Chaos Spirit Field

Pixiu felt so happy. Ever since he got a master, his life was so comfortable. He could drink the precious Renshui spiritual liquid as if it were water. The children of the Pixiu family didn't have such treatment.

Zhao Shanhe focused on practicing swordsmanship and the Diamond Sutra, and his research into formations was just a show for Master Gui. Chaos Spirit Field had taught him so well that even the most difficult knowledge was as simple as one plus one equals two. As for the knowledge he hadn't been taught, he didn't think he had the brains to figure it out.

Although Master Gui felt pained when he saw what Zhao Shanhe did, he did not stop him. He just regarded it as compensation for him.

There's no such thing as time in the cultivation of immortals, yet a thousand years have passed in the real world. Zhao Shanhe had been in Demon King City for a year, and he discovered that his cultivation had actually broken through to the late stage of foundation building. It was truly incredible, and he couldn't help but wonder, though the Renshui Spiritual Liquid was precious, it shouldn't be that nourishing.

At this moment, Pi Yao spoke up, saying dejectedly, "Master, am I too stupid to even break through a small realm?"

Hearing this, Zhao Shanhe finally figured out the reason for his breakthrough. It was all thanks to Pi Xie. He consoled him, "Pi Xie, it's not that you're stupid. It's that I've held you back. Open your mouth. I'll give you something good."

The Pixiang opened its mouth obediently. It tasted the familiar delicacy - the Heavenly Demon Grass. This time it learned its lesson and quickly closed its mouth to refine it.

Zhao Shanhe felt his cultivation level was increasing rapidly, but unfortunately, he was stuck at the threshold of the Core Formation Stage, unable to make any progress. He felt a little depressed. He should have found more young spiritual herbs to cultivate. The Pijiao's ability was truly incredible, a boon for cultivators with Five Elements spiritual roots.

The early warning formation was triggered, and Zhao Shanhe knew that it was Master Gui who had returned. He said to a void of air, "Master Gui, I've finished the pills I used for my cultivation. I need some spiritual herbs to make pills."

Master Gui appeared from the direction Zhao Shanhe was facing, a look of astonishment on his face. He asked, "Zhao boy, how on earth did you detect me?"

Zhao Shanhe's lips curled up slightly, revealing an enigmatic smile as he softly replied, "The art of formations is unfathomable and infinitely mysterious. I've only slightly modified the Renshui formation and added a warning formation. Any disturbance within the cave will be untraceable to me."

Upon hearing this, Master Gui's eyes flashed with admiration. He couldn't help but cherish his talent, so he said slowly, "Young man Zhao, your talent in formations is unparalleled in the world. If you are interested in learning, I am willing to teach you everything I know."

However, Zhao Shanhe did not bow down as usual. He did not want to take an old turtle with ulterior motives as his master. He responded calmly, "If you are willing to teach me the art of the teleportation array, I am willing to become your disciple."

Upon hearing this, Master Gui's expression darkened slightly, clearly dissatisfied with Zhao Shanhe's request. However, he still patiently explained, "Young man Zhao, please don't misunderstand me. I mean no harm. I simply need your help with something. Your life is not at stake."

Zhao Shanhe sneered and retorted without flinching, "Senior, I'm afraid you don't even believe what you say! As the saying goes, today's actions will have tomorrow's consequences. I hope you won't regret it. The stronger I am, the more advantageous it will be for that matter."

Master Gui pondered for a moment and said, "I will go out with you to trade for spiritual medicine."

Zhao Shanhe asked uncertainly, "Senior, I can leave the cave now."

"I don't owe you any elixir, so don't even think about running away."

"Senior, Demon King City is over 100,000 miles away from the gathering place of the human race. I'm not that stupid. Anyway, with such excellent training conditions, I can't bear to leave. Please wait a moment, I'll call Piyao."

Master Gui asked in confusion, "Why do you call it?"

"Be a translator. I don't understand the demon language, so how can I trade?"

"Pijiao is not suitable to appear in the Demon King City. I will teach you the demon language." As soon as he finished speaking, Master Gui cast a spell on Zhao Shanhe.

Zhao Shanhe didn't feel any changes in himself, but there was an extra mark on his body. This old turtle was quite cautious.

The two came to the place where the demon tribe traded, and Zhao Shanhe was surprised to find that he could not only understand what the demon tribe said, but also read its writing. He really was judging others by his own standards.

Zhao Shanhe's eyes lit up at the demon tribe's wares. The spiritual fruits and herbs were all in their original state, many still attached to branches. Unfortunately, he had no money to trade. Demon tribe traded either through barter or demon coins, a currency circulated among the demon tribe. As for spirit stones, they were readily available, with no shortage of them.

Zhao Shanhe had a lot of spiritual medicines on him, none of which could be seen in public. After all, his storage bag had been searched by Master Gui. He must not test the memory of a demon beast in the God Transformation Stage. It was not his character to return empty-handed from a treasure mountain. He turned and looked at Master Gui.

Master Gui understood immediately and said, "Zhao boy, I don't have any money. Buy whatever you want yourself."

Zhao Shanhe took out a bottle and said, "Senior, I'll trade something with you."

When Master Gui saw the bottle Zhao Shanhe took out, he said dissatisfiedly, "Zhao boy, you are too shameless to trade my things with me."

Seeing that Master Gui looked annoyed, Zhao Shanhe knew that he had misunderstood, so he hurriedly explained, "Senior, please calm down. This bottle does not contain the Renshui Spirit Liquid. You will know the difference if you taste it yourself." After that, he handed the bottle in his hand to Master Gui.

Gui Zhenren took the bottle with a mixture of doubt and skepticism, slowly removing the cap. Instantly, a rich, mellow, and refreshing aroma gushed out like a spring, instantly filling the entire space. He couldn't help but feel refreshed, and after a moment's hesitation, he took a sip of the liquid.

As the wine entered his throat, Master Gui felt an immense sense of comfort, as if a raging fire was burning in his belly. He widened his eyes and muttered to himself, "Good...good wine!"

Zhao Shanhe saw this and a sly smile appeared on his face. He said to Master Gui in a flattering tone, "Senior, can I start buying now?"

Master Gui was already immersed in the aroma of the wine, unable to extricate himself. In response to Zhao Shanhe's request, he simply waved his hand casually, tossed a storage bag from his bosom to him, and said impatiently, "Take it, don't disturb my wine-tasting pleasure."

Zhao Shanhe happily accepted the storage bag. However, when he carefully examined the valuables inside, he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "This old turtle is a bit too stingy. He only gave me a mere 10,000 demon coins. It seems I need to be more frugal."

But despite his complaints, he quickly shifted his focus to the dazzling array of spiritual materials. Zhao Shanhe was filled with emotion. The demon tribe's land was truly blessed with such abundant resources—truly enviable. Before long, he had successfully gathered all the spiritual materials needed to form the golden elixir, carefully selecting those that could be cultivated.