I Shall Be Everlasting In the World of Immortals
chapter-47

When Liang Shaotian left, the numerous cultivators on Bamboo Leaf Mountain breathed a sigh of relief. The two Foundation Establishment elders felt like a heavy burden had been lifted.

At this moment, the sounds of fighting and spells clashing could be heard within a radius of dozens of miles around the market town.

“Bastards, how dare you attack!”

“Evil cultivators, let’s join forces!”

“Not good! It’s the Evil-Faced Flying Eagle!”

Although Liang Shaotian had shown off his skills and left, his earlier killing of the Zhou Family's Foundation Establishment cultivator had set a precedent.

Some hidden rogue cultivators and evil cultivators took advantage of the chaos after Liang Shaotian’s action to fish in troubled waters, killing and plundering. For instance, the Evil-Faced Flying Eagle, who had attacked Mu Xiuyun earlier.

Even some normal cultivators couldn’t resist their greed and attacked those who had shown their wealth at the auction.

Among them, even two Foundation Establishment cultivators fought fiercely, causing sand and stones to fly and violent winds to howl.

For a while, the scene was chaotic.

Amidst the clouds.

A handsome man with flowing long hair, looking at the scene of the fight below, curled his lips into a wicked smile and clicked his tongue:

"Whether the cultivation world of the Liang Kingdom is in chaos or not, I, Liang Shaotian, decide!"

"One day, I will restore the glory of the Xuanyin Devil Dao and overturn the heavens of the Great Qing Cultivation Realm!" Liang Shaotian let out a long roar, wild and arrogant.

His speed grew faster and faster, and the view of Bamboo Leaf Mountain behind him became the size of a pebble.

He took one last look at the market town, a deep fear flickering in his eyes.

"A Nascent Soul Grand Spirit who does not belong to this era - Yan Donglai!"

“In the Devil Dao's heritage scriptures, there was indeed a record of that great cultivator.”

It turned out that many years ago, when Liang Shaotian had suffered a setback at the Mu Family's herb garden and was driven away by Lan Chang'an, he was indignant and went back to search through Devil Dao's heritage scriptures.

As a result.

In an ancient and solitary scripture of the Xuanyin Devil Sect, there was a brief mention of Yan Donglai, a legendary Nascent Soul Grand Spirit cultivator from ten thousand years ago in the Great Qing Cultivation World.

At that time, the leaders of both the righteous and demonic paths personally welcomed him.

Other related details were unknown.

Liang Shaotian had searched through many ancient books, but he could not find any record of Yan Donglai.

Therefore, Liang Shaotian no longer had any doubts about the identity of the remnant soul on Lan Chang'an and kept it deep in his heart.

He didn't dare to rashly approach the cultivator possessed by that old monster.

"I can't stay in this area any longer. I still need to find several rare materials to do the initial refinement of the Black Dipper Demon Flame."

"Luckily, those two Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Huang family had never seen the world and retreated in fear." Liang Shaotian showed a disdainful smile.

...

Outside the Bamboo Leaf Market Town, the sounds of killing gradually subsided.

Many cultivators stayed in the market town, not daring to go out easily, fearing that Liang Shaotian and other rogue cultivators hadn’t left.

“Senior Yan, can we meet?”

The two Foundation Establishment elders of the Huang Family floated in the air above the market, cupping their hands respectfully in all directions.

Senior Yan?

Lan Chang'an heard the voice of the Huang Family’s Foundation Establishment elder, feeling a little strange inside.

At that time, Liang Shaotian had held the Black Dipper Demon Flame, appearing as if he would destroy the market town.

He was quite speechless, having never seen anyone so good at bluffing.

The two Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Huang Family were too cowardly. If they had fought with all their might and cooperated with other neutral Foundation Establishment cultivators, they would have had a complete chance to kill Liang Shaotian.

After all, Liang Shaotian’s cultivation was at the peak of the early Foundation Establishment stage, not as good as the mid-stage Foundation Establishment Huang Tankong. At the Foundation Establishment Realm, the gap between each minor realm was huge, let alone having the advantage of numbers.

The so-called Black Dipper Demon Flame was nothing more than a mere façade. Its aura was indeed terrifying on the surface, but in reality, it hadn’t been truly refined.

With his previous life’s peak Core Formation insight, Lan Chang'an could see through it at a glance.

“Since Senior Yan doesn’t want to meet, we won’t disturb you anymore.” In mid-air, Huang Tankong politely cupped his hands again.

To make Liang Shaotian wary and address him as a Senior, he was at the very least a Fake-dan Immortal, with a higher probability of being an expert at the Core Formation Realm or higher.

Such an old monster wandering in the mortal world was unwilling to meet, which was within the Huang Family’s expectations. Their gesture was just to show respect.

“Daoist Zhou, are your injuries okay?” Huang Tankong and Huang Changling, the two Foundation Establishment cultivators, landed in front of a cave-dwelling near the mountaintop.

Zhou Jingxuan, the injured Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Zhou Family, was recovering inside the cave dwelling.

The restriction opened, and the two of them entered the cave.

“There are no major injuries. Fortunately, Qingxuan was clever and kept the severed arm intact, so I was able to reattach it in time.”

Zhou Jingxuan lay weakly on the bed, his arm wrapped in bandages, emitting a strange medicinal scent.

The girl in a yellow dress tending to him was Zhou Qingxuan.

Upon learning what happened, Huang Changling was surprised: “Miss Zhou, how did you know you could save your life this way?” At that time, Liang Shaotian could have easily killed them both.

“I've been curious about Liang Shaotian before. It’s said that he loves face and acts on his whims. Most of those who survived under him had spoken flattering words.” Zhou Qingxuan, who was still afraid, managed to smile.

The two Foundation Establishment elders of the Huang Family were surprised.

They secretly decided that once they returned to the family, they would have to tell the younger generation this important information, so that if they were unfortunate enough to encounter Liang Shaotian in the future, they might have a chance to survive.

After the Huang Family’s Foundation Establishment elders left, Zhou Jingxuan lifted his eyelids and said unhappily:

“Qingxuan, next time you cut off your uncle’s arm, can you at least give a heads up?”

“Hehe, it’s for your own good, Uncle Jingxuan, a short pain is better than a long one.” Zhou Qingxuan broke into a mischievous smile, regaining her lively and playful demeanor.

After a moment of silence, she said softly: “Uncle Jingxuan, I don’t want to return to the family.”

“You want to stay at Bamboo Leaf Mountain? The family’s business here doesn't need more manpower.”

Zhou Jingxuan asked, puzzled.

“I want to stay here for a few years and investigate that mysterious Senior Yan.” Zhou Qingxuan revealed her decision.

“Senior Yan? Such a mysterious figure, how can you find him? In the cultivation world, too much curiosity is not a good thing.” Zhou Jingxuan didn’t quite agree and tried to persuade her.

However, seeing the girl pouting and biting her lip, he knew he couldn’t persuade her. Zhou Qingxuan was usually lively and clever, very likable, but sometimes very stubborn.

...

Two days later, the Bamboo Leaf Market Town gradually returned to normal.

Most of the cultivators who attended the auction had left. The market was much quieter.

However, in the teahouses and taverns, there were still discussions about Liang Shaotian and Senior Yan.

This auction's crisis and chaos left a psychological shadow on many cultivators who came from afar.

For many years after, the popularity of Bamboo Leaf Mountain Market Town never reached the Huang Family’s expectations.

The fervor of this auction seemed to be the historical peak of this market town.

...

On the third floor of the talisman shop.

Lan Chang'an set up an array and several layers of restrictions in his room.

He took out the first-rank Life Extension Pill he had bought at the auction from his storage pouch.

In the past two days, with many people in the marketplace and Mu Xiuyun staying in the shop, he couldn't easily take out the Life Extension Pill to test it.

Finally, it was quiet.

Lan Chang'an looked at the dark, greenish-black pill in his palm, emitting a strange smell.

It was hard to imagine that this was an extremely precious Life Extension Pill in the cultivation world.

Activating his Evergreen Technique, the mana in Lan Chang'an’s body surged, further confirming his speculation.

He sat cross-legged, took the first-rank Life Extension Pill, and closed his eyes to meditate.

As soon as the pill entered his stomach, Evergreen mana surged, engulfing the pill.

In the next moment.

Lan Chang'an’s heartbeat quickened, capturing a much stronger aura of time’s passage than before.

In just a few breaths, he seemed to transform into a towering ancient tree, experiencing the cycles of seasons, life, and death, one after another.

After ten cycles, the effect of the Life Extension Pill disappeared. His state of mind was now enriched with a sense of having gone through the vicissitudes of time.

“Ten years of longevity?” Lan Chang'an opened his deep eyes, showing a trace of surprise.

He clearly felt that his lifespan had increased by ten years. This was double the expected five years.

This surprised him greatly, thinking for a long time, he could only guess that the Evergreen Technique could maximize the benefits of the Life Extension Pill.

Lan Chang'an carefully sensed the changes in his mana.

Soon, he revealed a look of ecstasy.

“This Life Extension Pill not only increases my lifespan but also slightly enhances the strength of my mana.” Lan Chang'an was overjoyed.

Given his special situation, he suspected that taking a second or third Life Extension Pill of the same rank might still have an effect.

It might not have such a good longevity effect, but there was a good chance it could still enhance his mana.

Unfortunately, he didn’t dare to buy a second Life Extension Pill at that time.

Besides the pressure from elderly cultivators, buying a second one wouldn’t make sense. After all, for ordinary cultivators, taking a second Life Extension Pill of the same rank has no effect.

Lan Chang'an thought: “In the future, besides Life Extension Pills, I need to pay attention to other longevity-related materials and treasures.”

Taking just one Life Extension Pill of the lowest rank could strengthen his mana by a silver. In the future, if he could take higher-ranked longevity items and add up the quantity, the results would be something to look forward to.

Moreover, cultivating the Evergreen technique meant that the longer one lived, the stronger their mana would become.

The power of the Evergreen Technique is currently slightly stronger than that of a generic technique, but it couldn't compare to the sect techniques, especially the core sect protecting techniques.

If he lived for hundreds or thousands of years and consumed a large amount of longevity items. By then, this seemingly mediocre wood-based technique might rival the strongest of sect techniques in power.

This doesn't even include the advantages of the Evergreen Technique such as life extension, health preservation, longer qi veins, poison dissolution and healing abilities.

After testing the Longevity Pill.

Lan Chang'an took out a dark gray turtle egg, about the size of a baby's fist.

(End of the chapter)