Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

The elixir that Wang Quan wanted to refine, which reads, "People today do not see the moon of ancient times, but only the bright moon of yesteryear shining upon people," required an alchemy furnace.

This alchemy furnace is special; it cannot be made just anywhere and used.

Instead, it requires natural nurturing.

Fortunately, New Continent is big enough, and so is the Underworld.

With a little effort, Wang Quan can still find it.

Once the alchemy furnace is found, Wang Quan must obtain it.

He marked the path, then called out to some spirits: "Gentlemen, I need a special mountain to cultivate in."

"But this mountain is outside the city of No. 10086, 88th Ring Road."

"I am very busy, so please go on my behalf and speak to the owner of this place."

"I want to buy that mountain."

The spirits all nodded: "No problem."

Wang Quan was delighted: "Then you should hurry up and return quickly!"

These ghosts and spirits patted their chests and said, "You can trust us to do things."

Wang Quan nodded.

One breath...

The spirits remained silent.

Wang Quan winked.

Three breaths...

Wang Quan frowned.

The ghosts and spirits blinked.

Five breaths...

Wang Quan coughed: "Gentlemen, why aren't you moving?"

The ghosts and spirits laughed: "Sir, you haven't paid for the journey yet!"

"The payment for the purchase hasn't been made yet!"

"We haven't prepared the gift for those who use connections yet!"

"Sir, how are we supposed to do our work if you don't even give us the goods?"

Royal power...

After a few breaths, he tossed several treasure pouches to the group of ghosts and spirits.

It contained gifts such as pearls, corals, and precious jade.

There are also several bags of green coins.

"Is that enough?"

The spirits examined the money and exclaimed joyfully, "That's enough!"

"Sir, just wait here, we'll be right back."

After saying that, they turned and left.

Wang Quan shouted, "We must buy that mountain back!"

The many ghosts and spirits laughed and said, "Don't worry, sir."

"You can use it anytime you want."

"We can even move that mountain back to the present world for you."

Wang Quan laughed and said, "There's no need to bring the real world here."

"I'll use some tricks to move that mountain to the right location and then it will be ready to use."

Upon hearing this, the many ghosts and spirits exchanged glances, their eyes darting around, and they were overjoyed: "Master, wait for our good news."

This group of ghosts and spirits set off, traversing mountains and rivers, crossing spatial rifts, and passing through teleportation rituals, working tirelessly day and night.

Along the way, they discussed how to deal with the mountain.

The spirit weighed the many treasure bags, and after looking at the gleaming treasures and wealth inside, its eyes darted around: "Master of the Scattered Flowers only wants that mountain."

"And we'll have to move that mountain later."

"Since that's the case, why don't we embezzle the money from selling the mountain?"

Upon hearing this, some ghosts frowned, while others' eyes lit up: "How could you embezzle?"

The clever ghost chuckled: "Although the 88th Ring Road is better than ours, the place where this mountain is located is in a remote and impoverished rural area."

"What powerful ghosts or spirits could there be in the countryside? At most, they'd be a bunch of landlords' and rich people's ghosts."

"They were even a bunch of ghosts who had no clothes on."

"If we are ghosts or gods, we can simply cough once and ask for that mountain."

"We won't give those peasants any benefits."

"As long as we control the mountain when Master Scattering Flowers moves it, that's enough."

"In that case, all those jewels, corals, and gold coins will be ours."

Upon hearing this, the other ghosts and spirits clapped their hands in approval: "Great idea!"

While the spirits were delighted, a thought struck them: "However, I feel we should still give the local natives some money to appease them and prevent them from becoming a hindrance."

The other ghosts and gods laughed and said, "All the gleaming jewels are ours, why should they be given to a peasant?"

Not a single green coin will be given.

"If they dare to cause trouble, we can just eat them up like snacks."

Thus, they traveled all the way to their destination.

This place is quite desolate. Wild ghosts and monsters live on the mountain, entangled in love and hate. At the foot of the mountain, ghosts and monsters act as tenants, cultivating the fields and working day and night.

In the distance is City No. 10086, 88th Ring Road.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a manor.

Inside the manor, a portly old ghost was hosting a grand banquet, inviting his companions to eat.

Because today the tenants caught several wild monks.

Those cultivators had repeatedly smuggled themselves into the Underworld, illegally mining and extracting resources. They were always on the run, and their muscles were quite strong.

After obtaining it, the wealthy landlord couldn't resist showing it off, which is why he invited his friends and family to a feast.

A grand banquet was held in the manor, and the tenants and ghosts down the mountain craned their necks to sniff the meat.

The wild monsters on the mountain sang and danced, enjoying the taste of meat, gnawing on tree bark, and eating grass roots—they considered it a kind of enjoyment.

Just then, the ghosts and spirits of City 95 arrived.

They swaggered in, trampling on fertile fields, and barged into the manor, taking their seats with an air of superiority: "Gentlemen, we have come with only one goal—to seize that mountain."

"From this moment on, that mountain is ours."

The local landlord was furious. He shook his big belly and angrily pointed at the ghosts and gods, saying, "This mountain has been passed down from my ancestors."

"What right do you have to steal it?"

The 95 ghosts laughed heartily: "We're here to serve Lord Sprinkle Flowers."

"The world's treasures belong to those with virtue."

"This mountain is destined to belong to my master, so it naturally belongs to him."

As they spoke, the ghosts and spirits exhaled a breath: "Whoosh!"

A gust of ghostly wind swept through, blowing away all the ghosts and monsters on the mountain, at the foot of the mountain, and in the manor.

call out!

The group of monsters flew thousands of miles away, crashed to the ground, and broke their bones and tendons.

Some unlucky ones even fall to their deaths.

The landlord, relying on his large belly, bounced a few times on the ground and jumped up.

Pointing in the direction of its hometown, it cursed, "You bastard, you think you can bully us country bumpkins just because you're so powerful? Do you really think there aren't any monsters above us?"

"You wait, I'm going to sue you! I'm going to sue you all the way to the City Lord's Mansion, to the Ring Lord's Mansion, and all the way to the capital!"

"What the hell? They've gone completely lawless?"

The landlord wiped away his snot and tears, and had his tenants, who were missing arms and legs, cut down tree branches and make a chair for him to lie on.

They threatened and whipped the wild ghosts, then, crying and sobbing, went straight to the city lord's mansion to file a complaint.

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Wang Quan was unaware that the group of ghosts and gods had embezzled the money.

After arranging for the spirits to purchase the mountain, he plunged into the underworld, then traversed mountains and valleys, followed the teleportation ritual, passed through spatial rifts, and returned to the Drowning Lower Court in one breath.

Having been away for many years, he felt extremely warm and welcome upon returning.

The Lower House of Drowning is now dozens or even hundreds of times more prosperous than when he left it.

The former market town expanded and expanded again.

The surrounding mountains are dotted with pavilions and courtyards of varying heights, where countless spirits, martial artists, and cultivators of new methods roam freely.

The mountains and fields are covered with sunflower essence.

Large ships roared in, carrying large quantities of sunflowers and all sorts of strange seeds.

A massive amount of Qingfu coins were unloaded from the ship.

On the Nu River nearby, hundreds of boats raced against each other.

Some monks extract river water to refine various naval mines and materials.

There were also cultivators who led spirits, new-style cultivators, and others to the lower realms to gather various materials.

The entire lower courtyard of the drowning site was bustling and lively.