Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chongxiao City is sandwiched between Ju State, Boluo State and the Western Regions, and is a typical no-man's land.

It’s not that the various forces don’t want to intervene, but that they can’t.

In addition to being close to the Black Abyss, which is particularly hot due to irregular beast tides, the history of Chongxiao City itself also determines that these three forces cannot touch it at all.

Thousands of years ago, Chongxiao City was unremarkable except for its unusually northern location. Due to its harsh natural conditions, Chongxiao City developed a unique set of survival strategies.

Simply put, it means that everyone is cultivating immortality.

The people of Chongxiao City had a hard time begging for food from the snowfields, and had to face invasions from monsters from time to time. Their lives could not be said to be worse than death, but they could be described as being in dire straits.

Repeatedly sitting up and down on the brink of survival, the knowledgeable people in Chongxiao City are determined to change the status quo.

After a not very careful analysis, these knowledgeable people found out without surprise that the best solution was to move the entire city south and let Chongxiao City return to the embrace of heaven and earth.

The problem is that those who can take root here are mostly stubborn people, rare in the world.

Since leaving was impossible, the ancestors of Chongxiao City changed their thinking and were surprised to find that there was one thing they were not rich in, but at least they had caught up with the average level of the human race.

Qifu and Gengu, the appearance of these two things does not matter where you are from. As long as a person can grow them, this combination of punches can hit hard and painfully.

Times make heroes. It was not only a golden age for the world of immortal cultivation, the chaos brought disaster to the entire human race, but also brought opportunities forged with blood and tears.

Adhering to the concept of universal immortal cultivation, the ancestors of Chongxiao City took the initiative to attack, fighting for their lives in repeated life-and-death trials. Chongxiao City's population was once drastically reduced, and the city was almost destroyed.

After three generations, the ancestors of Chongxiao City slaughtered all the monsters within a radius of 100 miles, and established a firm foothold here through the whole nation's cultivation of immortals.

According to relevant historical records, in the golden age of Chongxiao City, those who formed the elixir at the age of thirty could only be called mediocre. There were no less than a hundred cultivators who knew the gods, no less than a hundred cultivators who worshipped Taoism, and dozens of cultivators who were proficient in the myriad things.

Even during the golden age, when powerful individuals abounded, Chongxiao City remained a dominant force. Cultivators from all corners of the world flocked here in an endless stream, bringing with them precious spiritual plants, beasts, and various materials. It became a hub for academic exchange and the circulation of materials within the cultivation world.

With the end of the Golden Age, the Yin and Yang energies returned to the world and all things revived. However, the world of cultivating immortals was depleted of talent and had to compete with the rising imperial power for the right to speak.

The glory of Chongxiao City also dimmed, no longer possessing its former glory. However, it was on the brink of the Black Abyss and faced a huge threat. The overall strength of the cultivators was much stronger than the "pampered cultivators" of the sects, and it still stood as an independent city in the northern border.

"It's so cold!" Lian Gou's teeth chattered, his neck tucked into his cloak like a fat sparrow preparing for winter. "How come this place is even colder than Yizhangyuan during the coldest days of winter?"

"It's really too cold," Qin Feng said calmly, pulling at his white fox fur coat. "It's clearly not even August yet, so Qingzhou is only in late autumn... Chongxiao City is only slightly north of Qingzhou, so why is it so cold?"

Qin Feng was a sophisticated lady from a wealthy family. Even though she had an ice-attributed constitution, she didn't feel cold at all and was dressed appropriately: a goose yellow jacket embroidered with floral patterns, paired with a red and green skirt made of southern brocade with seven ripped stripes, a string of white jade carp hanging around her waist, a white fox fur coat on the outside, and velvet flowers dotted her black hair. Apart from the sword in her hand, she looked like a beautiful girl, and one who saw her would feel warm in their hearts.

"It is said that due to the influence of the Black Abyss, winter in Chongxiao City comes early and leaves late, making it exceptionally long."

Wei Xi, who had consulted relevant information, was well prepared: he changed his usual gray Taoist robe into a plain green cotton robe, and put on a sandalwood-colored satin cloak with flowers and birds painted on it, and wore animal skin boots. Only then did he arrive at the south gate of Chongxiao City warmly.

"Just saying a few words, and all I can see is white fog..." "Let's go into the city and find a place to stay first," the paper man urged, "If you stay any longer, you'll probably freeze to death!"

Unexpectedly, the first hurdle the three encountered in Chongxiao City was entering the city.

"Disciples who obey the Wanjian Sect's orders must pay extra spirit stones as a deposit!"

The cultivator guarding the city gate spoke calmly. Seeing Qin Feng's surprise, he shook his head and said, "Are you coming here without asking around? Chongxiao City and the Wanjian Sect don't share the same interests. This extra spirit stone represents our stance!"

What kind of book would cover this kind of thing? Besides, the Qingcheng Sect has always been following the Wanjian Sect around, picking up trash and asking for money from them. Why would they teach their disciples these things?
"...How can the grudge between the Wanjian Sect and Chongxiao City be attributed to us, the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect?" Qin Feng's temper could not tolerate such grievances. He said bluntly: "Chongxiao City is too overbearing!"

Unexpectedly, the monk's expression remained unchanged as he replied, "This is the rule. If you have any objections, we won't listen! If you don't have any objections, then pay the spirit stones and enter the city!"

Wei Xi stepped forward to block Qin Feng and said, "You are accepting spirit stones from the disciples of the Wanjian Sect who have been ordered to do so. May I ask if you also accept spirit stones from the disciples of the Wanjian Sect?"

"Fellow Daoist, even the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has to hand over this spirit stone, let alone their disciples?"

Wei Xi sighed and said, "Could you please explain, fellow Daoist, how many spirit stones are there per person?"

"One mid-grade spirit stone per person!"

Now it was the turn of Wei Xi and the other two to be speechless: You, Chongxiao City, have offended so many cultivators, and all you do is accept a spirit stone?
Could it be that Chongxiao City was built just to humiliate the Wanjian Sect?
You should know that any sect with some financial resources will receive a monthly allowance of no less than ten high-quality spirit stones for its new disciples, with the exception of the Qingcheng Sect.

Wei Xi and the other two were in the business of selling talismans after all, so they really didn't need these three spirit stones.

Wei Xi immediately stepped back, putting some distance between him and the cultivator, saying, "You know me! Where does the Qingcheng Sect get the spirit stones to support its disciples? We're not going to enter this city!"

Seeing this, Qin Feng and the other two became secretly alert and retreated like Wei Xi.

The "monk" in front of him was still cheerful, "Guests are welcome. Since you don't have any spirit stones, then leave your jewelry behind!"

Before he finished speaking, pale golden spiritual power rose from behind him and immediately condensed into dozens of long swords that stabbed towards Wei Xi and the other two.

This kind of unethical behavior often has miraculous effects. The fraud suddenly escalates into a violent crime, which most people cannot withstand.

Wei Xi held up his spiritual power and prepared to withstand this wave of attacks, but Qin Feng didn't think so. Gao Han unsheathed his ice-blue spiritual power and swept it across, cutting the golden spiritual power in half, and then condensed it into hundreds of ice knives, flying towards the opponent.

The "monk" underestimated the group of three and tried to escape.

Qin Feng sneered, stepped forward with his sword, and with a look of broken defense, he was going to take his life with the second sword.

Seeing that this person's life was in danger, Wei Xi only heard the sound of metal colliding with stone, followed by a female voice, "Wait a minute, fellow Daoist! Leave this money-feeding beast alive!"

(End of this chapter)