Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 165 Return to Tianxing City

Lin Fan stood firmly, the spiritual energy in his body was like a surging wave, surging wildly, the surging power flowed around him, and his clothes rustled in the wind.

His fingers were as nimble as flying butterflies among flowers, performing the magic formulas at a speed that was too fast to keep up.

As the spell was activated, a mysterious and powerful force spread from his fingertips, like an invisible thread, pulling the formation flags underground.

For a moment, the ground trembled slightly, and with a few muffled "puff" sounds, the formation flags seemed to be pulled out by a pair of invisible big hands, breaking out of the ground one after another.

They drew smooth and beautiful arcs in the air, shimmering with an ancient luster, and finally landed steadily in Lin Fan's hands.

Lin Fan neatly put the formation flags into the storage bag, and every movement was extremely skillful.

He carefully looked around with his sharp eyes, not missing any corner. After making sure that there was nothing missed, he took off into the air and landed steadily on the broad back of the Fire Phoenix.

The Fire Phoenix sensed the arrival of its master, raised its slender neck high, and let out a clear cry: "Li——"

The sound was clear and long, piercing the sky, echoing between heaven and earth with vigorous vitality, instantly dispelling the oppressive and dull atmosphere around.

Lin Fan reached out his hand and gently stroked Fire Phoenix's back, silently conveying his instructions with a tacit understanding.

In an instant, the flames around the fire phoenix suddenly became more intense, and the hot flames entwined and jumped around each other, like a group of elves dancing happily, and in the blink of an eye, they tightly wrapped up the man and the beast.

Immediately afterwards, the fire phoenix transformed into a bright and dazzling fiery red light, wrapped in rolling heat waves, and flew towards Ningcui Island at lightning speed.

Its speed was astonishingly fast. Wherever it passed, the air flow was stirred up violently, making a whistling sound, as if cheering for this fast journey.

After several days of non-stop travel, Huo Feng and Lin Fan finally arrived near Ningcui Island.

Occasionally, some escaping lights would flash across the sky. Those cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage would feel the powerful aura emanating from the Fire Phoenix. They would instantly become frightened, their faces turning pale, their souls escaping from their bodies, cold sweats pouring out uncontrollably, and large areas of their clothes on their backs would be soaked.

However, the Fire Phoenix ignored them and flew proudly over their heads, leaving the monks standing there in fear.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Fan set foot on the land of Ningcui Island again.

He walked straight towards the dilapidated hut. Along the way, the market was still as deserted as before, with few monks visiting. However, some shops had new owners and their facades had changed slightly.

After a while, Lin Fan walked into the small stone house. Inside the house, a Star Palace monk in white clothes was standing guard quietly.

Lin Fan got straight to the point and said, "Go to Tianxing City." As he spoke, he patted his storage bag, took out seven mid-level spirit stones with smooth movements, and handed them to the Xinggong cultivator.

The Xinggong monk took the spirit stone with both hands, a respectful smile on his face, and said, "Senior, please."

At the same time, he handed over a teleportation talisman and added, "Senior, please stick this teleportation talisman on your body."

Lin Fan took the teleportation talisman, stuck it firmly on his body, and then stood quietly waiting.

Upon seeing this, the Xinggong monk quickly used the teleportation spell. The teleportation array flashed with dazzling light, and Lin Fan's figure disappeared in the light.

In a flash, Lin Fan appeared in the teleportation hall on the 50th floor of Tianxing City.

The lights here are bright, and several white-robed monks from the Star Palace are busy shuttling back and forth, maintaining the order of transmission.

Several cultivators were standing on one side of the hall. Among them were cultivators in the Jindan stage, who had restrained spiritual energy and a calm temperament; there were also cultivators in the foundation-building stage, whose eyes showed curiosity and caution. It was obvious that they were all preparing to be teleported to other islands.

At this time, a white-robed Star Palace cultivator quickly stepped forward, bowed respectfully to Lin Fan, and said, "Greetings, Senior. Please show me your identity token, or your Tianxing City permanent residence ring. This is my duty, so please forgive me. Anyone returning from the outer seas needs to have their identity verified. If a demonic beast sneaks in, it would be a disaster."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan extended his hand and revealed the red ring on his finger. Seeing this, the white-robed Xinggong monk took out a compass-like magical instrument and held it against Lin Fan's ring, carefully verifying the authenticity of the information on it.

The needle on the compass turned rapidly, and the runes flickered. After a while, the monk raised his head and said, "No problem, please go in, senior."

Lin Fan turned and left. As he left the hall, spiritual energy surged around him and transformed into a golden light, flying towards the Holy Mountain Cave.

The golden light streaked across the sky like a meteor, attracting the attention of the monks below.

Not long after, Lin Fan returned to the cave he rented in the Holy Mountain. He slapped his storage bag and took out a milky white jade token.

He slowly injected his magic power into the jade token, and the runes on the jade token instantly lit up. The door of the cave in front of him slowly opened, revealing a light gate that people could pass through.

Lin Fan walked in and came to the bed. Nearly ten years of running around made him exhausted, and soon he fell into a sound sleep.

A few days later, Lin Fan washed off his fatigue and headed to Xianyuan Square again in high spirits. His destination was Fengle Business Alliance's shop - Fengle Auction House.

After entering, what comes into view is a spacious and bright hall. Sunlight shines through the tall windows onto the ground, forming bright spots of light.

There were quite a few cultivators in the hall, some in groups of two or three, some wandering alone, carefully selecting items for cultivation.

Seven or eight young servants in green clothes, dressed neatly and smiling, were enthusiastically guiding these cultivators to buy items. The whole hall was filled with a lively and orderly atmosphere.

A young servant in blue noticed Lin Fan's extraordinary aura and quickly came over with a smile on his face and brisk steps.

He bowed slightly, his posture respectful, his voice filled with just the right amount of enthusiasm, and said, "I wonder if this senior needs anything? I'm at your service!"

Lin Fan's expression was calm, his eyes were frank, and his tone was concise yet revealed an unquestionable calmness: "I'm looking for your shopkeeper, Cao Yanlei."

When the young servant in green heard this, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he quickly responded, "Senior, please follow me."

After saying that, he led the way in front, walking at a steady pace, and looked back from time to time to confirm whether Lin Fan was keeping up.

The two walked through the bustling hall filled with all kinds of fine items for cultivating immortality, and stepped onto the antique wooden stairs, which creaked slightly under their feet.

Soon, they came to a private room on the second floor. The door of the private room was made of precious spiritual wood, with exquisite cloud patterns carved on it, emitting a faint fragrance.

The young servant in green clothes gently pushed open the door, stood aside, and gestured to invite him in: "Please come in, senior. It's quiet and peaceful here. Please take a rest first. I will go and ask the shopkeeper to come back."

After Lin Fan walked into the room, Xiao Si gently closed the door.

After a while, he clapped his hands lightly outside the door, and the crisp applause echoed in the corridor.

After a while, a sound of light footsteps came from afar, and a young girl, who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, walked slowly towards them with light lotus steps.

The girl held a pot of freshly brewed spiritual tea in both hands, moving very carefully, afraid of spilling a drop.

She gently pushed open the door and walked into the private room. She first bowed to Lin Fanying, and then walked to the table lightly.

She leaned forward slightly and poured the spiritual tea for Lin Fan gracefully.

The steaming hot spiritual tea exudes a rich aroma, and the fragrance of tea instantly fills the entire private room.

After pouring the tea, she retreated quietly again, closing the door very gently, for fear of disturbing Lin Fan who was inside the room. Lin Fan was left alone in this quiet private room, quietly waiting for the arrival of Manager Cao.

(End of this chapter)