Chapter 39: Cultivator (3)

Chapter 39: Cultivator (3)

"Haah..."

I naturally let out a sigh of admiration as I looked around at the scenery.

It was overwhelming.

The exterior of the buildings and the people passing by felt similar to the bustling streets of Seokyung City, but the essence of this place was entirely different.

Through my awakened Five Energies Converging to the Origin vision, I could see the vast flows of heaven and earth energy rippling throughout the Spirit Path Conference.

The flow of heaven and earth energy enveloped the entire land, and countless tiny spell runes moved to form a barrier.

Moreover, buildings were also covered in layers of inscrutable spell runes and magic.

Not only people and animals, but even the weeds on the streets were imbued with spiritual energy, and the buildings themselves exuded a majestic aura.

'Those intents...'

Everywhere I looked, there were only cultivators with consciousness.

After being accustomed to the markets of mortals without consciousness, being at a cultivator's exchange meeting felt strangely novel.

In the markets of mortals, the place is chaotic due to countless humans unable to control their intent.

However, at the cultivators' exchange, everyone tightly controlled their consciousness, making it difficult to discern their intents without close inspection.

It felt spiritually much cleaner.

I was momentarily taken aback by the sight, but I decided to look around and get a sense of the place.

'What do they sell at the cultivators' exchange meeting?'

While it felt spiritually different, at first glance, it didnt seem much different from a luxurious downtown area.

There were street vendors selling talismans, herb sellers with unfamiliar herbs, and tamers sitting with cages of strange beasts.

Except for the value of the items and currency being incomparably higher than in the markets of mortals, it seemed quite similar.

"A pound of Jasawhong!"

"Selling Xian spiritual plant!"

"Special large storage artifacts, only seven left!"

As I passed by a stall selling fascinating spiritual herbs and restoratives, my eyes were drawn to a certain magic artifact.

When the vendor selling items put his hand into a small pouch, he reached in all the way up to his shoulder.

"Hmm... fascinating."

I unknowingly entered the store and looked at the storage magic artifacts.

"Excuse me, I'm just a country bumpkin, but how much can fit inside these storage artifacts?"

"Hmm? Hmm.."

The cultivator vendor looked at me drowsily and chuckled. A hint of disdain was evident in his consciousness.

"The lowest-performing storage artifact we sell here can hold about one stone (approximately 180 liters)."

He pointed to the small pouch as he spoke.

That small thing could contain all my current belongings.

'Incredible.'

Just having that small pouch would vastly increase the types of poisons and hidden weapons I could carry.

For someone who often used hidden weapons, it was a very tempting item.

The shopkeeper, seemingly unimpressed by my appearance, gestured and said,

"This one is 50 spirit stones. If you don't have money, don't block the shop, please move aside..."

"How much is the most expensive one?"

I looked past the small storage artifacts to a more luxurious-looking one.

'To quickly draw out hidden weapons, that would be better.'

I pointed to a rosary-shaped bracelet and asked,

"I like that one. I'll take it."

"That's 300 spirit stones."

Thud!

I put down the bag containing spirit stones and selected 300 stones to give to the shop owner.

He looked momentarily flustered, but soon changed his expression and handed over the storage artifact with a smooth smile.

"Haha, sir, you indeed have a good eye. This storage bracelet is the best for storing items. Each of the 27 beads on this bracelet can hold three stones' volume, secured with space manipulation..."

I roughly listened to the explanation and purchased the storage bracelet.

As I infused energy into the storage bracelet on my wrist, it shone brightly and absorbed the items I designated.

Touching the bracelet, the desired item immediately appeared.

"Sir, our store has other fine magic artifacts as well..."

He showed me other artifacts, but except for the storage artifacts, most required a considerable amount of spiritual power.

'With my current lack of spiritual power, most are practically useless.'

Moreover, even if I bought mid to low-tier magic artifacts at the Qi Refining level, most would be weaker than my Sword Gang.

In short, they were just expensive luxuries to me.

"Hmm, sorry, but I don't see anything else I need."

As I coughed and was about to leave, the shop owner inquired,

"Well, if that's the case. Are you looking for something specific? Not just magic artifacts, but talismans, elixirs... I have good connections with merchants in the Spirit Path Conference and can introduce you to some good shops."

"Ah, do you perhaps sell books here?"

"Oh, are you looking to purchase books on cultivation methods?"

"Well, that and just general knowledge about the world of cultivation... Is there a bookstore that sells such books?"

Upon hearing my question, the owner thought for a moment, then stepped out of the store and pointed down one of the streets in the Spirit Path Conference.

"If you go down that street and turn right at the third crossroad, you'll find 'Cheong-nan Bookstore.' They sell a variety of books, and the owner, an old man, is well-known for recommending the right books to his customers."

"Oh, I see. Thank you."

"You're welcome. If you need anything else, please visit our store again!"

I left the magic tool store and headed for the bookstore the owner had mentioned.

'Cheong-nan Bookstore...'

The bookstore looked quite ordinary from the outside, almost unnoticeable. It felt strangely out of place in the atmosphere of the Spirit Path Conference.

"Is the owner here?"

"Cough, cough, cough..."

As I opened the door, dust scattered around, and I heard coughing from inside.

"Ah, a customer? It's been a long time since I've had a visitor, welcome. My name is Cheong-nan, the surname Eom."

The person introducing himself as the owner, Mr. Eom, was an elderly man with a long beard that reached his waist.

Mr. Eom's consciousness seemed to be around the level of Qi Refining, but for some reason, the boundaries of his consciousness were blurry and hard to discern.

I could feel the multiple writing brushes he wore on his chest blurring my vision.

Sensing my gaze, Mr. Eom pointed to the brushes and said,

"Ah, these? They're low-tier magic artifacts that obscure one's cultivation level. If you buy more than five books from this bookstore, you get one as a free gift. Somehow, I have a feeling you'll be taking one with you. Heh heh.."

"Not bad. Anyway, I'd like to buy books on basic knowledge of the cultivation world, Qi Gathering, and the cultivation methods for Qi Refining cultivators."

"Why, why isn't the Spirit Path Conference's protective barrier activating against a Qi Refining 2nd Star level attack...!"

Despite being the one getting hit, the Jin Clan cultivator seemed too preoccupied to understand why the conference's rules weren't being enforced.

"You. Damn. LittleIf you bump into someone..."

"Ahh, ahhh!"

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

The Jin Clan cultivator, trying to escape the giant's grip, kept casting spells, but the blue light emanating from the giant's hand held him firmly in place.

"Tsk tsk, seems like the Jin Clan cultivator met his match."

"It seems they were only paying attention to cultivators from certain regions and not from others."

"He didn't know that the Cheongmun Clan is infamous for their foul temper..."

The other cultivators didn't interfere in this bizarre fight where one was beating the other while healing them; they just watched from a distance.

Most onlookers appeared to be around the Qi Refining 3rd or 4th Star..

The giant from the Cheongmun Clan, and even the woman observing beside him, seemed to be at least Qi Refining 5th Star.

'...Sir Chang-ho, the founder, is a generous and kind person. Seems like his clan's branch family members are a bit less so.'

I clicked my tongue watching the Cheongmun Clan giant mercilessly beat the Jin Clan cultivator.

'...Tsk. I don't particularly like the Jin Clan, but seeing someone who was once on my side in a past life being beaten like this doesn't sit well with me.'

I approached the giant who was still beating the nearly unconscious Jin Clan cultivator.

"Excuse me, sir. It seems the Jin Clan member has learned his lesson. Perhaps it's time to forgive him."

"Huh? Who are you to meddle in our affair?"

"It does not matter who I am. Your behavior does not seem very honorable. Please, let him go now."

"Ha, if you don't like it, try to take this arrogant fool away from me. Let's see how strong a Qi Refining 3rd Star like you is..."

I didn't need to use my hands.

I used the essence of Record of Transcending Cultivation and Exhausting Martial Arts' ultimate technique, adjusting its power before shooting it at the giant.

"Aaaaah!"

The giant clutched his head and let go of the Jin Clan cultivator. I quickly went over to the latter, pressing on a point to alleviate his pain.

"Are you alright?"

"Hu, huff...! Heuughk... Thank you, really, thank you..."

The Jin Clan cultivator, appearing to be around Qi Refining 4th to 5th Star, tearfully thanked me.

"I do not know who you are, but if you ever come to Yanguo's Cheombuk City, I will repay this favor. Use this token to contact me when you are there. I must go now. Thank you for today!"

After thanking me, he handed me a token and hurriedly left, fearing that the giant might rise again to strike him.

"How dare you harm us?"

The woman from the Cheongmun Clan glared at me, blocking the giant.

I smiled and spoke.

"My technique is not like Qi Refining spells, so I do not believe I have violated any Spirit Path Conference rules. And where exactly is the injury on that man?"

"Hmph! You seem to have cunningly skirted the rules using some consciousness technique. You will regret picking a fight with the Cheongmun Clan's descendants..!"

Blue light also emanated from the woman's hand.

It was the same healing technique used to beat the Jin Clan cultivator.

However, I swiftly cut through her technique with a hand-chop.

Her hand remained intact, but the blue light was severed in mid-air.

"What, what..."

Swiish

I quickly approached her, extending two fingers and slowly thrusted towards her.

"Defense!"

The Cheongmun Clan's woman, startled, hastily summoned a transparent barrier with a spell, but it shattered instantly as I released Gang Qi from my fingertips.

I quickly dispersed the Gang Qi and pressed on a vital point on her body.

"Cough!"

The Cheongmun Clan's woman clutched the pressed point, groaning in pain and collapsing to the ground.

"You use a healing technique to beat people. I am also well-versed in the human body, knowing where to strike to heal and cause pain at the same time... Shall we try it?"

"Eek, you..."

"Hold on."

Her face flushed with anger as she was about to cast a spell on me.

The Cheongmun Clan's giant, stopping her, clutched his head and stood up.

"Ahem. My apologies. I did not realize you were a senior with concealed cultivation."

"Huh?"

As I wondered, he pointed to the brush at my waist and said.

"I did not recognize it before, but that tool blurs your cultivation level, making it hard for me to perceive. Please forgive our rudeness."

He bowed deeply, asking for forgiveness.

I nodded, accepting his apology.

"O-Orabeoni (formal way of referring to an older brother for a woman). That man, no, that person..."

"Didn't you see his strike just now? He dissipated our spells with a wave of his hand and nearly knocked me unconscious with his consciousness technique. He must be at least Qi Refining 7th Star."

"That, that's... I apologize for my rudeness as well."

"......"

I felt awkward and scratched my head.

What would they do if they knew I wasn't a Qi Refining 7th Star, but a martial artist without any spiritual power?

It seems they mistook me for a high-level cultivator disguising my cultivation with a tool.

'The reality is the opposite, though.'

"...By the way, do you recognize this pattern?"

I showed them the pattern of recommendation from Sir Chang-ho on the back of my hand.

The giant's eyes widened.

"This is an external family recommendation token. It's at least from a main family elder or a public official level. We failed to recognize a distinguished person like yourself. Please forgive us for this as well."

"Luckily you know of it. Actually, I was looking for people from the Cheongmun Clan because of this... So, how do I join as an external member using this?"

"Oh, it is simple. Come to our clan's territory, and receiving confirmation from just one elder-level senior will make you an external member immediately. Haha, since it has come to this, we will escort you to our territory as soon as the Spirit Path Conference is over."

"Ah, thank you."

I nodded to the now humble Cheongmun Clan siblings and decided to find lodging nearby, waiting until the end of the Spirit Path Conference.

Twenty days passed, and the Spirit Path Conference ended.

Guided by the Cheongmun Clan siblings,

I arrived at the Cheongmun Clan's territory in Byeokra.

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