CHAPTER 60: CHAPTER 60: FAREWELL, BLACK WIND

A swamp area at the edge of Longze River.

The flying ship stopped under a swamp tree.

Zhao Chunsheng walked over from the mist outside.

"Master Shen, it’s set up."

Just now, he had set up a middle-grade illusion array near the swamp tree.

It could prevent sudden attacks from demon beasts and cultivators.

This is also a basic skill for a demon hunter.

Shen Xuan and others sat cross-legged under the shade of the tree.

The swamp mist was filled with a faint fishy smell of water.

The sky gradually darkened.

A small bonfire was faintly lit.

In the wilderness, it appeared particularly warm.

Shen Xuan opened the beast bag and threw on the ground more than thirty storage pouches and over twenty magical artifacts from inside.

"Dahu, Erhu, come help organize the contents of these storage pouches!"

The storage pouches and magical artifacts had the divine thought aura of their original owners, which Shen Xuan wiped out without hesitation.

Zhao Chunsheng, together with his family, spent a long time organizing these items.

Magical artifacts, spirit stones, spirit pills, talismans, refining materials, and so on were piled into small mountains in front of everyone.

There were thirty-two storage pouches.

Shen Xuan first picked the best storage pouch, with a capacity of six units, twice his current one.

"You should each choose one storage pouch first!"

Zhao Chunsheng, taking the initiative, picked one similar to Shen Xuan’s.

Jiang Xueqi, Zhao Dahu, and Zhao Erhu each picked one with a capacity of two units.

Shen Xuan nodded.

Jiang Xueqi and the others knew their limits.

There were twenty-four magical artifacts.

Some of the middle-grade magical artifacts had been damaged in battle by Shen Xuan, and only these intact ones were left.

"Pick a magical artifact too!"

Jiang Xueqi and the others didn’t hesitate and each picked a middle-grade magical artifact that matched their own attributes.

But Zhao Chunsheng immediately eyed Guo Boling’s yellow spirit shield and quickly grabbed it.

Shen Xuan laughed and cursed, "Daoist Zhao, you sure have an eye for things, you snagged the best magical artifact!"

That yellow spirit shield was of excellent quality, managing to withstand Shen Xuan’s Heavy Water Seal without breaking.

Guo Boling was literally smashed to death by the gravity of the Heavy Water Seal.

"Haha, this is my livelihood skill, sorry for showing off, Master Shen!"

There were about ten thousand spirit stones.

Shen Xuan thought for a while, then allocated them.

"Spirit stones will be split three to seven, you get three, I get seven. No objections, right?"

"No objections!"

Zhao Chunsheng quickly opened his storage pouch and stuffed the spirit stones piled in front of him inside.

Regarding those spirit pills, talismans, and refining materials, Shen Xuan thought for a moment.

"You can pick some from inside at will!"

Zhao Dahu and Zhao Erhu happily picked some out.

Even Jiang Xueqi was quite interested, picking out a few cultivation spiritual objects.

Shen Xuan picked some high-quality spirit pills and talismans from the remaining ones, while the rest he repacked into the storage pouch.

Shen Xuan re-packed the nine upper-grade magical artifacts.

Looking at the remaining middle-grade magical artifacts, he thought for a moment.

"These eleven middle-grade magical artifacts, when we reach the Immortal City, Daoist Zhao, find a way to sell them."

"Be careful, don’t let anyone set their sights on you. The usual rule, a fifteen percent commission."

Zhao Chunsheng replied with a smile, "No problem. Rest assured, I always handle things steadily."

It was just middle-grade magical artifacts, with Zhao Chunsheng’s status as a Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer demon hunter, it wasn’t too dangerous.

The upper-grade magical artifacts, Shen Xuan planned to sell them himself or trade for needed cultivation spiritual objects.

"Oh yes, there’s also this flying ship."

"Let’s count it as a thousand spirit stones, split fifty-fifty. You give me five hundred spirit stones!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chunsheng was overjoyed.

"That’s deserved."

For only five hundred spirit stones, acquiring a flying ship was a great deal for Zhao Chunsheng.

"Alright. The spoils have been distributed. Everyone rest well, tomorrow we continue on our journey."

Shen Xuan asked Zhao Dahu and Zhao Erhu to help pack up again.

In the deep of night.

Ding Yuyao snuggled in Shen Xuan’s warm embrace.

"Husband, you’re so good!"

"I thought..."

"Thought what?"

Ding Yuyao gave a mischievous smile.

"I’m not telling you!"

Shen Xuan sighed softly.

He could guess what Ding Yuyao was thinking.

Husband and wife are like birds of the same forest, flying separately when catastrophe strikes.

Moreover, she was just a mortal woman.

"The Ding Family treated me well. What a pity!"

"Indeed, I wonder how many in the family will survive."

"Some will surely survive."

"My parents..."

"Don’t worry, wars in the Cultivation Realm won’t spill over to the mundane world. At most, they’ll be dismissed, but their lives can be spared."

"I hope so."

Ding Yuyao sighed softly.

"Once we establish ourselves in Yunyuan Immortal City, I’ll have someone look into it."

"Thank you, husband."

"How do you thank me? Just saying it like this lacks sincerity!"

"Once we’re settled, I will be at your disposal, husband!"

"Sleep. No matter what, tomorrow is a new day."

The following morning.

Zhao Chunsheng collected the array flag, started the flying ship, and carried everyone along the surface of Longze River, flying eastward.

Before escaping from Cyan Dragon Bay Market, Shen Xuan had done enough homework and formulated a plan for future development.

For water cultivators from Song Country, the best place for Foundation Establishment is Yunyuan Immortal City.

This Immortal City, located in Changyi County of Weimu County, is under the direct jurisdiction of Bishui Sect, adjacent to the East Sea Islands.

The most important main material for the Foundation Establishment Pill, the inner core, can be obtained from Tier Two demon beasts in the East Sea.

It is considered a sacred place for water cultivators, with water attribute spiritual objects being extremely cheap.

The Sect directly manages it, with good public security, various powers settling in, a large population, a hundred thousand cultivators residing there, prosperous and flourishing.

The Immortal City has Core Formation True Masters of Bishui Sect stationed, built on a Tier Three spirit vein, with many water cultivators heading there for Foundation Establishment.

Zhao Chunsheng, although a fire cultivator, is firmly holding onto Shen Xuan’s coattails.

Just yesterday, he benefited by four to five thousand spirit stones.

This doesn’t even count what his wife and two sons gained.

"Befriending Master Shen has been the greatest opportunity of my life!"

Zhao Chunsheng piloted the flying ship, cruising at a medium speed along the river surface.

A month later.

Shen Xuan’s line of sight saw the river’s estuary, distinct and majestic.

According to the Jade Scroll’s geographic markers, they were now only a few thousand miles from Yunyuan Immortal City.

It would take just another two to three hours of travel by flying ship.

Zhao Chunsheng slowed the speed.

Piloting the flying ship consumes considerable spiritual power and divine thought.

The closer they got to the Immortal City, the more they needed to adjust their bodies to the best state to prevent unexpected events.

By now, some cultivators could already be encountered on the road.

Scattered in ones and twos, or in groups of three or five, mostly in the mid to late Qi Cultivation stage, looking vigilant, with sharp gazes.

Shen Xuan could sense that most cultivators emitted evil qi, clearly having blood on their hands and experienced in battle.

"As expected, the cultivation realms of Yunyuan Immortal City’s cultivators are a notch higher than those of Cyan Dragon Bay Market."

Shen Xuan thought to himself.

At this time, Shen Xuan sensed a concealment array set up a hundred zhang ahead.

Inside, there were waves of magical combat.

One aura was somewhat familiar.

"There are cultivators in magical combat over there, and one of them is an old acquaintance of ours. I’ll go take a look!"

"Old acquaintance? Who is it?"

"It should be the tribulation cultivator leader, Black Wind! Wait here!"

Zhao Chunsheng hurriedly stopped the flying ship.

Shen Xuan turned into a green shadow and rushed over.

Indeed, under a simple array concealment, several cultivators were fighting a deadly battle.

If not for Shen Xuan using the Insight Technique, it would be hard to detect.

On one side were three late-stage Qi cultivators, the middle one wearing a black mist mask, exuding a chilling killing intent.

On the other side were also three cultivators, seemingly a husband and wife, with a teenage boy.