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Jiang Family Manor.

On the lawn in the backyard, two figures were fighting.

Jiang Xiaotian struck out with a palm, his true energy powerful. Jiang Yuer crossed her arms to block, but was forced back seven or eight steps before regaining her balance.

Although both of them are newly promoted to the Celestial Realm, Jiang Xiaotian has been immersed in the Jiang family's cultivation techniques for decades. Whether it is experience or control over true qi, he is far superior to his granddaughter who has just broken through.

"Your inner energy is too scattered and not concentrated enough," Jiang Xiaotian instructed while teaching the moves.

Jiang Yu'er gritted her teeth, readjusted her breathing, and went to meet her again.

Jiang Xiaotian appeared relaxed, but in his heart he was planning the ancient martial arts exchange meeting.

The invitations sent out this year received an exceptionally enthusiastic response, with far more people confirming their attendance than in any previous year.

He remembered what Ding Zhengguo had said that day.

Tomb of the Immortal.

These four words are incredibly appealing to those who practice martial arts.

For the vast majority of martial artists, reaching the Celestial Realm in their lifetime is already an incredible stroke of luck.

As for the martial arts god realm above the heavens and man, that is just a legend.

In the entire Chinese nation, there is only one person who is publicly recognized as having reached that level.

Huo Changfeng, the leader of the Northern Martial Arts Alliance.

That's a true legend.

In the early years, a martial arts master from India led a group of people to attempt to cross the border, and a border conflict was imminent. It was Huo Changfeng who single-handedly guarded the national gate and managed to minimize the casualties of the Chinese military.

Finally, the Indian master was forced to make a solemn vow that he would never set foot in China again.

It can be said that Huo Changfeng is a monument in the hearts of all Chinese martial artists.

Countless people aspire to be like him.

Therefore, even if the news of the immortal's tomb came from overseas and its authenticity was hard to verify, it was enough to drive the entire Chinese martial arts world crazy.

"The opportunity is right before our eyes; our Jiang family has suddenly gained two celestial beings..."

As Jiang Xiaotian deflected Jiang Yu'er's punch, a hint of ambition arose in his heart.

"We might be able to get a share of the spoils from this immortal tomb..."

As he was thinking, a sudden change occurred.

Deep within the manor, from the direction of Ye An's quiet room, a clear and melodious long howl suddenly rang out.

Immediately afterwards, an intense, almost overwhelming, aroma of vegetation shot into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds in mid-air.

Jiang Xiaotian paused, then suddenly looked up.

Suddenly, a huge phantom appeared in the sky above the Jiang family manor.

It was a towering tree with lush foliage, its canopy blocking out the sun, and on that enormous canopy, it seemed as if a phoenix with magnificent tail feathers was perched.

The phantom was lifelike, exuding a magnificent and boundless aura.

Jiang Xiaotian was startled.

What's going on here?

The last time you made a huge commotion by refining pills, the clouds covered the sun. It's only been two days, why are you doing it again?

What exactly is this Master Ye up to?

Jiang Xiaotian was momentarily stunned.

Jiang Yu'er, who was practicing, also stopped. She looked up at the spectacular sight in the sky, her face full of shock.

"Grandpa, Master Ye, what is this...?" she asked, turning her head.

When his granddaughter asked, Jiang Xiaotian quickly concealed the astonishment on his face. He cleared his throat and put on a calm and knowledgeable demeanor.

"Little Yu'er, don't make a fuss."

"This is merely a celestial phenomenon caused by Master Ye's comprehension of supreme divine powers; it is nothing to be surprised about."

He put his hands behind his back and said in a calm tone, "That's how cultivators usually cultivate. You'll have to get used to it."

After listening, Jiang Yuer's face showed a look of sudden realization.

It turned out to be the case.

Seeing that his granddaughter believed him, Jiang Xiaotian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he was completely clueless, as this was his first time encountering a true cultivator, and he had no idea what the situation was like.

In order to maintain his image as a knowledgeable elder in front of his granddaughter, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and make up stories.

Jiang Xiaotian's mind raced.

He had seen records about "immortal cultivators" in several incomplete ancient books collected by the Jiang family.

The book says that cultivators do not cultivate internal energy, but rather an energy called "true essence" or "magical power".

In addition, they also possess all sorts of incredible magical abilities.

However, ancient texts also mention that although cultivators have many methods, their physical bodies are weak, and they will be in danger once a martial artist gets close.

But now it seems...

Jiang Xiaotian pictured Ye An fighting eight opponents single-handedly.

"The records left by our ancestors are far from complete," he sighed to himself.

"That talk about a weak physical body is nonsense. A true cultivator should be like Master Ye, cultivating both the Dao and magic, emphasizing both physical strength and magical abilities. He can also refine pills and forge weapons, and he is proficient in everything."

"These are the real cultivators, aren't they? Perhaps our ancestor was deceived by the fraudsters of that time!"

The more he thought about it, the more convinced he became that his guess was correct.

The strange phenomenon in the sky lasted for more than ten minutes before slowly dissipating.

Jiang Xiaotian guessed that Ye An's cultivation should have come to an end.

He turned to Jiang Yuer and said, "Go see what Master Ye has to say. The ancient martial arts exchange meeting is about to begin."

……

Inside the quiet room, the air was filled with the fresh scent of plants.

Ye An sat cross-legged, surrounded by a faint blue light that flowed and eventually slowly receded into his body.

He opened his eyes, and a glimmer of green seemed to flash across the depths of his pupils.

"The Longevity Technique of Green Wood..."

Ye An whispered the name of the technique.

This is also a supernatural power originating from the Jade Pendant of Transmission. It mainly cultivates the power of the wood element. When cultivated to a high level, it can not only temper the physical body, but also condense the Dharma body, greatly enhancing the cultivator's vitality.

He was originally just trying it out, after all, he had a good talent for alchemy, and he thought his affinity with the wood element shouldn't be too bad either.

But the results of this training still exceeded his expectations.

Ye An looked inward and could clearly feel that the true essence within his body had gained a vibrant and inexhaustible charm, with every strand of true essence filled with vigorous vitality.

What shocked him even more was that he felt his life essence had grown much stronger.

"My lifespan... seems to have increased?"

In this world, a martial artist's lifespan has a limit.

The realm of celestial beings, with a lifespan of two hundred years.

The realm of gods, above all celestial beings, has a lifespan of five hundred years.

The innate and foundational stages of a cultivator roughly correspond to this.

However, there are countless methods of cultivating immortality. Among them, cultivators who specialize in wood-element techniques or the Great Dao of Life often have a lifespan that is much longer than that of other cultivators of the same level.

Ye An carefully sensed the surging life energy within his body and silently estimated its extent.

His lifespan is probably close to five hundred years now.

This is only at the Qi Refining stage.

If they break through to the Foundation Establishment stage in the future, this number will probably double.

In other words, in terms of lifespan alone, he is already comparable to, or even surpasses, the martial arts gods of this world.

Having twice the lifespan of other cultivators of the same level—Ye An knew all too well what that meant.

When talents are roughly equal, living longer means having more time to break through and reach higher levels.

This is more effective than swallowing any longevity pills.

After all, even the most precious longevity elixir cannot double a person's lifespan out of thin air.

"No wonder both the last time I refined pills and this time I cultivated, both of them triggered strange phenomena in the heavens and earth."

Ye An recalled the giant tree and the phoenix's phantom image above the manor.

The records of this technique in the Jade Pendant of Transmission did not mention anything about such a big commotion.

"It's because of that spiritual vein."

He quickly figured it out.

Among the jade pendant given to him by the Jiang family was a spiritual vein with extremely abundant spiritual energy, but whose specific grade was unknown. The abundance of spiritual energy far exceeded his imagination.

In addition, the spirit-gathering array and various qi-attracting talismans he set up caused the spiritual energy concentration in this area to reach an exaggerated level.

Cultivating in such an environment, with spiritual energy flowing into the body, naturally makes it easier to create some unusual phenomena.

"I need to tone it down a bit in the future," Ye An thought to himself. After all, this commotion was a bit too big, and being too flamboyant is never a good thing.

With the introduction of the Green Wood Longevity Technique, Ye An discovered that he was able to attempt to condense an acquired wood-type spiritual body.

This kind of acquired spiritual body is extremely difficult to create, but once successful, its power can be even greater than some naturally formed spiritual bodies.

"Using the paulownia tree at Longquan Mansion as a vessel for the spirit would be a good choice."

That phoenix tree was no ordinary tree to begin with, and after being nourished for a long time by the spiritual energy array he set up with dozens of magical artifacts, it had already developed a trace of spirituality.

If you use it as the foundation of your wood-type spirit body, you will obtain an inexhaustible source of wood-elemental spiritual energy, and your recovery ability will be greatly enhanced.

Having made up his mind, Ye An cleared his mind of all distractions, got up, and pushed open the stone door of the quiet room.

Jiang Yu'er stood somewhat awkwardly outside the door.

The moment the stone door opened, an indescribable fresh scent rushed towards her. She subconsciously took a deep breath, and felt her whole body refreshed.

She looked up at Ye An, who was walking out of the quiet room.

Jiang Yu'er was slightly stunned after just one glance.

The Ye An before me seemed no different from two days ago, yet everything about him seemed different.

He couldn't explain it.

I just feel that Ye An has a very special temperament, like the forest in the early morning, or the grass after the rain, which makes people feel comfortable and want to get close to him.

She stared at Ye An, momentarily lost in thought, forgetting even what she was about to say.

"What's wrong?"

Ye An's voice pulled her back from her reverie.

Jiang Yu'er's cheeks flushed, and she realized that she had been staring at him for a long time. She lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Master Ye, my grandfather asked me to tell you that the Ancient Martial Arts Exchange Conference is about to begin."

……

Tongxian Grand Hotel.

A black Rolls-Royce smoothly drove into the hotel's underground parking lot.

In the back seat of the car, Jiang Yu'er sat upright, her body subconsciously moving away from the person next to her.

The car was spacious, but she always felt a bit cramped. There was a faint, indescribable pleasant scent in the air, like the smell of grass and trees in the forest in the early morning.

She secretly glanced at Ye An beside her out of the corner of her eye.

He was leaning back in his seat, resting with his eyes closed. The profile of his face appeared soft in the dim light coming through the car window.

It was clearly the same person, but ever since he came out of the meditation room that morning, Jiang Yu'er felt that he was a completely different person.

The aloofness that kept people at arm's length seemed to have faded, replaced by a reassuring sense of closeness.

The car came to a stop, and the driver got out and opened the car door.

"Master Ye, Miss Jiang, we've arrived."

Ye An got out of the car first, followed by Jiang Yuer, who lifted her skirt.

As soon as the two stepped into the elevator, the doors of another elevator next to them opened, and a group of people walked out.

The leader was a young man dressed in a white training uniform, with his hair slicked back and shiny. He held two iron balls in his hands, which twirled loudly.

He spotted Jiang Yu'er at a glance, and a frivolous smile appeared on his face.

"Oh, isn't this the eldest daughter of the Jiang family? I heard that your Jiang family has recently produced two extraordinary talents. Congratulations!"

Jiang Yu'er's heart sank, and sure enough, she saw Li Chengde's face, which was full of schadenfreude.

Li Chengde's gaze barely lingered on her before passing over her and fixing firmly on Ye An beside her, his eyes filled with undisguised jealousy and hostility.

"Who do we have here?" Li Chengde said slowly, "It turns out to be Master Ye, who has recently become famous throughout the city for his ability to refine 'divine pills'."

He deliberately emphasized the words "divine elixir," his tone almost overflowing with sarcasm:

"Our Li family has been making medicine for generations and studying alchemy for over a hundred years, yet we only dare to call it 'good medicine'."

"I wonder which celestial mountain Master Ye's 'divine pill' descended from, so that we mortals might also be able to open our eyes?"

After Li Chengde finished speaking, he looked at Ye An triumphantly, waiting for his panic or anger.

However, none of his expectations came true.

Ye An remained calm and composed, and said indifferently, "You are...?"

That composure, that indifference, is itself the ultimate form of contempt.

The feeling of powerlessness, like punching cotton, and the humiliation of being ignored in public, caused Li Chengde's anger to flare up to its peak.

"Ye An, let's go." Jiang Yu'er sensed that something was wrong and pulled Ye An away.

Li Chengde stood there, feeling the amused gazes coming from all directions, and felt a burning pain on his face.

He stared intently at the two receding figures, a thought growing wildly in his mind: he would make this guy named Ye An pay a heavy price for his contempt today!

The meeting was held in the banquet hall on the top floor of the hotel.

Beneath the enormous crystal chandelier, elegantly dressed people mingled, and crowds thronged.

Representatives from martial arts families and sects from all over China, as well as some lone martial artists, almost filled the entire banquet hall.

Jiang Xiaotian was standing at the entrance, his face beaming as he greeted the guests.

He was dressed in a dark red Tang suit today, looking energetic and exuding an aura of the Celestial Realm, which made many people who came up to greet him secretly startled.

Wasn't the old patriarch of the Jiang family supposed to be nearing his end?

He looks even more energetic than a young person.

When he saw Ye An and Jiang Yu'er walk in, Jiang Xiaotian immediately left his guests and hurried to greet them, bowing respectfully.

"Master Ye."

This scene stunned everyone around.

Who is Jiang Xiaotian?

The head of the Jiang family, a newly promoted Celestial Realm expert, is a figure whose every move shakes the entire city of Shanghai.

He was actually so respectful to a young man in his early twenties.

Who exactly is this young man?

In an instant, countless inquiring, doubtful, and curious gazes all focused on Ye An.

Ye An didn't care at all. He simply found a secluded corner to sit down and poured himself a cup of tea.

To him, these people's thoughts were irrelevant, as long as they had what they needed in their pockets.

Jiang Yu'er sat down next to him, feeling the complicated gazes around her, and suddenly felt a strange sense of pride.

Just then, Li Chengde also walked in with his men. He immediately saw Ye An in the corner and, seeing Jiang Xiaotian's attitude towards him, felt even more displeased.

He strode to the center of the hall and deliberately raised his voice.

"Patriarch Jiang, I heard you're auctioning off some kind of divine pill today? I, Li Chengde, have traveled all over the country and have never seen anything like it. Don't be fooled into helping someone count their money!"

His words immediately quieted the room considerably, and many people wore expressions of anticipation, as if they were watching a good show.

Jiang Xiaotian's expression remained unchanged; he simply smiled faintly.

"Whether it's a divine pill or not, Young Master Zhao will know once he sees it with his own eyes."

He walked to the high platform at the front of the venue, picked up the microphone, and cleared his throat.

"Thank you all for gracing us with your presence at the Jiang family's ancient martial arts exchange meeting. Without further ado, let's get straight to the point."

He clapped his hands.

A beautiful woman in a cheongsam gracefully walked onto the stage carrying a tray covered with a red cloth.

"Today, my Jiang family will auction three bottles of Peiyuan Pills."

Jiang Xiaotian unveiled the red cloth, revealing three small jade bottles to everyone.

"Peiyuan Pill? What kind of pill is this? When did the Jiang family learn to refine pills?" Someone in the audience immediately sneered.

Jiang Xiaotian wasn't angry. He opened the stopper of one of the jade bottles.

An intensely rich medicinal fragrance burst forth from the bottle, quickly filling the entire banquet hall.

The elderly men in the front row only took one sniff and felt that the originally stagnant true energy in their bodies had become more lively.

"This...this medicinal fragrance!"

"Such amazing spiritual energy!"

Everyone's expression changed, and the discussions in the room came to an abrupt halt.

Li Chengde's smile also froze on his face.

Jiang Xiaotian was very satisfied with everyone's reaction, and he raised the jade bottle high.

"This pill can cleanse the meridians and marrow of martial artists at the Transformation Realm, increasing their chances of breaking through to the Celestial Realm. It also has a remarkable effect on stabilizing the realm of those at the Celestial Realm."

"Most importantly, this pill has cloud-like patterns on it."

"What? Crimson Cloud Pattern!"