Living a peaceful life in the world of cultivation

The night was as dark as ink, and the wind carried fine snowflakes that fluttered and danced in the air.

Suddenly, a burst of light appeared on the dark outskirts of the market.

The flames that created this area were not ordinary torches.

At the very front of the procession stood a giant horse, seven feet tall, its body covered in crimson scales. These scales were extremely strong defensively, and even ordinary first-tier magic weapons could hardly damage them. This was a crimson-scaled horse.

Behind the lead horse, one after another, red-scaled horses with broad backs, strong and powerful limbs, and thick hooves that stomped the ground with a dull thud.

In the cultivation world, the Crimson-Scaled Horse is a common working beast. It has a strong reproductive ability, and after reaching maturity, its endurance far surpasses that of other demonic beasts. It can run continuously for several days without showing any signs of fatigue, and can carry a thousand pounds of weight as if walking on flat ground.

This horse is gentle in nature and is often trained by independent monks, small markets, and caravans to transport large and heavy animals, such as ores of gold, silver, and iron.

A cultivator's storage bag, though capable of containing a vast amount of space within a mustard seed and lifting heavy objects with ease.

However, storage bags can only hold a limited amount of resources and are often used to store personal cultivation resources; even when used for transportation, they are mainly used for small, extremely precious cultivation resources.

The lead crimson-scaled demon horse panted heavily and snorted, instantly causing a pillar of fire to rise. The sound of its scales creaking and the rising air currents were like flames.

The flames we saw earlier were all caused by these crimson-scaled demon horses.

One by one, the crimson-scaled demon horses were fitted with instruments, and they pulled the living creatures behind them with heavy steps. The flames rising from their bodies were actually the crimson-scaled demon horses cooling down and panting.

The scene before them was not much different from that of ordinary merchant caravans that traveled far and wide.

In reality, the general rules governing the cultivation world are not much different from those in the mortal world, especially for Foundation Establishment forces like Yunzhufang City.

However, the fact that such a large herd of Crimson Scale Demon Horses was mobilized suggests that the Yunzhu Li family had been preparing for this reclamation of the Snow Toad Mountain Range for a long time.

Even though the cultivation resources pulled by this crimson-scaled demon horse were locked in box after box, the treasure light emanating from the spirit itself and the fluctuations of spiritual power contained within it were still quite remarkable.

Seeing one crimson-scaled demon horse after another pulling box after box of cultivation resources, bypassing Yunzhu Market and going straight to Yunzhu Mountain, this fortune left the market's cultivators speechless with astonishment.

It is unknown how much wealth of spirit stones and resources the Yunzhu Li family will be able to extract from this reclamation operation in the Snow Toad Mountains, resources that are beyond the imagination of the scattered cultivators in the market.

Moreover, this is only the initial stage of the reclamation operation in the Snow Toad Mountains. The cultivation resources that the Yunzhu Li family will acquire in the future will reach an immeasurable level.

A large crowd was gathered ahead, and the scattered cultivators in the outer area were anxiously searching for the figure they longed for, blocking all the entrances.

Standing at the courtyard gate, Lü Ping saw Zhao Xiaofan sitting on Xu Cui's shoulders. Zhao Xiaofan tilted his head, his eyes darting around rapidly, searching for Zhao Dashan's figure in the crowd.

A few days ago, they received a letter from Zhao Dashan, but the two of them could never put their minds at ease until they saw Zhao Dashan in person.

Lu Ping frowned slightly. If the rogue cultivators continued to block the entrance to the market, not only would it be inconvenient for the cultivators outside to enter, but the cultivators blocking the entrance might also be at risk of an accident.

Just then.

"Gentlemen, please maintain order in the market and return to your homes."

"There's no need to worry if there are relatives or fellow travelers in the pioneering team."

"This is only the first batch of returning cultivators; there will be a second and a third batch in the future."

"There are also some fellow cultivators who have not chosen to return."

Li Muyang, dressed in a purple-gold Taoist robe, spoke in a calm tone, without a trace of emotion, as if the Li family's bountiful return was of no importance to him.

The scattered cultivators who had been blocking the entrance to the market dispersed like a tide, returning to their respective courtyards, anxiously waiting for the figures who had been worrying day and night to push open their courtyard gates.

After greeting Xu Cui and the other person, Lü Ping returned to the courtyard.

In the small courtyard.

Lu Ping's heart was not at peace either, but due to the current situation, he did not use his spiritual sense casually, and mentally instructed Da Huang.

[Big Yellow, keep an eye on things for me. Let me know as soon as Brother Dashan comes back.]

【Received, master, rest assured, mission accomplished.】

"Dad, you're back!"

"Ah Shan..."

Before Big Yellow could even use its super hearing and super sense of smell to "make a name for itself," Zhao Xiaofan and Xu Cui could not help but exclaim in surprise from next door.

Seeing this, Lü Ping was completely relieved.

It was getting late, so I went back to bed and drifted off to sleep.

......

The next day, early in the morning.

Lu Ping poured the snow water from the jade bottle onto the Snow Frost Fruit, washing away the day's turbidity; the Iron Sword Orchid was working hard to cut off the sword energy emitted by the Sword Yuan Finger; while the Cloud Pattern Bamboo's growth progress was still like a tortoise crawling, which made people angry.

After tending to the spiritual plants in the courtyard, he was about to get up and head to Zhao Dashan's house.

Pushing open the courtyard gate, I saw Zhao Dashan doing the same thing, pushing open the gate as well.

"Ah Ping, do you need to go out?"

"No, I was just thinking of going to find you, Brother Dashan, to catch up."

"That's perfect. Your sister-in-law has prepared a feast. I was just about to go and call you over."

"Let's catch up, you and I, brothers."

In the courtyard.

The copper pot on the table was steaming, and next to it were several plates of sliced ​​monster meat, which was different from the meal that Lü Ping had treated Zhao Xiaofan to last time.

Several plates of sliced ​​monster meat, some red and white, exuding a fresh herbal fragrance, others sliced ​​as thin as cicada wings, their snow-white flesh emitting a strong bloody smell.

Besides the sliced ​​meat, there were three plates of spiritual fruits. One looked like a green date, another looked like a blueberry, and the last spiritual fruit was actually a Snow Frost Fruit. However, there was only one. Judging from the arrangement, Lü Ping was also called over, as if the four of them were to share it.

"Brother Dashan has even gotten his hands on the Snow Frost Fruit! He's struck it rich!" Lu Ping couldn't help but marvel.

Lu Ping had not yet cultivated the Snow Frost Fruit, but he never expected that he would be able to enjoy it today.

"Hehe, Aping, how about it?" Zhao Dashan looked smug. Xu Cui, who was standing next to him, did not stop Zhao Dashan from showing off. Instead, she invited Lü Ping to sit down.

Zhao Xiaofan, who was standing to the side, had finished his cultivation lessons and was now enjoying a hearty meal.

"I won't introduce this fruit, Ah Ping. Can you guess what kind of demon beast produced these snow-white, fleshy slices?"

Seeing Zhao Dashan's mysterious demeanor, Lü Ping had some guesses in his mind, but shook his head and did not reveal them.

"Hehe, this is the meat of the Snow Toad, a famous monster from the Snow Toad Mountains, known throughout the major markets."

As Zhao Dashan spoke, he picked up a slice of meat with his chopsticks. The slice of meat was snow-white and translucent, like snowflakes, with delicate and exquisite muscle texture.

However, the snow toads in the Snow Toad Mountain Range are protected by mature snow toads before they mature; mature snow toads are late-stage first-tier demonic beasts. How did Zhao Dashan obtain the snow toad meat?

"Hehe, Ping, let me tell you something."

"I really hit the jackpot this time I went into the mountains..."