Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 242 - 210: Don’t be alarmed, let’s meet outside the cave_2

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"No, this matter must be communicated to the Spiritual Abyss Ancestor immediately."

Thinking this, Master Jiu Chi’s figure flashed and he instantly vanished from the Qidan Pavilion.

Moments later, Zhao Sheng hurried back to the Dome Turtle Treasure Ship, closed the cabin again, and after setting up a barrier inside, a pill bottle emitting golden light suddenly appeared in his hand.

Zhao Sheng’s expression was solemn yet tinged with a hint of excitement. With a flick of his hand, the Elixir Seal on the pill bottle popped off with a "bang," and a bright golden light immediately spilled out, followed by a rich Elixir Fragrance that diffused from the bottle.

When Zhao Sheng caught sight of the perfectly round and dazzling golden pill within the bottle, a look of delight flashed across his eyes.

Although the grade of this Golden Core Formation Pill was low-grade, the ease of obtaining it was still considered a stroke of luck. Therefore, despite signing a hundred-year guardian contract and paying nearly a million Spirit Stones worth of talismans, Elixir Pills, Spiritual Artifacts, and a host of other treasures, Zhao Sheng still felt it was well worth it.

The so-called hundred-year guardian contract meant that once Zhao Sheng advanced to the Golden Core Realm, he was obliged to serve as the guardian of the Strange Pill Sect for a hundred years.

The role of the guardian was common among all the major sects of the Cultivation World. As part of the sect’s foundation, they would secretly protect the sect’s laws and traditions, generally not revealing themselves unless the sect faced a moment of critical danger.

The Strange Pill Sect used the Golden Core Formation Pill as bait to entice Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivators like Zhao Sheng into signing guardian contracts.

Not to mention the fair price,

every time someone succeeded in forming their core, the Strange Pill Sect would effortlessly gain a Golden Core Level combatant, thus increasing their Qi Fortune by a hundred years.

Almost no one knows how many guardians the Strange Pill Sect has to this day.

However, historically, these guardians have turned the tides of disaster multiple times, saving the Strange Pill Sect from the brink of extinction.

With such a profitable bargains, Strange Pill Sect had been conducting this business for thousands of years.

After a short while, Zhao Sheng inspected the Golden Core Formation Pill, resealed it, and gently placed it on the table, his face showing contemplation.

"One pill is not enough, it would be better to have a few more. I wonder how well the news has spread by now. Before embarking on the return voyage, I need to make another trip to West Jade Square. It’s just..."

Thinking of his deflating Storage Bag, Zhao Sheng’s expression became uncertain, his eyes flashing as if weighing his options.

Soon after, his gaze firmed and with a flick of his sleeve, a dark black small tripod shot out. After spinning in the air, it transformed into a two-zhang high tripod with three legs. A golden Fire Dragon suddenly emerged on the body of the tripod, making three circuits before turning into a Burning golden flame, sinking beneath the tripod to burn quietly. This was indeed the Nine Dragon Tripod.

With a wave of his hand, a pile of bottles and jars suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Sheng.

He flipped his hand, and the Thousand-Pattern Star Algae Fruit instantly fell into it. With a flick of his finger, the Spirit Fruit shot out and accurately flew into the alchemy furnace.

Zhao Sheng’s hands rapidly formed an alchemy formula, casting strands of Spiritual Power, and following that the Golden Burning Spirit Flame surged, filling the cabin with golden light. The room temperature quickly began to rise.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Sheng, bearing the scent of Elixir, walked out of the cabin.

At this moment, the Zhao Family members were waiting outside with anxious expressions.

Seeing him emerge, Zhao Dingda, the registered disciple, immediately stepped forward to greet him, "I respectfully welcome Master from his retreat."

The others heaved a sigh of relief and quickly stepped forward to bow and pay their respects.

Zhao Sheng gestured for them to rise, then reassured everyone with a few words.

Seeing this, Zhao Dingda asked, "Master, all the items have been bought. When shall we set sail?"

Zhao Sheng frowned slightly and said softly, "Wait a few more days. I have something to do."

Zhao Dingda immediately nodded in agreement, while no one else dared to raise any objections.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Sheng rode his sword down to the central plaza of West Jade Immortal Square.

Without stopping, he turned and walked towards a large pharmacy adjacent to the plaza.

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Zhao Sheng stood tall and smilingly said, "Since your store does not have it for now, it wouldn’t hurt for me to look elsewhere."

"By the way, this is a batch of Foundation Establishment Pills I have just refined. Shopkeeper, with your exceptional discernment, please evaluate them for me."

With that, he took out a pill bottle and poured out a red Spirit Pill with an intoxicating fragrance, handing it to the white-haired shopkeeper opposite him.

"Eh, the Daoist can actually refine Foundation Establishment Pills. I just failed to recognize a True Alchemist, please forgive my offense!"

The white-haired shopkeeper kept apologizing while carefully taking the Foundation Establishment Pill and examining it, his face gradually showing a look of astonishment.

Because he discovered that this Foundation Establishment Pill still contained its fire qi, which clearly indicated it had been refined only a few days ago, and what’s more rare was that its quality had reached the category of a Middle Grade Pill.

This was indeed no small matter!

"Shopkeeper, if your store has Golden Core Formation Pills in the future, I hope you can reserve them for this poor Daoist for some time. You can sell this Foundation Establishment Pill, just calculate it at the normal price," Zhao Sheng said calmly and composedly.

"Certainly! If there are any Golden Core Formation Pills in the future, I will certainly reserve them for the Daoist for a period of time, but it can’t exceed one year at most. I’m sure you understand how hot this item is, and I dare not keep it in hand for too long!"

"Mmm, this poor Daoist understands."

"It’s good that the Daoist understands. Please wait a moment. I’ll be right back."

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Two quarters of an hour later, Zhao Sheng left behind a Ten Thousand Miles One Line Talisman and, holding a large bag of Mid-grade Spirit Stones, leisurely left the shop.

After walking a distance and turning half a street, he flashed into another shop.

In the back courtyard, the long-faced shopkeeper with a smile on his face assuredly said, "No problem, if there is any Primordial Heavy Water in the future, our shop will definitely reserve it for the Daoist first. By the way, do you have any extra Foundation Establishment Pills for sale?"

"Not for the time being," Zhao Sheng smiled lightly and then swept his sleeve, collecting the pile of Mid-grade Spirit Stones on the table into his Storage Bag.

"Well... besides Primordial Heavy Water, does the Daoist have any other needs? Our shop has all kinds of talisman and elixirs, and there will be a discount," the long-faced shopkeeper deliberately lowered his voice a few notches, tempting.

"Shopkeeper, you are too kind. I haven’t thought of any other needs for the time being, but if I do, I will certainly purchase from your shop. Mmm, I have other matters to attend to, so I won’t stay long. I will take my leave now," Zhao Sheng declined indifferently.

Subsequently, Zhao Sheng was personally escorted downstairs by the long-faced shopkeeper.

No sooner had he left the shop than he zigzagged and vanished among the crowd.

Thus, he chose three more shops with significant backgrounds and repeated the process several times, with his objective naturally being the Golden Core Formation Pills, or the Primordial Heavy Water.

Zhao Sheng was intentionally revealing the fact that he could refine Foundation Establishment Pills.

If previously there was only suspicion, after his actions today,

the families on Biluo Island would quickly get wind of the news, knowing that a late-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator close to Core Formation had arrived, and he was also a true Foundation Establishment Master.

Only by first showing one’s own value could one attract interested parties.

Now that the bait had been laid, it was time to wait for it to ferment for a while before it was time for him to appear again.

An hour later, Zhao Sheng returned to the Treasure Ship.

Before long, the Dome Turtle Treasure Ship slowly started, crossing paths with many other ships entering the harbor.

As it moved through the busy and bustling bay and gradually left Biluo Island behind, the masts’ three new sails billowed high with the wind’s force, and a thin layer of white Light Shield rose on the ship’s surface.

Following a whistle, the Dome Turtle Treasure Ship suddenly accelerated, speeding away toward the distant horizon.

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Over the following month on the sea journey, Zhao Sheng repelled five groups of medium to large-scale sea beast attacks a total of five times.

During the return voyage, although dangers occurred frequently, no one else died in the end.

One month later, the scathed Dome Turtle Treasure Ship finally returned to the long-missed Dome Turtle Island.

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With the Treasure Ship’s successful return and the food crisis averted, the entire Zhao Family burst into loud cheers, and the island celebrated joyously.

Zhao Sheng politely declined the invitations from Zhao Yunxian and others and went straight back to Dianjing Mansion upon disembarking, going into seclusion without coming out.

Half a month flew by in the blink of an eye.

That night, the starlight was hazy, and all was quiet.

In the cultivation room of Dianjing Mansion, Zhao Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of shock flashing in them.

Because just a moment ago, a voice as thin as a mosquito suddenly rang in his ear: "Do not be alarmed, come outside the cave for a meeting. I am Master Jiu Chi."