Cultivating Immortality: Beginning with Blessings from the Immortals

After hearing Chen Yi's words, Deng Liangyu's face showed a thoughtful expression.

"The two must have used unorthodox cultivation methods, as ordinary techniques and magical artifacts are all countered by them."

"If it weren't for your help, I'm afraid..." Deng Liangyu said with a hint of gratitude.

Chen Yi waved his hand and said:

"Brother Deng, if you hadn't saved me, I'm afraid I would have died long ago."

"I should be thanking you for saving my life."

Then, he took out Qin Lao's storage bag and handed it to Deng Liangyu.

"This is Elder Qin's storage bag. I think you should handle it," Chen Yi said.

Upon hearing this, Deng Liangyu smiled, shook her head, and said softly:

"Brother Chen, please accept this."

"Cultivation is not easy for independent cultivators, but I have no shortage of magic weapons and elixirs in the Treasure Pavilion."

Seeing this, Chen Yi didn't stand on ceremony and put Qin Lao's storage bag into his pocket, intending to check it after returning to the market.

After resting for a while, the two immediately got up and continued on their way.

Previously, Chen Yi had led Deng Liangyu astray for quite some time, and now they needed to confirm their direction again. The entire Luoyun Valley was extremely vast, and it was easy to get lost if one was not careful.

Deng Liangyu could only rely on a map to barely discern directions as he moved forward.

Chen Yi followed closely behind, and the two of them walked one after the other towards the outer edge of Luoyun Valley. They stopped only when night was approaching.

Chen Yi immediately looked around and found that the number of insects and monsters had actually increased.

Along the way, they did not encounter Lin Ling'er and the others, and could only hope that they could escape safely.

Just as the two were about to rest, Chen Yi suddenly smelled a faint fragrance coming from ahead.

"Brother Deng, can you smell it?" Chen Yi asked.

Upon hearing this, Deng Liangyu was taken aback, immediately took a few deep breaths, and said:

"I didn't smell anything? Did you notice anything unusual?"

Chen Yi's nose twitched slightly, confirming that it wasn't his imagination; he could indeed smell a faint fragrance.

"Why don't we go take a look? It seems to be just ahead."

Upon hearing this, Deng Liangyu nodded slightly and walked forward with Chen Yi.

Using the moonlight in the night sky, Chen Yi and Deng Liangyu slowly made their way through the forest.

As they moved forward, Chen Yi could smell the fragrance in the air growing stronger.

After they rushed out for several hundred meters, a strange phenomenon appeared ahead of them.

A small puddle appeared in the open space ahead, and a fragrant aroma wafted from it.

Chen Yi was startled and was about to go forward to check when he noticed a noise coming from not far away, followed by a chilling demonic aura and oppressive force.

He reacted quickly, immediately pulling Deng Liangyu over and lifting the black cloak to cover the two of them.

In an instant, their figures merged into the darkness.

Deng Liangyu also realized what was happening. With her divine sense, she was able to perceive that a top-tier second-order demon beast had appeared ahead.

A tiger nearly four meters tall, with a dark green coat, burst out of the dense forest and leaped to the edge of a puddle.

Chen Yi and Deng Liangyu hid in the shadows, not daring to make any rash moves.

The aura emanating from this tiger-like demon beast was far more powerful than that of the previous Azure Shadow Dragon.

The tiger lowered its head, scooped up the white liquid from the puddle with its tongue, swallowed a few mouthfuls, and its eyes gleamed.

The white liquid seemed to contain immense spiritual energy, causing the tiger to roar to the sky.

Chen Yi was secretly alarmed and immediately realized that the white spiritual liquid in the puddle was probably a rare and precious treasure.

Deng Liangyu, who was standing nearby and had seen much of the world, spoke up:

"This is millennia-old spiritual milk; there must be a spiritual vein underground."

Chen Yi asked, "Millennial Spirit Milk? What are its effects?"

Deng Liangyu smiled and said in a low voice, "Millennial Spirit Milk, like White Jade Fruit, is a key ingredient in refining Foundation Establishment Pills."

"Moreover, these two are invaluable natural treasures for Foundation Establishment cultivators."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi felt a surge of warmth in his heart, as the Foundation Establishment Pill was of utmost importance to him.

Unless one is exceptionally gifted or possesses an ancient lineage, the path of cultivation is unobstructed and requires no external assistance.

Ordinary cultivators need Foundation Establishment Pills to leap over the dragon gate and reach the Foundation Establishment stage from the Qi Refining stage.

Chen Yi possesses the three spiritual roots of wind, fire, and earth; without the Foundation Establishment Pill, it would be difficult for him to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

"Brother Deng, I need to retrieve some thousand-year-old spiritual milk. Could you please wait a moment?" Chen Yi said in a deep voice.

Deng Liangyu readily agreed, believing that as long as he was careful, he could snatch the prize from the tiger's mouth.

Chen Yi and Deng Liangyu hid in the shadows, observing the tiger demon's every move.

The tiger demon drank a few more mouthfuls of the thousand-year-old spiritual milk, its demonic energy surging within it. With a long roar, it leisurely leaped away from the place.

Chen Yi's face lit up with joy. He told Deng Liangyu to hide in the shadows, and then he walked out wearing a black cloak.

With the aid of the cloak and his agility, Chen Yi crept like a ghost beside the puddle.

A rich spiritual energy and refreshing fragrance wafted over, instantly invigorating Chen Yi.

Chen Yi took out a specially made porcelain bottle and used his spiritual energy to swirl up the millennium-old spiritual milk and pour it into the bottle.

He drank five or six bottles in a row before stopping.

The puddle was almost empty, and Chen Yi didn't dare to sweep it all away.

He put the porcelain bottle into his storage bag, and with a flash, he left the puddle. Chen Yi and Deng Liangyu then retreated.

They rushed for several kilometers before stopping.

Chen Yi's face lit up with joy; this trip to Wanling Mountain had been very fruitful.

"You can nurture the white jade fruit in the millennium spiritual milk, which can greatly slow down aging," Deng Liangyu suggested.

Chen Yi expressed his gratitude again, and the two rested on the tree trunk.

Deng Liangyu took out the map and examined it carefully. They would be able to leave Luoyun Valley in one more day.

"Brother Deng, you have also obtained the treasures of the Golden Light Master, haven't you?"

"The jade slip you gave me before was a record of a spirit insect by the Venerable Jin Guang," Chen Yi said.

If Deng Liangyu hadn't given him the jade slip, he wouldn't have known about so many spirit insects, and he probably would have forgotten about the Golden Cloud Illusion Butterfly's eggs long ago.

Deng Liangyu smiled calmly: "That's right, we only got a portion."

"Most of them are the corpses of spirit insects, and some are pills and cultivation techniques."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi took out a purple jade hairpin from his storage bag and handed it to Deng Liangyu:

"Do you recognize this? It's also a treasure left behind by Master Jin Guang."

Deng Liangyu immediately stepped forward to examine the purple jade hairpin closely, which exuded an ominous aura.

After he channeled spiritual energy into the purple jade hairpin, the hairpin immediately floated into the air.

Sudden.

Deng Liangyu's expression changed, and she immediately threw the purple jade hairpin aside.

"Brother Deng, what's going on?" Chen Yi asked, puzzled.

Deng Liangyu looked solemn and took out amulets from his storage bag to seal the purple jade hairpin.

"Brother Chen, this purple jade hairpin seems to be a magical artifact used by cultivators to store their remnant souls," Deng Liangyu said in a deep voice.

Chen Yi frowned slightly. Wei Wufeng had explained to him that the purple jade hairpin was a protective magic weapon.

"So, there are still remnants of cultivators' souls inside?" Chen Yi asked.

Deng Liangyu picked up the sealed purple jade hairpin, examined it for a long time, and replied:

"Not necessarily, but this kind of magical artifact is extremely insidious."

"Prolonged use will definitely affect a cultivator's mind. Moreover, this kind of magical artifact has additional functions, which I don't know much about."