Mortal Alchemy

In an elegant private room, the two sat facing each other.

Zhou Ying began, "I wonder what kind of transaction Fellow Daoist Chen wishes to discuss this time?"

Chen Ping asked, "I wonder if the Guo family has any channels to purchase second-order magical artifacts?"

Zhou Ying's delicate body trembled, her beautiful eyes widening, "Fellow Daoist Chen, you…"

Chen Ping chuckled, "I have not yet entered the Foundation Establishment stage, but seeking opportunities outside is quite dangerous. I wish to purchase a second-order sword."

Zhou Ying placed a hand on her ample chest, relieved, and said with a smile:

"A second-order sword? Fellow Daoist Chen's wealth is quite substantial."

"A second-order sword costs at least five thousand spirit stones. This concubine can help Fellow Daoist inquire."

A Qi Refining cultivator needing a second-order sword? This Fellow Daoist Chen always brings her surprises.

Chen Ping couldn't help but take a deep breath, "Five thousand spirit stones? Alright, then I'll have to trouble Fellow Daoist Zhou."

He only had a little over three thousand spirit stones on him right now. It seemed he needed to refine more Body Tempering Pills.

This second-order magic sword was truly expensive.

He used his Qi Observation Art to scan Zhou Ying, and her cultivation had already reached the twelfth level of Qi Refining. This woman's cultivation was progressing quickly.

It seemed she would be attempting Foundation Establishment in the next year or two.

Zhou Ying said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, the demon tide in the Eastern Wasteland Market should not completely end for another year. Currently, the Guo family has already sent people to the Eastern Wasteland Market to help you inquire about second-order demon cores."

Chen Ping nodded and cupped his fist, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Zhou."

Zhou Ying covered her mouth and giggled, "Mutual benefit and reciprocity with Fellow Daoist is only right."

The two exchanged pleasantries again, chatting about some matters of the Eastern Xuan Sect.

This allowed Chen Ping to better understand the power divisions in the Eastern Domain's cultivation world.

The Eastern Domain's cultivation world power registry is updated once every five hundred years.

The previous few hundred years recorded the Four Sects and Sixteen Clans. Now, after several hundred years, some Golden Core and Nascent Soul families have emerged.

The number of large immortal clans has exceeded a hundred, and the number of small Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining families is countless.

In about another hundred years, the registry will be updated again.

At that time, who knows how many will be listed, and how many immortal clans will perish.

This made Chen Ping sigh, the Guo family's news channels, backed by the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, were indeed more extensive.

Before parting, Chen Ping asked Zhou Ying to help him purchase some second-order talismans, and also quite a few first-order high-quality talismans.

Zhou Ying readily agreed.

Chen Ping summoned his newly purchased flying gourd and slowly returned to the Mu family.

Looking at the endless stretch of buildings nestled by Crescent Lake, Chen Ping couldn't help but sigh. The path to Foundation Establishment was already so difficult, how difficult would Golden Core be?

Establishing a Golden Core family could enslave thousands of cultivators.

The hierarchy in the cultivation world was too strict and closely knit.

Returning to his own cultivation ground, Chen Ping continued his monotonous daily cultivation to break through his bottleneck.

He did not seclude himself. Tempering his body required a large amount of spirit beast meat and spirit rice. In the Pill Hall, he ate his fill for free.

In the blink of an eye, another three months had passed, and no news of Mu Luofei's Foundation Establishment had arrived.

"In another four months, I will be able to enter the peak of the fourteenth level of Qi Refining, and the path of body cultivation is also about to advance to the peak of the first order."

Chen Ping calculated the time. Four months later would be about the time Xu Fengshan regained his freedom.

"It would be better to go out and look for clues about the Heavenly Spirit Fruit after Senior Brother Xu regains his freedom."

"But I don't know how Senior Sister Luofei's breakthrough is going."

Chen Ping took a deep breath, preparing to continue sitting cross-legged to refine pills and improve his cultivation.

"Knock, knock!"

A knock on the door sounded.

Chen Ping got up to open the door, and standing outside was a ghost cultivator with a cold aura and floating feet.

It was 'Yuehua', whom Chen Ping had met before. This ghost cultivator was a servant of Mu Xingling.

Chen Ping was a little surprised and flustered inside, but he said calmly on the surface:

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Yuehua!"

Yuehua's gloomy and cold voice sounded:

"Chen Ping, the master wants you to see her."

Chen Ping's heart sank, but he said on the surface, "Please wait a moment, Miss Yuehua. Allow me to change my clothes before paying my respects to the Palace Master!"

Yuehua did not object, but said coldly to Chen Ping, "Then hurry up, the master doesn't have much time to wait for you."

"Yes, yes, yes." Chen Ping nodded, closed the door, and then turned back into the house, asking the Treasure Seeking Mink to hide his storage bag with his belongings. If someone came in, it would take the storage bag and drill out to hide.

Chen Ping had not seen Mu Xingling for several years. For her to call him over again like this, could it be that there were new clues about the Foundation Establishment spiritual object?

After entrusting his valuable belongings to the Treasure Seeking Mink, Chen Ping dared to go out.

He followed Yuehua to the Affairs Hall.

Chen Ping's steps were a little heavy. After entering the Affairs Hall, Chen Ping did not see Mu Luofei's figure.

He went straight to Mu Xingling's cultivation ground.

He did not think in the direction of Mu Luofei leaking secrets.

Although Mu Xingling and Mu Luofei were both Mu family women, the direct line and the collateral line were at odds with each other. The direct line regarded the collateral line as servants, and the collateral line could not obtain Foundation Establishment Pills.

Chen Ping arrived at Mu Xingling's cultivation ground, and his face immediately feigned fanaticism, infatuation, and greed:

"Subordinate Chen Ping, greets the Palace Master!"

"Does the Palace Master have news about the Foundation Establishment spiritual object?"

Mu Xingling was dressed in a red dress, her small face calm, as if she held great power, her body was like ice and jade, inviolable.

Like a rose in ice.

Mu Xingling's indifferent voice sounded:

"I just want you to accompany me on a trip to the market."

Chen Ping was puzzled. A trip to the market?

He wondered what Mu Xingling was up to.

Chen Ping said, "Yes, Palace Master."

Mu Xingling got up, led Chen Ping out of the Affairs Hall, summoned a white jade flying boat, and headed towards White Sand Market.

Chen Ping secretly cast a Qi Observation Art on her. This woman was still at the peak of the twelfth level of Qi Refining.

She probably took the Face Preserving Pill when she was in her twenties. Her age was about the same as his, but her appearance remained around seventeen or eighteen years old.

After entering White Sand Market, Chen Ping's heart couldn't help but jump. Could it be that Zhou Ying had leaked his identity?

Immediately, he comforted himself, White Sand Market was so big, the possibility was very small.

He saw Mu Xingling bypass the street where the Myriad Treasures Pavilion was located and take him to a street on the edge of the market, where they sold some small items used for cultivation.

Such as spirit fruit candied haws, spirit beast meat, and various spirit grass materials.

Mu Xingling sat down in a teahouse and said to Chen Ping:

"Chen Ping, go buy me some spirit food."

Chen Ping was confused, but he still responded and went downstairs.

After Chen Ping went downstairs.

Mu Xingling said, "Clan Uncle, what is this person's cultivation?"

A middle-aged male cultivator dressed in Eastern Xuan Sect disciple robes walked out and said coldly:

"This person is only at the early stage of the twelfth level of Qi Refining, but he also cultivates body refinement. His strength is still acceptable among those in the later stage of Qi Refining."

If Chen Ping knew about this, he would break out in a cold sweat. This Mu Xingling actually suspected him and found a Foundation Establishment cultivator to investigate his cultivation.