I Have A Cultivation World

Chapter 584: Chapter 381: Return to Divine Wood Sect_2

Deep in the distant void, an infinitesimal thread of Solar Essence dispersed, which, after being absorbed by the formless puppet upon the “Red Misty Cloud Silk”, slowly fell towards here.

Chen Mobai had already divided his mind into thoughts, entrusting them upon the formless puppet.

Ever since he deduced the method of evolving the puppet to the Golden Core Realm and refining Pure Yang Purple Qi, he has tried several times, all ending in failure.

In the previous attempts, either the Solar Essence took no notice, or it noticed but did not yield, or was influenced in the wrong direction.

After several failures, the top-grade spirit stone energy he got from the Water Mansion was about to drop below 40%. If he failed this time, he planned to give it up for now.

Fortunately, a thread of Solar Essence perfectly followed the puppet’s attraction this time. From the starry space outside, it fell towards Red Sandstone City’s poisoned land overhead.

Just as Chen Mobai was concentrating all his thoughts on the puppet, the thread of falling Solar Essence, upon contact with the outermost atmosphere of Earth, seemed to be absorbed like a water droplet falling into a vast ocean, disappearing completely under his perception.

[What is going on?]

Chen Mobai was confused. After hesitating several times, he did not call Che Yucheng to ask about this.

After all, once he brought up this matter, the top-grade Spirit Stone would definitely be revealed.

Although the teacher was very good to him, top-grade Spirit Stones were considered strategic resources in the cultivation world; even a Gold Core Cultivator would need to apply to use them.

He was indeed known as the top Foundation Establishment cultivator in the cultivation world, but the origin of the high-grade spirit stone was unexplainable.

So, thinking it over, Chen Mobai decided to keep this to himself and suspended the refinement of Pure Yang Purple Qi.

Then, with a thought, he moved with the formless puppet to the sky thousands of kilometers high, becoming a red and green swirling mist, like an exotic cloud, rapidly falling towards the ground.

When it reached the airspace above the puppet factory, a faint red light shield emerged. This was set up by Yunyang Bing. It was a large formation that had formed after a thousand seedlings were planted. Though its power had not yet fully developed, it had basic defensive capabilities.

Standing beside the Vermillion Fruit Tree, Chen Mobai waved his hand and a hole big enough for the formless puppet to pass through was opened in the protective shield covering the entire poisoned land.

Chen Mobai watched the scene of the red mist falling from the sky through the formation in awe, a sudden spark igniting in his brain.

He suddenly looked up at the sky.

He seemed to be lost in thought.

He thought of something: All the spiritual energy on the entire Earth, including the stellar lights from outside, were already suppressed and controlled by the sects. So was the Solar Essence drawn down by his formless puppet already absorbed and refined by the large formation that enveloped the whole star?”

Just like if he, the controller of the formation, doesn’t unseal it, the formless puppet would need to have the strength to break the whole formation to enter this poisoned land.

The Solar Essence that he worked hard to attract while refining Pure Yang Purple Qi within the sect territory was immediately intercepted and refined by the sect’s large formation upon its entry to Earth.

Although it was just speculation, Chen Mobai, recalling the scene of the Solar Essence falling like water into the sea, felt that this should be the case.

[I will test it out in the Eastern Wilderness to see if this is really the case.]

All the spiritual energy on Earth, whether it is underground, from the sky, or in between, was suppressed and controlled by the sect.

But Chen Mobai had another world for immortal cultivation with a sun.

But this time, before he teleported, he made a trip to the warehouse of the puppet factory.

A full one hundred thousand pieces of Rank-1 top-grade blank talismans were neatly stacked on shelves.

This was the production of the puppet factory in ten days, equivalent to the quarterly production of the Flying Talisman Parchment Factory.

With the endless supply of Red Sun Spirit Tree materials in the Divine Tree Secret Realm, Chen Mobai did not hesitate to expend spirit lightning, maximizing the efficiency of this puppet factory.

However, these talisman papers, lacking the certification of the spirit trees, would easily draw the attention of the market regulatory department if they suddenly began to circulate massively in the immortal door market.

Chen Mobai was a patient man. He first released double the usual annual production of the Puppet Factory’s talisman papers, and planned to sell the rest in the Eastern Wilderness.

He took out twelve thousand talisman papers. Upon scanning them with his divine sense, he found that most of them were top-notch rank-1 specimens. About 2% were of the intermediate grade within rank-1, but there wasn’t a single lower-grade one, also known as defect product.

Apart from his Puppet Factory equipment being brand new, it was largely due to the abundant spiritual energy of the raw material from the Red Sun Spirit Tree, which naturally resulted in a higher quality paper pulp.

When Chen Mobai was young and earning pocket money, the talisman papers he cut were defective products from the paper-making process of the Flying Sky Talisman Factory. These were usually purchased by students, and the lower-grade rank-1 talisman papers were perfectly suitable for beginners.

These defect products were also staff benefits at the Flying Sky Talisman Factory. When Wu Shangru was the boss, he used to give them directly to the employees.

Chen Mobai, carrying a storage bag filled with talisman papers, teleported to Xiao Nanshan.

“Greetings, Master.”

Before long, the three disciples who had received his message of coming out of seclusion all arrived.

“Hmm, has there been anything major happening within the sect recently?”

Standing in front of a wooden house, Chen Mobai asked about the situation with familiarity.

“Reporting to Master, there’s nothing major. But a while ago, the Sect Leader led a team to visit Golden Cliff. He seemed to want to bring you, the sect’s foremost Sword Cultivator too. However, when I mentioned you were in seclusion, he gave up on the idea.”

The one speaking was Luo Yixuan.

She represented Chen Mobai in the Sect and communicated with the other Foundation Establishment True Cultivators. Any correspondence that Chu Zuoshu sent to Xiao Nanshan on behalf of the Sect Leader, would, in Chen Mobai’s absence due to seclusion, be forwarded to her.

“Golden Cliff! What a pity. If I had a chance to exchange ideas with the Sword Cultivators of that sect, my Sword Dao would definitely have greatly improved.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Mobai couldn’t help but regret a bit.

As a Sect of the same lineage, every year the Divine Wood Sect would dispatch a group of Sword Cultivator disciples for an exchange to Golden Cliff. When Chen Mobai was still practicing Qi cultivation, he yearned for this opportunity.

However, at that time, he intended to reach the Foundation Establishment first, and also he found the Eastern Wilderness quite dangerous and didn’t want to venture out.

As a result, he kept postponing this idea year after year. It was only after he became the chief disciple, then attained the Foundation Establishment, that he finally made up his mind to venture out.

Although Chen Mobai is currently known in Eastern Wilderness as the Divine Wood Sect’s foremost Sword Cultivator and even bears the title “Second Sword of the Eastern Wilderness”, he himself knows that his Sword Dao cultivation is purely bullying people with his higher realm.

Compared with the Sword Cultivators of Golden Cliff, who improved their Sword Dao Realm through constant battles and fights, he felt a little ashamed.

When Chen Mobai now combats others, he simply uses the power of Sword Light or Sword Sha to overwhelm them. If he could make a trip to Golden Cliff, he was confident that it would certainly address the shortcomings in his technique.

“Master, there’s another matter – you are already the town guard of Jian Country this year. Theoretically, you should visit the five Fang Markets in person.”

Liu Wenbo, the eldest disciple, reminded him.

“Hmm, I came out of seclusion this time exactly because of this matter. I have already delayed it for nearly three months, and spring is almost over. If I delay it any longer, it would not be proper.”

Chen Mobai initially planned to take some time at the beginning of the year to inspect the markets. After getting acquainted with the leaders of the various Immortal Cultivation families, he had planned to hand over this responsibility to Liu Wenbo.

However, the matter of the Puppet Factory turned out to be more complicated than he expected. In addition to the Daoist Academy and the Rank-2 Talisman Maker’s examination, everything got delayed until now.

But now seemed to be the perfect time.

“Ming’er, divide these talisman papers into bundles of 12 each.”

Zhuo Ming stared blankly at the heap of high-quality talisman papers Chen Mobai pulled out of his storage bag.