Journey to the West: A clone sacrifices to the heavens, possessing boundless magical power.

Liu Qing shuddered and instinctively shrank back, cold sweat pouring down her back.

Murder?

That was the only thought that flashed through her mind.

After all, this person possesses such terrifying magic and acts so ruthlessly, he certainly doesn't want today's events to be revealed.

Then Fan Yuan's gaze lingered on the storage pouch at his waist for a moment.

Liu Qingfu felt a pang of reluctance, but he still trembled as he untied the storage bag, held it up with both hands, and raised it above his head.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, senior. I have nothing of value but these small gifts. I hope you will accept them with a smile."

She lowered her head, not daring to look at Fan Yuan, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Fan Yuan reached out and the storage bag flew into his hand.

He scanned the contents with his divine sense and found only a few dozen low-grade spirit stones and some low-level pills.

"Um."

Fan Yuan responded indifferently, his brows furrowing slightly as he put away the storage bag.

After all, he wasn't a man who killed indiscriminately; saving people was just a matter of course.

This woman only has the cultivation level of Qi Refining stage and is seriously injured. Whether she can survive the night in this withered pine forest is another matter entirely.

But his frown made Liu Qing tremble and her face turn deathly pale.

Liu Qing was also a smart person. She knew that in the cultivation world, the law of the jungle was the only rule. Although the senior in front of her had saved her, it did not mean that he was a kind man or a believer. His ruthless and decisive killing methods just now had already explained everything.

The senior frowned because he was dissatisfied.

In the world of cultivation, those who have no value often face only death.

"senior!"

Liu Qing, disregarding her disheveled clothes, spoke rapidly: "This junior knows that I am of humble status and unworthy of your attention, senior. However, I have some extremely important information that I wish to offer you, senior. I only ask that you allow me to follow you, even if... even if it's just as a servant girl who brings tea and water!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Yuan paused slightly, glancing at her indifferently: "Information? If it's just some trivial gossip, you don't need to say anything."

Liu Qing took a deep breath and raised his head: "Longevity Mountain, a place of spiritual energy and tides."

Fan Yuan's originally indifferent pupils contracted slightly the moment he heard the words "Longevity Hill".

"Explain in detail," Fan Yuan said succinctly.

Seeing that Fan Yuan had become interested, Liu Qing felt somewhat relieved and quickly explained, "Senior, please forgive me, but within the Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain, there is a spiritual root of heaven and earth called the Ginseng Fruit Tree. This tree is a spiritual root that was created at the beginning of chaos and the separation of primordial order. It blossoms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, and takes another three thousand years to ripen!"

"I know all that, get to the point," Fan Yuan interrupted her recitation.

"Yes." Liu Qing dared not be negligent and continued, "This ginseng fruit tree has a huge root system, which is deeply rooted in the ancestral aperture of the earth vein in Xiniu Hezhou. According to the news circulating in the temple, every 360 years, the root system of the fruit tree will resonate violently with the earth vein, absorbing and releasing the essence of heaven and earth to nourish the fruit. At that time, a strange phenomenon called the earth spirit tide will form in the outer area of ​​Wanshou Mountain."

At this point, a hint of longing appeared in Liu Qing's eyes: "During the tides, the spiritual energy accumulated underground for hundreds of years will erupt like a geyser. Spiritual herbs and medicines that are rarely seen in ordinary times will grow wildly, and even... even spiritual marrow from underground will gush out with the earth's energy! Those are supreme treasures that can directly improve cultivation and cleanse the marrow!"

Fan Yuan remained calm, but his mind was racing.

The earth's spiritual tides and the gushing of spiritual essence were indeed a cause for celebration for low-level cultivators, but he valued the underlying logic even more.

Zhen Yuanzi was a powerful figure of the same generation as the Three Pure Ones and the Four Emperors. His ginseng fruit tree exuded essence, and even the slightest residue that leaked out was a tremendous opportunity for ordinary cultivators.

This so-called earth spirit tide, to put it bluntly, is a kind of almsgiving tacitly approved by Wuzhuang Temple, a little bit of profit that leaks from the fingers of those in high positions.

But this lucrative opportunity is enough to make countless independent cultivators fight tooth and nail for it.

"Just a surge of spiritual energy?" Fan Yuan countered. "If that's the case, while this news is valuable, it's not enough to warrant such seriousness from you."

Liu Qing gritted his teeth and threw out his last bargaining chip: "Senior, you are wise. During the Earth Spirit Tide, due to the surge of spiritual energy, the protective array in Wuzhuang Temple needs to do its best to suppress the earth veins. The temple is often short-handed. Therefore, at this time, Wuzhuang Temple will recruit a group of servants to help manage the temple's medicine garden."

"Although this menial job is arduous and tiring, it is the only chance for a rogue cultivator to enter this supreme Daoist sect! Even if one is just a sweeping boy on the outskirts, being able to hear a great immortal preach a word, or being bestowed a worthless elixir, is enough to benefit one for a lifetime!"

Fan Yuan's eyes finally lit up.

Odd jobs.

To others, this might just be an opportunity to curry favor with someone powerful, but for him, who possesses the [Primordial Myriad Appearances Mirror], it means a chance to infiltrate the Wuzhuang Temple!

What's in Wuzhuang Temple? There are enlightened immortals, and even the legendary ancestor of earth immortals, Zhen Yuanzi! If he could come into contact with them, even just a glimpse from afar, he might be able to discern some powerful bloodline or supernatural ability.

Moreover, there's that ginseng fruit tree...

Fan Yuan suppressed the greed surging in his heart. Putting those aside for the time being, he could make a lot of money by taking advantage of his status as a servant in Wuzhuang Temple to improve his cultivation system.

"How long will this Earth Spirit Tide last?" Fan Yuan asked.

"Less than half a month," Liu Qing replied. "The earth's energy around Longevity Mountain has begun to stir, and many well-informed cultivators are rushing there."

Fan Yuan nodded, having already made up his mind.

He has to get involved in this mess.

Fortune and honor are sought in danger. Cultivating immortality is about defying fate and fighting against destiny. If you shrink back because you are afraid of death, then what is the point of cultivating immortality?

However, even if they go, the safety issues must be addressed.

Since the Earth Spirit Tide is a carnival for low-level cultivators, it is bound to be a feast of slaughter. Things like killing and robbing treasures, as happened today, will only increase in the future.

Although his true form possesses some abilities, his cultivation level is still relatively low, and the risk of him being exposed in the chaos of battle would be too great.

The main body must be hidden in an absolutely safe place, and acting in multiple places is the safest way.

Thinking of this, Fan Yuan's gaze towards Liu Qing softened a bit. Although this woman's cultivation level was not high, her intelligence was indeed timely.

"Your information is indeed of some value," Fan Yuan said calmly. "Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Upon hearing this, Liu Qing's tense nerves finally relaxed: "Thank you for sparing my life, senior! Thank you, senior!"

"Don't thank me yet." Fan Yuan changed the subject. "Let me ask you, is there any safe place to stay around here? Preferably a market town with a powerful figure in charge who strictly prohibits private fights."

He needs a base where he can safely retreat into seclusion, free from external disturbances.

Since Liu Qing is a cultivator from this area, he must be more familiar with the geography than he is.

Liu Qing was quick-witted and immediately understood Fan Yuan's intention. The senior was looking for a place to rest or to avoid the impending chaos.