Old Ancestor Jin Feng

"Greetings, Old Ancestor Chen."

After entering the wooden house, Xue Ting bowed deeply to Chen Mobai.

"Nephew Xue, there's no need for such formalities. It's been many years since we last met. I'm very pleased to see that you've successfully Foundation Establishment."

Chen Mobai's impression of Xue Ting was limited to the label of being a disciple of the Blowing Snow Palace. However, he was always gentle in his dealings with people. He reached out and a gentle, invisible spiritual energy surged out, helping her up from a distance.

"Reporting to Old Ancestor Chen, since I left Little South Mountain eighteen years ago, I have been thinking about those days every moment."

After Xue Ting stood up, she said something that surprised Chen Mobai.

Eighteen years have passed, and he still doesn't remember when this Blowing Snow Palace disciple came or left. Yet she remembers it so clearly.

"If you have time in the future, you can come to Little South Mountain more often. Ming'er will always be here."

Chen Mobai said with a smile that he planned to keep Zhuo Ming, this precious gem, in the Giant Wood Ridge forever. Even Yin Qingmei, with her Heaven Spirit Root, was far less valuable than Zhuo Ming in his eyes.

However, this would make Zhuo Ming rather lonely. It would be a good thing for her if a friend from outside the Divine Wood Sect could come and visit her often.

"Thank you, Old Ancestor Chen. This is a congratulatory gift from our Old Ancestor Kong, to celebrate your Core Formation."

Although Xue Ting had the intention of seeking refuge, she knew she needed to find a suitable time to bring it up, since the level of trust between the Eastern Wasteland Great Sect was not very high. So she decided to offer gifts according to her status first.

Chen Mobai nodded, Zhuo Ming immediately took it.

This is an exquisite box carved from ice. Within its slightly transparent body, two halos of red and blue light emanate, making it quite dazzling.

Chen Mobai opened it with some curiosity, and his eyes widened slightly when he saw what it contained.

Since Xue Ting was representing the Blowing Snow Palace to celebrate Chen Mobai's Core Formation Ceremony, Kong Lingling brought out some good items worthy of Core Formation occasion.

At the bottom of the box were two Mid-grade Spirit Stone, and on top of the Spirit Stone were a pair of beautiful crystal jades.

The crystal is a deep blue, its chill penetrating to the bone; the jade is a vibrant red, its warmth gentle and comforting.

Chen Mobai had completed a course on Minerals identification at the Dao Academy, and he also happened to know the names of these two things in the Sky River Realm.

"Cold Ice Congealed Crystal, Thousand Year Warm Jade!"

Moreover, this Cold Ice Congealed Crystal is even colder and deeper blue than the one that assisted Yan Bingxuan in her Foundation Establishment; it is clearly of the Third Grade tier.

Needless to say, the Thousand Year Warm Jade is also of the Third Grade.

This Cold Ice Congealed Crystal can be used to upgrade the Crimson Cloud Mist Silk. This transportation and defensive Magic Artifact was no longer up to par at its Second Grade level after he Core Formation, so it's a good opportunity to upgrade it.

The Thousand Year Warm Jade is compatible with Chen Mobai's attributes. He took the Golden Liquid Jade Return Pill Core Formation refined by Yan Shaoyin, but there is still some Pill Toxin in his body. He needs to cultivate the Lamp Burning Technique to purify and cleanse it, and the Warm Jade can help him clear the Pill Toxin more quickly.

"True Person Kong kind. Please tell him to thank me when you get back."

Chen Mobai said sincerely, and couldn't help but admire the abundance of resources in the Sky River Realm.

These two items cannot be purchased even with Merit Points in the Immortal Sect.

Chen Mobai then talked with Xue Ting for a while. As it was getting dark, Zhuo Ming spoke up.

"Master, Junior Sister Xue also brought some Five Grain Rice Seed from the Blowing Snow Palace as a congratulatory gift to celebrate your Core Formation."

As expected, Chen Mobai's eyes lit up immediately when he heard the word "seed".

Of Hundred Arts of Cultivation, he truly loved farming the most.

Despite the fact that Zhuo Ming Omniscient Connection Power allowed them to hybridize a considerable amount of Second Tier Spirit Rice in Little South Mountain, they were still unable to cultivate Third Grade rice.

Chen Mobai knew that this was because there weren't enough varieties of rice to experiment with. With the Five Grain Rice Seed from the Snow Country, they could conduct hundreds more hybridization trials, and perhaps they would be able to grow Third Grade Spirit Rice.

"Oh, is that so?"

Chen Mobai was surprised to receive a large box of rice seeds that Xue Ting handed him, which were sorted and separated. He carefully picked up each seed one by one, held them in his palm, and used his Spiritual Sense to feel the dormant life force hidden within them.

All seeds are carefully selected and plump.

"Junior Nephew Xue, you are very kind."

Chen Mobai accepted the box of seeds with satisfaction, nodding and praising Xue Ting repeatedly.

"I'm very happy Xue Ting Old Ancestor Chen likes it."

"Haha, let's go, let's go to Little South Mountain."

After obtaining the new seed, Chen Mobai completely forgot about the Cold Ice Congealed Crystal and the Thousand Year Warm Jade, and couldn't wait to take Zhuo Ming and Xue Ting towards Little South Mountain.

By the time the three arrived, it was already dusk.

Zhuo Ming quickly prepared the two acres of Spirit Field and then sowed the seeds Chen Mobai had given her in the most suitable way. Xue Ting, who was beside her, also deftly rolled up the long sleeves of her palace dress and took out hoes and other spirit tools from her storage bag to help.

Chen Mobai naturally pointed and commented from the side.

Although he Core Formation, the level of his Spirit Plant had been completely surpassed by Zhuo Ming.

The Omniscient Connection has enabled Zhuo Ming to master all the Spirit Planter of the Divine Wood Sect over the years, making him Third Grade- level, fully accomplished Spirit Planter.

In recent years, whenever the Spiritual Plant Department has encountered any difficult problems such as the withering and decay of precious Herb, Zhuo Ming has been asked to solve them.

After Chen Mobai finished his mission of guarding the city for ten years after the Jian Country, Chu Zuoshu even suggested that Zhuo Ming take over his Legacy and gild his reputation.

However, Zhuo Ming was still too young and his cultivation level was not high, so his proposal was rejected at the meeting of the Three Halls Twelve Departments.

Those who initially rejected the proposal are now trying to find connections to explain the situation to Zhuo Ming after the news of Chen Mobai's Core Formation came out.

Soon after, Liu Wenbai, who had heard the news, also rushed over, carrying a hoe.

He knew that under Chen Mobai's tutelage, he could be unskilled in other things, but he absolutely had to know how to farm.

Many hands make light work, especially since all three of them are at the Foundation Establishment.

Soon, the entire box of seeds was planted.

By this time, it was completely dark, so the group naturally made use of what they had on hand. Liu Wenbai caught two Rice Flower Fish, Zhuo Ming went to another hilltop to catch Spirit Chicken, and Xue Ting skillfully fetched spring water to cook Spirit Rice.

Chen Mobai, naturally, lay on a large rock, directing them to work.

Over the years, the apprentice's culinary skills have long been mastered.

It's time for him to enjoy himself.

"Indeed, it is here that I feel relaxed, carefree and unrestrained. For eighteen years after leaving Little South Mountain, I have missed this place every moment."

Xue Ting was eating a piece of Jade Bamboo Spirit Rice when she suddenly spoke with some emotion.

"I miss it too. It feels like it's been so long since we ate Spirit Rice and farmed together."

After hearing this, Zhuo Ming, with a somewhat naive mind, said...

Since Luo Yixuan left the Divine Wood Sect, Chen Mobai has focused on Core Formation, and their lineage has had fewer farming and team-building activities.

Liu Wenbai hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and silently ate the grilled fish in his hand.

"Xuan'er's Soul Lamp is still there, and I will definitely bring her back."

Chen Mobai said this calmly, now he was confident enough to dominate the Eastern Wasteland.

His primary goal in the Sky River Realm is to find his missing apprentice.

After finishing his meal, Chen Mobai asked Zhuo Ming to take good care of Xue Ting, and then returned to the Longevity Wood Dao Field on his own.

Eastern Yi Mingjing Mountain is the location of the Xuanxiao Dao Palace sect.

Zhao Xuankang has been kneeling on the cliff top for a whole month.

His face was ashen, and he had no spiritual power left. He was like an ordinary person enduring the biting cold wind on the mountaintop. The torture, like being cut into a thousand pieces, caused him to suffer double pain in both body and mind.

But he dared not utter any painful cries, as if afraid of disturbing something, and gritted his teeth, enduring the pain.

Because the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Xuanxiao Dao Palace, Old Ancestor Jin Feng, lives in seclusion in the void above the cliff.

It was a stone house suspended in mid-air, with a black iron chain extending from a stone pillar on the edge of the cliff, holding the stone house in place.

The rich spiritual energy of the entire Mingjing Mountain rippled continuously in the void outside the cliff, as if the flowing water had solidified into a tangible substance.

The stone house swayed back and forth under the pull of the iron chains, and when it came into contact with the spiritual energy, it was like the void turning into ripples on the water, constantly rippling towards the cliff where Zhao Xuankang was kneeling.

Each time the spiritual energy rushed in, it was like a howling wind, scraping against Zhao Xuankang's body like a knife, causing him to groan involuntarily.

His golden robe was already mostly stained red with blood, but he still dared not argue or shout, he just gritted his teeth and endured it.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but just as Zhao Xuankang's consciousness was about to fade, a huge figure radiating golden light, as if composed of rays of light, emerged from the stone house and condensed in the void outside the cliff.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

Zhao Xuankang instantly regained his senses and began kowtowing repeatedly to the enormous golden figure.

"Tell me, why did the Eastern Wasteland fail?"

As Old Ancestor Jin Feng's calm voice rang out, Zhao Xuankang immediately recounted his Nan Xuanjing's experiences after they went to the Eastern Wasteland in detail.

"Chen Divine Wood Sect Chen Guixian!"

After listening to Zhao Xuankang's description, the Old Ancestor Jin Feng remembered the name.

A peerless swordsmanship genius who was still able to Core Formation despite the negative effects of the Nightmare Prayer Art.

Having just Core Formation, he was able to kill Nan Xuanjing. Is he another Kuzhu?

"Ancestor, the responsibility for Junior Brother Nan Xuanjing's death in the Eastern Wasteland lies entirely with me. However, I beg you to preserve my useful body so that I may avenge my junior brother."

Zhao Xuankang did not defend himself. He knew that the ancestor hated this kind of person the most, but he still pleaded for him in a roundabout way.

"You can't even handle a newly Core Formation cultivator, and Zhou Shengqing is about to Nascent Formation. How can you possibly avenge your nephew Nan? Are you asking me to take action?"

Old Ancestor Jin Feng spoke coldly.

"Ancestor, we cannot let Junior Brother Nan's grudge go unavenged. Otherwise, all the sects in Eastern Yi will think that our Xuanxiao Dao Palace is easy to bully. I can lie and say that the Divine Wood Sect has Nascent Formation spiritual object left by the Primordial Ancestor, which will lure Demonic Cultivator and tribulation cultivators to seize it. We can even go to the Yellow Spring Path and join forces with those ghost cultivators to destroy the Divine Wood Sect!"

Zhao Xuankang briefly explained his plan. After he Core Formation, he was in charge of the dark side of the Xuanxiao Dao Palace and had connections with all sorts of shady and evil forces.

However, he still had to consider the reputation of his prestigious family, so he didn't go too far.

He secretly found Demonic Cultivator to curse Chen Mobai, ruining his cultivation. After finding his trail of leaving the Eastern Wasteland, he guided the Tai Sui to devour him in the Ruined Land, thinking that everything was foolproof.

Little did he know that Chen Mobai's talent and luck far exceeded his expectations, and he actually managed to successfully Core Formation and return under those circumstances.

Moreover, he somehow acquired a terrifying Fourth Tier Sword Artifact, which, combined with his Peerless Sword Talent, made him even more formidable. With the Human Sword Unity, he even managed to kill Nan Xuanjing, who was skilled in Spell Duel.

"That's not enough. If Zhou Shengqing were to Nascent Formation stage, how would you deal with that?"

Old Ancestor Jin Feng continued in an icy tone.

"If Zhou Shengqing Nascent Formation, I beg the Ancestor to expel me from the Dao Palace immediately. Tell him that what I did had nothing to do with the Ancestor or the sect. It was all because of personal grudges that I instigated the Xuanxiao Dao Palace and the Divine Wood Sect to oppose me. My crimes are heinous."

Upon hearing Zhao Xuankang's words, the Old Ancestor Jin Feng snorted coldly and stopped the relentless, chilling wind from the cliff.

A golden light surged out from the stone house and entered Zhao Xuankang's dantian. Instantly, the sealed spiritual power in the latter began to surge, and the Golden Core that was previously undetectable was once again under the control of his Spiritual Sense.

"I don't want to waste my precious lifespan in the Eastern Wasteland. I'll give you one last chance. I'll send Xuan Shu to the Eastern Wasteland as well. The two of you can work in the open and in the shadows. If we can take over the Eastern Wasteland, I'll give Xuan Shu a chance to Nascent Formation."

Upon hearing these words from Old Ancestor Jin Feng, Zhao Xuankang's expression showed a slight surprise.

Xuan Shu, this is the former Holy Son of the Xuanxiao Dao Palace, Wind Spirit Root had already Core Formation core a hundred years ago.

After Core Formation, he was personally instructed here by Old Ancestor Jin Feng, and only descended the mountain ten years ago.

Although Zhao Xuankang didn't know Xuan Shu's cultivation level, he couldn't see through him, meaning Xuan Shu's cultivation level was definitely higher than Xuan Shu's.

Zhao Xuankang is in the Core Formation Middle Stage! When he heard Old Ancestor Jin Feng say that he would give him another chance to Nascent Formation, it was clear that this most outstanding Holy Son of the Xuanxiao Dao Palace a hundred years ago, who had overpowered the three major sects of Eastern Yi when he was in Foundation Establishment and even had a great reputation in the Eastern Lands, was very likely already in the Core Formation Late Stage Holy Son.

Is the Ancestor giving me pointers, instructing me to assist Xuan Shu in Nascent Formation?

As Zhao Xuankang left, he suddenly realized something.

He had no intention of using Ji Zhenshi's bill from the Mountain Shaking Peak to lead Xuanxiao Dao Palace into the Eastern Wasteland and open up a way out. It was Nan Xuanjing who approached him after receiving instructions from the ancestor, because Zhao Xuankang was the most familiar with the Eastern Wasteland.

He naturally had to obey the ancestor's orders. Although Zhao Xuankang did not understand why he had to open up the Eastern Wasteland at that time, he thought it was a piece of cake. However, he did not expect to suffer a big setback at the hands of the Divine Wood Sect.

"Senior Brother Zhao!"

As he descended the mountain, a young man in a golden robe with an ordinary face but sharp eyes stood at the crossroads waiting for him and bowed to him.

"Junior Brother Xuan Shu!"

When Zhao Xuankang saw the young man, he returned the greeting with unprecedented respect.