Immortal weapon refiner

Chapter 1087 Elf Tribe

"What's wrong? Is something amiss?" Li Qing asked, his brows slightly furrowed.

Upon hearing this, the old Daoist Chuyun immediately waved his hand and said with a smile, "No, of course there's nothing wrong with it, it's just that Fellow Daoist Wuji's arrival this time is indeed quite coincidental."

"You don't know this, but the previous Elven Queen encountered an accident while exploring Storm Valley a few years ago, which caused the Elven race's heirloom to fall into Storm Valley."

"That is a spirit scepter, ranked twenty-second on the Heavenly Treasures List. Its power is extremely strong, definitely no less than the Azure Bell that you obtained in the Myriad Treasures Ancient Realm!"

"In the past few years, the Elven race has been secretly sending its strongest members to Storm Valley to try to retrieve the Spirit Staff, but unfortunately they have all returned empty-handed. Now the news can no longer be kept secret and has finally come out."

"Now, many powerful cultivators at the Integration Stage from various races have set off for Storm Valley, hoping to obtain the Spirit Scepter. As a result, Old Lady Wen left her seclusion and headed there as soon as she heard the news."

"Seeing you here at this critical juncture, I thought you, Fellow Daoist Wuji, were also attracted by that Spirit Scepter."

After hearing this, Li Qing shook his head and chuckled, "Then you have really misunderstood, fellow Daoist. I was just passing through the Xuanfeng Continent by chance, and I don't think I'll be staying for long before I leave. If it weren't for Brother Chuyun informing me, I wouldn't know about this matter at all."

However, a hint of regret flashed across the old Taoist's face. In fact, he had also been quite interested in the Spirit Scepter and had even thought of inviting Li Qing to go to Storm Valley to explore together.

He still vividly remembered the methods Li Qing displayed in the Myriad Treasures Ancient Realm. Now that Li Qing had cultivated to the late stage of the Integration Realm, coupled with the Azure Bell he obtained in the Myriad Treasures Ancient Realm, he dared not even imagine what kind of power Li Qing could unleash.

"Fellow Daoist, are you really not interested in that Spirit Scepter? After all, it's a Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure!" Old Daoist Chuyun continued to press.

Li Qing, however, remained calm and relaxed. In the past, the Heavenly Treasure would have been quite tempting to him.

But now he is able to forge the Heavenly Treasures himself. In addition to the Wind and Thunder Silver Wings which he recently forged, he now has five Heavenly Treasures. In the future, after he forges the last Immortal Trapping Sword into a Heavenly Treasure, he will have six Heavenly Treasures. Therefore, his need for treasures is not very high.

"Brother Chuyun, my focus now is on cultivation. I don't want to distract myself with other things. Reaching the perfect Integration Stage is my most important goal right now," Li Qing said, taking a sip of a steaming cup of spiritual tea.

Having said all that, the old Taoist Chuyun naturally couldn't persuade him anymore, and he suppressed his desire to win over Li Qing.

If he were in Li Qing's position, he would probably make the same decision.

Having already cultivated to the late stage of the Integration Realm, the most urgent task is naturally to accelerate cultivation to reach the perfection of the Integration Realm, so that there will be a slight chance to glimpse the splendor of the Mahayana Realm.

The Storm Valley is fraught with danger; even the former queen of the elves perished there for some unknown reason. It would be a great loss to risk everything for a rare and precious treasure.

"Since you have no intention, I will not force you. To be honest, I am not willing to take any risks either. Unlike that old woman Wen, who is already an old woman but still keeps causing trouble." The old Daoist Chuyun sighed.

Afterwards, the two savored the unique spiritual tea from the Xuanfeng Continent for a while. After waiting for quite some time, the female cultivator from Tianzhu Tower finally arrived.

"Greetings, senior! Greetings, Lord Chuyun!" The graceful female cultivator smiled and handed over a dark purple storage bag. "Senior, I have brought six kinds of spiritual herbs that you need. I couldn't find the last two even after searching through the entire Tianzhu Tower's storehouse. Please forgive me, senior."

Li Qing raised an eyebrow, put down the teacup, took the dark purple storage bag from the other party, and briefly scanned it with his divine sense.

"Hmm, not bad. It's already beyond my expectations that we were able to collect so much. I'll figure out the rest myself." Li Qing nodded.

However, the old Taoist Chuyun spoke up, saying, "Oh? Even my Tianzhu Pavilion doesn't have these spiritual herbs? Which two are missing? Why don't you tell me? Perhaps this old man knows something about them."

The female cultivator who received us replied, "It is missing the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Monkey Mushroom and the Nine-Leaf Mysterious Spirit Grass. These two spiritual herbs are not produced in the Xuanfeng Continent, so they are quite rare."

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist Chuyun frowned deeply, as if he were recalling something.

"Hiss, these are indeed two rare and precious medicinal herbs. Let me recall them."

Not long after, the old Taoist Chuyun spoke up, somewhat uncertainly: "Wait, I vaguely remember that more than two thousand years ago, the Elven race traded a Spirit Monkey Mushroom, which was eight thousand years old, with a merchant from the outer sea at a trade fair among various races, right?"

"If it hadn't been used up, it would probably be ten thousand years old by now."

The female cultivator who received the Tianzhu Tower had no idea about this matter; her cultivation level was only at the Core Formation stage, and her parents hadn't even been born more than two thousand years ago.

Only an old cultivator like Master Chuyun, who has achieved a certain level of cultivation and lived a long enough, could know such a thing.

Li Qing was delighted to hear this. He hadn't expected to be able to find out even about the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Monkey Mushroom. It seemed that this trip hadn't been in vain.

"Is that so? Then it seems I'll have to find a way to inquire with the Elf Clan. Thank you very much, Brother Chuyun!" Li Qing laughed as he stood up, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and then opened his hand, revealing a gray storage bag in his palm.

"Take these spirit stones. Consider the extra as payment for Brother Chuyun for providing this information."

The old Daoist Chuyun immediately declined, saying, "Oh, Fellow Daoist Wuji, you're being too polite. Please take these spirit stones back. They're just some spiritual herbs. There's really no need for such formalities between us."

Li Qing insisted on handing over the storage bag, saying seriously, "One thing at a time. If Brother Chuyun doesn't accept these spirit stones, I'm afraid I won't be able to ask for your help in the future."

"Could it be that you, Brother Izumo, find me too troublesome?"

In the end, after several refusals, the old Taoist Chuyun accepted Li Qing's storage bag. After a brief inspection, he was secretly shocked. Li Qing was indeed generous. A quick glance revealed that there were hundreds of thousands of spirit stones inside, which was more than twice the value of the spiritual herbs that his Tianzhu Tower had taken out.

"Alright, Brother Chuyun, I won't bother you any longer. I'll take my leave now!" Li Qing cupped his hands in greeting.

The old Daoist Chuyun didn't try to stop him, and personally saw Li Qing off from Tianzhu Tower. After watching his figure disappear into the distance, the old Daoist Chuyun sighed, "Alas, I really don't know how this Fellow Daoist Wuji cultivated. In the blink of an eye, he has reached the late stage of the Integration Realm. It is truly too unbelievable."

After leaving Tianzhu Tower, Li Qing wandered around the city, searching for the location of Baihua Pavilion. At this moment, many cultivators in the city were discussing Tianzhu Tower; the arrival of a Nascent Soul stage expert had attracted much attention.

However, Li Qing ignored these discussions and went alone to find the Hundred Flowers Pavilion in the center of the city.

This is a spirit medicine market set up by the elves in the human main city. However, most of the spirit medicines sold are quite expensive, costing about 10-20% more than those sold by other human cultivators.

However, the advantage of this market is that it has a relatively complete range of spiritual herbs. The elves are good at planting and cultivating spiritual herbs, so they are naturally suited to dealing with these herbs. If you have any spiritual herbs that you urgently need, this is the place to go.

Li Qing didn't expect to be able to trade for the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Monkey Mushroom in this market. Such a rare and precious ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herb would be extremely valuable even among the elves, and they would never put it out for trade.

He came here simply to find a way to make contact with the elves. If he wanted to trade for the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Monkey Mushroom, he would ultimately have to go to the elves' territory.

As soon as you approach the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, a strange, refreshing floral fragrance wafts over, mixed with a few faint traces of medicinal herbs. Just smelling it makes you feel refreshed and relaxed.

There were about twenty shops and stalls in the market, all selling spiritual herbs. Several palm-sized elves were busy flying around in front of each stall. These elves had very delicate features and looked very cute and beautiful.

As Li Qing stepped into the elven market, he followed the old rule and used his cultivation level to clear the way and speak.

boom!
The aura of a late-stage fusion master poured out from his body, and this sudden commotion frightened all the little sprites in front of the stalls, who all hurriedly hid in panic.

Some of the bolder elves hid under the corner of the table or behind the door, peeking out half their little faces to sized up Li Qing.

Unfortunately, most of the elves who run businesses here are not highly skilled; they are mostly at the Nascent Soul or Divine Transformation stage.

Soon, a small sprite with pale golden, transparent wings flapping behind her mustered up the courage to approach. Her pointed ears turned bright red before she finally managed to utter a single sentence:

"I have met this senior of the human race. May I ask what brings you to our Hundred Flowers Pavilion?"

After saying that, the little golden sprite timidly flew back a short distance, lowering its head and not daring to look directly at Li Qing.

Looking at the delicate and adorable creature before him, Li Qing couldn't bear to continue releasing his aura and suppressed it. He coughed and said, "Ahem, I intend to purchase a ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Monkey Mushroom. I've heard that your Elf Clan has some in their collection. I wonder if there's any possibility of a transaction?"

Seemingly sensing that Li Qing meant no harm, the golden-winged sprite was no longer as timid as before. She raised her head, her face slightly flushed, and said, "The Hundred Flowers Pavilion rarely trades in ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. Moreover, the ten-thousand-year-old spiritual monkey mushroom is planted among the flowers, which is a medicinal garden that only the Queen can enter."

"That sounds a bit troublesome," Li Qing sighed softly, then said, "There are many things in this world that are priceless but unavailable, but I think a ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Monkey Mushroom shouldn't be something that your Elf race would value so highly. I suppose it can be traded."

"Young friend, how about this? Could you do me a favor and ask your clan's higher-ups what they would use to trade for that ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Monkey Mushroom?"

Upon hearing this, the golden-winged elf understood Li Qing's eagerness for the medicine. She nodded her little head and then said, "Then please wait a few days, senior. I will send a message back to my clan and ask the elders for their opinion."

The Elven race possesses a unique method of communication. In the entire underground world, there is an ancient ley line tree that connects various spaces, and the Elven race can use this ley line tree to communicate. Daily information is also transmitted through this ley line tree.

Li Qing had no choice but to stay in the Hundred Flowers Pavilion and wait patiently.

Several days later, the little golden elf flew to Li Qing's side again, its little face flushed, and said, "Senior Wuji, a message has come back from the clan. The clan has agreed to the trade for the ten-thousand-year-old spirit monkey mushroom. However, the terms of the trade need to be discussed in our elf clan's territory. This is what the clan elders said."

After pondering for a while, Li Qing nodded and said, "Alright, then I will go. However, I have only been on this continent for a short time and do not yet know where your elven territory is."

The little golden elf clenched its two little hands into fists and said with some delight, "That's easy. Today, a group of our people are returning to our territory with goods. If you don't mind, senior, please come with us."

Li Qing naturally had no objection to this. He only waited a short while before more than a dozen fully equipped elves, carrying bulging storage bags, flew to Li Qing's side.

"Human seniors, we are all ready and can depart!"

"Hehe, I've heard that human cultivators at the Integration Stage can teleport thousands of miles in an instant. I wonder if you could show us this supernatural ability, senior?"

"Yes, yes, with the seniors leading the way, we should be able to avoid being affected by the Wind of Extinction when we return to our clan this time."

"If only my race could also understand the human race's art of formations!"

A dozen or so elves of various colors surrounded Li Qing, chattering away and looking at him with great admiration and envy.

Li Qing chuckled and shook his head. Then, he activated his magic power and with a wave of his hand, he swept all the dozen or so little elves into his escape light.

The next moment, a pair of bone wings shimmering with silver light unfurled behind him.

Upon seeing this, the elves widened their eyes and exclaimed, "Aren't you human, senior? How come you have wings too?"

"Could it be that you are a member of the Flying Spirit Clan? I've heard that there are ferocious Flying Spirit Clan members in the outer seas, who are extremely violent and bloodthirsty!"

"Fool, this should be a flying magic weapon, a treasure crafted by human weapon refiners."

Ignoring the sprites' surprise, Li Qing activated his Wind and Thunder Silver Wings. With a gentle flap of his wings, a streak of silver light flashed past, and Li Qing and the dozen or so sprites disappeared into the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

The other elves who remained in the market looked on with surprise and envy.

(End of this chapter)