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Immortal Life in a Cultivation World

Transmigrated to the Cultivation World. Initially, I thought I would have to fight those fierce cultivators to the death, struggling for the slim chance of obtaining immortality. Unexpectedly, I came equipped with an endless-lifespan panel. What should I do now that I've suddenly become ageless? "Countless living beings fight each other to the death in order to become immortal." "That's because their lifespans are limited, if they don't fight, they'll die!" "But I'm different." "If I go and fight, that's when I'll really die." "As long as I can endure and slowly cultivate, one day I'll become an immortal." This is a story of an everlasting being who endures his way to immortality in the Cultivation World.

Aiden_Cleary · Fantasy
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  Chapter 233: Steady on the Hand

  In case one was targeted by the miscreants while selling spirit rice and then alerted the Foundation Establishment Realist who was guarding the Golden Snake Immortal Workshop.

  If the Foundation Establishment Realist guarding the Golden Snake Immortal Workshop were to covet the spirit stones in his possession and wanted to make a move.

  With his own means today, he was afraid that it would be difficult to kill him.

  In that case, in case the other party called out to his friends, he might have to perform the Blood Escape Technique to escape from this place.

  Although this situation was unlikely to happen, it could not be left unguarded.

  After pondering, He Song decided to play it safe and laid down three formations in a small valley dozens of miles away from the Golden Snake Immortal Workshop.

  A Luo Smoke Formation.

  A Seven Killings Heavenly Fire Formation.

  A Sea Fixing Morning Glory Formation.

  With the assistance of these three formations, coupled with his current cultivation level of mid Foundation Establishment, and the assistance of the four spirit puppets.

  Even if there was really an extreme situation like the one he had thought of happening, he would be able to kill the future person without any pressure with his mind.

  Even if nothing happened, one would not lose anything by making this arrangement.

  If that was the case, why not do it?

  With this thought, after He Song finished setting up the three formations, he once again confirmed that his exposed cultivation was at the seventh level of Qi cultivation, and that there was no obvious mark on his black robe.

  And will own appearance body shape again change.

  Waiting until he became a black robe, proportional body, wearing a black bucket hat after the ordinary cultivator.

  Only then did He Song nod his head, expressing satisfaction with his current outfit.

  At this moment, He Song.

  In the eyes of outsiders, he was a casual cultivator at the seventh level of Qi cultivation with a well-proportioned body, who liked to hide his head and tail and wore a black robe.

  Such a costume was very common in the Immortal Cultivation World.

  Naturally, no one would associate it with a Foundation Establishment.

  Unusual Foundation Establishment real people.

  Which one of them was not high and mighty, and how could he deliberately hide his cultivation like He Song did?

  After all of this, He Song executed the Lianshan Royal Wind Technique, and his entire body suddenly and violently rushed towards the direction of the Golden Snake Immortal Workshop.

  The distance of tens of miles passed in the blink of an eye.

  Soon.

  He Song stepped into the Golden Snake Immortal Place.

  Due to the fact that he had revealed his cultivation at the seventh level of Qi cultivation, he didn't encounter any ungrateful people along the way.

  Spirit Medicine Pavilion.

  When the black-robed He Song stepped into this place, he was soon invited by a Spirit Pill Pavilion deacon into the precious living room alone.

  Inside the noble parlor.

  "I, Sun Yu, am the deacon of this Spirit Pill Pavilion... I wonder if your honored guest has something important to say?"

  Arching his hand towards He Song, Sun Yu opened his mouth and asked while casually brewing tea for He Song.

  As the aroma of tea began to permeate the noble parlor.

  He Song also opened his mouth with it.

  "My name is scattered cultivator Chen Zhou, this time I came to your place, but I want to sell some spirit rice, I don't know if it's possible?"

  Without hiding anything, He Song directly stated his purpose.

  At this time, he was not what he used to be.

  If anything.

  When he was in the Qi Practicing Stage, he was still anxious about selling spiritual rice, fearing that he would attract the coveted words of Foundation Establishment realm cultivators.

  Nowadays, his cultivation has already reached the middle Foundation Establishment stage.

  With the cultivation of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, He Song naturally has no more worries about selling some small things like spiritual rice.

  The more than 100,000 pounds of spiritual rice he had on him was just over 10,000 spiritual stones.

  If a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator can't even keep more than 10,000 spirit stones, then what kind of Immortal cultivation is that?

  Even if it aroused the covetousness of the Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator here, he himself had already set up the formation in advance.

  When the time came, he would draw the other party towards the formation.

  Maybe.

  This Foundation Establishment will be the first Foundation Establishment to die at the hands of He Song.

  It was because he had considered every aspect and felt that he would not be in any danger.

  Only then did He Song come to this place so assuredly and boldly to make a deal.

  "Yes, yes, of course, I wonder how much spirit rice you have? This pavilion's purchase price for spirit rice is 90% of the outside world's price, I wonder if you can agree to that?"

  Seeing that He Song was not here to shop, but instead to sell, Sun Yu was the first to flash a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

  But when he heard that He Song was here to sell spiritual rice, the disappointment in Sun Yu's eyes instantly disappeared, and a smile immediately climbed onto his face.

  When he spoke, his attitude also began to warm up.

  Seeing this.

  He Song's heart was slightly surprised, but he was only slightly wary and then put it behind him.

  Who cares where this attitude came from, he was only here to sell spiritual rice.

  If anything really happened afterwards.

  With his own cultivation and the preparations he had made before, he didn't have to worry in the slightest.

  Thinking of this, He Song nodded.

  "I have a total of more than 100,000 pounds of spirit rice in my hand, and I would also like to ask Deacon Sun to fetch a larger storage bag, otherwise it won't fit."

  "As for the price, 90% is 90%."

  Regarding the price at which the Immortal Workshop purchased spiritual rice, He Song had sold spiritual rice many times before and naturally knew it.

  However, since he didn't have any other storage bags on him, he could only ask Sun Yu to go and get a larger storage bag to hold the spiritual rice this time.   

  The storage bag in his hand is big, but as a cultivator, He Song is impossible to give his own storage bag to others to see.

  To sell, can only let Sun Yu take other storage bag, he then put the spiritual rice into that storage bag, so as to trade.

  Sun Yu nodded his head when he heard this.

  "Fellow Daoist wait a moment, I will go fetch it right now."

  Arching his hand towards He Song, Sun Yu handed He Song a cup of tea before he retired and went out.

  Seeing this situation, He Song pondered a little, and the divine sense hidden in the Mud Palace Pill, suddenly probed out a little, and began to sense the surrounding situation.

  Previously, without divine sense, even if He Song wanted to know other people's movements, he was unable to do so.

  But nowadays.

  As a Foundation Establishment Real Person, if he wanted to know the movements of other people, he only needed to probe out his divine sense.

  Of course, after probing out his Divine Sense, he must not directly contact other cultivators.

  Otherwise, he would definitely be instantly detected.

  Only after probing out the divine sense, bypassing the figure of each cultivator, and then using the sense of the divine sense for the surrounding things, to determine the movements of others.

  After doing so, even though He Song was in the precious living room, he was still able to know Sun Yu's movements and even hear his voice.

  Although this could not be as accurate as seeing with the eyes.

  However, for grasping the movements of others, it was sufficient.

  There was divine sense sensing.

  No matter what Sun Yu did, He Song would be able to know it at the first time and respond accordingly without the other party realizing it.

  Of course, the fact that He Song could do this here was because he bullied the cultivators of the Pill Pavilion for their low cultivation level.

  If it were any other place where there were Foundation Establishment real people, He Song would have been detected in an instant if he had done so.

  At that time .

  Under He Song's divine sense sensing.

  After Sun Yu left the precious parlor, he soon traveled all the way to the Spirit Medicine Pavilion's warehouse.

  Inside the warehouse, he took out a large cargo storage bag.

  Only then did he come back towards your living room.

  Seeing that this Sun Yu did not make any other moves, a hint of realization flashed in He Song's eyes.

  This person.

  It seems that he did not have any bad thoughts about these hundred thousand pounds of spiritual rice in his hands.

  If he had, I'm afraid that this person would have already made a move when he left your living room.

  No matter what, when he arrived in the Spirit Pill Pavilion's warehouse, he would also have made a move.

  It would not be like today, when he left the living room and directly entered the warehouse, and he did not take any action along the way.

  After realizing this, He Song withdrew his divine sense and waited for Sun Yu's return.

  Soon.

  Sun Yu's silhouette appeared at the entrance of your living room.

  Handing over the cargo storage bag that he had just taken out in his hand to He Song, Sun Yu's face remained unchanged while his gaze looked towards He Song.

  It seemed that he wanted to see where He Song's more than 100,000 pounds of spiritual rice was.

  In this regard, He Song did not hide it.

  He directly took the cargo storage bag, and with a thought, the more than 100,000 pounds of spiritual rice in his own storage bag immediately fell into the cargo storage bag.

  After waiting for the more than 100,000 pounds of spiritual rice to all fall into the freight storage bag, He Song then handed over the freight storage bag in his hand to Sun Yu.

  Receiving the storage bag handed over by He Song, Sun Yu took a look.

  A trace of shock immediately flashed in his eyes.

  But then, the shock in Sun Yu's eyes was covered up and a smile quickly appeared on his face.

  "These spirit rice sold by fellow Daoist is a total of 121,000 jin, it should have gotten 12,100 spirit stones, at 90% of the market price, it would have gotten 10,089,900 spirit stones."

  "As a deacon of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion, I can add ten more spirit stones for you, and the total will be sold at ten thousand and nine hundred spirit stones, how?"

  Saying that, Sun Yu looked at He Song, but saw that He Song also happened to look at himself with surprise on his face.

  However, when he looked at him, Sun Yu's expression on his face was quite calm, and there didn't seem to be anything wrong with it.

  Seeing this situation, He Song nodded his head and agreed to the price.

  However, in his heart, looking at Sun Yu's calm appearance at the moment, He Song remembered those Spirit Medicine Pavilion deacons who had traded spiritual rice with him.

  Those who don't have bad intentions towards themselves will basically try to get some kickbacks.

  Those who don't want kickbacks are basically people with bad intentions.

  This Sun Yu.

  Seems like he was not as good as he thought before.

  Such thoughts flashed through his mind, but He Song's face did not move, and did not open his mouth to say anything else.

  And in front of him.

  Seeing that He Song had already agreed to this price, Sun Yu nodded his head, and after placing the cargo storage bag back on the table, he smiled faintly at He Song again.

  "Fellow Daoist wait a moment, I will make another trip to the warehouse to fetch your spirit stones."

  After saying that, Sun Yu turned around and left.

  However, just the moment Sun Yu left the precious living room, He Song then probed out his divine sense again and began to sense Sun Yu's every move.

  Sun Yu hadn't done anything out of the ordinary just now though.

  Even the cargo storage bag containing the spiritual rice was unreservedly placed on the table in front of He Song.

  However, He Song already had suspicions in his heart.

  He had also been a deacon of an Immortal Workshop, and although he hadn't been a deacon for too long, he knew the twists and turns of the various Immortal Workshops.

  Now this Sun Yu not only did not take kickbacks, but also behaved without any abnormality, which naturally attracted He Song's attention.

  Could it be that this Sun Yu has a bigger plan?

  (End of chapter)