Immortality and cultivation begin with full comprehension.

Chapter 608 Entering the Wuya Sect to Carry Out a Mission (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
As the mirror light sweeps across, shadows of different colors appear beneath each person's feet.

"It's a Soul-Illuminating Mirror!"

Yue Wuyai secretly transmitted his voice to Li Yunjing, "It can reveal the origin of the cultivation method. Fellow Daoist Li, quickly circulate the 'Boundless Heart Sutra' I gave you!"

After saying that, Yue Wuyai passed on a mental cultivation technique to him.

"no problem!"

Upon hearing Yue Wuyai's telepathic message, Li Yunjing smiled slightly and, without haste, began to attempt cultivation according to the contents of the "Boundless Heart Sutra".

His comprehension was exceptionally high, and coupled with his mastery of thousands of techniques and supernatural abilities, it could be said that he had a 30-50% success rate after just a glance at the contents of the "Boundless Heart Sutra".

Standing in the center of the line, watching the disciples of the "Tianluo Dao Sect" being checked one by one, he realized that he was only a few hundred people away from his turn.

Li Yunjing remained calm and composed, observing everything before him with ease.

Meanwhile, in Li Yunjing's mind, the "Boundless Heart Sutra" was being analyzed at lightning speed. Within his body, the power of the five elements circulated, instantly transforming into the unique bluish-gray mist of the "Boundless Sect".

Li Yunjing was more relaxed after her first attempt was successful.

Sure enough, not long after, when the disciple of the "Tianluo Dao Sect" walked up to Li Yunjing, the mirror light swept over him, and the shadow under his feet indeed showed the standard characteristics of the "Wuyamen" technique.

The disciple of the "Tianluo Dao Sect" stared at Li Yunjing's shadow for a moment, his brows furrowed slightly, but ultimately he did not notice anything unusual.

"Next!"

The patrolling disciple eventually waved impatiently and turned to the next cultivator.

"call……"

Li Yunjing secretly breathed a sigh of relief as the group slowly moved forward.

He noticed Yue Wuyai nodding slightly at him from a distance, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

Yue Wuyai was clearly shocked. What kind of talent was Li Yunjing to have mastered the Heart Sutra of Boundless Cliff in such a short time?
Li Yunjing didn't seem to care.

He has a strong learning ability, and this has become a habit.

His life was destined to reach its zenith amidst the astonishment of millions of lives.

The Wuya Sect had over six thousand disciples in the square.

After inspecting everyone for a full half hour, Inspector Zhao nodded with satisfaction upon finding no problems.

He gave Yue Wuyai some more instructions before boarding the flying boat, surrounded by a group of experts from the "Wuyai Sect," and heading towards his next destination.

After seeing off these plagues, even Yue Wuyai breathed a sigh of relief.

He summoned several Golden Core cultivators, introduced Li Yunjing to them, and instructed his disciples to take good care of him.

As they were old friends of their teacher, the Golden Core cultivators naturally dared not neglect them.

After everyone dispersed, Li Yunjing officially joined the "Wuya Sect" under the identity of "Li Wutian".

In front of his disciples, Yue Wuyai announced: "From now on, Steward Li will be in charge of the Procurement Department and will be free to enter and leave the islands."

Several Golden Core cultivators were slightly surprised, but they still obediently agreed and said that Li Yunjing could ask them for help with anything.

That night, Li Yunjing set up numerous restrictions in his new cave.

We've finally settled down.

According to the plan, the day after tomorrow is the day he will leave. In the next two days, Li Yunjing plans to learn more about the "Wuya Sect's" techniques and rules so that he won't be exposed when he goes out.

The next morning, Li Yunjing changed into the clothes of a steward of the "Wuya Sect" and wore the token of the Procurement Department at his waist. He swaggered around the sect.

Upon seeing Li Yunjing's token, the gatekeepers and patrolling disciples immediately bowed respectfully.

His special status meant that Li Yunjing was open to almost any place.

In just two days, this newly appointed "Procurement Department" steward finally made an impression within the "Wuya Sect" and was remembered by many disciples.

This was something Li Yunjing did intentionally.

He can't be completely invisible within the sect, can he?

If someone with ulterior motives targets us, there will definitely be a risk of our secret being exposed.

Three days later, early in the morning, Li Yunjing arrived at the "Procurement Department" on time to report for duty.

Pushing open the heavy ebony door, a unique aroma, a blend of the smell of the sea and the fragrance of medicinal herbs, wafted out.

Several disciples inside the company were checking the goods, and they quickly bowed when they saw him enter.

"Deacon Li, this is the list of items to be procured this time."

A young disciple in the Foundation Establishment stage respectfully handed over a jade slip, saying, "We need three hundred catties of fire-patterned coral from Chenxing Island, and also..."

Li Yunjing scanned the jade slip with his divine sense and suddenly found a line of small characters at the end: "Eastern reef area of ​​the island, full moon night, three quarters past the hour of Chou."

The handwriting was indeed Yue Wuyai's.

"Well prepared."

He put away the jade slip, his gaze sweeping over several wooden boxes in the corner, each affixed with a spirit-sealing talisman. "What are these?"

“Reply to the steward, besides being responsible for acquisitions, we sometimes also have to sell some things.”

The disciple lowered his voice, "This is all standard practice, to help our people earn some extra money."

"Oh! So that's how it is!"

Li Yunjing gently stroked the wooden box with his fingertips, sensing that it contained some ordinary cultivation resources, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

He casually patted the box and said, "Since these are goods for resale, I'll just take them with me on my way."

"call……"

Several Foundation Establishment cultivators breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

They were afraid that the new boss would be inflexible.

Looking back now, it seems that they were quite flexible and adaptable.

This relieved a lot of pressure on everyone. After all, Li Wutian was rumored to be an old friend of the Wuya Ancestor, and they dared not secretly antagonize such a person.

Now, the boss might become "one of us," which would naturally be a win-win situation.

When they arrived at the dock, a completely black spirit boat was already ready.

The ship's hull was covered with water-avoiding symbols, but instead of the Wuyamen flag, a gray canvas embroidered with thunder patterns hung on the mast.

This is precisely the unique mark of the Chenxing Island caravan.

"Deacon Li, please board the ship."

An old man wearing a straw hat stood at the bow of the ship. He was actually a Golden Core cultivator. "My surname is Chen. I am the escort for this voyage."

"How is this going?"

Li Yunjing turned to his deputy with curiosity and asked.

"Is such that!"

The second-in-command secretly transmitted his voice: "We have enemies near 'Sinking Star Island'. If their people see us, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble! But we hired Boss Chen's ship, which is protected by the 'Sinking Star Island' caravan. Even if we encounter enemies, they won't dare to attack us."

"Oh! So that's how it is!"

Li Yunjing gave a wry smile, only then realizing how difficult it was to be a "small sect".

He had no idea that "Wuyamen" was already quite powerful; those lower-level sects and families had an even harder time surviving.

As for rogue cultivators?

Apart from a few exceptional cases of meteoric rise, most are in dire straits.

Let alone cultivation, even survival is a problem.

Their lives were practically a testament to the uncertainty of their livelihood.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Senior Chen!"

Li Yunjing smiled, cupped his hands in a salute, and walked toward the ship's ladder.

Behind him were people from the "Procurement Department" carrying ordinary goods.

As for why not use a storage magic item?
They are engaged in maritime transport, and their mission is large-scale transactions.

Where would these Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators get such large storage treasures?

Just like Li Yunjing in his early years, before he had the "Purple Gold Gourd", he carried more than a dozen "storage rings", dozens of "storage bracelets", hundreds of "treasure pouches", and tens of thousands of storage bags.

Is he willing to bring so much stuff?

It's not that there's limited space; we can't fit all the spoils.

Back then, Li Yunjing would specifically choose high-end, high-quality items.

Now, the "Wuyamen" is trading a bunch of low-level items, so naturally there are more of them.

Especially those metal ores and spirit rice, which took up a huge amount of space.

Even the "Wuya Sect" dared not provide these ordinary disciples with high-level storage magic treasures.

You should know that storage magic items are more expensive than goods, so if they are looted, the losses will be huge!

Why not send a skilled escort?
As a large sect with six or seven thousand members, the "Wuyamen" sect only has ten Golden Core cultivators in total.

They all hold positions at the level of hall masters within their respective sects; they are all "big shots." How could they possibly be running around at sea for these things?
Should I handle official business or take some precious time for cultivation?

In this way, it was natural that the Foundation Establishment cultivators like Li Yunjing, along with dozens of Qi Refining cultivators, would be responsible for these miscellaneous tasks.

This is also the usual practice of sects.

In fact, the "Shenxiao Daozong" operates in the same way.

Every sect and family prioritizes minimizing disruption to high-level cultivators' cultivation, and the more tasks their subordinates can perform, the better.

The vast majority of low-level cultivators work hard to support the top-level cultivators of their sects and families; this is the normal ecosystem.

As Li Yunjing boarded the ship, he keenly noticed a fresh sword mark on the hull. The elderly man surnamed Chen followed his gaze and chuckled dryly, "It was an accident during the trial voyage the other day."

Upon hearing this, Li Yunjing nodded slightly, but his fingertips quietly brushed across the sword mark, and a wisp of divine consciousness silently seeped into it.

The lingering sword energy deep within the sword mark made him frown slightly.

These are clearly traces left by cultivators at the fifth or sixth level of the Golden Core stage.

It seems that Boss Chen wasn't telling the truth!

Has this guy gotten himself into trouble outside?

If that's the case, wouldn't boarding his ship and going out to sea mean encountering his enemies?
"Senior Chen's ship made quite a commotion during its sea trials."

He asked with a half-smile.

"The sea is rough, and bumps and knocks are inevitable."

The old man's expression remained unchanged, but a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes beneath his bamboo hat: "Deacon Li, please follow me to the cabin to rest. I swear on my honor that you will arrive at 'Sinking Star Island' safely!"

"OK then!"

Li Yunjing carefully examined Chen Laoda. The man's muscles were taut, full of fiery power, and his divine sense was forged like iron, which seemed somewhat unusual.

Perhaps this person really does have some special abilities?
Li Yunjing did not cancel the operation; his time was running out.

Changing to another ship would be troublesome, but he had ten fourth-tier talismans given to him by Yue Wuyai!

These talismans are enough to resolve many troubles.

Li Yunjing's use of talismans to kill people now has a legitimate reason, so that people won't doubt his Golden Core cultivation level.

"please!"

Old Chen was overjoyed, fearing the deal would fall through.

"Senior Chen, you're too kind."

Li Yunjing smiled, climbed onto the deck, and watched the people below busily moving goods. He chatted idly with Boss Chen.

Just as the cargo was half loaded, the sea suddenly became calm and moved on its own.

Li Yunjing caught a glimpse of a cold glint behind a distant reef out of the corner of his eye, and immediately took half a step toward the ship's side without making a sound.

"How long has Senior Chen been making a living at sea?"

He casually tossed a spirit stone aside and asked in what appeared to be a casual conversation.

"I've been making a living from this for over 320 years."

The old man stroked his beard: "Deacon Li, rest assured! I've cooperated with your 'Wuya Sect' more than once or twice, and nothing has ever gone wrong!"

"That's good! I have complete faith in Boss Chen's abilities!"

Li Yunjing responded with a smile, thinking to himself, "Trouble has come knocking on our door, and you still don't know how much I 'trust' you."

After all the goods were loaded onto the ship, Li Yunjing signaled his men to go into the cabin to guard the cargo and take turns resting.

Just as Li Yunjing stepped into the cabin, he suddenly stopped.

He casually touched the hatch, but his gaze returned to the reef.

"Is Deacon Li very interested in the ship?"

The elderly man surnamed Chen suddenly turned around, his withered fingers pressing against the cabin wall. "Would you like me to give you a tour?"

"Li was simply curious about the structure of this spirit boat."

Li Yunjing laughed heartily: "Speaking of which, I've been around for so many years and I still haven't been able to buy a spirit boat!"

The spirit boat sped away from the port, and Li Yunjing stood at the stern, watching the dock gradually disappear into the distance.

After traveling about a hundred miles, with the sea breeze on his face, Li Yunjing squinted, his gaze still fixed on the location of the reef behind him.

If he hadn't been preoccupied with something else, he really would have wanted to go and see what was going on there!
He always felt something was wrong.

His spiritual sense was never wrong, so Li Yunjing specially sent a "ten-thousand-mile communication talisman" to tell Yue Wuyai the message.

Whatever is on that reef, with Yue Wuyai's intervention, the opponent certainly won't be able to escape.

"Deacon Li seems quite interested in that reef?"

Old Chen appeared behind them at some point, carrying a gourd of wine.

"I heard that rare marine animals often appear in that reef area, and I was thinking of hunting some on the way back."

Li Yunjing smiled.

"What a coincidence."

Old Master Chen suddenly lowered his voice, "I just received news yesterday that a rare 'lightning-patterned electric ray' has indeed appeared there recently."

As he spoke, he took out a blue-glowing scale from his pocket. "I found this on the rocky beach this morning."

Li Yunjing took the scale, and felt a slight tingling sensation on his fingertips.

These aren't electric ray scales at all; they're clearly crystallized remnants of lightning magic!

"It's indeed a treasure!"

He feigned surprise: "Senior Chen, could you please elaborate?"

As the two were talking, the ship suddenly shook violently.

The calm sea suddenly began to churn, and the sky instantly became overcast.

"Oh no! It's a storm!"

Boss Chen's expression changed drastically. He turned to the crew and shouted, "Lower the sails! Activate the flood barrier! Get around this area!"

Li Yunjing stared at the distant sea, his pupils slightly contracted.

That wasn't a naturally formed storm at all!

Crimson runes could be faintly seen flowing within the dark clouds, clearly indicating a man-made array!

"Everyone beware!"

Li Yunjing shouted, "Something's wrong with this storm!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a bolt of blood-red lightning struck the bow of the ship, and an eerie blue flame instantly ignited on the deck.

"boom!"

Another bolt of blood-red lightning struck down, causing the protective barrier to shake violently.

Li Yunjing suddenly sensed something and abruptly turned his head to look at the seabed.

Dozens of dark figures are rapidly approaching!

"Ready to fight!"

Boss Chen finally realized something was wrong. He shouted and made a hand seal. Just as he was about to activate his supernatural power, the sea surface suddenly shone with precious light, and seven or eight cultivators dressed in blood-red robes were forced to surface.

Upon seeing this, Boss Chen gritted his teeth and said, "They're pirates from the 'Blood Slaughter Gang'!"

Before he could finish speaking, a jet of blood suddenly shot down from the clouds, heading straight for Boss Chen's throat!

"Hehehe! Boss Chen, you managed to escape last time, but I didn't expect you to dare to go out again in less than half a month! You really don't take my 'Blood Slaughter Gang' seriously!"

A burly man in blood-stained clothes stood amidst the dark clouds, laughing wildly.

Old Chen retreated quickly, a jet of blood grazing his nose and embedding itself in the deck, melting a bowl-sized hole in the three-inch-thick black iron plank.

The ship tilted violently, and Chen Laoda took advantage of the situation to throw out seven "Dragon-Trapping Nails," which pierced the sea surface and instantly created a ten-zhang-high wall of water, blocking the nearest pirates.

"Blood Slaughter Gang Leader, why are you being so aggressive?"

Old Chen wiped away a cold sweat, and the gourd in his hand suddenly shattered, revealing a three-inch-long bone-piercing nail inside.

He flicked his wrist and fired eighteen bone-piercing nails, each one carrying a foul stench, aimed straight at the blood-robed cultivator's brow.

In just a moment, eighteen of the Foundation Establishment stage pirates from the Blood Slaughter Gang were shot dead.

"Old devil Chen, you won't escape today!"

The leader of the Blood Slaughter Gang, the man in the blood-red robe, flew down and stood on the mast of the main ship, his command flag unleashing a rain of blood: "You've offended me, and you still want to live?"

His gaze swept over Li Yunjing, and he suddenly grinned maliciously, "And you, kid from the 'Boundless Cliff Sect,' sorry, who told you to be so unlucky?"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Boss Chen trembled violently and let out a chilling laugh, "Since you won't give me a way out, then I'll fight you to the death today! Men, all of you, attack and kill the pirates!"

"Yes! Boss!"

On the spirit boat, Chen Laoda's men, with solemn expressions, took action to resist the attacks of the surrounding pirates.

"Everyone from the Procurement Department, come out and fight these pirates! These pirates have no rules and won't give us a way to survive. If we want to live, we have to fight them to the death!"

Li Yunjing made a pretentious shout.

In reality, he was observing his surroundings, looking for a suitable opportunity to make a move.

After all, he was temporarily disguised as a minor Foundation Establishment Realm sixth level cultivator.

For a minor cultivator like this to suddenly strike and kill a Golden Core cultivator, there must be a reasonable explanation.

Just after Li Yunjing gave the order, the members of the "Wuyamen" rushed out with bitter faces and formed a battle formation.

They had no complaints about their new boss, but they secretly lamented their bad luck, having encountered pirates as soon as they set sail.

Moreover, he was a pirate who had a grudge against Boss Chen!
This is really going to be a disaster.

As our boss said, if they don't fight with all their might, they'll all die!

That was just said by the leader of the "Blood Slaughter Gang"!

(End of this chapter)