Eternal life begins with saving my clan

Chapter 58: Looking at Dead Things

In the blink of an eye, half a year passed.

In the small courtyard of Yunhe Alley, Shen Ping pushed open the wooden window, and the warm air assaulted his face. He looked up at the clear and clean sky. He was in a rather good mood.

During this period of time, after his high-intensity and meticulous hard work, although it did not increase the effect, he still obtained more than three years of lifespan!

If this continued, he believed that he could rely on his hard work to obtain Foundation Establishment lifespan. The only flaw was that he had to go out to buy cultivation-assisted medicinal pills, sell talismans, make puppets, and so on.

And every time he went out, it would increase the danger.

Although the marketplace still looked prosperous and lively, it was no longer as safe as before. The most obvious thing was that bloodshed was constantly increasing. Ever since the Danxia Sect's celebration, 20 to 30 cultivators had been attacked in various alleys and died. This was very rare in the past in Cloud Mountain Parlour.

The Golden Sun Sect's law enforcement patrol team had completely become a decoration. They could not catch the cultivator who was disturbing their safety at all. This caused the cultivators in the various alleys to panic. Now, even Fellow Daoist Mu, who often went out, rarely went out.

Alchemist Feng had also been refining pills in his room.

Only the Zhang brothers on the opposite side still maintained their frequency of going out. Perhaps for battle cultivators like the Zhang family who liked to fight, the current situation of the market was more suitable for them.

"Husband, Senior Yu has come out of seclusion!" Bai Yuying's voice sounded.

Shen Ping closed the wooden window and hurriedly walked downstairs. When he saw the uncontrollable joy in the corners of Yu Yan's eyes, he smiled and cupped his hands. "Congratulations on breaking through to the sixth level of Qi Refinement, you're one step closer to the Foundation Establishment Realm. Congratulations!"

Yu Yan's fair skin was moist. After advancing to the sixth level of Qi Refinement, her temperament under the robe had a floating immortal smell. She smiled. "Husband, it's all thanks to the medicinal pills and spirit liquid you gave me that I was lucky enough to break through this time. If not for that, I would probably have to cultivate for seven to eight years to break through."

Hearing Yu Yan's address, Shen Ping's heart warmed. "Should we celebrate and exchange cultivation insights?"

"Fellow Daoist Shen, you're not eating anymore?"

"I'll eat fruits."

"With grapefruits."

The two gazes intersected and gathered. Sparks gradually spread in their pupils. In the next second, in the wooden bucket in the main room.

"Water-walking Flood Dragon. Or crossing the bypass. Choose quickly!" Shen Ping pulled off his robe and looked at the thin powder like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

"You can't transform into a flood dragon. I want the bypass!"

A cup of wine in the peach and plum spring breeze. Facing the lamp for ten years in loneliness.

Accompanied by a long moan, Shen Ping leaned against the edge of the wooden bucket and shook his head helplessly. "The road is long and slippery. Fellow Daoist Yu, you're still better at this battle."

Yu Yan closed her eyes and reminisced. She smiled. "Who asked you to be so anxious? But let's get down to business. This time, I've broken through to the sixth level of Qi Refinement. I can form a small team in the Deacon Hall.

The market is not safe now. If I can gather a few more Fellow Daoists, we can take care of each other if anything happens. And I'll be better informed."

Shen Ping pondered for a moment. "What restrictions are there between such small hunting teams?"

"With a Blood Contract, we can't fight each other. There must be four or five members." Yu Yan said seriously, "Husband, I know your personality, but you have to plan ahead. You're a high-grade Talisman Master. With me around, you can build it quickly."

As for the hunting cultivators in the market, Shen Ping did not know much, but Yu Yan's suggestion seemed to be feasible at the moment. He rarely went out in Yunhe Alley and the sources of information were only the Spring Embroidery Pavilion and the True Treasure Pavilion. If these two channels were cut off, he would become blind and deaf.

However, he was not in a hurry to reply. Instead, he pondered for a moment and slowly said, "To be honest with Fellow Daoist Yu, I'm preparing to leave the Cloud Mountain Swamp to go to the main sect's market. Recently, the situation in the Cloud Mountain Parlour has been getting more and more unstable. With our strength, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to deal with if anything happens."

Yu Yan was stunned for a moment before she smiled and said, "It's fine as long as Fellow Daoist Shen has a plan in mind. However, if you want to go to the main sect's market, you have to do it early."

Shen Ping nodded. "I'll go out later."

…

In the market.

In the hall of the Golden Sun Sect's outer sect Deacon Hall.

There was an endless stream of cultivators coming and going. The hall was divided into two areas. One was the main hall for accepting missions, and the other was the side hall for dealing with daily matters.

Shen Ping arrived and waited for a while. When it was his turn, he hurriedly went forward. "Deacon, may I ask when the flying ship from the Golden Sun Sect will set off in the direction of the main sect?"

The deacon said casually, "The main sect has suspended the flying ship. It will depend on the main sect's attitude on when it will resume its operations."

Shen Ping's heart sank when he heard that. He hurriedly asked again, "What about the flying ships that go to the other states of Wei Kingdom?"

"Once every three years."

He left the Deacon Hall. Shen Ping felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on his heart. His happy mood in the morning was completely gone now.

The flying ship had stopped its operations. This meant that the passageway to the outside world from the Cloud Mountain Swamp had been cut off. There were countless demon beasts in the 100,000 towering mountains.

Even a force like Spring Garden found it difficult to enter from the outside, let alone a lone cultivator like him. It was impossible for him to leave alone.

How could he dare to have any hope for the flying ship that the deacon said would go to the other states every three years now?

"Maybe it's just temporary." Shen Ping comforted himself, but the uneasiness in his heart became heavier. He returned to the small courtyard. He told Yu Yan this news.

Yu Yan was silent for a moment before gritting her teeth and saying, "When the Danxia Sect was established, many cultivators rushed over on flying ships. I'm afraid they won't be able to return now."

Shen Ping was shocked. "You mean that the Danxia Sect deliberately established a sect in Cloud Mountain?"

Yu Yan nodded. "It's very likely. In the past half a year, the Danxia Sect has recruited disciples three times. Moreover, it's said that they will recruit disciples every half a year in the future. The disciples of the other sects have also recruited individual cultivators in the Deacon Hall. They said that they want to establish their own law enforcement team, but there's no progress until now.

With the strength of the sect disciples, how can they delay for half a year if they really want to establish it? I already felt that something was wrong. Now that the flying ship has stopped, this matter is even more wrong."

Shen Ping frowned. He had never paid attention to such matters.

"Oh right, the Luosha Demonic Valley… With the temperament of the Yue Kingdom's demonic sects, they should have stirred up trouble in the market for the past half a year. But ever since the Danxia Sect was established, these demonic cultivators seem to have disappeared." He voiced his doubts.

Yu Yan glanced at Shen Ping. "That Chen Ying from the Acacia Faction in our small courtyard doesn't seem to have disturbed you again."

Shen Ping was speechless. "Why did you mention—"

Halfway through his sentence, his expression became serious. In the past six months, he had rarely gone out and had never met Chen Ying. However, he would sometimes see Chen Ying through the wooden window in the small courtyard.

The other party only smiled at him calmly.

Initially, he thought that without this Acacia Faction disciple disturbing him, his cultivation life would be much smoother. Now that he thought about it carefully, Chen Ying's gaze was very similar to looking at a slightly valuable dead thing!