Cultivation: I Forge Immortality with My Spiritual Eyes

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past few days, Jiang Yi has sold two more pieces of Xuan Iron Refined Gold, bringing his total income to 390 spirit stones.

At this point, his net worth jumped to 775 spirit stones.

I have never been so wealthy since I traveled through time.

Moreover, he still had two of his most important spiritual items untouched.

Jiang Yi is not planning to use that bottle of Golden Marrow Liquid this time.

His current cultivation level is too low; he simply doesn't have the ability to protect this item.

To rashly take it to a shop for sale would be gambling on the merchant's character, and is certainly not the act of a wise person.

As for the piece of black iron refined gold that weighed more than three pounds and was of even better quality, he did not choose to sell it all at once.

Instead, they spent some time at the inn cutting it into more than ten pieces.

The decision was made to proceed cautiously, taking action gradually in batches.

That evening.

There were no stars or moon, and the sky was overcast.

A rumble of thunder was faintly heard; a heavy rain was imminent.

at this time.

In a spiritual materials shop on a street in the Immortal City.

Jiang Yi was haggling and pulling at the shopkeeper.

Soon after, he sold another piece of black iron refined gold, earning 260 spirit stones.

He stopped the shopkeeper who was seeing him off, hurriedly merged into the street, and walked briskly and discreetly.

They walked for a short while.

Turning onto the wider main street, we stopped in front of a shop.

This is a shop that sells elixirs and spiritual materials. The decor is quite impressive and grand, and it's clear at a glance that it has a powerful background.

Jiang Yi hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

As soon as I stepped into the store, a pretty waitress came forward and gave me a graceful bow.

"Immortal Master, welcome! What can I do for you?"

Jiang Yi glanced around the store.

The hall was very spacious, with several rows of display shelves filled with a dazzling array of elixirs and spiritual materials, and a faint medicinal fragrance permeated the air.

He withdrew his gaze and said slowly:

"This humble Taoist wishes to purchase some cultivation items. Could you recommend a couple of pills suitable for improving cultivation in the mid-stage of Qi Refining, or suitable water-based spiritual items?"

The maidservant bowed gracefully again and stepped aside to lead the way:

"This servant understands, Immortal Master, please follow me."

Having said that, she took graceful steps and led the way.

Not long after.

She led Jiang Yi to a display shelf and pointed to it:

"Immortal Master, please look around. These are all aquatic spiritual items with remarkable effects. Do you see any that interest you?"

The display shelf was divided into several layers, with several spiritual items on each layer.

It has a water ripple pattern the size of a fist.

There is crystal clear ice jade coral.

There are also conch shells, spirit ore, and precious pearls.

Jiang Yi examined it for a moment, then pointed to a completely black spirit pearl and said:

"Miss, please take that bead down so I can have a look at it."

The maid nodded, took the token from her waist, and gently flicked it to release the spiritual light restriction.

Then, he carefully picked up the spirit pearl and handed it to Jiang Yi with both hands.

The spirit pearl is jet black, cool to the touch, and has a subtle shimmering effect, radiating a pure, watery spiritual energy.

Jiang Yi took it and examined it closely, feeling that it was somewhat similar to the pearl he had obtained before.

However, its properties are far less refined and pure than those of the pearl.

He played with it for a moment, then asked:

"What is this? How much is it worth?"

The maid's eyes brightened slightly, and she spoke quickly:

"Reporting to the Immortal Master, this item is a Water Spirit Pearl, priced at one hundred spirit stones. It contains water-based spiritual energy, which can be directly absorbed and refined. It is gentler than elixirs and greatly beneficial to cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yi remained expressionless, his gaze falling on the pearl, a fleeting glint of light flashing in his eyes.

A moment later, he nodded to himself and slipped the pearl into his sleeve.

"I want this. Now take me to see the elixirs."

The maid was delighted, her smile growing even warmer, and she quickly led the way to another wooden shelf.

Knowing that Jiang Yi preferred water-related items, she proactively picked up a bottle of elixirs and introduced it:

"Immortal Master, this elixir is named 'Azure Waves.' It is made primarily from water lilies, supplemented with several auxiliary ingredients such as cold pool elixir and sea lotus seeds."

Its medicinal effects are mild and long-lasting, making it more suitable for cultivators with water-elemental roots to refine compared to other elixirs.

Jiang Yi took the bottle, uncorked it, and brought it close to his nose. A refreshing, breezy medicinal fragrance wafted towards him.

He nodded slightly and asked:

"What is the price of this pill?"

The maid smiled and said:

"Reporting to the Immortal Master, the Azure Wave Pill costs twenty spirit stones, and it is not easy to refine. Our shop currently only has three left."

"Take them, I'll take all three."

Jiang Yi flicked his sleeve, his tone casual and decisive.

Now that I have plenty of spirit stones in my pocket, I don't need to be stingy with anything that is beneficial to my cultivation.

The maid nodded vigorously and quickly took down the three elixir bottles one by one, presenting them with both hands.

Jiang Yi flipped his hand to put it away, then rummaged through his sleeve for a while and took out a money pouch, handing it over:

"The spirit stones are here; please count them, young lady."

The maid took the money pouch, counted it out in front of everyone, and smiled sweetly and brightly:

"The quantity is correct. Does the immortal need anything else? Our shop has a full range of spiritual items, the prices are fair, and the quality is well-known. You can buy with confidence."

Jiang Yi was indeed still not satisfied and wanted to explore further.

But he was also worried that he would spend all the spirit stones before he could even enjoy them.

So he waved his hand dismissively, turned around, and quickly left.

Leaving Dange, he slowed his pace and strolled leisurely along the main street.

The streets were bustling with people, and the lanterns were colorful, creating a lively and prosperous scene.

As I walked, I suddenly felt a sense of temporal and spatial dislocation, as if I had returned to the night streets of my past life.

"Sigh~"

A soft sigh drifted away on the cool breeze.

Jiang Yi suppressed his distracting thoughts, stopped in front of a shop selling magical artifacts, and, intrigued, stepped inside.

The shop is grandly furnished, with various religious artifacts neatly arranged in different categories.

Swords, spears, bows, and daggers, as well as nails, needles, and awls, are all available, along with several defensive magical artifacts of various types.

He glanced around and found that most of the magical artifacts in the shop were of inferior quality, making up about 70-80%.

The number of medium-grade ritual implements is relatively small, with only a few exquisite pieces displayed in prominent places.

As for top-grade magical artifacts, there is only one in the entire shop.

It was a long, crimson sword with flame-like patterns flowing across its blade.

The glass cabinet enshrined in the center of the hall is clearly very valuable.

"What would you like, fellow Daoist?"

Upon seeing him enter the store, a shop assistant immediately came forward with a broad smile on his face.

"No need to greet me, feel free to look around."

Jiang Yi spoke casually, his hands behind his back, as he strolled around the store.

A short while later.

His eyes lit up, and he stopped in front of a magic sword.

This is a mid-grade magic sword. Its blade is as thin as a cicada's wing and its entire body is clear and transparent, as if it were forged from a single piece of ice.

The sword is over three feet long, with a hilt wrapped in silver wire. The workmanship is exquisite, yet it exudes a sharp and piercing aura.

Jiang Yi was somewhat tempted and stood there for a long time, his gaze never leaving the scene.

The waiter beside him, noticing his expression, immediately stepped forward to introduce him:

"Fellow Daoist has excellent taste! This sword is quite powerful and is a rare and excellent item among mid-grade magic weapons."

The sword is made primarily from top-grade cold iron, ice crystals, and ice spirit powder, crafted by Master Mo, who is a regular at our shop. The quality is absolutely guaranteed!

It is especially suitable for a young and handsome man like yourself, and it complements your elegant demeanor perfectly!

Jiang Yi smiled upon hearing this:

"May I have a look?"

"Yes, of course!"

The waiter nodded quickly, took the magic sword from his hand, and presented it to Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi gripped the sword hilt and slowly ran his fingers along the spine of the blade, feeling its icy coolness and profound chill.

With a light flick of the fingers.

"bite--"

A clear and melodious sword cry rang out, its echo lingering for a long time.

What a fine sword!

Jiang Yi liked it more and more the more he looked at it.

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly remembered that the wind-breaking cone he was using seemed to have some hidden dangers.

Replacing it with a good, handy sword is the most urgent task at hand.

This reason was irrefutable; he had successfully convinced himself, and with no more doubts in his heart, he looked up and asked:

"How much is this sword?"

The waiter perked up and his tone became even more solicitous:

"I would like to inform you, fellow Daoist, that this sword is a rare masterpiece. Its design, materials, and craftsmanship would cost at least five hundred spirit stones elsewhere."

This shop operates on a low profit margin, charging only four hundred spirit stones. You absolutely won't lose out; it's definitely great value for money, and it'll make killing enemies incredibly powerful!

Jiang Yi frowned slightly, and said calmly:

"Four hundred is too expensive. I'll take it for three hundred."

The waiter's face immediately fell, his smile looking more like a grimace.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't joke around. Three hundred spirit stones? My shop can't even break even. This deal would be a huge loss."

"So, if you really want it, even at 380 spirit stones, this is the lowest price in my shop. Not a single grain of spirit sand less."

Undeterred, Jiang Yi continued to haggle and bargain for a while longer.

But the other party is sticking to their guns and won't budge, which shows that this is indeed their bottom line.

He thought for a moment, then took out the Wind-Breaking Cone and handed it over:

"How many spirit stones is this item worth?"

The shopkeeper was taken aback, took it, examined it for a moment, and said:

"This is a low-grade magic artifact, slightly worn. If you wish to sell it, we can accept it, but the price will not be high; it will only be worth 120 spirit stones."

Jiang Yi frowned:

"worth 130."

Without further ado, he put away the magic sword, then rummaged in his sleeve for a while and took out two hundred and fifty spirit stones, handing them over.

The shop assistant looked reluctant, but quickly counted and put away the spirit stones, muttering:

"Alright, business is tough these days, so we'll do as you say, fellow Daoist."

Jiang Yi smiled faintly, said nothing more, and turned to leave with light steps.

As he left the shop, he weighed the money pouch in his sleeve.

With so much space cleared out, I really didn't dare to shop around anymore, afraid that I might not be able to resist buying something else.

"..."

soon.

Jiang Yi returned to the West Street Inn, went straight into his room, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

He took out the newly acquired magic sword, admiring it for a long time, then suddenly smiled and muttered to himself:

"Thin as a cicada's wing, clear as ice, let's call it 'Autumn Water'."

He then closed his eyes slightly, his inner power surged, and he slowly poured it into the sword, beginning to refine this weapon for combat.

The room fell silent, with only faint sounds coming from outside the window.

Jiang Yi remained seated, his posture like an old monk in deep meditation, with a faint light of magical power flowing back and forth between him and the sword.

Little Pear was curled up inside her clothes, snoring softly, her little belly rising and falling, sleeping soundly.

Time slowly passed.

Before I knew it, a lot of time had passed.

a moment.

Several streaks of purple lightning suddenly flashed in Jiang Yi's arms, accompanied by a series of crackling sounds, as he sat motionless.

"grass!"

Jiang Yi trembled from the electric shock and jumped up.

I was so shocked I nearly fell off the bed.

After regaining his senses, he caught his breath.

He quickly pulled Xiaoli out of his arms and glared at her fiercely...