Transmigrating to the Qi Cultivation Path, I became an outdated Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Chapter 117 Jungling [Daily Subscription Requested]

Blackwater Marsh, Thousand Red Workshop.

Inside the underground meeting place of the circular stone fortress, the secret meeting of the Nightmare was in full swing.

"Four hundred and eighty thousand spirit stones!"

An aged voice rang out from the front row of the hall, its tone tinged with a hint of gritted teeth.

On the platform, a cultivator wearing a cloud-covering talisman and carrying a long sword held a pure white jade box. The lid had already popped open, and a pill the size of a thumb, pale gold in color, with a restrained and warm radiance, lay quietly on the velvet cloth. It was the Golden Core Pill.

"Four hundred and ninety thousand!"

Another voice followed, coming from a cultivator in the middle row on the left. The man was burly, and even through the gray mist, his broad shoulders and thick waist were visible. His voice was rough and carried an undeniable ruthlessness.

The room instantly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

It seems this has reached its limit.

The cultivator carrying the long sword was none other than He Sheng, who had transformed himself into a young swordsman.

He traveled south from the Moonlit Clouds Sect, intending to visit Thousand Red Pavilion to see if there was a way to make money quickly. He happened to come across the opening of the Black Nightmare Gathering, so he naturally participated actively.

As for this Golden Core pill, it was the one he had bought from Zhang Tuo at the Golden Core Cultivation Banquet, through a forced transaction.

If it were still when he was a rogue cultivator, He Sheng would naturally be reluctant to put this item out for sale.

But times have changed. Now he is an outer sect elder of the Moon Glow Sect, and forming a Golden Core is not a rare thing in such a great immortal sect.

There are several in the sect's main treasury; one can be exchanged for twenty-five great merits.

"Four hundred and ninety thousand spirit stones, any higher bids?"

He Sheng asked a routine question, and seeing that no one responded, he completed the transaction with the burly cultivator.

After acquiring the spirit stones and paying the transaction commission, He Sheng did not immediately step down. Instead, he began to clear out his hidden treasures.

There were a total of twenty or thirty items, including magical artifacts, low-grade spiritual materials, talismans, and so on, scattered across the table.

Although the quality varies, the quantity is considerable.

However, what truly caught the eye were two top-grade magical artifacts tainted with dark, malevolent energy, and a...

The black token, however, exuded a faint yet menacing aura.

As soon as these three items appeared, He Shengneng clearly felt several divine senses locking onto him simultaneously from below the stage.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

These items were the relics obtained after killing Xu Kun, the cultivator who had robbed the Blackwater Marsh.

In the past, He Sheng would have had some reservations.

But now, his cultivation level, strength, background, and backing are far beyond what they used to be.

More importantly, he, Mr. He, is currently short of money.

Therefore, he went to great lengths to disguise himself during his trip south, and even suppressed his cultivation level to the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Soon, people started asking about prices. That's how the Black Magic Society is; everyone has no scruples. As long as the price is right and there's a profit to be made, who cares where your stuff comes from?

He Sheng wasn't in a hurry; he discussed things one by one and took action one by one.

After exchanging items, He Sheng acquired another 40,000 spirit stones and three Foundation Establishment Pills.

With this sum of spirit stones, He Sheng immediately felt much more confident.

He did not rush to step down, but instead took the initiative to purchase Foundation Building Pills.

Finally, he spent 110,000 spirit stones to buy six genuine Foundation Establishment Pills. Including what he had obtained from previous transactions and exchanges, he acquired a total of nine Foundation Establishment Pills and 420,000 spirit stones.

After the secret meeting of the Black Nightmare ended, He Sheng walked out of the stone fortress amidst the crowd. Unlike most people, he did not leave Qianhongfang in a hurry, but instead turned into a dark and narrow alley on the west side of the market.

At the end of the alley is an inconspicuous black iron gate.

A cultivator in a gray robe stood at the entrance. His cultivation level was only at the late stage of Qi Refining, and his face was covered with a pale mask without any facial features.

"Tianxi Pavilion".

He Sheng's words were concise and to the point.

The gray-robed cultivator turned slightly to the side and pushed open the black iron door behind him.

Inside the door was a downward stone staircase, with eerie green lamps burning on both sides, just like the furnishings of the Black Nightmare's secret meeting place.

At the end of the stone steps was a small, quiet room.

The room contained only a stone table and two stone stools. On the table sat a ghostly green lamp and a fist-sized copper bell.

He Sheng sat down in front of the stone table and pressed the copper bell.

Before the bell had even finished ringing, a hidden compartment silently slid open on the opposite wall.

A round mirror flew out from a hidden compartment and landed steadily on the stone table. A hoarse, aged voice then rang out: "Fellow Daoist, I wonder how this old man can help you?"

He Sheng flipped his palm and took out three porcelain bottles, which were the ones he had previously obtained from Zhong Qi, a true disciple of the Blood King Sect.

"These three bottles of pills, I wonder if your esteemed establishment can identify them?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the round mirror flew up with a "whoosh," reflected the three porcelain bottles, and then flew back into the hidden compartment.

A moment later, the aged voice rang out again.

"A sincere offer of three thousand spirit stones."

This was the rule of Tianxi Pavilion: pay first, then inform. He Sheng didn't delay and directly took out three thousand spirit stones and threw them into the hidden compartment.

Soon, the person inside provided the answer.

"The pill in the first porcelain bottle is called the Blood Spirit Pill. It is a blood-path pill specially refined by the Blood King Sect. It can quickly restore mana and is extremely precious to blood path cultivators. Its market price is at least five thousand spirit stones per pill."

He Sheng nodded slightly, not surprised by this.

As one of the eight sacred sects of the Tongyouming True Path, the Blood King Sect's unique elixirs are naturally extraordinary.

"The second porcelain bottle contains the Spirit Transformation Pill, but this is not a medicinal pill; rather, it is a one-time attack method."

Once activated, it will create a Blood Nightmare, which specializes in corrupting spiritual energy and can seize other people's magical artifacts and treasures in a short period of time.

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He Sheng raised an eyebrow slightly.

The method by which Zhong Qi took away the Blood Poison Mother-Child Blade that day was probably this Spirit Transformation Pill.

Recalling that day, He Sheng still felt lingering fear. If he hadn't reacted quickly and severed the connection between his main body and the Blood Poison Mother Blade in time, he feared that even his own magical power would have been corrupted by that Blood Nightmare.

The voice continued from behind the hidden compartment, but this time it carried a more solemn tone: "As for what's inside that large porcelain bottle, its origins are far from simple."

This item is called Corpse King Pill, and it is made primarily from the inner core of the third-tier Corpse King, Green Chief.

If this pill falls into the hands of a cultivator skilled in the art of corpse cultivation, it can directly upgrade a second-tier golden corpse to a first-tier corpse king.

He Sheng was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, not expecting that this thing would actually be related to the Corpse Path.

He knew very little about the Corpse Path, but because his own destiny included the [Female Earth] Path, which was perfectly suited to the Corpse Path cultivation method of the Qi and Divine Path, he listened quite attentively.

"For cultivators who specialize in refining corpses, this Corpse King Pill is equivalent to a Golden Core Pill plus at least one Golden Core Spiritual Object."

This is because the probability of a golden corpse advancing to the third rank using the Corpse King Pill is extremely high, far more reliable than a cultivator forming their core.

Therefore, this Corpse King Pill is extremely valuable to cultivators who practice the Corpse Path. If it were sold in the southern part of Chuzhou under the jurisdiction of the Tongyouming True Path, it might even fetch a sky-high price of one million spirit stones.

After all, that place is rife with corpses, and third-tier Corpse King Pills are always in high demand but short supply; all the major corpse-path sects are willing to spend a fortune to buy them.

This thing is actually worth that much?!

He Sheng gasped. Of all the things he had ever come into contact with, the Corpse King Pill was undoubtedly the most expensive.

A single item worth millions deserves to be stored separately.

He carefully put away the Corpse King Pill, and then put the other two porcelain bottles into his storage bag before getting up and leaving.

After leaving Tianxi Pavilion, He Sheng walked along the crowded and narrow main street of Qianhongfang towards the outside of the market.

At this moment, the cultivators were beginning to take action, and there were far fewer pedestrians on the street than when they arrived.

Along the way, he felt at least three divine senses locking onto him, some near and some far.

The feeling was like a hungry wolf lurking behind you in the dark, neither rushing to pounce nor giving up easily, but coldly and patiently waiting for its prey to reveal a weakness.

He Sheng was not afraid at all; on the contrary, he was secretly pleased.

Upon reaching the market entrance, he feigned a hasty departure, his figure transforming into a streak of light blue that shot into the sky, heading straight west.

He Sheng's escape speed was not fast. With the divine sense enhanced by the Wei Lan Divine Power, he could see three streams of tribulation cultivators trailing behind him from three directions.

The two cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage were chasing the closest, each riding a flying magic artifact, and their speed was extremely fast among those of the same level.

In the other direction, there were four Foundation Establishment mid-stage cultivators.

At the very back were seven or eight cultivators of varying levels of cultivation, but the one in the lead was none other than a pseudo-core cultivator.

The fake Core Formation cultivator was surrounded by a layer of dark red malevolent energy, and a black token engraved with the character "痕" hung at his waist.

Leave no trace!

He Sheng understood.

When he ambushed and killed Xu Kun, he learned from the soul search that the leader of the group of cultivators who left no trace was a fake Core cultivator.

The three groups of cultivators gradually formed an encirclement, closing in bit by bit, as if they had He Sheng completely under their control.

He Sheng cooperated by feigning panic, turning back in a flustered manner as he fled, and even staggering in mid-air, as if his magic power was unstable from fright.

After chasing and fleeing for hundreds of miles, they saw that the water vapor ahead suddenly became thick, revealing a vast expanse of deep water.

"Let's jungle here."

He Sheng swooped down and plunged into the marsh.

Amidst the splashing water, his figure vanished instantly beneath the murky black water.

The two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators who had caught up first paused slightly above the water, seemingly hesitating for a moment.

But seeing the other two groups of cultivators closing in, the two exchanged a glance and then plunged into the swamp.

He Sheng used the ripple-like water escape technique to quickly dive into the depths of the water.

The water in this black marsh was murky and viscous, which greatly reduced the effectiveness of ordinary divine sense. However, for He Sheng, who enhanced his divine sense with the concept of gentle ripples, the entire marsh was like an extension of his perception.

He found a hidden cave underwater, concealed his true form within, and then created nine water-shadow avatars, silently...

The resting place spread out in all directions.

The two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators who chased after He Sheng quickly lost track of him. Just as they were looking around in confusion, a dark current suddenly surged up from the bottom of the water, and the two were enveloped by the strange black water.

Although the poison contained in the black water was not as domineering as the Blood Poison Mother-Child Blade, it was still enough to make the protective spiritual light of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator waver rapidly.

"not good..."

The two immediately prepared to use some means, but the black water instantly condensed into a huge bubble, trapping them inside and gradually eroding their protective spiritual light.

boom...

Immediately following, a series of muffled thuds were heard, as two large black bubbles burst open with a triple burst of water.

The two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators were blown to pieces by the fierce shock before they could even scream. Their remaining bones were completely dissolved by the black water.

Splash...

As the sound of flowing water rang out, a water-shadow avatar appeared and quietly took the two people's storage bags into its palm.

"Hey!"

With over 100,000 spirit stones and a third-grade low-level treasure material, the total gain was at least 400,000 spirit stones.

This is a great start!

He, who was desperately short of money, felt great satisfaction upon seeing the spoils of war and immediately began to look forward to what contributions the remaining two groups of cultivators, especially the fake Core cultivator, could make.

The second group of cultivators arrived quickly. The four Foundation Establishment stage cultivators were cautious enough to form a square formation, each summoning their protective magic artifacts and slowly searching the bottom of the water.

They quickly realized something was wrong; the residual spiritual energy fluctuations at the bottom of the water were too strange, but it was too late to retreat.

Undercurrents began to rise again.

This time, He Sheng used his Water Shadow Avatar to first set up an illusion array, confusing the four people who entered the array. At the same time, the Blood Poison Mother-Child Blade transformed into a poisonous dragon and directly entered the array, unleashing its divine power.

Soon, another pile of melting corpses appeared at the bottom of the water.

The Water Shadow Avatar collected the four people's storage bags. This time the harvest was less than 300,000 spirit stones in total.

Let's see if the leader who leaves no trace has any surprises in store.

He Sheng's plan was quite good, but unfortunately, a Core Formation cultivator is not someone to be trifled with. After arriving, this person did not immediately enter the water, but instead hovered above the water's surface.

"go!"

The fake Core Formation cultivator made a hand seal, and a dark mist flew out from the token at his waist, transforming into a dark light that covered an area of ​​several miles and probed into the water.

Wherever the dark light passed, even the dark green algae were corroded and hissed, clearly indicating an extremely insidious magical technique.

He Sheng's true form remained hidden in the water cave, but the nine water shadow avatars that had been differentiated had already converged from all directions.

The fake Core Formation cultivator quickly realized something was wrong.

According to the information Wu Guang relayed, the intensity of the magical energy fluctuations underwater far exceeded his expectations, and was even faintly comparable to his own.

His pupils contracted slightly, but his expression remained unchanged. He simply said, "Third brother, take some men into the water and investigate the situation of the Jin brothers and the Four Fiends of Changshui."

"Okay, boss."

A one-eyed giant in the late Foundation Establishment stage immediately called the other three to enter the water together.

What happened unexpectedly was that as soon as these people entered the water, the fake Core Formation cultivator transformed into a streak of black light and disappeared a hundred feet away in just a few breaths.

This leader, who "leaves no trace," actually turned around and ran away.

boom!

Suddenly, the water surface exploded, and nine water shadows soared into the sky, surrounding the others who "left no trace".

A moment later, after all the cultivators had been killed, He Sheng emerged from the water.

"That guy's fast!"

He Sheng shook his head in the direction where the head of the family had left without leaving a trace, and had no intention of chasing after them.

"These cultivators are like fish in a pond; they occasionally come to roam the wild and steal a few. That should be fine."

But if we make too much noise and attract the attention of the fishpond owner, then a good thing could turn into a bad thing.

As they were speaking, a water-shadow avatar flew over and delivered the other members' storage bags without leaving a trace. He Sheng didn't look at them closely, but collected them all and flew away towards Tiandu Mountain.

In the rear hall of the Longevity Pool Water Palace, a green snake, five or six zhang long with a head the size of half a millstone, was spitting out a ball of icy blue flame, making the surrounding water seem to freeze.

This green snake is none other than Qing'er.

Before He Sheng went north, he fed the Xuanzhuo Ice Flame Seed to the demon queen, who then fell into a deep sleep and did not awaken until more than a year later.

In the following years, the green snake not only transformed into a second-tier great demon, but also cultivated its Xuanzhuo Ice Flame Seed to the point where it could spew second-tier icy blue cold flames.

He Sheng, who had quietly returned to his residence, was greatly surprised to see the green snake cultivating. He never expected that the little green snake of the past would grow up so quickly.

He Sheng spoke only after the cultivation was completed.

But soon, the green snake caught a whiff of that familiar scent, and its vertical pupils immediately filled with joy.

"Immortal Master! You've finally returned!"

The green snake swam hurriedly to He Sheng, its massive body causing water to splash everywhere, its joy evident in its movements.

It circled around He Sheng several times, then eagerly began to show off its transformation.

"Immortal Master, look! This is icy blue flame!"

As the green snake spoke, it opened its mouth and spewed out a fist-sized ball of icy blue flame.

The flames did not go out in the water; instead, they burned even more fiercely, freezing the water wherever they passed with a crackling sound.

After spewing flames, the green snake coiled its body into a ball, its scales shimmering with a bluish-green luster.

"My bloodline has awakened to 60%, greatly increasing not only my physical defense but also my innate talent..."

He Sheng nodded repeatedly, feeling quite pleasantly surprised.

In just four years, he had cultivated the Xuanzhuo Ice Flame Seed to such an extent; the Green Serpent's bloodline aptitude was far better than he had expected.

He immediately praised her repeatedly, and the green snake's vertical pupils narrowed into slits from the praise, while its tail swayed incessantly.

After the Green Snake finished demonstrating its transformation, He Sheng asked, "How has the He family fared during the years I was away?"

He did not intend to return to Yinsha River on this trip south.

This was because before setting off, he had used a five-point divination talisman to predict good or bad fortune.

The results showed that as long as they didn't cross Tiandu Mountain, everything was fine.

With Tiandu Mountain as the boundary, the further south you go, the more obvious the ominous signs become, and the manifestation of these ominous signs is the bloodshed that occurred before!

He Sheng guessed that the Blood River Master had probably used a secret method to find out some of his secrets and had made arrangements in the Silver Sand River and even Changyang Mountain. Naturally, he would not walk into a trap.

"The He family is doing quite well."

They still deliver the annual allowance as usual every year; this year's allowance was just delivered a few months ago.

As for the sulfurous fire energy from the earth's lungs, I have already collected it and handed it over to the He family before the New Year.

Green Snake reported everything in detail, and it seemed that everything at the He family's house was going smoothly.

This was within He Sheng's expectations, given that He Ziyang was present.

He Sheng was not familiar with the general situation before, but after entering the Moon Glow Sect for several years, he has become aware of many things through his surroundings and the increase in information channels.

For example, the ceasefire agreement between the Tai Xuan Zheng Yi Dao and the Tong You Ming Zhen Dao:

For example, what was the identity of the Guicang Master who accepted He Ziyang as a disciple?

To put it another way, that Master Guicang is no ordinary late-stage Golden Core cultivator, but is recognized as the number one cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage in the Tai Xuan Zheng Yi Dao!

Regardless of the true intentions of this Guicang Zhenren in accepting He Ziyang, the He family now has a powerful backer, and He Sheng doesn't think that Xuehe Zhenren would dare to act rashly.

Therefore, He Sheng stopped asking about the He family's affairs and instead began to investigate the icy blue flames controlled by the Green Snake.

"Qing'er, can you now control your icy blue flames at will?"

"That's great. This fire is something I cultivated from the Profound Blazing Ice Flame Seed. It's as if I was born with it. Not only can I control it perfectly, but it also has the potential to evolve into a higher-level cold flame in the future."

The green snake spoke with a hint of smugness.

He Sheng nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this, and then took out a bright white round bead.

This item was actually the blank for the Ice-Slaying Yin-Thunder Pearl that he had refined when he was at the Moon Glow Sect.

Thanks to Fang Mengling's help, He Sheng had a lot more free time, which he used to refine this treasure whenever he had a spare moment.

Most of it has been done; what remains is to use the Cold Flame Fire Refining Method to complete the final water and fire refining and ice and fire clash.

Since the Green Serpent is so proficient in the Ice Blue Frost Flame, it is perfect for completing this final step.

"Qing'er, since you have such good control over the Ice Blue Flame, would you be willing to learn a method of refining artifacts with the Flame from me, so that I can help you forge this magical treasure?"

Upon hearing He Sheng's question, the green snake's eyes immediately lit up, and she nodded vigorously, saying, "Qing'er is willing to learn. As long as it can help the immortal master, anything is fine."

Upon hearing this, He Sheng laughed heartily and immediately began teaching the Green Snake a technique of refining weapons with cold flames.