Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 7 Wanbao Tower

Lin Fan's cultivation has now reached the twelfth level of Qi training, and he knows that it is time to think about building the foundation.

But in Yue State, the resources of Foundation Establishment Pills are monopolized by the seven major immortal cultivation sects.

He knew clearly that if he wanted to break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, he had to join these seven major sects.

After much deliberation, Huangfeng Valley became his first choice.

First of all, Huangfeng Valley is close to him and very convenient.

Secondly, he knew that Han Li, the protagonist of "A Mortal's Journey to Immortality", would appear here.

Lin Fan also wanted to see what Han Tianzun in the novel looked like when he was young. Was he really as described in the novel, with dark skin and ordinary looks?

Lin Fan stood in front of the window, his mind constantly recalling the details of the Ascension Conference in his previous life's book.

He knew that this was a great opportunity for him to join the sect, but he also understood the difficulties and obstacles involved.

The Ascension Conference of the seven major immortal cultivation sects of Yue State is held only once every ten years. It is a grand event in the entire immortal cultivation world of Yue State.

The only ten places for each sect are like the bright stars hanging high in the sky, tempting but difficult to reach.

Moreover, the reward of receiving a Foundation Establishment Pill directly attached to these ten places has attracted countless Qi Condensation cultivators to flock to them, just to fight for a chance to break through the Foundation Establishment stage, from then on their lifespan will be greatly increased and their status will be greatly improved.

Lin Fan knew that if he wanted to stand out in this fierce competition, relying solely on his existing strength was far from enough.

In the arena of the Ascension Conference, every opponent should not be underestimated, and one must have a sufficiently powerful magical weapon.

He thought to himself that two top-level magic weapons were essential.

Then, Lin Fan began to inquire about the information about the Ascension Conference.

A few days later, I finally found out that in another year, Tainan Mountain would hold the Ascension Conference, which was held once every ten years.

He knew that time was running out and he had to quickly buy two top-level magic weapons.

Over the past three years, Lin Fan has relied on the Qiankun Creation Cauldron to carefully cultivate a large number of mid-level spirit stones.

There are quite a few of these mid-level spirit stones, adding up to more than a hundred pieces.

After such a long period of exploration, Lin Fan obtained a low-level spirit stone. It would take about seven days to cultivate and upgrade it to a mid-level spirit stone.

Lin Fan thought to himself that now that he had more than a hundred mid-level spirit stones, it was indeed time to go to the legendary Wanbao Tower to find out what was going on.

After all, in the original book, the name of Wanbaolou is well-known, far beyond the reach of those small shops. The grandeur of this shop can also be felt from its name.

Does Wanbao Tower have more than ten thousand kinds of treasures?
Otherwise, how dare I give it such a name!
Lin Fan now felt confident enough, so he decided not to hesitate any longer. He straightened his clothes, carefully put away the storage bag containing the mid-level spirit stones, walked out of the room, and headed towards the Wanbao Tower.

Along the way, Lin Fan watched the cultivators coming and going on the street, and his anticipation for the Wanbao Tower grew stronger.

Some cultivators gathered in groups of two or three, whispering about the rare treasures that had recently appeared in the Wanbao Tower, their eyes full of longing.

Others were alone and hurried, as if they were also rushing to Wanbao Tower to try their luck and find some items that would be beneficial to their spiritual practice.

Lin Fan was mixed in the crowd, feeling a little nervous but also excited. He didn't know what kind of scene was waiting for him. Could Wanbao Tower really live up to its name?
Lin Fan stepped into Wanbao Tower and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The hall was bright and spacious, with a lot of open space. It could accommodate dozens of people without feeling crowded at all.

There are extra-long counters in the hall. The counters are made of precious red paulownia wood. The wood texture is delicate and beautiful. Under the reflection of the surrounding spiritual light, it has a faint warm luster, showing its extraordinary style and value.

Behind the counter stood seven or eight waiters in uniform blue shirts. They all had kind faces, lively eyes, and a shrewd look.

Different from those stores that deliberately use mysterious words and pile up words to introduce their products, they use plain words and explain the characteristics and functions of various treasures in a simple, clear and easy-to-understand way.

It allows cultivators who come to choose treasures to easily understand and quickly know whether the treasure meets their needs.

While he was looking at everything in Wanbaolou, a waiter came up to greet Lin Fan with a smile.

The clerk bowed politely, his face displaying just the right amount of enthusiasm, and said, "Fellow Daoist, what can I do for you?"

Lin Fan didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "I need a real, fine magical weapon."

When the waiter heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then the smile on his face became even wider. He hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist, please follow me. Our inn has a special private room. The magic weapons inside will surely satisfy you."

As he spoke, he led the way, taking Lin Fan through the hall and into a private room.

This private room was decorated quite elegantly, with several landscape paintings hanging on the walls. Spiritual energy flowed slowly through it, making the scenery in the paintings seem somewhat alive, as if one could really hear the sound of gurgling water and chirping birds.

The tables and chairs are all made of fine spiritual wood, emitting a faint fragrance that makes people feel relaxed and happy.

After a while, a beautiful young woman walked in with light steps.

She was wearing a lavender brocade dress with delicate spiritual flower patterns embroidered with gold thread on the hem. As she walked, the dress seemed to shimmer, adding a touch of noble temperament.

She had a beautiful face, fair, smooth skin, eyebrows as black as distant black, and eyes as clear as a spring, revealing intelligence and agility. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, with a friendly yet dignified smile. She was the owner of Wanbaolou. She bowed slightly to Lin Fan, her voice as melodious as the chirping of an oriole: "Your presence, fellow Daoist, is truly a great honor to us."

I am Liu Ruyan. I heard that you are looking for a fine magical weapon. I wonder if you have any specific requirements or a type you like?

As he spoke, he gently sat down at the table and raised his hand to signal Lin Fan to sit down as well. His every gesture was full of elegance and generosity, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze.

After Lin Fan took his seat, he directly told the beautiful young shopkeeper, "I need two top-tier defensive magic weapons, one for attack and one for defense. If they aren't truly top-notch, don't bring them out."

The best would be an offensive weapon in the shape of a flying sword, and a defensive weapon in the shape of a shield.

The young shopkeeper nodded with a smile and said, "Don't worry, fellow Daoist, the magical instruments in our store have all been strictly screened, and the quality is absolutely guaranteed."

After saying that, she first took down a long brocade box from the storage shelf beside her, opened it gently, and inside lay a flying sword emitting a sharp cold light.

The whole body is dark and deep in color, just like the darkest ink in the night sky, with a hint of cold metallic luster.

The young shopkeeper introduced: "Fellow Daoist, this 'Star Shattering Sword' is our shop's most outstanding offensive weapon."

The sword body is made of deep-sea cold iron mixed with many rare spiritual minerals, and also contains a small amount of magic weapon source material - Star Yuan Stone.

It is extremely sharp and can easily break through even high-level defensive barriers.

Moreover, it is highly compatible with the user's spiritual power. Once the sword moves are performed, it is extremely powerful and is definitely a masterpiece among flying swords.

Then she took out a round box and opened it. Inside was a shield that exuded an ancient atmosphere.

There seems to be a faint halo flowing on the surface of this shield, and it is obvious that it is not an ordinary object.

"This 'Hunyuan Shield'," Fellow Daoist, its material is taken from the shell of an ancient exotic beast. It has been refined by several weapon-refining masters using special methods and has extremely strong defensive power.

No matter it is a spell attack or a magic weapon bombardment, it can withstand most of the power and protect fellow immortals at critical moments.

Lin Fan's eyes showed a hint of satisfaction, but he still asked, "Boss, how much are these two magical instruments worth?"

The young shopkeeper bowed slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist, our shop has always had fair prices. This 'Star Shattering Sword' requires 1,500 low-level spirit stones, and this 'Purple Origin Shield' is worth 1,200 low-level spirit stones. Are you satisfied?"

After thinking for a moment, Lin Fan looked up at the beautiful young shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, these two magical instruments alone are not enough. Please give me one hundred dozen talisman papers, twenty boxes of cinnabar, and two bottles of Huiling Pills."

The young shopkeeper was slightly taken aback, then replied with a friendly smile on her face: "Fellow Daoist, the talisman paper in our shop is of the highest quality."

It was carefully drawn by a monk who was good at making talismans. Both its power and the capacity of carrying spiritual power are very good. The price of a dozen is three low-level spirit stones. A hundred dozen will cost three hundred low-level spirit stones.

As she spoke, she pointed to the talisman papers placed beside her. She saw that the talisman papers had a fine texture and there was a faint glow of spiritual power on them. It was obvious that they were good things.

Then, she picked up a box of cinnabar, opened the box and showed it to Lin Fan.

The cinnabar showed an extremely pure color and was rich in spiritual energy. "This cinnabar, each box contains eight low-level spirit stones, twenty boxes means one hundred and sixty low-level spirit stones.

Afterwards, the young shopkeeper took down two small jade bottles from the shelf behind the counter and shook them gently. A slight rolling sound of pills could be heard from inside.

"This Ling Wan is one of our shop's signature elixirs. It's extremely effective in helping cultivators quickly recover their spiritual power. One bottle is worth fifty low-level spirit stones, and two bottles are worth a hundred low-level spirit stones."

The beautiful young shopkeeper fiddled with the abacus and muttered to herself, and soon she calculated the total price.

With a bright smile on his face, he said, "Fellow Daoist, all these things add up to a total of 3,260 low-level spirit stones."

However, seeing that you are so generous, I believe you must be a capable person and worthy of making friends with me. Today, I will take the initiative to cut off the remainder and you only need to give me three thousand low-level spirit stones.

When Lin Fan heard this, he was secretly happy. Although the price was still high, it was a good thing to pay 160 less low-level spirit stones.

A grateful smile appeared on his face, and he bowed and said, "Thank you very much, shopkeeper. You are so straightforward, which is really admirable. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay this kindness."

The young shopkeeper waved her hand and said with a smile, "Oh, fellow Taoist, you are too polite. We are all fellow Taoists, so it's not worth mentioning such trivial matters.

Lin Fan handed the thirty mid-level spirit stones to the beautiful young shopkeeper with a painful look on his face. He looked as if he was not giving up spirit stones but a piece of his own flesh.

Seeing this, the young shopkeeper smiled and took the spirit stones, jokingly saying, "Don't be so distressed, fellow Daoist. These treasures are worth their weight in gold. They will surely help you shine on your path of cultivation in the future."

Lin Fan shook his head helplessly, responded with a wry smile, and then began to put the Star-Breaking Sword, Hunyuan Shield, one hundred dozen talisman papers, twenty boxes of cinnabar, and two bottles of Huiling Pills he had just purchased into his storage bag one by one.

After confirming that all the items were properly put away, he bowed to the young shopkeeper again and said, "Shopkeeper, thank you very much today. See you later."

The young shopkeeper returned the greeting and said with a smile, "Take care, fellow Daoist. I look forward to seeing you again next time. If you need anything else, don't forget to visit our Wanbao Tower."

Lin Fan nodded, turned around and strode out of Wanbao Tower.

After leaving the gate of Wanbao Tower, the streets outside were still bustling with people. The monks were either walking in a hurry or stopping to talk. Various shouts and the sounds of spiritual power fluctuations of magic weapons were intertwined.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, holding the many good things he had just acquired, his heart full of anticipation for the upcoming cultivation life. He quickly blended into the bustling crowd and gradually disappeared at the end of the street.

(End of this chapter)