Vampire Cultivation Notes

Li Jieqing's prediction was correct.

Since even the people of Baozhou couldn't deal with that white tiger, let alone others, if the white tiger entrenched in the valley isn't eliminated, the exploration of the cave will truly take forever.

That's perfect.

Working with Chengming Daoist, who had reached the pinnacle of Qi cultivation, put Li Jieqing under considerable pressure.

Now, they were driven out by the white tiger in one fell swoop and could not enter the cave. Neither of them gained anything.

Once this period of time has been extended, Li Jieqing himself will reach the late stage of Qi Refining and be able to meet with Daoist Chengming. Only then will the treasure hunt be safe and secure.

In addition, the Treasure Nourishing Technique is one that increases in power the longer it is used.

Even if his cultivation level is not as high as that of Chengming Daoren, he can still fight that flying shuttle again.

The two fled to the market town.

Suppressing his shame and panic, Chengming Daoist angrily cursed the demon tiger before saying, "Let's part ways here first, lest the people know that we've been in contact. As for the matter of eliminating the demon tiger, I'll take my time to figure it out. Fellow Daoist, please wait patiently."

"As for the matter of Fellow Daoist Yu, you can rest assured."

Fearing that the discovery of his exploration of the cave would become known to the people, Daoist Chengming hurriedly took his leave, not forgetting to give some final words of advice regarding Yu Mingli's situation.

Li Jieqing could report Baozhou Shangren for his resentment and plot to establish a foundation, and Baozhou Shangren could use Yu Mingli's death to hold Li Jieqing accountable, making it impossible for him to move an inch in the streets.

Having something on each other is the basis for cooperation.

Li Jieqing naturally agreed. When he arrived at the market, he breathed a sigh of relief, no longer needing to be on guard against Cheng Mingdao.

At dawn in the east.

Chengming Daoist's figure disappeared above the market and headed towards the cave area.

"...In any case, we've accomplished half of our goal in going out: confirming that the demon tiger is still alive, and gaining a valuable and free source of labor for exploring Moon Gazing Valley."

Despite being chased by the White Tiger all the way, Li Jieqing was not particularly dejected at this point.

Or rather, being constantly on guard against Cheng Mingdao was more tiring than being chased by the demon tiger.

As the morning bell rang, Li Jieqing turned his gaze away from the direction where Chengming Daoist had flown away and landed, and strolled into the market, his face expressionless.

This experience still shows that my spiritual practice is insufficient.

When he catches up with him, it will be uncertain whether the head steward of Taipingfang will live or die!

……

Almost every time I go out, I have bad luck.

After much painful reflection, Li Jieqing returned to his courtyard on South Street and made up his mind that unless something unexpected happened, such as someone else finding his cave first, he would never leave the house again until he reached the late stage of Qi Refining.

Anyway, the success rate of refining high-grade Fengxin Pills has gradually increased, and he can be said to be doing very well in the market. As a craftsman, even if he doesn't go out, he will not lack cultivation resources.

There's nothing more to say, it's time for cultivation!

By day, he would breathe in spiritual energy and refine his true qi; by night, he would open the furnace to refine elixirs and practice magic, thus mastering the "Blood Heart Freedom Secret Record".

The Treasure Nourishing Technique was practiced daily. Initially, it took nearly two hours to meticulously infuse the incantation into the Azure Water Sword, exhausting all the magic power within.

Later, as he became more and more proficient in using the technique, the time it took to nurture the Azure Water Sword each time gradually decreased to less than an hour.

Unlike Li Jieqing, Cheng Ming Daoren was not indifferent. Knowing that the cave that Ruyi Sect had searched back then was showing signs of progress, he could not sit still and would often secretly go to Wangyue Valley to explore without telling the public.

If they were lucky, they didn't encounter any demonic tigers, and they drew up some maps as Li Jieqing had instructed and brought them out.

If you're unlucky enough to encounter a demonic tiger, all you can do is flee for your life, no matter how hard you try.

Like fleeting clouds and changing grains, time marches on.

When Li Jieqing was in his sixties, in order to test his potential in the path of immortality, he went out for a stroll in the back street and found that his blood and energy were indeed still strong. So he returned home after having his fill of fun.

On their way back, they encountered Chengming Daoist in disguise, who invited them to visit Moon Valley together to find a way to bypass the demon tiger.

Li Jieqing rejected him on the spot.

If the demonic tiger isn't eliminated, the moment these acquaintances enter the valley, that beast will come running at the first sign of its presence. Moreover, it's extremely adept at concealing itself, and who could withstand a sudden attack?

This is the stated reason.

Secretly, Li Jieqing had long planned to wear down Cheng Mingdaoren until he reached the late stage of Qi Refining, at which point their cooperation would be considered equal.

Li Jieqing only asked Chengming Daoren to go and explore the map again, just in case, and then ended the conversation.

Only two people in the market know about the Wangyue Valley cave dwelling. Chengming Daoist dares not press Li Jieqing too hard, for fear that Li Jieqing will reveal it to others.

Therefore, the cooperation between the two parties could only continue in this ambiguous manner.

……

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

Li Jieqing had passed his sixties and entered the vibrant age of sixty-seven.

As for Cheng Mingdao, he had just passed the age of sixty and was beginning to feel anxious, spending his days exploring maps in Wangyue Valley while also considering whether to take Li Jieqing, who refused to budge, down with him.

In any case, this cooperation, which did not start harmoniously, will inevitably come to an end before the end of this year.

January, February, March, April, May, June...

On this day in early June.

Outside Taipingfang Market, on the East China Sea coast.

Opposite to the Spirit Fish Market, a reception platform atop a sea cliff shone with starlight, shooting straight into the sky.

High above the sea, a light airship received a signal, descended from the gale layer, broke through the clouds, and landed on the reception platform on the sea cliff.

The so-called Reception Platform is also known as the Welcoming Immortal Platform or the Starry Sky Platform.

It was built when the Ruyi Sect first reclaimed this land, and it has been repaired every year, specifically to guide cultivators to its destination.

The world of cultivation is vast, the seas are fraught with danger, and high in the sky, there are howling gales, making it difficult for cultivators to discern directions when traveling far.

This is where the guidance provided by the reception desk becomes crucial.

A beam of starlight can be projected over a radius of tens of thousands of miles. If a cultivator can detect this beam of starlight, they can know its direction and track it down.

"No skillful trick is as good as the art of flying swords."

Above the sea cliff, the flying boat that had come from afar landed. A man dressed in the dark yellow uniform of a disciple of the Ruyi Sect looked at the reception platform, feeling both amused and disdainful.

His hypocrisy was largely due to the presence of the person accompanying him.

She was a beautiful woman with fair skin and delicate features, her gray robes unable to conceal her beauty. At this moment, her face was expressionless, except for a hint of reminiscence in her eyes as she gazed into the sea cliffs.

"Junior sister, when our sect's flying sword technique is perfected, neither gales can stop it, nor waves can quell it. Traveling to the North Sea in the morning and arriving at Cangwu in the evening is nothing more than a matter of course. So why leave the sect now? Wouldn't it be better to focus on cultivation?"

The man continued to chatter on and on; judging from his appearance, he was already over thirty years old.

It's just that because he grew up in the Ruyi Sect, he was not good at interpersonal relationships and his words and actions were somewhat self-righteous.

The woman frowned, glanced at him, and then turned and stepped off the reception platform.

Having reached this point, there was no need to determine the direction; she headed directly towards Taipingfang Market.

Upon seeing this, the man quickly steered his flying boat to follow.

"I have a flying boat! Junior Sister Ping'er, slow down, I should take you back!"