Cultivating To Immortality

This trading street did not have clearly defined classification areas, and the Cultivators setting up stalls were a mixed bag, with varying levels of strength.

From True Immortal Stage Cultivators to Immortal King Realm powerhouses, all could be seen here.

The goods sold at the stalls were even more diverse and comprehensive.

From common Immortal Pills, immortal herbs, and artifact refining materials, to rare puppets, and even some strange items whose names couldn’t be called out.

However, most of the goods, with Fang Hong’s current vision and strength, were not worth his attention, and naturally, there was no need to purchase them.

What was truly useful to him were only those rare immortal herb seeds, ancient pill formulas, or some secret techniques with extraordinary effects.

Fang Hong patiently strolled along the trading street.

Unconsciously, he had already walked through more than half the street, but he still hadn’t encountered anything particularly to his liking.

Just as he was about to continue walking forward, a stall filled with immortal herb seedlings caught his eye.

That stall was not large, and dozens of colorful immortal herb seedlings were displayed on it.

Each one exuded a faint Immortal Qi, looking vibrant and full of life.

Fang Hong’s gaze swept over these immortal herb seedlings, and soon, an inconspicuous small sapling caught his attention.

This small sapling was only seven or eight inches tall, with a slender stem, yet it exuded a tenacious aura.

The most peculiar thing was its leaves, which were actually black and white.

The black leaves were as deep as ink, and the white leaves were as pure as snow; the intertwining black and white made it appear exceptionally strange.

Even more astonishing was that on each leaf, some faint, indistinct strange markings were subtly etched, as if containing some profound Dao rhyme.

Fang Hong examined it carefully for a moment, and his heart suddenly stirred. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

If he hadn’t mistaken it, this seemingly ordinary small sapling was actually the legendary Yin and Yang Dragon Phoenix Tree.

The Yin and Yang Dragon Phoenix Tree absorbs the nourishment of heaven and earth, taking a full ten thousand years to bloom and bear fruit.

The "Yin and Yang Dragon Phoenix Dao Fruit" it produces contains infinite profound Yin and Yang Dao Qi.

This Dao Fruit holds unimaginable great benefits for Cultivators who cultivate dual cultivation methods.

It can not only advance one’s Cultivation but also harmonize the Dao foundations of both parties, making their respective Cultivation paths smoother.

Fang Hong spotted the sapling from afar, and his heart immediately bloomed with joy, quickening his steps towards the stall; he had to get this sapling, no matter what!

Placing this Yin and Yang Dragon Phoenix Tree seedling into the Years Pearl Space for cultivation would quickly allow the sapling to undergo ten thousand years of growth and successfully bear the Yin and Yang Dragon Phoenix Dao Fruit.

By then, he could try the miraculous effects of this Dao Fruit with his beloved wife, and the thought alone filled him with anticipation.

There were very few people at that stall, only two Grand Unity Cultivators dressed in Daoist robes, discussing in low voices around several medicinal seedlings, carefully examining their quality.

The owner of the stall was a Black-Clothed Old Man, whose body subtly exuded a powerful aura; he was actually a Late Stage Immortal King Cultivator, whose strength could not be underestimated.

At this moment, the Black-Clothed Old Man was lazily lying on a rattan chair, his eyes slightly narrowed, his demeanor relaxed, as if he didn’t care about the goods on the stall at all.

He sensed someone approaching, lifted his eyelids, saw Fang Hong walking over, and casually greeted him.

"Fellow Daoist, which seedling has caught your eye?"

Fang Hong skipped the pleasantries and pointed directly to the Yin and Yang Dragon Phoenix Tree seedling, asking straightforwardly.

"How much for this Yin and Yang Dragon Phoenix Tree?"

The Black-Clothed Old Man heard this and a faint smile appeared on his face:

"It’s easy to say. If Fellow Daoist truly desires it, you can exchange it for an unrefined Dao Artifact, preferably a defensive Dao Artifact."

"A Dao Artifact? And a defensive one." Fang Hong heard this quote and secretly felt speechless.

Defensive Dao Artifacts were already rare and precious, yet this old man dared to ask for a defensive Dao Artifact for a small, immature sapling; he was truly asking for an exorbitant price.

Fang Hong shook his head and said: "I don’t have a defensive Dao Artifact, but I can offer one hundred million Immortal Stones. Will you sell it?"

"One hundred million Immortal Stones!"

The Black-Clothed Old Man’s slightly narrowed eyes suddenly widened when he heard Fang Hong’s offer.

The lazy expression on his face instantly receded, and he abruptly sat upright from the rattan chair, his gaze sharp as he re-examined Fang Hong.

One hundred million Immortal Stones was no small sum; even some Immortal Emperor powerhouses might not be able to easily produce so much wealth.

This young man in front of him, whose Cultivation seemed to be only Early Stage Immortal King, could casually offer such a high price, which was truly astonishing.

The Black-Clothed Old Man quickly pondered in his mind.

One hundred million Immortal Stones already far exceeded the value of this seedling. Although defensive Dao Artifacts were rare, with Immortal Stones in hand, it wouldn’t be difficult to find another one.

After weighing the pros and cons, the Black-Clothed Old Man immediately nodded and replied:

"Good! Since Fellow Daoist is so straightforward, if you can truly produce one hundred million Immortal Stones, this Yin and Yang Dragon Phoenix Tree seedling will be yours."

Seeing the old man agree, Fang Hong no longer hesitated, raising his right hand, and light suddenly flashed in his palm.

After a few breaths, a storage bag appeared in Fang Hong’s palm.

"You can count it." Fang Hong casually handed the storage bag to the Black-Clothed Old Man.

The Black-Clothed Old Man took the storage bag and immediately released his Divine Sense to probe inside.

After a careful scan, a satisfied smile appeared on his face; exactly one hundred million Immortal Stones were neatly stacked inside the storage bag, no more, no less.

"Fellow Daoist’s financial resources truly open this old man’s eyes, I admire you, I admire you!"

"This sapling is now Fellow Daoist’s."

The Black-Clothed Old Man chuckled as he put away the storage bag, then handed the Yin and Yang Dragon Phoenix Tree seedling to Fang Hong.

After handing over the sapling, the Black-Clothed Old Man enthusiastically promoted his other goods:

"Fellow Daoist, I also have many other rare medicinal seedlings at my stall, all of very good quality. If you need any, I can sell them to you at a cheaper price."

Fang Hong took the Yin and Yang Dragon Phoenix Tree seedling, carefully inspected it, confirmed it was intact, placed it into the Years Pearl Space, and turned to walk away.

Aside from the Yin and Yang Dragon Phoenix Tree seedling, he had already purchased the other medicinal seedlings at the city’s pharmacies, so he didn’t need to buy them again from the Black-Clothed Old Man’s stall.

The Black-Clothed Old Man watched Fang Hong’s receding figure, then lay back on the rattan chair, muttering to himself:

"What is this person’s background exactly? To be able to casually produce one hundred million Immortal Stones, could he be a descendant of some reclusive Immortal Emperor old monster."

Although his heart was full of questions, this profitable transaction put him in a good mood, and a smile remained on his face... Fang Hong slowly strolled along the bustling street, passing by many stalls along the way, some of which contained rare treasures, but none of them made him stop.

After about half an hour, Fang Hong stopped in front of another stall.

The items on this stall were quite cluttered, with immortal herbs, talismans, Ore materials, and so on, a dazzling array of various kinds.

Fang Hong’s gaze swept over the stall, finally landing on an inconspicuous black stone.