Treasures of Attaining the Dao: Brush and Book

This innate spiritual treasure had not fallen within some divine mountain or great river, but inside an immortal city.

As Zhang Jian passed through the immortal city, his heart faintly stirred with a premonition.

He immediately entered the ancient city known as Brocade Fields.

Within a "common residence," he detected a trace of an innate spiritual treasure's aura.

The innate spiritual treasure had sensed that one fated to find it was approaching, and the living treasure had naturally responded.

Zhang Jian's Eternal Will swept over the "common residence." Calling it a "common residence" was not quite accurate—it was actually the home of a low-level cultivator. This cultivator appeared to have abandoned the path to longevity, choosing instead to settle down here, marry, and have children.

Under his Eternal Will, Zhang Jian saw an elderly immortal cultivator seated beneath a jujube tree in the courtyard. His body emanated the aura of decay and twilight years, with several children gathered around him. The old man's cultivation was unremarkable, equivalent to the peak of Qi Refinement. He stood only half a step away from Foundation Establishment, yet that half-step had become an insurmountable chasm.

Several beautiful women were also within the side rooms, all of them mortal beings.

If Zhang Jian did not intervene, then after the old man completed his final journey, his descendants would all be silently relocated into a region of the human realm.

They would complete their move without ever realizing it.

Zhang Jian's gaze fell into the little courtyard—or, more precisely, upon the neck of a young grandson beside the old man.

It was a small dusky gourd, covered from top to bottom in deep jade patterns, remarkably mysterious.

The little gourd was threaded onto a hemp cord.

Though the little gourd also possessed an innate aura, it