Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 202: Quite Lucky
The concept of luck is illusory, but the higher the level of the cultivator, the more they believe in it.

Because the higher you go, the more you need the right time, place and people to break through the realm.

High-level monks must go out to seek opportunities. Lucky monks can always gain rewards, while unlucky monks waste time and gain little, and even unluckier monks die.

In Ge Ying's eyes, Ji An's path of cultivation was becoming smoother and smoother, and he had made many gains while staying in the sect. Of course, he was quite lucky!

"Don't worry, Master, just refine it slowly. I still have a batch of Qinglian Pills in hand.

In a few months, I’ll be able to get some more from the sect, which will be enough to support me for half a year of cultivation.”

The cultivation skills of alchemy, weapon refining, formation, talisman making, puppet making, etc., not only consume mana, but also consume a lot of spiritual consciousness.

For monks, replenishing mana is easy, and they can recover quickly by taking pills and meditating.

However, replenishing spiritual consciousness is much more difficult, and only a few spiritual objects can replenish spiritual consciousness at a relatively fast speed.

Even the soul-nourishing tree has a greater function of nourishing the soul and increasing the strength of the spiritual consciousness, making the spiritual consciousness more resilient and durable.

Ji An added:
"We need to refine so many furnaces of medicine this time. We can't let Master work in vain. We must pay him. Let's calculate it according to the rules of the alchemist."

If he could only refine one or two furnaces of pills, he would feel at ease asking his master for help, but refining more than a hundred furnaces of pills was no joke.

Ge Ying nodded gently:

"Then follow the alchemist's rules. The success rate of each batch of pills will be 40%, and I will charge another 50 spirit stones.

In addition, I will sell you the extra pills I refine at the market price."

When you ask an alchemist to make pills, both parties will agree on a fixed and floating remuneration.

Fixed remuneration refers to the amount of spirit stones given to the alchemist for refining a batch of pills, and floating remuneration refers to the agreed upon success rate, with the alchemist taking the extra pills.

If the alchemist's skills are not good, sometimes he needs to compensate the client with spirit stones.

Of course, this situation only applies to recipes that the alchemist has extensive experience in refining.

When encountering elixirs that are used to break through realms but that the alchemist has no experience in refining, no alchemist can guarantee the success rate.

Ji An bowed and said:
"Thank you, Master."

When it comes to refining pills of the level of the Green Lotus Pill, other alchemists will only give a 30% success rate at most, and charge a higher labor fee, at least sixty spirit stones.

He counted out the spirit stones and placed them on the table, grinning from ear to ear:

"After refining this batch of Qinglian Pills, it should be able to meet my needs in the middle stage of foundation building."

Including the ones distributed by the sect every year and those purchased from other alchemists, the Green Lotus Pill can sustain his progress to the perfection of the sixth level of foundation building.

"I'm very pleased to see your cultivation level improve so quickly.

Keep working hard, the day when the demonic disaster breaks out won't be too far away."

There was a fleeting sadness in Ge Ying's eyes.

Her life span is running out, and she increasingly feels that she has less energy than before.

The qi and blood began to dry up, and the soul slowly withered.

Theoretically, she still had twenty years to live, but she felt she might not be able to hold out that long.

"Master, don't worry. Although I have been staying at Scarlet Flame Peak, I am also always preparing for war."

Ji An felt that as long as he didn't encounter a big monster in the Chaoyuan period, he was capable of handling most situations.

Three days later, Ji An boarded the spiritual boat bound for the Mingfeng Mountain Immortal City.

The ticket price is very expensive, two medium-grade spirit stones.

This is also a benefit for the sect's disciples. The ticket price for independent cultivators departing from Qingyun Fairy City is three medium-grade spirit stones.

There were about four to five hundred people on the spirit boat. There were not many cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, only thirty or forty people, and each of them had his own room.

The others were all Qi Refining disciples, all of them were in the late Qi Refining stage, all of them had resolute expressions, and they must have experienced many battles.

It is said that some disciples, after going through life and death trials, successfully established their foundation without taking foundation-building pills, attracting more disciples to the front line of battle.

Ji An had no intention of chatting with anyone and went into the room on his own.

He lit a censer of incense and began to meditate.

The efficiency of practicing on the spirit boat was much lower than that on the Red Flame Peak, but he did not relax because of this.

Practicing the technique in an area where the spiritual energy of the wood, water, and earth elements is very scarce has brought new insights.

For a moment, Ji An felt like he had turned into a plant rooted in the void, absorbing nutrients from the air.

The feeling was vague and fleeting, and he didn't know if it was an illusion.

Ji An got off the spirit boat and found that the Mingfeng Mountain Fairy City was extremely prosperous.

The streets are wide and bustling with people, making a lot of noise.

Walking along the street, you can see golden buildings and jade terraces, and the shops are decorated in a splendid style.

Passing by teahouses and restaurants, I could smell the fragrant aroma wafting from them.

From the place where the music practitioners gathered, the ethereal sound of piano and flute was heard. However, because of the obstruction of the formation, the sound was intermittent and unclear.

Ji An often heard Wei Songnian and others talk about the layout of the Immortal City. He stopped a Qi Refining Stage disciple from a sect and asked:

"How do I get to Suzaku Street?"

It is strictly forbidden for cultivators to fly away in the Immortal City. Only cultivators from the Three Sects Law Enforcement Hall and cultivators in the Chaoyuan period have this privilege.

When the disciple saw that it was a foundation-building cultivator from the sect, he hurriedly bowed:

"Reporting to Uncle Master, it's just three blocks down this street.

Uncle, what shop are you looking for? I can help show you the way. "That's not necessary. Have you ever heard of the Wei's shop in Xiaozhushan?"

Ji An waved his hand and said that he wanted to find Wei Songnian, who was very familiar with the place.

“Of course I’ve heard of it. The Wei family has several shops next to each other, and the talisman shop and the spirit wine shop are quite famous.

"Master, go to Zhuque Street and walk east. You will see their sign after about thirty meters."

Ji An took out two spirit stones:

"Thank you, it's a reward for you."

He strode forward and soon found the place.

There are four shops lined up together: a talisman shop, a spiritual wine shop, a rice shop, and a grocery store. Their signs have gold letters on a black background and there is no dust on them. They should be wiped frequently.

Ji An stepped into the talisman shop and was immediately greeted by a female cultivator.

"Senior, may I ask what you need? We have a few talisman soldiers in our shop."

"I'm here to look for Junior Brother Wei Songnian."

"Senior, may I ask your surname?"

The female cultivator asked softly. She recognized the standard Taoist robes of the Jinling Sect and understood that the cultivator in front of her was a fellow disciple and her elder.

"A certain Ji An."

"Please wait a moment, Senior. I will report to you right away."

The female cultivator went up to the second floor with light steps, and soon the sound of "deng, deng" footsteps could be heard upstairs.

"Haha," Wei Songnian laughed before he even spoke, "Brother, it's a great honor for our humble shop to have you here. Please come upstairs quickly."

When his niece came in to report, he thought someone was impersonating him.

Based on his understanding of Senior Brother Ji, he rarely left Chiyan Peak unless it was absolutely necessary.

The two entered the guest room on the second floor. It was decorated very elegantly, with a picture of pine and crane hanging on the wall.

Green smoke curled up from the bronze three-legged incense burner with animal ears, and a faint fragrance floated in the air in the room.

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Ji An explained his purpose:
"I want to buy a demon beast cub, a tiger or bear species. The more aggressive the better, and the bloodline should preferably be of Earth Grade."

He now has plenty of spirit stones in his hands, and he can cultivate a demon beast with earth-grade bloodline to the foundation-building level in five or six years.

Wei Songnian pondered and said:

"You can see high-grade monster cubs in the Immortal City every day, but cubs with earth-grade bloodlines are hard to come by. How long do you plan to stay in the Immortal City, Brother?"

No matter what kind of bloodline the monster has, the competition is extremely fierce, let alone the ferocious tiger monsters.

In the sect, some disciples of the Beast Taming Hall raise multiple demon beasts. When fighting, they form an army on their own and can fight across several small realms with ease.

“One month, and then leave when the sect’s spirit boat returns next time.

Junior brother has many connections, so just do your best to help find one. If you're not lucky enough to find a cub with an earth-grade bloodline, I'll buy an excellent, top-grade bloodline monster beast from the sect shop."

For Ji An, taming beasts is just a supplementary means. It’s best to have it, but it’s okay if you don’t have it.

His Golden Light Technique has been practiced to the great perfection level, and he can still defeat enemies in the late stage of foundation building.

Although the level of Golden Light Technique cannot be improved any further, the power of the spell is not static.

As the cultivation level improves, the magic power in the cultivator's body will become more condensed, and the power of the spells he casts will also increase accordingly.

Wei Songnian nodded slightly, his expression becoming more relaxed.

"Well, I have an idea. I will send people to keep an eye on those powerful beast taming shops.

Brother, you'd better say hello to the sect's shop in Xiancheng.

We are the most powerful beast taming sect, and our prices are fair. A considerable number of independent cultivators are willing to sell their pureblooded cubs to the sect's shops."

As the most powerful sect in Xizhou that specializes in taming beasts, the Jinling Sect controls 40% of the demon beast business in Xiancheng.

Ji Xiao shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry:
“I asked Senior Sister Li Minghui, the Deputy Hall Master of the Beast Taming Hall, and she said that the sect’s orders are scheduled for many years into the future.

Unless the sect can acquire a large number of earth-grade bloodline monster cubs in a short period of time, I can forget about it."

It was precisely because he could not obtain better cubs in the sect that he came to Mingfeng Fairy City and took the opportunity to observe the situation in the surrounding area with his own eyes.

Some things are not very touching if you just hear them from others.

Wei Songnian laughed innocently. A few years ago, the Wei family also reserved a Earth-grade monster from the sect.

However, what they reserved was a turtle-like monster that could walk on the earth, and they were planning to breed it as a mountain guardian beast.

"As for the monster cub, Junior Brother, do your best. I won't force you."

Ji An changed the subject and continued:

"Junior brother, have you ever heard of Wei Qingshu?"

Wei Songnian's eyes widened slightly, and he said suspiciously:
"It is my uncle, but he has been missing for many years. How do you know his name, brother?"

Wei Qingshu is a person of top-grade talent. He developed very well after entering the sect. Unfortunately, he was unlucky. He once encountered a robbery while going out, and his body was damaged. His dantian was injured. Since then, his personality has become withdrawn.

If this uncle is safe and sound, they, the disciples, will receive more care when they enter the Jinling Sect.

"Something strange has happened at Junior Brother Liangqiu's Black Dragon Pond, where the number of spiritual fish has inexplicably decreased. He is investigating..."

Ji An recounted the whole story.

Wei Songnian was overwhelmed with emotion after hearing this and sighed:
"It's fate. After my uncle's dantian was damaged, his hope of breaking through to the late stage of foundation building is slim. I think he must be very unwilling to accept this."

(End of this chapter)