Chapter 1438: Chapter 1435: The Wealthiest Man in the Cultivation World, Shen Wanjing

Majestic and vast, the grand city stretches endlessly, with more standalone courtyards than skyscrapers, and occasionally bustling marketplaces interspersed throughout.

Within the city are large expanses of spirit fields and medicine fields, though it’s unclear to whom these belong.

Yang Fei couldn’t help but ask curiously, "Master, generally, whose properties are these spirit fields and medicine fields?"

Wan Daorong laughed and said, "They belong to Shen Wanjing."

Yang Fei was startled and asked in wonder, "Do you mean these properties are owned by a single person?"

Wan Daorong nodded, "Yes, he is Shen Wanjing, the contemporary master of the Shen Family, the richest cultivation merchant clan in the Southern Domain. Currently, this Shifang City is his."

Yang Fei couldn’t help but breathe in sharply, taking another look at the magnificent and vast city below, he couldn’t help but exclaim, "Although I haven’t seen the strength of other merchant families in the cultivation world, the mere fact of owning such a majestic city as a base shows that Shen Wanjing is truly impressive."

Wan Daorong glanced sideways at him and snorted, "You shouldn’t call him by name directly. Not only is he the current head of the Shen Family, the richest merchant in the Southern Domain, but he’s also a towering giant of the Southern Domain cultivation world, being at the late stage peak of the Divinity Transformation Realm, one of the three top-tier half step Mahayana Realm (Dao Unity Stage) cultivators in the Southern Domain."

Yang Fei was stunned and greatly shocked upon hearing this, "That amazing?"

Wan Daorong nodded, sincerely praising him, "This man is the kind of genius who outshines his contemporaries in cultivation. He’s the youngest among the three half step Dao Unity Realm cultivators in the Southern Domain. Up to now, his age is only about twelve hundred."

Yang Fei listened but didn’t feel much about it. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

It took over twelve hundred years to cultivate into Dao Unity, no, just half step Dao Unity, so it doesn’t seem particularly impressive.

He had long known from Ye Wuya and others in the Lingxiao Sect that the lifespan of the Foundation Establishment Stage is three hundred years, Core Formation is six hundred, Nascent Soul reaches a lifespan of a thousand years, and Divinity Transformation lasts anywhere from two thousand to two thousand six hundred years.

As for Mahayana Realm (Dao Unity Stage) cultivator’s lifespan, it is said to have reached five thousand years.

So achieving the Mahayana Realm at the age of twelve hundred is indeed quite impressive.

But to Yang Fei, at just over forty years old, he had already entered Core Formation, and felt his cultivation realm could consistently maintain a high pace of advancement with boundless potential, naturally believing deep down that reaching Nascent Soul shouldn’t take him more than a few decades.

According to his own estimates, reaching Nascent Soul by two hundred, advancing to Divinity Transformation by five hundred, and achieving Dao Unity by seven to eight hundred seemed achievable.

Thus, he casually remarked, "Achieving this at over twelve hundred years old isn’t very remarkable."

Wan Daorong’s mouth twitched fiercely, he looked at Yang Fei and asked, "Do you know how old I am this year?"

Yang Fei replied, "Disciple does not know. May I ask Master’s age this year?"

Wan Daorong laughed heartily, "I am two thousand two hundred and forty-seven years old this year."

Yang Fei was dumbfounded on the spot.

For heavens’ sake!

Two thousand two hundred and forty-seven?

This is like an old monster to him.

Previously, when he heard that cultivators like Chris and Will in the Blood Clan had actually lived over four hundred years, he thought they were old monsters, but now hearing Wan Daorong mention his age, he found those Blood Clan fellows on Earth to be like youths in front of Wan Daorong.

And his own age was even just the digits of Wan Daorong’s age.

Seeing Yang Fei’s amazed expression, Wan Daorong chuckled and said, "I have entered the Divinity Transformation Realm for over fifteen hundred years, and I’m still just at the late stage peak of this realm, unable to even touch the threshold of half step Dao Unity. Do you still think Shen Wanjing’s aptitude and talent are unimpressive?"

Yang Fei replied, "With such a comparison, Shen Wanjing is truly a prodigious talent."

Wan Daorong nodded, "He is a top genius rarely seen in tens of thousands of years in the Southern Domain World, reaching the pinnacle of talent in today’s great cultivation world. Without that accident, he would surely become the youngest Dao Unity cultivator in the last hundred thousand years in the Southern Domain, possibly even striving for Tribulation Crossing and attaining the true realm of Immortal Ascension which is truly a pity."

As he spoke, a deep expression of regret and sorrow appeared on Wan Daorong’s face.

Yang Fei couldn’t help but ask, "Master, what happened to him?"

Wan Daorong pondered for a while and then shook his head, "Never mind, it’s best not to bring up this matter."

The more Wan Daorong said so, the more curious Yang Fei became. Just as he was about to inquire further, suddenly a booming voice intruded into his ears.

"Hahaha, since Master Wan brought up the student’s affairs, it means he still remembers me. But why has Master passed my home several times lately without coming for a visit?"

The hearty laughter continued, omnipresent.

Yang Fei felt this sound pierce his soul’s depths, making it impossible not to hear.

Not just him, even Wan Daorong was alarmed by the unexpected voice.

With his cultivation realm, he could perceive everything within a range of dozens of miles, and to his knowledge, Shen Wanjing had left Shifang City for several decades, being as elusive as a dragon. So why did he suddenly return?

Could it have been because of the commotion in the Southern South Domain that he returned early?

Thinking of this, Wan Daorong became secretly vigilant.

As Yang Fei and Wan Daorong were taken aback, before the voice had fully faded, a figure suddenly appeared in the void space in front of the Spirit Ship.

The figure was clad in white, face like jade, radiating a splendid aura, looking no older than thirty, with a refined appearance, unlike the ancient merchant image Yang Fei had imagined.

This person was Shen Wanjing.

He hovered in space, clasped his hands in salute to Wan Daorong, and said, "Student greets Master Wan."

Wan Daorong swiftly moved forward, standing at the ship’s bow and returning the courtesy, "Please do not be so courteous, Master Shen. According to cultivation world customs, you’ve already surpassed me in progress, and I should call you senior."

Shen Wanjing quickly gestured with his hands, "Master Wan elevates the student too much. I heard Master Wan passed by Shifang City several times lately, forgive the student for being away a few days ago and not able to host, today as Master Wan happens to be passing, the student ought to fulfill the host’s duty."

Wan Daorong, eager to return to the Shang Qing Sect’s Tian Nan Peak to handle Yang Fei’s friends’ affairs, was initially uninterested in a delay, but given Shen Wanjing’s sudden return to Shifang City to fulfill host obligations, he felt reluctant to refuse directly.

After a brief contemplation, he said to Yang Fei, "Fei’er, you stay here and wait for me. I will catch up with Master Shen and return."

Yang Fei quickly nodded, "Yes, Master."

Shen Wanjing cast his gaze upon Yang Fei and asked with surprise, "When did Master Wan take such a young disciple?"

Wan Daorong smiled, "I only recently took him under my wing, with the intention of making him a closed-door disciple."

Shen Wanjing couldn’t help but take him seriously, saying, "Since he is a junior disciple, let’s head home together to sit, have a few drinks, and get to know each other. That way, in the Southern Domain cultivation world, we have someone to count on."

Wan Daorong’s heart tightened.

He felt Shen Wanjing’s unexpected invitation to Yang Fei was too strange.