Living as a Mortal: Grinding Experience Starting from the Underworld

"Heh, young friend Zhang is as cautious as ever!"

Wan Qing returned to her cold demeanor, and her attitude was no longer friendly.

Feeling better, Zhang Feng breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that his attitude was a bit cold.

"Senior Wan, is there something you need to see me about?"

Zhang Feng pondered the connection between himself and the person before him, focusing entirely on the Netherworld.

What could possibly attract a Core Formation cultivator to come personally is the artifact he brought from the Netherworld.

Thinking deeper, Zhang Feng immediately realized that this person must have left a hidden tracking mark on him since the last time he came out.

Otherwise, how would the other party know their movements?

"Ha, with your intelligence, young friend Zhang, surely you can guess my purpose in coming?"

Wan Qing gestured, and a cup of spiritual tea slowly floated towards Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng reached out and caught the cup, swirling the tea inside as he watched it swirl.

"Forgive my ignorance, but I truly do not know."

"Hmph, young friend Zhang, you really are refusing to listen to reason and will only suffer the consequences. Aren't you afraid I'll use my cultivation level to intimidate you and seize your wealth by force?"

Wan Qing flicked her index finger, and the tea in the pot transformed into a water sword, which swirled around Zhang Feng.

Feeling the sharp sword intent emanating from the water sword, Zhang Feng had no doubt that the water sword in front of him could pierce through his head.

Zhang Feng's eyebrows trembled slightly as he tried his best to suppress his fear, picked up the teacup, and drank it all in one gulp.

"As the daughter of Wan Tianming, the leader of the righteous path in the Chaotic Star Sea and the master of the Wanfa Sect, how could Senior Wan commit such an immoral and unjust act?"

"Besides, if you wanted to seize something by trickery or force, you would have done so the moment we escaped the Netherworld. Why bother searching so hard and waiting until now?"

"Haha, young friend Zhang is indeed amusing! I won't tease you anymore!"

Wan Qing smiled, and she began to understand why her great-aunt always liked to tease her serious-looking father.

It's quite amusing to see a cautious person in front of you offering flattery while trembling slightly but suppressing their fear.

"Alright, enough of the chit-chat. My elders at home have learned that I have successfully escaped the Underworld and want to investigate the situation there."

"I don't have any items related to the Underworld on me, but I know you have some, so I'd like to exchange some."

Wan Qing waved her left hand lightly, and the water sword transformed back into tea, dripping into the teacup in Zhang Feng's hand. A square chair was also placed next to Zhang Feng's legs.

Zhang Feng felt somewhat relieved to learn that the object he had brought from the Underworld was something they wanted.

"Since it's an exchange, what would you like to offer in return, senior?"

Zhang Feng went further and further.

"This item is called the Soaring Cloud Boat, a top-tier magic weapon crafted exclusively by the Refining Elder of the Myriad Laws Sect. How about exchanging it for the two Yinming Beast Crystals you possess?"

Wan Qing took out a small boat shrouded in azure light from her storage bag.

She knew exactly what she needed, waited until she revealed her needs downstairs, and then lured him upstairs. She was really shrewd.

Trading two Netherworld Beast Crystals for a top-tier magic weapon, a small warship at that, is a good deal.

Zhang Feng pondered for a moment, "Could I ask for more?"

However, considering Wan Qing's cultivation level, it's best to make the exchange this way. Otherwise, angering her due to greed would be a greater loss than gain.

call out!

Zhang Feng took out two second-tier Yinming Beast Crystals from his storage bag and presented them to Wan Qing.

"Good, young friend Zhang is indeed straightforward."

Wan Qing also handed the Lingyun Boat to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng accepted the Lingyun Boat, stood up, and prepared to leave.

"Wait!"

Wan Qing called out to Zhang Feng.

"Young friend Zhang, you brought quite a few things with you when you escaped from the Netherworld that day. Why don't you take them out and we can continue our exchange?"

"Sigh~ Just as I thought," Zhang Feng sighed inwardly. Wan Qing's elders could see that there were treasures in the Underworld, and she herself had escaped with him.

During those days of climbing Storm Mountain, she probably already knew exactly how much stuff she was carrying in her backpack.

At the time, she was simply unaware of its value, but after being enlightened by her elders, she now fully understands it.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Feng simply took out half of the agarwood water.

"This is the most precious thing. I don't want anything in exchange, I only hope that you will remove the tracking restriction you left on me!"

Wan Qing didn't reply. He took the animal skin bag containing the gloomy water, opened it, and gently poured out a drop.

"Its texture is like oil, and it's incredibly cold and damp, just as my great-aunt had said!"

"Young friend Zhang, stop talking nonsense. When did I ever leave a tracking restriction on you? Our meeting is purely by chance."

Zhang Feng frowned, unable to figure it out for a moment. Could it be purely a coincidence?

No, impossible. Given Wan Qing's status and family background, it's completely impossible for him to appear in dangerous offshore areas.

Zhang Feng was somewhat helpless. The tracking restriction left by the Core Formation cultivator was impossible for him to detect with his Foundation Establishment level divine sense, and he did not have a spirit pet like the Gold Devouring Insect that was exceptionally sensitive to spiritual energy.

Now that she's denying everything and acting like a rogue, what can Zhang Feng do to her?

"This item is precious, I will accept it. As for the tracking restrictions and such, please do not mention them again, fellow Daoist."

"I observe that, young friend, your spiritual power is still weak and impure even after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage. I suppose it is because you have not found a suitable advanced cultivation technique."

"I would like to present this core cultivation technique of the Myriad Methods Sect, the Myriad Methods Sword Manual, to my young friend."

"Young friend, you should hurry up and improve your cultivation. I may need your help again in the future."

After Wan Qing finished speaking, he waved his right hand, leaving behind a set of techniques. Before Zhang Feng could react, he turned around and disappeared in a flash of light.

Holding the cultivation manual, Zhang Feng sensed something was amiss. Wan Qing's intentions were clear: she wanted to lure Zhang Feng back into the Netherworld to retrieve the Yin Shen Water and the Netherworld Beast Crystal.

The time was probably after she used up the two Netherworld Beast Crystals and the Netherworld Water.

Zhang Feng knew the specific effects of these two treasures, but not completely, since he couldn't fully experience them with his current cultivation level.

Wan Qing and her elders may have already begun to try using these treasures.

After accepting the "Myriad Laws Sword Manual," Zhang Feng planned to return to his cave and continue grinding for experience.

Wan Qing has a sharp eye; she saw through Zhang Feng's inferior cultivation technique at a glance and even gave him the sect's core cultivation technique in return.

The "Myriad Laws Sword Technique," one of the main cultivation techniques of Nascent Soul cultivator Wan Tianming, was irresistible to Zhang Feng, especially since it was an offensive technique that he lacked.

The original plan was to rent a boat to perform liver surgery, but things didn't go as planned.

No problem, let's focus on the exercises first, then continue with the plan.

Sharpening knives does not miss woodcutters.

Zhang Feng walked out of the second-floor room.

Instantly, the fierce-looking cultivators below all huddled around their tables, none daring to use their divine sense to investigate, and none even daring to laugh or joke.

They seemed afraid that Zhang Feng would retaliate for mocking them downstairs earlier.

As expected, in the world of cultivation, strength is paramount. Just having any connection with a Core Formation cultivator changes their attitude completely.

Zhang Feng shook his head and strolled down the stairs.

"Haha, fellow Daoist, please take care. As for the spirit ship, I... oh no, I will definitely inquire about it as soon as possible and give you an answer!"

The shopkeeper, a middle-aged cultivator, had a face full of fat, and his smile was barely able to contain his flattery.

"No need to trouble the shopkeeper, my elders have already bestowed a funeral boat upon me!"

Zhang Feng shamelessly grabbed the banner of Wan Qing, a Core Formation cultivator.

Why not use your reputation to keep some ill-intentioned cultivators in check?

Zhang Feng walked confidently through the lobby and left "Hao Ke Lai".

"Has that Core Formation expert from the second floor left?"

"They left long ago. That was such a huge escape light, didn't the shopkeeper see it?"

"Bah! Ungrateful wretch! Outsider, what's with all the swagger just because you're a Core Formation cultivator?"

"That's right, that's right!"

As Zhang Feng walked away, the shopkeeper shouted a curse, which was echoed by the people in the hall.

However, a hint of bitterness could not be hidden in his words.

Who wouldn't want a Core Formation cultivator as a backer in this dangerous outer sea?