Immortal Life: Starting with Daily Last Words

A few days later, Yu Daoxuan bid farewell to his family and friends, boarded his Wind-Escape Boat, and sped straight towards Slanting Star Island.

Xiexing Island is located northeast of Changping Island, more than 500 miles away, and it possesses a first-grade high-quality spiritual vein.

The Qingyuan Sect has cultivated two to three hundred acres of spiritual fields and more than ten acres of spiritual herb gardens in this area, making it a stable source of income for the sect.

After traveling for most of the day, Yu Daoxuan finally arrived at the Xiexing Island ferry before sunset.

The coastal ferry crossing was bustling with activity, with boats coming and going in an endless stream, all ordinary fishermen from the Qingyuan Sect returning home after their catch.

Where the blue sea meets the sky, flocks of seabirds skim the waves, their calls echoing through the air. The sea breeze carries a faint, salty scent, painting a picture of a peaceful and idyllic paradise.

Yu Daoxuan put away the Wind-Escape Boat, rode his sword through the air, and instantly arrived at the foot of Mount Jiulan on the island.

The Qingyuan Sect's stronghold on this island was not located in any of the island's ordinary towns, but rather on a mountain peak called Jiulan Mountain.

The area ahead was shrouded in thick white fog. A mid-grade first-level fog array had been set up in the mountains, which was perpetually covered by white fog to prevent outsiders from entering.

Yu Daoxuan took out a communication jade talisman and notified the Qingyuan Sect cultivators guarding the island.

Before long, the fog in front of me dissipated, and the view opened up, with the fragrance of flowers and grass filling my nostrils.

The grass was lush and green, and the flowers were in full bloom. The sounds of cranes and monkeys could be heard from time to time.

A sword light flashed down from the mountain like lightning, and a lean man in a green robe appeared before Yu Daoxuan, with a large red gourd hanging from his waist, which was quite eye-catching.

Upon closer inspection, Yu Daoxuan realized it was Zhao Zhongling, who had joined the sect in the same year. The two had interacted with each other within the sect and were considered acquaintances.

Judging from his cultivation level, he is still at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

"Brother Zhongling, you're fine."

Yu Daoxuan cupped his hands and smiled.

Zhao Zhongling smiled warmly and laughed heartily: "I knew it! The magpies on the mountaintop were chirping all day. It turns out it's Senior Brother Daoxuan's arrival! Senior Brother, hurry up and go into the mountain. Senior Brother Yuan Chongyuan has been waiting for you for a long time."

Yu Daoxuan nodded slightly and followed him to a bamboo house with an ancient style at the top of the mountain.

The bamboo house is elegant and simple, with the fragrance of bamboo wafting through the air.

Seated in the hall was a figure in a light yellow Taoist robe. The man had a refined appearance, with three long strands of beard hanging down. He looked to be no more than forty years old. It was Yuan Chongyuan.

Yuan Chongyuan was Guo Xiaotian's eldest disciple, and Yu Daoxuan had known him for a long time.

"Dao Xuan greets Senior Brother Yuan."

Yu Daoxuan bowed respectfully.

"I never expected that the sect would send Junior Brother Dao Xuan to take over the position of garrison commander this time."

Yuan Chongyuan smoothed his long bun and smiled.

After their conversation, seeing that it was getting dark, Yuan Chongyuan told Zhao Zhongling to take Yu Daoxuan to rest for the night and to proceed with the handover the next day.

That night.

Yu Daoxuan and Zhao Zhongling drank together under the moon and chatted about interesting things.

The next morning, it was broad daylight.

Yuan Chongyuan summoned all the cultivators on duty on the island and met with Yu Daoxuan one by one.

Besides Yuan Chongyuan, the garrison commander, and Zhao Zhongling, there were three spiritual plant cultivators and ten miscellaneous disciples at the early stage of Qi Refining on the island.

One of the oldest spiritual plant practitioners, Liu Chongchang, had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining and was a first-grade superior spiritual plant practitioner.

His status and authority on the island were second only to the original garrison commander Yuan Chongyuan, and he was responsible for managing the island's spiritual fields and medicinal herbs.

Afterwards, he personally led Yu Daoxuan to count the variety and quantity of spiritual fields and spiritual herbs on the island.

"Dao Xuan, the sect rules are very strict. You should check it yourself."

Yuan Chongyuan pointed to a field of medicinal herbs and said loudly.

Yu Daoxuan nodded, carefully checked the contents of the jade slip, and found no errors.

It's no wonder Yu Daoxuan is so cautious. As the guardian of Xiexing Island, his most important task is to protect these spiritual fields and herbs.

These hundreds of acres of spiritual fields and more than ten acres of spiritual herbs bring nearly a thousand spirit stones in profit to the Qingyuan Sect every year.

The sect sends people to inspect and take stock every two years. If any problems are found, he, the guard, will be the first to bear the responsibility.

This concerns one's future spiritual practice, and cannot be taken lightly in the slightest.

"Dao Xuan, besides this matter, there are tens of thousands of mortals living in several towns on the island who need to be looked after."

"Junior Brother Zhao will be patrolling at irregular intervals, so please keep an eye out for him."

With a smile on his face, Yuan Chongyuan gave Yu Daoxuan a few instructions.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother, Dao Xuan will keep it in mind."

Yu Daoxuan solemnly agreed.

"In that case, Dao Xuan, I shall take my leave!"

Having finished explaining everything, Yuan Chongyuan had no intention of lingering any longer and rode his spirit boat away into the sky.

From then on, Yu Daoxuan officially took over the position of guarding Xiexing Island.

The task of guarding Xiexing Island is relatively easy. Apart from the fact that the spiritual energy on the island is not as good as that of the sect, everything else is fine. There are dedicated servants to take care of daily life.

The spiritual fields and herbs are taken care of by the sect's spiritual plant growers and miscellaneous disciples, and the island's small town is overseen by Zhao Zhongling. If there's nothing else to do, he can just focus on his cultivation.

After settling things at his residence, Yu Daoxuan returned to the secluded bamboo courtyard and activated the courtyard's own first-tier low-grade defensive formation.

He sat cross-legged on the bamboo couch, patted the spirit beast pouch at his waist, and a streak of dark light shot out, revealing the Ghost King Spider in front of him.

This spider is naturally venomous and loves to devour all kinds of poisonous creatures and insects.

Back when he was in the sect, he had searched far and wide and stockpiled hundreds of poisonous insects for them.

Under his careful nurturing, the Ghost King Spider has already reached the mid-stage of the first rank, and its combat power is enough to rival that of a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator of the human race.

However, in Yu Daoxuan's eyes, such strength was still too weak and not yet sufficient to be of assistance to him.

He casually picked up two or three venomous scorpions and fed them to the spider. After the spider finished eating, he let it roam and play freely in the room.

Yu Daoxuan sat quietly with his eyes lowered, pondering the general situation in the outside world.

The reason why the Feathered Ascension Sect is recruiting its subordinate forces to explore new lands is that the Golden Core cultivators within the sect are nearing the end of their cultivation period, and they wish to expand the sect's territory.

In the past, when he talked with his senior brother Wang Xuanjiao and other disciples, they all guessed that the Yuhua Sect's mobilization of sects from the four continents this time was probably not only for expanding its territory, but also for another purpose.

By using the wars of pioneering to deplete the manpower and resources of the affiliated sects, weakening potential threats from all sides, and consolidating its dominant position over the four continents in the long term.

Therefore, this pioneering effort had far-reaching implications, and almost no major power in the four continents could remain uninvolved.

The Qingyuan Sect also had to allocate half of its fighting force to prepare for war. When the news spread, the entire sect was in turmoil.

Some disciples tried every means to find excuses to avoid the battle, so as not to be drawn into the extremely dangerous pioneering war.

Of course, not everyone wants to escape war.

Some disciples have grown up in the sect since childhood, and have long regarded the Qingyuan Sect as their home.

Now that the sect needed them, they were eager to try and couldn't wait to make contributions to the sect.

Moreover, the bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish.

If one makes outstanding contributions in this pioneering war, not only will one become famous, but one may even be rewarded with Foundation Establishment Pills.

Countless cultivators stuck at the ninth level of Qi Refining, nearing the end of their lifespan, and with no way to obtain Foundation Establishment Pills, regarded this battle as their last chance to seize the path to immortality, and were willing to risk their lives for this opportunity.

Whether they like it or not, all disciples must obey orders and go to the battlefield for the benefit of the sect when summoned by the sect.

If one avoids battle without permission or deserts without cause, the sect will surely pursue and kill them with all its might.

Yu Daoxuan has been a member of the Qingyuan Sect for ten years. As a human being, he naturally developed a sense of belonging over time.

If there is a way to protect oneself and avoid life-or-death situations, I am willing to contribute to the sect.

However, with his meager cultivation at the eighth level of Qi Refining, his presence on the battlefield would be like a drop in the ocean, and his presence or absence would hardly change the course of the battle.

Rather than suffering unnecessary losses, it is better to preserve one's life for now and focus on honing one's spiritual path.

I will repay the sect's kindness when I am strong enough in the future.

With his mind made up, he took out the treasure he had obtained from Flying Eagle Mountain a few days earlier from his storage bag.