Cultivating Immortality in a Family: I Prove Immortality Through the Chaotic Dao Realm

Chapter 149 Chen Qian: Do you want this stone?
Chen Qian's gaze casually swept over the dazzling array of ores on both sides, and finally stopped in front of an exceptionally spacious shop.

Looking up, you see three powerful ancient characters on a black background with gold lacquer: Strange Stone Museum.

The shop has a spacious facade, built with thick blue stone blocks, which makes it look stable and grand.

Looking through the open door, the interior space is exceptionally spacious, far surpassing other small shops in the alley.

Light streamed down through the inlaid roof tiles high above, illuminating the dust particles that floated slowly in the air.

The massive stone shelves stand against the wall, resembling a silent stone forest, displaying countless mineral specimens.

The fiery volcanic rock flows with solidified red marks, as if it contains the fire from the earth's core;

The azure abyssal cold iron exuded a chilling aura, causing the air nearby to freeze slightly.

The warm, lustrous chalcedony encases flowing liquid gold dust, refracting a rainbow of colors under the light...

This place boasts an exceptionally rich collection of various minerals, making it a veritable condensed underground treasure trove.

However, Chen Qian's gaze merely swept over these valuable ores without lingering.

In an instant, they located the central display stand at the deepest part of the store, occupying a large portion of the wall.

There, a huge ore boulder, taller than a person, stands majestically, attracting much attention.

It has a deep, dark green color throughout, and its surface is covered with layers of natural folds that resemble ancient mountains.

The wrinkles are not chaotic, but rather present a strange sense of rhythm, like a work of art carefully sculpted by time and the great power of the earth's crust.

At the top of the ore, several soft, almost jade-like light green veins meander down, like tender buds breaking through the soil in early spring, or like the morning mist swirling around the mountains, adding a touch of vitality and dynamism to this somber and heavy giant rock.

Chen Qian entered the strange stone museum and went straight to this strange stone.

Below the stone is a plaque with four striking characters: "Green Peaks and Verdant Mountains".

Chen Qian's eyes shone brightly as he activated his Divine Eye Technique.

As his gaze fell upon the boulder, a clear and distinct tremor suddenly emanated from the Niwan Palace deep within his brow, from the Realm of Fate Wheel!

"Om-!"

An ancient, magnificent, and infinitely vibrant feeling suddenly overwhelmed his mind.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the dark green folds on the surface of the boulder, reaching directly to its core.

This thick, solid rock barrier, strong enough to block out the divine sense of cultivators, was clearly visible in the perception of the Life Wheel Realm, its outline clearly sketched in Chen Qian's sea of ​​consciousness—

There lies a core embryo, nurturing a vast wood-elemental aura!

It lies dormant in silence, exuding the purest essence of wood.

Wood Spirit Orb prototype!
It is the key divine object that evolved the complete wood element space in the Wheel of Fate and laid the foundation for the growth of all things!

Determined to win!

Chen Qian's heart skipped a beat, but was quickly calmed down by his strong willpower.

His face remained calm as he circled the "lush green mountains" a few times.

As if marveling at the wonders of nature, their steps were as steady as if they were walking in their own backyard.

The shop assistant noticed this reserved yet bright-eyed customer and, seeing him head straight for the central display stand, quickly stepped forward, a professional smile plastered on his face.
"Distinguished guest, you have an excellent eye! This is our store's prized possession, 'Verdant Peaks,' a rare gem sourced from the depths of a secluded valley three thousand miles away. Naturally formed with such a majestic, layered mountain formation, it is a sight to behold! Look at the texture, the spirit it embodies..."

The shopkeeper spoke eloquently and fluently, but then changed the subject, adding with a hint of apology, "However, this item was personally ordered by the master and is not for sale; it is only for display purposes. I'm truly sorry!"

Chen Qian seemed not to hear. He slightly raised his right hand, his slender fingers seemingly carrying a strange rhythm, and naturally bent his knuckles, gently tapping down on the dark green, heavy mine wall.

"Tap, tap tap."

The sound was crisp and short, standing out starkly in the tranquil atmosphere of the stone museum.

His movements were as casual as tapping a watermelon for sale in a marketplace, carrying a hint of nonchalant leisure.

However, deep within those dark eyes, the power of the Wheel of Fate was quietly flowing.

With the help of that slight tapping vibration, it silently penetrated the mine wall and more clearly "touched" the core of the wood source that was brimming with infinite vitality.

"Hmm..." Chen Qian withdrew his finger, his eyebrows twitching almost imperceptibly, as if he were savoring some subtle difference.

"This sound... it sounds a bit like the pickling jar in my kitchen that's been used for thirty years, it's very crisp."

The sound was calm, neither loud nor soft, yet it resonated clearly within the excessively quiet stone museum.

"Pickling...pickle jars?" The waiter's smile froze instantly, his mouth slightly agape, as if an invisible hand had gripped his throat.

He had never heard anyone dare to praise this prized possession, which the owner regarded as a treasure, in such a way!
This is blatant blasphemy! A chill ran down his spine.

"presumptuous!"

A furious and icy shout, like the scraping of iron against stone, exploded from the stairwell deep inside the shop, instantly shattering the deathly silence within.

Heavy footsteps followed, each step seeming to pound on people's hearts, carrying an immense sense of oppression.

A figure as tall and imposing as a solitary peak or cliff appeared at the corner of the stairs.

The newcomer was none other than Zhao Jinglan, a peak Qi Refining cultivator from the Zhao family!

He was still dressed in a black outfit, carrying a long sword on his back, his jawline taut with cold, hard lines.

A pair of hawk-like eyes were fixed on Chen Qian, their sharp gaze like two unsheathed ice spikes, making no attempt to conceal the hostility and anger within.

"It's you?" Zhao Jinglan's voice was as cold as ice. "Chen Yunqian?"

He deliberately pronounced the name slowly and deliberately.

"How dare you presume to comment on my treasures? Do you even understand the Dao of Spirit Ore? Yet you dare to speak so recklessly!"

Chen Qian slowly turned around to face that cold gaze.

However, his face remained expressionless, as if the other party's sharp aura, which could crush ordinary Qi Refining cultivators, was nothing more than a gentle breeze.

"Whether you are worthy or not is not for you to decide, Fellow Daoist Zhao." He spoke calmly, as if stating an indisputable fact.

"The stones are placed here for people to see, aren't they? As for the path to the spirit ore..."

He paused, his gaze returning to the massive "Green Mountains and Verdant Peaks," a faint yet meaningful smile curving his lips. "I do know a little bit about it."

He raised his hand, his fingertip casually tapping the dark green boulder again: "Judging from the crisp sound it makes, like a pickling jar, it might have been hollowed out inside, who knows?"

He emphasized the words "pickle jar".

"You!?" Zhao Jinglan was so angry at Chen Qian's indifferent attitude that he didn't know how to respond.

He had studied this piece, "Verdant Peaks and Layered Greenery," countless times.

The rocks that make up the rock are not precious; they are just common dolomite and green granite. Apart from their beautiful shape and artistic features, it is obvious that they cannot contain any precious mineral deposits.

However, this boulder seemed to emanate a strange aura that made his soul feel comfortable, allowing him to cultivate nearby and making his magical power more supple and enduring. This was quite remarkable.

Therefore, he was convinced that this must be a rare treasure.

Such special treasures generally cannot be destroyed at will, otherwise they may end up being completely destroyed.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to resist the urge to cut it open and see what's so amazing about it.

“However, I buy things based on first impressions, not on their monetary value,” Chen Qian said casually, raising an eyebrow.

"So, Fellow Daoist Zhao, name your price!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jinglan's lips curled into a mocking smile. He said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, didn't you hear my shop assistant just say that this stone is not for sale? It is the most prized possession of my shop!"

"So, I'm sorry, it's not for sale!"

His words were resolute and unwavering. After he finished speaking, Zhao Jinglan felt as refreshed and comfortable as if he had drunk a bowl of sour plum soup on a hot June day, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

At this moment, he appeared calm and collected, but in reality, his mind was fixed on Chen Qian, eager to see Chen Qian's expression of exasperation.

"Oh? Is that so?" Chen Qian remained unmoved upon hearing Zhao Jinglan's reply.

“I have never believed that anything is not for sale,” Chen Qian said calmly.

"The so-called 'not for sale' items are just items for which we couldn't agree on a price."

Zhao Jinglan looked disdainful and was about to refute Chen Qian's "fallacy" when suddenly his gaze sharpened as he was captivated by what appeared in Chen Qian's hand.

Chen Qian was fiddling with a fist-sized stone that shimmered with a faint silver light.

"This is... Silver Sand?"

His voice was trembling.

"Not bad!" Chen Qian laughed heartily. "Could I exchange this piece of silver sand for your 'Azure Peaks and Verdant Mountains'?"

Silver Sand is a top-tier second-order spiritual material, and its primary use is to enhance the sharpness of spirit-grade flying swords.

For swords, sharpness is the primary attribute, without exception.

Adding just a tiny bit during the forging of a flying sword can give it a qualitative leap, making it something every Foundation Establishment sword cultivator dreams of.

This fist-sized piece of silver sand ore, although the amount of pure ore obtained after refining will not be much, is enough to make two or three flying swords.

The key issue is that this thing is extremely rare, and the demand is enormous, so even if you wanted to buy it at a premium, there's nowhere to buy it.

This item is so difficult for even Foundation Establishment cultivators to obtain that one can only imagine how tempting it is for a Qi Refining Peak sword cultivator like Zhao Jinglan.

Chen Qian obtained this item from Wang Jue Tian's collection. There were two pieces in total, one of which he had already thrown into the Chaos Pool.

He can manifest it whenever he wants in the future, and it will be fully refined.

This unrefined portion has come in handy now, precisely targeting Zhao Jinglan's Achilles' heel.

At that moment, Zhao Jinglan felt as if all the blood in his body had rushed to his head, and he immediately wanted to agree.

However, he still harbored resentment, and his long-standing pride wouldn't allow him to immediately back down and contradict himself.

He forcefully swallowed the words that were about to rush to his throat, and his expression was quite interesting. Chen Qian was worried that he might suffer internal injuries from holding it in.

After a long while, Zhao Jinglan finally spoke, his voice noticeably hoarse: "Fellow Daoist Chen, I agree to the exchange."

He actually wanted Chen Qian to use the Silver Sand as a wager, so that the two of them could have a match, and he could also take the opportunity to dampen Chen Qian's arrogance.

Unfortunately, the Silver Sand was too important to him, while the Verdant Peaks were dispensable to Chen Qian. If he suddenly didn't want to change it, that would be disastrous.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, it's best not to create any further trouble.

Little did he know, Chen Qian was also worried that he wouldn't give him a replacement...

Fortunately, he didn't know, otherwise, if they had really fought, he would not only have lost Green Peaks and Greenery and failed to obtain the Silver Sand, but he would have also turned from a handsome young man into a pig's head...

Upon returning to the family's cave dwelling, Chen Qian went straight to Chen Yi's room.

In the past few days, Chen Qian has spent his days with Chen Yunyi either drinking tea and discussing philosophy or chatting about everyday matters.

They would also create talismans and study formations together during the breaks.

After several days of nurturing, the feelings between the two grew stronger, and their interactions became more natural.

In front of Chen Qian, Chen Yunyi became more and more like a normal woman, no longer exuding a cold and aloof aura all the time.

Today, Chen Qian plans to absorb some of the icy energy from Chen Yunyi's body to clear obstacles for her advancement to Foundation Establishment, lest the icy energy accumulate too much and affect her soul.

The cultivation technique that Chen Yunyi practiced was originally very suitable for her and should not have produced so much ice energy.

However, she possesses a flawed Ice Spirit Body. The combination of these two factors, along with her extraordinary growth in cultivation techniques and the incompatibility of her physical body, led to this abnormal situation.

This was something that the person who created the Xuanming Ice Soul Scripture could not have foreseen.

Fortunately, she met Chen Qian.

Otherwise, sooner or later it will become a mindless training machine.

As with the previous two times, Chen Qian absorbed the Ice Fiend smoothly.

Moreover, due to his greatly increased strength, he absorbed most of the icy energy from Chen Yunyi before ending the process.

During the encounter, their skin touched and their breaths mingled, their tender and intimate moments were the envy of everyone around them.

Anyway, Chen Qian got his wish and once again tasted the fragrance of Chen Yunyi's lips and teeth, and then returned to his room satisfied.

Back in his room, Chen Qian waited until the night was deep and quiet before entering the Wheel of Fate.

This method of self-cultivation, which involves restraining one's strong desires and waiting for a state of mental peace, is extremely useful and brings about spiritual growth each time.

The actual effect will be reflected in the growth of his soul.

The two arms that sprouted from his soul have basically solidified under his targeted cultivation, which means that his spiritual strength has officially reached the level of a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

On Taichu Peak, Chen Qian did not immediately take out the Azure Peak, but instead activated the Body Tempering Technique of Fiendish Qi, focusing all his efforts on refining the icy fiendish qi absorbed from his meridians.

To cultivate the Profound Yin Refining God Technique, one must possess high-purity Yin Sha; this icy Sha can only be used for body refinement.

Without the Five Elements Revolving Wheel Technique, one can still advance their body refinement to the second level by relying on the Brutal Qi Body Tempering Technique, but this will be much slower.

Because it requires the simultaneous tempering of the five major organs and the synchronous development of muscles and bones throughout the body, one must eventually break through the critical point to complete the advancement.

It's easy to imagine how much malevolent energy this process requires.

However, the Five Elements Revolving Wheel Technique strengthens each organ one by one. Based on the principle of mutual generation of the five elements, the process of tempering the five organs will be much faster.

(End of this chapter)