Thousand Insect Sect.
A masked cultivator sat down in the hall.
At the head of the hall was an elderly man with white hair and beard.
This old man was one of the three Golden Elixir cultivators of the Thousand Insect Sect, the Hundred Gu Daoist.
The Hundred Gu Daoist growled, "A thousand Beast Spirit Talismans, not one less!"
"Our Thousand Insect Sect is at the brink of life and death!"
The masked cultivator's mouth twitched.
Do you think Beast Spirit Talismans are just paper?
Can you casually make a thousand of them?
He struggled to maintain a smile, "Friend Hundred Gu, a thousand Beast Spirit Talismans is too many, we can only provide three hundred at most."
"But as a friend of yours, I can personally contribute ten sets of Foundation Establishnt killing formations and fifty mid-to-upper grade Foundation Establishnt Spiritual Artifacts."
"How about it?"
The Hundred Gu Daoist's expression finally eased a little.
He paused before saying, "Didn't your sect say you would pressure Tianyin Gate to have so of their cultivators pulled back?"
"If Tianyin Gate continues their current offensive, our cultivators won't hold out for long."
The masked cultivator smiled slightly, "This matter is settled. Within half a month, Tianyin Gate will slow their offensive and withdraw Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu back to the main hall, replacing them with two other Golden Elixir cultivators."
"You can rest assured, Friend Hundred Gu."
The Hundred Gu Daoist nodded slightly, "That's good."
The masked cultivator took out a jade slip and flicked it over, "The matter you asked to investigate has so leads."
"Your beloved disciple Chen Zhaofeng deliberately spread the news that he was trapped in Iron Thread Mountain."
"Li Xuanming, the first disciple of Extre Yin Cave, Liu Zhenxiong, the second disciple, and Zhou Yu, a cultivator from Tianyin Gate, went together."
"However, when they returned to Extre Yin Cave, there was one more person, the fourth disciple of Extre Yin Cave, Chu Xuan, who had been missing for months."
"The deaths of your disciple and seven Foundation Establishnt cultivators are closely related to them."
"The information is in this jade slip."
The Hundred Gu Daoist pressed the jade slip to his forehead, and monts later, he crushed it in anger.
Veins bulged on his forehead, and he was furious.
"It was indeed those Foundation Establishnt cultivators from Extre Yin Cave!"
"I must avenge Feng'er!"
The masked cultivator urged, "Those brats deserve to die, and their master Wan Wuying deserves it even more!"
"If Friend Hundred Gu is willing to put on a show with us, I guarantee we'll help you get rid of Wan Wuying!"
"Once Wan Wuying is dead, won't those brats from Extre Yin Cave be at your rcy?"
The Hundred Gu Daoist's eyes narrowed, "Are you serious?"
The masked cultivator nodded heavily, "Absolutely! All we want from Yuling Mountain is that treasure!"
The Hundred Gu Daoist gritted his teeth, his expression uncertain.
The masked cultivator remained calm and composed.
He knew the Hundred Gu Daoist's character inside out.
He was sure the Hundred Gu Daoist would agree.
"Alright! I agree! Tell how to act!"
A dangerous glint flashed in the masked cultivator's eyes as he leaned in and said, "Friend, here's what we'll do..."
"...I'll give you a signal, and you just need to lure them in."
Monts later, the Hundred Gu Daoist burst into laughter, "Brilliant! Brilliant! Let's proceed with this plan!"
"You righteous path cultivators really know how to dig pits for others to fall into!"
The masked cultivator smiled slightly, not offended.
...
Naless Market.
Chu Xuan, disguised as a skinny middle-aged man, arrived at the market.
Compared to a few months ago, the market had clearly expanded significantly.
Because it was near the territory of Extre Yin Cave, the order here was maintained by the cultivators of Extre Yin Cave.
With a Golden Elixir cultivator like Wan Wuying nearby, few dared to stir up trouble.
So cultivators didn't even bother to disguise themselves, openly buying Blood Pearls, Gu Insects, Yin Corpses, ghosts, and other items.
Clearly, as the war progressed, many cultivators within Tianyin Gate had already abandoned the so-called righteous path.
As long as they could beco stronger, why not embrace the demonic path?
The Golden Elixir cultivators of Tianyin Gate likely turned a blind eye to this.
After all, how clean could they be?
They might even secretly use demonic thods themselves.
"Greetings, Martial Uncle."
At the market entrance, a mature-looking cultivator bowed respectfully.
Chu Xuan nodded slightly, casually tossing a few storage bags over, "Sell these for ."
He glanced at the other, chuckling softly, "Not bad, you've reached the seventh level of Qi Refining."
This person was Chen Ge, who couldn't hide his excitent, respectfully saying, "It's all thanks to the few hundred Small Spirit Stones you gave last ti, Martial Uncle. I managed to survive a few deadly encounters in the war and even had a stroke of luck, reaching the late stage of Qi Refining."
Chen Ge then looked a bit somber, "Unfortunately, Senior Brothers Wei Hua and Bai Feng weren't as lucky and died in the war."
"I heard they died horribly, their bodies probably pierced through by Iron Thread Worms."
Chen Ge shivered slightly.
Chu Xuan nodded slightly, feeling a bit sentintal.
Qi Refining cultivators were at the lowest rung of the cultivation world.
In the war between Tianyin Gate and the native sects of Wuzhou, Qi Refining cultivators probably perished every mont.
The deaths of Wei Hua and Bai Feng were within his expectations.
Chen Ge continued, "Senior Brother Xu Ming is working hard and has now reached the eighth level of Qi Refining, surpassing ."
"Even the Ancestor said Senior Brother Xu Ming might have a ten or twenty percent chance of reaching Foundation Establishnt."
Chen Ge smiled wryly, "But for , it's unlikely. I'm already thirty-nine, and my potential is nearly exhausted."
"Reaching the late stage of Qi Refining, I'm already content."
"In a few years, I'll head to Plain City to establish a family, hoping to bring so spiritual seedlings to Extre Yin Cave."
Chu Xuan nodded gently.
The lifespan of Qi Refining cultivators was not much different from mortals.
If they couldn't reach Foundation Establishnt by sixty, the chances of doing so afterward were slim.
Therefore, many Qi Refining cultivators chose to leave the sect after sixty and establish their own cultivation families.
Chen Ge was now preparing to accumulate family resources, which was a good thing.
For Chen Ge, it might not be a bad outco.
Chu Xuan felt a bit wistful.
If he didn't have the Blood Mirror to traverse between worlds, even if he managed to clear his demonic cultivator identity, he might end up like Chen Ge, establishing a cultivation family and dying with regrets a century later.
Chen Ge covered his mouth, speaking softly, "I'm sorry, Martial Uncle, I spoke too much and wasted your ti."
Chu Xuan waved his hand, "No matter, go about your business."
With a casual gesture, Little Leopard followed Chen Ge.
Chen Ge nodded and took his leave, setting up a stall in the Qi Refining cultivators' area.
Chu Xuan strolled leisurely to the teahouse in the center of the market.
Along the way, he heard many Qi Refining cultivators discussing the current war situation.
"...I say, it's definitely Duan Feipeng under Zhu Taiji, the Ancestor Zhu! He's a top expert at the seventh level of Foundation Establishnt!"
"Not necessarily, Zhao Wuya's top disciple Wang Jianyu is also at the seventh level of Foundation Establishnt and is skilled in stealth and assassination. It might have been him who infiltrated the Thousand Insect Sect and slaughtered seven Foundation Establishnt cultivators in one go!"
"Hehe, have you forgotten the third of the Tianyin Three Sons? Senior Brother Han Liuyun is also at the seventh level of Foundation Establishnt!"
"Hard to say, hard to say, it could also be a few experts at the sixth level of Foundation Establishnt joining forces to wipe out those Thousand Insect Sect cultivators!"
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