Chapter 11: The Frostwind Shows Its Might

Chapter 11: The Frostwind Shows Its Might

There's no feast that lasts forever.

As the group led by Lan Chang'an exited the Ju Xian Tower, they bid farewell to each other, exchanging blessings such as "May the immortal road be prosperous."

"Brother Lan, if you're short on spirit stones, I can lend you ten," Zhao Siyao offered before parting.

Lan Chang'an pondered briefly and surprisingly didn't refuse. He borrowed ten spirit stones from Zhao Siyao.

Li Ergou couldn't help but click his tongue.

...

"Big Brother Lan! Could it be that my spirit stones don't smell as good as Zhao Siyao's?" Li Ergou complained after parting ways.

During their time at the Mu family, he had seen Lan Chang'an in need of cultivation resources several times, offering spirit stones out of goodwill, but Lan Chang'an had always declined.

"Hehe, her spirit stones do indeed have a better fragrance than yours," Lan Chang'an chuckled lightly.

In truth, Lan Chang'an was willing to borrow spirit stones to establish a relationship with Zhao Siyao, a disciple of a sect. The so-called exchange of favors required some "exchange" to happen. By borrowing spirit stones this time, Lan Chang'an would owe Zhao Siyao a favor, creating a social connection. As long as Zhao Siyao didn't deliberately distance herself in the future, Lan Chang'an was willing to maintain this network. After all, sects held many rare resources, including information from the upper echelons of the cultivation world. Lan Chang'an, practicing in a small family, didn't want to be cut off from such crucial information about the cultivation world. Furthermore, befriending an inner disciple could be quite practical in the lower levels of the cultivation world.

"I'm also short on spirit stones, why don't you lend me one?" Lin Yi remained silent on one side, feeling sour inside.

The three of them hit the road back to the Royal Marquis' residence.

...

The next day, Li Ergou went back to his hometown to visit his relatives.

The two agreed to meet again at the Royal Marquis' Mansion in two months.

Lan Chang'an prepared to attend a wandering cultivator trade fair in a few days before heading to the Angry Bird Gang.

A few days later...

Lin Yi returned from outside and handed a wooden token to Lan Chang'an.

"Brother Lan, this is the token for the wandering cultivator trade fair. It will be held tomorrow night at a location outside Hengshui Prefecture..."

"Are you not coming along, Brother Lin?" Lan Chang'an took the wooden token, noticing it was made of spirit wood.

'I'm afraid that it would take a certain price to get the qualification to attend the fair.'

"I have been there a few months ago. This time, I have no need. I'm short on funds, so I won't go this time to make a fool of myself." Lin Yi laughed bitterly, a hint of self-deprecation in his words.

In these days spent at the Marquis Guang'an's Mansion, Lan Chang'an learned about Lin Yi's current situation. As the son of a nobleman, Lin Yi initially didn't hold a high position in the mansion. It was only when he was discovered to possess spiritual roots at the age of seven that he gained the attention and cultivation efforts of Marquis Guang'an.

In fact, most upper-class figures in society knew about the cultivation world's channels, while the lower classes only knew of some mythical tales about immortals. After failing the sect assessment, the support Lin Yi received from the marquis's mansion was limited.

Want to be an official in the dynasty or join the army?

It was a pity. The Liang Immortal Cultivation Sect made a rule:

Immortal cultivators were not allowed to interfere in secular dynasties, let alone kill at will. In this way, Lin Yi's situation was a bit awkward.

"I've bothered Brother Lin this time." Lan Chang'an expressed his gratitude, and was considered to have taken Lin Yi's favour.

...

The next evening.

Dozens of miles outside Hengshui Prefecture.

An old temple, obscured by mist, was difficult for ordinary people to notice.

Lan Chang'an used his spiritual eye technique and entered the dilapidated temple.

Sure enough, he found the figures of some wandering cultivators inside.

Men, women, old, and young, mostly at the Qi-Refining Initial Stage, with only three or four at the Qi-Refining Middle Stage.

Some showed their true faces, while others wore masks or straw hats to conceal their identities.

After earning the spirit stones. Lan Chang'an bought two bottles of normal Qi Nourishing Pills, spending twenty spirit stones.

He also bought one bottle each of the Meridian Easing Pill, Ever Spring Pill, and Great Rejuvenation Pill, suitable for mortal martial artists to consume, only one and a half spirit stones were spent.

"The top-grade pills of martial arts are so cheap here." Lan Chang'an sighed inwardly.

There were also materials such as talisman paper and vermillion sand for sale at the trade fair.

To be on the safe side, Lan Chang'an didn't purchase any here. After all, he could buy them at the Mu family, where the quality of talisman paper was better in the hands of Mu Xiuyun.

...

The trade fair concluded.

With speed that exceeded the speed of an usual early Qi-Refining stage, Lan Chang'an quickly withdrew from the scene and disappeared into the mountains and forests. Some cultivators who were interested in him hadn't even had time to react.

"This kid can get his hands on a supply of middle-grade talismans, he must have some background, right?"

The tall and thin man surnamed Xu, one of the organisers, stroked his chin and looked in the direction Lan Chang'an had disappeared.

Although curious, he was not so curious as to strike out for that little value.

Suddenly, Xu, along with a few others, caught sight of a streak of purple smoke, swiftly flying through the night, heading straight towards Lan Chang'an's direction.

"Huh! Purple Rose Fairy! She actually couldn't help herself?"

A few people including the tall and thin man showed surprise on their faces.

Among them, the Purple Rose Fairy had a relatively clean record, rarely making moves. But whenever she did, her gains were not insignificant, showing her accurate judgment.

...

"Hmph! If that person had a background, he wouldn't come to a place like this for transactions. Being this cautious, and running away so quickly..."

In the mountain forest, the beautiful and tall woman in purple showed a hint of cunning and coldness on her radiant and flawless face.

Phew!

A Wind Travel Talisman was activated, and the Purple Rose Fairy's speed surpassed that of an ordinary cultivator at the Qi-Refining middle-stage, gradually closing in on Lan Chang'an.

As she approached a nearby mountain ravine.

Lan Chang'an's figure suddenly disappeared, as if swallowed by the darkness of night.

"Where is he? He definitely hasn't gone far!"

Stopping near the mountain ravine, the Purple Rose Fairy's expression turned wary.

"Kid! There's no need to hide, I know you're nearby."

She summoned a white square handkerchief, with white light flickering, forming a cloud-like layer several meters wide in front of her.

She secretly wondered, how could that person be so skilled at concealing his aura?

"The night is dark and the wind is high. Is the lady who is chasing so closely intending to discuss matters of love?" The fluttering man's voice echoed in her ears.

The Purple Rose Fairy's heart trembled as the sound of the wind roared.

Suddenly, her back felt cold.

Not good! The Purple Rose Fairy instinctively controlled the white square handkerchief to block behind her.

Whoosh!

A terrifying frosty wind swept through, with a diameter of about four to five meters, instantly engulfing the Purple Rose Fairy.

"Frostwind Technique? Not right! Why is its power so great..."

The Purple Rose Fairy had just breathed a sigh of relief when her face and limbs were covered in frost, her expression losing colour in horror.

(End of this chapter)