Chapter 224. Refining the Unseen Immortal Sword (Magic Treasure)

Simultaneously occupying 4 earth veins, among which were a third-rank, superior-grade Self-Earth Vein and 2 third-rank, medium-grade earth veins, the resources controlled by the Chen Family were considered top-tier even among the Violet Mansion immortal clans.

By this calculation, on average, 1 would obtain a 5 Elements Crystal every 20 years—and this doesn’t even account for those acquired from others.

As the saying goes, wealth stirs men’s hearts. These resources would likely tempt even a Violet Mansion immortal clan, yet an ordinary Violet Mansion clan simply wouldn’t be able to protect them.

Thus, even Late Stage Purple Palace cultivators had to carefully consider before daring to act against the formidable reputation of Eldrin. Coupled with the backing of Lyra, none dared to make reckless moves.

"The 2 of us are indeed somewhat insufficient."

"But we can find help."

Eldrin nodded calmly and spoke in a measured tone.

The old clan leader’s eyes lit up, instantly grasping Eldrin’s (Person Name) intention. A faint smile touched his lips as he replied.

"That Varen (Person Name) has been your close friend for many years, and his character is beyond reproach. He is an exceptionally suitable candidate."

"Hmm..."

That very afternoon, Eldrin rode his sword beyond the Spirit Origin Mountain, soaring through the skies toward the Heavenly Crag Mountain in Yangzhou.

In just 1 day's time, he arrived at the mountain gate of Tian'e Mountain and found Varen (Person Name).

"I've come here to ask for your assistance in a certain matter."

After meeting Varen, he skipped excessive pleasantries and directly laid out his thoughts to him.

He wished to invite Varen (Person Name) to oversee the Spirit Origin Mountain in his stead, offering him an annual stipend of 5,000 spirit stones.

After hearing this, Patriarch Wei immediately shook his head and said resolutely, "Guarding Lingyuan Mountain for you is already beneficial to me. How could I possibly ask for a salary from you?"

It turned out that after Varen (Person Name) broke through to the Violet Mansion realm, the Wei family encountered an immense predicament.

Although the Wei Clan's spiritual vein, Mount Tian'e, was of the second-rank superior grade, it ultimately struggled to sustain the cultivation of a single Purple Mansion cultivator.

Now, although all the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Wei family had relocated to the other 5 spirit veins, the spiritual energy of Tian’e Mountain still caused Varen (Person Name) to progress slowly in his cultivation.

To lease a third-grade spirit pool cavern for a year would require at least 2,000 spirit stones.

Moreover, if 1 chose to forgo leasing a spirit pool cavern and instead relied directly on spirit stones to substitute for spiritual veins in cultivation, it would cost a staggering 5,000 spirit stones annually to barely suffice.

Now that a third-grade, lower-tier spiritual vein had appeared before him, Varen (Person Name) could be said to have struck it rich.

However, Eldrin still shook his head and said with unwavering resolve, "You guard the Spirit Origin Mountain to protect the interests of my Chen Family. Naturally, I cannot treat you unfairly."

"Moreover, by guarding this place, you can resolve your clan's financial deficit."

Varen fell silent. This was indeed an awkward issue—the Wei Immortal Clan could no longer afford to pay his stipend.

If guarding the Spirit Origin Mountain could resolve the stipend issue, then perhaps he could even support his clan in return, swiftly elevating the spiritual vein of Mount Tian'e to the lower third tier.

He still had just over 2 centuries of lifespan remaining, and the hope of breaking through to the Golden Core realm was nearly nonexistent. It would be better to earn some spirit stones and accumulate a foundation for his family.

At this thought, he nodded and said, "Rest assured. As long as I draw breath, I will guard this Spirit Origin Mountain for you."

"With those words of yours, I can rest assured."

With the personnel assigned to guard the Spirit Origin Mountain settled, Eldrin breathed a sigh of relief.

Rebuilding Spirit Origin Mountain, assimilating the Fire Vein of Bing, and establishing the Spirit Origin Market—the tasks ahead would be tedious, but the family elders would handle them. There was no need for Eldrin to exert any more effort.

He returned to Pingyang City with the old clan leader, stepping away from his busy endeavors.

In the grand hall of Pingyang City, a faint smile graced Eldrin's lips before he spoke.

"Although I failed to acquire the Sun Treasure Crystal (Spiritual Object) at this trade gathering, the gains were still quite satisfactory."

"Your Li Fire Spirit Liquid has been fully procured, and I’ve also acquired a Li Fire Crystal (Spiritual Object)."

The old clan leader smiled upon hearing this and accepted the Li Fire Spirit Liquid with visible delight, carefully storing it away.

He then turned to Eldrin and added as a reminder, "It will take me approximately 5 more years to achieve the Great Perfection of the third level of the Violet Mansion."

"The Cloudveil Creation Elixir can be refined a few years later. After this set of array artifacts becomes my bonded magic treasures, they will also slow my cultivation speed. I shall refine them after I break through to Purple Palace, Mid Stage (Cultivation Realm)."

Eldrin poured a cup of tea for the old clan leader and said with a smile, "Though this may keep you at the fourth layer of the Purple Mansion for another 10 years, it will hasten your breakthrough to Purple Palace, Mid Stage."

The Old Patriarch's Great White Star Beads were a set of formation artifacts. Once refined, they would likely drastically slow the Old Patriarch's cultivation progress.

He was a dual spiritual root cultivator who originally required 30 years to break through each cultivation layer. With the aid of the spirit peach, his progress accelerated threefold, allowing him to advance 1 layer every 10 years.

However, once the Great White Star Pearl was forged, Eldrin estimated that the old clan leader would require 14 or 15 years to break through a single layer of cultivation. This pace wasn't far off from Eldrin's own rate of 1 layer every 18 years.

After bidding farewell to the old clan leader, Eldrin rode his sword to the Celestial Ruins Mountain.

Upon arriving at Celestial Ruins Mountain (Location), he immediately found Lyra (Person Name) and couldn't resist asking, "That Elder Yan demon's power was so formidable—how did he actually manage to escape with his life from your grasp?"

"He does possess some talent."

Lyra nodded calmly and said, "You survived 2 strikes from my sword."

Eldrin (Person Name)：“…”

It was then that he realized by the time Lyra caught up to the Elder Demon Yan, he had already broken through to the border of the Chu Kingdom.

In her haste, she only managed to unleash 3 sword strikes. The first blade shattered the 3 demonic treasures of Elder Yan, forcing him to expend his full strength in a desperate, narrow evasion.

The second strike nearly slew Elder Yan the Demon, but he evaded death through the Blood Demon Rebirth Art.

The third sword strike was blocked by the Blood-Robed Demon, the master of the Demon Cave whose cultivation had reached the Golden Core, Late Stage. Soon after, Lyra found herself besieged by 2 Golden Core demonic cultivators. Before long, the sect leader of the Firmament Sword Sect, Zhang, arrived wielding the Firmament Sword and unleashed a devastating slash.

That Sky-Piercing Sword was a supreme treasure forged to vanquish demons. With but a single strike, it grievously wounded the Blood-Robed Ancient Fiend.

"Unfortunately, the environment within the Devil's Abyss Cave is unique. Even with my combined efforts with Sect Leader Zhang, we still couldn't breach its defenses."

Lyra spoke calmly, her tone even, yet 1 could easily imagine that a brutal battle must have erupted.

Eldrin (Person Name)'s expression darkened. After a long silence, he finally spoke: "What is the origin of this Demon Cave Abyss, that it could persist under the watchful eyes of the Ji Clan for so long?"

"There are some things I cannot tell you for now, but I can say this: in the Eastern Wastelands (Location), demonic cultivation factions like the Devil's Abyss Cave are nearly everywhere."

As she spoke, a flicker of concern flashed in her eyes, only to be concealed in an instant.

There were certain truths she was unwilling to reveal to Eldrin, for the horrifying reality behind them could potentially shatter his Dao Heart.

After all, he was merely at the Auric Palace realm. Knowing more would only bring him needless troubles.

Seeing her reluctance to speak, Eldrin changed the subject by producing the Formless Treasure Gold and the refinement method for the Unseen Immortal Sword. With a faint smile, he said,

"I shall require your assistance to master this sword."

Chapter 1 The biting mountain wind whipped through the valley, carrying with it the scent of pine and decay. A lone figure sat cross-legged upon a weathered boulder, his simple grey robes fluttering around him. This was Lin Feng, an outer sect disciple of the Verdant Cloud Sect. 1 100 years had passed since his transmigration to this world of cultivation, yet his progress had been painstakingly slow. He slowly opened his eyes, their depths reflecting a weary resilience forged over a decade of stagnation at the 3rd layer of Qi Condensation. Reaching into his worn storage pouch, he carefully counted his remaining resources. "Only 1,250 spirit stones left," he murmured, a faint sigh escaping his lips. "And barely a dozen or so Foundation Establishment Pills. At this rate, breaking through to the next realm seems but a distant dream." Suddenly, a sharp voice cut through the mountain air. "Lin Feng! Still lazing about? The alchemy pavilion requires 20-some stalks of Fresh Moon Grass by dusk. Do not disappoint Elder Zhang again." Without turning, Lin Feng recognized the speaker – Zhao Shan (Person Name), a fellow outer sect disciple who took particular delight in his struggles. "The tasks are endless, yet the rewards are meager," Lin Feng thought, his jaw tightening. "Countless disciples like me grind away, our potential withering under the weight of mundane labor and scarce resources." He rose, his movements economical and precise. As his fingers brushed against the cool metal of his father's legacy – the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) strapped to his back – a familiar, faint warmth pulsed against his spine, a constant, cryptic comfort. "Understood," Lin Feng replied, his tone neutral, betraying none of the turmoil within. He began his descent down the winding mountain path. "They see only a mediocre disciple, destined for nothing. They do not know the resolve forged in a 100 years of solitude, the patience honed by thousands of setbacks." His gaze swept across the mist-shrouded peaks of the Verdant Cloud Mountains, where magnificent palaces gleamed amidst swirling spiritual energy. "1 day," he whispered, a fire igniting in his heart that the cold wind could not extinguish, "I will grasp my own destiny. I will tread the path of immortality, and none shall look down upon me again." The promise hung in the thin, high-altitude air, a silent vow made to the heavens themselves.