The Primordial Law

Chapter 437 Daozhou
Beneath Yang Qingchan's veil, a pair of beautiful, dark, and bright eyes gazed at Li Weiyi, emanating a chilling aura capable of freezing the blood of mortals.

"Five high-grade blood crystals, you can produce them casually. It seems you are extremely wealthy. The Netherworld of the Dead is not like the Realm of Life. There are no rules here. Whoever has the strongest fist is the rule."

"I've got my eye on you! Watch out after you leave the Market of the Dead."

His tone was low and menacing, carrying a strong sense of threat.

She had the confidence to do so; within her body lay a powerful spirit, though constrained by Yang Qingchan's weak physique, she was unable to unleash its full potential.

The significance of the Phoenix Blood Tree leaves to her is self-evident.

Li Weiyi is no longer the same as before, so he wouldn't take her threat to heart. He chuckled and said, "Miss, you possess a pure immortal body that is one in a million. You have a graceful figure, skin like jade, and a face that could topple kingdoms. You also carry five high-grade blood crystals. You'd better watch out!"

"With such a tone, he must be no ordinary person."

A cold smile appeared in Yang Qingchan's eyes. After releasing a powerful aura in response, she drifted away, disappearing into the crowd like a fleeting shadow and quickly vanishing into the dimly lit street.

Yang Qingxi owed him a huge sum of money, and he didn't know where she had made a fortune. Her sister casually took out five high-grade blood crystals, which made Li Weiyi want to collect the debt.

In a sense, Yang Qingchan is Yang Qingxi's soul servant.

Yu'er, whom he was holding in his arms, raised her head, blinked her eyes, and asked curiously, "Master, what does 'graceful figure' mean?"

"..."

Li Weiyi immediately reflected on her actions and decided to be more careful with her words and deeds in front of children in the future.

The young vendor standing opposite the stall glanced at Yang Qingchan's back, then looked at Huang Liao standing behind Li Weiyi, and gave a pointed reminder: "You're traveling with a child with a pure immortal body, which is already quite conspicuous. You'd better be careful. In the Netherworld of the Dead, the dead are dangerous, and so are people."

Huang Liao's expression was solemn: "Brother Li, that woman who seemed to have a pure immortal body just now is definitely a spirit within, with extremely strong cultivation. We shouldn't have offended her. The aura she released just now was terrifying."

"We've already offended them, there's nothing we can do about it."

Li Weiyi had a good impression of the young cargo owner, but she could tell that the owner was only being polite because he had a four or five-year-old girl with him.

It wasn't about his safety.

This young cargo owner is no ordinary person. After using the Qi Concealment Technique, the life force on his body was almost completely concealed, which even Li Weiyi initially misjudged.

This undoubtedly demonstrates that the other party's cultivation level is unfathomable.

Unfortunately, he was extremely young.

Martial cultivators at the Dao Seed Realm can slow down aging and maintain peak life functions, making it difficult to judge a person's true age from their appearance. However, having seen many martial cultivators at the Dao Seed Realm, one can naturally form a rough judgment about the age of these martial arts masters.

Logically speaking, someone of such age and cultivation level should not be an unknown figure in the Lingxiao Realm.

The young vendor's stall had few goods, but all of them were of extremely high quality.

There are thousand-year-old elixirs, hundred-character artifacts, and even Yin Corpse Dao Fruit.

Five Phoenix Blood Tree Leaves can at most allow Li Weiyi to cultivate his physical strength from 20% to 30% of the Longevity Body's intensity.

Therefore, Li Weiyi said, "As far as I know, the Phoenix Blood Tree is located in the old city of Yuzhou, and is occupied by a giant of the dead called the Crimson Wind Lord. Over the past thousand years, it has evolved into a mortal palace where millions of corpses gather, and humans cannot get close at all."

"Phoenix Blood Tree Leaves are very helpful for the cultivation of physical bodies by corpses and spirits, and they rarely leak out."

"Human martial artists can only acquire them by purchasing them at high prices. Alternatively, they can wait for the Yin Sha Hurricane to pass through and blow the leaves out of the old Yuzhou city, and only with extremely good luck can they find one or two leaves."

"Brother, would you mind telling me how you obtained so many as five pieces? I'm willing to pay for the information."

The young merchant asked, "Did you just come from the Lingxiao Wilderness?"

“That’s right,” Li Weiyi said.

The young merchant said, "Let's exchange information! You tell me the current situation of the battle in Lingxiao Realm, and I'll tell you how to obtain Phoenix Blood Tree Leaves."

"I'm the one who benefits from this!"

Li Weiyi then recounted all the accurate information he had gathered about the battle in the Lingxiao Realm.

"Since the Rice Sect suffered a great defeat, it seems that Fei Feng did not enter the Lingxiao Realm."

The young merchant muttered to himself, then looked at Li Weiyi: "Lord Lan took away a large number of powerful spirit warriors to fight in the Lingxiao Realm, so the Haifu in Yuzhou City is naturally empty. I obtained the five Phoenix Blood Leaves by sneaking into the city. It's that simple. If you have the guts, you can try to take the plunge."

"Thank you."

Li Weiyi bought all three thousand-year-old medicinal herbs from his stall.

He currently only has enough millennium-old elixirs to feed seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Kings to the fifth stage of the Dao Seed Realm, so he must purchase a large quantity.

The Realm of the Dead is a vast and boundless place, filled with many wondrous and mysterious places where countless thousand-year-old medicinal herbs can grow.

Most millennium-old elixirs are of little use to the deceased, so they are sold in the deceased's market in exchange for soul crystals, blood crystals, and magical artifacts.

The price is even cheaper than that of the Lingxiao Habitat Chamber of Commerce.

The two left the stall and walked along the streets littered with the dead. Huang Liao sighed, "This man is truly arrogant."

"Daring to break into the Corpse Mansion and escape unscathed, one can see the extent of one's cultivation and strength. One has the right to be arrogant!" Li Weiyi had just asked the young merchant's name, and the other party only replied, "His surname is Liu."

Li Weiyi never disliked aloof people.

He was aloof but possessed a principled and kind heart, along with impressive strength. Li Weiyi was very interested in befriending such a person, but unfortunately, the other party was very cold.

Li Weiyi continued his search for Phoenix Blood Tree leaves and bought up a large quantity of Millennium Herbs at the Lost Souls Market. He didn't find any more Millennium Herbs, but he did buy over twenty Phoenix Blood Tree leaves, spending a fortune, which left Huang Liao secretly speechless.

The market for the undead was vast, teeming with all sorts of spirits and demons, not just the ghouls and bone creatures with their gloomy, putrid aura. There were also flower fairies, liquid fairies, water demons, shadow creatures, stone beastmen, faceless men… It broadened Li Weiyi's horizons considerably.

This place is only two thousand miles from the East Sea, and it is already within the territory of the water demon race.

On land near the sea, demons and humans, demons and the dead often coexist.

Huang Liao said, "Actually, the effects of Phoenix Blood Tree bark on cultivating the Longevity Body are even greater than those of Phoenix Blood Tree leaves."

Li Weiyi looked around the market and laughed, "Even the leaves of the Phoenix Blood Tree are extremely rare, so the bark is naturally even harder to obtain. We can't possibly follow that young man surnamed Liu's example and directly venture into the old Yuzhou city, can we? That's too dangerous!"

Huang Liao said, "The truly good things are not displayed on stalls. You need someone familiar to guide you to get them. I have lived in Huangjiang Border Town for decades and I believe I have some connections. I know a place where you can buy Phoenix Blood Tree Bark and many more thousand-year-old medicinal herbs."

Li Weiyi's eyes darted around, a smile spreading across his face: "Why didn't Manager Huang say so earlier?"

Huang Liao smiled wryly: "I didn't know you had such wealth and power, Brother Li. Only big clients can enter those secret places."

……

In the southeast corner of the Market of the Dead, there is a large mansion with four will-o'-the-wisps hanging from it.

The surroundings were quiet, the gate was tightly closed, and covered with talismans.

Eighteen banners were planted in various directions around the courtyard wall, forming a defensive array.

Li Songjian is the eldest son of the chief of the Cangli tribe of the Jiuli people, and the elder brother of the hidden ruler "Li Songgu" and the chief "Li Songlin". He is 87 years old this year, but looks only about 50.

He was dressed in a gray-white cloth robe, with a dignified face, and was having a secret discussion with another middle-aged man in the brightly lit main hall.

For many years, Li Songjian has been teaching rice cultivation in the Longshan Mountains.

When Li Wei entered the ancestral territory of the Jiuli tribe to retrieve the seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Kings, he encountered him. At that time, he was escorting a convoy of eighty-three carts, all carrying rice-man children.

The soil in the ancestral homeland of the Jiuli tribe contains spiritual soil, which can grow rice seedlings with high natural talent.

For decades, Li Songjian has frequently traveled between Lizhou and Huangjiang Border City, bringing rice people and the secretly salvaged otherworldly coffins to this place.

Ever since Li Songgu presided over the engagement ceremony for Li Weiyi and Zuoqiu Hongting in Qiuzhou City as an elder, revealing his Holy Spirit Mind Master cultivation level, which was almost equivalent to revealing his identity as the Hidden Lord, Li Songjian became vigilant.

A month ago, the Jiuli tribe conscripted an army to attack the Daojiao sect. Li Songjian felt a strong sense of crisis and decisively left the Cangli tribe, temporarily settling in Huangjiang Biancheng to observe the changing situation.

Half a month ago, he received a decree from the Empty God of the Rice Cult, ordering him to prepare ships, carriages, horses, and soul steeds in the border town of Huangjiang, the more the better.

The middle-aged man sitting next to him was Huo Dingnan, the deputy sect leader of Tianyi Sect and one of the top experts in Lizhou.

Huo Dingnan, who is exactly 100 years old this year, is not only the deputy sect leader, but also the president of Tianyi Chamber of Commerce. He has many talented people under his command, as well as a wealth of experts, and controls a huge amount of resources.

Daojiao sent him over to assist Li Songjian in handling the reception matters.

Li Songjian held a steaming teacup in his hands: "I heard that the forbidden one from Coffin Mountain perished in Lingxiao City, and even the two Rice Ancestors fell at the hands of the Immortal Master of Du'e Temple and the Confucian and Taoist Ancestor of Zuoqiu Sect. Can you survive by escaping to the island?"

Huo Dingnan said, "What, you want to go back to Lizhou? The Nine Li Hidden Sect is too powerful. Not only does it have Ancestor Cangming in charge, but it also has many giants in the Longevity Realm, and it controls a terrifying intelligence system. It is said that in the Battle of Lingxiao City, the Divine Sect suffered a great loss at their hands. What makes you think that they haven't found out your background? The reason they didn't take action against you before was probably because they didn't want to alert you."

Li Songjian's eyes turned gloomy.

Huo Dingnan said in a low voice, "In my opinion, landing on the island is a pretense, a way to deceive the Zuoqiu Sect and the Jiuli tribe. The real purpose is to retreat to the legendary Daozhou."

Li Songjian had heard rumors about "Daozhou".

Legend has it that an old farmer, one of the three great victims, used some extraordinary means to drive away the darkness in the depths of the realm of the dead and create a small habitat.

The rice-man children and otherworldly coffins he sent to the border town of Huangjiang over the decades were likely transported there.

Outside, hurried footsteps could be heard.

Yao Qingfeng was still in the courtyard when he exclaimed with delight, "Brother Li, a big fish! This time, Huang Liao sent us a big fish!"

In the side hall to the right of the main hall, Li Songjian's first wife, Madam Yang, and Yang Qingxi peered curiously through the window.

Yang, whose given name was Yang Lin, was born into the Sui clan.

She is Yang Qingxi's aunt.

Li Songjian frowned: "What kind of time is this to be doing these things? The Zuoqiu Clan and the Jiuli Clan's army could attack this area at any moment."

Yao Qingfeng entered the main hall and bowed to Li Songjian and Huo Dingnan: "We are members of the Jiuli tribe, what are we afraid of? Anyway, the taboo of Coffin Mountain is dead, the Rice Sect has been defeated, and we are essentially free."

"Has the death fire that Xu Fodu planted in your body been removed?" Li Songjian asked in a deep voice.

Yao Qingfeng said awkwardly, "The person will be delivered soon. It's too late to stop it now."

Li Songjian sighed helplessly, slammed down his teacup, and asked, "Who is it this time?"

Yao Qingfeng said, "A young man with a very high cultivation level, conservatively estimated to have cultivated the Dao Lotus, accompanied by a little girl with a pure immortal body, carrying a boundary bag, and proficient in setting up formations."

"Are you sure they're young people? You absolutely mustn't mess with these old guys who you can't afford to offend," Huo Dingnan said.

Yao Qingfeng smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, Huang Liao has seen countless people, and he certainly won't misjudge age."

No matter how strong a young martial artist is, how strong can they really be?
(End of this chapter)