Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 240: Capturing Sky Basket No. 209 and Heavenly True Water_2

The Capturing Sky Basket’s grade was too high, and Zhao Sheng’s strength was too low. Being able to refine the first layer of the Treasure Restriction was already his limit. He could barely control it simply and couldn’t use it to face enemies at all.

Even so, Zhao Sheng was quite satisfied. At the very least, he knew that the Capturing Sky Basket was an extremely rare and precious High-Grade Magical Treasure.

Don’t forget, the Capturing Sky Basket and that unknown magical treasure in the ancient painting are very likely one and the same.

Combined, the two magical treasures are at least not inferior to top-grade ones.

Just this thought alone provided him with an incredibly delightful realm of imagination.

Zhao Sheng suppressed the urge to take out the ancient painting. That painting was extremely dangerous and not something he could touch at the moment.

Whoosh!

With a thought, he cast a controlling spell with his right hand.

The Capturing Sky Basket instantly rose from the ground, expanding to around ten feet. A layer of emerald brilliance gradually emerged on the surface of the bamboo basket, and a white pillar of light burst forth from the mouth of the basket.

Within the pillar of light, a crystal clear water droplet the size of a soybean floated up and down. Although it was incredibly tiny, it exuded an indescribable vastness.

The moment it appeared, a dense water vapor instantly arose in the cabin, and countless tiny droplets swiftly condensed on the walls.

At this moment, within the droplet, the Five Luck Spirit Fish, now reduced countless times in size, still swam carefree in the water, as if it didn’t sense the tremendous changes happening outside.

Witnessing this astonishing scene, Zhao Sheng was extremely shaken and exclaimed, "Heavenly True Water! It’s actually Heavenly True Water!"

This Heavenly True Water had an astonishing origin, and its reputation among Heaven and Earth True Waters was as notable as that of Golden Crow True Fire among True Fires.

This water was not of this world but came from the Void of the Star Sea. It was said to be the ultimate essence of water remaining after the demise of a world and was considered a top-tier Heaven and Earth True Water second only to the Innate Divine Water.

The Heavenly True Water contained a strand of the Taoist Law of water. A single droplet could transform into waves thousands of feet high. Whether it was used to refine Carrying Dao Treasures or to meditate on the Tao of water, it was extremely suitable.

Zhao Sheng never expected the Capturing Sky Basket to contain such a treasure. He had previously thought it was Pure Spirit Water. The pleasant surprise came so unexpectedly.

By now, the water vapor in the cabin grew increasingly intense, beginning to turn into fine raindrops falling to the floor, spraying onto Zhao Sheng’s face.

Feeling the cool droplets on his face, Zhao Sheng took a brief look at the increasingly obvious anomaly of the surrounding water vapor and was instantly alarmed. He hurriedly controlled the Capturing Sky Basket, taking the Heavenly True Water back into the bamboo basket.

Then, he waved his hand and released a blue light that scattered all the water droplets and vapor in the cabin.

Thump thump thump!

No sooner had he finished than he heard someone knocking on the cabin door.

Zhao Sheng was alarmed again and instantly projected his Divine Sense, seeing his disciple Zhao Dingda and the white-robed Zhao Dali standing outside the door.

He waved his hand, and the door creaked open on its own.

"Dingda, what brings you to your master?" Zhao Sheng said expressionlessly.

Zhao Dingda carefully observed his master’s tone and immediately had a bad feeling.

His handlebar mustache lifted, his eyes rolled around,

and he said very cleverly, "Reporting to Master, it’s Zhao Dali who is looking for you. Why don’t you ask him what he has come for?"

Beside him, Zhao Dali’s face flushed with anger, cursing Zhao Dingda in his heart for his despicable and shameless behavior. Seeing the unfavorable situation, he had turned and betrayed his comrade in a blink of an eye.

Seeing Daoist Cen Hezi’s gaze fall on him, Zhao Dali hurriedly bowed respectfully and said cautiously, "Reporting to Mr. Zhao, we just went to buy grain and, unfortunately, encountered a deceitful store. We had agreed on buying a million catties of grain for triple the price, but when we went to the warehouse to collect the grain, we found that thirty percent of it was substandard and another ten percent was rotten. We tried to discuss the issue politely with the shop owner, but they were unreasonable and even called a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Without a word, they detained several of us, letting only me return, and demanded a ransom to release them. It’s utterly despicable!"

The source of this c𝓸ntent is freewebnøvel.coɱ.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng’s eyebrows raised. It seemed that the Zhao family had encountered a dishonest merchant, one who was obviously taking advantage of their position, specifically targeting outsiders.

As a guest elder of the Zhao family, he naturally would not stand idly by.

"Dingda, stay on the ship. Dali, you accompany me to take a look," Zhao Sheng commanded as he rose to his feet, his voice stern and his long sleeves fluttering.

Zhao Dali’s face showed joy, and he hurriedly nodded in agreement.

What followed was very simple.

With Zhao Sheng, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, stepping in, there was no need for words. Just by releasing his presence, he immediately made the other party submit and apologize.

Such was the deterrent power of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. It was proven that once Zhao Sheng took his stance, the mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator they had invited didn’t even have the courage to act. He immediately conceded obediently, and the merchant’s attitude changed drastically. Not only did he voluntarily reduce the food prices by thirty percent, but he also replaced the old grains with fresh ones from the current season.

... Read the latest on novelbuddy

Three days later, at West Jade Immortal Square.

A sword rainbow came flying across the sky and quickly descended into the square.

In a short while, Zhao Sheng, having altered his appearance to that of a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion, walked along the streets of the square, his gaze sweeping over the shops on both sides and the stream of people on the streets.

Compared to the bustling East Jade Square, this West Bi Immortal City, though deeper inland on the island, was equally, if not more, lively.

As soon as he set foot in the streets, he could hear the constant clamor around him, and the streets were crowded with people. There were members of the Human Clan dressed in colorful thin robes and brocades, as well as members of Alien Races with appearances unusual to humans, and many who were clearly cultivators with an air of arrogance about them, often escorted by crowds as they moved.

Most of these people came from the islands of the Shattered Star Sea and, because of the threat from the Sea Demon tides, the trading atmosphere in the square was extremely frenzied. Countless people with various expressions were constantly entering and exiting the nearby shops, frantically purchasing all kinds of supplies.

Of all the squares Zhao Sheng had seen before, only the one on Nine Virtuous Isle could barely compare to this one.

Zhao Sheng walked and looked around, and after squeezing through three streets for nearly half an hour, he finally arrived at the central plaza of the square.

The entire plaza was very spacious, covering several acres. In the middle stood a white jade statue about thirty feet high that looked like a dignified and beautiful female immortal. Her white robes billowed, her surface shimmered with a faint light halo, and a very faint yet indifferent majestic pressure emanated from the statue.

Around the statue in the open space of the plaza, many loose cultivators had set up stalls, with various materials and spiritual medicine laid out tightly packed, and different magic artifacts and talismans shimmering with spirit light.

The plaza was bustling with people coming and going like a stream, and the cries of vendors were incessant, reminiscent of the lively atmosphere of a worldly market.

Around the main streets surrounding the plaza, there were several grand buildings rising five or six stories high, their surfaces gleaming with spirit light, magnificent and splendid. These were the largest shops in the square, opened by several big families from Biluo Island.

Zhao Sheng’s eyes flickered a few times before he stepped into the largest Elixir Medicine Shop adjacent to the plaza.

Half an hour later, he walked out of the shop with an unchanged expression. He had just purchased a batch of auxiliary spiritual medicines for refining Foundation Establishment Pills and also subtly inquired about Golden Core Formation Pills.

Then, after walking a few steps, he turned and entered another Elixir Medicine Shop.

After spending about half a day in the square, Zhao Sheng had visited several large Elixir Medicine Shops throughout the square, purchasing Foundation Establishment Spirit Medicine and also asking about the availability of Golden Core Formation Pills.

Zhao Sheng was doing this deliberately, aiming to spread the news.

In the Cultivation Market, some secrets might remain secret forever, but some secrets were intentionally spread.

Thus, news that a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator wanted to buy Golden Core Formation Pills and was suspected of being a Second-Order Alchemist quickly spread in the elixir circles.

By then, Zhao Sheng had already changed his appearance again, coming in and out of a few well-known shops, investigating the whereabouts of Primordial Heavy Water and shell pearls.

As a result, he discovered that Biluo Island, famous as a large spirit island with dragon claws in the Outer Star Sea, indeed sold many shell pearls, with almost every shop stocking them, and nearly all had thousand-year shell pearls. However, even after combing through the entire market, he only managed to buy one that was over three thousand years old, and there wasn’t even a shadow of any over five thousand years old.

As for the whereabouts of Primordial Heavy Water,

The result of his inquiries indicated that due to its limited availability, Primordial Heavy Water was mostly held by the big families, and would only occasionally appear once or twice over several years at auctions.

Zhao Sheng, obviously not satisfied with this outcome, saw night approaching and turned to head back to the Dome Turtle Treasure Ship. Once in his cabin, he established a barrier, settled into a meditation posture, and began to meditate.