Transmigration: A person in a martial arts world, cultivating to ascend to immortality

Seeing that Jiang Yuchuan seemed quite satisfied with the Snake Spirit Grass, Jiang Jihai smiled smugly and immediately began to continue his introduction.

"This seed in the blue brocade pouch is extraordinary! It's the seed of the Ice Lotus, which only grows atop snow-capped mountains!"

"Ice Lotus?"

No wonder he felt a chill emanating from the blue brocade pouch when he touched it.

"Sir, have you heard of the Ice Heart Lotus?"

Seeing Jiang Yuchuan's reaction, Jiang Jihai then asked.

"I once saw it in a medical book, but I don't know much about it. I only know that it is a very rare and precious medicinal material." As he spoke, Jiang Yuchuan picked out the pale yellow, fingernail-sized seed of the Ice Heart Lotus and examined it carefully.

"This Ice Heart Lotus is indeed a rare and precious medicinal herb."

Changing the subject, Jiang Jihai suddenly became mysterious, "However, besides being used in medicine, this Ice Heart Lotus has another wonderful use!"

"Oh?"

Jiang Yuchuan looked up and asked, "What wonderful use is it?"

"Another wonderful use is—" Jiang Jihai whispered, "When the Ice Heart Lotus is in full bloom, pick it and consume it immediately to increase a martial artist's internal strength!"

"Increasing your internal strength cultivation..." Jiang Yuchuan couldn't help but look at Jiang Jihai with newfound respect. "You do have some skills to be able to acquire such a treasure."

Anything that can increase one's cultivation level will be highly sought after, no matter where it is placed.

The fact that Jiang Jihai was able to find such precious seeds and willingly hand them over to him speaks volumes.

Hearing Jiang Yuchuan praise him, Jiang Jihai touched his nose somewhat embarrassedly. "There's something I need to make clear to you beforehand, sir. Although the Ice Heart Lotus is extremely precious, it is also extremely difficult to cultivate. To make it bloom in the territory of Daqian is not only as difficult as climbing to heaven, but it is also very difficult. Otherwise, even with my abilities, I wouldn't have been able to get my hands on its seeds."

After saying that, Jiang Jihai glanced at Jiang Yuchuan with a rather guilty look.

To his surprise, Jiang Yuchuan did not show any negative emotions as he had expected.

"It's alright," Jiang Yuchuan smiled. "You've already completed our transaction by bringing me these two bags of seeds. As for whether the seeds can germinate, that's my own business, and I won't hold it against you."

Jiang Jihai chuckled after hearing this, "That's good, that's good."

Jiang Yuchuan packed the seeds and put them away.

Although neither the Snake Spirit Grass nor the Ice Heart Lotus was suitable for refining in the Qi Sea, they weren't entirely useless. Therefore, Jiang Yuchuan was still quite satisfied.

The three of them moved quickly and, after half an hour, finally reached the summit of Wanren Peak, where they saw the gate of Xuanjian Pavilion, one of the four major sects that were as famous as Baiyun Temple.

Compared to the understated style of Baiyun Temple, the Xuanjian Pavilion, built on the summit of Wanren Peak, is much more magnificent and imposing.

The first thing that catches the eye is a giant sword, about seven or eight zhang tall, carved from a huge stone and thrust straight into the ground.

At the tip of the sword, the three large black characters "Suspended Sword Pavilion" are engraved in a flowing, vigorous style.

Behind the giant stone sword, a sea of ​​pink comes into view.

Among the vast expanse of blooming peach trees, a winding, greyish-white stone staircase leads into the depths.

The stone steps are very flat and spacious, leading directly to the martial arts arena in the center of the Suspended Sword Pavilion.

Seeing that Jiang Yuchuan had been gazing at the blooming peach blossoms on both sides ever since he stepped onto the stone steps, Jiang Jihai took the initiative to speak:

"Sir, do you know why there is such a large area of ​​peach trees on the Suspended Sword Pavilion?"

Jiang Yuchuan turned to look at Jiang Jihai, "Since you ask this, is there perhaps some story behind it?"

Qi Changqing, who was standing to the side, also turned his gaze from admiring the flowers to Jiang Jihai.

Jiang Jihai cleared his throat and said to the two of them, "Actually, these peach trees were planted by the current Pavilion Master himself over several years. It was to commemorate his deceased wife who loved peach blossoms. The reason why these peach blossoms can grow so vigorously in such a harsh environment as Wanren Peak is inseparable from the Pavilion Master's meticulous care."

"I never imagined that the master of the Suspended Sword Pavilion would be such a romantic," Jiang Yuchuan said in surprise.

Jiang Jihai nodded in deep agreement, “Since the death of his wife, the Pavilion Master has not remarried for decades. Apart from teaching his disciples how to handle affairs, he spends his time with these peach trees. In terms of devotion, no one in the entire martial arts world can surpass him.”

As they spoke, the three of them walked down the stone steps, joined the crowd, and arrived at the Suspended Sword Pavilion's martial arts arena.

Despite the precipice that serves as a barrier, many martial artists still manage to enter the Suspended Sword Pavilion.

Jiang Yuchuan glanced around and, not counting the various sects standing at the front of the martial arts arena, there were nearly a thousand independent cultivators present.

Furthermore, under the scan of his divine sense, Jiang Yuchuan discovered that a considerable number of these rogue martial artists were intentionally concealing their cultivation levels.

This reminded him of the peach blossoms that had been blooming on both sides of the stone steps he had just walked along.

The reason his gaze lingered on the peach blossoms at that time was not because he was actually admiring the flowers, but because he was observing the tiny, fiery red insects that were almost crawling among the stamens of each blooming peach blossom.

These tiny insects are extremely difficult to spot when they are still because their color is very similar to that of the center of a peach blossom, and they also pick up some pollen while climbing.

Most importantly, Jiang Yuchuan could clearly sense that without exception, all of these insects and ants were secreting a poisonous liquid.

One can imagine what it would be like if these liquids were mixed with the fragrance of flowers and inhaled by all the martial artists present.

Peach blossoms in the same condition are not only planted on both sides of the stone steps from where we came, but also around the training ground.

The simultaneous appearance of a rogue cultivator deliberately concealing his cultivation level and an insect lurking among the peach blossoms blooming throughout the Suspended Sword Pavilion, poisoning others, makes it hard not to draw parallels.

He discovered these two major secrets as soon as he entered. It seems that this sword-testing tournament will be difficult to proceed smoothly.

Thinking this, Jiang Yuchuan looked at the platform directly in front of the training ground, which was nearly a hundred stone steps higher than the training ground.

The man standing there at that moment was a middle-aged man of about fifty years old.

The man was tall and thin, dressed in a black brocade robe. Although he did not say anything, he simply stood there quietly, yet he already exuded an invisible pressure.

This person is Yue Qian, the current head of the Suspended Sword Pavilion.

He was also an extremely powerful individual whose strength had reached the level of a grandmaster.

After Yue Qian appeared, the martial artists on the field quickly quieted down.

All eyes were on Yue Qian.

"Everyone——"

Just as Yue Qian was about to give his speech, a loud and clear questioning voice suddenly rang out from the direction of the mountain gate.

"Wait a minute! Pavilion Master Yue, the Sword Testing Tournament has started before everyone has arrived. Is this how your Suspended Sword Pavilion treats its guests?!"