Xianxia :I live for ever in Cultivation World

Thus, after the transaction was completed and both parties had received their due, He Song walked away with nine thousand nine hundred fifty spirit stones, while the other party pocketed fifty. 

It was a satisfactory outcome for both sides. 

After the trade was over, He Song followed his usual routine. 

He spent ten spirit stones to rent a room at the inn within the immortal market, changed his appearance, cleansed himself with spiritual energy, and then descended underground, heading toward a temporary base dozens of miles away. 

He stayed in this base for two days, waiting to see if anyone would come after him. 

When no one did, he dismantled the formations and set off back toward the Earth Sect. 

This trip outside the sect had been highly fruitful. 

The priority now was to return as soon as possible and convert these gains into personal strength. 

Soon. 

He Song returned to the Earth Sect. 

However, before he could begin his seclusion, a message paper crane flew in from the horizon, delaying his plans to immediately start cultivation and strive for breaking through to the ninth layer of Qi Condensation. 

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In the small courtyard where the outer disciples of the Earth Sect resided, He Song had just returned when a message paper crane landed before him. 

Releasing his spiritual energy, he waited for the glowing crane to transform into a thin sheet of paper and fall into his hands. 

He then read the message: 

"To Fellow Daoist He, Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market may soon face calamity. 

I have already fled the market and am heading toward Green Wall Immortal City." 

"If you have any relatives or friends still in the market, I urge you to prepare early." 

"For over a decade, the conflict between the Green Wall Immortal City's law enforcement team and the evil cultivators has not ceased, though it had calmed down somewhat in recent years." 

"However, several years ago, the situation took a turn for the worse." 

"This time, the evil cultivators are coming in full force, unlike their previous minor skirmishes. 

After observing them for years, I've felt an unsettling sense of dread." 

"With no other choice, I have decided to temporarily leave Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market and flee to Green Wall Immortal City." 

"As a disciple of the Earth Sect, you are safe, but if you have any relatives or friends still in the market, please make preparations." 

"Zhao Lin." 

As He Song scanned the lines on the paper, his brows furrowed. 

He had been about to enter seclusion, but now he paused. 

Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market might face calamity? 

Relatives or friends in the market? 

Did he even have any relatives or friends left in Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market? 

As this thought crossed his mind, the image of a little girl suddenly flashed in his memory. 

A flicker of realization passed through his eyes. 

He understood Zhao Lin's purpose in sending this message. 

Zhao Lin knew about his connection with Su Yan. 

Though there wasn't much between He Song and Su Yan—no deep entanglement—it was Su Yan's pure affection for him during her childhood that had once made him reconsider joining the Earth Sect as a genius. 

Although He Song didn't feel particularly close to Su Yan, he did pay more attention to her than to others. 

This time, with Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market facing potential disaster, Zhao Lin had chosen to flee and head to Green Wall Immortal City. 

Clearly, he wanted to curry favor with He Song by informing him of the situation. 

However. 

Looking at the paper in his hand, He Song shook his head and chuckled. 

Zhao Lin was his friend, but he didn't know He Song as well as Meng Guan or Wei Fan did. 

If it were Wei Fan or Meng Guan in this situation, they wouldn't tell He Song to "prepare early." 

Instead, they'd urge him to notify Su Yan to run immediately. 

Prepare early? 

Prepare for what? 

Would he personally travel thousands of miles to Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market, bring Su Yan to Green Wall Immortal City, or even take her directly into the Earth Sect? 

That was overthinking it. 

Now that he had received this news, the most he could do was send a message to Su Yan, informing her of the situation so she could leave Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market and seek refuge in Green Wall Immortal City. 

As for whether his message would have any effect, or whether Su Yan would heed his advice and immediately head to Green Wall Immortal City—that was none of He Song's concern. 

Such information could save a life. 

By informing Su Yan, He Song would have repaid the debt of gratitude he owed her for enlightening him in the past. 

As for what happened afterward, that was up to fate. 

After all, he had done what he could. 

If Su Yan chose not to listen, He Song wouldn't personally go to rescue her. 

The debt of gratitude would be repaid. 

From now on, they would likely never meet again. 

In that case, Su Yan's future fate had little to do with He Song. 

As for the truth of this message, given Zhao Lin's cautious nature, He Song believed it was probably true. 

When danger loomed, Zhao Lin would act just like He Song—abandon everything and flee quickly. 

If He Song hadn't been brought into the Earth Sect by Meng Guan, and if he were still living in Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market, he would have been the first to flee, not Zhao Lin. 

He Song understood Zhao Lin's cautiousness well. 

Back when the law enforcement team from Green Wall Immortal City arrived, both of them had fled together. 

After He Song gave Zhao Lin some advice, Zhao Lin didn't hesitate for a moment before running. 

Zhao Lin's caution, and the veracity of this message, were beyond doubt. 

Casually picking up a piece of paper, He Song let spiritual energy flow from his fingertips, quickly inscribing a few lines: 

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Zhao, for informing me. 

In Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market, my only friend is you." 

"As for Su Yan, I will also notify her." 

"Now that you have left, I need not worry." 

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, please be careful on your journey. 

Safe travels." 

"He Song." 

As the words appeared, He Song exhaled a breath of spiritual energy. 

The paper instantly transformed into a message paper crane, which swiftly flew toward Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market. 

Zhao Lin had taken the time to inform him of the impending calamity, so He Song felt the need to express his gratitude. 

After finishing this, He Song paused for a moment, then produced another piece of paper. 

Since he had already thanked Zhao Lin and mentioned in his reply that he would inform Su Yan, He Song naturally wouldn't renege on his promise. 

As soon as the paper appeared, a wisp of spiritual energy flowed from his fingertips. 

Quickly, he inscribed the following words: 

"Su Yan, Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market may face calamity. 

For now, it's best to seek refuge in Green Wall Immortal City." 

"He Song." 

Once the words appeared, He Song exhaled another breath of spiritual energy. 

Another message paper crane soared into the sky, speeding toward Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market. 

After completing these tasks, He Song closed the courtyard gate and quickly immersed himself in cultivation. 

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At this point, four years had passed since He Song broke through to the eighth layer of Qi Condensation. 

During these four years, his cultivation had steadily progressed. 

Even though he had spent two years traveling outside, constantly searching for places to cultivate spirit fields and learning to set up Minor Spirit Gathering Formations, and later studying the Mist Veil Formation, his progress had never slowed. 

During those two years of travel, aside from the sparse spiritual energy in some locations, He Song had never lacked auxiliary cultivation resources like pills. 

As a result, though his cultivation speed was slightly slower than usual, it wasn't by much. 

Now, four years later, He Song had entered seclusion again, determined not to emerge until he broke through to the ninth layer of Qi Condensation. 

Time flowed gently, and two more years passed in the blink of an eye. 

During these two years, aside from cultivating in seclusion, He Song remained fully informed about external developments. 

Unlike other outer disciples of the Earth Sect, who had mostly trained in the Earth Sect's branch courtyards before being allowed to join as outer disciples upon reaching the late stage of Qi Condensation, He Song had connections with friends outside the sect. 

This made him far better informed than those whose social circles were limited to fellow disciples. 

Even while residing within the Earth Sect, He Song frequently received message paper cranes that landed in his courtyard. 

Thanks to this, he not only stayed updated on external events but also formed acquaintances with many outer disciples of the Earth Sect. 

Though they weren't close friends, they could at least converse politely. 

He Song didn't find this unusual. 

On the contrary, he felt a certain fondness for these outer disciples who lived under the protection of the Earth Sect. 

Compared to the treachery of cultivators in the outside world, the outer disciples of the Earth Sect could almost be considered paragons of morality. 

Though there were some with hidden depths, they seemed far too naive compared to outsiders. 

They were well-protected by the Earth Sect. 

Perhaps they would only mature mentally after successfully establishing their Foundation and being sent to guard a location, or after failing to establish their Foundation and being reassigned elsewhere. 

With the Earth Sect as their backing, such behavior wouldn't lead to dire consequences. 

Observing this, He Song couldn't help but feel a sense of approval for the way the Earth Sect nurtured its disciples. 

When it was time to cultivate, the sect provided the best conditions. 

When it was time to grow, the sect offered the strongest support, allowing disciples' minds to mature gradually. 

No wonder so many people fought desperately to join a sect and become disciples. 

Such conditions were simply too generous. 

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During these two years, He Song also received detailed updates regarding the calamity at Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market that Zhao Lin had warned him about. 

After leaving Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market, Zhao Lin had sent He Song a message paper crane. 

Based on the information in that message, He Song warned Su Yan to leave as soon as possible. 

Later, Su Yan replied, saying she was preparing to depart. 

Seeing this, He Song didn't say anything further. 

Several months later, while He Song was in seclusion, he received another message paper crane from Zhao Lin. 

In it, Zhao Lin expressed relief at having fled quickly, as he might have died in the calamity that struck the market. 

According to Zhao Lin's description: 

Several months after he left, Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market was suddenly attacked by evil cultivators. 

Although True Person Bear Mountain was present, the evil cultivators mysteriously included a Foundation Establishment True Person. 

True Person Bear Mountain was held back by this Foundation Establishment cultivator. 

Then, hordes of evil cultivators poured in from all directions. 

In an instant, the spirit fields on the outskirts of Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market were destroyed, and the wandering cultivators renting space there were slaughtered en masse. 

One by one, hiding wandering cultivators were found by the evil cultivators. 

After being stripped of their spirit stones, they were casually killed. 

Shop after shop was smashed by the evil cultivators, their goods plundered. 

Cultivators, stunned by the sudden calamity, were driven step by step toward the innermost circle of the market. 

(End of Chapter) 

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