Chaos Spirit Field

The leader died with his eyes open. He could not believe until his death that he had fallen into the hands of a lowly ant at the sixth level of Qi Refining. He did not even have the chance to announce his own name. He could only blame himself for being careless and not dodging.

Zhao Shanhe sighed in his heart, feeling that he had a physique that invited trouble. He would encounter problems every time he went out. Including this, three Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators had fallen into his hands. Fortunately, he was well prepared this time, otherwise he would have really capsized in the ditch. He was still too high-profile. He would try to be more humble in the future.

He hadn't lied. The Qingniu Sect's leader hadn't been present in person, but he had taken action. Among the four great arts of immortal cultivation is the art of talismans. When a cultivator reaches the Jindan stage, they can expend their own cultivation to create an incredibly powerful talisman. These talismans are incredibly powerful and are often bestowed upon loved ones and beloved juniors as a means of survival. Their preciousness is undeniable.

Tan Tai Mieming naturally didn't want to expend his own cultivation to craft a talisman for an outsider like Zhao Shanhe. However, he had a rather treacherous granddaughter, Tan Tai Mingyue. Upon hearing that Zhao Shanhe was about to enter the Immortal Grass Secret Realm, she forced the precious talisman into his hand. Who could have imagined that it would actually come in handy today?

Zhao Shanhe unceremoniously gathered up all the items left behind by the group. After a careful inspection, he found not a single spiritual herb. These people were indeed coming for him. What frustrated him most was the pitiful amount of their haul. Most of the magical instruments these people carried were low-grade, and the best was only a single mid-grade one.

On closer inspection, it made sense. After all, these people were merely disciples of second- or third-rate sects. If they carried high-level treasures like spiritual weapons, wouldn't that be like telling others, "There's something fishy going on here! Come investigate!" How could they not understand such a simple truth?

Now all that remained was what the leader had found in his arms: a secret manual, tightly wrapped in the hide of an unknown monster. Zhao Shanhe peeled back the layers, like a blind box. It must be something valuable, so tightly wrapped. Heaven hadn't disappointed him. The leader hadn't lied. The manual truly existed, gleaming with an orange light. It seemed the monster hide was also a valuable item, possessing an insulating effect. This was a real win. The book was called the Taiyin Sutra, a method of visualization, primarily designed to cultivate spiritual awareness.

Zhao Shanhe tried to practice, but found that he couldn't get started because he had no spiritual consciousness. This Taiyin Sutra must be practiced after building a foundation. He could only put it into the Chaos Spiritual Field, then turn around and combine it into an orange-level spiritual field to plant seeds, and then practice again after five years.

Reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage in five years from the sixth level of Qi Refining might sound like a fantasy. Zhao Shanhe had a basis for his confidence: with the help of natural resources and top-grade Qi Refining Pills, if he still couldn't reach the Foundation Establishment Stage in five years, it meant he wasn't working hard enough.

The book says that natural treasures are always guarded by demonic beasts. Zhao Shanhe cautiously approached the center of Black Dragon Pond, not noticing any beasts. He pulled up a "Frost Fruit" sapling and placed it in the Primal Chaos Spiritual Field. Just then, the water surged, and a large fish surfaced. He couldn't help but exclaim, "What a huge fish!" The fish was three feet long, with a human-like head, a carp-like body, and a voice like a mandarin duck. It seemed to be called a red mermaid, and eating it was said to strengthen the body and prolong life.

However, what surprised Zhao Shanhe was that the place where the frost fruit tree originally grew was actually the back of the red carp!

A red carp was soundly sleeping in the Black Dragon Pond when a sudden, sharp pain jolted it awake. Opening its eyes, it saw a thief had dared to steal its treasure. Furious, it whipped up a massive wave and pounced on him. Zhao Shanhe, seeing this, fled back to shore, but was too late. The wave slammed him hard, sending him flying over ten feet before he landed heavily on the ground, motionless and seemingly dead.

Life is a drama, and it all depends on acting. If Zhao Shanhe died so easily, all his body-building skills would be in vain. He was using his body as bait to catch the big fish.

The red carp is a demon beast in the foundation-building stage. Its body is full of treasures and can be eaten by mortals. Zhao Shanhe plans to bring it back for his relatives to taste. If it is in the water, ten of them will not be his match. If it is on land, he still has a chance to fight.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the red mermaid saw the little thief motionless on the shore and was in a dilemma. The treasure he was protecting must be with the little thief. If he went ashore, his strength would be halved and he might be in danger. He came up with a brilliant idea.

A huge wave was seen crashing towards the shore, and Zhao Shanhe's body floated into the pool with the water. At this moment, he was suddenly caught by a vine and stopped three feet away from the water.

The red carp tried several times, but the vines were too strong and it could not wait any longer. If the frost fruit tree left its back for more than a quarter of an hour, it would lose its vitality and it would not be able to explain to its owner. So it bravely went ashore and wanted to take the frost fruit tree back from the thief's body.

Seeing the fish take the bait, Zhao Shanhe leaped up, tied the red carp tightly with a vine, and dragged it away from Black Dragon Pond. The fish on land were no different from lambs to be slaughtered. After a struggle, the red carp, as expected, became a pile of fresh food.

On the flying boat, the Black Dragon Sect Leader, who had his eyes closed in meditation, let out a deep growl and roared angrily, "Who dared to kill my Red Carp?! If I were to find out, I would tear them into pieces!"

Hearing this, Tan Tai Mieming felt an inexplicable sense of guilt well up in his heart. It was as if a voice echoed in his ears, telling him that this was Zhao Shanhe's doing.

Facts proved that Tantai Mieming's intuition was correct. At this moment, Zhao Shanhe was leisurely savoring the delicious sashimi, eating with gusto, unaware that this red carp was owned by someone else.

After a satisfying meal and a few drinks, Zhao Shanhe finally remembered that he still had important matters to attend to. Without hesitation, he destroyed the eight storage bags he had gathered. Meanwhile, Tan Tai Mieming, aboard the flying boat, received a signal. He immediately announced, "Brother Hei, Zhao Shanhe has sent back a message. There are problems with the Qingfeng Sect, Huangquan Sect, and Luoshui Sect."

Hearing this, Black Dragon frowned slightly and asked, "Old Yin, are you sure?"

Tan Tai Mieming replied firmly, "It shouldn't be wrong. These three sects aren't that far from each other, so why not send someone to investigate?"

Black Dragon volunteered, "Old Yin, I'm just so angry I have no where to vent. Wait a moment, I'll be right back."