Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 21: The Vulture Flying Boat Heads to the Fairy Valley, Huang Feng's First Dream Sets Sail

The Ascension Conference concluded successfully. Lin Fan and the other nine cultivators who had successfully advanced arrived at the agreed gathering place together.

Looking up, he saw a massive magical craft suspended in midair. The craft, more than ten feet in size, emanated a soft aura. Numerous mysterious and complex runes were engraved on its hull. As the runes flickered, a faint whiff of spiritual energy flowed through them, demonstrating its extraordinary power and exquisite construction.

The bow of the spaceship resembled a celestial eagle about to take flight, its shape so lifelike that it seemed poised to soar through the clouds. The sails, crafted from a special spiritual silk, fluttered gently in the breeze. Embroidered with the distinctive logo of the Yellow Maple Valley, they were striking from afar.

Led by the elders of the Yellow Maple Valley, Lin Fan and the others boarded the spaceship in an orderly manner. Stepping inside, they found the space spacious and elegantly furnished. The walls were inlaid with softly glowing moonstones, illuminating the entire cabin with a bright, airy quality. The floor was covered with a soft, comfortable spiritual carpet, and tables and chairs were placed throughout for everyone to relax.

As everyone found their seats, they couldn't contain their excitement and anticipation. After all, Huangfeng Valley was the sacred place where countless cultivators dreamed of cultivating immortality. Now that they were about to step into it and begin a brand new journey of cultivation, how could their emotions not surge?

Following the elder's order, the disciple controlling the spaceship activated the magic circle, and the spaceship slowly took off. Then, its speed suddenly increased, and it turned into a stream of light, flying towards the direction of Huangfeng Valley at lightning speed.

Lin Fan sat by the window, gazing at the mountains, rivers, and misty scenery whizzing by. He felt a growing longing for life in Yellow Maple Valley. He secretly resolved to diligently cultivate in Yellow Maple Valley, striving to improve his strength and never let this hard-earned opportunity go to waste.

Some of the other monks were chatting quietly, sharing their anticipation and excitement; others were resting with their eyes closed, concentrating their energy for the upcoming journey to Yellow Maple Valley. For a moment, the spaceship was filled with an atmosphere of both tension and excitement.

As the spacecraft flew at high speed, it wasn't long before a faint, rolling mountain range emerged in the distant sky. Above the mountains, mist rose, resembling a fairyland. Dotted among them were pavilions and towers. Illuminated by the sunlight, they radiated a sacred and mysterious aura. That was the Yellow Maple Valley, the place everyone longed for.

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In the chief's meeting hall, Lin Fan and the other ten successful candidates stood respectfully before Li Xuan, the chief of the Yellow Maple Valley, with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation.

Sect Leader Li Xuan sat on the sect leader throne right above the main hall, dressed in a gorgeous robe embroidered with golden maple leaf patterns. His face was kind yet dignified, and his eyes revealed deep wisdom and the calmness that came from years of experience.

He smiled at the ten young cultivators in front of him and slowly said, "It's truly not easy for the ten of you to stand out in the Immortal Ascension Conference and join our Yellow Maple Valley. It's also a blessing for our Yellow Maple Valley."

After saying that, he waved his hand lightly, and ten foundation-building pills emitting soft light slowly flew out from the storage magic tool beside him and landed steadily in front of Lin Fan and the other ten people.

Lin Fan gazed at the Foundation Establishment Pill before him. It was the size of a thumb, a brilliant blue hue, and emitting a pungent odor. The surrounding cultivators were also delighted and cautiously put the Foundation Establishment Pill away, fearing they might lose this incredibly precious elixir.

Sect Leader Li Xuan continued, "This foundation-building pill was specially prepared by my Huangfeng Valley as a reward for you disciples of the Ascension Conference.

The ten of you have three years, and you don't need to take on any chores during this period. I hope that with the help of this elixir, you can successfully build your foundation as soon as possible and add luster to our Huangfeng Valley.

However, you must remember that the path to immortality is long. You must not become complacent due to your temporary achievements, and you must not slack off in your cultivation. Everyone responded in unison: "We will follow the Master's instructions!"

Afterwards, Sect Leader Li Xuan introduced the basic situation and sect rules of Huangfeng Valley in detail to everyone, including the ways to obtain cultivation resources, the place for daily cultivation, the principles of getting along with fellow disciples, etc. Every detail was explained very clearly, allowing Lin Fan and others to have a deeper understanding and knowledge of Huangfeng Valley, and also made them full of expectations and confidence in their future cultivation life in Huangfeng Valley.

After completing the solemn ceremonies of meeting the headmaster and worshipping the ancestors, Lin Fan and others officially began their initiation process in the Yellow Maple Valley. They walked towards the Baiji Hall with great anticipation, where many items needed by new disciples were stored.

Stepping into the Baiji Hall, one will find it spacious and bright. The shelves around it are filled with all kinds of objects, emitting spiritual fluctuations of varying strengths, which are dazzling.

The deacon elder in charge of distributing the initiation items stood in front. He glanced at Lin Fan and the others, cleared his throat, and said, "Now that you have officially joined the Yellow Maple Valley, I will now distribute the initiation items to you. I hope you will practice diligently in the future and do not disappoint the sect's expectations."

After that, the deacon elder began distributing items to everyone one by one. The first item handed over was a yellow silk shirt. Holding it in his hands, the shirt felt extremely smooth, as if it were woven from the finest spiritual silk.

Looking closely, one can faintly see spiritual energy flowing through the silk threads, and it also emits a faint glow. It must be very comfortable to wear. This is a low-level robe, worth a few low-level spirit stones in the market.

Next came a Green Leaf magical instrument. It was leaf-shaped, emerald green, as if freshly plucked from a branch. Its veins were clearly visible, and it was engraved with tiny runes. Gently waving it, one could feel a gentle surge of spiritual energy. This was a low-level flying magical instrument, also worth a few low-level spirit stones.

Next came a set of daily refining tools, stored in an exquisite box. Opening the box revealed a variety of small hammers, tweezers, and furnace-like objects. While seemingly insignificant, these items played an indispensable role in the disciples' future work refining materials and repairing magical instruments, serving as essential aids in their cultivation. Then, the deacon elder produced two weapons: the Blazing Sun Sword and the Cold Moon Blade. These weapons were also low-level magical instruments, worth a few low-level spirit stones.

The last thing distributed was a ten-fold storage bag. The space in the storage bag was only one square meter, but it was enough for the disciples to store many cultivation resources, magic tools, and sundries, providing great convenience for their daily cultivation life.

Lin Fan and the others were overjoyed as they accepted these introductory items. They respectfully saluted the deacons and elders, thanking them for their gifts. Afterwards, carrying their respective gains and cherishing their dreams of a future life as immortal cultivators, they left the Hundred Machine Hall, preparing to find their own residence in Yellow Maple Valley and begin a new chapter of cultivation.

Before long, Lin Fan and the others were walking along a winding mountain path. The stone pavement beneath their feet had been polished smooth by time. The occasional chirping of insects from the grass beside the path brought a touch of life to the quiet forest. Before long, they arrived at the residence of the new disciples.

Looking out, one sees a lush, rolling mountain range, like a sleeping dragon lying across the earth. Above the mountains, clouds and mist linger like a veil, adding a touch of mystery to the landscape. Buildings are scattered throughout the mountainside, their stone houses spaced closely together, ensuring privacy while facilitating exchange and discussion among the disciples.

Each row of stone houses is built with neatly stacked stones, with mosses growing between the stones, adding a touch of soft green to these cold buildings.

The roof was covered in grey tiles, washed clean by the rain. The stone house's doors and windows were made of wood, simple yet durable. Carved with simple runes and patterns, they served both decorative purposes and contained a subtle spiritual power, providing protection against the intrusion of small demonic beasts.

Lin Fan approached his stone house and pushed open the heavy wooden door. With a creak, the door slowly swung open, letting in a faint smell of dust. The house wasn't large, but it was neatly arranged.

A wooden bed leaned against the wall, covered with a slightly rough blanket. Beside the bed sat a simple desk, lit by an oil lamp and some blank bamboo slips, presumably for the disciples to record their thoughts and experiences. In the corner of the room stood a simple wardrobe, used for storing clothing and other miscellaneous items.

After Lin Fan placed his belongings inside, he walked to the window and opened it. Fresh air instantly flooded in, leaving him feeling relaxed and refreshed. Looking out from here, he could see the distant mountains and the clouds swirling through the valleys. The scenery was breathtaking. But Lin Fan's thoughts drifted far away. Just now, in the meeting hall of Yellow Maple Valley, Sect Master Li Xuan had personally tested the spiritual roots of several people. Seven of them had dual spiritual roots, three had triple spiritual roots, and Lin Fan, as expected, had triple spiritual roots of "gold, wood, and fire."

In the world of immortal cultivation, while triple spiritual roots and double spiritual roots are both considered true spiritual roots, the difference between them cannot be underestimated. Double spiritual roots cultivate at a rate nearly twice that of triple spiritual roots. Double spiritual roots are generally considered superior spiritual roots, while triple spiritual roots are merely considered average spiritual roots.

This means that cultivators with dual spiritual roots often have a smoother path to immortality and can break through bottlenecks more easily, while cultivators with three spiritual roots need to put in more effort and time to catch up with the pace of cultivators with dual spiritual roots.

Because of this, cultivators with dual spiritual roots are highly valued by all major sects, receiving more resources and better training guidance. However, cultivators with triple spiritual roots often need to rely on their own hard work and luck to have the opportunity to stand out and carve out a niche in the world of immortal cultivation.

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Following the same method used to cultivate spirit stones, Lin Fan placed the several bottles of Qi Gathering Pills into the Qiankun Creation Cauldron for cultivation and upgrading. As the pills entered the Qiankun Creation Cauldron, the runes on the cauldron shone with a strange light, entwining and interweaving like silk threads, enveloping the Qi Gathering Pills within.

Lin Fan would use his spiritual sense to check the status of the elixir inside the cauldron every day. Three days later, he found a Qi Gathering Pill in his hand. This Qi Gathering Pill was the size of a thumb, emerald green, and exuded a refreshing fragrance.

He examined the pill carefully, his eyes filled with surprise. The medicinal power contained in this pill was several times greater than that of ordinary Qi Gathering Pills, and it was covered with traces of spiritual patterns. Lin Fan knew that a Qi Gathering Pill of this quality would be far more effective than ordinary pills. He was secretly delighted. With the help of this treasure, he estimated that it would only take a few months to break through to the thirteenth level of Qi Training. At that time, he could consume the Foundation Establishment Pill and break through to the Foundation Establishment stage!
This Qiankun Creation Cauldron can upgrade pills, and one pill can be upgraded every three days. It just so happens that Lin Fan swallows one pill every three days, forming a perfect cycle.

Lin Fan opened his mouth and swallowed the Qi Gathering Pill. The pill melted in his mouth, transforming into a surge of spiritual energy that exploded through his meridians. Lin Fan didn't dare to delay and immediately activated his skills to absorb the medicinal power.

He closed his eyes tightly, his expression focused, the spiritual energy within him surging along the path of the technique. The surging medicinal power was like a wild horse running free, pounding through his meridians and causing waves of excruciating pain. But Lin Fan gritted his teeth, relying on his unwavering willpower to forcibly guide his spiritual energy, gradually returning it to normal.

As the technique continued to work, the medicinal power was gradually refined and absorbed, blending into his spiritual power. Lin Fan could feel his mana steadily increasing. The spiritual power in his dantian became increasingly full, and his meridians became stronger and wider under the nourishment of the medicinal power.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Fan slowly opened his eyes, took a long breath, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes. He was very satisfied with the results of his previous practice. The magic power in his dantian had improved a lot.

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Through daily practice, Lin Fan continuously improved his cultivation. With the Qi-Gathering Pills from the Qiankun Creation Cauldron, his strength increased at a rate far exceeding ordinary expectations. During this time, he gradually became familiar with the environment of Yellow Maple Valley and interacted more frequently with his fellow disciples.

(End of this chapter)