Eternal Life by Daily Divination

Li Chang’an inwardly rejoiced that he had received guidance from a renowned master.

The reason the Alchemy Dao was regarded by countless people as the foremost of the Hundred Skills of Cultivation Immortality was not only because the profits of Elixir Pills were extremely high, but also because the path itself was incredibly difficult.

Many wished to become Pill Masters but struggled to even cross the threshold, forcing them to switch to other skills.

”A Tier Four Alchemist is already considered a top-tier figure in the Alchemy Dao of the Cultivation Immortality Realm, but I must not become arrogant. There is always a higher mountain,” Li Chang’an warned himself.

He was not entirely satisfied with his Tier Four Low Grade Alchemy Skill.

The Nascent Soul Pill was a Tier Four Middle Grade Elixir. With his current skill, he could not refine it yet. In the future, he would either have to ask someone else to refine it or find a way to obtain a higher-level Alchemy Dao legacy.

However, the most pressing matter at hand was gathering the materials needed for the other two Nascent Soul Slaying Treasures.

”I’m still missing the ’Netherworld Silk’ to refine the Trapped Soul Net,” Li Chang’an thought, his profound gaze turning toward the north. ”This item is also a Demonic Treasure, and the Righteous Sects don’t seem to have it. Will I really have to go to the Northern Domain and kill some Demon Sect higher-ups?”

Right at this moment, the Communication Treasure in his Storage Pouch grew slightly warm. Li Chang’an projected his Divine Sense into it and soon heard Luo Qiantong’s voice.

”Uncle Li, after making some inquiries, I’ve learned that Yuan Country’s Cyan Dragon Sect has the Netherworld Silk you need.”

”Oh? Tell me more.”

”Yes!” Luo Qiantong’s tone was steady as he relayed everything in detail.

Cyan Dragon True Monarch’s Dao Companion, Jinling Master, was fond of cultivating various Spiritual Silkworms. Among them was a type of silkworm called the ”Netherworld Silkworm.” The silk threads it spun were precisely the Netherworld Silk that Li Chang’an needed.

In other words, Li Chang’an didn’t need to head to the Northern Domain to target the Demonic factions. He still had a chance to obtain the Netherworld Silk right within the Righteous Sects.

However, Jinling Master rarely traded her silk to outsiders. According to the information Luo Qiantong had gathered, she would occasionally trade other types of silk, but she had never once traded the Netherworld Silk.

”Uncle Li, the Netherworld Silk is a Demonic Treasure. I’m afraid Jinling Master won’t trade it with you. I’ll continue gathering other leads for you.”

”Alright, I understand.”

Li Chang’an severed the connection with Luo Qiantong and then took out a Dragon-shaped Jade Pendant. This Jade Pendant was the Communication Treasure between him and Zhuo Wanshuang.

Zhuo Wanshuang’s mother was none other than Jinling Master.

”Daoist Zhuo, I wish to obtain a portion of Netherworld Silk. I wonder if you have a way?” Li Chang’an asked, holding the Jade Pendant and quietly waiting for Zhuo Wanshuang’s response.

Speaking of which, Zhuo Wanshuang still owed him a favor. Back then, he had helped Zhuo Wanshuang hunt down the Little Cyan Dragon and secured its two eyeballs for her. However, Zhuo Wanshuang had failed to help him obtain a Tier Four Body Refining Technique.

Soon, Zhuo Wanshuang’s response rang out.

”Daoist Li, my mother, Jinling Master, has Netherworld Silk. However, she never trades this type of silk to outsiders, unless you can find a ’Meng Luo Leaf.’”

”Meng Luo Leaf?” Li Chang’an frowned slightly.

He considered himself quite experienced and knowledgeable, yet he had never heard of such a thing.

Zhuo Wanshuang’s voice rang out again. ”Daoist Li, this matter concerns Fu Sheng True Monarch, the one who slumbers in a three-hundred-year dream. Could you come to the Cyan Dragon Sect? I will explain it to you in detail.”

”Alright!”

Li Chang’an immediately cut the connection. Harnessing his Fake Soul power, he rushed toward the Cyan Dragon Sect at top speed.

A mere half-day later.

He arrived at the Cyan Dragon Sect’s mountain gate.

The situation at the Cyan Dragon Sect remained exactly as he had seen it last time. There were still four mountain peaks, three of which saw a constant stream of disciples coming and going. Only the final peak—Fu Sheng True Monarch’s Fu Sheng Peak—remained eternally tranquil and peaceful, shrouded in thick clouds and mist that obscured it from view.

”Zhuo Wanshuang said the Meng Luo Leaf concerns Fu Sheng True Monarch,” Li Chang’an pondered inwardly. ”Could it be that, forced by the pressure from the Demonic factions, the Cyan Dragon Sect is planning to awaken him?”

He entered the mountain gate and soon arrived outside Zhuo Wanshuang’s Daoist sanctum to pay a visit.

”Daoist Li, you arrived so quickly,” Zhuo Wanshuang said, somewhat surprised.

From the Southern Domain of Zhao Country to the Cyan Dragon Sect, an ordinary Golden Core Cultivator would take over ten days even at top speed.

Li Chang’an explained, ”I just happened to be traveling nearby for experience.”

”I see. Please, come in and have a seat, Daoist Li.” Zhuo Wanshuang didn’t suspect a thing and invited Li Chang’an into her courtyard.

Chi Qingxuan and Chi Qingwu were also present.

After exchanging simple pleasantries, Li Chang’an asked, ”Daoist Zhuo, what exactly is this Meng Luo Leaf? Why have I never heard of it?”

”Daoist Li, the Meng Luo Leaf is an exceedingly rare Spirit Plant,” Zhuo Wanshuang replied, her voice smooth as she patiently explained it to him.

The Meng Luo Leaf was a Tier Four Low Grade plant, and it could be used to feed a type of Tier Four Spiritual Silkworm known as the ”Dream Soul Silkworm.” As long as the silkworm consumed a single Meng Luo Leaf, it would awaken the ”Dream-Entering” talent.

Hearing this, Li Chang’an immediately understood Jinling Master’s goal. By utilizing this Dream-Entering talent, one could enter the three-hundred-year dream that Fu Sheng True Monarch had woven for himself and thoroughly awaken him.

”Daoist Zhuo, the Cyan Dragon Sect boasts a legacy spanning ten thousand years and profound foundations. Do you mean to say you don’t even have a single Meng Luo Leaf?”

”We don’t,” Zhuo Wanshuang said, informing Li Chang’an that this item was rare even in Ancient Times.

According to Ancient Texts, among the Nine Ancient Major Sects, only the Pill Cauldron Sect and the Ancient Wood Sect cultivated Meng Luo Leaves. In the Cultivation Immortality Realm today, the Spirit Seeds and cultivation methods for this Spirit Plant had long been lost.

”Something that no longer exists in today’s Cultivation Immortality Realm...” Li Chang’an shook his head slightly, abandoning the idea.

Although Netherworld Silk was precious, the Demonic factions still had some. As long as he explored other avenues, he would eventually obtain it. He didn’t want to waste his time on something extinct like the Meng Luo Leaf.

Zhuo Wanshuang suddenly said, ”Daoist Li, the Meng Luo Leaf is not entirely extinct. Otherwise, why would I have asked you to rush over here?”

”Oh? Please explain in detail, Daoist Zhuo,” Li Chang’an said, reviving his earlier hope and inquiring respectfully.

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Meanwhile.

Inside the Imperial Palace of the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty.

Qi Yunjin sat cross-legged and swallowed a Nine Revolutions Fire Scale Pill. Immediately, her entire body was wreathed in flames. She swiftly circulated her Cultivation Technique, using the pill to assist her cultivation.

A moment later, her delicate brows furrowed. She opened her eyes, a flash of confusion passing through her gaze.

”This isn’t right. Why does the Magical Power in my Meridians feel stagnant?” she thought.