146: Chongyang Immortal City, acquiring magical artifacts

October, Year 27 of the lunar calendar.

Within the Yuxu Grotto-Heaven.

"Still not working!!!"

Yu Xuzi shook his head and let out a breath, his face pale.

Before him lay scattered fragments of Magical Artifacts, dense and devoid of spiritual light; the phantom of the Taihe Furnace, condensed from Dharmic power, had violently exploded.

Only a wisp of multicolored treasure light remained, merging into the taiyin sword. The taiyin sword, which had already reached the second-tier supreme-grade, emitted bursts of humming before settling down, showing no signs of transformation.

He was currently practicing the third level of the Taihe Furnace Divine Ability!

Unfortunately, it was another failure.

The condensed treasure light remained at the second level, lacking that tiny bit of "spirituality"—the spirituality that could transform a Magical Artifact into a Magic Treasure.

Several years had passed since he successfully Cultivated the second level of the Divine Ability; it had taken him less than half a year to master the first two levels.

Yet, he hadn't mastered the third level even after several years.

However, this was normal.

According to the description of this Divine Ability, the vast majority of Cultivators could only Cultivate it to a level one tier lower than their own cultivation base.

A Cultivator who could refine the Taihe Furnace to a level equal to their own cultivation base would be considered an absolute heaven-chosen talent, even within the Myriad Heavens and Realms.

And those who could Cultivate this Divine Ability to a level one tier higher than their own cultivation base were one-in-a-billion existences.

"Take it slow; I just need more Magical Artifacts and Spiritual Ore materials for practice."

During this time, the number of Magical Artifacts he had scrapped while practicing the Taihe Furnace Divine Ability was at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, including many precious Second-tier Magical Artifacts.

No matter how wealthy he was, he was running low... Three days later.

Yu Xuzi reported to the Sect, falsely claiming he was going out for a journey, and temporarily left the Taihe Sect; he needed to go to the outside world to collect a massive amount of materials such as Magical Artifacts and Spiritual Ore.

Currently, the higher-ups of the Taihe Sect were reclaiming these items in large quantities; if he did the same within the Sect, it would easily attract attention.

The Resources in the other Micro Dust Worlds he had transmigrated to were too meager; thinking about it, it was most convenient to find time to collect them in the outside world.

On the contrary, he had plenty of Spirit Stones.

October 25th.

Lei Huo Mountain.

This was the first large-scale cultivation market Yu Xuzi had visited after arriving in the Cangmang Realm, but it had now been renamed "Chongyang Immortal City."

The Spiritual Vein here had been occupied by the newly arrived Immortal Master Chongyang.

This person was at the Peak of the Profound Fetus Early Stage and was not yet three hundred years old; he was considered a somewhat famous Loose Cultivator Immortal Master within the surrounding hundred thousand miles.

Because he didn't stay out of the war between the Taihe Sect and the Xuan Yin Palace, but instead resolutely chose to join the Taihe Sect's side and fought desperately for three years.

Having chosen the winning side, there were naturally rewards!

Thus, after the victory, the Taihe Sect bestowed this precious third-order Spiritual Vein—the former dojo of The Two Sages of Lei Huo—along with the market that was almost in ruins at the time, to Immortal Master Chongyang.

In the future, he only needed to pay Spirit Stone tributes on time.

Chongyang Immortal City was established.

Although it had only been two or three short years, this city had been a logistics hub during the war a few years ago, with many Cultivators stationed there, so its recovery was relatively fast.

"Lei Huo Mountain, Chongyang Immortal City... things have changed."

Yu Xuzi landed on the ground and carefully observed this newborn immortal city, sighing inwardly.

The scene of him "robbing" this place back then was still vivid in his mind... Now, The Two Sages of Lei Huo were dead.

Back then, how majestic was Venerable Huixing, a dignified Profound Fetus Late Stage Great Immortal Master, yet he too died grandly on the battlefield!

Under a certain tacit understanding between the two warring parties.

After all, he was considered the "culprit" of the war; the Taihe Sect could never let him go.

The permanent pass for Lei Huo Mountain from back then was certainly unusable; Yu Xuzi applied for a new permanent pass for Chongyang Immortal City.

The name "Taiyin" reappeared here.

In the center of the city, at the newly opened Wanbao Tower.

"This esteemed guest, would you like—"

"Bring out all the Magical Artifacts and Spiritual Gold materials you have here; I want them all!"

"Uh."

The shop assistant at the door was dumbfounded.

Do you even hear what you're saying?

But Yu Xuzi had no need to explain to him; he directly pulled out a Storage Pouch filled with Spirit Stones.

"Hurry up!"

The shop assistant took a look, and his eyes instantly turned red with greed.

"Esteemed guest, please wait a moment!"

Within a few breaths, the entire Wanbao Tower was in chaos, and the shopkeeper's ecstatic voice could not be suppressed.

In just half a day.

Yu Xuzi swept through the entire Chongyang Immortal City, visiting every shop that sold Magical Artifacts and Spiritual Gold.

The total expenditure exceeded two hundred thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

It was enough to buy a high-quality third-order Magic Treasure.

In exchange, he got only a few hundred first and Second-tier Magical Artifacts, as well as dozens of types of low-grade Spiritual Gold; most importantly, there were four pieces of third-order Spiritual Gold, which was quite good.

News spread like wildfire throughout Chongyang Immortal City that a wealthy Dao Foundation Cultivator had arrived, and many people with ulterior motives began to look into Yu Xuzi's background.

Because in their eyes, he was a fat sheep.

The next day.

Yu Xuzi left Chongyang Immortal City in a grand manner.

Behind him, many tails followed him subtly, but he acted as if he hadn't noticed and continued toward the center of the Xuan Yin Continent.

Late night, October 27th.

A certain mountain forest.

Yu Xuzi was sitting in the forest meditating, with the gentle moonlight falling and illuminating the ground in patches of silver-white.

Suddenly!

"Buzz buzz—"

A dark green sword light, dozens of zhang long, descended from the sky; a sinister Sword Intent rippled in all directions, slicing through the night and the moonlight.

However, Yu Xuzi didn't move at all; a dark shadow simply appeared beside him, and a thin blackish-red barrier emerged above his head.

"Clang!!!"

The heaven-shaking sword light struck the barrier with a deafening roar, yet the barrier didn't even show a ripple.

The sharp Sword Intent dissipated and exploded, kicking up dust and waves of earth for hundreds of zhang around; the ancient trees in the forest shattered into powder.

At the same time.

Under the terrified gazes of everyone in the shadows, the dark shadow in front of Yu Xuzi expanded wildly, reaching a height of over a hundred zhang in just a few breaths.

"Boom!!!"

Thick Corpse Qi soared into the sky, turning into a cloud of Evil Qi that covered dozens of miles, completely blocking out the moonlight.

The pressure belonging to a Third-Order Corpse King was fully released.

"This, this, this—"

"This person actually?!"

"A Corpse King???"

"Run!"

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight streaks of light soared into the sky, fleeing frantically in all directions.

They had considered that this person might be hiding his strength.

But for a Dao Foundation Cultivator to control a Corpse King was far beyond their imagination.

The taiyin demon puppet looked up, a terrifying smile spreading across its face, and reached out its right hand, gently clenching it.

No one could escape!

Within dozens of miles, countless giant palms of Evil Qi appeared out of thin air, crushing those streaks of light one by one, their flesh and blood bodies exploding on the spot!

"Senior, have mercy?!"

"No!!"

"Boom— Boom—"

A moment later.

Several more Storage Pouches appeared before Yu Xuzi.

"Killing people is still faster!"

He felt the joy of playing the pig to eat the tiger.