My Daoist partner helps me cultivate immortality

"So you are a guest elder, fellow Daoist?"

"Pick whatever you like!"

The cultivator guarding the gate gave a forced smile: "According to the rules, I must first tell you, fellow Daoist, that our courtyards here have three levels: superior, middle, and inferior."

"The rent is the same, but the overall concentration of spiritual energy varies, with each level differing by about 10%. Which one would you like to choose, fellow cultivator?"

Lin Ye's gaze swept across the map.

He clearly remembered that the courtyard with the most abundant spiritual energy of the three elements of metal, fire, and wood was classified as low-grade on this map.

It seems that the other two types of spiritual energy are too scarce.

The feng shui isn't good, but it's very suitable for Lin Ye.

Lin Ye smiled and said, "A lower grade is fine. I'll choose this one."

The monk at the checkpoint paused slightly, then asked, "Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

"What a fellow Daoist who enjoys seclusion." The cultivator at the checkpoint stood up and asked Lin Ye to wait a moment. He quickly retrieved a token and handed it to Lin Ye.

"We only have one of these here, so don't lose it, or you'll have to go to the West Building to get a replacement. If you want a few more tokens, you'll have to go there too."

Lin Ye quickly accepted the token, clasped his hands in thanks, and said, "Thank you, fellow Daoist."

Returning to his new home with the token, Lin Ye activated the soundproofing array outside the courtyard.

Then return to the teleportation point on Danhuo Avenue, and then teleport to the basement of Qinghong Garden.

With the operation completed, Lin Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Back in the bedroom of the new house, I saw Wenren Qingyu standing timidly by the door, waiting.

Her complexion was exceptionally rosy.

Suddenly it dawned on me... This seems to be the first time I've ever shared a room with my master in the whole family!

Moreover, my owner liked to bully me, so I could only stand by and listen.

This time... finally, I don't have to...

At that moment, Lin Ye's voice was very close: "Wenren, thank you for your hard work."

Wenren Qingyu was startled from her reverie and hurriedly lowered her head, saying in a flustered manner, "Master... I'm not tired!"

"There's not much water-based spiritual energy here, are you not used to it?"

Wenren Qingyu shook her head: "No."

"The environment is much better than the seclusion room of Qingyang Sect."

"And... I'm very wet..." she whispered, her head bowed, her cheeks already flushed.

Lin Ye was taken aback, feeling a bit agitated.

He led Wenren Qingyu into the room.

......

[Mythical Beast - Teng Snake Bloodline Experience +1]

[Converted, Wood-type spiritual root +1]

[Strange Phenomenon - Tree Without Roots Experience +1]

[Absorbing the power of a newly formed water-type spiritual root, Tree Without Roots experience +2]

[Absorbing the power of a newly formed water-type spiritual root, wood-type spiritual root +2]

Lin Ye wiped her mouth.

They pushed the unconscious Wenren Qingyu over and turned her over halfway.

Besides being socially awkward, Snake has another advantage: she can do the work of three other people in one go.

The constitution of a furnace cauldron is truly different.

My experience level increased very quickly.

Teleport back to the workshop on Danhuo Avenue.

Lin Ye immediately threw himself into the work of refining weapons.

......

"This is Lin Ye's residence...?"

The two members of the Meteor Fire Sect were standing at the entrance of Lin Ye's house.

After much pleading and persuasion, two of them were finally allowed to enter the Danhuo Avenue, but a Golden Core cultivator was following behind them.

The one leading the two, Fellow Daoist Nie, remained calm in the face of danger and stepped forward to knock on Lin Ye's door.

"who is it?"

"We are from the Meteor Flame Sect, looking for your young master!"

After a short wait, Lin Ye pushed open the door with a surprised look: "Who's looking for me?"

"Lin Ye, I'm here to issue you a challenge!"

Fellow Daoist Nie quickly added, "Use weapon forging!"

At this moment, the commotion outside had already attracted some alchemists and their servants from the surrounding area to open their windows and watch the show.

Lin Ye couldn't help but chuckle and said, "You want to compete with me in weapon crafting..."

"I accept. How do you want to compete?"

Chapter Sixty-Five: Autonomous Flying Sword

Right!

I think I have an advantage.

Is that really the case...?

Lin Ye clearly saw that at the entrance of Danhuo Avenue, a group of cultivators from the Meteor Fire Sect were being stopped outside. Behind them stood a person whose attire did not resemble that of a weapon refiner; he was clearly a Nascent Soul cultivator!

'This group brought their elders, and some of them have impressive backgrounds!'

'However, the elder was cautious and, mindful of my current status, did not approach, but instead observed from a distance.'

'We can't back down, or we'll steer things in a direction where we'll be exposed.'

Let's see how they plan to compete!

Lin Ye's gaze was calm; he was not afraid of any weapon refiner of the same level.

Senior Brother Nie said in a deep voice, "You and Junior Brother Fu will each use the same materials."

"Use the standard grade two primary refining materials sold by Huangzhou!"

"One month from now, let's see who can use 500 pieces of the same type of material to create a magical artifact with a higher total purchase price!"

This rule!

It's actually quite standard.

"Wait, it's not you competing against me?" Lin Ye asked in surprise. "The opponent is different from what I imagined."

Senior Brother Nie snorted through his nose.

"of course not."

Fu Puyue shouted, "That's right! If you can't get past me, what right do you have to compare with your senior brother!"

"Young Master Lin himself said he would decide the outcome by refining weapons, he won't go back on his word, will he?"

"Alright, alright, you guys are pretty arrogant."

"Young Master Lin, if you lose, you must publicly apologize to my junior brother, to the Meteor Flame Sect, and to all the weapon refiners in the world who serve as furnaces!"

"Furthermore, an apology must be issued through the official channels of Demon Emperor Mountain!"

Lin Ye frowned slightly upon hearing this.

'These conditions are quite strict!'

"I definitely can't speak out through the official channels of Demon Emperor Mountain, let alone apologize."

'But now the surrounding neighbors are all drawn to this, plus that Nascent Soul stage cultivator outside...'

'I accept this challenge!'

Lin Ye already knew what was going on.

He scrutinized the two men as if they were inanimate objects before uttering a single sentence: "First of all, if your junior brother loses, of course he cannot survive."

Upon hearing this, Fu Puyue's eyes widened.

"Furthermore, half of the income of all members of your Meteor Fire Faction will belong to me."

Senior Brother Nie's eyes widened: "Half the income?"

"This is not fair!"

"Why isn't it fair?"

"Are you saying... the reputation of Demon Emperor Mountain isn't worth this much money?" Lin Ye's voice turned cold.

In an instant, Nie and Fu broke out in a sweat!

"These rules are really unfair to you... they need to be changed."

Lin Ye said casually, "Up to now, the total number of points your junior brother has earned since entering the Mechanized City Palace is recorded in the Desolate Curse, plus the points he can earn with these 500 materials..."

"Based on the sum of the two, within a month, my weapon crafting income will exceed all the points he has earned so far."

"We only need these 500 pieces of material!"

Senior Brother Nie's pupils shrank sharply, and he said, "Don't push your luck!"

"Why humiliate my junior brother with such an impossible condition!"

Fu Puyue was secretly delighted and patted her senior brother on the shoulder.

"I promise, I promise!"

Fu Puyue said excitedly, "But you must swear to Huang Zhou that if you lose, you cannot attack me or instruct me to do so!"

Upon hearing this, Senior Brother Nie glanced at him sharply, his expression becoming extremely solemn.

He couldn't help but think: 'What about me?'

'You're only thinking about yourself, what about me...?'

Fu Puyue belatedly added, "Oh, right, we can't go after our senior brother or our Meteor Flame Sect either!"

"Alright." Lin Ye waved his hand. "The specific rules for handling the aftermath will follow the strictest version of the existing rules in the Curse of Desolation."

"Did you hear our conversation?"

Fu Puyue looked down and saw his own cursed weapon flashing a striking and dangerous red light: "Do both sides agree to a one-month duel?"

"If the loser fails to fulfill the agreed-upon wager, he/she will be reduced to a slave for one hundred years, during which time he/she will be forced to repay the debts owed to the winner."

The two exchanged a glance. Lin Ye looked down at them, while the two below were equally confident, and said in unison, "I agree!"

......

A few hours later.

Deacon Chen visited Lin Ye's home and took away an "unmanned flying sword".

"Young Master Lin, I will do as you say and make sure to find out the value of this item before tonight, and then hold a public auction tomorrow!"

He held the flying sword in his hand, secretly wondering to himself.

This thing doesn't look special at all. Apart from its beautiful appearance, it's just an ordinary second-grade beginner flying sword, and it's made with standard materials from the Wild Curse Realm.

Lin Ye nodded: "Start it, transfer the permissions to him! Deacon Chen, you don't need to hold him anymore."

Deacon Chen was in a daze.