The river flows east from dawn to dusk, and the sun sets in the west through the ages.
Time flies by, never stopping, as the years of cultivating immortality surge like a torrent, day and night. The sea region is vast, and the years are long. Unknowingly... five hundred years have passed.
On Trash Island, Divine Transformation experts emerge like bamboo shoots after a rain, but without exception, they all belong to the garbage recycling plant.
In this grand world, as long as you have spirit stones, you can buy anything, even elders from immortal sects come out to preach for spirit stones.
As long as it doesn't involve the top-secret legacies of their own sects, everything is negotiable.
The cultivation methods in the Mengmu Sea Region are as numerous as the stars, and there's always one that suits you.
These cultivators are not stingy, quite open-minded, with countless cultivation methods emerging every year, impossible to practice them all.
As for spells, there's even more variety, with spells from all races for killing, self-preservation, divine sense, and more... there's nothing you can't think of, only things you can't buy, quite terrifying.
The main reason for the brilliance of this grand world is the abundance of primordial energy and the endless spiritual qi.
Even now, countless Spirit Veins and countless natural treasures are constantly emerging, impossible to explore them all!
Not to mention the Mengmu Sea Region, where occasionally you hear of a newly discovered mid-grade spirit stone mine, or an unclaimed island, all filled with Mengxu Bi Baoshu...
And the entire Southern Yu Continent, just the Great Desolate alone is enough to make one's scalp tingle with exploration.
Large quantities of crystal stone veins are auctioned in the capital, causing countless forces to scramble madly.
The Tower of Babel is also the focal point of Xuanwei Heaven, where the grand world's prodigies gather, a meeting of the winds and clouds.
Even prodigies from ancient immortal kingdoms come from afar, with the sky filled with radiant clouds, vast and magnificent, and their discussions have reached the Star Pivot region.
However, most superpowers head to the Wild Heaven, a lawless zone with bloody conflicts, known as the true graveyard of the Taiyi grand world's prodigies, a place where all races vie for supremacy!
Yet the cultivation resources there are exceptionally rich, where you can step on ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs just by walking!
And these spiritual herbs you step on are not the kind of unwanted common spiritual grasses picked by someone...
The superpowers that can establish themselves there all have glorious battle records against countless ancient wild beasts.
Prodigies should play in their own celestial domains; here, they can't handle it.
This is a place for the older generation's battles, even the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance wouldn't dare speak too loudly here.
Only one of the strongest forces among the myriad races of the Boundless Great World can truly intimidate these superpowers, but they're too busy to manage here.
The Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance is like a younger brother in the Boundless Great World, not daring to offend even the hundred immortal ancient forbidden lands of the Great World of Taiyi.
Each immortal ancient forbidden land forms its own force, with legacies ancient and long-standing, coexisting peacefully without interfering with each other.
But if the hundred immortal ancient forbidden lands unite, the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance would have to call for help from their eldest brother.
However, the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance is a terrifying presence for ordinary cultivators.
No one dares to challenge its authority, serving as the greatest protection for the weak.
For example, the factory owner of a certain Trash Island in Xuanwei Heaven greatly appreciates the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance; without such a presence, Trash Island would have been coveted by the strong countless times.
To sum it up: Might makes right, Director Chen Xun, I'm a strong figure in this grand world, and you, a weak one, hand over the spirit stones!
On Trash Island.
Compared to the grandeur outside, it's quite peaceful here, with all the cultivators quietly developing, not participating in external conflicts.
The five Trash Islands all belong to the garbage recycling plant, and such a profitable business of earning spirit stones is too simple for those who have cultivated to the Elemental Infant phase, naturally joining!
With such a massive scale, Yun Jin and Luoshuang are under immense pressure, but they've finally encountered a great opportunity, gradually rising in status.
They've even started bribing spirit stones upward, building connections, opening doors for themselves, becoming some of the youngest managers in the Immortal Pavilion.
The dangers within have been turned into safety by them, and as long as they don't violate the iron rules on Li Chen Island, everything is negotiable, even establishing some connections with the inspectors.
This is also a great test of their abilities, but fortunately, Chen Xun's judgment of people is quite good, and these two haven't disappointed him.
The main reason is that their business is legitimate and doesn't infringe on the interests of other major forces, which is the foundation of stability.
In the garbage yard, the Clear Dust Misty Ship has come several times over the past five hundred years, bringing over forty thousand people from the Online Store, but the cultivators who come here are still quite few and very down-and-out.
The Misty's garbage ship overlooks the entire Trash Island from the sky, not caring about any garbage recycling plant.
Even if you make this island bloom or sink it, they will just switch to another island to dump garbage, carrying an innate arrogance.
But they will never cut off the livelihood of these people from the Online Store, showing considerable humanity, always considering some of the bottom-level cultivators of the grand world.
Today, by the coast, as night deepens, the night sky immerses under the boundless vast star river.
Two silhouettes gradually reflect on the sea surface, seemingly leaning against each other, one holding a teacup, the other holding a tea bucket.
"Bull, have some tea." The night wind howls, and Chen Xun smiles faintly, with the endless star river reflected in his eyes.
His white robe seems unchanged, with no black aura surrounding him anymore.
But there are dozens of long stripes in front of him, seemingly disrupting the beauty of the ink-painted landscape, appearing somewhat strange.
"Moo~" Black Bull holds the tea bucket, sitting in the garbage pile, its body much more robust than Chen Xun's, with a silly smile on its face.
It just likes the feeling of being with Chen Xun. Over the past five hundred years, they've buried their hatred deep in their hearts, never mentioning it, as if they've completely forgotten.
"Bull, look at how many spirit stones you've spent over these centuries?" Chen Xun laughed heartily, taking out a small booklet, "Without the eldest brother around, which force can withstand your extravagance!"
"Moo?!" Black Bull's hoof rested on Chen Xun's shoulder, cold sweat forming on its forehead, its expression terrified.
It doesn't like arithmetic, but the sum of these spirit stones is definitely beyond its imagination.
But its eyes turned, and it also took out a small booklet from the storage ring, floating in front of them, detailing Chen Xun's spending on resources, secretly given by the third sister!
"Ah?! Ximen Black Bull!" Chen Xun suddenly became furious, placing his hand on its back, "Bull, this is a bit underhanded..."
He started lecturing again, but Black Bull's eyes carried a hint of faint mockery.
Yet it gradually became convinced by Chen Xun's reasoning, its mocking gaze turning into unwavering trust... it believed again!
One man and one bull began laughing heartily, arms around each other's shoulders, holding a stinky piece of garbage in their hands, not knowing what they were laughing about, but they were very happy.
As they chatted, Chen Xun suddenly paused, his expression becoming solemn: "Bull, I've found some connections at Dongxuan Dao Academy, and in a few years, we should send Little Crane there to study."
"Moo?" Black Bull's eyes were filled with confusion; when did Chen Xun have connections at Dongxuan Dao Academy?
"Ah, Bull, the eldest brother's connections are all over Li Chen Island, don't make wild guesses."
"Moo!"
Black Bull snorted, nodding seriously, with no doubt in its eyes.
"And in a few days, after I resolve Old Mo's matter, we'll go together to buy the largest property on Li Chen Island, something I've been longing for years."
Chen Xun's expression became excited at this point, "Bull, that place comes with a Spirit Vein, protected by the entire Li Chen Island, it's a major investment for us!"
"Moo~~" Black Bull also became excited, quickly taking out their pots and pans from the storage ring, along with the plaque of the Chen Xun and Ximen Black Bull family!
Chen Xun's heart trembled, looking at these old items, a warm, indescribable feeling flowed through his heart.
With a nostalgic expression, he slowly spoke, "Bull, we even went to jail to protect these things..."
As Chen Xun spoke, he suddenly burst into laughter, giving Black Bull a hard punch, and the latter also gave Chen Xun a heavy pat on the back, everything understood without words.
"Trash Island, no matter what, is still an unclaimed land, ultimately an unstable place."
Chen Xun's expression was unusually gentle, his gaze still on their pots and pans, "We should continue moving forward, starting my grand investment plan."
"Moo moo!" Black Bull's eyes widened, rubbing against Chen Xun's face, having heard that no one could afford that property, with its price dropping repeatedly, yet still no one interested.
The major forces with spirit stones don't need such land, and those without spirit stones can't afford it, not even having the qualification to look at it.
It's perfect to become their safest home for the first time. The eldest brother said, every super island should have a property, making the four seas their home, with a home in every sea.
If they encounter reincarnated old friends, letting them stay there is better than staying in the garbage yard, providing a safe place to rest.
Over the past five hundred years, Black Bull has thoroughly researched the Five Elements Decomposition Array, using primordial energy to stabilize the formation against the qi of the Five Elements, stacking three hundred and sixty primordial energy arrays!
The formations inside are quite complex, and Chen Xun once observed, only saying: Not bad.
Then he hurriedly left, his expression even a bit flustered, damn it... couldn't understand it, can primordial energy even be stacked into formations?!
However, the decomposition speed is several times slower than theirs, but they only have one person, while the formations are limitless...
And the array's core, even Chen Xun didn't guess, it's not Black Bull's Five Elements Array Flag, nor any natural treasure.
But rather a split Five Elements primordial spirit... the core hidden beneath Trash Island, with the Five Elements Array Flag as a false core.
As long as the qi of the Five Elements is endless, its primordial spirit won't dissipate, continually providing the power of Five Elements decomposition, distributing it to each formation.
Now, the efficiency of the garbage recycling plant is many times higher than before, with garbage placed in the formation automatically starting decomposition.
However, control is still somewhat unstable, for example, it's easy to decompose the refined materials along with it... Black Bull is still researching, possibly related to its own strength.
"Bull..." Chen Xun was about to speak, sharing his cultivation insights over the years, when two calls came from afar:
"Eldest brother!"
"Brother Xun!"
Little Crane riding on Little Chi, streaking a brilliant light across the sky, heading towards the coast, their eyes filled with joy, their demeanor vastly different from before.
Chen Xun and Black Bull also turned and smiled, such a beautiful night should be enjoyed with family.
