Planting an immortal tree in the wizarding world

Chapter 25 Flying Boat and the Swordsman

"Mom, if you won't let me take Ronan with me, what if he gets lost?"

"That's none of your business. Go and cultivate!"

As Ronan left, he could still hear the voices of Li Yao and her son behind him.

He smiled and followed the red dot on the map, walking along the path in the shantytown.

Although the paths in the shantytown were simple and unpaved with flagstones, they looked relatively clean.

The roadside is lined with green grass and flowers, and the sky above is blue sky and white clouds.

Walking on the narrow paths of the shantytown feels like walking on a pristine rural trail.

As he was walking, he suddenly saw a female nun sitting on a wooden chair in front of a shanty not far away, looking at him.

Seeing Ronan looking over, the female cultivator chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist, would you like to come in and have some fun?"

As the female cultivator spoke, she leaned back in the wooden chair, stretching out her legs.

Show off your full breasts, slender waist, and long legs.

She also deliberately tilted her neck to the side, revealing her snow-white neck and delicate collarbone.

Ronan noticed that the female nuns in the shantytown all had fair skin.

It seems that cultivation techniques can change a person's skin condition, making them more beautiful.

He didn't notice because he was a pampered young nobleman with fair skin.

The female cultivator who wanted to have some fun with him had skin as fair as Li Yao's, but upon closer inspection, her features were not as delicate as Li Yao's.

However, the gentle and charming look on her face was something that a respectable woman like Li Yao did not possess.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, but unfortunately I am short of funds."

Arriving in the world of cultivation, Ronan was surprised to encounter a woman of the night.

However, he did not show the slightest surprise on his face. He simply clasped his hands in a fist salute to the female cultivator and continued on his way.

"Fellow Daoist, if you have any extra spirit stones in the future, remember to visit my humble abode!"

The female cultivator giggled behind Ronan.

……

After walking for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Ronan finally arrived at the market town closest to his shantytown.

This refers to the "Bingzihao" market in the eastern shantytown area.

It's afternoon now, the busiest time of day in the market, with people coming and going.

The shouts, inquiries, and bargaining mingled together, creating a deafening cacophony.

Ronan went inside and looked at each stall.

"Fellow Daoist, this is a first-tier high-grade spell, the Lesser Fire Separation Spell Manual. It's genuine and available at a low price!"

"Fellow Daoist, this is a low-grade first-tier flying shuttle, unused. You can take it for one low-grade spirit stone!"

"Fellow Daoist, I'm selling this first-grade high-level defensive robe for a mere three days, for a bargain price of five low-grade spirit stones!"

As Ronan approached the stalls, vendors began calling out to him.

Suddenly, Ronan stopped at a stall.

"Hey, fellow Daoist, are you looking to buy a mid-grade first-tier protective talisman?"

"You're in luck today! I'm short on cash lately, so I'm selling them at a low price: twenty protective talismans and one low-grade spirit stone—take them all!"

Ronan could tell at a glance that this amulet was only at the [Proficient] level.

With his current talisman-drawing skills, drawing talismans of this quality would be a piece of cake for him, let alone twenty or even a hundred.

'I no longer need to worry about how to earn spirit stones.'

Ronan looked away from the stall and walked away.

"Hey, fellow Daoist, don't be fooled by the low price, this is the real deal... Oops!"

The stall owner behind him called out.

……

As Ronan walked along, he discovered that the market was filled with a dazzling array of goods.

Talismans, elixirs, magical artifacts, formations...

What interested him were books of talismans, spell manuals, and array formations.

Unfortunately, he didn't have any spirit stones in his pocket right now, so he'll have to come back and buy some later.

As I was walking, I suddenly noticed that the noisy sounds ahead had abruptly stopped.

The crowd parted to the left and right, making way for a path.

Although Ronan hadn't figured out what was going on, he followed the flow of people and stepped aside.

Then, three cultivators swaggered over.

The monk at the front looked to be in his thirties, tall, with a rugged appearance and a full beard.

He was carrying a sugarcane, walking along and biting into it, making loud chewing noises and splashing juice everywhere.

After chewing a few times, he spat the sugarcane pulp onto the ground without restraint. The other two, one on each side, straightened their backs and followed slightly behind.

At each stall he approached, the bearded cultivator would offer the stall owner a low-grade spirit stone, obsequiously saying:
"Seventh Master, this...this is a gift for you."

The cultivator known as "Seventh Master" nodded.

A cultivator behind him stepped forward and accepted the spirit stone.

Ronan remembered Li Yao's words: this market was managed by the Yu family in the mansion district.

Perhaps, these three cultivators in front of us are members of the Yu family.

……

After wandering around for a while longer, Ronan prepared to leave.

He was quite satisfied with his trip to the True Immortal Realm.

—He understood the way to obtain the [method] of the cultivation world.

Later, he could compare the [law] of the cultivation world with the [law] of the wizarding world.

Learn whichever side is better.

Just as I was about to leave the market, I suddenly heard a commotion coming from the crowd.

He turned his head and saw that all those people were looking up in the direction of the Huanzhen Sect's mountain gate.

Ronan also looked over.

A huge flying boat, like a soaring whale, took off from the peak of the Zhenhuan Sect and flew in one direction.

"The disciples of the True Soul Sect, leading that group of sword-wielding men, have set off again?"

"Is this another attack on the Longevity Sect?"

"Sigh, I wonder how many more widows will be added to our shantytown after this departure!"

"I wonder how many people will be able to come back."

"But this is also a great opportunity!"

"Some ghostwriters, if they return alive, will be able to obtain a large amount of cultivation resources."

"Several Foundation Establishment True Persons in the inner sect of the True Sect today are former Sword Masters."

"..."

Ronan listened to the crowd's words and watched the airship fly towards the horizon and disappear into the clouds.

'This world of cultivation is quite dangerous.'

As he pondered this, he walked out of the market.

He wants to return to the wizarding world to train.

If he returns to the shantytown and then travels back to the wizarding world...

Staying indoors for extended periods will inevitably arouse suspicion.

Therefore, he decided to continue going out.

Following the map provided by Li Yao, he walked to another exit in the eastern shantytown leading to the mortal world and left the True Immortal Realm of the Realm of the True Immortal Sect.

After emerging from the fog, we came to a deep, secluded forest.

Ronan had no idea where he was.

But he didn't care. With a thought, he vanished from the spot.

……

In the small attic, Ronan's figure appeared.

'The spiritual energy of the wizarding world is truly abundant!'

Ronan felt refreshed as he absorbed the abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

As he thought about it, he changed back into his wizarding world clothes.

First, he refined a growth stimulant and poured it onto his natal tree of immortality.

The natal tree absorbs growth promoters, and its vitality becomes even more vigorous.

Ronan summoned the Primordial Chaos and analyzed the spiritual plants.

Spiritual Plant: Life-Giving Tree
Year: 21↑

'The year has increased by one, and I've gained another year of life.'

Then, he used a growth technique on his natal spiritual plant.

The magical power in the dantian was channeled into the growth magic model.

Immediately, he enveloped his natal immortality sapling with his magical power.

The saplings gradually grew.

After exhausting his magical power, Ronan sat cross-legged on the bed and began cultivating the Ancient Wood Longevity Technique.

(End of this chapter)