Seeking Immortality In The Cultivation World

Lin Xiu was waiting at the door for the patrol team when suddenly the palpitations he had been feeling for the past year resurfaced.

Ever since he advanced to the rank of a high-grade talisman master, he always had a feeling of being constantly watched in secret, a strong sense of impending danger.

He surveyed the area in front of the door and once again covered his surroundings with his spiritual awareness, but another spiritual force quickly disappeared beyond his awareness.

"This person's spiritual awareness is cold and cruel, but it's different from the previous few times. Could it be that it's not the same talisman master as before?"

In the past year, Lin Xiu had always been cautious and never interacted with unrelated people. If there was someone who had ill intentions towards him, it would undoubtedly be that talisman master.

He found this situation inexplicable.

"What's the matter with you? Your talisman-making skills are not good enough, so why do you care about me?"

Every time he discussed this person with Qian the shopkeeper, the evaluation he received never changed.

Vengeful, arrogant, and unscrupulous.

At first, Lin Xiu didn't pay much attention to it, after all, he was also at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and in a real fight, the other party might not be able to harm him.

But in the past six months, whenever he went out, he was constantly being monitored by several people's spiritual awareness, which made him feel extremely dangerous.

Being overly cautious every day is not advisable. As he followed behind a patrol team towards the Hall of Affairs, he began to consider how to deal with this situation.

.....

The large cauldron in front of the Hall of Affairs probably exploded again yesterday, emitting a pungent smell that made people uncomfortable.

At this time, there was a long line outside the door, all cultivators who came to pay rent.

Some people looked calm, they were the old tenants.

Some people looked excited, as if they were waiting for the key to heaven. These were the new tenants who were showing off their Divine Abilities to squeeze in.

Lin Xiu looked at them and suddenly felt a sense of sadness.

Ge Chun was also like this, his mouth never closed.

Yesterday, he had already packed up his belongings and slept directly under the large cauldron, not afraid of the smell...

Of course, he was also one of the first to get a pass for a small courtyard.

According to reason, with his current identity as a high-grade alchemist, he should have moved in long ago.

But the Hall of Affairs sometimes preferred to keep rooms empty rather than be generous with this quota.

"Old Ge, you really slept under the large cauldron? Besides the smell, aren't you afraid of being robbed?"

Ge Chun snorted and carefully wiped the pass with his hand.

"This is the entrance of the Hall of Affairs. Who would dare to rob me in the middle of the night? Besides, I'm not the only one. Dozens of guys slept on the ground here last night!"

Lin Xiu touched his nose. If it weren't for Hong Jie, he would probably be one of them too, dragging his family along.

He smiled wryly, "Go and see your new house quickly. If I have time, I'll come and visit!"

The rent payment was divided into two lines, one for new tenants and one for old tenants.

Just as Lin Xiu finally handed over the spiritual stones and walked out of the gate, he saw a black-robed Foundation Building cultivator from the Qianjie Sect rushing over and casually throwing aside a mid-level Qi Refining independent cultivator.

"The spot is mine!"

The independent cultivator looked terrified and didn't dare to speak loudly.

"Senior, I've been waiting for this spot for a long time. Can't I..."

The Foundation Building cultivator sneered.

"No! Get lost!"

Lin Xiu watched from a distance as the independent cultivator wandered outside the gate in a daze, but could only sigh.

The class hierarchy is rigid, and the levels are strict!

Without strength and status, the bottom-level independent cultivators can only suffer in silence.

Just then, the ground beneath his feet seemed to tremble slightly. Just as he thought it was an earthquake, someone shouted,

"Look to the southwest!"

Lin Xiu turned around and saw a beam of light connecting heaven and earth, shooting straight into the sky!

Judging from the distance of the beam of light, it was probably thousands of miles away.

He smacked his lips.

How big is the diameter of that beam of light? A few days ago, he had used his "Night Vision" ability, which was equivalent to a high-powered telescope, but he still couldn't estimate the exact distance.

But what is this thing?

Has someone ascended?

That shouldn't be!

He hadn't heard of any Transcending Tribulation stage cultivators in the entire Great Xia.

However, someone quickly provided an answer.

"It's the activation of the formation that killed those two fourth-order demonic beasts!"

"It took a whole year to set up, during which I don't know how many Fellow Daoists fell into the mouths of those demonic beasts!"

"Amazing, judging from the momentum, even those at the Soul Formation stage would probably turn to ashes, right?"

"Fellow Daoist, you underestimate the power of the Soul Formation experts. With this, we can probably kill a half-step Soul Formation cultivator."

"..."

Lin Xiu looked at the towering pillar of light in the distance, ignoring these words and feeling a bit worried.

"The effeminate guy should be there, nothing bad will happen, right?"

"Does Lin Fu have a friend nearby?"

A voice suddenly sounded in Lin Xiu's ear. Lin Xiu turned around in surprise and saw the white-robed cultivator, Bai Yunshi, who had searched his house that day.

"Senior, I do have a friend, but I don't know if he's alive or dead."

He immediately bowed and replied.

Bai Yunshi also looked at the pillar of light and said, "Don't worry, the 'Golden Light Slaughter Formation' has been set up for a long time to deal with those two demonic beasts. Everyone knows how dangerous it is. As long as your friend isn't a fool, he won't step into the formation."

Lin Xiu breathed a sigh of relief. Although Ji Ning was enthusiastic about exploring and adventuring, he wasn't a fool.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior!"

But Bai Yunshi didn't leave. "Lin Fu, do you have time? Why don't we go to the Zhaiyue Tower and have a cup of spiritual tea?"

Lin Xiu's heart sank. Why was this guy targeting him?

But he still pretended to be pleasantly surprised and followed him into the Zhaiyue Tower.

Just as he walked through the gate, a familiar spiritual sense swept over his body.

Lin Xiu's body stiffened, and after glancing at Bai Yunshi in front of him, a smile appeared on his lips.

In a small alley near the Zhaiyue Tower, Chang Fu had a gloomy expression as he watched the two enter the tower.

"Damn it!"

He was cursing his bad luck when several black-clothed men behind him said, "Chang Fu, you invited us here to deal with a cultivator, but now there's also a Foundation Building cultivator. We can't handle this job!"

Chang Fu immediately turned around and bowed, "Please don't worry, they seem to be discussing something. They will definitely separate afterwards. The alley where he lives is very secluded, just..."

"We've been waiting for so long. Do you think the Qianjiao Sect has nothing better to do? We need more spirit stones!"

Chang Fu felt a pang in his heart, but he quickly nodded, "Of course, of course!"

On the second floor of the Zhaiyue Tower, Lin Xiu and Bai Yunshi sat facing each other.

Seeing that the man remained silent and leisurely sipped his tea, Lin Xiu had to speak first.

"Senior, may I ask why you called me here?"

Only then did the man put down his teacup and said as if talking to himself, "With the participation of the five major sects in the Thousand Despair Mountains, the market has become extremely chaotic. Last night, I even had two Law Weapons damaged while suppressing a Qianjiao Sect evildoer. Sigh, it's tough!"

"?"

Lin Xiu was confused by these irrelevant words.

Maintaining public order in the market was the responsibility of people like him, and they did a terrible job. Was it necessary to complain in front of a Qi Refining cultivator like him?

But Bai Yunshi didn't look at him and continued, "Although I am a disciple of the Hall of Attendants, I am not a member of the Purple Cloud Sect. I am just a hired Independent Cultivator. I receive a monthly stipend..."

He stopped talking and picked up his teacup again.

Oh!

Lin Xiu immediately understood.

He was short of money!

So it made sense why he took the initiative to find him. He must have noticed his identity as a high-grade talisman master, or rather, a high-grade talisman!

As far as he knew, there were no more than fifty high-grade talisman masters in the four major markets of Qianjue Peak, and each market had no more than ten.

But Ping'an Market had countless Qi Refining cultivators, and there were probably hundreds of Foundation Building cultivators.

Therefore, the supply of high-grade talismans that were useful to Foundation Building cultivators was limited.

And the success rate of these high-grade talisman masters varied. Chang Fu's success rate was only a little over 20%, and the highest was only around 40%.

Lin Xiu's success rate was currently between 30% and 40%, and he could only refine a little over a hundred talismans per month.

The entire Ping'an Market had less than a thousand high-grade talismans per month, but there were hundreds of Foundation Building cultivators competing for them.

"Senior, do you want high-grade talismans? My talismans are priced differently from others, they are 10% more expensive."

Bai Yunshi's eyes lit up, and he immediately put down his teacup.

"Lin Fu, the quality of your talismans far surpasses others. I already know this from Fellow Daoist Chu at the Treasure Pavilion. As long as you can provide them at the price they trade for, there's no need to mention any favors!"

Lin Xiu raised an eyebrow and slowly picked up his teacup.

"Senior, I have encountered a troublesome matter now. I wonder if you can help me. After it's done..."

He raised a finger.

"Five talismans per month, for a year. How about that?"