Immortal Cultivation Families: The Rise of the Jinling Immortal Clan

Seeing that Jin Yuyan remained silent, Jin Shengxin turned his head, his cold gaze sweeping over the surrounding rogue cultivators. Those rogue cultivators immediately felt a chilling killing intent approaching, and they all bowed to Jin Shengxin before hurriedly fleeing into the distance.

They were well aware that their behavior was inappropriate, after all, the scandals of the Jin family were not something they could pry into.

After everyone had dispersed, Jin Shengxin calmly examined Xia Yuhui.

At this moment, beads of sweat had appeared on Xia Yuhui's lowered head.

"You are Xia Yuhui, who refused Yu Shu's request."

Clearly, although he had just reprimanded Jin Yuyan, he was also dissatisfied with Xia Yuhui's actions.

Just then, Xia Yuhua, dressed in a friendly manner, strode out of the shop. "Senior, Senior Jin, this is all a misunderstanding. Come, come, let's go inside and talk in detail. I have prepared some spiritual tea to entertain you."

After a few breaths, seeing that Jin Shengxin had not moved, he immediately kicked Xia Yuhui, "Fifth brother, why don't you quickly lead the senior into the shop?"

Seeing that Xia Yuhua was trying to ease the tension, Xia Yuhui could only force a smile. "Yes, senior, it was actually a misunderstanding. At the time, my eighth brother and I were seriously injured and unable to escort the Golden Fairy back, so we turned back to report the news to the Jin family. However, when we arrived at the market to look for the Jin family, we found that the Golden Fairy had already appeared there, so the matter was dropped. If you want to hear the whole story, senior, please come into the shop first, and I will tell you slowly."

"Hmph, is that really the case?"

"That's right. I hope you can see this clearly, senior. Given the relationship between the noble family and the Xia family, how could I possibly stand by and watch the Golden Fairy die?" Seeing that things had taken a turn for the better, Xia Yuhui nodded vigorously.

Jin Shengxin: "Hmph, what a silver-tongued brat. Let's leave it at that for today. Give my regards to Fellow Daoist Xia."

After saying that, he vanished in a flash, leaving no trace whatsoever, as if he had never existed.

After confirming that he had left, Xia Yuhui finally breathed a sigh of relief. His back was soaked with cold sweat. Just a moment ago, he had felt a sense of powerlessness and couldn't even muster his magic power. This showed how great the gap was between Qi Refining stage cultivators and Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.

At the same time, this was the first time he had faced the pressure of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, which made him feel an intense desire for power surge within him.

Xia Yuhui knew perfectly well that Jin Shengxin didn't truly believe him; he simply didn't want to antagonize the Xia family. If he were just an ordinary rogue cultivator today, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to speak before being killed with a single blow.

After seeing Jin Shengxin leave, Jin Yuyan, who was on the ground, struggled to get up from the ground with the help of the white tiger. He looked extremely disheveled, a far cry from his composure when he arrived.

Just as he was about to utter a few harsh words, Xia Yuhui walked into the shop without turning his head, not giving him a chance to talk nonsense. Jin Yuyan, who was left behind, burst out with a soaring killing intent, but due to the intense pain on his face, he dared not make any rash moves.

Xia Yuhua witnessed this scene and revealed a cold smile without any attempt to hide it. She then turned and entered the store, clearly not taking the clown seriously. After all, he was just a clown, so what did it matter if she offended him? How could he represent the Jin family?

Upon seeing this, Jin Yuyan was enraged and spat out a mouthful of blood. He was then carried back by the white tiger, clearly indicating that the two blows had caused him internal injuries.

Inside the weapon-refining room, Xia Yuhui punched a piece of spirit ore. The originally incredibly hard spirit ore instantly shattered, and Xia Yuhui's fist only turned slightly red. Now, Xia Yuhui's physique is already comparable to the late-stage Qi Refining realm of a magic cultivator.

In private, Xia Yuhui even wielded a low-grade magic weapon, slashing directly at his own chest, yet only managing a minor scratch. This demonstrates the truly terrifying strength of a high-level body cultivator.

After venting his anger, Xia Yuhui gradually calmed down. It took him almost half an incense stick's time to adjust his mood before he could devote himself to refining the puppet.

Thirteen days later, the result was exactly as he had predicted: six out of ten low-grade puppet beasts were successfully crafted, while four failed. Currently, it's simply a matter of not being skilled enough; with a few more attempts, the success rate would likely increase further.

Of the six puppet beasts, Xia Yuhui decided to keep two and sell the remaining four in the shop for 70 spirit stones, slightly more expensive than ordinary low-grade defensive magic artifacts. However, this was worth the price, as puppet beasts were versatile, capable of both attack and defense; of course, their materials were also quite expensive.

Time flies, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye...

During this year, Xia Yuhui lived a very fulfilling life. He not only cultivated diligently but also focused on weapon crafting and learned various spells. During this time, his physique had already surpassed the late stage of Qi Refining and reached the perfect realm.

However, once he reached this level, the crimson lightning could no longer enhance his physique. Xia Yuhui speculated that with his current level, he might have reached his limit, and if he wanted to continue improving, he would probably have to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

The same was true regarding spiritual consciousness; it had reached a bottleneck. During this time, Xia Yuhui also attempted to kill several evil cultivators and devour their souls, but he did not find any increase in spiritual consciousness.

In the past few days, Jinling County, which had been quiet for many years, has suddenly become noisy. The reason is nothing more than that an auction, which is held only once every 50 years, is about to begin, and the location is in the market town.

All the major and minor powers in Jinling County and several surrounding counties will send representatives to participate in this auction. The reason this auction is so famous is simply because it includes the Foundation Establishment Pill, a precious item for sale.

The words "Foundation Building Pill" hold an irresistible attraction for any Qi Refining cultivator; just seeing them would inevitably stir up greed in them.

The only faction authorized to sell Foundation Establishment Pills is the Guiyun Sect. Some might wonder why the Guiyun Sect, whose own disciples are already in high demand, would need to sell Foundation Establishment Pills.

In reality, Guiyun Sect had no choice. If they didn't offer some incentives to the family cultivators under their command, they would probably have already defected to other sects. Why would they continue to serve Guiyun Sect? Therefore, Guiyun Sect regularly auctions off a dozen or so Foundation Establishment Pills in each prefecture every 50 years to prevent Foundation Establishment families in various places from developing rebellious intentions.

Within the Guiyun Sect's territory, half of the Foundation Establishment cultivators relied on these Foundation Establishment Pills to break through to the next level.

This creates a virtuous cycle. After obtaining the Foundation Establishment Pill, cultivators will be even more devoted to serving the Guiyun Sect.

Therefore, undercurrents are surging within Jinling County at this very moment. Various forces are emerging, including rogue cultivators, evil cultivators, demonic cultivators, and even ascetic cultivators who have been in seclusion in the mountains for forty, fifty, or sixty years. All of them will show up to compete for this tremendous opportunity.

In Panyunfang Market.

The market was several times more bustling than usual, with high-level cultivators coming and going frequently, and occasionally one or two Foundation Establishment cultivators could be seen, making for a lively scene. The surrounding shops had also made a fortune in the past few days.

However, in the back hall of the Xia family shop, the atmosphere was extremely solemn. The two brothers, Xia Yuhua and Xia Yuhui, were staring at a letter with solemn expressions.

Xia Yuhui said in a deep voice, "Brother, I will leave the market to you for the time being. I will return in a few days."

Xia Yuhua hesitated for a moment, then remained silent. Finally, she sighed helplessly, "So be it! I never imagined that in just a few years you would surpass me. I'll entrust this mission to you. Remember to be careful in everything you do."

It turns out that a message from the family had just arrived, saying that a group of evil cultivators had suddenly appeared within the family's territory, and more than ten mortals had already died tragically at their hands. Now, their trail was approaching the Xia family's mortal village.