Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"Senior Brother Zhang, you've finally arrived! You must have brought good news for your little sister!"

Su Yuanxiao, dressed in a white dress, was as graceful and elegant as a lotus emerging from the water, a playful smile gracing the corners of her lips.

The meeting place was the highest pavilion in the cave dwelling, offering a panoramic view, with dozens of miles of beautiful scenery stretching out before them, filling one with joy.

"Alas, this Thick Earth skill is rather slow, but at least it had some effect."

Zhang Yuanjing quickly took out a three-inch-tall jade box and handed it over.

Su Yuanxiao's eyes lit up as soon as she saw the size of the jade box, and her whole person seemed to perk up.

She reached out and took the jade box, gently stroking it. The sealed lid slid to the side with two crisp "pop" sounds, revealing two green sprouts inside the box, trembling slightly in the mountain breeze.

"Mm, these leaves, they really are Butterfly Blue!"

Su Yuanxiao exclaimed softly, becoming as excited as a little girl. "Hmph, let's see if Junior Sister Yuan Ling dares to laugh at me for buying a pile of junk!"

"Well, Junior Sister Su, only this remnant root survived. The other three didn't make it. Moreover, one of them had a slight problem."

Zhang Yuanjing rustled around again and took out three palm-sized jade boxes, opening them himself and placing them on the low table in front of him.

"This remnant root is all碎了!"

"Yes, yes, because there was no reaction, I tried a few more times, and it ended up like this."

"All three roots are like this? None of them can sprout?" Su Yuanxiao asked, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly in disappointment.

"The two yellow ones should be like that, completely unable to absorb earth spiritual power. However, the purple one absorbed it but didn't react either. Perhaps, perhaps my cultivation is too low."

Su Yuanxiao looked at Zhang Yuanjing's ashamed expression, lowered her head and chuckled softly, her dark eyes rolling around a few times before she finally raised her head and said in an envious tone, "Senior Brother Zhang, is your skill difficult to learn? Could you teach it to me?"

"Ah, that won't do. Oh, that's not what I meant. I mean, Junior Sister Su shouldn't learn this skill. You have extremely high talent in the Xuan Tian Heart Method. If Uncle Tianqi finds out you're distracted by the Thick Earth skill, he'll chop me with his flying sword!"

Zhang Yuanjing was startled, waving his hands in refusal.

"But I really want to know what kind of spiritual plant this purple remnant root is! Senior Brother Zhang, could you help me again!" Su Yuanxiao asked with a sweet smile, her voice soft and pleading.

"This, Junior Sister Su, I'm really powerless to help now," Zhang Yuanjing said, hanging his head and quickly refusing.

"Senior Brother, please. I've been obsessed with spiritual plants since I was little. If I can't find out what this remnant root is, I'll definitely be restless and unable to cultivate."

"This, when my cultivation improves, I'll try again."

"Senior Brother urgently needs high-grade spiritual plants to cultivate his skills. I'm willing to provide a Tiger Tail Grass to help Senior Brother improve his cultivation faster." Seeing that Zhang Yuanjing's refusal was firm, Su Yuanxiao changed her tactic and tempted him with a spiritual herb.

The Tiger Tail Grass is a fifth-grade spiritual plant, two grades higher than the newly born Nine-Leaf Yellow Dawn Grass. It is the main ingredient for refining the Beast King Pill used by Foundation Establishment stage cultivators in the middle and late stages.

This grass is not common and is quite valuable.

"Junior Sister Su, this unworthy brother cannot accept such a precious gift for no merit!"

"Senior Brother, you'll have merit when you sprout the purple remnant root in the future! Hehe!" She smiled playfully, her eyes curving like crescent moons. "Senior Brother Zhang, then it's settled!"

"How can I guarantee that..."

Zhang Yuanjing was about to explain that he only had skills below the Foundation Establishment stage, so even if the remnant root was of a high grade, he might not be able to make it sprout, but he suddenly noticed that the sound transmission jade in his storage bag was vibrating rapidly.

He was about to excuse himself to answer the jade, but Su Yuanxiao on the other side had already taken out her sound transmission jade and was listening to it.

"Senior Brother, the sect leader has summoned me urgently. I must leave first. Steward Xue will bring the Tiger Tail Grass in a moment. Senior Brother can wait here." After saying that, she summoned her flying sword, soared into the air, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Watching Su Yuanxiao leave in a hurry, Zhang Yuanjing shook his head helplessly, then thought, "When did Senior Brother Yuan Kui return?"

He picked up the sound transmission jade, and Lin Yuancang's voice came from inside: "Junior Brother Yuanjing, come to the Palm Xuan Hall for a meeting at Shen Shi Er Ke today."

He took out an hourglass and saw that there was still more than half an hour, so he was not in a hurry. He waited for the middle-aged woman, Steward Xue, to bring the Tiger Tail Grass, packed it up, and then leisurely rode his flying sword towards Zhenyi Peak.

Along the way, flying swords frequently shot up from the fifteen peaks where ordinary Foundation Establishment disciples lived, heading straight for Zhenyi Peak like cloud-piercing arrows. A few impatient ones passed Zhang Yuanjing from behind, not even greeting him, and sped away.

"Those old guys Li Yuanchao, Sun Yuanfei, and Deng Yuanguang are still so rude!"

Zhang Yuanjing muttered, not paying much attention. He was thinking about what important event had happened that had summoned so many idle old guys. Could it be that the Demonic Sect was invading on a large scale? But he hadn't heard any news about it.

Outside the Palm Xuan Hall, there were several times more Qi Refining disciples responsible for guiding, and the Foundation Establishment cultivators greeted each other, speculating in low voices about the sect's actions.

Zhang Yuanjing entered the Palm Xuan Hall and found that there were already no less than a hundred people standing in the main hall. The dozen or so people in the front were all elite disciples, and their cultivation was all above the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

Su Yuanxiao was also among them, surrounded by Guo Yuanmeng, Song Yuanzhen, and others, like a proud phoenix. The remaining eighty or so people were ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators who lived in the sect all year round.

The Xuan Tian Sect had more than five hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators, more than one hundred of whom were stationed in dozens of immortal cities around the sect, more than two hundred of whom served as peak masters of various outer peaks, and dozens of whom served as deputy deacons in the sect, managing alchemy, weapon refining, talisman making, spiritual plants, logistics, and other matters.

There were also more than one hundred idle cultivators who were unwilling to take on responsibilities and only wanted to concentrate on cultivation. They either secluded themselves in the sect or traveled outside, and sometimes they would temporarily obey the sect's arrangements to undertake some temporary affairs.

Zhang Yuanjing squeezed into the crowd, exchanged a few simple words with the Foundation Establishment cultivators around him, and then stood there with his eyes closed to rest.

Near Shen Shi Er Ke, there were more than one hundred and fifty cultivators in the hall, and many sect deacons also arrived.

"The Core Formation elders are here too!"

"What exactly is going on that requires so many Core Formation elders to be mobilized!"

"Is the Demonic Sect really attacking!"

"..."

A burst of exclamations came from his side, and Zhang Yuanjing's whole body shook, and then he opened his eyes and looked over. Sure enough, Hu Tiancong, Tu Tianyuan, Zeng Tianshou, Yu Tianwan, Qian Tianwu, Huo Tiantong, Lin Tianxian, Zhao Tiange, Qin Tianbao, Ying Tianwen, Shu Tianqi, Li Tiankan, Jin Tianwu, Min Tianzhuo and other dozen Core Formation cultivators filed in and stood in front of the main hall. Sect Leader Wu Yuankui stood in front of them, facing a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"Fellow disciples, please be quiet, the Sect Leader has something to announce!" Lin Yuancang said loudly from the side, using his magic power. He was the oldest of all the Foundation Establishment cultivators, and he was also the deacon of the Palm Xuan Hall, so this shout was full of energy and justified.

"Everyone, you have all seen the Core Formation elders standing behind me. Just an hour ago, True Master Qi gathered all the elders in the sect to discuss how to deal with the demonic cultivators. Presumably you have heard that in recent years, demonic cultivators have been frequently active in the Shumi Mountains, spying on the spatial rift seal there."

"If that seal is destroyed by the demonic cultivators, it will seriously damage the great spiritual cave occupied by our sect. This is a fundamental matter related to the future and destiny of the mountain gate, and there must be no negligence."

"Therefore, the Elder Council has decided to form several Demon Extermination Teams, with Core Formation elders as the leaders, elite disciples as the backbone, and other Foundation Establishment disciples participating, taking turns to fight against the demonic cultivators, first to eliminate the enemies, and second to temper themselves."

"The way to form teams is one Core Formation elder, three elite disciples, and eight ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators, forming a total of eight teams. Four teams are dispatched each time, taking turns. If there are personnel losses, they will be replaced and supplemented at any time."

"In addition, to prevent the demonic cultivators from jumping over the wall in desperation, two Core Formation elders will lead ten ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators to guard the seal. The guarding period will depend on the situation, and will generally be rotated every five years."

Hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators were either quite excited, or looking at each other, or calm, or whispering, or looking bitter, or indifferent.

The demonic cultivators are powerful, and although they have come from tens of millions of miles away to attack, they are not easy to deal with. The war will not stop without years of entanglement. Fighting for the sect will naturally allow them to quickly accumulate a large number of meritorious deeds in exchange for elixirs, spiritual weapons, or precious materials, but it also means that their cultivation progress will be delayed and the risk of falling will increase.

Subsequently, Wu Yuankui announced the team assignments. The eight teams were led by eight Core Formation cultivators, Zeng Tianshou, Qian Tianwu, Huo Tiantong, Zhao Tiange, Qin Tianbao, Shu Tianqi, Li Tiankan, and Jin Tianwu, and twenty-four elite disciples, Guo Yuanmeng, Song Yuanzhen, Li Yuanai, Sun Yuanqi, Zhao Yuanshi, Tian Yuansheng, Huan Yuanlu, Su Yuanxiao, and Liu Yuanjin, and sixty-four ordinary disciples participated.

The team guarding the seal was led by Ying Tianwen and You Tianwu, and the first batch of ordinary Foundation Establishment disciples on duty were also experienced and steady people, and their cultivation was all above the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

Zhang Yuanjing listened carefully and did not hear his name, so he was not in this batch. He immediately thought that this was either Wu Yuankui's arrangement or Lin Yuancang's adjustment; otherwise, it would be impossible to put this old guy behind.

However, what puzzled him was why they were making such a big show of dealing with the demonic cultivators instead of arranging it secretly and catching them off guard. It wasn't that he didn't trust these Foundation Establishment cultivators, but the key was that there were too many people, and it was easy to leak the news.

After reading the team list, Wu Yuankui said a few words of encouragement and announced the dissolution. The cultivators walked out of the hall in twos and threes, exchanging information with each other.

Zhang Yuanjing flashed to the side of the hall and did not leave. He still had to pay a visit to Wu Yuankui and tell him about his cultivation situation.

At this time, Su Yuanxiao walked over with a frown and a look of annoyance. Guo Yuanmeng was chattering behind her, and even in the somewhat noisy hall, Zhang Yuanjing, who was not far away, could hear a few words intermittently, roughly meaning that he wanted to find the sect leader to change teams and be with Su Yuanxiao so that he could protect her by her side.

When Su Yuanxiao walked to the entrance of the hall, she noticed Zhang Yuanjing on the side and smiled, walking forward two steps and saying:

"Senior Brother Zhang, I listened carefully just now, and your name is not on the first batch. You have to seize the time to cultivate in the next few years. I hope to hear good news when I return from the Shumi Mountains!"

After saying that, she didn't wait for Zhang Yuanjing to answer and turned to leave.

Guo Yuanmeng looked at Zhang Yuanjing suspiciously, and his face became very ugly. He hesitated to speak, glared at Zhang Yuanjing fiercely, and chased Su Yuanxiao out of the hall.

Song Yuanzhen and Li Yuanai looked strange, and their eyes looking at Zhang Yuanjing were somewhat meaningful.

Zhang Yuanjing was expressionless and somewhat dissatisfied with Su Yuanxiao's little actions, but since he was facing Guo Yuanmeng, he would certainly not explain anything.