Cultivation: Starting with Farming in the Spiritual Pivot Grotto

Chapter 17 Peerless Sword Pill

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled within Li Yalingtai.

A phantom suddenly appeared, with wide sleeves that draped like clouds, a jade crown with thunder patterns binding white hair, a figure as straight as a pine tree, and starlight appearing between its brows and eyes.

"Young friend, I am an elder of the Primordial Holy Sect..."

"Go to hell with your Holy Cult! I can tell you're not human at first glance. What respectable sect would call itself the Holy Cult?"

"Go to hell with your little friend, your whole family are little friends..."

"You think I'm some kind of naive, clueless bumpkin who barges into people's rooms without knocking? You're all the same kind of person..."

Li Ya unleashed a barrage of attacks, and the illusory figure was taken aback. Just as it was about to speak, it was interrupted again.

"Do you really think I don't know what you remnant souls are up to? You're all thinking of taking over someone else's place."

The phantom's gaze toward Li Ya grew increasingly cold, its former air of otherworldly elegance vanished.

"It's been years since I've seen such a bright and insightful little fellow! Interesting, truly interesting!"

"Boy, lend me your body for a while, and I won't harm your soul. Once our great undertaking is accomplished, come back to the Holy Sect with me, and you can even become the Holy Son. What do you say?"

Li Ya shook his head: "I'm not going!"

Why?

"The title 'Holy Son' is unlucky for him!"

"Even if the Holy Church begs and cries for money, I might not even glance at it. You little brat, how ungrateful you are!"

"Ling Shu! Close the door!"

Countless tiny characters, written in the shape of birds and insects, transformed into countless long dragons as Li Ya shouted, enveloping the illusory figure.

"A trivial skill!"

Even a fragment of the soul separated from the main body possesses knowledge far beyond that of ordinary cultivators.

However, this long dragon composed of countless small characters had no trace of supernatural power, just like a magic trick. Moreover, what kind of supernatural power or secret technique could a cultivator who was only at the second level of Qi Refining have?

The long dragon of text instantly enveloped the illusory figure, and the complex information, as vast as the starry sea, began to wash away this lingering remnant.

Without any supernatural powers or magic, it passed straight through the guardian spirit's light and merged into the illusory image.

The once solid, illusory image began to sway, and its edges started to blur.

On the surface of the illusory body, countless tiny characters resembling birds and insects floated, and the illusory consciousness began to be mixed with a large amount of useless information.

"This is eating duck... what four seasons... insightful..."

Every word and action began to become chaotic.

【May you be well, fellow Daoist!】

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ling Shu!"

Even though he didn't know whether Ling Shu possessed intelligence, Li Ya still bowed respectfully.

In this world where magic manifests itself, how can we not guard against secret techniques like soul-searching and body-snatching? We have long since asked Ling Shu to deduce methods to prevent such techniques.

To think that with one's current cultivation level, one could cultivate any supernatural powers or secret techniques to contend with cultivators of that level is nothing short of a pipe dream.

The Ling Shu, however, offered a different path.

The Spiritual Pivot is essentially a collection of countless pieces of information, constantly absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, picking out useful information from the countless vital energies and spiritual breaths around it, while leaving behind countless discarded information.

However, at Li Ya's request, those useless pieces of information were used to construct countless layers of information barriers around the Lingtai.

It is nothing but a jumble of fragmented thoughts, illogical arguments, contradictory ideas, and baseless illusions.

Whether it's words, images, or whispers.

A myriad of threads intertwine in a chaotic mess, devoid of any order, structure, beginning or end, or distinction between good and evil.

When ordinary cultivators invade another person's spiritual platform, they do so by suppressing and devouring the original owner's soul, thereby taking over the spiritual platform.

Subsequently, the spiritual platform and divine soul's methods of defending against enemies mostly involve building high barriers, leaving external enemies with no way to deal with them.

With the help of the layers of turbulent currents laid out by the Spiritual Pivot, which are constantly changing and disordered, as soon as the divine thoughts of external enemies approach, they are trapped in the boundless information turbulence.

It can be said that if one tries to discern the Way, there is no trace; if one tries to find the door to one's own heart, there is no way.

Entangled and bound by layers of complexities, progress is difficult, and it's impossible to break through even the slightest layer of chaotic obstacles.

A cultivator's soul is inherently ordered, but if it is suddenly subjected to a chaotic and disordered aura, it will be unharmed if the six senses are shut down. In this case, it is just like fish on a chopping block.

His thoughts were scattered and disordered, his Daoist principles were in disarray, his mind was tangled, and his intellect was momentarily stagnant.

To break free from the turbulent current, one must receive this information. One's own Dao foundation and divine sense are then permeated by the chaotic information, plunging one into a state of confusion and disorder, causing one's soul to become disordered.

This method can only be used to deal with cultivators who are unfamiliar with the secrets of celestial calculations. If you encounter someone who is familiar with the methods, it is not difficult to decipher, but it will take more time.

Li Ya watched quietly as the illusory figure was completely polluted by the turbulent currents, constantly being separated by them, and eventually becoming countless tiny fragments, becoming part of the turbulent currents.

Once his soul returned to its place, Li Ya opened his eyes and quickly poured himself a cup of tea, the water jets scattering haphazardly.

He gripped the teacup with all his might, causing the tea to slosh around and spill out, wetting his sleeves.

After drinking this cup of tea, which had long since gone cold, my racing heart slowly returned to normal.

"We still need to be more careful in the future; who knows what kind of monstrous things might be hidden inside that Sumeru artifact!"

"Those smuggled cultivators are nothing but mules; they just wanted to bring this Five Prisons Bracelet over."

"The previous layers of space can only be considered bait, and those who can unlock the last layer of space are definitely not rogue cultivators, but at least the backbone of some sects."

"Upon reaching this final space, influenced by the remnant soul hidden on the sword pellet, he became an excellent undercover agent."

These demonic cultivators are truly skilled at fishing; they've used far too much bait.

"Chen Su Tian Du Sword Pill! This is truly a bargain. This single sword pill is worth far more than the floating bag."

Ling Shu pieced together a rough outline from the fragmented memories of the illusory figure.

Li Ya didn't know if there were any figures in this world who could be perceived simply by reciting their names. He guessed there were, but he didn't even glance at the specific details involving those figures.

"To be able to forge a righteous flying sword in a den full of demons is truly an eye-opener for me."

Sword cultivators in this world can be roughly divided into two types. The first type is those who refine the supreme sword, excel in its shape, and master the supreme sword techniques, so that nothing in the world is beyond their reach.

The second method involves cultivating the vast sword energy, allowing the energy to flourish, and then using the spiritual materials of heaven and earth to refine the flying sword into a perfectly round pill, resembling a magical treasure.

Through continuous refinement, he continuously integrates his own essence, energy, and spirit into it, and with the help of spiritual materials, he condenses supreme sword energy, the cold light of which shines across fifty continents.

They are born with sword-wielding supernatural abilities such as splitting sword light, turning swords into threads, and using sword energy to protect their bodies.

Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator would fight over this unclaimed sword pellet that has never been refined by any cultivator.

"But I cultivate the wood element, while this sword pellet is clearly of the metal element. If I were to refine it with my Azure Mist True Qi, I fear I would only defile the purity of this sword pellet."

"Moreover, metal and wood are incompatible, and forcibly refining them may backfire."

"If I were to leave this treasure aside, seeing it every day but unable to use it, I fear my inner demons would grow rampant, making it difficult for me to cultivate."

"Please help me, Spirit Pivot, how can I refine this Chensu Heavenly Capital Sword Pill with my current cultivation level, and how can I conceal it?"

[At your request, Fellow Daoist, Ling Shu will assist you in deducing the method for refining the Chen Su Tian Du Sword Pill.]

[Spiritual Energy Consumption: 551 strands of True Qi]

[Time required: Twelve two-hour periods]

[My true energy is insufficient. Fellow Daoist, would you please confirm whether we should perform the deduction in stages?]

"Can!"

By the time Li Ya returned his attention to the auction, the second round had already ended. The lights had been dimmed, and the female cultivators arranged by Qianjin Pavilion quietly entered the room in the gloom.

Those cultivators who made a fortune were identified early on and went up to the first basement floor with their chosen female cultivators. More than half of the rooms there were guest rooms, making it convenient for them to carry out their plans.

Li Ya lifted the magical barrier, and soon after, Huang Dan arrived as promised.

"Fellow Daoist Junbao, do you really not need me to find you a few beautiful female cultivators?"

"Don't mention it again!"

"Alright, the spiritual herbs you requested, fellow Daoist, are all prepared and are upstairs!"

The two left the second basement level and went directly to the ground floor. They walked slowly along the corridor toward the back of Qianjin Pavilion.

Along the way, they encountered many stewards and guards from Qianjin Pavilion, all of whom bowed respectfully, clearly indicating that Huang Dan held a very high position in Qianjin Pavilion.

Along the corridor, there were many calligraphy and paintings hanging on both sides. Although they were not rare treasures for cultivating immortality, they were still elegant, and a faint fragrance permeated the air.

Compared to the hustle and bustle below, this place seems to be in a completely different location.

Before long, after passing through layers of restrictions, the two arrived at the stone chamber at the top of the cave. The Qianjin Pavilion's architectural style resembled a square pillar connecting heaven and earth.

Only a single crystal on the ceiling of the stone chamber emitted bursts of light.

"The eighteen black dragon vines are all in the box. Apart from that, I will give the rest of the miscellaneous medicinal materials to you, fellow Daoist."

Li Ya casually opened a jade box, and a long vine as thick as a thumb appeared, its branches and leaves lush and vibrant with life.

The vine is entirely black, covered with fine, scaly skin.

It is the main ingredient for refining the Wind Gathering Pill, an elixir that aids in cultivation at the twelfth level of Qi Refining.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist!"

Li Ya didn't stand on ceremony and put the jade box, along with the medicinal herbs to remove the erysipelas, into the Ling Shu Cave.

After the payment was settled, although he was a little curious as to why Li Ya used copper coins instead of gourd coins, he knew that he would get a cut from every transaction, and being too greedy was not a good idea.

"Fellow Daoist Junbao, knowing you intend to cultivate spiritual fields, I have specially sought out some fine items. Would you please come and take a look?"

"Fellow Daoist Huang, please lead the way."

"please!"

After saying that, Huang Dan led Li Ya and continued upwards.

Upon arriving at a huge warehouse, Li Ya's intuition grew increasingly strange.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, has the entire Qianjin Pavilion been hollowed out?"

He pointed to the top of his head as he spoke.

"How did Fellow Daoist Junbao find out?" Huang Dan also found it strange. Although it wasn't some huge secret, how did he know it on his first visit here?

"The Wanbaolou in Sifang Town and our Qianjin Pavilion are owned by the same person."

"The Wanbaolou business on the ground was always lukewarm until the young master of the Grand Alliance came here. He simply rolled up his sleeves and did whatever business made money."

"After making arrangements with a few people in the Yunfu Sect, we acquired the Qianjin Pavilion and invited several cultivators at the tenth level of Qi Refining who mainly practiced earth magic to connect the two."

Li Ya touched the stone wall of the corridor and found it not damp at all. He knew that the Poyang Lake was right next to it, so it seemed that the young master had really invested a lot.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, why does your young master bother coming to this remote and impoverished place, wasting so much effort?"

It's no wonder Li Ya asked this question. Wanbaolou has branches all over the Central Continent, and the owner has a large number of wives and concubines. There are nearly a hundred so-called young masters.

Even the young master who is at the bottom of the family doesn't have to come to this small place to do business, as if he were exiled.

Recalling the opening of Wanbaolou, the entire Sifang Town was showered with gifts, and the banquet lasted for ten days.

"If I knew what the young master was thinking, I, Old Huang, wouldn't have to show my face in public and earn this hard-earned money."

In business, those at the top are no different from those at the bottom; the difference lies mainly in their access to information.

Without immense benefits, why would anyone dare to cross the river?

The two first arrived at the west side of the warehouse, where they saw several huge jade basins filled with spiritual soil of different colors.

Some were completely black, some were pale gold, and some were pale green...

The spiritual soil in the jade basin is of fine texture and quality far surpasses that of the spiritual soil in the medicinal herb fields behind the mountain.

"Fellow Daoist, please look, this is the spiritual soil that my gambling den has acquired."

"All of these are purchased from Baicaogu, and are of superior quality."