Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms - Chapter 140

Chapter 140: The Sixth Immortal Vein

It rained for an entire day.

The diffusion of the Spirit Marrow would grant some aptitude for cultivation, but it would also bring about some inexplicable changes as well.

For instance, there were those who had been bedridden for years, only to be cured when exposed to the rain. There was also an old tree that had withered to death decades ago, but it began sprouting after the rain.

While Fang Chen was astral projecting, he heard Jade Fairy murmuring while looking at the sky, “How interesting. Why would the sky suddenly darken in the middle of the day?”

Upon hearing that, Fang Chen quickly returned to his body and pulled Jade Fairy out of the room to soak the rainwater. This perplexed Jade Fairy.

“Is the sky still dark?” Fang Chen asked.

“It is.” Jade Fairy nodded.

“Do you see anything else other than that?” Fang Chen asked.

“Hmm… The stars look exceptionally bright today,” Jade Fairy remarked.

Stars? Fang Chen fell into deep thought.

This development threw his plans into disarray. That Liu cultivator said that renowned sects would send their elders into Great Xia to take in disciples. He didn’t know whether it was a good thing or not if the Blood Spirit Cult’s Foundation Establishment cultivator arrived now.

“Let’s return to the Fang Manor,” Fang Chen said.

In the Fang Manor, Li Daoye stood under the rain in a daze. He saw Fang Chen and Jade Fairy walking over, both basked under the rain as well, and he remarked with a frown, “How intriguing. I sense something amiss about this rain, but I can’t put my finger on it.”

“It’s a spirit rain invoked by the diffusion of a Spirit Marrow,” Fang Chen replied.

Spirit Marrow? What’s that? Li Daoye was confused. Clearly, he was not privy to knowledge about the Spirit Marrow.

“This is good news for you. A large group of cultivators may soon arrive at Great Xia. You need to be prepared. There could be cultivators from your Eight Trigrams Sect too,” Fang Chen said.

Li Daoye anxiously enquired more details about the matter, so Fang Chen told him about the background of the Spirit Marrow. He was overjoyed to hear about that.

“Does that mean that my aptitude will rise because of this rain too? Hahaha! Young master Fang, it was the right decision for me to stay in Great Xia’s capital! Your Great Xia is indeed impressive to nurture a treasure of such caliber! I bet there used to be cultivators here in the distant past!”

Li Daoye looked at the rain once more and remarked, “This phenomenon will catch the attention of stronger experts as well. Sects stronger than the South Heaven Sect might be drawn here. The Blood Spirit Cult wouldn’t dare to make a reckless move with so much attention on here.”

“I don’t know if that’s a good thing. If the Blood Spirit Cult doesn’t make a move, we won’t be able to tell friend from foe.” Fang Chen sighed.

“It’d be good if this scares him away,” Li Daoye said gleefully. “Think about it. Many people from your Great Xia will join cultivator sects after this event, and some of these sects might be backed by Golden Core experts. The Blood Spirit Cult will have to carefully think it over before making a move. That would be better than you inviting someone over to kill him.”

“That’s true. We’ll wait and see.” Fang Chen nodded.

He had intended to impart the Purple Aura Formula to Jade Fairy, but he changed his mind. Should she catch the eye of a cultivation sect, her practicing the Purple Aura Formula might hinder her from grasping other cultivation methods. It could also cause a huge deal of trouble if the South Heaven Sect found out about it.

In the following days to come, there was a huge fuss surrounding the mystical rain. Xia Yun and his two juniors showed no inclination to leave Great Xia too. They settled down here for the time being while waiting for the cultivators from the other sects to arrive.

Fang Chen spent his time drawing talismans. When he used up his spirit materials, he switched to drawing low-grade Purple Lightning Talismans instead.

Time passed just like that.

Ten days later, after Fang Chen completed a low-grade Purple Lightning Talisman, the surrounding spirit ki suddenly surged into his body, manifesting into his sixth immortal vein.

Such a speed of cultivation couldn’t just be shrugged off as ‘fast’.

Xia Yun, despite having pursued immortality for over a hundred years now, had only reached eighth rank Ki Refinement, whereas Fang Chen was less than two months into his cultivation and was already at sixth rank Ki Refinement.

The reason behind his fast growth, however, was not due to his talent but his strong soul.

It could be possible that once his soul was no longer outstanding compared to his peers, his rate of cultivation would be much slower than them.

At the city gates, an old man leisurely strolled into the capital.

He was mostly bald except for a few strands of white hair that dangled from his sideburns down to his shoulders. His face was emaciated, and most of his teeth had already dropped out.

All of these told others that he was reaching the end of his lifespan; he had a foot in the grave. The civilians carefully walked around him, worried that they would bump into him.

“Grandpa, your leg is not doing well. Let me support you.” A seven-year-old child walked over and supported the old man.

“Good boy.” The old man smiled toothily at the child, his eyes brimming with benevolence.

“Grandpa, where are you going?” the child asked.

“I don’t know. I’m taking a look around,” the old man replied with a smile.

He was about to say more when he suddenly turned around and looked back at the city gates. His swift movement was at odds with his sickly demeanor, but the child didn’t notice it.

The nearby civilians were shocked to see all kinds of peculiar individuals entering the city, and some had inexplicably ethereal dispositions that suggested that they were of lofty standing.

“I never thought such a place could breed a Spirit Marrow. What a pity.”

“Nothing to pity. The likes of you and I can’t hope to monopolize a Spirit Marrow. It’s good that it nourished this place too. We might be able to find a couple of outstanding disciples for our sect.”

“I’m saying this first. Daoist Crow, Immortal Aunt Firecloud, you better not steal my disciples.”

“What do you mean by steal? We’ll go by the usual rules. Our South Heaven Sect and Beast Spirit Valley shall host the event.”

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man dressed in a scholarly robe. The surrounding spirit ki flowed with his movement, a phenomenon indicating that he was a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

It was just that ordinary people or those whose souls were weaker than his couldn’t see it.

“Elder Jinnan, you have to be fair then. You monopolized all of the talented ones back then in Infernoblaze. There was hardly any left for us,” someone remarked with a frown.

Before Elder Jinnan could reply, another cold-faced woman who resembled an ordinary farm lady spoke up, “Our Beast Spirit Valley and the South Heaven Sect have always been fair. The talents shall be shared equally between the northern region and the southern region.”

“That would be great.” The crowd nodded.

Elder Jinnan suddenly chuckled. “I believe one of our disciples was from here.”

The crowd was surprised to hear that.

Just then, Xia Yun and his two juniors rushed over from a distance.

“Elder Jinnan.” The three of them respectfully greeted him.

Elder Jinnan nodded with a smile. “Were you around when the Spirit Marrow emerged?”

“Yes, we were.”

“That’s good.” Elder Jinnan nodded with a smile.

The surrounding cultivators looked at Jinnan in envy. Who could have thought three disciples from the South Heaven Sect would be here when the Spirit Marrow emerged?

They would have benefited from the spirit rain.