Living a peaceful life in the world of cultivation

Li Chihuo appeared on the Ascension Platform, his robust body making his Taoist robe bulge, revealing the astonishing power hidden within him.

In his palm, he held a gourd, the Fire-Swallowing Gourd. The gourd's stopper had been removed, and crimson flames were constantly gushing out of the gourd's mouth, flickering restlessly.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyue, such behavior has disgraced the sect." Li Chihuo stared at Zhao Qingyue, who had a cold and aloof demeanor, on the Ascension Platform, suppressing his anger and showing hostility in his eyes.

Zhao Qingyue, whose Daoist name is Qingyue, comes from the Huayang Sect and is a disciple of the Core Formation Master Zhao Xuanfeng. Neither her background nor her strength makes her someone the Li family can easily provoke.

Taoist titles for monks are generally divided into two types.

One method is self-selection, such as Li Chihuo's Taoist name, Chifeng.

The second group consists of cultivators with exceptional cultivation and outstanding skills who are recognized by most fellow cultivators. For example, Zhao Qingyue's Daoist name is Qingyue, which is due to her profound cultivation and extremely strong combat ability.

Li Chihuo believed that even with the help of the Fire-Swallowing Gourd, he would not be a match for Zhao Qingyue even if he went all out.

"What's wrong with that?" On the Ascension Platform, Zhao Qingyue's eyes were bright and her lips were as red as cinnabar: "Yunzhu Market is under the jurisdiction of my Huayang Sect."

"Your Yunzhu Li family is also dependent on the power of Huayang Sect."

"Such a root of immortality has always belonged to my Huayang Sect."

Li Chihuo knew he couldn't refute it, so he didn't even open his mouth. Could he possibly say that the Yunzhu Li family had become independent and didn't belong to the Huayang Sect?

These words were tantamount to an old man hanging himself.

Therefore, Li Chihuo could only remain silent, his anger accumulating in his heart until he was about to faint from rage.

Since becoming a Foundation Establishment Ancestor, he has acted domineeringly. Not only in Yunzhufang City, but also within his own family, he is the one whose word is law.

Today, he was outdone by a young girl with blond hair, how could he not be angry?

Li Chihuo was furious, but he could only stand alone on the Ascension Platform, speechless.

Disciples of the upper sect are of noble status, but the Yunzhu Li family has three Foundation Establishment cultivators in one clan. They cannot afford to be indifferent, otherwise they will be laughed at by other Foundation Establishment forces when they travel in the cultivation world in the future.

As for the immortal seedlings with three spiritual roots on the Ascension Platform, it seems that they are no longer destined for the Li family.

The atmosphere inside the room froze for a moment.

But Lü Ping was thoroughly enjoying the gossip.

Normally, the Yunzhu Li family acts domineeringly, setting exorbitant fees for immortal residences in the market and using various methods to force the market's spiritual plant masters to cultivate cloud-patterned bamboo for them.

Because of the powerful influence of the Yunzhu Li family, they could only swallow their anger and suffer in silence.

Evil people will be punished by other evil people.

Now, it's the turn of the Yunzhu Li family, and their Foundation Establishment ancestor, to be trampled on.

The many independent cultivators in the market were naturally happy to see the Li family suffer a setback. They outwardly restrained themselves, but inwardly they felt very pleased.

"The cultivators from the upper sect shouldn't be fighting with the Li family patriarch, right?" Xu Cui said with a worried expression. If the two sides started fighting and couldn't stop, this place would not be safe.

When the city gate catches fire, the fish in the moat suffer; when Foundation Establishment cultivators fight, it is these rootless, wandering cultivators who are the ones who suffer.

"Don't worry, there won't be a fight," Zhao Dashan reassured him.

Seeing that the conflict in the field was about to escalate, many independent cultivators fled the scene and returned to their homes, closing their courtyard gates tightly.

Lu Ping was even faster than them, having already returned to his own courtyard with Zhao Dashan and his family of three.

"Big Yellow, give me a live broadcast."

[Good master. 】

Following Lü Ping's nature, Da Huang pricked up its pair of triangular ears and carefully sensed the movements at the Ascension Platform outside the market.

Lu Ping took out the spiritual fruit he had obtained from the Ascension Conference, lay down on the rocking chair, and ate some melon.

At the Ascension Platform.

Compared to Li Chihuo's solemn expression, Zhao Qingyue's face held a half-smile.

Zhao Qingyue looked at the fire-swallowing gourd in Li Chihuo's hand, a smile on her face, and uttered some insightful words.

"Fellow Daoist Li, the reputation of this Fire-Swallowing Gourd, a first-tier rare treasure, is renowned far and wide."

"But this fire-swallowing gourd is sometimes in Fellow Daoist Li's hands and sometimes in Junior Brother Li Muyang's hands."

"Could this fire-swallowing gourd have two owners?"

Faced with Zhao Qingyue's sarcastic remarks, Li Chihuo's expression darkened. The other cultivators all assumed that the fire-swallowing gourd was his magic weapon, which he usually gave to Li Muyang to protect him.

In fact, this fire-swallowing gourd was Li Muyang's treasure.

"What's wrong?"

"Today, Junior Brother Li Muyang is hiding and refusing to show his face, but instead he's pushing you, Fellow Daoist Li, out as a shield?"

Li Chihuo pulled at his noodles, choosing to shut down his hearing and let Zhao Qingyue continue to be aggressive verbally.

Inside the courtyard, listening to Zhao Qingyue's witty remarks, Lü Ping thought to himself, "This female cultivator has quite the sharp tongue."

While marveling at the experience, Lü Ping popped a spiritual fruit into his mouth.

"Eating the spiritual fruits provided by the Li family, and watching them have their fun."

"That feels so good!"

[Master, a new Foundation Establishment cultivator has appeared.]

The triangular ears that stood upside down twitched, and Big Yellow relayed the information.

"Senior sister is joking."

Li Muyang was dressed in a purple and gold Taoist robe, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and was exceptionally handsome.

What's even more astonishing is his level of cultivation.

His cultivation was so solid that it seemed tangible, and the pressure of a Foundation Establishment cultivator was overwhelming, making one feel as if they were on the sea before a storm.

Li Muyang flew low over the market, his undisguised cultivation level indicating that the Yunzhu Li family had risen from having three Foundation Establishment cultivators to having four.

Is such a Foundation Establishment family too prosperous?

Lu Ping exclaimed inwardly.

"There are still experts."

When will Li Muyang achieve foundation building?

"But that's not important."

"Let's fight! Let's fight!"

"I want to see rivers of blood!"

Li Muyang arrived at the Ascension Platform, looked at the Spirit Testing Pillar to the side, and sighed inwardly.

Such a person with the potential for immortality is not a descendant of the Li family.

Even within the Huayang Sect, those with the cultivation aptitude of three spiritual roots are not commonplace, let alone in the Yunzhu Li family.

"Senior sister's previous words were ultimately a bit excessive."

"My Li family has always been an appendage of the upper sect."

"This root of immortality has always been the foundation of the superior sect."

"As for the rest, I sincerely invite Senior Sister Zhao and Senior Brother He to discuss it in detail at Yunzhu Mountain."

On the Ascension Platform, the impending storm was averted by Li Muyang's few words. Subsequently, three long rainbows flew towards Yunzhu Mountain. As for the Ascension Ceremony, it began again under the supervision of the Li family cultivators.

......

After the storm subsided, Lü Ping finished the last spiritual fruit, expressing slight regret.

He got up and patted the cloud-patterned bamboo, which puzzled the bamboo.

[Spiritual plant master, why is this?]

"I'll urge you to mature sooner."

Lu Ping unleashed the [Sweet Rain Mist], a bluish-white mist enveloping the cloud-patterned bamboo. In no time, the bluish-white mist was completely absorbed by the cloud-patterned bamboo.

After absorbing the [Sweet Rain Mist], the Cloud Pattern Bamboo appeared radiant, and the cloud patterns on its body became even more realistic.

In the days that followed.

Within Yunzhufang City, the lives of many independent cultivators have returned to peace.

After the Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Upper Sect Huayang Sect went to Yunzhu Mountain, how to handle the matter of their immortal roots was something that Lü Ping and the others were not qualified to know.

Lu Ping devoted himself to the spiritual plants in the courtyard.

Every day, I give the Fiery Fruit seedlings a fake sunbath; I hone the Iron Sword Orchid using the sword technique [Sword Essence Finger]; and I constantly urge the Cloud Pattern Bamboo to grow quickly...