Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

In the trading secret chamber.

Occasional sounds of gasps could be heard.

The table in front of them was piling up with pure Demon Cores of every level.

The old man's look of indifference gradually disappeared from his face.

He unconsciously looked at Zhang Jing, who was taking out one Demon Core after another from his storage space, with a touch of surprise and excitement in his heart!

If he could buy all these pure Demon Cores, the reward for his commission alone would be nearly a hundred Dao merits.

More importantly.

Having done this for decades, his vision had been honed to an extraordinary level.

All the signs pointed to the fact that this Junior Brother and his team must have a way to dispel the residual devil energy in the Demon Cores.

If they could engage in long-term cooperation, he might be able to lie back and count his Dao merits.

"Senior Brother, could you please tell me how many Dao merits these pure Demon Cores are worth?"

Zhang Jing's voice rang out.

The old man jolted, coming back to his senses.

His gaze naturally focused on the numerous Demon Cores.

"Junior Brother, please wait a moment, I will count them." He suppressed the excitement in his heart and said politely.

Once he had spoken.

Ignoring Zhang Jing's gaze.

The old man reached out with a slightly trembling hand and began to carefully count the Demon Cores on the table, one by one, not daring to be careless.

About time for half a pot of tea later.

The old man exhaled deeply, sincerely saying:

"Junior Brother, there are ninety-five Qi Refinement early stage Demon Cores here, twenty-three of them are from the first level of Qi Refinement, forty-seven from the second level, and twenty-five from the third level."

"There are nine Demon Cores from the middle stage of Qi Refinement."

"The total for all types of pure Demon Cores is one hundred and four, worth three thousand, one hundred and fifty Dao merits. Do you have any questions, Junior Brother?"

This time.

Not only did he not bargain as usual, but he also raised the purchase price to the highest level within his authority.

Even though doing so would reduce his commission, the old man didn't hesitate at all.

To engage in long-term cooperation, he needed to show his sincerity to the other party.

Across the table.

Zhang Jing nodded slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

The price offered by the other party was more than a hundred Dao merits higher than he had estimated before coming.

This was an unexpected bonus.

"Senior Brother, let's go with the price you quoted."

There was no difference in his face.

As his words fell.

The old man immediately gathered up the Demon Cores on the table and reminded Zhang Jing with a smile, "Junior Brother, could you please give me your Identity Jade? I'll transfer the Dao merits to you."

"There's no hurry for that. Can you please help me appraise these Spiritual Medicines?"

As he spoke.

Zhang Jing once again took out Spiritual Medicines from his storage space and placed them on the table.

An intense aroma from the Spiritual Medicines instantly pervaded the entire secret chamber.

The old man's pupils contracted.

...

Time trickled away.

"Junior Brother, the total Dao merits for the Spirit Pills and Spiritual Medicines combined is seven thousand three hundred and fifty-seven. Are you sure you want to sell?"

The old man looked at Zhang Jing with complex eyes, his voice slightly trembling.

Today was truly an eye-opener.

There was actually someone who was selling resources worth more than seven thousand Dao Merits all at once.

Who exactly was this unfamiliar Junior Brother in front of him?

Could it be that his team had discovered a relic or a secret realm during their mission? Otherwise, how could these Spiritual Medicines be explained?

Wait a minute, a relic?

A method to purify Demon Cores?

The old man had a sudden realization, feeling that everything was coming together.

At this moment.

Struggle could be seen in Zhang Jing's eyes.

The extremely rare Demon Core at the ninth level of Qi Refinement that he had received from Senior Sister Liu was meant for his cultivation in the late stage of Qi Refinement, so he planned to keep it, not intending to sell it.

However, he still had a shortfall of more than a thousand Dao Merits, which wouldn't be easy to make up for in a short time.

As for the Spirit God Liquid.

The best use for it would be like the last time, to exchange it for a Demon Core at the ninth level of Qi Refinement.

Otherwise, it would be a great loss.

But thinking about the fact that the opening of the Void of the Ten Thousand Gods was drawing closer and closer.

Zhang Jing immediately realized something.

Between time and benefits, a choice had to be made.

Even if the Spirit God Liquid could be exchanged for a Demon Core at the ninth level of Qi Refinement, it was unclear how much time it would take; it might be one day, or it could be one month.

His time right now was extremely precious and he could not afford any delays.

"Do you purchase Spirit God Liquid?"

Zhang Jing's calm gaze fell on the old man across from him.

...

Two days later.

The last Dao Merit deficit was filled by Zhang Jing through the making of talismans.

Thus, the era of selling everything for Dao Merits officially came to an end.

Inside the cave dwelling.

Zhang Jing turned his wrist, and the light purple Identity Jade entered his field of vision, its light flickering.

Name: Zhang Jing

Identity: Outer Academy Disciple

Dao Achievements: Nine thousand one hundred and eighty-three

Looking at the slightly exaggerated number behind Dao Achievements.

A faint smile crept up at the corner of Zhang Jing's eyes, which grew thicker, eventually turning into a hearty laugh.

He seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time...

...

Spirit Beast Room.

Lu 38 was fiddling with the Purple Gold Spirit Beast Ring around his neck, a look of satisfaction appearing on his face.

Now he was totally safe.

Even if he left the cave dwelling, there was nothing to be afraid of.

However, there was a saying: what you think of often comes.

"Thirty-Eight, come with me."

Zhang Jing's voice suddenly rang in Lu 38's heart.

This was one of the functions of the super-luxurious spirit beast ring he had bought for him.

Zhang Jing initially thought about buying just a regular spirit beast ring.

But… with Lu 38's cultivation about to officially enter the Qi Refinement seventh stage, a regular spirit beast ring was no longer suitable.

Reluctantly, he ended up buying a high-grade spirit beast ring.

Thankfully, it was worth the price.

Otherwise, Zhang Jing would have to consider convincing Lu 38 to earn Dao achievements.

For example—

Opening a spirit beast special line between Luodu Island—Legacy Pavilion and Luodu Island—Thousand Law Pavilion, once a day, at a high price!

After all, a spirit beast in the late stage of Qi Refinement, any pauper is undeserving to ride.

By then.

The Dao achievements earned by Lu 38, he would only symbolically take one… or two-tenths of the fee, and give the rest all to it.

Over time.

Lu 38 might even be able to earn its future cultivation method.

Don't overthink it.

Zhang Jing just wanted to cultivate Lu 38's spirit of self-reliance and hard struggle!

...

Perhaps because he had been pent up in the cave dwelling for too long.

As soon as Lu 38 came out, he started running wildly, recklessly radiating a powerful aura close to the late stage of Qi Refinement.

Under Zhang Jing's guidance.

Its huge body turned into a white long rainbow, carrying a violent wind, and rushed towards the direction of the Legacy Pavilion.

Before long.

In front of the Legacy Pavilion.

The originally somewhat noisy crowd instantly became quiet with the arrival of a giant beast.

Gazes of fear and surprise unconsciously fell on Lu 38's oppressive and gigantic figure.

His eyes quickly swept over the group of people on the opposite side.

Zhang Jing got off Lu 38 and instructed somewhat worriedly:

"I'll go do something, Thirty-Eight, you stay here and wait for me. Remember not to run around."

"Especially these Spirit Cranes, be very, very careful, don't accidentally step on them."

"I understand, master."

Lu 38 watched Zhang Jing's figure slowly disappear into the majestic palace ahead.

Only then did Lu 38 yawn, and carefully avoid the spirit cranes around him, found an empty spot, and gently lay down.

Then.

It seemed to be a little annoyed by the gazes that kept sweeping over it.

Lu 38 suddenly raised his head, looking at the cultivators who were curiously watching him.

They were weak, not as strong as him.

It glanced at the new spirit beast ring on its neck.

It suddenly felt full of confidence.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen such a handsome mount before?" Lu 38 mustered the courage and shouted at the crowd.

...

Inside the Legacy Pavilion.

Zhang Jing scanned around as if he was looking for something.

The next moment, a young man in a green robe ran to Zhang Jing's side and asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother, you—are you Brother Zhang?!"

A surprised voice suddenly resounded.

Zhang Jing turned unconsciously, and then looked surprised.

"Brother Ji, what are you doing here?"

At these words, Ji Bochang chuckled:

"Hehe, Senior Sister thought that my cultivation is not high, and it's too dangerous to go out for tasks, so she arranged a job for me in the Legacy Pavilion."

"Your Senior Sister is… very thoughtful!"

Zhang Jing looked at him strangely.

This guy really knows how to live off others.

To be honest.

He really wanted to ask 'Senior Sister' in person, what mysterious potion Ji Bochang gave or what kind of devious method he used to have such an effect.

"Haha, Senior Sister is always like this. I'm used to it. One day if we get a chance, I'll introduce you to her. She's been very curious about you, Brother Zhang."

Ji Bochang gave a knowing smile, a proud expression on his face.

Then he seemed to remember something and asked:

"Brother Zhang, if you want to exchange for a legacy, just tell me, I'll take you there."

Ji Bochang patted his chest.

"That's perfect," back to the main topic, Zhang Jing's face turned serious, and he lightly said: "I came here to exchange for a high-grade legacy."