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Chapter 35: Chapter 30: Spirit Farmer Gathering, the Golden Glow Reappears (Seeking More Reading)

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With the storage symbol in hand, Lin Yi extended his divine sense into it, saw the neatly stacked one hundred and fifty spirit stones inside, and chuckled that even Li Yuan Qing had a touch of OCD.

The space inside was quite small, just one square meter. It was enough for storing spirit stones for now, but to store the harvested spirit rice at home was not possible.

Looking at the spiritual energy left on this talisman template, it wouldn't support him much longer. If he used it only ten more times, he wouldn't be able to freely store and retrieve spirit stones.

Lin Yi decided to use it to store some backup talisman templates. If he ever encountered enemies in the future, he could quickly take out a large number of talisman templates, catching them off guard.

As for purchasing a storage bag, he had the desire, but his current spirit stones were far from enough. He prioritized cultivation, and since he had few valuable possessions, he didn't particularly need a storage bag.

After dinner, Lin Yi took the storage symbol and headed to Qing Yun City. Since Li Yuan Qing had already alerted him, Sinong Palace's difficulties would be confirmed in a maximum of two days. He needed to execute his plans as soon as possible.

First, he went to the talisman shop and sold the forty proficiency-level Raging Fire Talisman templates he had made during the performance at Xian Huan Pavilion, earning thirty-six lower-grade spirit stones.

He waited a short while, then, after the last customer left the shop, he promptly took out all one hundred and fifty spirit stones from his storage symbol and spent eighty spirit stones on talisman-making materials, including talisman paper, rune ink, and some special materials.

Buying from one stall to another in the small market was too time-consuming, and the news of his continuous purchase of talisman-making materials gradually spread in the local small market.

The spirit farmers who had failed to learn talisman-making had all wised up and collectively raised prices. Materials for a hundred talisman templates were now only one or two spirit stones cheaper than in the talisman shop. It was unnecessary to take extra steps for such a small difference.

After buying the materials, Lin Yi placed them in a bundle and pointed to the remaining spirit stones, saying, “Shopkeeper, can these one hundred lower-grade spirit stones be exchanged for a medium-grade spirit stone?”

“Others would have to pay extra, but since you are a loyal customer, of course, you can.” The shopkeeper of the Talisman Shop said with a smile. Generally speaking, exchanging lower-grade spirit stones for higher-grade ones would definitely cost extra, as medium-grade spirit stones were much more precious than lower-grade spirit stones.

Then, the shopkeeper took out a medium-grade spirit stone from his storage bag. It seemed the same size as the lower-grade spirit stone but was more infused with spiritual energy. The flow of spiritual energy inside it was like a liquid, which was very beautiful.

Lin Yi took the medium-grade spirit stone and held it in his hand, feeling the rich spiritual energy inside. It was almost liquefied, indicating the stone contained an overwhelming amount of spiritual energy.

Lower-grade spirit stones were basically considered currency in the Cultivation World, while medium-grade spirit stones had greater uses. They could be used for cultivation, driving formations, and refining some items with unique uses.

He carefully placed the spirit stone on him and then left the talisman shop, heading to a large store where he could buy many things: talisman templates, pills, formations, including magic artifacts, etc.

Upon entering, a shop assistant greeted him, “What would the Immortal Master like?”

“I'm just looking around.” Lin Yi waved his hand and strolled to a merchandise cabinet, looking at the objects inside which resemble medium-grade spirit stones but were engraved with mysterious symbols.

He recorded all these symbols in his mind, then wandered around for a bit before heading to the Qing Yun City Gate.

Because of a different route, he passed by the entrance of Xian Huan Pavilion this time. Although the celebration had been over for two days, its jovial atmosphere could still be felt.

Lin Yi remembered that when he escaped Fairy Song's invitation, he even earned ten experience points for the “Lowly Corner Creature.” It seemed being low-profile and cautious was the right way to go.

Returning home, he continued making talisman templates. Now that he had a means of earning spirit stones, he didn't want to waste time. A lowly corner creature wasn't one to lie down and do nothing, but to avoid trouble and cultivate diligently.

The next day, just after breakfast, suddenly, a majestic voice rang out in the sky, “All Loose Cultivator disciples of Liu Yun Sect, gather at the mountain gate immediately. Our sect's Gold Sword Zen Ren has an important announcement to make.”

Hearing this grand voice, Lin Yi couldn't help but reveal a look of joy. It was about time. Li Yuan Qing's previous reminder to keep farming for benefits implied that the entire Sinong Palace, from top to bottom, was likely to undergo a major cleansing.

“Little Lin, hurry! Let's go to the mountain gate to see what's happening.” Soon, Old Huang's knocking came from outside.

Without hesitation, Lin Yi and Old Huang headed to the Liu Yun Sect mountain gate together. On the way, they encountered many spirit farmers flocking from all directions, all moving towards the mountain gate.

Upon reaching the mountain gate, the place was already swarming with people. The stones on the mountains were full of people, ranging from young cultivators to old ones like Old Huang who were nearly buried in the ground; almost all of them could be seen.

Several Foundation Building cultivators present there were maintaining order, asking the Loose Farmers to stand in different places according to their respective spiritual field areas.

Lin Yi and Old Huang stood in the Spirit Field Area B. After a while, he saw

Zhang Yuan Cheng arrive, looking upset and no longer as invigorated as before.

Seemingly aware of everyone's gaze, Zhang Yuan Cheng spoke grimly, “Everyone, stand in order and stop looking around to show respect for Golden Core Real Person.”

Lin Yi laughed and shifted his gaze elsewhere. Regardless of whether the Spiritual Field Manager was dealt with this time or not, it mattered little.

If he was dealt with, things would be easier for Lin Yi. If not, he could smoothly carry out his plan. In any case, he wouldn't be seeing Manager Zhang anymore.

At this time, outside the mountain gate, many Loose cultivators had gathered from Qing Yun City, ready to see how the Liu Yun Sect would handle this matter. The corpses of the ten or so people killed by the elder Sinong Palace last time were still there, perfectly preserved.

A quarter of an hour later, a golden sword glow flew out from the inner sect, with the sword energy like a rainbow, extremely sharp. Behind it, several other sword glows followed.

Seeing this scene, the crowd stirred. Normally, the Golden Core Real Person was high above, unreachable to these outer sect spirit farmers. Today they finally had a chance to see his demeanor up close.

“Silence.” The Foundation Building Cultivators maintaining order at the scene spoke in a condensed voice. The noise immediately died down, and everyone's gaze was fixed on the sky.

The golden sword glow slowly descended and stopped above the mountain gate. The sword glow turned into a golden flying sword, exuding a killing intent.

Then, the other sword glows one by one flew over and revealed their figures.

However, one old man was lying on a wine gourd, standing alongside the Gold Sword Zen Ren, with a smile on his face.

The others stood behind the Gold Sword Zen Ren. Li Yuan Qing was among them, presumably all his disciples, as they looked expressionless.

Standing in the first place behind the Gold Sword Zen Ren was a middle-aged cultivator. His expression was solemn. His sharp and fierce aura, just like that of Gold Sword Zen Ren, seemed to have been molded from the same mold.

“We greet Gold Sword Zen Ren. We greet Drunken Immortal.” Led by a few Foundation Building Cultivators, the Outer-sect Spirit Farmers, including Loose Cultivators, all cupped their hands and bowed towards the sky..

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