Mortal Transformation into Immortal

"This is a fully grown jade centipede, completely spiritualized, brimming with spiritual energy," the old man said, handing her the bottle.

After carefully examining the item, the young woman nodded and asked, "Elder Cheng, how many spirit stones?"

"Forty-two low-grade spirit stones."

The old man replied.

"Give."

With a gentle flick of her sleeve, the girl produced a series of bright, angular stones, each about the size of a thumb, that appeared on the counter.

"So this is a spirit stone. So this is what it looks like."

Yu Ling observed it carefully out of curiosity; it was the first time he had ever seen such a treasure.

Even from this distance, one can clearly sense the pure spiritual energy contained within.

The old man glanced at them and then put all the spirit stones into his storage bag.

After purchasing the treasure, the girl left the shop with the bottle in her arms.

"This is your Ziyang coin."

The old man took out ten gold coins and placed them on the counter, saying to Yu Ling.

Five of them are darker in color and are medium-grade gold-plated copper coins.

"Thank you, Elder."

Yu Ling put away the money and asked, "Elder, may I take a look at these spiritual items in your shop?"

"If outsiders come in, they will be disturbed. If you want to buy any spiritual items, you can tell me." The old man shook his head.

"I'm not buying it, goodbye Elder."

Yu Ling bowed and then left.

"The weight doesn't seem to indicate that it's a jade centipede."

On the street, he looked at the centipede in his hand, his brows furrowed. This appearance was completely different from the jade-skinned centipede he had seen in the shop.

He had hoped to see if there were any similar centipedes in the shop to find out what kind of centipede he had, but unfortunately he was unsuccessful.

Yu Ling had already guessed this, because if it really was the Jade Centipede, even if he integrated well with the "spirit", his innate talent was not good enough, so his cultivation speed could not be so fast.

The speed at which one senses spiritual energy is fast can be attributed to a focused mind, but the subsequent cultivation speed is inexplicable.

This was faster than He Qing, who had a mid-level mortal spirit bone, and he felt that it was not much weaker than those with superior mortal spirit bones.

"Never mind."

Yu Ling stopped thinking about it and decided to use the money to buy a talisman.

To his disappointment, after looking around, he realized that his small amount of Ziyang money couldn't buy him any decent talismans.

In the end, he spent fifty coins to buy a fireball talisman.

I feel that this talisman is somewhat helpful to me. In addition, the talisman is easier to store than the Ziyang Coin and is also more useful.

After buying the goods, Yu Ling went into the mountains to find medicine.

"Weighing, weighing..."

On the way, Yu Ling called to the centipede in his hand, but there was no movement from the centipede.

It's been like this ever since it ate the spirit fish meat yesterday; it seems to have fallen into a deep sleep.

However, Yu Ling could sense that its inner vitality was becoming more and more vigorous, so he was not worried about its condition.

After leaving the living area of ​​the servant disciples, he plunged into the deep mountains.

For the rest of the time, Jinliang remained dormant.

Without its help, Yu Ling's search for the elixir slowed down considerably, but completing the mission was still not a problem.

He searches for medicine during the day and cultivates at night.

Before we knew it, another month had passed.

......

"This ninth strand of magical power has finally been formed."

At night, Yu Ling sat cross-legged on a tree, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered into his body.

The final burst of magical power finally took shape completely in the dantian.

Yu Ling opened her eyes with delight.

The accumulation process for the first level of Qi Refining is complete; now it's just a matter of waiting to break through to the second level.

"I didn't expect it to be so fast."

Yu Ling chuckled and murmured that in just two months, he had accumulated his magical power to perfection.

He felt that he would be able to break through to the second level of Qi Refining in about half a month.

Before dawn, Yu Ling continued to sit cross-legged with his eyes closed, his hands constantly changing, outlining magical power, condensing hand seals, and practicing the Cold Nether Force.

He felt that the Cold Nether Force technique was nearing completion.

The sky gradually brightened.

Yu Ling stopped practicing his magic.

Jinliang has been sleeping for a month and shows no signs of waking up.

"Let's go to Jingzhe Peak first."

The month is already halfway over, and he plans to submit his task first.

After climbing down from the tree, I headed towards Jingzhe Peak.

......

At this moment, in a small valley, three people were slowly walking along the path that the herb gatherers had come out of.

"We've been out for most of the day, and we still haven't seen a single medicinal herb. How did you two lead the way?"

The fat servant in front looked around and kept complaining.

Two teenagers followed behind him, who appeared to be his followers.

"Young Master Huang, these places are frequented by herb gatherers, so rare herbs aren't easy to find."

One of the lackeys quickly responded.

Another follower said, "Young Master Huang, we rarely come to the mountains either."

"It's really tiring. How do those handymen endure running around in the mountains every day?" The fat handyman sat down on a roadside stone to rest.

Two henchmen stood beside him, fanning him.

The fat servant had recently sensed spiritual energy and entered the Qi Refining Realm, so he thought he would come to the mountains to wander around and look for opportunities.

"Those menial workers were all from the countryside, so naturally they weren't afraid of hardship or fatigue."

"They're all worthless lives. They work so hard to gather herbs for the immortal sects, and who knows, they might get eaten by monsters in the mountains one day. I don't know what they're doing it for."

Two henchmen chimed in.

"Monster beast, do you think we might encounter a monster beast?"

The fat servant was startled.

"Young Master Huang, you have the protection of your magic robe, so you don't need to be afraid of demonic beasts. Besides, there are no demonic beasts in these places. The demonic beasts in these places have all been killed off by the senior brothers and sisters of the sect."

"Yes, Young Master Huang, you can rest assured. If there are any monsters, it's just the two of us who will be unlucky."

The two said ingratiatingly.

"Haha, that's right, that's right, I have the robes my parents gave me."

The fat handyman smiled happily, rested for a while, and then continued walking forward.

He came here on a whim to gain experience and see if he could stumble upon the opportunities hidden in the mountains of the great sects his parents had mentioned.

Since his parents were both independent cultivators, there were unaffiliated disciples willing to follow him.

"The elixirs should be enough for about 70% of this month's mission."

Yu Ling walked and pondered.

This month's harvest is not bad. He will try to find as many as possible, and the extra spiritual herbs can be exchanged for Ziyang coins on Jingzhe Peak.

"There's someone there."

As he walked along the path and turned a corner, he bumped into three people.

"It's that fat guy."

He recognized the fat man among the three at a glance. The fat man had joined the sect on the same day as him and had even teased him about eating insects on Jingzhe Peak.

"Oh, it's you, little beggar."

The fat man recognized him and was quite surprised.

Yu Ling didn't want to talk to him.

"Little beggar, I never expected you to be assigned to gather herbs," Fatty Huang said in surprise.

"Aren't you the same?"

Yu Zhi replied.

Fatty Huang laughed loudly: "No, I grow spirit grains. I just had nothing to do today, so I went to the mountains to look for spirit herbs for fun."

Planting spirit fields is the easiest task, and even easier for Fatty Huang, because there are plenty of people willing to help him manage the spirit fields and spirit grains.

"It seems his parents are immortals."

Yu Ling thought to himself that the task of planting spirit grains was usually only assigned to the children of rogue cultivators, and this fat man was a superior mortal spirit bone. Such aptitude was rare for mortal offspring.

"Little beggar, you should be familiar with this area. How about this, I'll hire you for a day to take me to find medicinal herbs in the mountains, and I'll give you a Ziyang coin in return. How about that? You probably couldn't even earn a Ziyang coin after searching for medicinal herbs all day." Fatty Huang confidently took out a Ziyang coin and threw it at his feet.

"Sorry, I have to go back to Jingzhe Peak, I don't have time."

After Yu Ling responded, she walked directly past.

Fatty Huang was quite surprised; he had thought Yu Ling would agree with profuse thanks.

"What?"

Seeing Yu Ling's indifferent expression, his face instantly darkened.

Someone who only stayed by kowtowing dares to put on airs with me.