Cultivating To Immortality

The Qingyuan Commerce Chamber was already the most powerful industry under the Azure Emperor Holy Land, and also the largest merchant guild in this city, so the trade fair they hosted would surely not disappoint.

Fang Hong, caressing the token in his hand, immediately decided to attend this trade fair, thinking that he might be able to trade for some unexpected treasures there.

To conveniently wait for the trade fair to begin, Fang Hong rented a small cultivation courtyard in the city.

The courtyard was not large, but it was secluded and peaceful. Fang Hong immediately set up layers of restrictions around the small courtyard.

After taking protective measures, Fang Hong walked into the secret room in the courtyard, took out the guangyin stele, entered its internal space, and scattered all the spirit medicine seeds he had obtained next to various spirit pools.

The guangyin stele could not plant external spirit medicine before because it was in an ownerless state, protected by restrictions.

Now that Fang Hong had subdued it, he could naturally plant anything he wanted inside.

After planting all the seeds, Fang Hong contentedly exited the guangyin stele space.

In the following days, Fang Hong stayed in the Dragon Suppressing Cauldron, meditating and cultivating qi, quietly waiting for the arrival of the trade fair.

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A month passed in a flash.

Early this morning, Fang Hong received a message from the Qingyuan Commerce Chamber, informing him that the trade fair was underway.

Fang Hong ended his cultivation, left the small cultivation courtyard, soared into the sky, and flew towards one of the magnificent palaces in the air, where the trade fair was being held.

This palace was named Qing Yuan Hall and was specifically used by the Qingyuan Commerce Chamber to host large trade fairs. Normally, its gates were tightly shut and only opened during the decade-long trade fair.

Fang Hong landed on the white jade plaza in front of the palace and found that many cultivators had already arrived, of all cultivation levels: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, and Golden Core.

Fang Hong followed the crowd towards the palace gate, presented his invitation token, and after a careful inspection by the guards, they respectfully stepped aside to let him pass.

Fang Hong stepped into the palace, and as soon as he entered, a bustling atmosphere immediately assailed him, completely different from the tranquility outside.

Inside an incredibly spacious hall, tens of thousands of small stalls were neatly arranged, with a certain distance between each stall.

The stall owners displayed their treasures or haggled with cultivators who came to inquire, forming a lively and bustling scene.

The stalls sold all sorts of strange and wonderful things, talismans, spiritual artifacts, medicinal pills, and so on, everything imaginable.

Fang Hong slowly spread out his Divine Sense and began to stroll through the hall, hoping to find some useful treasures.

The first floor of the palace was the trading area for cultivators from Qi Refining to Golden Core Stage. Although the items here were abundant, most of them were ordinary.

With Fang Hong’s discerning eye, it was naturally difficult for him to find anything that caught his attention.

Fang Hong patiently wandered for half an hour, and just as he was about to reach the end of the first floor, he still hadn’t found any treasure worth noting.

Just as he was about to head to the stairs leading to the second floor, the corner of his eye suddenly caught sight of a stall in a corner.

Compared to the surrounding bustle, that stall seemed a bit desolate, with hardly anyone stopping by.

Fang Hong originally didn’t intend to linger, but when he clearly saw the items on the stall, his footsteps involuntarily stopped, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The owner of that stall was a black-clothed man, a Core Formation Stage Cultivator. His wide black robe almost completely covered his body, revealing only a pair of eyes.

What surprised Fang Hong even more was that the items displayed on this Black-clothed person’s stall were actually a small section of sky thunder bamboo?

That section of sky thunder bamboo was only seven or eight inches long and still had some roots, looking quite unremarkable.

Fang Hong’s Lifebound Treasure, the Heavenly Thunder Needle, was precisely refined from sky thunder bamboo.

However, the one he used back then was ten-thousand-year sky thunder bamboo, containing the domineering Evil-repelling divine thunder, while the small section on the stall looked to be only a few hundred years old, incomparable to ten-thousand-year golden thunder bamboo.

To refine his spiritual artifact back then, Fang Hong had refined all the golden thunder bamboo he possessed, not even leaving a single root.

Now, encountering sky thunder bamboo again, and with roots still attached, he might be able to use the guangyin stele to continuously cultivate ten-thousand-year golden thunder bamboo.

Golden thunder bamboo, this divine wood, was a top-grade material for refining any spiritual artifact, and Fang Hong would certainly not have too much of it.

Thinking of this, Fang Hong quickened his pace towards that desolate stall, while simultaneously revealing his Early Stage Nascent Soul Qi, appropriately displaying his strength to not make them very shocked.

The masked stall owner saw Fang Hong approaching and was about to speak to solicit him, but then he suddenly noticed the Nascent Soul Qi emanating from Fang Hong.

He quickly stood up from the cushion behind the stall and respectfully greeted him.

"Senior, have you taken a liking to this section of sky thunder bamboo of mine?"

"Hmm. What do you want to exchange for it?" Fang Hong nodded and directly asked.

A hint of joy flashed in the masked stall owner’s eyes when he heard this. He rubbed his hands and chuckled, "Hehe, Junior is not greedy. I only ask that Senior bestow upon me some medicinal pills to help me breakthrough my bottleneck."

"Junior has been stuck at the Middle Stage Core Formation Stage for some time and wishes to take this opportunity to attempt a breakthrough to the Late stage of Golden Core."

Fang Hong said nothing more, directly took out a jade bottle from his storage bag, and tossed it to the masked stall owner.

The masked stall owner quickly reached out with both hands and steadily caught it, fearing that he might accidentally drop it.

He eagerly pulled out the stopper, and a rich, pure spiritual energy instantly gushed out. Inside the bottle lay a thumb-sized medicinal pill, its surface radiating spiritual light.

"W-what kind of medicinal pill is this? Such rich spiritual energy." The masked stall owner’s face showed shock.

"This is an eighth-grade spirit pill, enough for you to advance to the Late stage of Golden Core," Fang Hong explained with a calm expression.

"E-eighth-grade spirit pill. Could it be a medicinal pill for Nascent Soul Cultivators?" The masked stall owner gasped.

"Thank you, Senior, for your generosity. Thank you, Senior, for your generosity. This section of sky thunder bamboo is yours."

The masked stall owner was overjoyed and quickly held up the section of sky thunder bamboo with both hands, respectfully offering it to Fang Hong.

Fang Hong took the sky thunder bamboo, casually put it into his storage bag, and turned to leave.

The masked stall owner, on the other hand, held the jade bottle, repeatedly caressing it with his head down, unable to part with it, the excitement on his face lingering for a long time.

Fang Hong continued to stroll on the first floor. After a while, he didn’t find any special treasures, so he went up to the second floor of the palace.

The number of people on the second floor of the palace was much smaller than on the first floor, only a few thousand at a glance, but the Qi emanating from each person was far stronger than that of the cultivators on the first floor.

Most of them were Nascent Soul Cultivators, and there were also a few Divine Transformation Cultivators. As for Void Refining Cultivators, Fang Hong had not seen any yet.

Fang Hong began to wander among them. A moment later, he was attracted by a stall not far away.

On that stall, dozens of jade basins were neatly arranged, each containing a spirit medicine seedling of various types, with lush green leaves, clearly having been meticulously cared for.