Immortality and Cultivation: Starting with Improving Spiritual Root Aptitude

How could Wu Fan let the tiger return to the mountain?

He immediately manipulated the Green Edge Sword and the Great Needle Magic Weapon, launching a fierce attack on both sides of the petite woman in black's back.

The petite woman in black hurriedly summoned her flying sword to defend herself, but was knocked away by a blow from Niu Dazhuang's black broadsword.

Without the flying sword to block her, the two magical artifacts struck her solidly in the back.

The immense impact sent her flying several meters forward before she crashed heavily to the ground, blood gushing out immediately.

Wu Fan retrieved his magical artifact, stepped forward, and ripped off her mask. Upon seeing her face, he was startled: "It's her!"

The visitor was none other than Wang Yan.

Just because a blind date failed, she was about to kill herself?

Wu Fan's mind raced; it was definitely not that simple. He was probably after the assets left by his parents.

Little did Wang Yan know that he was now penniless.

This incident served as a wake-up call for Wu Fan, reminding him that he must be more vigilant about such matters when he returns to Yunxi Market in the future.

"Angkor, this man is the guy at the animal rental shop who rents us spirit horses."

Niu Dazhuang's voice suddenly came from the side.

Wu Fan composed himself, first taking away all of Wang Yan's storage bag and magical artifacts, then flicking his finger to release a fireball.

Amidst the surging flames, Wang Yan's body instantly turned to ashes.

After doing all this, he walked towards Niu Dazhuang and saw another person take off his mask; it was the animal rental shop assistant.

It seems that there must be some shady collusion between Wang Yan and this guy.

Fortunately, the two have been killed, and their actions of robbing cultivators do not seem to be authorized by the Beast Rental Market, otherwise they would not have sent only two people. Therefore, there is no need to worry about causing trouble for the market later.

But does Wang Yan's younger brother know about this?

Wu Fan thought to himself that it was pointless to dwell on these things now. Whether he knew about them or not, he had to treat them as a potential crisis and be on guard against them.

Ultimately, the problem stems from my current weak cultivation level.

Otherwise, even if one possesses immense wealth, no one would dare to easily plot against them.

It seems that after this gathering, I must stay in Yunxi Market and devote myself to intensive cultivation for ten or eight years to improve my cultivation level.

"Dazhuang, quickly clean up the bodies and signs of the fight, and we need to leave this place immediately," Wu Fan said in a deep voice.

Niu Dazhuang nodded in agreement, and the two immediately divided the work, quickly erasing all traces.

The two then began to inventory Wang Yan's and the shop assistant's storage bags.

Wu Fan took the two offensive and defensive magical artifacts from the black-clad shopkeeper, while Niu Dazhuang accepted Wang Yan's flying sword.

There were only a few dozen spirit stones in total, and Wang Yan had only a handful in her bag, not even a single pill.

It seems that she has truly devoted herself to that younger brother all these years.

Wu Fan divided the spirit stones equally among himself, but Niu Dazhuang refused to accept it, insisting on taking three stones to compensate for the talismans he had used in the battle.

Finally, after Wu Fan's insistence, he accepted his share with slightly reddened eyes.

The two mounted their horses again and spurred them along the river toward Falling Star Valley Market.

However, since the spirit horse had just recovered, its running speed was much slower.

After escaping the crisis, the two gradually relaxed and chatted about the battle they had just fought.

This conversation made Niu Dazhuang admire Wu Fan even more.

Wu Fan not only dealt with a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator, but also had the spare capacity to come and help him afterwards.

Niu Dazhuang couldn't help but ask Wu Fan why he could control two magical artifacts. Wu Fan didn't want to talk about this issue, so he laughed it off and changed the subject, asking him about the origin of the talismans instead.

When this was mentioned, Niu Dazhuang blushed and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Tao'er gave these to me."

"Tao'er?"

Wu Fan was slightly puzzled.

"Haha, Tao'er is a girl from the Bai family. She will become my Daoist partner in the future. Her name is Bai Tao. She also has spiritual roots. Although her aptitude is only three spiritual essences, she treats me very well."

At this point, Niu Dazhuang smiled shyly, "Tao'er not only took a liking to me, but also gave me talismans and pills as dowry."

Wu Fan was both happy for Niu Dazhuang and somewhat speechless.

Both were discussing marriage, but the girl in the other family was even providing a dowry, while Wang Yan, whom I had met, was asking for several hundred spirit stones right off the bat. The difference was simply too great.

He couldn't help but sigh to himself.

Seeing Wu Fan's low spirits, Niu Dazhuang assumed he was envious and offered some words of comfort: "Brother Wu, the Bai family is still looking for a son-in-law. How about I have Tao'er introduce you to one of her close friends? I heard that girl also has spiritual roots."

Wu Fan was taken aback upon hearing this, then chuckled.

If he were to say that he was devoted to the great path and had no interest in romantic relationships, Niu Dazhuang would certainly not believe him, given his own abilities.

Helpless, he could only shake his head: "I'm not interested in women at this stage."

These words were meant to show that he had no interest in romantic relationships at this stage, but Niu Dazhuang interpreted them differently.

He shuddered violently, and then spoke significantly less.

Wu Fan noticed his change and was secretly pleased, assuming that the other party understood his meaning.

......

Ten days later.

Wu Fan and Niu Dazhuang arrived at Luoxing Valley Market and, following the instructions in Li Buhui's letter, successfully found Fengxie Tower.

As soon as they arrived at the building, a cheerful voice greeted them: "Brother Wu, Brother Niu, you've finally arrived!"

The man who spoke was dressed in a well-tailored outfit made of the finest material. He had a rugged and handsome face, except for a scar at the corner of his eye that added a touch of fierceness.

It was Li Buhui.

Upon seeing this, Wu Fan and Niu Dazhuang immediately cupped their hands in greeting: "Brother Li."

Niu Dazhuang, being straightforward, immediately asked, "I wonder if Junior Sister has arrived yet?"

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Jiang Ling will arrive in two days."

Li Buhui smiled and waved his hand, then said, "You two have had a long and tiring journey. I have prepared a superior room for you. Please rest well first."

Having said that, he led the two into Fengxie Tower.

After returning to his room, Wu Fan immediately took a thorough shower.

After traveling day and night for the past two weeks, I've accumulated a lot of fatigue and it's really time to take a break.

Three days later.

In the market town of Luoxing Valley, in the private room on the second floor of Fengxie Tower.

Several years ago, a group of alchemists who had left the tutelage of Master Liu of Baidantang in Yunxifang City finally reunited here.

The four sat around the table. Li Buhui, who should have been a guest, took the seat of honor, but he declined several times. Jiang Ling couldn't persuade him, so she finally had to take the seat of honor and became the center of the meal.

This junior sister of everyone is only seventeen years old this year.

She wore a light purple ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) adorned with gold thread patterns, which accentuated her curvaceous figure and her beautiful, ethereal face.

Her eyes and brows exude a heroic spirit, yet she is gentle and kind when interacting with others. This contrast is not at all jarring; on the contrary, it is captivating and instantly endearing.

She is no longer the lively, cheerful, and innocent little girl she once was.

Li Buhui stared in a daze, gazing intently; Niu Dazhuang couldn't help but steal glances every now and then; Wu Fan's gaze was also intense, but unlike the other two.

Li Buhui was a lovesick fool, Niu Dazhuang was hiding in guilt, but he looked directly at her frankly, his eyes devoid of any filth, only filled with open appreciation.

Jiang Ling naturally noticed the three people's gazes, but she was particularly surprised by the appearance of her second senior brother, Wu Fan.

When others caught her gaze, they would instinctively look away, but he remained completely open and unashamed.