Spirit Oil
He wasn't using his teleportation ability to move at lightning speed; he was actually walking slowly, step by step, just like an ordinary person, because he was observing the situation inside the passage along the way.
To be honest, he was quite interested in the Mystic Ice Metal Iron that made up these continuous snow-capped mountains.
However, having heard that even Nascent Spirit Transformation cultivators struggle to maintain their Spiritual Power for protection and are easily injured by the gale-force winds, he naturally wouldn't be so reckless as to venture into the mountains alone to mine.
The fact that he dared not go rashly did not mean he had given up.
As he observed the mountain walls formed of Mystic Ice Metal Iron within the passage, he pondered whether the energy within the passage that affected the Spiritual Power of cultivators was also related to the fierce winds from the snow-capped mountain.
If this place has no effect on me, is it possible that the strong winds on the snow-capped mountain also have no effect on me, or that their effect is reduced?
And then there's that layer of Law Technique energy clinging to the mountain's surface...
The more Lin Xiao observed the mountain walls composed of Mystic Ice Metal Iron, the more excited he became.
This Mystic Ice Metal Iron looks really tempting; it's practically top-quality refining material. If Tietou saw it, he'd probably just stand here and wouldn't move.
Lin Xiao carefully recorded the entire situation within the Mystic Ice Passage into the map information of the Lock Ring.
Afterwards, I'll go back and discuss with Senior Liao to see if there's any feasible plan to get some Mystic Ice Metal Iron) from here...
Because he was walking slowly, he noticed a small group of cultivators from the Chongxiao Domain hurrying towards the Mysterious Extreme Domain, and these cultivators were all at least at the Golden Core stage.
However, since it was only a few, he didn't pay much attention. Perhaps they had some urgent business to attend to in the Mysterious Extreme Domain, or maybe they were being chased by enemies? He casually speculated.
Although Lin Xiao didn't walk particularly fast, he still managed to complete the Mystic Ice Passage in just half a day and arrived at the entrance to Chongxiao Domain.
There were three or five people in a sparse line ahead of him, and he stood at the end of the line.
Similar to entering the city, the entrance here is also equipped with a formation, requiring three hundred Spirit Stone to pass through. The cultivators on duty simply stand guard with their arms crossed.
Soon it was Lin Xiao's turn, and he reluctantly took out three hundred Spirit Stone to enter the Chongxiao Domain.
The Immortal Cultivation Realm is truly a storm of Spirit Stone stone suckers; you have to spend Spirit Stone no matter where you go. He's only been here a short time and has already spent over ten thousand Spirit Stone, and he hasn't even opened up a new sales channel yet. He's not doing anything about increasing income or cutting expenses, which makes him, as the head of a sect, very anxious.
Lin Xiao looked at the World Bamboo in his hand, which he had disguised. If he used the World Bamboo to teleport directly to the Chongxiao Domain, he could save the three hundred Spirit Stone. However, in doing so, he might miss the important mineral deposit of Mystic Ice Metal Iron.
After all, unless absolutely necessary, he thought that he and his sect members wouldn't bother to make a special trip to the border between the two spiritual realms.
Such information is difficult for cultivators to obtain even in the vast Immortal Cultivation Realm. The most reliable firsthand information comes from personally visiting, understanding, and interacting with the cultivators.
After crossing the snow-capped mountain range and entering the Chongxiao Domain, Lin Xiao did not immediately feel the difference in Spiritual Qi concentration between the two domains as he had when entering the Mysterious Extreme Domain from the South Spirit Domain and North Spirit Domain last time. The Spiritual Qi concentration in the Chongxiao Domain and the Mysterious Extreme Domain seemed to be about the same.
The surrounding area was still a vast expanse of white, frozen snow.
Many of the cultivators coming and going had lower cultivation levels and were unable to withstand the severe cold, so they were wrapped up tightly.
Lin Xiao did not linger at the entrance to the Mystic Ice Passage. He only glanced at the surroundings before quickly leaving.
According to the map provided by Qingle, the Chongxiao Domain is no smaller than the Mysterious Extreme Domain. However, it seems that he still has enough time. The summer camp group still has a long time before the deadline for completing their assignments, so he chooses to continue on foot.
He hadn't walked far when he discovered a large ranch ahead.
The ranch was very large, and it looked quite ordinary, with herds of pigs, cattle, sheep and other creatures running around on a vast expanse of green grass.
If it weren't for the obvious barrier around the perimeter, he would have thought this was just an ordinary person's ranch.
There were also large patches of green grass inside. If it weren't for the snow-covered, freezing weather outside the pasture, he wouldn't have noticed that the green grass was actually made up of low-grade spiritual herbs. However, upon closer inspection, one would find that these low-grade spiritual herbs were covered with a fine layer of white frost.
The white frost looked like it was attached to the surface at first glance, but it was actually grown by these spiritual herbs themselves, and it looked very much in line with the surrounding growing environment.
A closer look reveals that the pigs, cattle, and sheep in the field are not the same as the ordinary pigs, cattle, and sheep in the Mortal Realm. They are all different in appearance. Some pigs have three eyes, some sheep have six horns, some cattle have only two legs, and so on. They are all different, but they have only one thing in common: they are all covered with white hair, regardless of its length or density.
It looks like a specialty of this region.
This is a situation not recorded in the Qingle map.
Seeing something new, Lin Xiao couldn't help but feel a little curious.
He saw many low-level cultivators grazing their cattle and sheep in the pasture. A Foundation Establishment cultivator who looked young happened to be herding a flock of sheep past the edge of the nearest pasture, so he immediately spoke up and asked the cultivator in a loud voice, "Fellow Daoist—are you selling your sheep—?"
The cultivator turned around at the sound of his voice and glanced at him in surprise. Seeing that he was a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, and judging from his clothes and appearance, he seemed to be Rogue Cultivator, so he casually waved his hand and replied, "I need to keep my sheep to extract Spirit Oil, so I'm not selling them—"
After saying that, he ran off after the flock of sheep.
From a distance, the monks herding livestock in the vast pasture wore different clothes, both in color and style, making them look like they belonged to different families.
Lin Xiao quickly spotted the entrance gate to the ranch in the distance.
The simple wooden gate was unremarkable. In a small room next to it with an open window, an old cultivator with a frail appearance was dozing on a recliner, while a young cultivator with only the Qi Refining Stage was adding charcoal to a half-burnt charcoal brazier.
The young cultivator stole a few glances at the dozing old cultivator, and cautiously reached for a small jar of Spirit Oil on the table under the window. Just as his finger was about to pierce the oil and get completely soaked, the old cultivator next to him suddenly pulled it away with a ruler.
The young monk, clutching his swollen, red finger, turned to look at the old monk with a pitiful expression. The old monk, however, remained calm and collected, his eyes closed as if he were dozing, and showed no intention of paying him any attention. The young monk had no choice but to withdraw his hand and continue to obediently stay by the charcoal brazier to warm himself and refill the charcoal.
A moment later, the old cultivator who had been feigning sleep suddenly spoke up, "Young fellow Daoist, have you seen enough?"