Born with immortal seed

Chapter 700 Golden Crow Pavilion, the Sacred Ground for Weapon Refining

"The soul is immortal..."

Bai Zichen lightly tapped his fingers and circulated the techniques as described in the two volumes. His mind began to boil, with large bubbles rising to the surface.

After a brief taste, the consciousness dissipates, and the sea of ​​consciousness returns to calm.

Generally speaking, this kind of cultivation method is more common in Buddhism, and many Arhats do not condense a golden body.

They disregarded the physical body like worn-out shoes, showing no regard for it whatsoever, and only pursued the transcendence of the primordial spirit.

These types of Buddhist practitioners, when ascending to heaven, will relinquish their physical bodies and transform into rainbow light, traversing the void.

This is how the relics of those eminent monks and virtuous masters in the cultivation world came to be, becoming treasures passed down through generations in Buddhism.

On the contrary, neither Taoism nor other schools of thought would easily abandon the physical body.

At the very least, one should regard the physical body as a raft for ascension, and if it is severely damaged, it will be difficult to resist the turbulent currents of the void.

Some traditions even emphasize the fusion and perfect integration of spirit and body.

These two volumes of exercises are seamlessly connected from the very beginning, seemingly formless yet full of profound meaning.

However, the story takes a sharp turn for the worse in the middle section, becoming disjointed and seemingly pieced together by someone.

The ending is utter nonsense; any cultivator with a discerning eye could see that it's worthless.

If one were to actually copy the cultivation method, the damage to one's sea of ​​consciousness would be the least of one's worries.

"The discrepancy between the beginning and the end is too great, it doesn't seem like a technique created by the same person... The most likely scenario is that someone copied the first few pages of the Jingming Sect's technique. The later content is just a personal addition, completely unverified."

Bai Zichen tossed the two booklets back, their contents already imprinted in his mind.

Although it's impossible to actually cultivate, it does offer a possible approach.

If I can truly obtain the lineage of the Jingming School in the future, I should pay special attention to it.

Even if one doesn't pursue the path of immortality through the primordial spirit, it's easier to take the step of enhancing divine consciousness and crystallizing divine thoughts.

"You didn't just look at it for nothing, take the rest."

Bai Zichen pushed the magic soil on the table; it weighed less than two pounds.

"All for me?"

Old Gao jumped up, his face changing dramatically, and he pulled his outstretched hand back.

He thought he had been exposed and had no chance left, but unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better.

Upon seeing the affirmative expression, he was overjoyed and quickly put the magic soil into his storage bag.

He even used a talisman brush to sweep back and forth across the table, afraid of missing a single one.

Ignoring the intense gazes directed at him from behind, he bowed deeply and returned to his seat, humming a little tune.

Even if he doesn't need the money, this local tyrant has his own channels for disposing of stolen goods, so he's not afraid of being envied.

With Old Man Gao's success as an example, several more people suddenly flocked to him.

Even obviously fake cultivation techniques have been transferred to the Demonic Land, so maybe the things I have will work too.

Judging from Bai Zichen's generosity, it doesn't seem like he only has ten catties of demon soil.

Ancient treasures, maps of immortal abodes, sword techniques and strange skills... all sorts of bizarre treasures, their origins are almost tied to the creation of the world or true immortals in the upper realm.

It looks fake at first glance; I don't even have the interest to take another look.

"Fellow Daoist, we have a sword-forging method here, which has the potential to forge a flying sword of the fifth rank. In exchange, we'll only ask for ten catties of demonic soil. How about it?"

The demonic cultivator, whose face was covered in tattoos, whose left eye was empty and whose right eye was filled with a stone eyeball, placed his hands on the table and spoke.

"I'm not good at weapon crafting, so I'll pass on this opportunity."

Bai Zichen held up the teapot and poured tea into his cup without looking up.

The so-called fifth-tier potential is just a way to fool newbies.

The ceiling of the human realm is there; even if it's crafted with the finest fifth-grade spiritual materials, it will still be worn down by the growth path of a spiritual treasure.

Without the nourishment of the great power of heaven and earth, it is impossible to truly transcend.

If such a secret technique truly existed, the number of Heaven-Reaching Treasures in the cultivation world would not be so small.

Even the true lineage of the Pure Bright School, such as the Cantongqi, cannot truly achieve this; it can only slightly increase the probability.

This group isn't genuinely interested in making a deal; they just want to get a bargain like Old Man Gao.

"Boy, don't be ungrateful! Everyone knows that the sword-forging skills of our Ironbea City are unparalleled among all islands. It is already an honor to bestow upon you a secret technique for nurturing swords from the outer sect. I would be doing something foolish!"

The demonic cultivator next to him had no facial features, as if his face had been torn off and hastily sewn back on, leaving him in pieces.

When he speaks, his face moves back and forth, like several earthworms crawling around.

"Who said that sword-forging skills are the best in the world? Xu Feier from the Golden Crow Pavilion wants to have a friendly spar with you."

Just as Bai Zichen was about to reply, a spirited voice rang out, and a young couple entered the hall.

The woman was strikingly beautiful and elegant. Her pale yellow palace dress accentuated her snow-white skin, and a blue mark between her brows glared angrily at the two demonic cultivators.

The man accompanying her was dressed in white, and his appearance did not reveal much about his lineage as a descendant of gods and demons. He was handsome and tall, with a touch of nobility in his features.

"The two fellow Daoists from Tiefeng City did indeed offend the Golden Crow Pavilion in their words. Why don't you apologize? I believe Fairy Xu will forgive your unintentional mistake."

The young man in white strode confidently, completely disregarding everyone else. He walked to the main seat, bowed to Xu Feier, and sat down.

“What Pei Shaojun said is true. We spoke recklessly and should apologize.”

The two demonic cultivators hurriedly stood up, their previous arrogance gone, and obediently apologized and offered their condolences.

'So this is the master of this place, the great-grandson of the Purple Seal True Lord…'

Both of these young people were at the peak of the Core Formation stage, and were among the closest to, yet also the furthest from, the Nascent Soul stage.

The reason is that it could trigger a heavenly tribulation at any time, initiating the process of transforming into an infant.

Only at the very end can one truly understand the distance between oneself and the Nascent Soul stage.

Previously, everything was obscured by thick gauze, making it difficult to see clearly.

Now that there's no obstruction, everything is clear at a glance.

This is why so many cultivators who have reached the peak of Core Formation never managed to take that final step before they died.

It's not that I don't want to try, but the gap is too wide. Forcing myself to become a Nascent Soul would only result in a more spectacular death, with my body and soul annihilated under the Heavenly Tribulation.

The difference in cultivation level alone was not enough to make the two demonic cultivators change their expressions and become obsequious after their initial arrogance.

Although Ironbeam City is the stronghold of demonic cultivators, it is extremely protective of its own, and the city lord is a disciple of one of the two demons.

As a Core Formation demonic cultivator, he was on the list in front of the city lord.

While the Golden Crow Pavilion is renowned as a sacred place for weapon crafting, its other strengths are not particularly noteworthy.

The main reason is that the sects are not located on Penglai Immortal Island, but rather at the far end of the Western Sea, on the shore of the setting sun.

Even if we offend them, so what? Anyway, Ironbeacon City and Golden Crow Pavilion have no dealings with each other in the past.

But Pei Shaojun is different. As the most favored descendant of the Purple Seal True Lord and the one with the highest probability of Nascent Soul, his status in Xijing City is self-evident.

Rumor has it that the resources for Nascent Soul transformation have been prepared long ago, and all that is needed is enough to obtain another opportunity for enlightenment before officially embarking on the path of Nascent Soul transformation.

If you offend this person, you will find it difficult to move an inch in Xijing City from now on.

The two demonic cultivators apologized repeatedly, but Xu Feier snorted coldly and sat down on her own.

"The presence of fellow practitioners at this Treasure Gathering is an honor to this humble abode... My ancestor managed the Western Capital, tirelessly defending against sea monsters and extraterrestrial demons... Anyone wishing to join the Western Capital Enforcement Camp can receive a one-time settlement fee of one hundred high-grade spirit stones, three longevity pills, and a bag of jellyfish pearls..."

Pei Shaojun glanced around the room. There were a few new faces this time, and perhaps he could recruit some fresh blood.

He paused briefly on Bai Zichen, noticing that he was only at the early stage of Core Formation. He guessed that Bai Zichen was just a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers and had not yet gained any experience outside.

To outsiders, he was the rightful successor of the Purple Seal True Lord.

However, Xijing City was not the private property of Ziyin Zhenjun alone. There were elders who would keep him in check. He also recruited a relatively young Nascent Soul Zhenjun to join the Immortal City as a guest minister.

Having more Core Formation subordinates and gaining more influence within the Xijing Enforcement Camp will prove invaluable when the day comes for battle.

It's estimated that this set of recruitment rhetoric has been used to death at past treasure gatherings, and few cultivators are interested in it; they are all in a state of emptiness and meditation.

Only one cultivator with spikes on his back spoke up, asking if there was any chance of obtaining subsequent cultivation techniques and Nascent Soul artifacts after joining Xijing City.

"Young friend, let me offer you some advice, even if I'm old and inexperienced: you shouldn't have gotten into a conflict with those two..."

While pouring wine, Old Gao lowered his voice and said something.

"Who are these two people? Fellow Daoist, could you please enlighten me?"

Bai Zichen couldn't tell whether this person had obtained the Demonic Soil and was offering kind advice, or whether they were deliberately trying to build a relationship in order to swindle more money.

"The cultivators of Ironbea City are all lunatics, willing to do anything to increase their strength... Moreover, they like to stick together. A single distress signal can summon all the demonic cultivators in the nearby city. Regardless of whether they know each other or how they will divide the profits afterward, they are extremely united when dealing with external enemies. In addition, their methods are ruthless, and few cultivators without sufficient background are willing to clash with them."

Old Man Gao looked around and noticed that Young Master Pei was having a detailed conversation with a young man who was interested in joining the law enforcement camp, while the others were either whispering or continuing to exchange their treasures.

In this situation, no one should notice you.

Using divine sense to transmit sound would be deliberately conspicuous and easily detected by others.

The most primitive forms of communication were conducted in a more discreet manner, with voices lowered and true essence concealed, so that other cultivators could only hear the conversation by forcibly intruding with their divine sense.

"Have you heard of this new female cultivator from the Golden Crow Pavilion?"

Bai Zichen didn't take Tie Fengcheng seriously. Such a demonic cultivator could easily gather friends and acquaintances; he could just kill them all.

It was the female cultivators who came later that piqued his curiosity.

The demonic cultivator first claimed that Ironbeacon City's sword-making was unparalleled among all the islands, to which the female cultivator expressed her dissatisfaction, stating that Golden Crow Pavilion was also renowned for its sword-making.

Only those who are in the same boat will despise and be hostile to each other.

Furthermore, does the term "island" imply that this place is not a single fairy island like Penglai, but rather a collection of numerous islands?

"Young friend, you've never heard of the Golden Crow Pavilion? Didn't your teacher explain it to you?"

Old Gao narrowed his small eyes and said in surprise.

I initially thought this generous cultivator was a disciple of a high-ranking sect who had just started his career and was therefore so casual, not understanding the importance of not flaunting one's wealth.

With a respectable background and an ancient lineage, it's impossible that someone would leave without understanding the distribution of maritime power and knowing which figures are absolutely untouchable.

The Golden Crow Pavilion produced a Nascent Soul Ancestor tens of thousands of years ago, but it declined afterward.

However, their ancestors were once glorious, monopolizing nearly 70% of the high-level magic treasures in the Western Sea.

The saying that one must seek out the Golden Crow Pavilion to produce masterpieces has become common knowledge in the cultivation world of this place.

However, as the Golden Crow Pavilion masters passed away one by one, the sect continued to decline, and many of the custom-made magic treasures from the past were no longer being refined.

'It turns out that besides Penglai, there are over a hundred large islands in the sea. Penglai is the largest of them, and the number of cultivators residing there is equivalent to the total number of the other islands combined.'

Bai Zichen subtly probed and finally learned some common sense from Old Man Gao.

There's nothing we can do about it. Previously, the highest level of the Taixu Great Dream Technique was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, so how could it possibly know these things?

As for the sea monsters that Pei Shaojun mentioned later, the extraterrestrial demons should be the greatest enemy that the islands will face.

However, he did not pursue the matter further.

The previous questions had already made Old Man Gao look at him with some suspicion, but he brushed it off by saying that he had been cultivating in his cave since childhood and had never been outside.

If I reveal any more, people will probably start to think that I am not a cultivator from this sea area.

He dared not gamble on the attitude of the Nascent Soul cultivators on Penglai Island; now he had three things to do—

Find a way to leave this place and return to the Black Sea;

Inquire about the Jingming Sect and see if there are any ways to get in touch with them;

Collect the unique resources on Penglai Immortal Island, especially the fifth-tier flying sword.

These three matters are ranked in order of importance.

After Pei Shaojun finished his recruitment efforts, he presented two low-grade spiritual treasures as the organizer.

One can defend, and the other can trap the enemy; for a Core Formation cultivator, this is already a rare treasure.

The exchange conditions offered are not much different from the market price, but as long as you are willing to join the law enforcement camp, you can use the spirit treasure for free.

If a property has served for more than a century, its right of use can be transformed into ownership, and it can be directly gifted.

With these conditions presented, two more cultivators were clearly interested.

Bai Zichen patiently endured until the event ended, nodded to Old Man Gao in farewell, and then quickly left the venue.

"Fairy Xu, thank you for waiting so long. These mundane matters have offended your eyes."

Only a few of his own people remained in the hall. Pei Shaojun turned to the bright and beautiful girl who was in a daze and spoke to her.

"It's alright. I was just thinking about a plan for a magical artifact and didn't notice the passage of time."

Xu Feier waved her hand, showing no sign of impatience.

"Xu Xianzi has become a fourth-level weapon refiner at such a young age, which makes us peers feel ashamed."

Pei Shaojun's gaze was intense as he admired the woman before him.

In terms of appearance, while not exceptionally beautiful, there are plenty of women in Xijing City whose faces are flawless.

However, with the added identities of the Golden Crow Pavilion Master's only daughter, a fourth-tier weapon refiner, and a cultivator at the peak of Core Formation, she is no ordinary woman.

Moreover, Xu Feier possesses a vibrant life force that others lack, and one can clearly feel her passion and dedication to weapon crafting.

"It's just a minor skill, it doesn't help with longevity, and it's far inferior to formations and alchemy."

Xu Feier remained calm. If it weren't for her father's insistence, she would never have left Sunset Beach. Ideally, she would have stayed in the sect forever to study weapon crafting.

"I wonder when I will be able to see True Monarch Purple Seal?"

"I will pay my respects to my ancestors tomorrow, it should be done soon... Our two families working together will complement each other's strengths and weaknesses, making us a perfect match."

Pei Shaojun knew that Jinwu Pavilion was not having an easy time overseas, and he also had the intention to cooperate.

Otherwise, the Pavilion Master of the Golden Crow Pavilion would not have sent his only daughter, subtly hinting at a marriage alliance.

"Those two arrogant demonic cultivators kept glancing at the young man they had clashed with as they left. Could a conflict have broken out?"

Xu Feier didn't want to continue the topic and deliberately changed the subject.

"Don't worry, no one will dare to make a move in Xijing City... As for outside the city, let's see what each family does."

Pei Shaojun waved his hand and smiled confidently.

(End of this chapter)