The Spirit Pearl Space

In his previous life, when he was little, this bead was often harmed by Wang Daoyuan. He chopped it with knives, burned it with fire, and smashed it with stones... it endured countless abuses yet remained unharmed. Other than that, it had no other miraculous properties. He never expected it to be a spatial treasure.

"Since the space is within the bead, let's call it the Spirit Pearl Space!" Wang Daoyuan muttered to himself.

At the edge of the Spirit Pearl Space, there was a small thatched hut. This thatched hut was unremarkable, but it gave Wang Daoyuan a very familiar feeling.

His Spiritual Sense entered the thatched hut, and upon seeing the furnishings inside, Wang Daoyuan was stunned. This was clearly the home where he and the Old Daoist had lived for many years in his previous life. It was in this thatched hut, while sorting through the Old Daoist's relics, that he was struck by lightning and transmigrated.

In the center of the hut stood an old Eight Immortals table. Against the back wall was an altar with a memorial tablet on it, inscribed with "Spirit Tablet of Former Master Wang Gong, given name Yan Zhi."

Everything was as it was, except the Old Daoist had long since ascended, and he himself had reincarnated into another world.

On the Eight Immortals table lay the Old Daoist's遗物: a few old thread-bound books.

With a thought from Wang Daoyuan, a thread-bound book disappeared from the space and simultaneously appeared in his main body's hand. Then, the book disappeared from his hand and reappeared on the Eight Immortals table in the space.

It was clear that the Spirit Pearl Space could store and retrieve items. Wang Daoyuan was extremely excited: a ten-mu space, hidden within his Sea of Consciousness, was a treasure even if it could only store items.

Wang Daoyuan tried to bring his own body into the space, but unfortunately, no matter how much he urged his Spiritual Sense, there was no reaction. It seemed he could not enter the space himself.

Having cultivated in the clan for over a decade and read various books, Wang Daoyuan had considerable knowledge of spatial treasures.

In the cultivation world, there were many spatial treasures, the lowest tier being the Storage Bag. Storage Bags had limited space and weight capacity. Storing excessively heavy items could cause the space within the bag to collapse.

However, Storage Bags were merely the lowest-grade spatial treasures. Their principle was to use secret techniques or Artifact Refining inscriptions to distort space, turning a small space into a larger one. Second-tier Artifact Refiners could craft them, and they had no special requirements for materials, as long as they were sturdy. Their prices were also very low.

Common Storage Bags on the market were about one zhang square, capable of storing three to five hundred catties of items, worth a few Spirit Stones. Better Storage Bags could be two zhang square, holding a thousand catties, and cost tens of Spirit Stones. These better Storage Bags were rarer, difficult for Qi Refining cultivators to obtain, and commonly used by Foundation Establishment cultivators.

For larger spaces and heavier storage, the requirements for Artifact Refining materials would greatly increase, making it far less cost-effective than carrying multiple small Storage Bags.

More advanced ones were called high-grade spatial treasures, such as Universe Rings and Universe Bracelets, which had no weight limit for storing items and generally had internal spaces exceeding five zhang square.

Crafting these types of spatial treasures required materials with spatial attributes, such as Void Stones and Hollow Willows.

Furthermore, high-grade spatial treasures demanded extremely high levels of Artifact Refining skill, with very few Artifact Refiners capable of crafting them. Consequently, such treasures were very rare, and most Violet Mansion cultivators found it difficult to obtain them.

The highest tier were top-grade spatial treasures, whose internal space was a complete small world where living beings could reside and reproduce.

However, such treasures only existed in legends, refined by Immortals who transcended reincarnation by collecting natural small worlds. As for the refining methods, they were unheard of.

In addition to these, there was a special type of spatial treasure – the Spirit Beast Bag. Although Spirit Beast Bags could also hold living creatures, they were not the same as top-grade spatial treasures.

Spirit Beast Bags could only ensure that living creatures did not die; they lacked even space to move, let alone reproduce.

Spirit Beast Bags were generally low-grade spatial treasures on the same level as Storage Bags, but they had a larger carrying capacity and higher costs. A minority were high-grade spatial treasures.

The Spirit Pearl Space's size exceeded that of ordinary Universe Rings. Moreover, unlike Universe Rings, which were pitch black inside, it had clearly visible soil and thin spiritual energy.

Although there were no sun, moon, or stars within, it was not dark; the brightness was like that of a daytime on an overcast day in the outside world.

Wang Daoyuan guessed that the Spirit Pearl Space was definitely more advanced than ordinary Universe Rings, possibly even a top-grade spatial treasure with a small world inside, as described in legends.

To verify this guess, Wang Daoyuan casually caught a few insects outside his cave dwelling and placed them in the Spirit Pearl Space. He then took out a few grains of Spirit Grain from the Storage Bag issued by his clan and planted them in the soil within the space.

After observing for several hours, the insects were still lively, indicating that animals could survive in the space. However, the Spirit Grain showed no activity.

A day later, the Spirit Grain sprouted. Those few insects were nibbling on the Spirit Grain sprouts, and Wang Daoyuan humanely disposed of them.

The space could be used for planting Spirit Grain and raising Spirit Insects, which meant it was a legendary top-grade spatial treasure.

Wang Daoyuan thought gleefully: the Spirit Pearl Space had ten mu of Spirit Fields. Although the spiritual energy was thin and only suitable for planting low-grade spiritual plants like Spirit Grain, it should not be underestimated.

Spirit Grain typically yielded about two hundred catties per mu, and ten catties of Spirit Grain could be sold for one Spirit Stone. Ten mu of Spirit Fields would yield two thousand catties of Spirit Grain per season, selling for two hundred Spirit Stones. With four harvests a year, that would be eight hundred Spirit Stones. Below Foundation Establishment, very few cultivators could achieve such high income.

Rounding it up, that's...

Cough, cough, keep a low profile, keep a low profile.

With abundant resources, a ray of hope appeared on his bleak cultivation path.

Thinking of this, Wang Daoyuan couldn't help but hum a tune from his previous life: "Today is a good day..."

After getting carried away with his excitement, he couldn't help but feel pity for the Old Daoist from his previous life.

With his current understanding of cultivation, he knew that the Old Daoist did possess cultivation, but it was only around the second or third layer of Qi Refining, and the cultivation technique he practiced was just a basic Qi Refining technique. If the Old Daoist could have cultivated to the fourth layer of Qi Refining and cultivated Spiritual Sense, he would have discovered the secret of the Spirit Pearl.

In a world like Blue Star, where spiritual energy was almost nonexistent, the Old Daoist managed to reach the Qi Refining realm through self-exploration. With the abundant resources provided by the Spirit Pearl, Foundation Establishment would be no pressure, and opening up the Violet Mansion would not be difficult.

While feeling sorry for the Old Daoist, he remembered the Old Daoist's kindness in raising him and teaching him. His eyes involuntarily blurred.

The past events flashed before his eyes. As soon as he could remember things, the Old Daoist began to impart all his knowledge to him. He started learning to draw talismans at the age of five, laying a solid foundation for becoming a Talisman Master in this life.

At six, he taught him martial arts; at seven, he taught him social skills, such as being kind to others, "the bird that sticks its head out gets shot," and "don't flaunt your wealth"...

Thinking about not flaunting wealth, Wang Daoyuan's thoughts wandered, recalling "a child carrying gold in the marketplace," "the crime of possessing jade," and "a camel's neck burned for its tusks"... His back was already drenched in cold sweat.

The Wang Clan was just an ordinary Foundation Establishment family, with only the clan leader, Wang Zhian, as a Foundation Establishment cultivator. In the cultivation world, it was considered a low-tier force, only slightly stronger than rogue cultivators and Qi Refining families.

With such meager strength, they possessed a legendary top-grade spatial treasure. Let alone a top-grade spatial treasure, even possessing an ordinary Universe Ring, if it were leaked, the Wang Clan would be annihilated.

To survive, he absolutely could not reveal the slightest bit of information.

This meant that Wang Daoyuan's dream of selling Spirit Grain to earn a fortune was shattered.

Because Spirit Grain was cheap but essential for low-level cultivators, the Spirit Grain produced by various forces was mostly consumed internally, with very little sold on the market.

Once Wang Daoyuan's thousands of catties of Spirit Grain entered the market around the Wang Clan, it would surely cause a great stir. Any unusual situation would attract the attention of those with ulterior motives, who could then follow the clues and easily discover that the problem lay with the Wang family, ultimately leading to him.

At that time, his own life would be in danger, and the clan might also be implicated.

To ensure his own and the clan's safety, he absolutely could not let anyone notice anything unusual about him or attract external attention.

Holding a treasure but being unable to use it, this feeling was truly like "asking how much sorrow can one have, it's like a group of eunuchs going to a brothel."