Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1979 Nine Heavens Exchange Meeting (Part 1)

The sun was setting in the west, casting a brilliant afterglow.

Liu Qinghuan led Fu Bao and Yue Yan up the steps, and felt the spiritual energy around them becoming increasingly dense, while the number of cultivators coming and going gradually decreased.

The Cangyun Sect cultivators who led the way brought them to a grand hall. As soon as they stepped inside, the noise of the outside world suddenly faded away, leaving only the gentle sound of the wind.

Inside the gate is a garden, where lush vegetation and blooming flowers are visible at a glance.

The group stepped onto the winding path paved with white stones, passed several flowerbeds, crossed a small bridge and a shallow stream, and followed the sound of the water. There they saw a tranquil lake reflecting the sunset, a breathtaking sight.

In the middle of the lake is a small island, with a towering tree, dozens of feet tall, standing in the center of the island. Its lush branches are covered with pink and white flowers, almost completely covering the island.

The rich fragrance of flowers, mixed with the faint sound of traditional Chinese string and wind instruments, drifted in on the breeze.

The monk who had led the way had stopped by the lake and taken out a token.

A moment later, a portal of light appeared before them. "Senior Taiwei, please forgive us, but we juniors are not permitted to go to the island in the middle of the lake, so we can only respectfully escort you this far," the leading cultivator said respectfully.

"This private exchange will take place on the island. Our Grand Master Jing Shu has been waiting for you for a long time. Please!"

Liu Qinghuan shifted her gaze from the big tree, glanced at the still lake surface, and then gave a faint "hmm".

The monk who had led the way bowed again, turned and left, leaving the three of them—master and servant—in front of the cave of light.

Fu Bao looked around, dissatisfied, and said, "What does this mean? There isn't even a bridge. Are we supposed to fly to the island ourselves?"

"It seems so." Yueqin's expression turned slightly serious: "Master, that tree looks extraordinary, could it be some kind of celestial tree..."

“No,” Liu Qinghuan said, stretching out her hand. A pale pink petal floated out of the light cave and landed in her palm.

"It's called Jade Blade Snow Sword Immortal Cherry. It's not a celestial tree at all; on the contrary, it's a demonic tree that strikes fear into people's hearts."

"what?"

The petals in my hand were as clear as jade, and their color gradually changed, becoming redder and redder.

Before it completely turned blood red, Liu Qinghuan crushed it and tossed it away in the wind.

"It also has another famous name, which you must have heard of."

"what?"

"Killer Cherry Blossom".

Fu Bao's eyes widened: "Murder Cherry Blossom! Is the Cangyun Sect crazy? Holding the exchange event under the Murder Cherry Blossom tree, what are they trying to do?"

Liu Qinghuan had already stepped into the light cave: "It's alright. This killer cherry tree has developed sentience. As long as we don't provoke it and don't draw blood, its killing instinct will subside."

Fu Bao looked doubtful: "I don't believe it. Can it really suppress its instincts?"

"You have to endure it, even if you can't help it!" Yueyan walked beside him. "Think about it, who are these people who came today? Since the Killer Cherry has gained intelligence, it naturally has a sense of fear. These people are not people it can mess with."

"That's true." Fu Bao scratched his head and chuckled, "If it dares to cause trouble, I'll probably dig it up by the roots!"

Yueyan shook her head helplessly, her gaze involuntarily drifting to the lake below.

The lake water looked clear, but it was so deep it was almost black, and there wasn't a single aquatic plant or fish in sight.

“Master, this lake… seems rather strange.”

The three of them were walking on the lake, with petals flying in the wind from time to time, landing on the lake and sinking to the bottom in the blink of an eye.

"No, there's something seriously wrong with this lake!"

But Liu Qinghuan said calmly, "No need to pay attention."

Yueyan and Fubao exchanged a glance, then said no more and quickly followed.

As they approached the center of the lake, a gurgling sound suddenly rang out, and a huge dark shadow swept across the depths of the lake beneath their feet.

Liu Qinghuan glanced at her coldly and gave an impatient, low snort.

"Tsk!"

In an instant, the dark figure underwater froze, as if its soul was being watched by an even more powerful being, and dared not move.

The lake surface, which had just begun to ripple, seemed to freeze, the splashing water was forcibly suppressed, and it returned to a calm and still state.

Before they even landed on the island, Jing Shu stood by the water's edge, laughing loudly, "Fellow Daoist Taiwei, you've finally arrived! How is it? Is our sect's Falling Cherry Blossom Spirit Lake still worth a look?"

Liu Qinghuan smiled slightly: "Not bad, very interesting."

"Hahaha!" Jing Shu looked radiant and full of vigor today.

"The exchange will officially begin in about fifteen minutes. There are still a few fellow Daoists who have not yet arrived, so please wait a moment."

Liu Qinghuan cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your trouble."

Turning around, the killer cherry tree looked even more magnificent up close, its pink and white petals fluttering gently in the wind. Several small tables were placed under the tree, their surfaces clean and arranged roughly in a circle.

However, no one sat down at the jade table at this time. The Mahayana cultivators from all walks of life could no longer contain their eagerness and gathered in small groups of two or three, either talking in hushed tones or showing off their treasures for others to see.

Liu Qinghuan's gaze swept across the crowd and soon spotted Li Shan and the others. The group was gathered together discussing an ancient mirror that radiated the power of stars, their expressions focused.

He didn't intend to go over and exchange pleasantries, but instead walked into the crowd, where he could hear the sounds of bargaining and occasionally paused.

Fu Bao followed closely behind, clicking her tongue in a low voice, "Yue Yan, look quickly, isn't that a primordial treasure in that person's hand?"

"Yes!"

"My God! Look at this over here, isn't it also a primordial treasure?"

"Yes!"

"Wow! This is the first time I've ever seen so many ancient treasures gathered together at once!"

"Tone it down, don't act like a country bumpkin, it's embarrassing..."

Liu Qinghuan's ears suddenly twitched, and she turned her gaze to a corner not far away, slowly walking over.

Before they even got close, two fiery voices pierced their ears, their tones sharp and uncompromising.

"...You dare to trade a Chaos Treasure for one of my Immortal Spirit Wells? Are you insane, Mr. Qu, or do you think I'm easy to bully?"

"You can't say that! This is a genuine Chaos Treasure, only a hair's breadth away from becoming a Primordial Treasure. Its power is boundless. How could it not be worth a broken well of yours?"

"Pah! This is a Celestial Well with both metal and fire attributes, not one of those ordinary Celestial Wells with mixed immortal energy! Get lost! If you can't afford the price, don't waste my time talking nonsense here!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Liu Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat: Before leaving, his disciple Jiang Nian'en repeatedly instructed him to buy a Celestial Well to take back with him, and here he was!

Without further hesitation, he stepped forward and said, "Fellow Daoist, please wait. May I have a look at your Immortal Spirit Well?"

The cultivator surnamed Qu, already red-faced with anger, was suddenly stopped by someone who had come to see the Immortal Spirit Well. His anger flared even more, and without turning his head, he said:

"What are you looking at? This treasure is not something you can just look at as you please. Can you even afford to trade it for it...?"

Before he could finish speaking, he turned his head and saw who was blocking his way. His expression froze, and the rebuke that was on the tip of his tongue was swallowed back. The anger on his face also subsided a bit.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Taiwei, my apologies for my rudeness!" He cupped his hands and said, "Of course you can see if you wish."

Having said that, he revealed the storage ring in his hand.

Liu Qinghuan nodded slightly, and a wisp of divine thought reached out.

The storage ring has a vast interior space. In the center, an ancient well, about ten feet high, is sealed and encased in layers of seals, floating silently within it.

Golden and red patterns faintly appeared on the exposed well wall, and even through the seal, the rich aura of gold and fire could still be clearly sensed.

The cultivator surnamed Qu introduced from the side: "Fellow Daoist Taiwei, this well of mine is a genuine dual-attribute of metal and fire. It was conceived at the source of the immortal vein of Geng metal fire and took millions of years of nourishment from heaven and earth to take shape. The immortal energy it produces is pure and refined, and it can be called an unparalleled cultivation treasure for cultivators with metal and fire spiritual roots."

"I expended considerable effort to find it in a burial ground of immortals. If I didn't urgently need a treasure to break through my cultivation realm, I would never have offered it up for exchange."

Liu Qinghuan withdrew her divine sense, feeling quite satisfied.

In the Wen Shi Sect, Lu Enming has a metal spiritual root and Mu Yinyin has a fire spiritual root, so the Immortal Spirit Well with its dual metal and fire attributes is a perfect match.

Without showing any emotion, he asked, "Since you are willing to make a move, what would you like to exchange for?"

Seeing that Liu Qinghuan was interested, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the cultivator surnamed Qu, and he quickly told him what he was thinking.

"I ask for nothing else but one primordial treasure. Regardless of its type, as long as it is intact, I am willing to offer this Immortal Spirit Well to you immediately!"