Immortality and Cultivation: I Have Too Many Talents

Chapter 566 Demon Race Deal (Seeking Subscriptions)

“Fellow Daoist Xiaoyue, I only used one-tenth of my spiritual power to activate it just now.”

"If activated at full power, the power of this talisman will increase tenfold. When activated instantly, it can freeze the meridians and internal organs, and freeze the soul and inner core."

"Its power is roughly equivalent to a full-force strike from a True Core cultivator in the early stages."

Shen Xuan handed the Ice Soul Flying Sword Talisman to Xiaoyuehu for inspection.

Sure enough, the runes on the Ice Soul Flying Sword Talisman had only dimmed slightly, but were still clear and shimmering with spiritual light.

Howling Moon Fox was very tempted.

She had known Shen Xuan for so long and knew that he was always true to his word.

Even when encountering a demon god's avatar in the Demon Realm, Shen Xuan would turn back to save them and help them retreat.

However, she simply didn't have any bargaining chips to offer.

She still owes Shen Xuan ten Moon Spirit Pearls.

"A mid-grade third-tier ice talisman?"

Crimson Flame Tiger thought to himself.

He is a fire-attribute monster.

During the fight, his opponent always uses water magic to deal with him.

If you have a few Ice Soul Flying Sword Talismans, you can use them to launch a surprise attack and achieve excellent results.

Can I activate it?

"can!"

Shen Xuan said affirmatively.

"If you concentrate all your demonic power, it will definitely be able to be activated. Fellow Daoist Crimson Flame, give it a try."

Shen Xuan handed the Ice Soul Flying Sword Talisman he had used to the Crimson Flame Tiger.

He spared no expense in order to trade with the demon race.

really.

With the Crimson Flame Tiger unleashing its full power, the Ice Soul Flying Sword Talisman suddenly flew up, condensing into an Ice Soul Flying Sword, which shot towards a towering ancient tree like lightning.

After counting the interest.

The towering ancient tree, over ten zhang tall, was covered with a thick layer of black ice, transforming into a crystal-clear ice tree.

Seeing the Ice Soul Flying Sword Talisman with its spiritual power exhausted, the Crimson Flame Tiger repeatedly expressed his regret!
Unlike Shen Xuan.

He couldn't control his strength.

It activated the entire Ice Soul Flying Sword Talisman.

This was a mid-grade, third-tier ice talisman, and it was used up just like that.

The three demons and one human returned to the Howling Moon Fox Cave.

This time, the conversation went very well.

Shen Xuan used three Ice Soul Flying Sword Talismans to exchange for three ripe Qilin Fruits from the Crimson Flame Tiger.

The Howling Moon Fox summoned the Frost-Flowing Snow Wolf.

The three-tailed tabby cat wisely hid.

They learned that the human cultivator was the renowned Xuanbing Zhenren of the Qingyun Sect, who was famous throughout the kingdoms.

Frosty Snow Wolf was also very polite.

He was originally an ice-attribute monster.

Seeing Shen Xuan take out the Ice Soul Flying Sword Talisman, he agreed to trade it for the Frostbite Cold Soul Spirit Tea without thinking twice.

Howling Moon Fox negotiated the price on his behalf.

In the end, Shen Xuan exchanged two Ice Soul Flying Sword Talismans for two catties of Frostbite Cold Soul Spirit Tea.

This is all the Frost Wolf's inventory.

"Xiaoyue, where's that stray cat?"

"Don't let me catch it. It's always sneaking around on my Frosty Snow Mountain, stealing so many of my treasures!"

The Frosty Snow Wolf harbored resentment towards the Three-Tailed Tabby Cat.

"Don't let Master Shen laugh at us!"

Howling Moon Fox offered some words of advice.

"Liu Shuang, please listen to what Master Shen has to say. He has important matters to discuss with us."

These deals were just appetizers.

The real main course was still the various magical pills made from demonic beasts.

A single piece is not very valuable.

However, the demand is high.

Shen Xuan negotiated with the four demons, including Lingyan Hu.

Let them organize the little demons in their territory who have awakened their intelligence to gather spiritual herbs and mine mineral veins.

He would purchase all kinds of medicinal herbs and minerals at reasonable prices.

You can pay with spirit stones or with an equivalent amount of demon beast elixirs.

The transaction must be kept confidential and must not be disclosed to others.

There is only one principle: mutual benefit and win-win cooperation.

After agreeing on the cooperation framework.

Shen Xuan bid farewell to the Crimson Flame Tiger, the Howling Moon Fox, and the Frost Flowing Wolf.

Both parties agreed on a ten-year period.

Ten years later, Shen Xuan returned to the Howling Moon Fox Cave to conduct a transaction.

Crimson Flame Tiger, Howling Moon Fox, and Frost Flowing Wolf escorted Shen Xuan to the entrance of the cave.

After bowing respectfully, Shen Xuan transformed into a streak of azure light and flew towards Luoxia Lake.

His cooperation with these demon kings was entirely based on verbal promises.

No deposit was paid.

However, he could tell.

The Crimson Tiger, Howling Moon Fox, and Frost Wolf were all very attentive.

The demon race follows the law of the jungle: the strong prey on the weak.

Becoming stronger is always their instinct.

It's not that they're unwilling to take the demon beast elixir.

It's not that the conditions weren't met.

Shen Xuan's cooperation with them solved their immediate problem.

The medicinal herbs and mineral veins in the territory are all unclaimed.

Being able to exchange them for demon beast elixirs and cultivation resources is nothing short of a windfall.

The demon race finds it hard to trust human cultivators.

In the minds of the demon kings, human cultivators are treacherous, cunning, and utterly dishonest.

For a little bit of profit, they would even betray their own compatriots and relatives.

This also means that there is absolutely no trust between the demon kings and human cultivators.

It is difficult to achieve sustained long-term cooperation.

Shen Xuan is an exception.

He was not only a Golden Core cultivator of the Qingyun Sect, but also possessed outstanding combat prowess and a far-reaching reputation.

Moreover, Shen Xuan and Xiaoyuehu have known each other for many years.

Howling Moon Fox was willing to vouch for him and act as a go-between.

Such a thing is extremely rare among the demon race.

At this time, the three demons returned to the Howling Moon Fox Cave to discuss the details of their future cooperation.

At the urging of Howling Moon Fox, Frost Wolf temporarily stopped arguing with Three-Tailed Tabby Cat.

The three-tailed tabby cat then revealed itself and joined the discussion.

……

Luoxia Lake.

This place is famous for its ancient purple-tinged sacred trees.

The top sects from nearby countries, and the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Wood Law, all come here to try their luck and see if they can solidify their own Dao body.

Generally speaking, there will be some gains. The special spiritual energy emitted by the Purple Sacred Tree makes Luoxia Lake appear ethereal and beautiful.

For those who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage in the Wood element, practicing here is quite beneficial.

Shen Xuan concealed his aura, disguised his cultivation level as late Foundation Establishment stage, and changed his appearance to that of a middle-aged scholar.

This time, when he came to Luoxia Lake, he saw a completely different scene.

The once rippling lake is now shrouded in a thick, milky-white, eerie mist.

This demonic mist can stagnate the flow of a cultivator's spiritual energy and prevent divine detection.

Even with Shen Xuan's powerful divine sense, he could only penetrate a dozen feet into the depths of the demonic mist.

If it were an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator, their divine sense could only probe within one or two zhang.

At such a short distance, it's hard for cultivators to feel safe.

On the open ground by the lake, three groups of eight Foundation Establishment stage cultivators stood.

Judging from the insignia on their robes, they are Xuantian Sect, Qianji Sect, and Beast Emperor Pavilion.

Eight Foundation Establishment cultivators, five men and three women, all looked worried and distressed.

They watched helplessly as the milky white mist rose from Luoxia Lake, a hint of resentment in their eyes.

"Oh dear, it's been three months already, and this eerie, demonic mist hasn't lessened at all. What are we going to do?!"

“My junior brother was just about to solidify his Dao body and break through to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. Now it seems that this path is blocked.”

"Which senior figure set up this grand formation? What is their intention?"

"Shh, be quiet. You don't want to live! In the wilderness, gossiping about your elders behind their backs is a capital offense!"

The eight men were discussing amongst themselves, their voices filled with complaints, yet none of them dared to step forward and charge into battle.

At this moment, Shen Xuan appeared and strolled over.

An old cultivator from the Xuantian Sect spoke up to dissuade him: "Fellow Daoist, wait a moment!"

Shen Xuan stopped and looked back, his expression calm.

The old cultivator pointed to the churning demonic mist on the lake's surface and said with lingering fear, "I am Li Changhe of the Xuantian Sect. Fellow Daoist, are you new to this place? Please do not act rashly!"

"This is no ordinary fog, but a demonic fog unique to the Wilderness. Hidden deep within the demonic fog is deadly danger. Half a month ago, two fellow Daoists from the Divine Sword Sect forcibly broke in, and there has been no news of them since. Their fate is probably grim."

The female cultivator from the Beast King Pavilion gently stroked the spirit fox on her shoulder and advised, "Fellow Daoist, let's wait until the restriction dissipates before we go in. This is the Wilderness, the territory of the demon race. One wrong move and you could lose your life."

Shen Xuan smiled and nodded.

His gaze swept over the eerie mist on Sunset Lake, a flash of crimson light appeared in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips.

His mastery of array formations is still at the mid-second rank.

However, with the [Illusion-Breaking Spirit Eye Technique] skill, he could immediately see that the demonic mist on Sunset Lake contained a trace of purple spiritual essence.

This was deliberately arranged by the great demon Ziyun.

Based on his understanding of the Purple Essence Demon, it should only be an illusion array and would not kill human cultivators who intrude into it.

Shen Xuan's aura suddenly erupted, and the spiritual pressure of the Golden Core realm spread out.

Li Changhe of the Xuantian Sect was taken aback at first, then bowed respectfully.

"Li Changhe of the Xuantian Sect greets Senior!"

The other seven quickly followed suit and bowed in greeting.

"You stay here and keep watch, I'll go and take a look."

Shen Xuan transformed into a streak of azure light and vanished instantly into the milky-white demonic mist.

After his figure disappeared.

Li Changhe finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After thinking it over repeatedly, he refrained from doing anything impolite.

The female cultivator with the spirit fox patted her chest: "You scared me to death!"

"I thought he was a fellow cultivator of the same level, but it turns out he's a Core Formation cultivator!"

"Hey, do you guys know which senior it is?"

Li Changhe slowly said, "Senior has been very polite to us, so you must be a true master from our Song Kingdom's sect."

"Not bad!"

Everyone agreed.

Someone said, "It definitely isn't from our three sects."

This is easy to understand.

Within a sect, even senior masters will exchange a few pleasantries with junior members of the same sect.

"Golden Sun Divine Sword Azure Cloud, can you guess which sect it belongs to?"

Li Changhe waved his hand slightly.

"Don't make wild guesses. If you anger our seniors, you'll be in big trouble!"

"Fellow Daoist Li is right!"

……

On the surface of Sunset Lake.

Shen Xuan flew at low speed.

A dozen feet around him, waves of icy cold air swirled.

A semi-transparent, turquoise-blue spiritual shield enveloped his body, shimmering slightly.

This is the Primordial Mystic Ice Spirit Shield, which can resist all kinds of evil magic and sorcery.

The milky white, eerie mist swirled outwards, parting to create a passage.

These demonic mists cannot harm Shen Xuan.

However, Shen Xuan had no intention of destroying it.

If he wasn't mistaken, the Great Demon Ziyun had set up this formation for a specific purpose.

We have just arrived at the shore of the small island in the lake.

Then they saw two Foundation Establishment stage disciples of the Divine Sword Sect lying on the grass, unconscious and unaware of their surroundings.

"Senior Ziyun, Shen Xuan has come to pay his respects!"

Shen Xuan did not rush forward. He circulated his spiritual energy and shouted loudly.

"Shen Xuan, what brings you here?"

An old, hoarse voice spoke softly.

"Senior Ziyun, is that your voice?"

"I'm fine, come here!"

Shen Xuan secretly cast a few spells to attract good fortune and avoid misfortune, but none of them issued any warnings. All of them resulted in a perfectly ordinary "neutral" outcome, without any blame or regret.

After checking the surroundings, nothing unusual was found.

Shen Xuan then stepped forward.

When Shen Xuan saw the Ten-Thousand-Year Purple Essence Divine Tree, he was taken aback.

"Senior Ziyun, what's wrong with you?"

Originally, this place was rich in spiritual energy and had very few impurities.

It is very different from other parts of the wilderness.

But the scene before him made Shen Xuan unable to help but speak up.

The ancient Purple Essence Divine Tree, which stood hundreds of feet tall, with a canopy like clouds, lush branches and leaves, and exhaling the glow of the sunset, had now become desolate and decaying.

Spiritual leaves fell one after another from the thick, dragon-like branches.

The tree bark, which was originally shrouded in purple mist and as smooth as jade, has become gray and cracked, and its spiritual light has dimmed.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of purple spirit leaves and branches.

The ancient Purple Sacred Tree no longer radiates a vibrant divine light, but is instead permeated with a somber, decaying aura, as if it is about to die and its life is about to end.

He resembled an old man whose life force was waning and who had reached the end of his life.

This is a thousand-year-old purple-tinged sacred tree.

It had long since awakened its intelligence, refined its spiritual core, and was close to becoming a fourth-order transformed demon.

"I'm fine."

"It's just time!"

"The Great Demon Ziyun said calmly."

There was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

(End of this chapter)