Longevity: My Farming Style Immortal Cultivation Is Too Steady
Chapter 59

True Person Wang of the Golden Core, Spirit Rice for Spirit Stones

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As time went by, more and more disciples came up.

There are both men and women.

They have all kinds of Spirit Root.

After all, there are only two ways to leave the [Dongting Immortal Sect].

I. Cross-Domain Teleportation Array.

II. Long-distance flying Spirit Artifact or Law Artifact.

For the vast majority of formal disciple, Teleportation Array are too expensive.

Each activation requires at least one Mid-Grade Spirit Stone.

Therefore, flying Spirit Artifact became the preferred choice.

Compared to Teleportation Array, this one offers excellent value for money.

It's not that Flying Paper Crane and land-based mythical beasts are ineffective, but rather that they are too slow.

For the same distance, a flying Spirit Artifact only takes an hour.

However, Flying Paper Crane and land-based mythical beasts require at least five hours.

Anyone would know what to choose.

"Senior Brother Zhang, who's that kid?"

"Also a Spirit Farmer."

"He doesn't seem to respect you very much?"

Hehehe...

Zhang Er squinted, staring intently at Xu Changqing's back.

He didn't say anything more after hearing what the people around him were saying.

He merely gave a meaningful, cold smile.

Suddenly, the Giant Flying Sword beneath them shuddered violently.

Immediately afterwards, the male disciple with the Metal Spiritual Root standing at the tip of the sword spoke up, "Fellow Daoists, the 1145th Giant Flying Sword is about to leave the Sword Pavilion."

Please do not move, run, jump, or leave the area; otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences.

Xu Changqing and Han Su exchanged a glance and immediately regained their composure.

Soon, the vibrations emanating from the Giant Flying Sword beneath them became increasingly noticeable.

The stripes, as if injected with energy, lit up one by one.

Before long, the Giant Flying Sword that had been parked slowly started moving.

When they had completely left the Sword Pavilion, they heard a "whoosh" sound.

The Giant Flying Sword instantly sliced through the sky for tens of thousands of meters.

Like a golden streak of light, it Fang Fei at an incredible speed.

Strangely, despite the high speed, no one was affected.

There was not a breath of wind or a ripple.

Xu Changqing observed this and thought to himself, "An array."

Each Giant Flying Sword should be like those flying shuttles, flying boats, and spaceships.

It is equipped with various protective formations.

After all, this is at an altitude of thousands of meters.

In the event of an accident, everyone would undoubtedly die.

Therefore, there is no room for error.

The Giant Flying Sword moved with lightning speed and thunderous force.

Clouds, birds, anything.

Just a second ago it was in front of us.

They were left behind in the next second.

Not long after, they encountered a flock of birds ahead.

Dense and numerous, resembling a large patch of dark clouds.

Faced with this situation, the Giant Flying Sword not only did not dodge, but instead charged straight at it.

A series of hissing sounds rang out.

Any bird that encountered it was utterly powerless against it, instantly turning into a bloody mist.

"It's far superior to Flying Paper Crane." Xu Changqing was astonished.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

The Giant Flying Sword gradually slowed down.

A small city appeared before them.

In the very center of the city, there stands a towering tree.

The height of the light alone is at least several thousand meters.

It is lush and verdant.

You can see many birds and animals moving around inside.

Han Su whispered, "Senior brother, we have arrived at the Rogue Cultivator Market."

Xu Changqing asked in surprise, "Is it this tree?"

Han Su shook his head and said, "No, the entire city."

"Huh?" Xu Changqing was quite surprised.

Han Su explained, "The owner of this Dongqing Tree and this Dongqing City is a Golden Core True Person."

His name is Wang Lin, and everyone respectfully calls him True Person Wang.

Everything here, especially the Rogue Cultivator Market, belongs to someone else.

Upon hearing that he was Golden Core True Person, Xu Changqing began to look at him with new respect.

After all, it's incredibly difficult for Rogue Cultivator; everyone has witnessed that.

Before long, the Giant Flying Sword came to rest at a flight dock.

At this moment, the male disciple with the Metal Spiritual Root said, "I will stay here for an hour. If you miss it, come back at this time tomorrow."

"Very well, thank you, fellow Daoist!" Many people bowed and clasped their hands in thanks.

Then go down from here.

Especially Xu Changqing, Han Su, and Zhang Er others.

After leaving the flight terminal, everyone stood at a fork in the road.

The towering evergreen Dongqing Tree not far away exude a rich, Wood Qi.

Xu Changqing even felt that when the spiritual Spiritual Qi in the Spirit Fields was insufficient, one could come here to cultivate.

Han Su pointed to the left and said, "Senior brother, the main street of the Rogue Cultivator Market is this way."

"Lead the way." Xu Changqing nodded.

When we arrived at the main street...

Xu Changqing found it to be similar to the Red Maple Valley Market.

The only difference is that the quality varies.

Most of the items were of relatively low quality.

These kinds of things wouldn't sell at the Red Maple Valley Market.

But here, in the Rogue Cultivator Market in Dongqing City, quite a few people are making purchases.

Xu Changqing could understand, after all, Rogue Cultivator and cultivation Lineage from the outside world were inherently short of resources.

It's good enough if there's anything to buy.

However, the price is very strange.

It's incredibly low.

That's ridiculously high.

For example, the ratio of First-Grade Spirit Rice in the Dongting Immortal Sect is 1:5.

But here it's 1:7.

It can be replaced with Second-Grade Spirit Rice, which is actually comparable to that of the Dongting Immortal Sect.

The ratio reaches 1:1.4, which is only 0.1 more.

Xu Changqing thought to himself, "Isn't this paradise to me?"

Within the Dongting Immortal Sect, because of the existence of the [Farmer's Heart Society], he dared not sell indiscriminately.

But here, you don't have to live in fear; you can even do whatever you want.

Then, they arrived at a [Spirit Rice Grain Trading Point].

Han Su immediately said, "Senior brother, I need to go in and exchange for some Spirit Rice Grain. What about you?"

Xu Changqing shrugged. "I'll just wander around."

"Okay, just call out with the Communication Talisman if you need anything." Han Su nodded, then walked towards the counter inside.

Seeing this, Xu Changqing did not rush to sell his stored Second-Grade Spirit Rice.

Instead, they wandered around to find out the prices.

There are more than one similar [Spirit Rice Grain Trading Point] in the entire Rogue Cultivator Market.

But the prices were surprisingly consistent, with no difference whatsoever.

It seemed as if they had planned it in advance.

That's actually normal, considering the current price of the Dongting Immortal Sect is incredibly high.

Many Spirit Farmer come here to sell their goods.

If the price is different at each trading point, it will definitely cause chaos.

"This fellow Daoist is clearly a disciple of the Immortal Sect." Suddenly, a middle-aged man blocked their way.

This man was short and thin.

He was wearing a long robe made of silk.

There were obvious fluctuations in spiritual energy.

He is clearly a cultivator.

Xu Changqing raised an eyebrow noncommittally. "Something wrong?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, "My name is Sun Ping, and I am the steward of a small cultivation Lineage in Dongqing City."

"I wonder which Immortal Sect you come from, and whether you need any help?"

Xu Changqing asked calmly, "Is there anything wrong?"

Sun Ping paused for a moment, then continued smiling, "If you wish to offer something, I am willing to give it a try."

Upon hearing this, Xu Changqing narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "My name is Cai Kun. How did you know I come from the Immortal Sect?"

"So it's Daoist Cai." Sun Ping's eyes lit up, and he then explained, "If you were Rogue Cultivator, you would definitely be very careful here, for fear of causing trouble."

Only you disciples of the Immortal Sect are all calm and composed, even arrogant and domineering.

They don't take us Rogue Cultivator seriously at all, so naturally we can recognize them."

Xu Changqing silently memorized this explanation, planning to feign it next time he came. He then asked, "I have some Spirit Rice Grain here, do you want some?"

Upon hearing the words "Spirit Rice Grain," Sun Ping excitedly inquired, "What grade?"

Xu Changqing lowered his voice. "Second rank."

Sun Ping's eyes widened immediately, and then he said excitedly, "As expected of a disciple of the Immortal Sect, I'll take as many as Daoist Cai has!"

After these days of consumption and leasing, Xu Changqing still had over 4,000 jin of Second-Grade Spirit Rice, but he couldn't sell it all at once. So he held up five fingers on his right hand and said, "500 jin."

500 jin of Second-Grade Spirit Rice would certainly not be considered much in the Immortal Sect.

But this is Rogue Cultivator Market.

The person in front of me is a member of a small Lineage cultivates immortality.

For them, being able to eat the First-Grade Spirit Rice was already a blessing.

Second-Grade Spirit Rice can only be eaten during festivals and birthday celebrations.

Sun Ping pondered, "500 jin of Second-Grade Spirit Rice, Celestial Market is 1:1.4..."

Xu Changqing waved his hand to interrupt, "I can't sell it to you at the market price in the Rogue Cultivator Market."

Sun Ping was taken aback. "How much do you want?"

Xu Changqing blurted out, "1:1.2!"

It's 0.1 lower than the Immortal Sect.

Sun Ping was completely dumbfounded. "Your proportions are a bit..."

Xu Changqing sneered, "The proportion may be low, but this is Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice!"

"Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Ping's pupils contracted. "If that's really the case, I'm willing to buy them all at that ratio!"

He comes here every day to meet with the disciples of the Immortal Sect.

The goal is simply to build good relationships and then acquire better resources.

I can't believe I actually hit the jackpot today!!!

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