22: Rapid progress!

Since transmigrating, this was the first time Lu Xian had touched alcohol.

And it was spirit wine, no less!

It had to be said, compared to spirit tea, this wine was indeed more intoxicating.

At the dinner table, the few of them exchanged contact information.

Du Qinghong repeatedly muttered things like, "If you strike it rich, don't forget us."

Wang Man and Shen Nan naturally agreed wholeheartedly.

The atmosphere was quite harmonious.

"Big Brother Han, I toast to you! May your path to immortality be ever green!" Shen Nan said, draining his cup in one go.

So, drinking culture was also quite prevalent in the cultivation world.

He had actually picked it up without a teacher.

Lu Xian nodded and took a sip; the mellow flavor carried a faint spiritual charm.

"Big Brother Han, I toast to you as well. Your way of doing things is something I, Wang Man, look up to!" Wang Man's eyes twinkled with admiration.

"Brother Han, eat and drink up!" Du Qinghong's mouth never stopped moving.

"Hahaha... You flatter me."

Lu Xian thought to himself that if the cultivation world were always like tonight, it wouldn't be so bad.

Unfortunately, the world would not allow it.

In the struggle for the immortal path, long-lasting harmony was ultimately an extravagant hope.

Of the four people sitting together today, what would their situation be like many years from now?

No one knew.

There were no deliberate words of farewell; after all, Lu Xian wasn't that close to the others.

They had only met once or twice.

Being able to gather here tonight was already considered fate... The next day, the morning sun rose.

The giant spirit ship of the Cangye Sect hovered over Qingyun City, waiting for the three hundred newly recruited Disciples to gather before turning into a streak of light and streaking away.

Roaming between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Lu Xian felt a stir in his heart.

"Brother Du, do you know how much a flying Magical Artifact costs?"

Du Qinghong replied, "It depends on the type. flying boats and flying leaves are relatively cheap; you can get one for two hundred Spirit Stones. If it's a Flying Sword or flying dagger type, it'll be at least four hundred Spirit Stones."

"Why, does Brother Han want to purchase a Magical Artifact? To fly through the air, just having a Magical Artifact isn't enough; you also need to learn the Object Manipulation Art. That's not expensive; you can buy it for fifty Spirit Stones."

Lu Xian understood.

But he was short on cash.

Although the cost of earning Spirit Stones was low, he didn't dare to sell in large quantities.

Suddenly, he thought of a way: "Brother Du, could you sell some things on my behalf? I Cultivate every day and really don't have the time to spare."

Du Qinghong was surprised:

"Oh? No wonder Brother Han's progress far exceeds his peers despite his Five Spirit Simultaneous Cultivation; it's because you're so diligent! What items? I've always been quick and efficient in my dealings."

Lu Xian briefly explained his plan.

He would provide a hundred spirit eggs every ten days and entrust them to him for sale.

An eighty-twenty split; he would take forty Spirit Stones each time, and the remaining ten would be Du Qinghong's commission!

After hearing this, Du Qinghong almost jumped up: "Brother Han, you... you've finally agreed to do big business?! Don't worry, leave it to me. There's no shortage of buyers for things like spirit eggs. I can handle it just by contacting a few old customers!"

"It's a long-term supply; let's keep it going for half a year first," Lu Xian reminded him.

"Half a year?!"

Du Qinghong was shocked and quickly calculated in his head.

Fifty Spirit Stones every ten days, a hundred and fifty a month, that's nine hundred in half a year!

He could earn a hundred and eighty from it!

He was going to be rich!

"Brother Han, no—Han Dad, Little Du is going to kowtow to you right here!"

Du Qinghong shouted excitedly.

Lu Xian frowned and warned, "You brat, don't pull any tricks. Remember the lesson of the Chen family..."

"Oh, Brother Han, that really wasn't my fault! How could Little Du dare!"

"Besides, back then I really did have a project, the 'Fortune Immortal Lots' from the Thousand Mechanisms Shop. It only cost two Spirit Stones per lot, and if you drew the corresponding number, the top prize was a full ten thousand Spirit Stones! Not just doubling your money—thousands of times over isn't a dream!"

Isn't this just a lottery?

"Then did you ever win?"

"At most, I won once for five Spirit Stones, which counts as doubling it, right?" Du Qinghong had a look of disappointment; he had sunk over a hundred Spirit Stones into it.

"Heh, it would be strange if you won big. Even if you transmigrated back, you wouldn't win!" Lu Xian shook his head.

"Transmigrated? What is transmigrated?"

Lu Xian didn't bother to explain and continued to explain the transaction details:

The transaction must be done in secret, at a corner of the Shantytown outside the North Gate, far from his own small courtyard.

Use a secret code for every meeting, and leave immediately after the goods and money are settled, without exposing their movements.

No showing faces, no revealing auras, and check if being followed before coming... "Brother Han, this... isn't this a bit too cautious?" Du Qinghong clicked his tongue. Was such trouble necessary?

Lu Xian said decisively, "It must be done, or no deal!"

After the two agreed, Lu Xian first delivered the first batch of a hundred spirit eggs, agreed to meet at the North Gate ten days later, and then they went their separate ways.

Lu Xian wasn't afraid of Little Fatty Du pocketing the money.

His home produced over a dozen spirit eggs a day, which he couldn't possibly consume all of.

If this small amount could help him see through a person, it would be worth it... Returning to the small courtyard.

Lu Xian cautiously inspected the area, and only after confirming there were no signs of intrusion did he push open the door.

Now that the channel for earning Spirit Stones was resolved and the risk transferred, he could finally Cultivate in peace.

After the experience of the Cangye Sect recruitment, he realized he should return to his original intention.

Focusing on improving his strength.

The world was vast, and the Middle Stage of Qi Refining was truly not enough to look at.

Closing his eyes and concentrating, with the enhancement of the [Cultivation Chamber], Lu Xian circulated the Primordial Art.

His breathing gradually became long and slow.

His breathing became increasingly long; with each inhale and exhale, Spiritual Qi integrated into his Meridians and was refined through the heavenly cycles.

Time flew by.

Lu Xian's daily routine was very orderly.

Waking up in the morning, he would feed the Spirit Bird, collect spirit eggs, and perform the Minor Cloud and Rain Art. In the morning, he would comprehend the Way of Formations, study the Xuanpin Qi Concealment Art, or temper his Physical Body;

From the afternoon until night, he would sit in meditation to Cultivate.

After the last bit of hard work for the day, he would return to the [bedroom] to sleep, slowly nourishing his Divine Sense.

He focused on balancing work and rest, with a rhythmic pace!

Every ten days, he would go to meet Du Qinghong for the handover.

Both his wealth and cultivation were growing rapidly!

There was no need to go out and risk his life for an Opportunity, nor did he need to fight others in fear.

Life was very pleasant.

Half a year later.

On this day, Lu Xian was in the [formation chamber], inscribing the final Formation patterns.

His aura was restrained; even though his fingertips were releasing magic power, if one didn't sense carefully, they wouldn't be able to see his cultivation at the sixth level of Qi Refining!

"It's done!"

Lu Xian couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.

This "Minor Wind and Thunder Slaying" Formation Plate had taken him two months of intermittent effort, but it was finally finished.

If not for the +30% success rate for inscribing Formation patterns, he didn't know how much longer it would have taken.

"See, my talent in the Way of Formations plus a little bit of luck, it was bound to happen!"

The Minor Wind and Thunder Slaying Formation was a Rank One Medium Grade Formation, and making it into a Formation Plate required the level of a Rank One High Grade Formation Master.

Lu Xian had comprehended about seventy to eighty percent of the content in the "Elementary Introduction to the Way of Formations," and only needed to fully integrate it.

The completion of this Formation Plate signaled that he had firmly entered the ranks of High Grade Formation Masters.

After resting for a while, he went to the backyard.

Another batch of soul settling tea had grown.

As the sunlight fell, a faint golden spiritual glow appeared on the edges of some tea leaves, like a light veil covering the emerald green, and a faint fragrance diffused.

This tea tree had been planted in the spirit field all along; with +1 to its growth age every day, it was now over two hundred and forty years old.

The tree seemed to have mutated; some leaves had golden veins, and just one whiff made his Divine Soul feel peaceful.

If he took a sip, his spiritual terrace would become even more clear, reaching an unprecedented state of transparency.

For the next half hour, whether comprehending Spells or Formations, it was as if he had divine help; obscure points could be suddenly understood with just a little thought!

Could it be... this tree is transforming into the legendary Dao Enlightenment Tea?

Lu Xian didn't dare to sell it anymore. Once the golden-veined tea leaves appeared, he feared he would be instantly targeted; perhaps even a Golden Core True Person would take action!

Calculating the days.

Today should be the last day of the half-year agreement with Du Qinghong, and it was time to collect the final payment.

He took out the quasi-immortal jade token.

Before he could actively send a message, a message was displayed.

「Du Qinghong: Brother Han, leave quickly! I've been discovered, be careful... they seem to have soul searching methods, go quickly...」