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Chapter 131: Canyon Cold Pond, Ice Spirit Cold Aura
Chapter 131: Canyon Cold Pond, Ice Spirit Cold Aura
Where should we go?
Of course, to the safe inner city!
Although the chaos in the Great River Market originates from that Jade Cauldron Golden Core Elder,
at this moment, the inner city is the safest place.
This is because the inner city is equipped with a third-rank array that covers the entire city, and it is also guarded by a Golden Core Elder.
Even if a beast tide erupts, the inner city will be the safest place in the Great River Market.
Luo Chen wasn't the only one with this idea.
When entering the city, the crowd was overwhelming, almost reaching its peak.
However, with the help of bodyguards and Duan Feng, a high-ranking Ninth Level of Qi Cultivation expert listed on the List of Elite Talents, Luo Chen returned home without any trouble.
Once home, Luo Chen first settled the earnings with Duan Feng for the past period.
After all, the situation might change, and this magic artifact repair and recycling business might have to be suspended.
When they first collaborated, they had already agreed on the terms.
Luo Chen provided the initial funds and all the raw materials, while Duan Feng provided the manpower and technical expertise.
Therefore, Luo Chen generously offered a fifty-fifty split.
They earned two thousand spirit stones during this period, so each got half.
Additionally, the initial funds Luo Chen provided were mostly tied up in the second-hand magic artifacts they had recovered, and it would take some time to liquidate them.
Therefore, in the short term, Luo Chen's investment was a loss.
"A pity, the time was too short," Luo Chen said as he put away the thousand spirit stones.
Duan Feng also seemed unsatisfied, "Yes, if I had more time, we would eventually turn a profit."
Life doesn't always go as one wishes.
Peaceful times allow people to cultivate and even enjoy life.
But chaotic times can also bring out exceptional individuals.
If Luo Chen had to choose, he would still prefer a relatively stable cultivation environment.
...
In the dead of night, inside a room.
The increasingly robust moonlight grass stretched its body under the moonlight filtering through the glass skylight.
Inside the room, a small incense burner emitted a rich and mellow fragrance from the calming incense.
After soaking in the Essence Cultivation Spirit Liquid, Luo Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, cultivating the Eternal Spring Technique as usual.
After a long while, he slowly finished his cultivation, his lips slightly parted, and a white mist, like a small dragon, exhaled from his mouth.
His gaze fell on the realm section of his attribute panel.
[Realm: Eighth Level of Qi Cultivation 30/100]
Unconsciously, three or four months had passed since he broke through to the Eighth Level of Qi Cultivation, yet his realm progress hadn't even reached the halfway mark.
This speed might be considered very fast for an ordinary independent cultivator.
But for Luo Chen, who had broken through to the Seventh Level of Qi Cultivation in just three months, it was clearly slowing down.
He felt unsatisfied.
It was simple; he didn't belong to ordinary independent cultivators.
Although his spiritual roots were somewhat inferior, his cultivation conditions were almost superior to those of most independent cultivators.
He never stopped taking Dust-Transforming Pills, and he had access to calming incense, moonlight grass, the spirit vein cave, and a spirit-gathering array, along with high-grade jade marrow pills.
Such abundant cultivation resources were even beyond the reach of disciples from major sects.
Perhaps major sect disciples had deeper cultivation techniques and guidance from renowned masters.
But Luo Chen's Eternal Spring Technique was already at the Great Perfection stage, and the system had addressed all its flaws.
One could say that his current cultivation conditions were even better than those of major sect disciples.
"The Eighth Level of Qi Cultivation is still not stable enough, but I have reached my limit."
"From now on, until I reach the Ninth Level of Qi Cultivation, I must maintain a low profile."
"No, I should maintain a low profile until I reach the Foundation Establishment stage."
Luo Chen looked around, somewhat dissatisfied.
Having gotten used to the abundant spirit qi in the spirit vein cave, the cultivation environment in the inner city's ordinary residences was far from ideal.
"I still need to cultivate in Crescent Moon Valley; this place is holding me back."
"I hope the beast tide doesn't last too long!"
...
The next morning, Luo Chen sent Dong Fangliang to gather information about the situation in Qing He Mountain.
By noon, Dong Fangliang returned hastily with good news.
The beast tide had not truly erupted!
After attacking a segment of the eastern district of the outer city, the beasts retreated to the Ganyuan Mountain Range.
It was said that at the time, Steward Miao and Luo Zhentuan from the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect led the enforcement team and personally intervened.
They even invoked a thread of sword intent from the Golden Core Elder Pang Renxiong to drive back the beast tide.
Now, the eastern district was undergoing reconstruction.
Many people were also inquiring about the specific details of the Ganyuan Mountain Range and the Golden Core Relic.
Luo Chen was also curious, but his immediate priority was to lead his people back to Crescent Moon Valley.
Cultivation could not be neglected!
Moreover, Crescent Moon Valley and the Ganyuan Mountain Range were not adjacent; they were separated by the entire Great River Market, one to the west and the other to the east.
Comparatively, this place was still relatively safe.
Of course, this was on the condition that nothing went wrong in the nearby Howling Moon Mountains.
However, from Luo Chen's perspective, the Howling Moon Mountains were now incredibly safe.
Not only was the nearby Bright Leaf Mountain safe, even the distant Chang Yin Mountain had very few demon wolves left.
He had no idea where those demon wolves had gone.
Sikong Shoujia was quite surprised when Luo Chen returned to Crescent Moon Valley during the crisis to oversee the situation.
Luo Chen's reason was simple.
"The alchemy business must not stop!"
"This involves the livelihood of hundreds of my brothers, and I can't bear to see them suffer!"
This grandiose reason made Sikong Shoujia's teeth grind in annoyance.
Why was Xiao Luo's words always so pleasant to hear?
Indeed, when Luo Chen resumed his alchemy work, the anxious atmosphere within the gang stabilized.
Of course, this "gang atmosphere" was limited to the Alchemy Hall and the adjacent Medicine Hall.
The other Beast Halls and Mine Halls were all in disarray because their Hall Masters and the Sect Leader had gone to the Ganyuan Mountain Range, leaving them leaderless.
Recently, there had been quite a bit of chaos.
This left Mi Junping, who was in charge of the main camp, with her hands full.
In the afternoon, after finishing his alchemy, Luo Chen chatted with Sikong Shoujia.
"I wonder how the conflict over the ruins is progressing?"
Sikong Shoujia replied with a worried expression, "I'm afraid it's not going well."
"You old man must know some inside information. Tell me about it."
Luo Chen only had some connections in the upper echelons of the sect.
When it came to intelligence from the Ganyuan Mountain Range, he knew less than this old man in front of him.
Sikong Shoujia gave a bitter smile, "What inside information? Just ask around, and you'll know what happened in the Ganyuan Mountain Range recently."
From his narration, Luo Chen learned just how chaotic the situation in the Ganyuan Mountain Range had become.
Initially, things were relatively calm, with everyone enthusiastic about digging for rare treasures.
But gradually, some independent cultivators began to take advantage of the chaos, robbing others.
After all, why work hard to dig for spiritual herbs when it's faster to just steal them?
This situation improved somewhat after the Broken Mountain Gang and the Xuan Yi Hui formed a standoff.
However, when the Heavenly Craft Spirit Seizing Array recently contracted, pushing out all Qi Cultivation Stage cultivators and leaving only Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators inside, everything changed.
The thousands of cultivators left outside, without the suppression of Foundation Establishment cultivators, finally couldn't hold back.
The Broken Mountain Gang, Xuan Yi Hui, and a few Great River Market cultivators started fighting each other.
The other independent cultivators also joined in, fighting for their own opportunities.
"Do you remember Luo Erduo?"
"Pfft, how could I forget that kid."
Luo Chen remembered that Luo Erduo was the first one to jump up and say he wanted to leave the Alchemy Hall to go to the Golden Core Ruins.
He could have just gone, but he had to jump up after saying something harsh.
That was just to embarrass him!
"He's dead!"
Sikong Shoujia sighed, "Yesterday, a fire worker from the Alchemy Hall escaped back."
"He was scared out of his wits and felt it was better to watch the fire and earn his salary, so he wanted to come back to the Alchemy Hall."
"Hmm?" Luo Chen narrowed his eyes.
Sikong Shoujia quickly added, "With your words, I definitely won't take back anyone who left. But before refusing him, I got a lot of information about the situation in the mountains."
"Thousands of cultivators are fighting in a chaotic battle, completely out of control. Everyone is red-eyed with killing intent."
"Someone like Luo Erduo, how could he possibly survive?"
Luo Chen nodded slightly, satisfied with Sikong Shoujia's handling of the traitor and happy about Luo Erduo's demise.
He had betrayed the Alchemy Hall!
He deserved to die early!
But thinking about the chaotic battle of thousands of cultivators, Luo Chen still felt a bit uneasy.
"What about the beast tide?"
"The cause of the beast tide is simple!" Sikong Shoujia shrugged, "So many people fighting in the beast territory, the beasts aren't just dead objects."
"After a while, even the previously safe camps became unsafe."
"When the Foundation Establishment cultivators stopped showing up, the beasts, led by the Jin Ming Ling Hou and the Exploding Apes, began hunting and slaughtering cultivators."
"Then the low-tier independent cultivators started grouping together to escape, and the beasts pursued them, gradually forming a small-scale beast tide."
Recalling the brief glimpse he had of the Qing He Mountain the day before.
Those countless beasts covering the mountainside were just a small-scale beast tide?
Luo Chen couldn't imagine what a large-scale beast tide would look like.
He just said, "The main force should be returning soon."
"Let's hope so!"
The contraction of the Heavenly Craft Spirit Seizing Array had taken away the opportunity for all Qi Cultivation Stage cultivators to further seek their fortune.
With a small-scale beast tide erupting in the mountains, the low-tier independent cultivators had no choice but to retreat.
Thinking about his son, Sikong Shoujia muttered.
"The sooner, the better!"
...
In the Chang Yin Mountain.
The quiet forest, with night owls calling softly, a figure darted through like a spirit monkey.
There was no chaos from the Great River Market, nor the bloodshed in the Ganyuan Mountain Range.
The serene atmosphere was like a secluded paradise, forgotten by the world.
But Luo Chen knew this kind of environment wasn't always available.
The Demon Wolf clan had left, but they would return one day.
He had to seize the time to explore the entire Chang Yin Mountain and quickly familiarize himself with the Green Musk Dragon-Gathering Flag.
Suddenly, Luo Chen's figure stopped.
A wave of extreme cold and yin energy surged from the canyon below, freezing his face even though his high-grade robe clung tightly to his body.
"Why is it so cold here?"
This was the last unexplored area of the Chang Yin Mountain.
With a thought, Luo Chen withdrew his breath, slowly descended.
In his line of sight, one-meter-tall small trees were everywhere.
"Is this Cold Cassia?"
"Moreover, they are all over a hundred years old!"
Luo Chen was a bit surprised. Cold Cassia was not common.
This tree was considered a rare treasure among first-tier spirit trees, bearing fruit every ten years.
The fruit, named Cassia Seed, if consumed by a cultivator with an ice or water spiritual root, could provide several years of cultivation spirit energy after refinement.
"So many Cold Cassia trees, but not a single one has Cassia Seeds?"
Luo Chen's steps paused as he faintly heard the howls of wolves coming from deep in the canyon.
Information about the Chang Yin Mountain flashed through Luo Chen's mind.
The demon beasts that dwelled here year-round were Frost Giant Wolves.
These wolves had a natural adaptability and control over ice and frost powers.
During the battle in Chang Yin Mountain last winter, the Grayleaf Wolves had been continuously defeated because they lacked the advantage of time and place, being thoroughly suppressed by the Frost Giant Wolves.
"It seems this place is the territory of the nearby Frost Giant Wolves. All the Cassia Seeds from these Cold Cassias have been devoured by the Demon Wolves."
Luo Chen sensed the demonic aura nearby and the howls of the Demon Wolves from deep within the canyon, making his judgment.
His steps paused slightly, and Luo Chen hesitated, unsure whether to continue forward.
After a moment, he resolved to move forward.
Most of the Demon Wolves had already left Chang Yin Mountain. Even if some beasts remained in the lair, they couldn't be that strong.
Moreover, he had a nearly perfect Grandmaster-level Breath Concealment Technique. If he was careful, the demons wouldn't detect him.
Even if they did.
He could always run!
As he stealthily moved forward, the nearby plants and minerals made Luo Chen's heart race.
Apart from the vast fields of Cold Cassias, there were also Cold Water Grasses covering the entire canyon, Phantom Dark Grasses in their mature stage, and even exposed Cold Iron.
These were all valuable resources!
Cold Water Grass, a water-type spiritual herb, was often used in many alchemical formulas to balance the medicinal properties.
Phantom Dark Grass was something Luo Chen had been eager to obtain.
This was one of the main ingredients in the partial formula for the Path to the Netherworld Pill.
As for Cold Iron, it was indispensable for refining any yin-attribute magical artifacts.
The Cold Iron ore content in this area was definitely substantial.
The richness was evident from the exposed deposits; one could only imagine how much more was hidden beneath the surface.
Luo Chen leaned against a cliff, his Spirit Eyes gazing into the distance.
A dozen snow-white wolf cubs were playing and frolicking in the Cold Water Grass, occasionally biting off large clumps and chewing them.
Seeing wolves eating grass was truly a rare sight.
However, Luo Chen's attention was focused on the cold pond deep within the canyon, which was emitting white vapor.
Even from this distance, the icy and chilling aura seeped into Luo Chen's body.
He shivered and swallowed hard.
"Sha Qi!"
"And it's Second-Rank Sha Qi, Ice Spirit Cold Aura!"
Luo Chen took a deep breath, resisted his greed, and turned to leave without hesitation.
Because outside that cold pond, a withered white wolf was lying in wait.
Though old, the white wolf was still a meter tall even while lying down. Standing, it would likely be several meters tall.
Its overall body length was about four to five zhang, resembling a small mountain.
A Second-Rank Demon Wolf!
Even though it was old and its aura was faint, the danger it posed to Luo Chen was no less than any Foundation Establishment Cultivator he had encountered.
Only after leaving the canyon did Luo Chen relax.
"The Howling Moon Mountains are indeed an undeveloped large mountain range, with such abundant resources."
Just this one Chang Yin Mountain alone had allowed Luo Chen to discover many valuable things.
Especially that canyon, which was rich in ice and water-type treasures, and had a cold pond that produced Sha Qi.
Such a resource could easily sustain a small wolf pack's survival and reproduction.
If Luo Chen could control this resource, he wouldn't have to worry about any resources before reaching the Foundation Establishment stage.
Even after Foundation Establishment, it would greatly benefit his cultivation.
"Unfortunately, it doesn't belong to me yet!"
He sighed, deeply remembering this resource point in his mind.
Luo Chen quietly returned to the Spirit Vein Cave.
After a night of cultivation, his progress finally jumped from 30 to 31.
This wasn't the result of one night but the sum of two or three days.
The resources consumed, if converted to Spirit Stones, amounted to as much as two or three hundred! It was enough to scare anyone.
An ordinary independent cultivator would find it hard to earn that much in a month.
Even a top-notch Ninth Level Qi Cultivation expert like Gu Caiyi could barely match that.
But Luo Chen had consumed so many resources in just three days.
Calling him a devourer of gold would be no exaggeration.
But it was precisely because he was willing to invest so much that Luo Chen could ensure his cultivation speed surpassed that of ordinary cultivators.
The next day at noon.
Luo Chen was eating lunch made from Spirit Rice and Beast Meat, his gaze fixed on the Crescent Moon Valley below.
Zeng Wen had returned.
He had led a combat hall and did his best to bring back the cultivators from the Medicine Hall.
But it was only a part of them!
Mourning Qinglian received the returned Medicine Hall cultivators with a heavy heart. Out of fifty, only twenty-odd returned.
Luo Wuji had promised to protect them, but he had barely done anything.
It was only because Zeng Wen remembered these weak Medicine Hall cultivators before leaving that he brought them back.
"Damn it!" Mourning Qinglian, who rarely cursed, sent her subordinates to settle in and then fumed, "Where is Luo Wuji?"
"Before we left, he promised to protect them. Now, he's lost half the people."
"If he doesn't give me a satisfactory explanation, don't blame me for cutting off the healing medicines for his hall!"
Under her questioning, the exhausted Zeng Wen smiled bitterly, "You won't get an explanation."
Mourning Qinglian was taken aback.
"He's dead, along with his nephew, killed by the encirclement of independent cultivators."
Mourning Qinglian was stunned, her gentle and virtuous face showing a hint of shock.
Meanwhile, in the Alchemy Hall on the hillside, Luo Chen stopped shoveling food into his mouth.
Luo Wuji was dead?
One of the Four Great Elders of the Mountain Breaker Gang and the Hall Master of one of the three major combat halls, the Tiger Descending the Mountain Luo Wuji, who had easily killed the Great River Gang's enemies on the Dao Forum Platform.
He was just dead like that?
Brothers, happy May Day tomorrow!
For those traveling, I hope you don't get stuck in traffic or crowded places, and that you can book hotels easily and enjoy your meals.
For those staying home, take a good nap and go out for a good dinner in the evening.
And if you're a student, I hope you finish your homework quickly!
(End of Chapter)
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