Eternal Life from Talisman Painting-Chapter 114 - 110: Changes in Celestial Profound City
[Life Span: 58/210]
[Realm: Foundation Establishment Early Stage (12/100)]
Inside the cave, watching his cultivation progress, Lin Chang’an couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh softly.
"An increase of four proficiency points in one year, only two points in the last six months, it seems Yun Yao knew the disadvantages of a Low-grade Spirit Root, which is why he gave me this Secret Technique."
With Yun Yao’s Top-grade Spirit Root, he hadn’t missed any chance to speed up cultivation, let alone him.
"The Nascent Condensation Formulas, the cultivator who created this Secret Technique, truly was a genius, or maybe the Immortal Cultivation Realm has had too many brilliant cultivators.
They have created countless famous cultivation techniques, and countless cultivators have improved upon them, giving rise to this current Secret Technique."
Looking at the Jade Scroll in his hand, Lin Chang’an couldn’t help but silently praise.
Originally, this Cultivation Technique had very harsh requirements, requiring either a Core Formation cultivator’s Golden Core or a Tier Three Demon Beast’s Demon Core.
It has now been improved to use Tier Two Spiritual Objects, or even Tier Two Demon Cores as substitutes for cultivation.
Although the effect isn’t as good, for a Foundation Establishment cultivator like him, there aren’t many choices.
It’s worth noting that even Yun Yao’s status couldn’t get a Tier Three Demon Core and had to settle for a Tier Three Spiritual Object, the Ice Soul Pearl.
It shows how precious Tier Three Golden Cores or Demon Cores are.
"Hopefully, there will be suitable Spiritual Objects at tonight’s trading event."
Looking at the Spirit Stones in the Storage Bag, Lin Chang’an smiled slightly.
This Mr. Yun is quite considerate, leaving over two hundred Middle-grade Spirit Stones for him.
Tier Three Spiritual Objects are unaffordable, but Tier Two Spiritual Objects are sufficient.
Standing up, after tidying up his aura, Lin Chang’an walked out of the cave full of anticipation.
He also didn’t forget to put the Cyan-Horned Bull, basking in the sun in the pool, into the Spirit Beast Bag.
After all, it’s better to be cautious when going out.
This Cyan-Horned Bull is for protection, not just for show at the cave entrance.
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"Mr. Lin, are you going out today?" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Just upon stepping outside, he saw Chen Qing with a radiant face.
Lin Chang’an smiled, cupping his hands in greeting, "Just going to check out the market, what’s going on with you?"
He saw a large crowd outside Chen Qing’s Taoist arena, with people of all ages, families in tow, at least dozens of people.
Today, Chen Qing had uncharacteristically donned a brand-new Dharma Robe and displayed a rare proud smile when facing Lin Chang’an.
"Isn’t that because we have been allocated a hundred acres of Spirit Field, so I’ve brought over the cultivators with Spirit Roots from the clan to get familiar with the location first."
A Foundation Establishment cultivator would naturally stay long-term in the Spiritual Energy rich cave; Chen Qing would arrange these ordinary cultivators within the city.
"For years, clans like ours, consisting of Loose Cultivators, are politely called cultivator clans, otherwise, we are rootless duckweed. Finally, we have a place to settle."
When saying this, an unusual sense of pride appeared on Chen Qing’s face.
He is indeed the guiding leader of the Chen Family, having achieved Foundation Establishment, and now finding a place for his clan to reside.
The clan’s hope rests heavily on him, and it’s not an understatement.
"Congratulations to Mr. Chen."
Having gone through the same struggles, Lin Chang’an understood well the hardships of being a Loose Cultivator, hence he sincerely cupped his hands toward Chen Qing in acknowledgment.
Underneath Chen Qing’s smiling face, he turned to introduce his clansmen who were standing behind him:
"What are you waiting for? Greet Mr. Lin."
"Greetings, Senior/Ancestral Elder."
Of the dozens of people, the older ones called him Senior, while the younger ones referred to him as Ancestral Elder.
At that moment, Lin Chang’an nodded with a smile, now experiencing the feeling of being called Ancestral Elder as a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
No wonder so many Foundation Establishment cultivators enjoy being called Ancestral Elder; the feeling is indeed gratifying.
Chen Qing nodded in satisfaction and notably brought over two young men in brocade robes to formally introduce them:
"Mr. Lin, these two are my grandsons and the most talented in my clan. You’ve met Chen Wen before, and this is Chen Feng, both possessing Middle-grade Spirit Root talent."
As he said that, pride filled Chen Qing’s face, turning to sternly address his grandsons:
"What are you standing there for?"
Chen Wen, whom he had met before, bore a handsome resemblance to Chen Qing, having always been by his side.
Whereas Chen Feng exhibited a straightforward and honest demeanor, both bowed respectfully together.
"Greetings, Senior Lin."
"Please rise."
Lin Chang’an, gazing at the two young men, for the first time realized that he was nearing sixty.
"Mr. Chen, you truly have a great fortune."
Lin Chang’an spoke with envy, and his words carried no sense of pretense.
In an ordinary cultivator clan, having two descendants with Middle-grade Spirit Root is really not bad.
Having a descendant with a Top-grade Spirit Root is like receiving a great blessing from the heavens.
Facing Lin Chang’an’s praise, Chen Qing was modest, waving his hand, but the radiant glow on his face and his inability to hide his smiles betrayed his true feelings.
Lin Chang’an laughed, congratulating him, for to Loose Cultivators, it’s indeed an enormous event worth celebrating.
After exchanging pleasantries, Lin Chang’an headed toward the Zhou Family.
Meanwhile, Chen Qing’s clansmen entered their Ancestral Elder’s Foundation Establishment cave, eager to explore.
"Grandfather, doesn’t Senior Lin have no offspring or clan? Why not lease the Spirit Field allocated to Uncle Lin?"
Once inside the cave, with a soundproof Array in place, Chen Wen, clad in brocade, couldn’t contain his curiosity and questioned with a face full of doubt.
"With your relationship with Senior Lin, perhaps we could negotiate for lower rent, and two hundred acres of Spirit Field would greatly bolster the clan."
