On the path to immortality, I can see destiny.

There are rooms here for people to rest, but they cost one spirit stone per night.

Zhao Fan was reluctant to part with the spirit stones, so he simply sat cross-legged in a corner and began his cultivation.

However, Zhao Fan was interrupted by someone right at the beginning.

The person who interrupted Zhao Fan was a young man dressed in black.

"Fellow Daoist, meditation is prohibited here. If you wish to meditate and rest, you may go to the rest room."

Zhao Fan looked up at the young man.

The young man was handsome, and his face seemed to bear a resemblance to the shop owner. Zhao Fan recognized the black clothes he was wearing; they were the uniforms of the guards of Yulin Mountain.

Zhao Fan felt a little embarrassed. Since that was what they had said, it was indeed inappropriate to continue meditating there.

He nodded, stood up, dusted himself off, and thought to himself that he was probably going to lose this spirit stone.

"In that case, please open a room for me, fellow Daoist."

After saying that, Zhao Fan took out a spirit stone and presented it to the young man.

The young man nodded, put away the spirit stones, and gave Zhao Fan a black iron token.

"Fellow Daoist, infuse it with spiritual power, and it will take you there."

Zhao Fan nodded, accepted the iron plaque, clasped his hands in farewell, and took his leave.

As spiritual energy was injected, the iron plate was activated and flew towards the mountainside. Following the iron plate, Zhao Fan quickly found the room.

The room was not large, only about two zhang square, with a luminous pearl emitting a dim light embedded in the ceiling.

The interior is very simply decorated, with only a bed and a meditation cushion.

Zhao Fan didn't mind, since it only cost one spirit stone and wouldn't provide a very good living environment.

After glancing at it briefly, Zhao Fan began to meditate.

Afterwards, Zhao Fan put the healing pill he had bought into his mouth and then began to refine the magic weapon.

It must be said that the effects of a mid-grade first-tier healing pill are indeed much better than those of a low-grade first-tier healing pill. As soon as the pill entered the stomach, it turned into a stream of heat, and wherever it passed, the previous hidden injuries were quickly healed by about 70-80%.

Once the effects of the medicine wore off, Zhao Fan's internal injuries were almost completely healed, and he only needed to recuperate slowly.

A day passed in the blink of an eye. The next day, Zhao Fan put away the magical artifact he had been refining all day and walked out of the door.

Outside the door, a guard in black was waiting. When he saw Zhao Fan come out, he took the initiative to ask him questions.

"Fellow Daoist, do you wish to cancel your lease or renew it?"

Zhao Fan no longer needed to stay here. Although a day's worth of refining was still far from enough, it wouldn't be so easy for others to steal the magic weapon.

"I'm not renting it anymore."

Zhao Fan spoke and tossed the iron plaque to the guard.

The guard took the iron plaque, made way, and let Zhao Fan go out.

After leaving, Zhao Fan didn't linger and turned to walk down the mountain.

This time, he plans to go and take a look at the huge air vortex he saw last month.

I didn't have a chance to check last time because I was with Su San.

According to Su San, the little wolf was born with the ability to cultivate, so it must be a demon beast with a bloodline inheritance. If that's the case, then the little wolf's talent must be very strong.

Such an opportunity could not generate an airflow vortex that was even half the size it had been seen before.

Zhao Fan dared not even imagine how great the opportunity represented by the airflow beneath that vortex was.

Following the direction he remembered, Zhao Fan ran all the way there.

Unfortunately, Zhao Fan had no flying boat or any other flying artifacts. Although he could fly using his cultivation level, it would consume an exceptionally large amount of spiritual energy.

Before reaching the late stage of Qi Refining, it is difficult to rely on spiritual power to fly for a long time.

Only in the late stage of Qi Refining can the spiritual energy in the dantian be sufficient to support flight for a relatively long period of time.

Of course, as long as one is still in the Qi Refining stage, almost no cultivator will use their own spiritual power to fly. Generally, only when one reaches the Foundation Establishment stage can one fly at will.

Walking straight ahead, from sunrise to high moon, Zhao Fan finally arrived at his destination.

At this moment, in Zhao Fan's eyes, the vortex in the sky was still there!

Moreover, it seemed to be a size bigger than when he first saw it.

Under the cover of night, Zhao Fan stealthily made his way up the mountain.

To be on the safe side, he first used a concealment talisman, and then activated the Netherworld Mirror.

With these two insurance policies in place, Zhao Fan felt much more at ease.

The last air vortex was less than half the size of this one, and it still contained three late-stage Qi Refining cultivators and a peak-stage first-tier demon beast.

With such a large-scale operation, if we weren't careful, we might lose our lives.

Zhao Fan slowly reached up, and after climbing for a short while, he heard a sound coming from inside.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, we are truly grateful to you for what happened today. If you hadn't set up the formation beforehand, the three of us would probably already be dead at the hands of that big man."

Zhao Fan found the voice strangely familiar; it belonged to the scholar who had hunted the demonic wolves back then.

Upon hearing this voice, Zhao Fan's heart sank. Judging from the content of his words, it seemed that the woman was also present at the time.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, you flatter me. If it weren't for your two desperate help, I wouldn't have been able to reach the pre-set formation."

A familiar woman's voice reached Zhao Fan's ears.

At this moment, Zhao Fan couldn't help but think to himself, "Aren't these three people just too lucky?"

They were both present when I encountered these two great opportunities.

However, as a result, Zhao Fan dared not advance any further for the time being.

Last time, he was able to escape only because the two of them were held back by that first-tier peak demonic beast. If the three of them found him this time, he would really not be able to escape.

"Looking back now, it's really a pity we didn't catch that kid."

"If a single cub can fetch this price, then all three would probably sell for seven or eight hundred spirit stones."

As the scholar spoke, he brought up Zhao Fan again.

"There was no other way. Given the circumstances, we really couldn't get away. If we had forced our way out, we probably wouldn't have been able to get the other two cubs."

The old man's voice rang out, tinged with regret.

Hearing them say that, Zhao Fan felt secretly pleased.

If they knew that the cub they took was the most precious one, I wonder how angry they would be.

Thinking about all this, Zhao Fan subconsciously touched the ring on his hand again.

All of these gains I've made are because of this ring.

It's just a pity that he probably won't be able to obtain the inheritance of the restrictions in the short term.

As for obtaining the other items from the ring, it's unclear when that will happen.

Just thinking about the lifelong treasures of a Nascent Soul cultivator makes my heart race.

"Since I didn't get it, then it's not meant for me, and there's no need to feel so regretful."

"But Fellow Daoist Wu, are you really not planning to sell your Blood Shadow Wolf cub?"

"If you sell it and exchange it for some resources, with your strength, reaching the peak of Qi Refining might not be too difficult."

The woman surnamed Lin seemed to be watching with a carefree attitude, and spoke softly.

The old man sighed, his voice tinged with sadness.

"At my current age, there is no hope of reaching the Foundation Establishment stage. Rather than pursuing my own advancement, I should leave something for my good-for-nothing disciple."