Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 59 Divine Treasures and Mysteries
Halfway up the mountain path, the gravel turned into long steps. Feng Changhai told the caravan to wait while he went to the mountain gate to report.

Not long after, a young man dressed in silk came down.

This boy, around fourteen or fifteen years old, with rosy lips and white teeth, preferred to look up at people.

He ignored everyone, waved for the bodyguards to step back, walked over, lifted the black cloth covering the carriage, and peeked inside.

Then I took another look.

After three or four times, he finally put down the black cloth, still pointing his nose at people, and grumbled, "It's not good to go through the mountain gate. You can take the side path there. There are people I sent waiting inside."

Feng Changhai nodded with a forced smile, while urging his brothers to drive the cart and winking at his son.

Feng Xi didn't go with his father; he stayed behind with Pei Xia.

Seeing that Pei Xia and the others were still beside him, the young man glanced at them a few more times and asked, "What's wrong?"

Pei Xia smiled and said, "Immortal Child, we are disciples from the Northern Master City, traveling on our way. We met Chief Escort Feng on the road, so we stopped by the Snow Swallow Sect to celebrate Senior Xu's birthday."

Upon hearing that he came from Beishi City, the boy's eyes immediately cleared up, but he still spoke as if he had something in his mouth: "Oh, Beishi City, that is indeed a good place. My Xueyan Sect also has a close relationship with Beishi City."

After speaking, he carefully examined Pei Xia: "What is your cultivation level?"

“Zhen Gang,” Pei Xia replied truthfully.

This time he lowered his raised chin a little: "Well... that's not bad."

Judging from Pei Xia's appearance, he was only in his early twenties, yet he had already reached the Zhen Gang Realm, which was extremely rare among the senior brothers in the sect.

Pei Xia then introduced the people around her: "This is my junior sister, this girl is my disciple, and these two, Xiao Feng and Lao Xu, are attendants arranged by their families."

Feng Xi was still very reserved, nodding to the boy with his neck hunched. In addition, he didn't know where this "Old Xu" came from, and he secretly glanced at Xu Zhuofeng.

Xu Zhuofeng was much calmer and clasped his hands in a fist salute to his servant.

With the background of Beishi City and the fact that he was a young cultivator at the Zhen Gang Realm, the boy finally put away his arrogance and spoke clearly: "Senior brother has come a long way and must be tired. Since you have come to offer birthday wishes, have you prepared any birthday gifts?"

Celebrating the old sect leader's birthday is not something you can do at will. For a major sect like Xueyan Sect, some smaller sects don't even have the means to offer their respects.

Although Beishi City is impressive enough, it's best to leave your gifts before heading up the mountain to avoid taking up the guest rooms.

Pei Xia really wasn't prepared.

"Uh, this birthday gift..." he said, turning to look at Xu Zhuofeng beside him, "Old Xu?"

Xu Zhuofeng understood from his expression. After thinking for a moment, he reached into his robe, pulled out a cloth bag, and handed it to the boy: "This is a Fangcun Pill, which can expand the Qi Palace. It is of excellent quality and should be considered a 'Mysterious Treasure'."

The child didn't know what Fangcun Dan was.

The child didn't know what the Qi Mansion was.

But he heard "Xuanbao" very clearly, and he was filled with awe.

The second level of the Su Master realm requires the ability to refine pills, while the third level should be able to refine weapons. Both the raw materials and the finished products are rare treasures in the Nine Provinces.

However, even among treasures, there are differences in quality. In order to distinguish their levels, all treasures in the world are collectively referred to as "divine treasures and mysteries".

The lowest level is "rare object". The black peach wood short staff that Lu Li obtained from Zhang Guohan was a rare object-level magic weapon.

Moving upwards, they are in the order of "Mysterious Treasure", "Precious Item", and "Divine Relic".

Of course, while this name sounds impressive, it is actually a classification system artificially created by cultivators for ease of categorization, so it lacks strict distinguishing criteria and is not very rigorous.

It's common for unscrupulous merchants to claim ordinary goods as divine artifacts; it's a frequent occurrence. But right now, this is a birthday celebration, who would be so audacious as to try and swindle us here?

The boy, unsuspecting, carefully took the cloth bag, opened it, and found a golden pill inside, brimming with spiritual energy—nothing ordinary.

After examining it carefully from all sides, he wrapped it up again and handed it back to Xu Zhuofeng: "This precious item can be presented to our grandmaster by your senior brother at the lottery tomorrow."

Pei Xia seemed to have heard a strange word: "Gambling? What does that mean?"

"Just for fun," the boy stepped aside and gestured for them to follow him up the mountain path. "Senior brother, let's go up the mountain together, and I'll explain everything to you in detail."

Pei Xia hadn't been involved in such lively events in a bustling major state for a long time, and the so-called "gambling" was actually nothing unusual in such a grand sect event.

To put it simply, the Snow Swallow Sect sets up a sparring arena where talented young people from various families can present their gifts and then compete. Whoever wins can choose one of the many gifts from the old sect leader as a prize.

These kinds of competitions are mostly just for livening up the atmosphere and don't prove anything.

It's a bit like during Chinese New Year, when the elders in the family urge someone to perform a talent so that the old folks can have a good laugh.

“However, this year should be more solemn,” Xiao Tong said. “Both the Well Gang and the Shiming Mansion have strong rising stars this year. In addition, the main family did not pay attention to them in the past two years, and they were defeated in the first battle in the pre-birthday competition. The rumors were not good. Therefore, this year the master asked the sect to pay more attention. During the birthday competition, the mountain protection formation will be activated to facilitate the senior brothers to fight.”

Upon hearing that there was a martial arts competition to watch, Lu Li, who was following behind Pei Xia, was the first to beam with joy.

Xu Shangxin's eyes also flickered. She had only recently begun her cultivation and had no experience in how to fight others. She thought that watching other young talents compete would be beneficial.

Only Pei Xia and Xu Zhuofeng exchanged a glance, their expressions slightly different.

A sect of Xueyan Sect's stature possesses a large-scale protective array, which consumes a great deal of resources to activate each time. Yet, it is used as a basis for such a childish game as a pre-birthday competition.

If you're really worried that the younger generation might go too far, you can just arrange for a few senior elders with profound knowledge to watch over them by the arena. Why make such a fuss?

Xiao Tong didn't think he had said anything wrong at all. As he walked up the steps, he enthusiastically introduced the scenery along the mountain path to Pei Xia and the others.

Nestlé Mountain has a unique mountain landscape due to the presence of glacial veins. Especially when you approach the summit, the temperature drops sharply, and snow begins to accumulate on both sides of the long steps. The higher you go, the thicker the snow layer becomes.

When we saw the mountain gate, the surrounding area was already covered in white snow.

The scenery in May is so beautiful that it is astonishing and admirable.

Xiao Tong whispered a few words to his fellow disciples in front of the mountain gate, then turned to greet Pei Xia again, his expression slightly subtle: "Senior brother, I apologize for something. Recently, many friends from the martial arts world have come to celebrate my birthday, and there is only one guest room left on the mountain."

One room.

Pei Xia didn't care, and Lu Li certainly didn't care either. Although Xu Shangxin grew up in the Prime Minister's mansion, she never had that spoiled habit. She was lucky to have a roof over her head after enduring wind and rain all this way, so she wouldn't say anything.

Pei Xia then turned to look at Feng Xi and Xu Zhuofeng.

Xu Zhuofeng scratched his head and said, "Then I'll sleep in the stable."

Our ancestor is truly down-to-earth.

Feng Xi looked distressed: "Such heavy snow, such cold weather, sleeping in the stable?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Old Xu looking at him with a loving expression: "Don't worry, I'll take care of you."

The young镖头 (bodyguard) shuddered.

I've been updating a bit late these past two days, and I feel a little bad for those of you who have been waiting for updates. I'll add an extra chapter today.

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