Chapter 285: The Year Tree Polluted by Evil Qi

【In the six thousand and second year, after long years of bitter cultivation, you have finally digested all the experience left by your predecessors; this is an ability belonging to the Transformation of Spirit Realm, yet you have mastered it entirely.】

【The Scroll of Li Huo Fen Xin is complete.】

Shen Yi still stood in place; the surging purple-gold flames on his body were gone, replaced by nine great suns surrounding him.

Around those colorless blazing suns, even the tender green grass remained unaffected, still brimming with vitality.

The terrifying heat was entirely contained within the blazing suns.

This was the ultimate control over power.

Shen Yi slowly closed his palm; the nine great suns quickly dispersed, turning back into purple-gold flames and returning to the Dao Infant, restoring the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Infant, which had nearly been drained, to its previous full state.

According to the annotations left by the cave dwelling's master.

The Li Huo chapter can only be considered an ordinary Transformation of Spirit Realm technique; only when combined with the Fen Xin chapter does it become a precious method capable of suppressing the Transformation of Spirit Realm.

Six thousand years is roughly equivalent to the lifespan of two generations of Hunyuan Sect elders.

Only a true Transformation of Spirit Realm cultivator has the qualification to cultivate this technique to the realm of perfection.

"Not bad, though the consumption is a bit high."

Shen Yi adjusted his qi; even with the foundation of his Heaven-Swallowing Demon Infant far surpassing cultivators of the same realm, he could only unleash the Li Huo Palm once.

Drawing qi from oneself is ultimately a minor path; to display the full might of such a profound technique, only Heaven and Earth can provide the sustenance.

【Remaining demon lifespan: sixteen thousand five hundred years】

Indeed, as long as one does not touch demon martial arts, lifespan is quite durable.

Shen Yi stepped towards the Eight Directions Food Pavilion.

Just as he saw that tall building, he happened to notice Ah Qing walking out with an elderly man dressed in bright, fine clothes.

"Brother Shen, he has something to ask of you."

Ah Qing hurried over, walking slightly ahead to Shen Yi's side, and whispered: "He says he has news regarding the evil qi, but he cannot guarantee it is a spiritual root, and his price is extremely high; I truly cannot judge."

Her knowledge came entirely from books; when encountering things not found in books, she felt somewhat at a loss.

The old man's cultivation was not high, merely at the Embracing Elixir Realm.

Yet he wore extremely luxurious magical robes, had a jade hairpin on his head, and his white hair was meticulously groomed, looking very particular.

Seeing Ah Qing finish her low whisper, he politely nodded towards Shen Yi: "Jin Baowen greets the senior."

After introducing himself, Jin Baowen approached directly and said: "Although my price is high, it is not spoken in vain; I took a huge risk. Let me speak plainly to the senior: if the True Person Zhang of Xuan Guang Cave had not been left behind in the cave dwelling, even if you offered a higher price, I would not dare sell this news to you."

Although True Person Qingfeng had already spoken, saying that True Person Zhang had most likely perished.

But as long as it was not confirmed, others could only say he was trapped in the cave dwelling; otherwise, offending Xuan Guang Cave, one would not even know how they died.

"..."

Shen Yi glanced around, then turned his gaze to Ah Qing and said calmly: "Give it to him."

"Oh."

Although Ah Qing was somewhat puzzled why they wouldn't verify the details first to avoid wasting resources on a fool, she still took a pile of heavenly treasures and rare herbs from her storage bag and handed them to the old man.

Jin Baowen noticed the change in the young man's gaze, and a layer of cold sweat instantly formed on his back.

He stared at the items in Ah Qing's hand, hesitated for a moment, and did not take them: "I trust the senior; let me give you the news first, and you can decide if it is worth the price."

He had barely spoken a sentence when the other party was already observing the surroundings, preparing to kill; what kind of demonic cultivator was this? No wonder he was looking for news related to evil qi.

"You weren't saying that just now..." Ah Qing was stunned.

Jin Baowen ignored her and looked at Shen Yi, carefully organizing his words: "Senior, this matter must start with my identity; my Jin family was originally a small cultivation clan in one region, with ancestors who at most produced a First Realm Slain Hunyuan. Later, by good fortune, we formed an in-law relationship with the Zheng family."

The old man explained: "That is the Zheng family attached to Xuan Guang Cave; they are also considered a first-rate major power, second only to the Immortal Gates and Great Qian. Almost every thousand years, a clan member successfully enters Xuan Guang Cave. Currently, they rely on True Person Zheng Zisheng."

Speaking to this point, he paused.

Having already indicated that this news concerned Xuan Guang Cave, whether to continue listening depended on the other party's courage.

"Continue." Shen Yi nodded.

Hearing this, Jin Baowen glanced around, confirmed no one was nearby, and then continued: "What I wish to speak of, the treasure polluted by evil qi, is precisely the Year Tree that was transplanted into the Zheng family!"

"You may not know what the Year Tree is."

Jin Baowen shook his head; although his cultivation was low, relying on the Zheng family's connections, he had mastered secrets known only to the Immortal Gates and Great Qian.

"That is a treasure left behind within cave dwelling ruins; regardless of what realm one is in, as long as one swallows its fruit, one can achieve longevity... True Person Zhang, the junior uncle of Zheng Zisheng, moved a Year Tree from the cave dwelling and raised it in the Zheng family. Actually, more than just me knows this news."

He lowered his voice again: "But the fact that the Zheng family caused trouble while raising the Year Tree, absolutely no second person dares to tell you. I guarantee this spiritual plant has long been raised by them to be filthy with evil qi!"

Hearing this, Ah Qing, who had been quietly silent, suddenly raised her hand; after receiving Shen Yi's signal, she whispered: "It's fake; even Mount Wutong does not possess the means to transplant a Year Tree."

Shen Yi of course knew this was fake.

If this thing could be transplanted, why would the disciples of the Martial Temple bother going to the territory of the Thousand Demon Cave to court death?

"Sigh! I knew you wouldn't believe me!"

Jin Baowen glared at Ah Qing with displeasure: "I swear a poisonous oath that the Year Tree was indeed kept alive! I am an in-law of the Zheng family..."

"Take the items."

Shen Yi interrupted his cursing and swearing.

"Thank you, senior!"

Jin Baowen's tense face instantly lit up with joy; he hurriedly snatched the heavenly treasures and rare herbs from Ah Qing's hand and stuffed them into his storage bag.

Just then, he heard words that made his face change color.

"Take the items and take me into the Zheng family."

The old man's palms trembled; he hurriedly declined: "No, I am a relative of the Zheng family. Exchanging their Year Tree for some treasures has already completely offended them; how could I dare to visit their door?"

Before his words had finished, the young man slightly raised his hand; the originally unremarkable black vine bracelet suddenly floated out, drilled into the old man's sleeve, and fastened around his forearm.

"I must verify the truth of this news." Shen Yi stepped towards the Eight Directions Food Pavilion.

Jin Baowen, feeling the thorns slightly protruding from his arm, could only wear a bitter smile: "The senior speaks reason."

He then followed along, dejected and crestfallen.

A Qing watched curiously, then took out paper and a brush to record these precious experiences in her little notebook as well.

Just as she prepared to chase after him.

Suddenly, a palm pressed down on her shoulder.

"..."

A Qing was frozen, unable to move, watching Shen Yi's figure disappear through the food tower's main gate; at such close range, the other party had not sensed him in the slightest.

She helplessly turned back to look, only to meet a furious face.

(End of this chapter)