Dao Companions Help Me Live Forever

Chapter 237: Moonlit Sky City, Cliffside Market

The wind howled in Yu Xian's ears.

He looked down and saw signs of life returning to the earth.

The tide of beasts had ended, and the trampled land entered a new cycle of recovery.

Some cultivators floated in mid-air, manipulating their techniques. Jagged qi blades swept across the fields, clearing away weeds and tilling the land.

They then dropped seeds and summoned wind and rain to nourish the spiritual fields. Green sprouts emerged from the ridges.

Some cultivators stood on the official road, chanting incantations. The ground beneath their feet trembled, and the cracked road slowly healed, while the potholes became smooth.

Other cultivators flew over the wide riverbanks, pulling heavy chains to repair broken bridges.

Some chased after solitary demonic beasts into the mountains, startling flocks of birds.

Building bridges, repairing roads, planting trees, hunting wild demons, and cultivating fertile fields...

What would take ordinary people a long time to accomplish could be easily done by cultivators with a few spiritual techniques.

Without any official supervision, passing cultivators would repair the scars on the land.

Of course, the farmers were urged by their landlords to quickly turn over the fields, or else the next year's harvest would be affected.

Most of the people repairing bridges and roads were hired by passing merchant caravans.

To become wealthy, one must first build roads. It was convenient for both oneself and others to repair them while passing by.

The hunting of demonic beasts was driven by profit. The fur, bones, and meat of these beasts were valuable.

All these seemingly good deeds were motivated by self-interest.

However, even the ordinary people at the bottom and the low-level cultivators who couldn't even perform offensive spiritual techniques still benefited.

Those who had fled their homes due to the beast tide and were now returning home would be spared from many troubles.

After all, not everyone could fly.

Of course, there were also instances of bandits attacking cultivators on the road, leaving their bodies exposed in the wilderness. The vegetation along the road grew particularly lush.

Whenever Yu Xian encountered such situations, he would casually flick a spell to bring about a good cycle of the Heavenly Dao.

By the time the group of people knelt down to thank him and called him "senior immortal," he had already floated away.

He didn't consider himself a good person and didn't want to save anyone.

Killing was only because the appearance of these bandits disturbed his peaceful journey.

As for what would happen to the people he saved after he left, whether they would encounter bandits again or be killed by passing demonic beasts, it was no longer his concern.

The flying boat he was riding on was not a high-end product and had a relatively slow speed with a large group of people on board.

But after swaying for half a month, a giant mountain peak hanging upside down in the sky came into view.

The mountain peak was wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, resembling an inverted cone.

The only point of contact between the entire mountain peak and the earth was a tiny spot that seemed precarious and could be blown down by a gust of wind.

However, if someone approached and took a closer look, they would discover that the contact area of just that one point covered an area of over ten square kilometers.

Above was a wide and flat platform, covering tens of thousands of square kilometers. On this platform stood a city.

And this city was the ruler of this land - Moonlit Sky City.

"I heard that this city can fly. It is a true sky city, which is why it is called the Sky City."

"I never thought that one day, I would have the opportunity to enter this sky city," said Qiu, the physician, as he looked at Moonlit Sky City through the window, gripping his goatee tightly with one hand, his face full of astonishment.

As he spoke, the corner of his eye subtly glanced at Yu Xian.

Although he lived a confined life, he couldn't deny that he had seen many different sights with President Bai.

Yu Xian smiled faintly, "Qiu, the rooms in the city have been prepared. You and You Rong, as well as Fellow Daoist Wu, will live there for some time."

"Of course, the old rules still apply. Ten years left out of the twenty."

Qiu's mood instantly turned sour, and he couldn't help but provoke, "I'm afraid that when the time comes, President Bai won't be willing to let me go."

He didn't believe that he had received so many benefits and that he could really repay them by refining pills for twenty years.

Yu Xian replied, "I'm afraid that when the time comes, Qiu won't be willing to leave, You Rong."

You Rong quickly responded, "President, I'm here."

Yu Xian said, "Take care of your father. Your task in the coming days will be very important."

Qiu Yourong firmly said, "Please rest assured, President. I will definitely complete the mission. And..."

She carefully glanced at the other women around Yu Xian and said earnestly,

"No matter whether my father leaves or not, Yourong will always follow the President."

Yu Xian seemed to have not caught the implied meaning in Qiu Yourong's words and just smiled.

"That won't do. I won't be the one to break up the father-daughter relationship."

As he said that, he held the hand of the little girl, Yulan, next to him and turned to Zhao Shiwen.

"Shiwen, you are half a landlord. I'll trouble you with the next task."

The affairs of Mingyue Tiancheng are all under the responsibility of Zhao Shiwen.

After all, Yu Xian didn't plan to run to Mingyue Tiancheng in the first place.

He just had the idea of buying a house in a big city, and asked Zhao Shiwen to buy some land in Mingyue Tiancheng.

It's not expensive, just over a million spirit stones.

Zhao Shiwen nodded and took control of the flying boat, while introducing,

"Mingyue Tiancheng, one of the eight great heavenly cities in the Xuan Yang realm, ruled by the True Lord of September. The city is divided into nineteen roads, like a chessboard, with three hundred and sixty-one nodes.

Each node has a cave dwelling, and each cave dwelling requires a population of less than a thousand.

But according to incomplete statistics, the population of Mingyue Tiancheng is less than one hundred thousand.

Most people live in the guard city next to the heavenly city.

Mingyue Tiancheng has four major guard cities in the east, south, west, and north, each with a permanent population of over one million. Their purpose is to serve the cultivators in the heavenly city.

The place we are going to next is the south city."

Under Zhao Shiwen's control, the flying boat smoothly approached the inverted mountain peak.

The closer they got, the more they could see countless flying boats of various styles coming in and out of the platform on the mountain peak, like diligent ants, transporting supplies needed by the city.

The Sky City, it sounds very powerful.

But with so many people living on it, the daily necessities are astronomical, and the supply from the platform itself is naturally far from enough.

Moreover, most places with abundant spiritual energy are private territories of high-level cultivators, used to cultivate spiritual medicine and develop high-level spiritual fields, which are private supplies.

Others don't even have the qualifications to take a look.

Zhao Shiwen had brought a caravan from Youjian Trading Company here a few times before and opened a small reception point in the south city.

Now she was familiar with the place.

Of course, the channels of Youjian Trading Company couldn't be used at this time, but Zhao Shiwen had long been prepared.

"These are identity tokens prepared in advance for everyone. If someone inspects you after entering the city, just show them the token. In general, no one will investigate further."

Zhao Shiwen distributed the pre-arranged identity tokens to everyone, and they successfully passed through the city gate guards and entered the city.

"Wu Dan Shi, your and Qiu Shi's rooms are here. This is the deed."

In front of a small courtyard, Zhao Shiwen explained to Wu Dan Shi and the others, and the group began to separate.

This way, Yu Xian and the others knew where Wu Dan Shi lived.

But Wu Dan Shi and the others didn't know where Yu Xian and the others lived, just in case.

Finally.

Yu Xian and the others moved into a large courtyard with three entrances and three exits, marking the end of their escape.

The next two months.

Yu Xian enjoyed the benefits of practicing in the area with a fourth-grade spiritual vein.

It was indeed extraordinary. Even in the peripheral area, it was not much different from the third-grade top-quality spiritual vein in Wangshu Mansion City.

But for him, it was better than nothing.

Since he started practicing, he had never planned to practice seriously. The effect of spiritual veins on him was like clouds.

His time was mainly spent playing a game of "The King is Coming to Catch Me" with his wives and concubines.

When the king is ill, only the beauty can cure him.

...

Moyafang Market, the only stronghold of the True Demon Society within the territory of Mingyue Tiancheng.

It is located five hundred miles west of Mingyue Tiancheng, on a large mountain peak called Moyafeng.

The master of the market is called Moyafang Hermit, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator with extraordinary strength.

Moyafang Market gathers people from all walks of life, and the quality of the people is mixed. It is also called a peaceful market and an evil market by well-meaning people.

Because the rule of Moyafang Market is that once you enter the market, all grudges are resolved and no one can pursue past matters.

Inside the market, there is no guilt.

Outside the market, it doesn't matter.

This is the rule set by the founder of Moyafang Market, the Moyafang Hermit.

To uphold this seemingly ridiculous rule, the Moyafang Hermit once fought against the Ninth Month True God, directly shattering the three hundred li fertile plain, which has yet to fully recover.

No one knows the final outcome of this battle, but the rule of Moyafang Market has remained.

However, the scope of this rule is limited to within the market, and it has been modified to a certain extent.

Once a cultivator is sought for revenge, they can indeed seek refuge in Moyafang Market, but they must make a solemn vow to never step out of the market for the rest of their lives.

If they step out of the market, not only will they suffer the backlash of the solemn vow, but they will also lose the protection of Moyafang Market and will never be allowed to step into the market again.

Otherwise, they will be hunted down by the market.

It is precisely because of this rule that many desperate cultivators have fled to Moyafang Market, even if they imprison themselves within it, it is considered a way out.

At the same time, the influx of external cultivators has caused an abnormal prosperity in Moyafang Market.

After all, the most abundant thing these days is people who have no way out.

And being able to join a True God's sect is a good choice for most cultivators.

Of course, Xuan Yang Sect is very good, but you have to be chosen to join.

Yu Xian, who has changed his appearance, stands at the entrance of the market, recalling the introduction of Moyafang Market.

With the sponsorship of the Great Unity Society and the Chu Mansion, he now has nearly three hundred million spirit stones, enough to refine more than two hundred External Dao Gold Cores.

But even if the External Dao Gold Cores are refined, there must be enough Foundation Building peak cultivators to consume them.

The methods of the Great Unity Society cannot be used for the time being, otherwise it will easily attract attention.

So Yu Xian thought of the True Demon Society.

There are many scum in there, and he has no psychological burden to deceive them.

What? He himself is also a demonic cultivator.

But if demonic cultivators don't deceive each other, what kind of demonic cultivators are they?

Those who cultivate demonic techniques, each and every one of them, are not innocent even if they all die.

Hmm, including himself.

So after spending several months with a group of women, Yu Xian came to Moyafang Market.

"That old guy who cultivated the demonic path before was unclear, making me think that Moyafang Market was opened by the True Demon Society.

After all, it's someone else's territory, why pretend to be someone else.

But it's also possible that the Moyafang Hermit is actually a member of the True Demon Society, but since he fought against the Ninth Month True God, he shouldn't be able to hide his cultivation technique.

If he really is a demonic cultivator, would the Ninth Month True God tolerate him like this?

Or is it that the Moyafang Hermit is simply a member of the Xuan Yang Sect, creating Moyafang Market to effectively clean up the scum.

Tsk tsk, it seems that the water here is deep, but it doesn't matter, I like to fish in troubled waters."

Yu Xian walked into Moyafang Market, rejecting the introductions of several tour guides, and walked along the streets of the market until he arrived at a shop called Zhengqi Fang.

There was a sign outside the shop with a mark similar to a plum blossom.

According to the old demon of the demonic path, this is the True Demon Society's external contact point in Moyafang Market.

With the idea of being bold and daring, Yu Xian walked in.

"What does the guest want to see?"

A sunny young man greeted him with a smile.

Yu Xian didn't speak, but walked to the counter and picked up the brush placed on it, quickly drawing a skull face pattern.

This thing is called the True Demon Mark, the universal mark of the True Demon Society's members.

The sunny young man's face changed, and he opened the door to the inner hall.

"Please follow me, guest."

Entering the inner hall, the sunny young man's face instantly became gloomy, and he said in a deep voice,

"Please reveal your cultivation technique, guest."

Yu Xian chuckled and a demonic aura surged from his body, filling the space with a bloody scent.

Although his own cultivation technique is not pure like demonic techniques, what appeared in front of the sunny young man now is his Blood Puppet.

A manipulation distance of three hundred li, combined with the first-grade skill of concealing all traces, is enough to make him invincible. The worst outcome would only be the destruction of the Blood Puppet and damage to the Spiritual Ascension.

The young man only sensed it slightly, as if he saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. His legs couldn't help but weaken, and his skin felt a slight tingling sensation.

Fortunately, Yu Xian's technique was withdrawn, otherwise the young man would have sunk into the sea of blood, unaware that he had turned into pus and blood.

"I apologize, but recently the Demon Hunting Squad of the Xuan Yang Sect has been investigating intensively. Several strongholds have already been eliminated."

The young man took a deep breath, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

This kind of demonic technique must have slaughtered millions of people, surpassing even the aura of his master.

"Alright, I have something I want to sell, so I plan to hold an auction. Help me notify the members of the meeting."

Yu Xian said casually.

With three hundred million spirit stones in hand that couldn't be spent, it was better to participate in someone else's auction with low-key and spend a few spirit stones.

If you want to do it, do it yourself as the organizer.

The young man wiped away his cold sweat and replied, "Senior, this may not be in accordance with the rules, and there is already an exchange meeting in the meeting, which will take place in half a month."

Yu Xian stared at the young man and grinned.

"My words are the rules. It just so happens that your exchange meeting will be replaced by my auction."

The young man's face changed.

"Senior, I can't make the decision. I'm just a peripheral member of the meeting."

"Then let the people who can make the decision do it."

Yu Xian maintained his crazy villain style and threw a jade token in front of the young man.

"Give this to someone in the meeting who is qualified to see it. I don't have time to waste with you. If you can't handle it, don't wait for the Demon Hunting Squad. I'll send you to the Blood Sea Paradise."

"Hehehe..."

After laughing, Yu Xian glanced at a certain place in the room and turned and left.

After a while, the young man came back to his senses, holding the jade token as if it were a hot potato.

Just at this moment, a hidden door in the wall opened, and a gloomy-faced old man walked out. He reached out and took the jade token from the young man's hand.

With just a slight activation, a blood snake-like power emerged. The old man's face immediately changed, and his internal power surged as he continuously suppressed the blood snake.

After a moment, the old man's aura weakened by half, and the blood-colored power in the jade token was finally sealed again.

"It really is a madman of the Blood Demon Dao, and also a true lord of the demonic path!"

The jade token contained a strand of blood demon power at the Nascent Soul stage left by Yu Xian. Even though the Blood Puppet was a weaker batch of Nascent Soul, it was still something that a Gold Core stage old man couldn't contend with.

"A true... lord?"

The young man stammered.

"Do we still have true lords in our True Demon Society?"

The old man sneered, "It must be an old monster of the demonic path who benefited from this beast tide. The beast tide is a demonic disaster.

For us demonic cultivators, although we face the threat of the Demon Hunting Squad, the benefits are also astonishing.

After each beast tide, there will inevitably be several people in the Xuan Yang Realm who ascend to become Demon Lords.

I didn't expect it to happen within the scope of the Mingyue Heavenly City this time.

Damn it! If it weren't for me being trapped in this Moyafang Market, maybe..."

His face was filled with jealousy and resentment.

Back then, he was hunted by the Demon Hunting Squad and had to take refuge in the Moyafang Market. Although he saved his life, he could never leave the market for the rest of his life.

"So, Master, what should we do?"

The young man asked cautiously.

He didn't have much difference in his impression of the righteous and demonic paths. As long as someone fed him and kept him alive, he would follow them.

The old man said bitterly, "What else can we do? Just do as he says!

But he won't be arrogant for long. Once he reaches the Nascent Soul stage, if he doesn't think about leaving and still dares to show off, does he really think the Demon Hunting Squad is just eating for free?"

He didn't know if the Demon Hunting Squad could deal with that Demon Lord if he didn't follow through, but he was definitely not going to live to see it.

The madmen of the Blood Demon Dao have no humanity!

They don't care about the rules of the Moyafang Market.

(End of this chapter)