Xianxia :I live for ever in Cultivation World

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Since it was the closest location, the best destination for He Song was naturally this immortal market. 

The Flame Light Immortal Market. 

It was hundreds of miles away from the spirit fields where He Song was located. 

He Song activated the Mountain-Linking Wind Travel Technique, and his figure moved swiftly forward. However, it still took him a considerable amount of time to finally reach the outskirts of the Flame Light Immortal Market. 

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However, upon arriving at the outskirts of the Flame Light Immortal Market, He Song did not rush to enter. 

Instead, he stopped dozens of miles away from the market. 

Hiding in a secluded valley, after a brief moment of thought, He Song quickly produced a series of formation bases in his hands. 

As He Song continued to form hand seals, the formation bases flew in all directions. 

Soon, a Maze Formation and a Five Elements Formation were successfully set up by He Song. 

By turning this secluded valley, which was only dozens of miles away from the Flame Light Immortal Market, into his temporary base and completely enveloping it with the two formations, He Song finally let out a sigh of relief. 

His gaze turned toward the distant direction of the Flame Light Immortal Market. 

Setting up formations dozens of miles away from the Flame Light Immortal Market wasn't because He Song wanted to stay here long-term. 

It was simply because He Song currently had an overwhelming amount of spirit rice on him. 

Two hundred and twenty thousand pounds of spirit rice. 

Once sold, it would amount to at least twenty thousand spirit stones. 

Twenty thousand spirit stones! 

Even late-stage Qi Condensation cultivators would be tempted, let alone early-stage Foundation Establishment True Persons. 

Although He Song had already decided that he would sell no more than one hundred and ten thousand pounds of spirit rice at a single immortal market, pocketing ten thousand spirit stones before quickly moving on to another market, such actions could still attract unwanted attention. 

Even selling just one hundred and ten thousand pounds of spirit rice would net him at least ten thousand spirit stones. 

Ten thousand spirit stones. 

This number was carefully considered by He Song. 

It was precisely the amount that would not catch the interest of Foundation Establishment True Persons, yet might still be within the capabilities of late-stage Qi Condensation cultivators to deal with him. 

In the world of cultivation, strange and powerful spells were endless. 

No matter how cautious He Song was, there was always a chance of oversight. 

Thus, as a precaution, He Song decided to set up formations here. 

If he was truly being targeted, as long as it wasn't a Foundation Establishment True Person, with the Five Elements Formation and the Maze Formation in place, even if he couldn't defeat the opponent, he could retreat safely. 

This added an extra layer of security for himself. 

And if he could defeat them, who knows—perhaps He Song would even take on the persona of an evil cultivator and gladly accept their storage pouches. 

After all, whether as Han Feiyu or Lin Fan, the person committing these acts had nothing to do with He Song himself. 

After setting up the two formations in the valley, He Song's body descended underground and swiftly moved toward the Flame Light Immortal Market. 

When he was only a few miles away from the market, He Song's figure emerged onto the surface. 

At this moment, He Song wore a black robe. 

All traces of his presence were concealed, and his appearance and physique had been altered beforehand. 

Thus, when He Song stepped into the Flame Light Immortal Market, no one could have guessed that this person carried resources equivalent to two hundred and twenty thousand pounds of spirit rice. 

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Stepping into the Flame Light Immortal Market, after checking the map of the market, He Song quickly headed toward the Spirit Medicine Pavilion. 

The Spirit Medicine Pavilion. 

As soon as He Song entered, revealing a hint of late-stage Qi Condensation spiritual pressure, a person suddenly appeared before him. 

"I am Mi Cang, the steward of this place. Greetings, Fellow Daoist. Please follow me to the VIP lounge." 

As soon as the words were spoken, Mi Cang gave He Song a slight bow and led the way, quickly guiding him into the VIP lounge. 

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Inside the VIP lounge, the faint aroma of tea permeated the air, causing He Song's eyebrows to raise slightly. 

Why was Bi Xian Spiritual Tea every where? 

It was present in the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market, the Spirit Rabbit Immortal Market, and now even in the Flame Light Immortal Market. 

Could it be that this tea, which slightly increased one's cultivation when consumed, was a staple in every immortal market's VIP lounge? 

Or perhaps the Earth Sect had a high output of Bi Xian Spiritual Tea, enough to supply all the markets under its jurisdiction?

He Song, who hadn't paid attention to this before, now recalled the production of Bi Xian Spiritual Tea within the Earth Sect. 

However, his thoughts were soon interrupted by Mi Cang. 

"May I ask how to address Fellow Daoist? Are you here to purchase some spiritual herbs or flowers?" 

Seeing that He Song had shown interest in the Bi Xian Spiritual Tea after being led into the VIP lounge, Mi Cang thought for a moment before asking. 

The Bi Xian Spiritual Tea was precious, and even he didn't have the authority to give it away. 

Therefore, he could only interrupt He Song's interest and inquire about his purpose for visiting. 

"I am Lin Fan, a wandering cultivator. I'm here to sell some spirit rice and don't need any spiritual herbs or flowers." 

Interrupted from his thoughts, He Song didn't mind and stated his purpose before placing a storage pouch on the table in front of him. 

This storage pouch contained exactly one hundred and ten thousand pounds of spirit rice. 

The other storage pouch on He Song's person, aside from holding another one hundred and ten thousand pounds of spirit rice, also contained his daily necessities. 

Storage pouches were expensive. 

Even within the Earth Sect, He Song had spent a thousand spirit stones to purchase one. 

This was also why He Song had decided to come out every two years to sell his spirit rice. 

Storage pouches were too costly. Buying one every year to store spirit rice would require a significant amount of spirit stones. 

Thus, it was better to buy two and sell the spirit rice once every two years. 

Though it was a bit troublesome, at least it didn't cost as many spirit stones. 

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Beside him, seeing He Song take out a storage pouch, Mi Cang nodded and picked it up. 

However, as he checked the amount of spirit rice inside, his eyebrows suddenly twitched. 

A large storage pouch? One hundred and ten thousand pounds of spirit rice? 

Mi Cang's gaze subtly swept over He Song's figure, and his heart trembled. 

This person had come in disguise—he was definitely not as simple as he appeared. 

Such a thought flashed through Mi Cang's mind, but his expression remained calm, showing no trace of shock. 

No one could guess what he was truly thinking. 

By the time he placed the storage pouch back on the table, there was no sign of anything unusual. 

"Fellow Daoist Lin, there is a total of one hundred and ten thousand pounds of spirit rice here. The Spirit Medicine Pavilion will take a ten percent profit, leaving you with nine thousand nine hundred spirit stones." 

"May I ask if Fellow Daoist Lin is satisfied with this arrangement?" 

Placing the storage pouch on the table, Mi Cang asked. 

On the other side of the table, He Song's expression remained unchanged, but upon hearing Mi Cang's words, a hint of surprise arose in his mind. 

What was going on? 

(End of Chapter)

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