Mortal Transformation into Immortal

"The spiritual energy of this spirit frog is much richer than that of the previous white loach. It should be worth four or five low-grade spirit stones."

Yu Ling examined the object in her hand.

"A good harvest."

He put the frog into the gray fur bag.

After finishing the spiritual medicine he had taken out, Jinliang went straight into the ice and ate all the spiritual medicine that had been frozen inside.

After it finished eating, it crawled out of the ice and into his hand.

"This bag is quite effective at isolating products."

Yu Ling murmured, "After putting the spirit frog inside, I can no longer sense its weight."

After all, it cost two low-level spirit stones to buy this item.

Yu Ling jumped outside the cave.

The treasure is in hand; let's leave quickly.

We still need to hurry to Bailuzhou.

"What great luck! I actually found something so good."

On the way, Yu Ling smiled and gently touched the spirit frog in the gray fur bag.

Once we reach Bailuzhou, we'll sell it and use the money to fly to Wuduhai.

Back in town, the horses were grazing leisurely by the roadside. Yu Ling leaped onto their backs and headed towards Bailuzhou.

Rain or shine, they continued their journey by day and cultivated their skills in the inn at night.

Whenever they passed through a town, they would take a look around and occasionally make a purchase, although most of it was worthless, but it added up over time.

......

One day.

The weather was fine and sunny.

Yu Ling rode his horse leisurely along the ancient road.

"The next town is over a hundred miles away. It looks like we'll have to rest in the mountains tonight."

Looking at the road overgrown with weeds, Yu Ling murmured.

Calculating the distance, it's impossible to reach the next town before nightfall; we'll have to spend the night in the wilderness.

During his time away from home, he mostly stayed in towns.

In some towns, he also discovered that immortals lived in peace and prosperity, multiplied their offspring, and established families.

Some cultivators, knowing their talents are lacking and that dealing with immortals is dangerous, will settle down in a mortal town and live a leisurely and carefree life as wealthy men.

Yu Ling rode his horse along the ancient road, unaware that a pair of fierce eyes were watching him from the distant woods.

"Damn it, after waiting for so long, work has finally come."

The man with the knife spat out the grass root in his mouth and said excitedly.

"Third leader, want it or not?" the thin man next to him asked.

"Of course I'll do it. That horse alone is worth a lot of silver." The man glared at the other man.

These are two bandits.

"Walk."

The two quickly left the area.

Inside the cave, a dozen or so bandits were lying around enjoying the cool air.

This is a gang of bandits.

They never stay in one place for long; once they finish a job, they immediately flee to another location.

"Boss, we have a job! We have a job!"

The two people who were keeping watch outside ran back.

Upon hearing this, the bandits immediately got up, each one looking fierce and menacing.

"What's going on?"

One of the scarred men sitting on the rock asked in a deep voice.

"A man and a horse are coming this way," the man said excitedly.

"To travel through these places alone on horseback, one must be a trained martial artist."

"Very likely."

"So what if they're skilled in martial arts? It's not like we haven't killed them before."

"Yes, half a year ago, the daughter of that rich man got married. He had so many skilled men in his family, but we still killed them all. I still can't forget the taste of that bride."

"What good is being a single person no matter how skilled you are..."

Discussions arose in the cave. They had been causing trouble for many years and were quite knowledgeable. Usually, people who travel alone are not simple. Ordinary people usually travel in groups of three or five.

"Boss, what do you think?"

All eyes turned to the burly, scarred man.

After thinking for a moment, the man said, "Let's fire two arrows to test our skills first. If we're good, we'll retreat. If not, we'll go up and capture him. Remember, don't shoot the horse dead like last time."

"Walk."

The man led them down to ambush them.

"I wonder if we've found it in the town ahead."

Yu Ling looked at the endless mountains in the distance and thought to herself.

We've traveled through more than a dozen ordinary towns, but haven't gained much in the past few days.

He had also been to larger county towns, but since cultivators were active there, the herbal medicine shops that were likely to produce spiritual herbs had already been checked by them, leaving him no chance at all.

As he walked, Yu Ling suddenly frowned, because he sensed that someone was lying in ambush in the woods beside the road ahead.

"Bandits?"

He muttered to himself, a cold smile playing on his lips, and continued riding forward as if nothing had happened.

"Whoosh."

A whooshing sound rang out, and an arrow flew in.

Yu Ling saw it. He could have easily dodged it, but he didn't. He pretended not to know and let the arrow hit him.

"what!"

With a thud, he fell to the ground on the grass beside him.

It struggled on the ground for a few moments, then lay still.

"Damn it, I thought he was a master."

Upon witnessing this scene, the scarred bandit leader in the woods spat and cursed.

"Ha ha."

"Yeah, he's just a kid."

"So easily defeated, yet they dare to pretend to be experts just because they have a sword on their backs."

The petty thieves burst into laughter.

"Come on, this is a fine horse. Looks like that kid is quite wealthy." The scarred man led his henchmen out of the woods and onto the main road.

There were twelve people in total.

Yu Ling glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that there were quite a few thieves.

His goal was to keep all of these people, leaving no one behind.

"Boss, this horse is really good."

A petty thief stopped the frightened horse and enviously stroked its smooth coat.

"Go and bring that kid's body here."

The scarred man gave the order.

"No need, I can get up myself."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Ling stood up.

"What?!"

Everyone's eyes widened, and their expressions changed drastically.

"Kid, you did this on purpose."

Although shocked, the scarred man calmly pointed the knife at him and said.

"Go, kill him."

At his call, the surrounding bandits attacked with their weapons.

Yu Ling drew the long sword he was carrying on his back.

A sword flashed, weapons shattered, blood flowed freely, and screams and shrieks filled the air.

"He's an expert."

"Run!"

The remaining bandits, seeing this, were terrified and turned to flee into the woods.

Yu Ling chased after them into the woods.

Suddenly, a series of screams echoed through the mountains and forests.

After a short while, things calmed down.

Under a large tree, Yu Ling pierced the bandit leader's chest with a single sword thrust, the blade sinking directly into the tree trunk.

The bandit leader stared wide-eyed, his pupils gradually dilating, dying with his eyes wide open.

His dozen or so bandits were easily cut down like scarecrows by this young man, and even he himself was no match for him.

"They're all dead."

Yu Ling pulled out the sword and wiped the blood off his body.

Looking at the corpses of the thieves, although it was his first time killing someone, he had experience killing demonic beasts, so he was quite calm.

He rummaged through the scarred man's clothes, pulled out a few silver notes, and left satisfied.

They picked up the corpses on the road and threw them into the woods.

They then mounted their horses and continued their journey.