Chapter 710: Not-Old Immortal Vine, Sacred Body Reaches Great Completion

Within the Small Spirit Realm.

The Devouring Rat was diligently inhaling and exhaling demonic energy, refining its black steel fork, “Zhan Xian Zhan.” “Clang!”

Suddenly, a green miniature tripod, no bigger than a palm, was thrown in from outside.

It nearly scared the rat half to death.

“Oh ho! Another treasure delivered to my door!”

The Devouring Rat’s eyes instantly brightened. It promptly put away its black steel fork and black turtle shell, then crept silently toward the green miniature tripod.

It sniffed with its snout, then grew even more excited: “Huh! Truly a marvelous treasure!!”

“In all my life, I’ve never smelled such a potent aura of treasure. Could this be another gift from my master, prepared for my Tribulation Crossing?”

Qin Ming gazed at the transformation of his life-spirit plant and couldn’t help but smile with delight.

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"Qin Dao, no need for formality—our sect’s ship departs for Long Yuan Island in seven days, and this journey is led by the two of us," Chen Muzhi explained.

“Little Ling greets Elder Wangyue Zhenjun!” she chirped politely to Qin Ming.

Meanwhile.

He tossed the Devouring Rat a recovery elixir. “Your curiosity got the better of you again. Go rest, recover your depleted essence.”

Shhh-shhh-shhh! In an instant, black vines whipped through the air; after absorbing this essence of Yi Wood, the Yin-Yang Mystic Vine seemed to gain immense benefit.

He thought to himself in this manner.

A verdant aura of ancient time flowed from the black vines, coalescing into several rivers that continuously poured into Qin Ming’s body.

This meant his Qingdi Mu Huang Sacred Body had, from this very moment, officially entered the Great Completion realm! Crackling and popping!

Immediately after.

Gradually.

He nodded in reply: “Indeed. Then Qin Mou must trouble the two of you.”

Countless silver runes erupted from the life-spirit plant, illuminating the entire sky of the Small Spirit Realm.

Within Penglai Sect.

“Bad! Could it be—”

“It’s gonna die!”

He clucked in amazement; guided by his will, the essence of Yi Wood landed in his palm.

“This is wonderful, hehehe!”

Qin Ming was puzzled—normally this thing was eager whenever food or drink was involved, yet today it was completely out of character.

After a while, the Devouring Rat slowly stirred back to consciousness.

The green tripod spun once, fell onto the grass, and reverted to its original palm-sized form, as if nothing had happened.

A stream of emerald mystic light burst from within the tripod, carrying immense suction, striking the Devouring Rat.

But even greater surprises awaited him.

Qin Ming immediately formed the hand seals from the “Hua Mu Ling Dian” and tapped a single finger.

"Long Yuan Island’s location is unusual—Qin Dao, you’ve probably never been there, have you?"

He might as well hitch a ride.

Qin Ming began conversing with the two of them.

On the Not-Old Immortal Vine, silver runes swirled; an indescribable aura of cosmic fortune descended upon Qin Ming.

Long Mu Zhenjun smiled and raised his teacup.

Qin Ming immediately released his spiritual sense into the Small Spirit Realm, searching thoroughly—but found nothing.

Qin Ming nodded: “Precisely. Qin Mou has long heard of this once-in-a-millennium grand event in the Eastern Sea cultivation world—I certainly cannot miss it.”

After finishing his tasks, Qin Ming returned to the Small Spirit Realm.

“Hmm, it seems the Devouring Rat finally understands things—it’s training hard, preparing to transform.”

Time passed slowly.

In an instant, the green tripod spun once, its mouth emitting a flash of emerald light, then releasing the Devouring Rat.

“In the art of spirit plants, you’ll surpass us old bones. I toast you with tea.”

Qin Ming hadn’t expected this Spirit King Tripod to forcibly absorb and transmute even a third-stage peak demonic beast, stripping its vital essence.

“Looks like my life-spirit plant has leveled up again!”

Qin Ming possessed the sea chart given by Xia Yuangong—he knew Long Yuan Island’s location.

Its shape resembled a translucent, pale green, inch-long medicinal lingzhi mushroom.

In the depths of fate, a profound and obscure cosmic force emanated from the Mystic Vine.

He found it utterly incredible.

"We elders are going too—why not join us, Qin Dao? We’re headed the same way," Chen Muzhi asked.

The Xukong poison thorns on the black vines grew even more elusive and unpredictable.

Qin Ming’s body was suffused with dense, overwhelming plant essence; he himself seemed transformed into an ancient tree, mirroring his life-spirit plant.

The silver runes in the air intertwined, forming layered combinations.

Qin Ming followed Long Mu Zhenjun and the other to her garden cave dwelling.

Even his secret telepathic call went unanswered.

He rushed his spiritual sense into the tripod. At first glance, the Devouring Rat lay on its back, foaming at the mouth.

Qin Ming shook his head. “Didn’t expect this—I was careless.”

No less potent than being fed an Nascent Soul-level blood pearl.

“Devouring Rat, catch me two Dao Hua Spirit Fish—I’m craving grilled fish.” The black leaves fell to the ground, then sank into the spirit soil and vanished.

He immediately gave the Devouring Rat an order.

“Ah, I see. That’s truly a pity,” Tian Linger smiled sweetly, then went about her business.

Three days later, the verdant aura of ancient time within Qin Ming’s body had become incredibly dense; his dantian teemed with vibrant life.

"Qin Dao, your next destination is surely the Immortal Mansion Gathering, correct?" Long Mu Zhenjun asked.

The Devouring Rat grinned mischievously and reached out its tiny hand toward the green tripod on the ground.

The Devouring Rat’s tongue hung out, looking utterly depleted—even its cultivation base nearly slipped.

Qin Ming’s vision instantly refreshed with two golden terms: [Name]: Not-Old Immortal Vine [Term]: Nascent Soul Magic Power x5 (Maturity 2%) [Name]: Not-Old Immortal Vine [Term]: Time Flies x5 (Maturity 2%) [Name]: Not-Old Immortal Vine [Term]: Abundant Lifespan x5 (Maturity 3%) [Time Flies]: After using this term, the spirit plant can be rapidly matured to a thousand years of cultivation.

Boom! Qin Ming’s Qingdi Mu Huang Sacred Body also transformed into a pale green spiritual plant’s phantom, appearing behind him.

“Whoa, is it really dead?”

“Damn, [Time Flies]—an upgraded version of the Time Leaf, granting a thousand-year cultivation effect.”

The Devouring Rat was utterly terrified, thrashing wildly and screaming:

…

But Long Yuan Island lies within the territory of the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace’s demonic clans.

Then, this vibrant aura of ancient time was entirely absorbed by his Nascent Soul.

Unconsciously, a single character flashed in Qin Ming’s mind—it was recorded in the “Hua Mu Ling Dian.”

“Aaaah! Help! Master!”

“Essence of Yi Wood!”

After half a day.

As the Not-Old Immortal Vine infused its essence, the spiritual body grew steadily firmer and stronger.

Afterwards.

It stared at Qin Ming’s green tripod with terrified eyes, whimpering: “Master! If you’d come a moment later, I’d have been nothing but skin and bones—you’d never have seen me again! It was terrifying!”

He detected its lifespan, vitality, and heartbeat still intact, and finally exhaled a long breath of relief.

Suddenly! The tripod on the ground emitted a terrifying ripple—and before the Devouring Rat’s stunned gaze, instantly expanded to three zhang in size.

"Even I nearly missed it. Qin Dao, I toast you," Chen Muzhi said with a refined, amiable smile.

Despite the Devouring Rat’s desperate resistance, it could only watch helplessly as it was slowly drawn into the emerald giant tripod.

…

“Huh? Where’d this traitor run off to? I called it and it didn’t respond.”

Tian Linger stepped out of the thatched hut and obediently burned incense and brewed tea for the three.

Afterwards, Long Mu Zhenjun assigned Qin Ming an empty cave dwelling for temporary lodging.

But after a moment, he still received no reply.

Half a teacup later, new black leaves sprouted—but their veins now bore a layer of silver spiritual patterns.

His hand seals shifted; his Nascent Soul on the purple palace altar mirrored the same gestures.

Qin Ming resumed conversing with the two from Penglai Sect.

When Qin Ming looked again into the spirit tripod, he suddenly noticed a faint emerald-transparent essence still inside.

Qin Ming reached out, touched the Devouring Rat, then scanned it with the Yin-Yang Mystic Mirror.

“Heh, it’s been busy refining its magic treasure—probably too occupied.”

“So this Spirit King Tripod can transmute all living essence into this rare essence of Yi Wood.”

He quickly sat cross-legged and activated the “Qingdi Jue.”

The Devouring Rat snatched the spirit pill and fled the spot without looking back, desperate to put as much distance as possible between itself and the green tripod.

His gaze settled on the Spirit King Cauldron atop the grass, where a few faint traces of the Devouring Sky Rat’s aura lingered.

Suddenly.

Then she blinked her eyes, glancing behind Qin Ming for a moment before asking, “Senior Qin, where is Senior Devouring Sky Rat?”

“I simply don’t know how far he’s progressed.”

At the same time, the emerald treasure tree behind Qin Ming had grown to two zhang tall, frantically absorbing the surrounding heavenly and earthly spiritual energy.

After a moment’s thought, Qin Ming approached his life-spirit plant, the Yin-Yang Mystic Vine, and fed it the Essence of Yi Wood.

Hum~ As the emerald radiance faded, the Devouring Sky Rat’s cries grew fainter until they vanished into silence.

The entire life-spirit plant, the Yin-Yang Mystic Vine, seemed to have completed a new cycle of transformation, sprouting fresh silver flower buds.

Then.

On his Nascent Soul’s forehead, a new emerald rune mark had appeared.

“I never expected, Senior Qin, that your celestial talent is so extraordinary—you’ve earned the recognition of our sect’s immortal tree and directly received the inheritance of a fourth-rank spirit plant.”

After conversing with the two for most of the day, Qin Ming.

“Eternal Immortal Vine?”

Yet the next instant.

Qin Ming immediately gestured, drawing the green small cauldron into his hand—the moment the Spirit King Cauldron touched his palm, a sense of unease arose.

As the Heavenly Cycle accelerated, his Green Emperor Scripture broke through to the twelfth layer.

“Finally, I’ve cultivated the Green Emperor Scripture to the twelfth layer.”

“According to Green Yang the Old Demon, once the twelfth layer is reached, the Hook Jade Golden Light Mirror can be unlocked to the fourth-rank magic treasure level.”

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(End of Chapter)