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Chapter 416 The Elixir is Completed, Preparing to Head to the Auction [Requesting Monthly Tickets]

The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

When the cultivators from the Huangsha tribe visited, the sect gave them a grand reception.

At the same time, news of a cultivator at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage visiting the Myriad Poisons Sect spread.

This amazed many forces, who were secretly impressed. The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect was indeed a sect that had been passed down for thousands of years. Even in its weakened state, it was still a force to be reckoned with.

This action is considered perfectly normal, after all, how could such an old sect not have some foundation?

In recent years, as the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect has weakened, Corpse Valley, which has always harbored a probing mind, unusually instructed its members not to provoke the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect during this period of time when it learned of the visit of True Monarch Huangsha.

Although this True Lord Huangsha was only at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, his supernatural powers were astonishing. Combined with some strange secret techniques of the Huangsha tribe, his combat strength was comparable to that of the mid-Nascent Soul stage, so naturally no one wanted to offend him.

Besides, the Yellow Sand Tribe is extremely far away, and the two sides have no conflicting interests, so no one wants to provoke them.

However, while these major sects knew the power of the Yellow Sand Tribe, it was different for some small, independent cultivators.

Someone, though unknown, secretly spread the news that True Monarch Huangsha had brought seven disciples to visit Elder Cheng of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect to refine several Nascent Soul Pills.

In secret, quite a few rogue cultivators harbored greed.

Although they knew there were Nascent Soul cultivators among them, their disciples were still Core Formation cultivators.

If they are lucky and only their disciples act alone, they might still have a chance.

Within the sect.

Along with the Huangsha tribe's visit, there was a small team of over thirty Foundation Establishment cultivators, including both male and female cultivators.

This exotic atmosphere brought a lot of novelty to the sect.

"It's so beautiful here, with green mountains and clear waters everywhere."

"Yes, there is no dry sandstorm here, and the male cultivators here are all very handsome."

"I don't want to stay here, I want to go home."

"Silly sister, what's wrong?"

"This place is nice, but it's not home."

These female cultivators with exotic charm received a warm welcome from the many talented individuals within the sect.

Some of these female cultivators were tempted to stay, since they already knew their destiny before they came—they were here to arrange marriages.

These female cultivators from the Yellow Sand Tribe were all incredibly bold, daring to say anything. Some even went straight to Lin Chang'an's cave and offered to become his concubines.

This left Lin Chang'an both amused and exasperated.

"Oh my, Brother Xiao, I heard that a female cultivator invited you to admire the moon last night?"

The next day, an acquaintance named Yuan Hong came to visit with a big smile on her face, and even winked at him with a teasing tone.

Lin Chang'an smiled and waved his hand, saying, "I have no interest in taking concubines now. Perhaps I wouldn't mind if I had no hope of attaining enlightenment."

"What kind of talk is this, Brother Xiao?"

After meeting with the cultivators from the Huangsha tribe yesterday, Lin Chang'an intended to continue his cultivation, but unexpectedly, Yuan Hong came to visit him today.

“Brother Xiao, I didn’t mean to disturb your cultivation, but this Golden Sand Saintess heard that you came from the Demon Beast Sea Abyss and wanted to pay you a visit.”

Lin Chang'an was taken aback upon hearing this, and then a look of suspicion appeared on his face.

This reason seems reasonable, but for a disciple of a Nascent Soul cultivator, it shouldn't be too difficult to find a cultivator from the Demon Beast Sea Abyss to inquire about such matters.

Under Lin Chang'an's suspicious gaze, Elder Yuan Hong, who had just reached the Core Formation stage, couldn't help but show an embarrassed expression. He then rubbed his hands together and explained:
"Ahem, a Foundation Establishment female cultivator from the Yellow Sand Tribe is willing to stay. My cultivation has stagnated, and I guess this is how my life will be."

He then felt pity for her and prepared to take her as a concubine.

After hearing this, Lin Chang'an was speechless.

After all that, it turns out he was overthinking things. It turns out she wanted to win him over and arrange for a Foundation Establishment female cultivator to become her concubine.

To put it bluntly, they wanted to recruit him to go on blind dates within the sect.

You should have said so earlier, instead of making him worry about any problems.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, please make things clear in the future, otherwise I might think there's some kind of conspiracy involved."

Lin Chang'an glared at the man with annoyance, while Yuan Hong scratched her head awkwardly.

Wasn't what he said blunt enough?
Besides, so many people came yesterday, everyone knows what's going on.

These female cultivators with exotic charm, although only Foundation Establishment cultivators, are all extremely beautiful, and taking them as concubines would not be a bad deal.

As for finding a female cultivator who has reached the Core Formation stage, he would like to, but the problem is that there are very few female cultivators in the cultivation world, and they are considered a kind of strategic resource.

Lin Chang'an was speechless for a moment, but after thinking about it, he understood.

In the cultivation world, the strong are always revered. Foundation Establishment female cultivators want to find Core Formation cultivators, and Core Formation female cultivators want to find Nascent Soul cultivators.

Male cultivators who want to find a beautiful woman with good spiritual roots and strong cultivation are preferred. Some even think that being able to live off a woman is not bad.

This is the norm.

“Brother Xiao, we are, after all, elders of the sect, and we have to save face.”

Since Yuan Hong had already said all that, Lin Chang'an understood and nodded in agreement.

After all, they are guests from afar, and as a local sect elder, it is only right for him to entertain them. As for the so-called concubines, let's forget about it.

It wasn't that he didn't appreciate beautiful women, but finding a Foundation Establishment female cultivator would be useless for his cultivation, and would only cause him sadness after a hundred years, so there was absolutely no need for it.

You should at least look for a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Of course, the sword servant was an exception. Thinking of this, Lin Chang'an couldn't help but look at the cave where the sword servant was in seclusion, and his heart warmed.

Knowing that he was preparing to form his Nascent Soul over the years, this girl devoted herself to cultivation, striving to condense as much Heavenly Spiritual Qi as possible within her body.

After so many years of companionship, he is not a heartless person.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Xiao, I understand."

When Lin Chang'an glanced in the direction of the cave where the sword attendant was in seclusion, Fellow Daoist Yuan Hong immediately understood and revealed a knowing look.

At the same time, Yuan Hong secretly thought to herself that she had never expected this Brother Xiao to be such a sentimental person.

……

Inside the cave dwelling of Elder Cheng, the Grand Elder of the sect.

At this moment, all the spiritual herbs and medicinal materials had been prepared, and just as they were about to start the furnace, a figure came to visit.

"Master, there have been some rumors circulating within the sect over the years..."

Inside the cave filled with jade slips and herbs, in just a few short years, Teng Changfeng's eyes had grown more menacing. He knelt below, recounting his miserable state with a sorrowful expression.

"Idiot."

Elder Cheng put on a kind and benevolent expression, but when Teng Changfeng knelt down and begged, he didn't see the coldness in his master's eyes.

“Master, I have always been devoted to the sect, but now my golden core has been defiled. The Yellow Sand Tribe has produced generations of Nascent Soul cultivators, supposedly because they possess a secret technique.”

There are even rumors that this secret technique has the effect of cleansing the golden elixir; I hope my master will assist me.

Since his path to immortality was severed, Teng Changfeng still appears as a high-ranking Nascent Soul seed in the eyes of outsiders, but in private he is filled with torment.

Especially as time went by, his torment and urgency grew stronger, and he knew that the lie would eventually be exposed.

Status and prestige will vanish, and more importantly, he can't afford to wait any longer.

If they wait any longer, even if his injuries can be healed, he will miss the optimal age for Nascent Soul formation.

The arrival of the Huangsha tribe reminded him of some rumors, which is why he pleaded with his master.

"The secret techniques of the Yellow Sand Tribe!"

Upon hearing this, Elder Cheng Da's eyes flashed with a cold glint, while Teng Changfeng, unaware of this, tearfully pleaded.

"Please help me, Master."

"Hey, if the secret technique of the Yellow Sand Tribe really has such miraculous effects, why do you think other Nascent Soul cultivators haven't tried this approach over the past few thousand years?"

Elder Cheng Taishang shook his head and sighed in annoyance, then waved his hand and said:
"This secret technique has many limitations, it's not that easy. And you don't need to be pessimistic, I've recently made some progress."

"At the White Wall City trade fair in two years, I only need to purchase a few more spiritual herbs. I'm still about 70-80% confident that they can heal your injuries."

Upon hearing that he could still be saved, Teng Changfeng's face flushed red, and tears of excitement streamed down his face.

"This disciple knows that Master will definitely have a way. After this disciple forms his Nascent Soul, this disciple will certainly live up to Master's kindness in cultivating him and to the sect's nurturing..."

This feeling of having lost something and then regaining it made Teng Changfeng even more excited.

Elder Cheng Da shook his head and waved his hands after seeing this.

"Go down. Your master still needs to prepare pills for your Uncle Huangsha. Also, last time the Demonic Sect launched a sneak attack on the sect and looted the sect's treasure vault."

Especially since the Nascent Soul spiritual item I prepared for you was stolen, after helping you heal this time, the sect probably won't have much resources left."

These words are practically saying that after the injuries are healed, they will probably only be able to provide one or two ordinary Nascent Soul items at most, which cannot compare to before.

Upon hearing this, Teng Changfeng's expression changed drastically. He seemed about to say something, but then hesitated and stopped.

At this moment, his hatred for the Demonic Sect deepened even further.

As expected, these wicked villains are ruthless and only care about profit!
"Master, disciple..."

But the path of cultivation is inherently about competition; missing out can sometimes lead to a lifetime of regret, a truth he understands better than anyone.

Teng Changfeng hesitated for only a moment before he couldn't help but ask, "Master is a fourth-tier mid-grade alchemist. Is it appropriate for you to refine the Nascent Soul Pill for the Huangsha Tribe...?"

"Shut up!"

At this moment, Elder Cheng's expression changed drastically, which frightened Teng Changfeng so much that he immediately lowered his head and dared not say anything more.

In the somewhat oppressive atmosphere, Elder Cheng finally spoke in a deep voice:

"Let's not talk about this again. In recent years, your Dao heart has been unstable and you've become somewhat obsessed. You should go into seclusion and stabilize your state of mind first."

"Yes!"

Teng Changfeng dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction and respectfully retreated slowly.

However, as the figure disappeared, leaving only Elder Cheng in the cave, he couldn't help but snort coldly and mockingly said:
"They really dare to think that way!"

"Why get angry, Uncle Cheng? Isn't this part of the plan?"

A flash of cold light appeared, and the figure of Ice Butterfly True Monarch appeared in the cave. Facing the departing Teng Changfeng, his eyes were filled with only disdain and coldness.

"Old Ghost Huangsha has already promised me that he will refine two Nascent Soul Pills and will help the sect three times in the future."

Friendship is one thing, but others also have their own tribes and communities. They are unlikely to help you at the expense of their own interests, let alone risk their lives.

That's why Elder Cheng Da made this deal.

"Uncle Cheng is indeed cautious. It seems that this plan should be foolproof."

"The auction two years from now will indeed be an opportunity. I just hope that Master Xiao will not disappoint me."

Elder Cheng Da had a deep look in his eyes and let out a soft sigh.

He doesn't have much time left to live, and the sect is currently in a weak period of transition with a lack of successors. He doesn't want to just pass away like this, so naturally he has to plan for the future of the sect.

After learning about this, True Monarch Ice Butterfly pondered for a while before nodding and deciding on the plan.

Since I am weak, I should weaken the enemy while I still have the strength, otherwise they will really think that the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect has no temper.

This will deter the enemy and give the sect more breathing room.

At that time, whether it is the Sima clan or the Great Qian Dynasty, if they make a move against the two sects, the two sects will definitely join forces, which will at least have one benefit.

He could do his best to prevent the sect's power from shrinking rapidly after his death.

In the cultivation world, resources are ultimately paramount. With a few decades more of opportunity, a sect can accumulate wealth over several decades.

Therefore, Elder Cheng was fully aware of the situation.

At that time, a fragile balance will be achieved.

Seeing his junior apprentice Bingdie's somewhat silent expression, Cheng Qingsong burst into a rare, hearty laugh.

"The cultivation method I practice is not good at killing. Although I am a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, I have always been ridiculed. Even as I am about to pass away, I can still be a little arrogant."

Who knows, I might even make a name for myself then, which would be excellent, excellent for me!

Alchemist, a kind-hearted man, a coward his whole life, yet he could unleash ruthless methods at the end—the thought of this made Cheng Qingsong even happier.

He cultivated his whole life and finally became a Nascent Soul cultivator, but he had never had the chance to have fun with a cultivator of the same level. Now he finally had a chance.

"We can also take the opportunity to see what kind of skills and character this Master Xiao possesses. If he passes our test, we will naturally spare no expense to win him over."

Cheng Qingsong said with a smile.

Given the current state of the sect, it will take several hundred years to cultivate the next generation. Among those with the talent to form the Nascent Soul stage, the one he is most optimistic about is this True Person Xiao.

Ice Butterfly True Monarch's eyes flickered, and finally he nodded solemnly.

"If this Junior Brother Xiao is of good character, we might as well take a gamble since we're just keeping this Nascent Soul Pill in the sect anyway."

Internally, the situation among the four major powers is tense, while externally, the six sects of the demonic path are also making moves. What they are worried about is that they will not be given much time to develop.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Elder Cheng had always had the idea of ​​winning over Master Xiao.

However, his initial plan was that if his disciple Teng Changfeng could successfully form a Nascent Soul, together with Bingdie Zhenjun, they would have two Nascent Soul cultivators in one sect.

If this Master Xiao can pass the test, and with a bit more luck, he too can form a Nascent Soul. A family with three Nascent Soul cultivators would be enough to intimidate the outside world.

But plans can't keep up with changes; the disciple was an internal traitor and the main culprit behind the sect's decline.

"I do hope that this Master Xiao can successfully form his Nascent Soul. As a Nascent Soul cultivator who practices Yin-cold attribute techniques, at least your cold poison, Junior Nephew Bingdie, can be suppressed."

At this moment, Elder Cheng Da looked at his junior disciple with a meaningful gaze.

Upon hearing this, True Monarch Ice Butterfly's expression turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Uncle-Master, you should focus on refining pills. These words are premature. It's all just empty talk until you've formed your Nascent Soul."

……

Lin Chang'an was unaware that the two Nascent Soul True Monarchs within the sect already harbored intentions to win him over.

It's because of the nature of this sect. If it were a family or a cultivation dynasty, a force that emphasizes bloodline inheritance, they wouldn't even be considered. Even if they tried to win them over, they wouldn't be able to get into the core circle.

In the valley.

At this moment, Lin Chang'an and Yuan Hong, along with the Golden Sand Saintess and eight female Foundation Establishment cultivators behind her, were enjoying the scenery of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao is truly witty. Are the sea beasts of the Abyss Sea really that big?"

Along the way, Lin Chang'an subtly declined the offer of a concubine, but he still diligently fulfilled his duties as an elder of the local sect. He and Yuan Hong then showed her around the sect's scenery.

However, this beautiful and charming Golden Sand Saintess had a curious and innocent look in her eyes, and the eight Foundation Establishment female cultivators behind her also showed curiosity.

For those living in harsh environments of endless deserts, water resources are incredibly precious, and the longing for the boundless ocean like the deep sea is clearly even deeper.

Everyone was especially amazed when they heard Lin Chang'an describe the large sea monsters unique to the Abyss Sea.

"All things in heaven and earth have spirits, just like your place is rich in poisonous scorpions and lizards. These sea beasts are gifts from heaven and earth and are extremely large in size."

However, the difficulty of transforming into human form is also much higher than that of a demon beast of the same level..."

Just as Lin Chang'an was accompanying him, Teng Changfeng flew out from the mountain peak of the Supreme Elder.

"This is Fellow Daoist Teng, a personal disciple of the Supreme Elder. He was in seclusion before, but I didn't expect him to have already come out of seclusion."

Upon seeing the approaching group from afar, Yuan Hong introduced them with a broad smile, while also sending a telepathic message to Teng Changfeng to introduce the group.

Lin Chang'an remained silent, thinking to himself, "Isn't this Fellow Daoist Yuan Hong just rubbing salt into someone's wounds?"

These cultivators from the Yellow Sand Tribe all came here hoping to form a Nascent Soul, but you, instead, have directly pitted the two against each other.

"So it's Senior Brother Teng."

Upon learning the other party's identity, the Golden Sand Saintess greeted him with a smile and cupped her hands in a gesture of respect, while Teng Changfeng landed in front of her.

This Golden Sand Saintess was stunningly beautiful, with snow-white skin and a sun and moon wheel ornament made of red gold hanging on her forehead, with the edges inlaid with dark green turquoise and fiery red coral.

A perfectly round drop of amber falls precisely at the center, resting between the eyebrows, as if sealing the ancient soul of the desert.

It's clearly an extraordinary treasure.

In front of outsiders, Teng Changfeng maintained a calm and composed demeanor, seemingly confident about achieving the Nascent Soul stage.

"Junior Sister Jinsha".

However, when he saw that even the decorations of this Golden Sand Saintess were treasures, a feeling of jealousy arose in his heart.

This is also due to the influence of inner demons during this period.

Both were nascent soul seeds, yet they ended up in such a state. Even if they could be healed, there's nothing good about the nascent soul spirit.

The other party possessed a wealth of treasures and was personally plotted by a Nascent Soul cultivator.

How could he remain calm?

"Fellow Daoist Vine."

Lin Chang'an also smiled and cupped his hands in greeting. However, while Teng Changfeng could put on an act when facing others, his face clearly fell when he saw Lin Chang'an.

This made Yuan Hong extremely embarrassed. He had been so focused on the introduction that he had forgotten that this Fellow Daoist Xiao had a very good relationship with another Supreme Elder of the sect.

When the Golden Sand Saintess, an outsider, saw this scene, her light golden pupils shimmered with tiny, star-like gold dust.

There seemed to be quicksand swirling in his eyes, and as if sensing something, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

As if sensing something, Lin Chang'an glanced at it and was secretly alarmed.

It's unclear whether it's a pupil technique or a strange secret art from the legends of the Yellow Sand Tribe.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Xiao. I heard that you are also preparing to form your Nascent Soul. Congratulations in advance!"

Teng Changfeng bowed with a forced smile, but inwardly he sneered. No matter how bad he was, his master would prepare two Nascent Soul spiritual items for him.

It's definitely better than that rogue cultivator, who I heard only has a low-grade lightning tribulation wood.

"The path to the Nascent Soul stage is incredibly difficult; I'm just unwilling to give up and want to try my luck once."

Lin Chang'an smiled modestly, completely disregarding Teng Changfeng.

After all, his Nascent Soul Pill was entirely thanks to this fellow Daoist, so he should thank him in the end.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Hong smiled and began to compliment each other.

Since they were all Core Formation cultivators who had lived for over a hundred years, they naturally wouldn't lack even this much manners, and they all nodded with smiles.

However, Lin Chang'an also took this opportunity to find an excuse to continue his secluded cultivation.

It's best for him not to get involved in the sect's affairs, and right now nothing is more important than his Nascent Soul stage.

……

A month later.

Suddenly, a powerful surge of spiritual energy emanated from the Supreme Elder's spiritual peak, followed by a beam of radiant alchemical light shooting straight into the sky.

As the aftershocks of this energy spread, it was clear that the surrounding flowers, plants, and trees trembled, seemingly ready to grow vigorously once more.

Lin Chang'an, who witnessed this scene from outside the cave, couldn't help but marvel.

"A fourth-tier pill is already considered to have the effect of seizing the power of heaven and earth."

This kind of radiant light and aura, along with its influence, is something that even a top-tier third-grade elixir could not achieve.

Of course, this was also a deliberate act by Elder Cheng, a means to stabilize people's hearts.

At the same time, the unobstructed movement of this fourth-order alchemical aura also aroused the astonishment of countless cultivators within the sect.

"A fourth-tier spiritual pill, it must be the Grand Elder who refined the Nascent Soul Pill."

"As expected of the Supreme Elder."

"How many fourth-tier alchemists are there in the entire Guardian Alliance? Our Grand Elder is one of them."

The cultivators of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect all showed expressions of pride, and some of the older cultivators even had a look of reminiscence in their eyes.

Looking back a hundred years, the sect was so prosperous. The fourth-level alchemist, the Grand Elder, and the Ice Butterfly True Monarch emerged out of nowhere and were even crowned as the number one genius of the Protectorate Alliance.

There were also three Nascent Soul seedlings in the sect. At that time, many people had already seen that the sect might one day have five Nascent Soul cultivators.

Even if it's not perfect, it shouldn't be a big problem if one out of the three succeeds, after all, there's a mid-grade fourth-level alchemist here.

With three Nascent Soul cultivators in one family, they are considered among the top elites of the Guardian Alliance.

As a result, in just over a hundred years, the once glorious sect fell into decline, Ice Butterfly True Monarch was assassinated, and the sect's senior brother also met with misfortune.

After that, the second senior brother went into seclusion for twenty years and formed his Nascent Soul, but he perished under the tribulation of inner demons.

"Alas, I hope that Senior Brother Teng can restore the sect's prestige."

Many of the older cultivators in the sect placed their hopes on Teng Changfeng.

This is also why the Supreme Elder did not deal with Teng Changfeng; firstly, countless cultivators within the sect still possessed fighting spirit.

At the same time, it also serves as a deterrent to the outside world; who knows when they might reach the Nascent Soul stage?

"Nascent Soul Pill!"

When Teng Changfeng, who had just emerged from the cave, saw this scene, he couldn't help but show his resentment, because this Nascent Soul spirit object belonged to an outsider and was not his at all.

"Master, you really don't have any faith in your disciple!"

In Teng Changfeng's view, his master's friendly relations with the Huangsha tribe were clearly a way to leave the sect a way out and bring in outside help.

……

Meanwhile, the Huangsha tribe cultivators who had been residing at the sect's meeting peak during this time all showed expressions of amazement and envy upon witnessing this commotion.

"I wish our Huangsha tribe could have a fourth-level alchemist someday."

"You're overthinking it. Even if it were true, our living environment couldn't support a fourth-level alchemist."

While everyone else looked on with envy, the True Lord of Yellow Sands had a solemn expression and let out a soft sigh.

Although there was an exchange of benefits involved, this old friend's actions also prove that his lifespan is truly running out.

For those who have reached a certain level of cultivation, having a close friend is extremely rare.

pity!

"Jinsha, what are your thoughts on the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect lately?"

With a calm expression, Huangsha Zhenjun turned around, wanting to ask his disciple for his opinion.

After all, his disciple had awakened the golden bloodline passed down from his ancestors.

“Master, the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect has a solid foundation. Although the upheaval a hundred years ago caused a break, the sect will recover in a hundred or two hundred years at most.”

"but!"

At this point, the tribe's holy maiden revealed an interested smile and teased:

“Master, you’ve probably been hiding a lot. In my opinion, this Senior Brother Teng’s Golden Core has been defiled, and he has developed inner demons, yet this Supreme Elder is completely indifferent to it.”

This is clearly a problem. During this time, she has also figured out most of the situation within the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

"Haha, as expected of the most outstanding saintess in our tribe in three thousand years, I believe your eyes will surely lead the tribe to rise again."

The usually gloomy Huangsha Zhenjun suddenly grinned, revealing a satisfied smile.

"However, I cannot see through this Master Xiao with my eyes."

However, the Golden Sand Saintess changed the subject and frowned. She had wanted to learn more about this person recently, but unfortunately, he had made an excuse to go into seclusion.

“That’s normal. A rogue cultivator who has come this far to prepare for Nascent Soul formation must have some confidence.”

The Yellow Sand True Monarch remained calm about this, and the successor of the Yin Soul Sect probably possessed a spiritual sense far exceeding that of ordinary late-stage Core Formation cultivators.

Furthermore, since there was no direct confrontation, it's normal that the Golden Sand Saintess couldn't see through it.

"Our alliance with the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is also a form of mutual support, since those traitors from the Black Sand Tribe have always wanted to reclaim the Holy Land."

The situation here at the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is chaotic and difficult, and the vast desert where they live is not so peaceful either.

Several years ago, a rebellion broke out in the tribe, splitting into the present-day Yellow Sand Tribe and Black Sand Tribe.

The royal bloodline had once dwindled, and Jinsha was a descendant of the royal family. She had awakened the royal family's legacy and was the saint with the purest bloodline in a thousand years.

……

The news that the Supreme Elder of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect had refined two Nascent Soul Pills spread like wildfire, mainly because it was intentional.

Once the news spread, it attracted the covetous eyes of countless independent cultivators, and some forces secretly weighed the alliance between the two major powers.

Even Corpse Valley, which had been coveting the resources of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, has temporarily quieted down.

The cultivators from the Huangsha tribe had been here for a year, and after preparing all the necessary resources, they packed up and prepared to leave.

There were more than thirty Foundation Establishment cultivators when they came, but the number was much smaller when they left.

However, the Foundation Establishment female cultivators who came with them all stayed behind, and most of them became concubines of some Golden Core elders of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and there was even a Daoist partner who had just formed her Core.

Similarly, the seven Core Formation cultivators and three Pseudo-Core Formation cultivators from the Huangsha tribe all returned with their own concubines or even Daoist partners.

Sometimes there's no need to use sect pressure at all.

Given the survival-of-the-fittest law of the cultivation world, many Foundation Establishment female cultivators within the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect were extremely tempted, as this was an excellent opportunity.

With Core Formation cultivators practically offering themselves up, it's far better than staying within the sect and finding a cultivator of the same level.

Although female cultivators are rare, everyone wants to find a Core Formation cultivator, but how many can actually be found?

Moreover, although the cultivators of the Huangsha tribe have a rugged appearance, they cherish these Southern Region female cultivators who are well-educated, skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and are also kind and understanding.

They are far better than the female cultivators in my own tribe who don't understand any subtlety at all.

Flowers outside are always better than flowers at home; this seems to be an age-old truth.

Lin Chang'an clearly felt that these exotic female cultivators were more charming, but unfortunately, these people had been looking at them for hundreds of years and were already tired of them.

Humans are inherently curious about new and unusual things.

……

Time passed slowly, and nothing major happened during this period. Since the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and the Yellow Sand Tribe formed a deep alliance, the surrounding area has become much calmer and more peaceful.

【Lifespan: 319/1029】

[Realm Level: Late Golden Core (91/100)]

With the White Wall City auction about to begin, Lin Chang'an finally emerged from seclusion.

"The cultivation speed has indeed slowed down. At this rate, it will probably take more than ten or twenty years of seclusion to reach the peak of the late Core Formation stage."

At this moment, Lin Chang'an's eyes flickered. He could clearly sense that he estimated he would be able to cultivate to the peak of the late Core Formation stage in about ten years.

But based on his past experience and the intuitive data, he knew that he could actually go even further.

Therefore, if he had a stable environment for cultivation, he would naturally not mind cultivating for a longer period of time.

"Brother Xiao, you've finally emerged from seclusion. You really missed out on the pleasures of the female cultivators in the Yellow Sand Tribe by not taking in a concubine or two."

Let me tell you, these female cultivators are all seemingly gentle and tender, yet extremely bold and uninhibited; the experience is truly intoxicating.

Outside the cave, Yuan Hong, who had come to inform Lin Chang'an that the White Wall City auction was about to begin, was making a teasing remark with a smile on her face.

This scene left Lin Chang'an both amused and exasperated, but recalling the exotic female cultivators he had seen before, they were indeed quite striking.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, it's only been a few years, but you seem quite dejected now."

However, what's even more eye-catching is this Fellow Daoist Yuan, who didn't look like this before when he was in the market.

Faced with Lin Chang'an's teasing, Elder Yuan Hong could only wave her hand helplessly.

"I've been cultivating for almost four hundred years. How many more years can I have to live a good life? My cultivation has stagnated. Unless I have a stroke of good fortune, but how many such opportunities are there in the world, and how many I happen to encounter..."

Yuan Hong's mindset is also the norm for most cultivators.

When one's cultivation stagnates or encounters a bottleneck that one cannot break through for a long time, and one is already old and has no hope of immortality, one will begin to enjoy life in order to make up for the days of hard work.

Lin Chang'an could understand this, after all, he had the same thought when he faced a bleak future.

This is also a normal mindset for cultivators.

"The White Wall City Auction is about to begin. Time really flies."

After tidying up, Lin Chang'an prepared to head to Baibi City at the time agreed upon with Bingdie Zhenjun.

Although he felt helpless, he already possessed the Nascent Soul Pill, but he couldn't openly mention it, so he had to feign anticipation.

Well, if we can prepare an extra Nascent Soul Pill, it will be a good resource. We can keep it for our sword servants to use in the future, or exchange it for the materials needed to break through the Phoenix Cry Bird's level.

　Thank you to fellow Daoist '夏凉ii' for the 100 spirit stones reward and to fellow Daoist '书友20251002690' for the 100 spirit stones reward.

　　Thank you to all the fellow cultivators who have supported me. By the way, I'd like to ask for your monthly votes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)