Cultivating Immortality: Beginning with Blessings from the Immortals

Once inside the array barrier, everyone discovered a hidden world within.

The outer array had a bewitching and concealing effect, and the actual scene inside was much wider.

As the three stepped inside, several cultivators around them turned their gazes toward them.

Several cultivators immediately greeted Lin Ling'er and Deng Liangyu. Chen Yi, on the other hand, secretly observed the surrounding cultivators and found that most of them were around his age.

Moreover, their cultivation levels are not low; most are at the late stage of Qi Refining, and a few are at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Lin Ling'er led the two forward, where there were many stalls on both sides.

Chen Yi secretly surveyed the surrounding stalls, which sold magical artifacts, elixirs, and some precious natural treasures.

He had seen the recipe for the Marrow Cleansing Pill before, which required several special rare and precious herbs. Since the Treasure Pavilion didn't have them, Chen Yi decided to try his luck here.

However, before they had taken more than a few steps, several people suddenly appeared and blocked their way.

Chen Yi looked ahead and saw Yang Liren and several friends blocking their way.

"Liangyu, what's wrong with you..." Yang Liren quickly came up to Deng Liangyu.

Deng Liangyu's expression turned cold upon seeing Yang Liren, and she involuntarily moved closer to Chen Yi.

"Brother Yang, what brings you here?" Deng Liangyu asked coldly.

Chen Yi, who was standing to the side, sensed that something was wrong, but his left hand was being held by Deng Liangyu.

"Ahem, Miss Deng." Chen Yi tried to pull his hand away.

Deng Liangyu held onto Chen Yi's hand tightly, and the latter couldn't pull away. After all, the difference in their strength was too great; Chen Yi hadn't even broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage yet.

Yang Liren's expression immediately changed when he saw the two's "little actions".

"Liangyu, are you here to attend the Yunmo Small Meeting as well?" Yang Liren asked, barely suppressing his anger.

Deng Liangyu nodded slightly and said:

"Okay, if there's nothing else, we'll be going now."

Before Yang Liren could say anything more, the three of them continued walking forward.

Yang Liren stared intently at their retreating figures, and when his gaze fell on Chen Yi, a chilling killing intent erupted from his body.

Chen Yi had just sensed the other party's presence and couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.

It's a very clichéd tactic; he was used as a shield.

It is clear that Yang Liren knew that Deng Liangyu was disguised as a man and wanted to pursue her.

After the three of them had walked a distance, Deng Liangyu finally let go of Chen Yi's hand.

"Miss Deng, this is..." Chen Yi asked knowingly.

Deng Liangyu blushed and whispered, "I'm sorry, this person is very difficult to deal with."

"I had no choice but to resort to this tactic, otherwise he would have kept bothering me."

Chen Yi smiled wryly and had no choice but to accept the situation.

Lin Ling'er turned her head slightly and smiled as she looked at the two of them.

They continued walking and soon came to a stall owned by a mysterious man dressed in a black robe and wearing a mask.

Lin Ling'er turned to Chen Yi and whispered:

"This person is well-versed in all the secrets of Yunmo Prefecture, and perhaps she knows about the wizards."

A glint of shrewdness flashed in Chen Yi's eyes, and he immediately stepped forward to inquire:

"Fellow Daoist, my name is Chen Yi. I wonder if you know anything about wizards?"

The masked man in black robes slightly raised his head, his eyes beneath the mask secretly scrutinizing the shirt.

After a moment, he slowly spoke:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, why do you inquire about matters concerning wizards?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi glanced around but didn't take out his storage bag or brocade box. There were too many people around, and he didn't want to expose his secret.

"I have an object that has been placed under a spell, which must have been done using witchcraft."

"If you are familiar with wizards, do you know how to break the forbidden spell?" Chen Yi inquired.

The mysterious man in black robes did not respond, but Lin Ling'er quietly introduced his identity to Chen Yi.

Her origins are mysterious, but she is also a disciple of the Heavenly Spirit Sect.

She doesn't usually show her true face, and no one knows her name. Those who have some connection with her call her by her nickname, Black Face.

After a moment of contemplation, Black Face got up and led Chen Yi and the others to the side.

There are many houses built on both sides of the surrounding area, which provide places to rest and chat.

The group entered one of the houses, and Chen Yi immediately took out an array plate and array flags to set up a concealment array.

The array barrier instantly enveloped the entire house, isolating them from the outside world.

Chen Yi took out a storage bag from his pocket, handed it to the man with the black face, and said:

"This is it; it's protected by magical enchantments."

Blackface reached out and gently touched the storage bag, channeling a few wisps of spiritual energy into it.

Instantly, tadpole-shaped runes appeared on the storage bag, and a unique aura spread out.

"Indeed, it is a witchcraft restriction. It will be difficult to break," the black-faced man said.

A glint of light flashed in Chen Yi's eyes, and he immediately spoke:

"I don't know how long it will take, but I will try my best to meet your expectations regarding compensation."

After a moment of silence, the dark-faced man stated his conditions: he needed spirit stones and a rare and precious herb.

Chen Yi was secretly alarmed, but remembering that it was left by a Golden Core cultivator, he immediately took out spirit stones and rare treasures.

However, he also made one request: he must be present when the restriction is broken.

He didn't want to expose the contents of the storage bag and brocade box to others.

Seeing that Chen Yi was so agreeable, Black Face also agreed.

Chen Yi didn't delay and immediately placed the storage bag and brocade box in front of her.

Blackface took out several black tortoise shells and a small flag from his pocket, arranged them in a strange formation, and had Chen Yi place the storage bag and brocade box in the center.

Chen Yi did as instructed and placed the items into the brocade box and storage bag. He could sense the eerie aura emanating from them.

Upon seeing this, Blackface immediately released its power, and the tortoise shell and the small flag instantly emitted plumes of black smoke.

This black smoke was completely different from malevolent energy, but it also exuded an extremely cold aura.

Black smoke immediately enveloped the storage bag and brocade box, dragging them into the air. Before long, they began to emit a dark, eerie glow.

The tadpole-shaped runes on the storage bag and brocade box began to wriggle eerily.

Chen Yi stared intently at the storage bag and the brocade box, an eerie aura permeating the entire room, making people feel somewhat uneasy.

Blackface kept forming hand seals, and runes burst from her hands, constantly merging into the black smoke.

Two or three hours passed in the blink of an eye.

The black-faced woman's release from the sorcery seal had clearly taken a toll on her stamina, leaving her much weaker.

As the last rune merged into the black smoke, a dark, ominous glow suddenly erupted.

The runes on the storage bag and brocade box disappeared leisurely, and wisps of black smoke gradually dissipated.

A hint of joy appeared on Chen Yi's face. It seemed that the witchcraft restriction had been lifted by Black Face.

Blackface let out a long sigh, and said weakly:

"The spell has been lifted, and the storage bag and brocade box can now be opened."

Chen Yi immediately thanked the other party, and with a wisp of spiritual energy, he rolled the storage bag and brocade box into his hand.

Blackface took out a pill from his storage bag, swallowed it, and immediately began to meditate and regulate his breathing.

After saying goodbye, Lin Ling'er left the room with Chen Yi.

At this moment, the Yunmo Gathering was still bustling with activity.

The three hadn't gone far when a familiar voice sounded behind them.