Mortal: From a Chaotic Star Sea to a True Immortal

One reason is a lack of experience in combat.

Now that Wei Fang has achieved the Golden Core stage, it's time for him to return and visit the deserted island at sea where he fled in panic.

There might be another opportunity there.

Collecting materials for magical artifacts is extremely difficult; most Core Formation cultivators can only successfully refine a magical artifact after reaching the mid-stage of cultivation.

Most of the few early-stage Core Formation cultivators who possess magical treasures are of average quality.

These all involve decades or even centuries of accumulation.

In the entire cultivation world, there is only one person like the Old Demon who can grow seven or eight Heavenly Thunder Bamboos from a single root and use them to refine magical treasures. There is no one else like him.

Ordinary materials are fine, although they are expensive, there are times when you can buy them.

The truly rare and precious natural treasures are mostly scattered in various desolate and uninhabited places, and can only be obtained by those with great opportunities and perseverance.

"With my current cultivation level, and these several trapping and killing formations, plus numerous talismans, I can escape even from a late-stage Core Formation cultivator. Why not go back and explore the secrets of this island again?"

I acted on my thoughts.

After a few days, Wei Fang cleaned up everything in the cave and posted a communication talisman outside the cave to let visitors know that he had gone out to travel.

"Is this the speed of a Core Formation cultivator? It's definitely not comparable to a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Although there aren't many powerful divine abilities in this Wood Flame True Scripture, its healing and escape techniques are truly extraordinary. If I could cultivate it up to the mid-Nascent Soul stage, I really wouldn't want to give up this technique."

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A streak of blue-red light flashed across the sea and disappeared in a flash, swiftly cutting across the sky.

I remember it took me almost half a year to get to Tianxing City, but now, at my normal speed, Wei Fangbian has arrived at the deserted island where he encountered the Crimson Fire Dragon in just one month.

"At the time, although this island was covered with giant trees and wild beasts, they were nothing more than insignificant monsters. Little did I know that this island held a hidden world within."

We returned to the site of the great battle that day.

Decades have passed, and the traces of that day have long been covered by flowers, grass, and vines, and can no longer be seen.

"Go on, you must be starving. We'll have something to eat on this island today. Remember to keep a low profile."

Wei Fang gave the order to release the little dragon, which was already a level three demon beast, and to have it clear out the demon beasts on the island.

Turning around, Wei Fang's eyes shone brightly as he used his divine sense to search inch by inch.

Half a time passed, and Wei Fang had gained nothing.

If something strange hadn't actually happened there that day, he wouldn't have paid much attention to the island.

"Hmph, I refuse to believe I won't find out. Even if I gain nothing, it doesn't matter; opportunities are predetermined. At worst, I can go back to the sect and take a look. It's been decades since I left. I wonder if Senior Brother Zhao has reached the Core Formation stage yet."

Wei Fang thought for a moment and then shook his head, thinking to himself that if he hadn't encountered a level six dragon, he probably wouldn't have even been able to gather all the materials needed to form his core.

The formation of the Golden Core is no ordinary matter.

Three days passed, and the little dragon had already swallowed and refined the monsters on the island, and was then put into Wei Fang's spirit pet bag.

In the past few days, he had scanned the center and surrounding area of ​​the island with his divine sense no less than ten times, but still found nothing.

"Although mountain fog appeared at night, it didn't have that strange effect of blocking divine sense. This place seems like an ordinary, unremarkable place."

"But my experience doesn't lie. I don't believe you won't come out if you stay on this island for a year or two."

With this in mind, Wei Fang carved out a temporary cave dwelling in a cliff not far from the basin, intending to cultivate there for a while before making any further plans.

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"That shouldn't be the case. There are no formations or restrictions on this island. I've thoroughly searched every inch of this place over the past year."

Wei Fang has recently been troubled, thinking that even if someone else gets there first, there will still be traces left behind.

The moment he arrived on the island, he confirmed that it was just a deserted island in the sea that even mortals rarely lingered on.

"That night, I meditated twenty miles away to recover my spiritual energy. At the end of Hai hour... I sensed the demonic aura of the Crimson Fire Dragon and the fluctuations of spiritual energy in this place. At Zi hour, I fought it to a stalemate... At the beginning of Yin hour, strange things happened in this place, and I killed the dragon."

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Wei Fang was forced to recall the events of that day, which gradually surfaced in his mind.

"The Crimson Fire Dragon dared to hide between Kui Xing Island and Tian Xing City, so it must know that this place is strange. Although this place is a bit remote, it is definitely not completely devoid of human habitation."

"However, decades have passed, and although the spirit of this dragon is still powerful, its consciousness has long been extinguished, and it can no longer be searched. It was an oversight at the time."

Wei Fang searched for the answer little by little.

This process is particularly agonizing.

"If there's anything that could possibly be connected to this place, it's definitely this Crimson Fire Dragon. Perhaps I'll have to test it on you, little dragon!"

With a thought, he released the little dragon, whose size of about seven zhang was already considered enormous.

"Give me a drop of your essence," Wei Fang said reassuringly to the little dragon.

After calming the somewhat listless little dragon, Wei Fang fed it some Spirit-Nourishing Pills and then took it back to rest.

"Now it's your turn!"

With a wave of Wei Fang's hand, a blank talisman filled with spiritual energy hovered in mid-air, emitting a faint white light.

Wei Fang picked up his pen and began to write in mid-air.

Before long, the talisman paper was filled with spiritual energy and was about to be completed.

Wei Fang then said "Go!" and tossed a drop of the little dragon's essence into the talisman.

The "tracking charm" is now complete!

"Whether it succeeds or not, we'll find out tonight."

Wei Fang remained hidden, meditated, and waited quietly.

It was around 3 a.m. at night.

As the fog rolled in, Wei Fang finally got up.

The tracking talisman was activated.

At this moment, Wei Fang was already in the center of the island. He did not move at all, but his divine sense was paying attention to any movement within dozens of miles of the island!

Half an incense stick's time passed, then a full incense stick's time passed. Finally, the thick fog began to churn!

"This feeling of limited spiritual consciousness is absolutely true! Although I don't know how this place reacted with this essence blood, my guess was right after all."

As the tracking talisman shone brightly, Wei Fang finally saw images of those ancient buildings from that day.

We walked step by step to the place where the fog was thickest.

After confirming that the Shadowless Talisman in his hand was ready to be used, Wei Fang carefully reached his other hand into the shimmering ripples before him, which resembled a mirage.

Soon, he touched something round and smooth, neither gold nor jade, but warm to the touch.

Wei Fang tried to pull it but it wouldn't budge. After a moment's thought, he pressed it inward.

Before long, the sound of a machine turning inside could be heard.

As the sound grew denser, Wei Fang waved his hand and cast a formation to conceal his presence, covering an area within a mile of the ground.

With a "snap," the sound of the expansion machine stopped.

A large gate shaped like a copper coin slowly emerged from the other side of the mist.

The round object I touched now looked like a golden bead, rolling around in the center.

At the same time, a vast and pure spiritual energy transformed into a pillar of light that shot straight into the sky.

Upon seeing this, Wei Fang's expression changed. He noticed a crack in the coin-shaped gate and, without a word, slipped inside.

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