea monster oil is irreplaceable when refining certain special magical treasures, so he was willing to buy some in case of emergency.

"Two sea beasts were killed in total, one of which had just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, and the other was at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul stage."

The oil remaining in Ji An's hands can only serve as a resource reserve; eventually, he will choose to sell it off.

"what?!"

Wan Jinrong doubted he had heard correctly. The fact that cultivators could kill Nascent Soul level sea beasts in the ocean meant that their true combat power far exceeded their cultivation level.

Normally, even if the sea beasts are no match for the cultivators, they can still escape with ease.

"This time it was really luck. I was lying in ambush somewhere, and my spell pierced the sea beast's valley, so I succeeded easily."

Ji An briefly recounted the situation, which drew repeated exclamations of surprise from Wan Jinrong.

"I can craft a high-grade third-tier magic weapon for you, but I don't have enough materials with me. I'll have to wait until I return to Wanbaolou before I can begin crafting it."

"Thank you very much, fellow Daoist. Please calculate how much it will cost, including the materials."

Wan Jinrong pondered for a moment, then listed out all the necessary materials, and finally said:
"We only accept payment in the form of high-grade spirit stones for a portion of the expenses. The remainder must be settled with spirit items of the third rank or higher, preferably fire-element spirit items."

"Fellow Daoist, just pay a small deposit. We'll settle the final bill after we've refined the sea beast oil."

The two had known each other for many years and knew each other well, so he acted very generously.

Ji An had no objection and took out a white jade porcelain jar, handing it over:
"This contains one pound of fourth-grade low-quality Jade Dew Golden Bud Tea, consider it a deposit."

The price of a low-grade fourth-tier spiritual item is much higher than that of a high-grade third-tier item; a single can of tea can be exchanged for a large amount of materials.

Wan Jinrong raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion:
"The Azure Jade Tree of the Nether Moon actually has a plant that reaches the fourth-grade low level?"

He clearly remembered that there was no record of this tea tree being classified into four grades. Without a fourth-grade tea tree, it would be impossible to produce fourth-grade tea.

Ji An smiled mysteriously and said:
"Normal Youyue Cangyu trees do not have fourth-tier plants, but I cultivated a lightning-struck Youyue Cangyu tree, which is why I was able to harvest fourth-tier Jade Dew Golden Bud Tea."

This spiritual tea not only restores consciousness and nourishes the nascent soul, but also has a body-tempering effect.

(End of this chapter)