Immortals Step into Heaven

Zheng Yuan smiled and walked to the bedside, sat down, gently stroked Ling'er's hair, and said: Ling'er, you still have a long life ahead of you! You will see more new and interesting things in the future.

Ling'er blinked her big eyes and asked with curiosity and anticipation, "Really, Brother Xiao Yuan?

Zheng Yuan nodded and said, the higher you go on the path of cultivating immortals, the more exciting and dangerous it becomes.

Ling'er couldn't help but shrink her neck slightly, but the curiosity in her eyes did not diminish. Instead, she showed a hint of stubbornness: "Ling'er is not afraid of danger. Ling'er wants to go see the wonderful world with Brother Xiao Yuan, and become as powerful as Brother Xiao Yuan!"

Zheng Yuan was slightly startled, then smiled gently and said: "Okay, Ling'er has ambition. However, this path of cultivating immortality requires solid practice from the basics. Starting tomorrow, you must practice diligently.

Ling'er nodded vigorously, sat up straight, and clenched her fists in front of her chest. "Ling'er will definitely work hard and won't let brother down! So, brother, after Ling'er builds her foundation, will she be able to fly around like Brother Xiao Yuan?"

Zheng Yuan was amused by her naiveté and patiently explained, "Of course. Once you reach the Foundation Establishment stage, you'll be able to fly and perform many wonderful spells. But this requires long-term practice and refinement."

Ling'er's eyes became more determined, as if she had already seen herself soaring in the sky, "Ling'er is not afraid of hard work, and will definitely practice hard!"

Zheng Yuan's eyes were full of encouragement and trust. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a warm and determined smile. He said heavily: "Okay! I believe Ling'er can do it." After speaking, Zheng Yuan took a deep breath, calmed the waves in his heart, raised his hand and took out the three storage bags seized from the monks he killed, and carefully arranged them one by one on the table in front of him.

His fingers first gently rested on the Qi Refining cultivator's storage bag, his eyes revealing a hint of caution and anticipation. As he slowly poured his mana into the bag, it slowly opened. A faint flash of light revealed several mid-grade magical instruments emitting a faint spiritual energy. These instruments varied in style, some with sharp blades gleaming coldly, others richly engraved with patterns. Next to them lay a flying sword, its spiritual energy significantly richer than the other instruments, clearly a top-grade magical flying sword. Zheng Yuan quickly scanned the area, roughly estimating the number of spirit stones within. These stones, emitting a soft glow, also contained nearly ten bottles of medicinal pills, essential resources for a cultivator's cultivation.

Zheng Yuan's gaze then shifted to the storage bag of the middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator. He once again summoned his magical power and opened the bag. This time, an even more powerful aura washed over him. A low-grade spiritual artifact lay quietly in the center of the bag. This artifact was clearly superior in quality to the previous ones, shrouded in a faint halo, evidently having been meticulously refined and nurtured. Around it, several top-grade artifacts lay in a staggered arrangement, each emanating an extraordinary aura. Zheng Yuan's attention was suddenly drawn to a small jade bottle. He gently picked it up, uncorked it, and a rich elixir fragrance instantly filled the air. "This is the Spirit Building Pill!" Zheng Yuan exclaimed in delight. This precious elixir could enhance Foundation Establishment cultivation, and it was undoubtedly a timely help for their current cultivation. In addition, there were 20,000 low-grade spirit stones neatly stacked to the side. The glimmering light made Zheng Yuan's eyes flash with surprise. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "It's true that the foundation of cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage is more profound. The number of spirit stones here is much greater than that of cultivators in the Qi Condensation Stage."

Finally, Zheng Yuan's gaze fell on the old man's storage bag. He took a deep breath and slowly opened it. A low-grade spiritual flying sword first appeared before his eyes. The sword looked of considerable quality, its blade engraved with intricate patterns, clearly a rare magical weapon. Next to it, dozens of magical instruments were casually placed. These instruments were of various styles, some looking rather worn, yet still emanated spiritual energy. Zheng Yuan looked at them and thought to himself, "This old man seems to have been involved in a lot of robbery, and now I'm getting a good deal." He continued searching the bag and soon found five bottles of Spirit-Building Pills neatly arranged in a corner. These pills all looked of high quality. There were also several bottles of healing pills. What surprised Zheng Yuan the most was that the bag contained nearly 50,000 low-grade spirit stones. The mountain of spirit stones shone brightly, causing his heart to beat faster.

Zheng Yuan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a slightly complex smile. He murmured softly, "It seems murder and arson, and a gold belt, are truly a way to get rich overnight!" Though his words were teasing, a hint of helplessness and struggle lingered in his eyes. The path to immortality was fraught with difficulties and obstacles, and the struggle for resources was often bloody and brutal. He knew full well that today's actions were but a small microcosm of this world where the strong prey on the weak.

He slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm the complex emotions of excitement over the harvest and the pain of the slaughter. A moment later, he opened his eyes again, his gaze regaining its usual calm and determination. Zheng Yuan gently and carefully collected the storage bags of the two Foundation Establishment cultivators, placing them close to his chest. These precious resources were crucial to his future cultivation and could not be lost.

Then, he turned and looked at Ling'er with a smile, his eyes filled with doting and care. He gently picked up the Qi Refining cultivator's storage bag and handed it to Ling'er, saying softly, "Ling'er, this is your trophy. You showed great courage today, and this is the reward you deserve." Zheng Yuan knew that on this path to immortality, Ling'er would need to learn to face various challenges and gains, and he would guide her every step of the way.

Ling'er blinked her bright eyes, curiously looking at the storage bag in Zheng Yuan's hand, then looked back into his eyes, as if to confirm whether it was real. After a while, she carefully stretched out her hands, took the storage bag, and said with a smile of excitement and pride on her face, "Thank you, Brother Xiaoyuan! Ling'er will work harder in the future!" The crisp voice was filled with firm determination and echoed in the small room.

Ling'er took the storage bag with both hands, her eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation. She stared closely at the seemingly ordinary yet mysterious bag in her hands, took a deep breath, mobilized the faint spiritual power in her body, and slowly poured it into the bag.