Chapter 436: Chapter 425: Only This Kind of Quiet
Amidst the amazement of numerous Demon Immortals, thousands of small foxes in their transformed form were hiding naked in a small grove, using tree leaves to cover their bodies.
These little foxes have lived for decades, and though they haven’t transformed fully, they are not as naive as children; they simply have a pure heart.
Wang Xuan easily enabling their transformation—what kind of vast divine technique was this, they did not know, yet their hearts were filled with joy, and they hurriedly bowed and saluted their benefactor.
It must be known that their normal transformation required reaching the Earth Immortal level, which might take over a hundred years or more, and now it has happened so quickly, at least doubling the speed of their past cultivation.
After all, the cultivation realm on Earth disseminates that human form is the innate body, with meridians, acupoints, and three major dantians, more suited for cultivation than beast form.
One could say that Wang Xuan allowing them to transform early completely changed their future trajectory, impacting their lifetime’s fortune; how could they not be grateful?
"Marvelous!" Blue Moon Demon Saint couldn’t help but praise with clapping, even with her capabilities, she could only enable the transformation of ten or eight small foxes at a time, consuming great effort without such naturalness.
The human forms of these little foxes are already very complete, not the forced result of pulling up by the roots.
Even for true-tier creatures, due to different paths, their manifestations of divinity vary; most people focus on the path of slaughter to enhance combat power, lacking such awe-inspiring abilities.
The other Demon Saints also agreed; Wang Xuan enabling thousands of small foxes to transform holds significant importance for Qingqiu Mountain, a huge benefit indeed, marrying him ten or eight little Fox Immortals in gratitude wouldn’t be excessive.
As for those Celestial Demons and Earth Demons, they were chattering with amazement, realizing just how formidable this Immortal Martial Taoist’s divine technique was once they reached their level.
"By chance, I stepped onto my own path and achieved something in the Creation Domain." Wang Xuan spoke lightly.
Upon hearing this, the Fox Immortals were even more awed; no wonder he is a supreme figure among the younger generation, with a calm demeanor even surpassing those Demon Saints.
Blue Moon Demon Saint and others ushered Wang Xuan inside, introducing the scenic sights of Qingqiu Mountain along the way, speaking openly about everything except the most critical secrets.
With three to four hundred years of cultivation, Qingqiu Mountain has become a place of immortal elegance, with imposing structures filled with spiritual qi standing tall, palaces seated above.
Spiritual materials growing, Immortal Beasts wandering freely, imparting a leisurely feeling that tempts one to live a carefree life here.
Wang Xuan, with his keen eyes, naturally saw that beneath each Immortal Mountain of Qingqiu, hidden spirit veins gathered spiritual qi autonomously, forming an environment suitable for cultivation.
Outside, a single spirit vein could create a mountain gate, with a True Immortal Old Ancestor presiding, disciples leveraging the spirit vein advantages to sustain a sect endlessly.
At the center of Qingqiu Mountain, clearly lies an immortal vein; an Immortal Source-grade vein that would tempt even a Taichu True Immortal, extending into various spirit veins.
This immortal vein is the foundation of Qingqiu Mountain; the operation of complex high-level prohibitions requires energy, the cultivation of Fox Immortals requires an excellent environment, and the growth and nurture of spiritual herbs and immortal materials equally rely on the nourishment of this immortal vein.
"The heritage of the Qingqiu Lineage is indeed astonishing." Wang Xuan praised the landscape of Qingqiu Mountain along the way.
Certainly, it is the ancestral land of a lineage cultivated over several hundred years; although he considers himself wealthy, compared to Qingqiu Mountain, he still appears to be somewhat of a nouveau riche, needing to convert cultivation resources into lasting heritage.
"Don’t dare claim the credit, all thanks to the blessings of the ancestors, we juniors merely bask in their glory." Blue Moon Demon Saint smiled repeatedly; they set such a grand welcome for Wang Xuan to uphold Qingqiu Mountain’s dignity and prevent outsiders from looking down upon them.
Qingqiu Mountain is filled with little foxes, untransformed ones darting across the mountain, observing Wang Xuan from afar.
This scene was naturally noticed by Blue Moon Demon Saint, who pretended not to see; of the thousands of little foxes earlier at the mountain gate, it was but a small portion.
If Wang Xuan were in a good mood and helped these little foxes transform, Qingqiu Mountain would truly gain a lot.
Lesser demon qi small foxes need high-quality Transformation Pills to transform into forms indistinguishable from humans, a highly sought-after treasure.
Wang Xuan likewise pretended not to see, bestowing some favors while maintaining a level of expectation, lest they truly consider him a gullible fool.
Several hours passed, with Blue Moon arranging an exquisite banquet to welcome this Immortal Martial Taoist.
"Hongwu Taoist, we have prepared a dinner banquet; to host you, we have brought out many rare ingredients from the tribe’s collection." Blue Moon Demon Saint smiled.
Beautiful and charming female fox spirits elegantly glided past Wang Xuan’s view, the fragrant and delicious dishes exuding a rich vitality, the essence of immortal objects, and spiritual material aura.
Wang Xuan has been at Qingqiu Mountain for half a day, and has seen hundreds of female fox demons, but very few men, presenting a scene of an overwhelmingly feminine presence.
This Qingqiu Mountain has always been ruled by women, not just because they have long lifespans and strong powers, but also because there are just too few men.
The banquet is a good one, and though Wang Xuan has seen many good things, he didn’t come just for the meal, but still couldn’t help but indulge heartily.
Mortal delicacies are all about ingredients that fly in the sky or swim in the water, while cultivators are concerned with ingredients that balance the Five Elements and Yin and Yang, and the grade can’t be low.
During the banquet, the Blue Moon Demon Saint said, "These years, we have been fortunate thanks to Hongwu Taoist and Qingqiu Mountain’s pills; otherwise, for us demon immortals to acquire top-grade pills would indeed be difficult."
Because of Tu Yingying, the Immortal Dome Pavilion also has a sales point at Qingqiu Mountain, but the volume isn’t high, and what is offered is all premium. As chance would have it, ordinary demon pills can be bartered, but premium ones are hard to come by even with tons of gold.
Wang Xuan casually said, "Such a trivial matter is hardly worth mentioning. If Qingqiu Mountain wants a lasting solution to the pill problem, it’s best to cultivate some pill masters of their own."
The Blue Moon Demon Saint showed difficulty on her face: "The Alchemy Dao is not easy; outstanding pill masters among the human race are rare, and even harder for the demon race to comprehend."
Her heart had a desire, believing that with Wang Xuan’s ability and status, solving this problem for the Qingqiu lineage wasn’t an issue—at least for demon pills below celestial demon level for young foxes.
"If Qingqiu Mountain is willing, they could send some demon immortals to my dojo to learn alchemy skills. After thirty to forty years of accomplishment, they could naturally return." Wang Xuan said confidently.
To teach someone to fish is the ultimate solution to the root problem; furthermore, he didn’t want to spend his days just refining pills, as the Alchemy Dao was merely a stepping stone for his advancement.
With his methods, using array talismans, even beginners can produce decent quality pills in their practice, which isn’t a big problem.
If some are willing to learn the craft, for Wang Xuan it’s also free labor, and having them work for decades, requiring only mid to low-tier materials and replicable knowledge, why not make use of it?
"This is truly a happy event, I offer a toast to the Taoist." The Blue Moon Demon Saint drank deeply, with a faint blush on her face adding a touch of allure.
High-tier pill masters are concentrated in top and first-class mountain gates, as only they have the financial ability to cultivate pill masters, create numerous pill recipes, and accumulate the valuable knowledge of the Alchemy Dao.
This knowledge and wealth, others don’t have the face to demand it be made public, as it’s the result of generations of pill masters’ own summaries, an attempt to force arguments with grandiose words could end with brains being beaten out. Though pill masters often exchange alchemy knowledge unless it’s a family skill, most pill recipes and alchemy methods belong to internal open knowledge.
Though the demon race has a place on earth, few races have talent in Alchemy Dao, throwing fine spiritual materials into a pill furnace might only produce ashes, better to consume directly.
Wang Xuan’s ability to train some pill masters for them is a blessing for future generations.
The Blue Moon Demon Saint thought to herself that she should send more smart young foxes, their looks absolutely must be outstanding, so even if mistakes are made, they will face less blame. Even if it’s a nuisance to Wang Xuan, at least a group of pleasing sights won’t disgust him.
What’s worrying is that once these little foxes are sent over, they might not return, consumed clean by Wang Xuan. But it seems that’s not a bad thing either.
After the banquet, the Blue Moon Demon Saint waved others away, saying, "In Qingqiu Mountain, it is different from the outside world; Taoist, feel free to appreciate, I have matters to handle, so I will take my leave."
Wang Xuan didn’t express an opinion, standing with his hands behind his back, gazing at the moon, while others could admire the large jade disc, he could see buildings and moving figures on the Moon Star, clearly enough to distinguish gender.
This moon really hasn’t much to be admired.
Sharing drinks still maintains the ambiance of three, which is far superior to simply viewing the moon.
After a quarter hour passed, a sound of footsteps slowly approached, lingering and leisurely, taking a long time before arriving.
A young girl, dressed in snow-colored garments, with three thousand strands of hair cascading like a waterfall, skin as white as snow, fingers like peeled onions, brows sparse yet exuding a beauty of tranquility and remoteness.
"I thought I wouldn’t see you on this trip." Wang Xuan’s gaze landed on Tu Yingying, softly speaking.
He came to Qingqiu for a meeting with her, as for the greetings and conversations with the Blue Moon Demon Saint and others, those were the troubles brought by his identity and status, all could be omitted.
"And what can come of a meeting? Wouldn’t it be better for me to live in your memories, at least to have a section of remembrance solely belonging to me."
Tu Yingying said with a slight anger: "You are about to become a father, achieving a beautiful marriage; faced with such matters, what can I do."
After all, that woman arrived earlier than she, and is closer to his heart, life’s regrets are nothing but this.
