A Record of a Mortal s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 858: Volume 6 Spiritual Treasures Chapter 855 Escape Chapter 858: Volume 6 Spiritual Treasures Chapter 855 Escape In Ningzhou of the State of Dongyu, located next to Chang Province where Devilfall Valley is situated, was an inconspicuous small province.

Contrary to the densely forested mountainous area of Chang Province, Ningzhou was filled with barren yellow earth slopes, rarely featuring any trees or rivers.

Consequently, very few Immortal Cultivators chose to live in this province.

Only a few small Immortal Cultivation clans occupied the scant inferior Spirit Vein locations in the province, leading a leisurely life without competition.

To the southwest of Ningzhou was a mountain called Spiritual Kylin Mountain-one of the few Spirit Vein locations in the province.

The area of Spiritual Kylin Mountain was not too small, spanning over a hundred li.

However, the Spirit Vein within the mountain range spanned only about ten li.

Only the main peak of Spiritual Kylin Mountain and two nearby smaller mountains were suitable for Cultivators to sit and cultivate.

Yet, this small area was home to three small Immortal Cultivation clans, each occupying one of the three mountains.

These three families, Huang, Han, and Wang, were forced to settle in a location like Ningzhou where Spiritual Energy was scarce; they were all relatively insignificant clans.

Even the strongest among them, the Huang family, could hardly boast of having a Core Formation Cultivator, and had only two Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

The rest of their clan members were low-level disciples in the Qi Refinement Realm, mostly consisting of those at the 3rd or 4th level.

There were even thousands of family members without a Spiritual Root, forced to reside at the periphery of Spiritual Kylin Mountain.

Living so close to one another, it was natural for the three families to get along peacefully and without incidents.

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Over nearly a century, there was no shortage of intermarriages between the disciples of the three families.

The root of this peaceful coexistence lay in the fact that although the quality of the Spirit Vein in Spiritual Kylin Mountain was not outstanding, atop the main peak the three families shared a mysterious Spiritual Spring of unknown origin.

Though not a Spirit Well Spring, which was known to be a rare spirit well object, this spring also possessed miraculous effects.

Drinking the Spiritual Tea made from this spring water combined with certain Spiritual Medicines allowed lower-level disciples below the 6th level of Qi Refinement Stage to undergo a partial essence cleansing, which greatly benefited their future cultivation.

This was one of the main reasons why the three families, despite knowing the location was not ideal for cultivation, stubbornly stayed.

However, this Spiritual Spring could not be used all year round; it only gushed from the ground on fixed days each year, and even then, the amount of water was pitifully insufficient for distribution among the three families.

Thus, the elders of the three clans had long ago decided to jointly seal off this Spiritual Spring and only open it once every ten years.

The amount of spring water accumulated over ten years was sufficient for one use by all three families.

Moreover, opening the spring once every decade coincided with the period when new Disciples matured, ensuring that the spring water was not wasted.

This very Spiritual Spring bound the three families together, compelling them to jointly guard and use this precious resource, opening it once every ten years to allow their young disciples to undergo the essence cleansing.

And today, a grand ceremony to open the Spiritual Spring was being held on the peak of Spiritual Kylin Mountain.

In front of a pitch-black rock face, over a hundred feet tall, dozens of disciples from the three families stood in several rows, their faces filled with excitement as they awaited the event ahead.

These disciples were mostly between the ages of eleven and seventeen.

Most of them were in the 3rd or 4th levels of the Qi Refinement Realm, with quite a few even in the 1st or 2nd levels.

At the very front of the crowd stood about a dozen much older Cultivators, all of whom were above the 10th level of Qi Refinement Realm.

Among them were three elders, who had each reached the Foundation Establishment Stage-one in the middle stage, and two in the early stage.

These more ‘profoundly’ cultivated individuals were gathered in front of the rock face, each holding a Magic Artifact and reciting spell incantations non-stop as they performed the ritual to unseal the Array restrictive formations.

On the large rock face, several different colored restriction talismans flickered with intermittent bursts of spiritual light.

At this moment, under the leadership of the three elders, the incantations of the group of Cultivators became louder and more urgent, and the spell flags in their hands grew increasingly radiant with white light.

Moments later, the three elders simultaneously raised their hand and cast an incantation.

It transformed into a burst of rosy light that swept across.

At the touch of this rosy light, the talismans on the rock face trembled slightly before fluttering down.

Immediately, several disciples holding jade boxes, who had been ready for a long time, rushed forward to pick up the Spirit Talismans carefully, placing them into the boxes before quickly retreating.

For small clans like theirs, such restriction talismans were rare treasures not to be lost.

With the talismans gone, the rock face erupted with white misty light and began to tremble slightly.

Suddenly, including the three elders in front, the Cultivators all raised their spell flags.

Thin strands of variously colored light shot from the tips of the flags and disappeared into the white light.

The shaking of the rock wall intensified, then amid thundering rumbles that shook the earth, the wall gradually split in two from the middle, revealing behind it a semicircular gap over ten zhang wide.

The younger disciples from the three clans all widened their eyes, staring incessantly at the scene within the gap.

It was known that this Spiritual Spring was regarded as a treasure by the three clans, and ordinary clan disciples might only get this one chance in their lives to see the Spiritual Spring with their own eyes.

Naturally, they didn’t want to miss anything.

Actually, the true appearance of this Spiritual Spring could be clearly described by even a three-year-old child in the clan.

A pool, three zhang long and one zhang wide, made of flawless white jade, was situated deep within ten-plus zhang of the gap.

At a glance, only a small portion of the pool contained clear, transparent spring water, residing within the jade pool, appearing utterly pure as if untarnished by any dust.

What made it even more extraordinary was that the water faintly exuded an indescribable fragrance that left one feeling refreshed and invigorated upon smelling it.

Amidst the disturbance of these young disciples, one of the three elders, a white-faced, beardless old man, suddenly turned around.

His eyes emitted a fierce light as he swept his gaze around.

Immediately, all the disturbance quieted down.

This elder was none other than Huang Yuanming from the Huang clan, whose cultivation had reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

He could be considered the foremost cultivator of Spiritual Kylin Mountain.

Not only were the disciples of the Huang family extremely respectful towards him, but the young disciples from the Wang and Li clans also held him in high regard.

“Hehe, Brother Huang’s authority is effective.

It keeps these youngsters obedient,” remarked another elder in a grey robe, narrowing his eyes and speaking with a chuckle.

“Of course.

Brother Huang’s cultivation has reached the late phase of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, hasn’t it?

Perhaps he might even advance further, entering the late Foundation Establishment stage?” said the other, a green-robed elder, with evident envy.

“You two jest.

I am already of this age.

How could I have another chance to advance further?

Such opportunities should be left for the younger generation.

We should quickly prepare the Spiritual Tea for these youngsters to consume.

The spring water in the pool seems to be more than in previous years, which is indeed a good thing,” Huang Yuanming replied with a chuckle, modestly and politely.

The other two elders were naturally the Foundation Establishment elders from the other two families.

These two families were even less prominent than the Huang family, barely managing to cultivate one Foundation Establishment cultivator to represent them.

Huang Yuanming had been close friends with these two for many years, thus he paid no mind to their earlier words.

The other two elders also smiled faintly, no longer mentioning the matter, and began to instruct their clan’s secret disciples in preparing the Spiritual Tea to step forward and start the preparations immediately.

Instantly, two disciples from each family flew out in response, heading straight for the pool.

However, just as all eyes were on them and they had not yet reached the edge of the Spirit Pool, a startling accident occurred.

Suddenly, a low rumbling of thunder sounded three or four zhang above the pool, followed by a few flashes of five-colored radiance, and a pitch-black orb abruptly appeared out of thin air.

Then, the pitch-black orb emitted a strange “hissing” sound as it twisted and deformed, astonishingly turning into a spatial tear about a zhang long.

Following that, with a “plop”, under the dumbfounded gaze of the cultivators, a figure was swept out by a wave of five-colored radiance and fell right into the jade pool below.

Then, the spatial tear flashed wildly a few times and abruptly vanished without a trace.

After the figure fell into the water, it let out a light exclamation, steadied itself with a shake, and stood up.

He glanced at the cultivators in front of the pool with a slightly puzzled expression on his face.

Led by Huang Yuanming, the cultivators from the three families were already so shocked that they couldn’t utter a word.

The figure was a young man in a blue scholar’s jacket, slightly surprised to find so many cultivators present upon his unexpected arrival, a twinge of embarrassment flashing across his face, but then quickly regained his composure.

A flash of azure light, and the wet scholar’s jacket in the pool instantaneously evaporated its moisture, becoming unusually dry.

“What place is this?

Is this still the State of Dongyu?” the man asked in a seemingly casual manner as he floated out of the water.

Then, easily identifying Huang Yuanming as the most profound cultivator present, he inquired indifferently, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

“Is this Ningzhou in the State of Dongyu?

May I know the senior’s honorable surname and esteemed name, so you might enlighten me?” Having already scanned the man’s cultivation with his Divine Sense and shocked by the results as he could not make out any depth, which indicated that the man was at least a Core Formation cultivator, Huang Yuanming was naturally extremely cautious.

He bowed deeply before cautiously answering.

The other two elders, also sensing the unfathomable depth of Han Li’s cultivation, were similarly shocked and bowed deeply, their faces full of forced smiles.

“Ningzhou…” The young man blinked, his expression unchanging, but he muttered to himself, a hint of contemplation crossing his face.

This man was indeed Han Li, who had just escaped from the ruins of the Spirit Ether Garden.

It had now been precisely twenty-seven years since the great battle at Devilfall Valley.

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