Cultivation: I Forge Immortality with My Spiritual Eyes

Jiang Yijing returned to the small courtyard.

The gate to the opposite courtyard was tightly shut; Niu Yaojin was not home, presumably he had already sailed out to sea.

He pushed open the door, looked around, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Carrying a cloth bag, he walked towards the shack and placed the sea clams into a jar to keep them.

He then slowly entered the bedroom and sat cross-legged on the water-bearing stone.

Smoothing out distracting thoughts, I slowly formed hand seals and quickly immersed myself in meditative practice.

"..."

One hour later.

At noon, the sun was high in the sky, the heat was intense, and the cicadas were chirping noisily.

"Phew~"

Inside the bedroom, Jiang Yi exhaled a light breath, dispelled the magic incantation, and slowly opened his eyes.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, then vanished, replaced by his usual gentle composure.

His complexion was rosy, and he was full of energy. The fatigue of the past few days had vanished, but the injury in his chest still needed to be treated.

Sit quietly and calm down for a moment.

Jiang Yi flicked his sleeves, stood up, and pushed open the door to leave.

Little Pear, with its front paws tucked in and its big eyes wide open, was perched on a branch of a jujube tree, staring intently at the clam in the jar.

Hearing the door open, it wagged its tail, called out to Jiang Yi, and then turned to examine its "baby" again.

Jiang Yi shook his head helplessly, tore off his tattered robes, made a hand seal to condense a ball of water, and washed away the blood and dust all over his body.

He casually tied his dark hair up, changed into a blue robe, and then went to the kitchen to cook porridge to satisfy his hunger.

After a while.

He wiped his mouth and stepped into the shack.

These clams, having endured a bumpy journey and the fright of the struggle, kept their shells tightly closed and refused to eat or breathe.

This condition is not sustainable and must be sold at the market as soon as possible to avoid damage to its appearance.

Jiang Yi squatted by the vat for a moment, thinking that he should catch them all and sell them.

But Little Pear was very shrewd. Just by looking at this, he knew that Little Pear was going to give the treasure to the "bad guy" again.

It immediately leaped down from the tree, meowing loudly, pounced on the tree, rolled around in a rage, and protested loudly.

Jiang Yi was both amused and exasperated, and could only leave behind the three fattest clams to barely appease the gluttonous cat.

Not long after.

He carried his cloth bag out the door and hurried along the gravel path toward the market.

At this hour, the scattered monks living nearby had already gone out to work, and the streets were very quiet.

Little Pear grew bolder and excitedly poked her head out of the collar, following closely behind, looking around curiously.

They walked for a short while.

Vast expanses of lush green rice paddies come into view, and a warm breeze carries a refreshing fragrance.

There were many figures tending to the fields.

Some are gathering rain clouds for irrigation, while others are working to replenish the soil in the fields, creating a busy and orderly scene.

Jiang Yi's gaze swept across the room and quickly landed on a graceful figure in a white dress.

A thought struck him, and he stepped forward, calling out loudly:

"Fairy Qin, are you busy?"

Qin Ruyi turned her head to look at her, her hand still forming a magic seal, and raised an eyebrow to ask:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang? When did you return? Fellow Daoist Niu said he hadn't seen you for several days and thought something had happened to you."

Jiang Yi smiled faintly, his tone relaxed:

"I encountered a minor problem at sea, which delayed me for a few days. I apologize for your concern, Fairy."

Qin Ruyi nodded slightly.

Her gaze fell on the little pear peeking out from beside him, and her beautiful eyes lit up slightly as she asked:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, is there something you need?"

Jiang Yi smiled and nodded:

"There is indeed something I would like to ask you, Fairy, but it cannot be explained in a few words. Let's visit again later to discuss it in detail."

After saying that, he waved his hand, said "Fairy, please go ahead with your business," and turned to hurry towards the market.

Little Pear tilted her head and glanced at the mother beast, then quickly followed after her with small, quick steps.

Qin Ruyi frowned slightly as she watched the person and cat disappear into the distance, and couldn't help but mutter to herself:

"The changes are quite significant..."

"..."

After a while.

Jiang Yi stepped into the main street of the market and went straight to a lavishly decorated tavern.

The waiters at Chunfenglou often went to the docks to buy supplies, so they naturally recognized Jiang Yi.

Upon seeing him approach, he immediately greeted him with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, you didn't go out to sea today? Please come in quickly. Our shop just received a batch of top-quality spiritual tea this morning. Come in and have a taste."

Jiang Yi shook his head:

"No, please ask Manager Ma to tell him that I have a business deal I'd like to discuss with him."

The waiter was taken aback by what he heard.

She glanced at the heavy cloth bag in his hand, instantly understood, nodded in agreement, and quickly went into the back room.

Not long after.

Ma Yan greeted them with a smile, cupping his hands in a respectful gesture:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang is a rare guest indeed. Please don't stand at the door. Come in and have a cup of tea. Let's sit down and talk things over."

Jiang Yi shook his head, handed over the cloth bag in his hand, and said calmly:

"No need to trouble yourself. I have other matters to attend to. I came here to ask Manager Ma whether he will accept this batch of goods."

"Oh?"

Ma Yan raised an eyebrow, took the cloth bag, tore it open, and his eyes lit up immediately. He smacked his lips and said:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, you're really lucky to have caught so many sea clams. Look at their size, and their quality is excellent... Are they all here? Do you have any more?"

Jiang Yi shook his head slightly:

"It's all here. I promised Manager Ma I would deliver good goods, so I came to ask if you would accept them. If your store doesn't want them, I'll go ask elsewhere."

"Yes, of course we'll accept!"

Ma Yan immediately replied with a smile:

"Such high-quality clams are rarely seen. Fellow Daoist Jiang is indeed a trustworthy and generous person!"

After saying that, he narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully checked the contents of the bag, and said sincerely:

"There are eighteen sea clams here in total. I, Ma, will not play tricks and will accept all twenty-five spirit stones. What do you think, fellow Daoist?"

Jiang Yi's heart stirred.

This price is not far from what I expected, so it's a fair price.

He nodded, stopped pulling, and simply said:

"Alright, let's do as Manager Ma says."

"Good! Fellow Daoist, you're straightforward!"

Ma Yan's smile widened as he handed the sack to his assistant and instructed him to take it to the backyard.

He then rummaged in his sleeve for a moment, pulled out a money pouch, and handed it to Jiang Yi:

"From now on, if you have any good goods, just send them to Chunfeng Tower. I, Ma, will never be ambiguous about the price."

Jiang Yi took the money pouch, examined it briefly, and then smiled and cupped his hands in greeting:

"Don't worry, Manager Ma, I'll come again next time I have something good."

After saying that, he turned and merged into the street, heading towards several shops that bought and sold spiritual materials.

"Meow~"

Xiao Li glared at Manager Ma and the shop assistant, feeling that they had stolen her treasure.

Once they were out of sight, they reluctantly withdrew their gaze, burrowing into their collars to vent their dissatisfaction.

Jiang Yi smiled gently, raised his hand to pat his chest, and whispered a few words of comfort.

They soon turned into a shop with an ornate storefront that specialized in selling magical beast materials.

Not long after, he left the shop with the respectful farewell of the maid.

After wandering around for a while to make sure no one was following him, he went into another shop.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Yi kept moving, going in and out of several shops.

He sold off the unused items in batches and exchanged them all for spirit stones.

Since he transmigrated, his pockets had never been so bulging.

Walking down the street, I couldn't help but straighten my posture a bit.

Those few pieces of damaged snakeskin, due to their poor condition, only sold for ten spirit stones.

The snake fangs were worth more than expected; after some haggling, they sold for forty-five spirit stones.

In addition, the severely worn Xuan Shuttle was sold to a magic weapon shop because a better replacement was available, and forty spirit stones were returned to the shop.

Including the proceeds from selling the sea clams, and the original thirty-seven spirit stones.

His net worth jumped to 157 spirit stones.

Among the scattered cultivators on Qingluo Island who live hand to mouth, this is already considered to have accumulated some savings.

At this moment, the sun shines brightly in the sky, the sky is clear and blue, and the crowds in the market are relatively sparse.

Jiang Yi stood tall and proud, his long sleeves fluttering.

After strolling around leisurely for a while, I finally stopped in front of a shop facing the street.

The shop was simply decorated and deserted.

The plaque bears three large characters: "Hall of a Hundred Skills".

This is a shop specializing in all kinds of martial arts techniques and secret arts; I've heard it has a powerful background.

Any independent cultivator on the island who wants to find a reliable cultivation technique will come here to try their luck.

Jiang Yi glanced inside a few times, rubbed the little pear that was sleeping soundly in his chest, and walked towards the shop door.

The more time you spend with this little guy, the more you realize that he probably has quite a background.

As it grew older, it became increasingly unruly and revealed remarkable intelligence.

Now that I have plenty of spirit stones, it's the perfect time to find a method of making contracts.

Firstly, it will facilitate future communication.

Secondly, it also allows for proper discipline.

To avoid causing any trouble in the future...