Born with immortal seed

Chapter 13: No one is rich without windfall
On Hanxiu Peak, a large-scale construction project is underway.

A thousand ordinary people were drawn from the town at the foot of the mountain to dismantle the dilapidated buildings and transport century-old logs to the summit in preparation for rebuilding the Transmission Hall, the Weapon Refining Hall, and so on.

Meanwhile, in places where the mountain veins are abundant, cave dwellings are excavated in suitable orientations, each equipped with a master bedroom, a cultivation room, and a storage room.

In the past few days, some of the missing clansmen have gradually returned. They all found hiding places immediately after being attacked by the Ghost Spirit Gate and were lucky enough to escape the calamity.

The clan leader and his entourage were weary from their journey and also suffered heavy losses, with four clansmen losing their lives at the Five Peaks Temple, including an elder.

Hundreds of cultivators besieged the third level of the Five Peaks Temple for ten days, with nearly a hundred perishing along the way. At one of the most dangerous moments, the Void-Piercing Sword Formation suddenly unleashed hundreds of sword blades. If the clan leader hadn't sacrificed a spiritual artifact to block all the sword blades from the Bai family's section, even fewer would have survived to return to Hanxiu Peak.

There was no time for grief. After a brief discussion with the remaining three elders, the clan leader realized that the heavy casualties among the clan's cultivators meant that further dispersal would greatly reduce safety.

Moreover, the limited manpower makes it difficult for the Bai family to maintain its current territory.

The decision was made to shrink the defensive line and try to have all the family cultivators live in the Hanxiu Peak area.

This led to mortals carving out caves and building courtyards.

"It's best that you're safe and sound, Chen'er. I hope that after this ordeal, your future cultivation path will be smoother."

Bai Jiu'an's face showed a hint of vicissitude; the dangers on the Five Sacred Mountains Temple were not much different from those within the clan.
"It's a pity about Bai Ying. He lost his mother at such a young age. Fortunately, his father happened to be in Qingfeng Gate Market that day and did not return."

"This time, the Ghost Spirit Sect's invasion has attacked at least thirty cultivation families at the same time, and many families have been wiped out. The power structure of the entire Black Mountain Range will be completely changed."

"However, right now, only the Qingfeng Sect has the strength to take over so much territory."

"Uncle, what's the situation at the Five Peaks Temple? What treasures were inside the cave after you opened it?" Bai Zichen asked, somewhat curious about the legendary cave of the Five Peaks True Man, the number one rogue cultivator in Mizhou.

"In the third level of the Five Peaks Temple, there is indeed the Five Peaks Divine Peak, the natal magic treasure of the Five Peaks True Man. It is a five-colored metal hill that looks like a small mountain. We saw it as soon as the Chongxu Sword Formation was broken. But it was taken away by True Man Yang of the Qingfeng Sect immediately."

Bai Jiu'an sighed, and after a long while, he slowly spoke, his voice filled with helplessness, awe, and a little bit of well-hidden longing.

The Master Yang he spoke of had become a Core Formation Realm expert more than two hundred years ago, making him a senior to Master Ge Cang. However, in terms of cultivation, he was inferior to his junior, and it was said that he had remained stuck at the early Core Formation stage, unable to make any further progress.

Based on his biography, it is speculated that Master Yang's lifespan is nearing its end, which is why his style has become particularly aggressive in recent years. Five years ago, he got into a fight with an elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect after an auction over a longevity elixir, which triggered a series of conflicts between the two sects.

"Strangely, apart from the Five Sacred Peaks, the third level of the cave only has a towering stone tablet, with no other treasures in sight. But the Foundation Establishment senior from the Qingfeng Sect who brought us back said that this is related to an opportunity that may bring blessings to the younger generation of cultivators in our cultivation families."

"Chen'er, you are at the perfect age. If it really comes to you, it will be a huge benefit."

Bai Zichen became extremely interested in the so-called opportunity, but his uncle had only heard about it from others; the real inside story was known only to the higher-ups of the Qingfeng Sect.

"By the way, Uncle, can you take a look at this? Is this the legendary storage bag? I've examined it over and over again, but I just can't open it."

A small, gray bag landed on the table. Bai Zichen had found it on the corpse of the heavily injured Ghost Spirit Sect cultivator that day. Its appearance and style were exactly the same as the storage bag described in the book.

But no matter how much magic power I poured into the bag, it didn't react at all, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

It wasn't appropriate to ask others about this. The belongings of the other dead Ghost Spirit Sect disciples were all confiscated and put into the family's treasury after the battlefield was cleaned up, but Bai Zichen felt that this storage bag was obtained at the risk of his life, so he didn't hand it over as his personal spoils.

So he carefully hid the storage bag on his waist and didn't tell anyone about it.

Since I can trust my own uncle, I can certainly ask him anything without worry.

Bai Jiu'an was somewhat surprised. He stroked the storage bag with his palm, and a faint spiritual light flashed: "It's the lowest-level storage bag. Chen'er, where did you get it?"

Bai Zichen recounted his experience of descending the mountain that day, which made Bai Jiu'an feel somewhat frightened.

"You're lucky that the person was already powerless to fight back, otherwise any spell could have taken your life."

Bai Jiu'an handed the storage bag back, indicating that he should try it himself. "The storage bag retains the original owner's mark, so others cannot open it directly. However, you can cover it by washing it twice with your own magic power. It's just that your cultivation level is too low, so you can't open it."

"Although low-level storage bags can't hold much, they're still quite convenient to carry around. The cheapest secondhand ones in the market sell for eighty spirit stones. Even if the storage bag is empty, you'll still make a small profit this time."

This time, Bai Zichen used his magic power to open the storage bag successfully and left his mark on it.

The space was about three feet square, containing three jade bottles, several sets of clothes, more than thirty spirit stones, and a jade slip.

He dumped everything onto the wooden table, a scattered pile, with only one thought in his mind: he'd strike it rich this time!
"These two bottles contain Qi-replenishing pills, twelve in total. They are effective for cultivators below the sixth level of Qi Refining, and can significantly accelerate cultivation speed and refine mana. I have taken a few before, so the pills should be fine. However, Chen'er, your cultivation level is too low right now. It will be just right to take them in two years. These two bottles of pills can at least reduce the time spent on arduous cultivation by three years."

Bai Jiu'an put down the first two jade bottles and looked at the blood-red pill in the third jade bottle with a troubled expression.

This blood-red pill emitted a fishy smell; just smelling it made one feel dizzy. It was probably a unique pill of the Ghost Spirit Sect, unknown to outsiders.

"Forget about this. I'll ask a friend who's knowledgeable about alchemy when I have time, so I don't cause any problems by taking medicine haphazardly."

Bai Zichen understood that this was for his own good, so he had no objection to it.

If the ingredients of the pills carried by a demonic cultivator are unknown, how can one know whether they are miraculous elixirs or deadly poisons?

As for jade slips, those are a special feature of sect disciples. Generally, independent cultivators, including family cultivators, record their cultivation techniques on paper and rarely need to use jade slips.

However, jade slips are not only convenient for inheritance, but some special techniques can also be passed down with divine will, which can only be done with jade slips. The disadvantage is that the cost is a bit high.

After reading it, Bai Jiu'an told him it was a strange cultivation technique about incorporating the bloodline of demonic beasts into a cultivator's body to gain a powerful physique. Not only was the cultivation extremely risky, but the prerequisite was having the corresponding demonic beast's essence blood. It was only good for their collection; it had no value to them.

“Uncle, why don’t you use this storage bag? I don’t usually leave the family and don’t need it.”

Bai Zichen thought for a moment and handed over the storage bag. If he remembered correctly, his uncle had never used a storage bag before. He had used all his limited spirit stones to exchange for cultivation resources, so he had no spare money to store things.

“Keep it for yourself. How could I, Bai Jiu’an, take my nephew’s things?” Bai Jiu’an said seriously.

"Moreover, on the way back, the clan leader said that this trip to the Five Sacred Mountains Temple was credited to all nine of us, and each of us would be given a Breakthrough Pill. As long as we break through to the late stage of Qi Refining, the clan will provide us with a storage bag."

Once you reach the late stage of Qi Refining, your status in the Bai family will be completely different, and you can be regarded as a candidate for elder.

Every year, the benefits of spirit stones and the allocation of resources will increase significantly.

Bai Zichen naturally hoped that his uncle's cultivation level would be as high as possible, preferably reaching the Foundation Establishment stage in one go, so that he could curry favor with him: "This nephew wishes Uncle a breakthrough to the late Qi Refining stage in advance, and that all your wishes come true!"

"There is one more thing I need to tell you solemnly. Chen'er, don't think that just because you've gained a lot this time, you'll have thoughts of killing and robbing. Not to mention that thieves have a bad reputation and are not accepted by the mainstream. As long as you accept this idea, your greed will grow without limit, and you will gradually lose your self-control. In the end, you will either die on the road of killing and robbing, or be surrounded and killed. There will be no escape."

"Remember this! Remember this!"

Bai Zichen felt a sudden chill and realized that he had indeed been dazzled by the storage bag, and was thinking about when he would have another windfall.

Fortunately, my uncle reminded me in time, and it wasn't too late.

(End of this chapter)