Immortality and Cultivation: Starting with Improving Spiritual Root Aptitude

The bead floats in the center of the Yellow Court, and inside it are five-colored seeds, corresponding to the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire and earth.

At this moment, the fire elemental essence that had just been absorbed was slowly merging into the Five Elements Bead. The seed gradually unfolded, transforming into a flower bud about to bloom. As the source power was poured in, a crimson petal slowly opened, stopping only when it was slightly open.

Immediately afterwards, the Five Elements Pearl suddenly burst forth with dazzling crimson spiritual light, slowly rotating in the Yellow Court, and a condensed crimson radiance was launched, directly entering Wu Fan's dantian.

A warm and strange power instantly swept over his body. This feeling was exactly the same as when he absorbed the power of origin before. However, this time his cultivation had improved slightly, and the enhancement of the Five Elements Beads was more gentle. He did not fall into a daze as usual.

Wu Fan immediately examined his own spiritual energy, and strands of shimmering white spiritual energy circulated around his dantian.

One, two, three... twenty-three, twenty-four! A total of twenty-four strands of spiritual energy, three more than before.

"Hahaha......"

He couldn't help but chuckle. His spiritual root aptitude had improved once again, and his cultivation speed would surely reach a new level in the future.

After calming his mind, Wu Fan's vigilance grew even stronger.

These past few days, he has been frequently purchasing supplies in the market. Although he disguises himself and conceals his aura each time, and deliberately buys from different shops, and is careful when leaving, the cultivation world is full of secret methods, and it is hard to guarantee that he will not be targeted. Leaving the Falling Star Valley market as soon as possible is the safest course of action.

He immediately got up and walked quickly to Niu Dazhuang's room next door.

He first knocked lightly on the door, and after Niu Dazhuang inside responded, he quickly pushed the door open.

Niu Dazhuang was rubbing his eyes, still looking dazed from just waking up: "Brother Wu? It's so late, what's wrong?"

"Hurry up and pack your things, we need to leave Falling Star Valley Market immediately."

Wu Fan's tone was somewhat hurried, and he reached out to pull him.

Niu Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, then quickly grabbed his collar: "Immediately? It's almost nightfall, why the rush?"

He was thinking of going to the market tomorrow to buy some more trinkets for Bai Tao and Bai Shao, but now he was filled with doubt.

"I'll explain in detail on the way, I'm afraid things might change if I delay."

Without saying a word, Wu Fan grabbed Niu Dazhuang and started walking outside.

Although Niu Dazhuang was unwilling, he knew that Wu Fan was always meticulous, so he stopped asking questions and quickly followed.

The two led out the spirit horse they had fed beforehand, mounted it, and galloped along the official road towards Qingxi County.

The night wind howled past, and the Falling Star Valley Market behind the two gradually disappeared into the night.

Meanwhile, the two cultivators from the Tiger and Wolf Gang, following the compass's guidance, quickly found the Wind Rest Tower.

But just as they reached the door of the guest room, the red dot that had been jumping on the compass suddenly disappeared, and the pointer returned to stillness.

"Hey? Come quick, the red dot on the tracking device is gone!"

One person gasped in a low voice, their tone already showing panic.

Another person stepped forward for a look, and his face instantly darkened: "Could it be that the kid discovered the tracking mark on the molten crystal? And broke it?"

"Damn it, if we go back, the Third Master will definitely not let us off!"

The two looked at each other, both seeing anxiety in each other's eyes.

"What bad luck! I'll just have to go back and report it truthfully."

In the end, the two could only put away the compass and leave Fengxie Tower dejectedly.

......

After traveling at high speed for more than ten days, Wu Fan and Niu Dazhuang had entered the territory of Qingxi County, and were only one day away from Yunxi Manor, where the Bai family lived.

Niu Dazhuang sat on the spirit horse, a smile always on his lips, his heart filled with eagerness to see Bai Shao soon.

Just then, Wu Fan suddenly raised his hand and pulled on the reins, and the spirit horse neighed and came to a steady stop.

"What's wrong, Angkor?"

Niu Dazhuang quickly stopped, his eagerness turning into confusion.

Wu Fan's gaze swept over the fork in the road ahead, then glanced at the lush green forests on either side, and he said in a deep voice:

"The Bai and Deng families have harbored a grudge for many years. Although they have outwardly ceased hostilities in the past two years, it is hard to guarantee that they will not engage in any underhanded activities. Therefore, the closer we get to our destination, the less we can afford to relax our vigilance. The official road is crowded with people and eyes, and it is easy to be ambushed. So, as usual, we will take a detour."

Although Niu Dazhuang was anxious, he understood the implications and immediately nodded, "I'll listen to Brother Wu!"

The two turned their horses around and galloped towards the mountain path on the other side.

At this moment, on a secluded hilltop deep in the mountains, three cultivators were watching the movements below.

The leader was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a dignified demeanor, but also a sinister air about him.

On the left was a sallow-faced young man with sharp eyes, who was gripping the flying sword at his waist.

On the right was a slightly overweight cultivator with a face full of fat, who was squinting as he looked down.

"It doesn't seem to be a Bai family caravan, nor does it seem to belong to any core members of the Bai family. Should we just release them?"

The sallow-faced young man spoke hesitantly in a low voice.

They were originally ordered to ambush a caravan of the Bai family traveling through the area, intending to intercept a batch of supplies. Therefore, as long as it wasn't someone from the Bai family, they would avoid trouble as much as possible.

"Of course it is!"

The fat monk suddenly spoke, his tone very certain, "That tall, strong, dark-skinned big oaf is the murderer who killed the Third Young Master! I remember him, he's Niu Dazhuang, the son-in-law of the Bai family!"

Upon hearing this, the richly dressed man raised an eyebrow and turned to look at the fat cultivator: "Are you sure you didn't see wrong?"

"That's right, absolutely right! I was there during the big battle when the Third Young Master was killed, and I'll never forget Niu Dazhuang's face!"

The fat monk spoke through gritted teeth, as if he were mortal enemies, "I never expected him to show up here!?"

A murderous glint flashed in the richly dressed man's eyes, and his grip on the riding crop tightened sharply: "Fine! Since we've run into each other today, let's fight! Avenge my lost third brother!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the group immediately mounted the jet-black spirit steeds.

This steed possesses exceptional explosive power in a short period, making it a rare and superior spirit steed for pursuing enemies.

The black steed neighed and galloped off in an instant, its four hooves flying, quickly closing the distance between itself and Wu Fan and his companion.

"Angkor, someone is chasing us, and they're getting closer!"

Niu Dazhuang caught a glimpse of several dark figures behind him out of the corner of his eye. His expression hardened, and he immediately took out a large sword magic weapon from his storage bag, summoning his spiritual power to be on full alert.

Wu Fan glanced back and saw that the other group's cultivation levels were all above the fourth or fifth level of Qi Refining, slightly higher than his own. He was slightly surprised, but his expression remained calm.

"Don't panic, their horses can't catch up with us."

As he spoke, he calmly took out a palm-sized cyan flying boat from his storage bag, which was the Wind Chaser he had previously purchased in Falling Star Valley Market.

As soon as the Wind Chariot appeared, it rapidly expanded under the infusion of spiritual power, transforming into a small boat about ten feet long, hovering beside the two of them, its hull surrounded by a faint blue spiritual light.

Wu Fan immediately leaped from his horse into the boat, raised his hand, and shouted to Niu Dazhuang:

"Hurry up and get on!"