Cultivating Immortality Begins with Rejuvenation

In any society, resources will eventually be concentrated in the hands of a few, the only difference being the category and proportion of this minority.

This is even more true in the cultivation world where resources are king.

None of the Eight Great Families in the Wasteland don't want to dominate it, monopolize resources to the greatest extent, and then make their families stronger.

The reason they have been able to maintain superficial peace for so many years is only because of mutual checks and balances, mutual vigilance, and no one has the strength to fight against seven families alone.

Now, the Zheng family has four Foundation Establishment cultivators, making them the strongest. Moreover, the resources within the family were already under great pressure to support four Foundation Establishment cultivators, so they can only release pressure to the outside.

Before Zheng Tianxiang's potential for Core Formation was terminated, Li Ji'an originally expected that the weakest family might take the initiative to turn to the Zheng family, hoping to gain merit from following the dragon.

However, Li Ji'an did not expect Zheng Tianxiang to suffer that tribulation.

He had reason to believe that this was most likely done by the other seven great families.

And it must have been done by the top few families who absolutely did not want to serve the Zheng family as their leader.

Even if Yan Zongsheng was not the leader, he must have been an active participant.

"It's all the same!" Thinking of this, Li Ji'an shook his head secretly.

He felt bored when he coldly watched the Yunwang Mansion and the emperor's battle of wits and courage for power and status in the Xianci Dynasty.

At that time, he was thinking about the ethereal immortal energy of the Immortal World, untouched by the mortal world.

But, it's all the same.

It was also because of this that he didn't have much hope for entering the Biyun Sect in this life.

The entire Cangyun Prefecture, the Biyun Sect monopolizes a large number of resources.

With resources, countless talents can be attracted.

His near-high-grade spiritual root is considered a leader in the Wasteland, but in the eyes of the Biyun Sect, it is only just over the threshold.

His greatest hope lies in his temperament and comprehension.

Four months later, looking at a majestic city shrouded in golden light, even though Zhao Shuyao had described it to him many times in his previous life, he still felt shocked!

Its scale is ten times larger than the Wasteland market.

The runes that appear and disappear on the city's protective array exude a pressure no less than that of Yan Qingwan's Foundation Establishment stage.

According to Zhao Shuyao's introduction back then, this immortal city is the downstream spiritual vein area of the Biyun Sect's core third-order middle-grade spiritual vein. Because it is still hundreds of miles away from the sect, and the spiritual vein here is relatively scattered, the most concentrated place is quasi-third-order, but the scale is too small, so it was built into the largest commercial city in Cangyun Prefecture, and it is also a pillar industry of the Biyun Sect.

"Fan'er, let's wait quietly in this immortal city for now. There are still two months before the Biyun Sect's annual assessment trial. You can experience this real immortal city in advance." Yan Qingwan landed the flying boat outside the immortal city.

"I'll leave it all to Auntie!" Li Ji'an had no objections. He had been in the cultivation world for forty-six years, but he had not really understood this world yet. He needed to increase his knowledge and broaden his horizons, which are the foundation for his future plans.

Yan Qingwan nodded, restrained her aura, suppressed it to the late stage of Qi training, and then put on a veiled hat to cover her face, and then took Li Ji'an into the immortal city.

Seeing her smooth operation, Li Ji'an nodded secretly. She is indeed a cultivator who has been taught by the clan academy.

Compared to the United Market, Jinhuang Immortal City does not charge an entry fee, but it needs to register its name and imprint its magic aura.

The outer city is mainly for commercial exchanges, and the inner city is mainly for dojos and caves.

Yan Qingwan took Li Ji'an to a large inn in the outer city, which was hundreds of feet long and covered hundreds of acres.

In addition to the six-story majestic stone wall rooms, the hall is even more magnificent, and can accommodate hundreds of people at the same time.

Inside, there is singing and dancing, and winding streams.

"Listen more, watch more, say less, do less." Yan Qingwan found a corner seat and sat down, teaching Li Ji'an some precautions and taboos when going out.

Li Ji'an nodded frequently, but his mind had already been immersed in the hustle and bustle of the hall.

"It's miserable, it's really miserable. Who would have thought that it was another strange secret realm? The Wang family's Foundation Establishment elder didn't even have a trace of resistance under that 'weird' hand. I don't know if he was a real person-level power before his death, or if a god's thought merged into the weird rules."

"It is said that a peerless genius is about to be born in the Sword Sect of Daoyuan Prefecture. The heavenly spiritual root is the bottom line, and some people even speculate whether it will be a congenital Gengjin spiritual body!"

"The Wuji Secret Realm in Tianyuan Prefecture will be opened again in twenty years. It's a pity that this kind of secret realm, which is purely for ancient sects to distribute benefits to their disciples and test their luck, can only be entered once in a lifetime, and the memory will be erased. Otherwise, with just a few people's experience, you can know which location has first-class opportunities and Core Formation spiritual objects."

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In his previous life, the Yan family's reports mostly only had information about Cangyun Prefecture, and he had no chance to read them again after the Dan shop reopened.

At this moment, this hall is like a natural forum, summarizing the strange and bizarre news of this world, quickly enriching Li Ji'an's database.

"May I ask, is it Senior Yan from the Wasteland?" Just as Li Ji'an was listening intently, three figures came to their table, and the leader asked.

Li Ji'an suddenly looked up.

Looking at Zhao Shuyao's familiar face, which was much older, Li Ji'an was in a daze for a while.

And when he looked up, Zhao Shuyao's eyes also fell on his face.

A look of surprise flashed in her eyes as well.

"Similar, too similar!"

Li Ji'an had already met Zhao Shuyao when he was eight years old in his previous life, so he naturally remembered his appearance in his previous life.

Fortunately, in this life, after being nourished by spiritual energy, Li Ji'an's appearance and figure have changed a lot compared to his peers in his previous life.

Moreover, Zhao Shuyao did not cultivate magic power, her spirit was weak, and her memory was not that strong.

"Are you... Xiaofan? Are your parents okay?" Zhao Shuyao couldn't help but ask.

Li Ji'an did not reply immediately, but looked at Yan Qingwan.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Yan Qingwan's voice was gentle, but with a questioning tone.

Zhao Shuyao slowly cupped her hands: "Senior Yan, please forgive me. I was a little abrupt after seeing an old friend. Junior Zhao Shuyao, an old friend of Li Chang'an."

"You are Zhao Shuyao?" Yan Qingwan heard the words, slowly raised her head, and stared at Zhao Shuyao through the veil.

After returning to the clan after Foundation Establishment, she had questioned Zhang Tiezhu after learning about Li Ji'an's departure from the clan, and finally learned about Zhao Shuyao.

At first, she even thought that the sweetheart Li Ji'an mentioned was Zhao Shuyao, and once wanted to come here to find Li Ji'an, but Zhang Tiezhu told her that she did not come to find Zhao Shuyao, so she gave up.

However, there has always been a thought in her mind, wanting to see what kind of sacred being Zhao Shuyao is.

At this moment, she sighed secretly at first sight.

Yan Qingwan slowly took off her hat, revealing her true face.

Zhao Shuyao's eyes fell on Yan Qingwan's face, and she immediately felt relieved.

Too beautiful!

She has seen countless fairies in Jinhuang Immortal City for more than forty years, and Yan Qingwan can also rank in the top ten.

"Please, Miss Zhao, please, two fellow Taoists." After regaining her senses, Yan Qingwan noticed that the two people behind Zhao Shuyao were both Foundation Establishment Taoists, and immediately did not dare to be arrogant and invited them to sit down.

Tong Yaoyao pretended to step forward to help Zhao Shuyao sit next to Li Ji'an, and then bowed to Yan Qingwan: "Greetings, fellow Taoist, we are the traveling merchants of Jiuding Chamber of Commerce, Tong Yaoyao, Shi Bo."

"I am honored, Fellow Taoist Tong, Fellow Taoist Shi." Yan Qingwan was courteous, and she also had the intention to make friends with Tong Yaoyao.

The biggest problem of the Eight Great Families in the Wasteland is that they have no background or foundation, and all their foundations are built by their ancestors risking their lives.

Therefore, their business is limited to the Wasteland area.

The Jiuding Chamber of Commerce can travel the world, and its strength should not be underestimated. Once a cooperation is reached with it, the Yan family's income will be greatly increased.

Even more, if a strategic cooperation can be reached with it, the Yan family's position among the Eight Great Families in the Wasteland will be greatly improved.

In recent years, not only their Yan family, but almost all the Wasteland families are actively looking for backers and support.

Just like the Zheng family once publicly broke off the engagement in order to get in touch with the Liu family of formation.

"Xiaofan, I am... I am your Aunt Yao, are your parents okay?" While Yan Qingwan was making friends with Tong Yaoyao, Zhao Shuyao carefully looked at Li Ji'an's slightly immature face, as if she had returned to the time when she first met Li Chang'an in the Xianci Dynasty more than sixty years ago, her voice trembling slightly.