Storage Pouch

As for treasure artifacts, they should be spirit treasures and heaven-reaching spirit treasures. As for Dao artifacts, they should be all manner of Profound Heaven treasures.

After all, both contained one of the great Dao laws.

Exactly how it worked was still too distant for Fang Yu as he was now, and there was no need for him to dwell on it for the moment.

What he needed to consider now was how to enter an immortal cultivation sect and obtain the method for refining storage pouches, as well as the cultivation method for the Great Development Art.

Of course, there was one even more important matter: he wanted to know whether the spirit stones used by immortal cultivators in this world were of any use in body cultivation.

If they were useful, then he would only need to find a way to acquire spirit stones and use them to cultivate his body.

As for ways to obtain spirit stones, there were plenty. That was no difficult matter.

Therefore, after refining the pure vital energy within his body and breaking through to the third layer of the Qi Refinement Realm, Fang Yu used the breath-concealing technique the Fang Family had obtained from the Eclosion Sect to suppress his cultivation to the first layer of Qi Refinement, lest the Five Friends of Mount Meng see through him.

As for the Five Friends of Mount Meng, aside from Meng Shan the Third, the blue-clad man, he did not trust any of the others in the slightest—especially Meng Shan the Second and Meng Shan the First.

He even felt that the two were eyeing his body.

After all, both of them had cultivation realms higher than his, perfectly meeting the conditions for possession. So long as they refined and possessed him, they would gain a lightning-attributed mutated spirit root.

Although their lifespan would not change, their spirit root aptitude and potential would undergo a fundamental transformation.

To put it bluntly, he was equivalent to a pill that could allow a Qi Refinement cultivator to establish their foundation with one hundred percent certainty, becoming a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator with a lifespan of two hundred years.

He did not believe Meng Shan the First and Meng Shan the Second would not be tempted. Even Meng Shan the Fourth might be tempted.

As for Meng Shan the Third, the blue-clad man, and Meng Shan the Fifth, one had never considered such a thing, while the other was a woman. Their genders were incompatible, and possession could not be carried out.

To be honest, Fang Yu believed that if he were in their place, he too would be tempted to attempt possession.

However, the most important thing now was to find out whether spirit stones were truly useful for body cultivation.

Thus, Fang Yu finished his cultivation, rose to his feet, and left the secret chamber and his room.

The moment he opened the door, he saw the Five Friends of Mount Meng waiting outside, craning their necks in anticipation.

"Fang Han, you finally came out! If you'd stayed inside any longer, First Brother and Second Brother were going to discuss going in to find you. So? Did you cultivate true essence and dharma power?"

The moment Fang Yu stepped out, Meng Shan the Third, the blue-clad man, visibly relaxed and complained irritably.

"Forgive me for keeping you all waiting. Fortunately, I did not fail. I cultivated it successfully. I suppose I now count as an immortal cultivator."

Hearing this, Fang Yu glanced at Meng Shan the First and Meng Shan the Second, the yellow-robed man, whose gazes carried traces of burning eagerness and excitement, then cupped his hands.

"Could you let me examine you, to avoid any mishaps? After all, you have only just begun cultivating, so you likely do not yet understand the distinctions between realms."

Seeing this, Meng Shan the Second, the yellow-robed man, spoke up. His tone carried a faint air of unquestionable authority.

"Of course. That would put my mind at ease as well."

Fang Yu nodded and agreed without hesitation, his voice even carrying a touch of anticipation, urgency, and nervousness.

That was not an act. He too wanted to see whether the breath-concealing technique the Fang Family had obtained from the Eclosion Sect could truly deceive the immortal cultivators of this world.

"Good. Then I'll examine you."

Upon hearing this, Meng Shan the Second, the yellow-robed man, strode forward. Without ceremony, he grabbed Fang Yu's arm, closed his eyes, and sent his divine sense into Fang Yu's dantian.

Seeing this, the other four also watched the two nervously.

After all, aside from Meng Shan the First, they all knew that whether they could enter an immortal cultivation sect depended entirely on Fang Yu. Naturally, they were nervous.

Meng Shan the First, on the other hand, was plotting Fang Yu's lightning-attributed mutated spirit root together with Meng Shan the Second.

So long as Fang Yu could cultivate normally, their plan could begin.

After roughly the time it took to drink a cup of tea, delight appeared on Meng Shan the Second's face. He opened his eyes, turned his head, and smiled.

"He is indeed at the first layer of Qi Refinement, and it seems he is close to breaking through to the second layer. Worthy of a lightning-attributed mutated spirit root—his cultivation is advancing so quickly. At this rate, he may truly be able to reach around the third layer of Qi Refinement before the Ascension Conference."

"See? I told you Fang Yu would be fine. First Brother and Second Brother were so worried for nothing."

"Hehe, so long as Fellow Daoist Fang Yu can cultivate to the third or fourth layer of Qi Refinement, we can take you to the Ascension Conference. Otherwise, I fear you would have no way of entering it at all."

Meng Shan the First explained with a broad smile.

It turned out that the site of every Ascension Conference was surrounded by formation restrictions to prevent mortals from wandering in by mistake. To enter, one had to be at least at the third layer of Qi Refinement, or the formation restrictions would repel them.

"So that is how it is. Thank you for telling me, Fellow Daoist. I will certainly advance to the third layer of Qi Refinement before the Ascension Conference begins and will not make things difficult for you all."

Fang Yu cupped his hands in thanks.

"Haha, no matter. Just do your best, Fellow Daoist. At worst, we can take you directly to the mountain gates of the seven great immortal cultivation sects. I believe they would not refuse a disciple with a lightning-attributed mutated spirit root."

Meng Shan the First laughed heartily.

"Mm! Then I must thank you all, Fellow Daoists. If I achieve anything in the future, I will never forget this kindness. There will surely be a generous reward."

Fang Yu offered his thanks and made another promise.

"Mm, very good. This is a storage pouch. Inside are low-grade lightning spirit stones that Second Brother and I exchanged for, along with some pills to advance your cultivation. They are all for you. Cultivate well. If you need anything, just speak up. So long as it is not too difficult, we will consider granting it."

A trace of reluctance flashed through Meng Shan the First's eyes as he removed the storage pouch he had long prepared from his waist and handed it to Fang Yu.

"As for how to use it, Third Brother will tell you later."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist."

Taking the storage pouch, Fang Yu was overjoyed. He had not expected to obtain one so quickly. The storage pouch was palm-sized and practically weightless in his hand. It truly was an indispensable item for home and travel.

"Mm! Continue cultivating. If there is anything you do not understand, ask Third Brother. We still have matters to attend to, so we will leave first."

Meng Shan the First nodded and instructed him.

"Very well. Take care, Fellow Daoists."

Hearing this, Fang Yu was not overly surprised. Meng Shan the First and the others had never liked staying in mortal cities, lest it affect their state of mind and delay their cultivation.

That was also why immortal cultivators were rarely seen in mortal cities.

"First Brother, Second Brother, Fourth Brother, Little Sister, take care on the road. Leave Fang Yu to me."

Meng Shan the Third, the blue-clad man, patted his chest and assured them.

He was quite happy that they were leaving. At last, no one would be keeping watch over him, and he would no longer have to sneak out to attend banquets.

"Mm! You too."

Seeing this, Meng Shan the First nodded with a rather helpless expression and reminded him.

"Don't worry! Nothing will happen."

Meng Shan the Third, the blue-clad man, said with a grin.

Afterward, Meng Shan the First and the others left the courtyard and headed toward the outskirts of Auspicious Origin City.