Chapter 678: Better to Return (5200 Added)

"What was the outcome?"

Aaron set down the Spirit Tea and asked the most crucial question.

"Several Third-rank Demonic Beasts with extremely long lifespans were wiped out; even a Third-rank 'Longevity Turtle' perished within the Array Formation..."

The beautiful female shopkeeper chuckled: "I suspect those Nascent Soul Monster Beasts even intended to use the Array Formation to cultivate Demon Kings, but they didn't expect that the Array Formation only drains lifespan and does not increase cultivation... In the end, even a Fourth-order variant tried to break into the Great Array and managed to retreat unscathed... but the moment it came out, it had aged several times over. That little bit of time was nowhere near enough to explore Beidou Hall, though it did retrieve the relics of our clan's Golden Core Cultivator and Beihai Sanren... which led to another Nascent Soul war."

'That Fourth-order Nascent Soul Monster Beast that dared to break into the array likely belongs to a type that is extremely long-lived even among monsters; it might even be an old turtle itself... yet in just a moment, it nearly died of old age inside the Array Formation...'

Aaron pondered for a moment.

He felt that he should be able to live longer than a Longevity Turtle, right?

Perhaps... he could give it a try?

'However, it is still too dangerous... and during this period, quite a few Nascent Soul old monsters have tried... many eyes are fixed on that place.'

"Looking at that mist, it seems to have traces of an Immortal Cultivation Array Formation... but after years of neglect, it is already half-ruined. It is likely a Cave Abode of a predecessor?"

"That should be the case!"

'The Nine-Eyed Begonia remaining in the Spirit Medicine Garden should have bloomed up to six eyes at most...'

Aaron felt a bit dejected; the hope of hitching a ride was gone...

The last of the three, 'Brother Li', was dressed in black with a cold expression, his cultivation having reached the level of Qi Refining Great Perfection.

A woman who was a feast for the eyes stepped on a Red Long Silk and asked with a frown.

But after he went to find out, he discovered a sad fact... the Haoran Sect's branch in Qianyang City had disappeared for decades.

He still had the original route map in his possession...

'It seems... I can only travel back myself; the speed might even be faster than a Flying Boat...'

If it weren't for the fact that he was a Golden Core Cultivator after all, perhaps the Shushan Sword Pavilion wouldn't even have bothered to look!

In short, as time passed, this very low-key Golden Core deacon was soon forgotten by everyone in Great Gan...

And there were truly quite a few Golden Core scourges in Great Gan...

Bullying noobs in the starter village and being the Sword God of Ten-Mile Slope would always be Aaron's favorite!

'Let me calculate the time, Xiaoqing must be five hundred years old by now, right?'

'I want to go back to the starter village to show off!'

The black-clad youth surnamed Li raised his hand and summoned a Black Flying Knife Magic Tool, which appeared in his hand—it was clearly a High-grade Magical Tool!

Qi Refining Perfection, young age, High-grade Magical Tool... these were all the hallmarks of a True Disciple of a Golden Core Sect!

At this moment, with a thought, the black flying knife turned into a streak of black light and plunged toward the Array Formation.

Taize Lake.

But it didn't matter... after all, he was already a Golden Core Cultivator; Red Fire Old Monster, who had escorted the Flying Boat back then, might not even be able to beat him.

Ling Mei's eyes lit up.

'Better to return, better to return...'

And during this period, the exchange of merchant ships between the two sides had completely ceased!

'It seems... something happened to the Haoran Sect?'

Thinking of this, a sigh appeared on his face: "It seems... this opportunity is not something we Golden Core Cultivators can covet after all. This is the tea money, farewell."

A person, you see, must have self-awareness.

In the Immortal Cultivation World, this kind of thing is not very rare.

Even though the Shushan Sword Pavilion had searched for a while, they hadn't obtained the slightest clue or news, and could only guess that he had likely fallen into some Secret realm or had perished directly...

After putting down a bag of Spirit Stones, he stood up and left directly.

Walking out of Tianfeng Tower and looking at the bustling Qianyang City, a feeling of homesickness suddenly arose in Aaron's heart.

'Great Gan is too dangerous... I had better return to the Far West.'

Upon hearing this, the other only said coldly: "If there really are centuries-old Spirit Medicine here... I owe you a favor!"

In reality, with his current combat power, even if a Golden Core True Inheritor from the Shushan Sword Pavilion came out, it was uncertain who would win in a fair fight.

Suddenly, the earth trembled, and a cyan giant turtle a zhang long emerged from the mist, opening its mouth to spit out a spherical Magic Tool to block the attack of the black flying knife.

'At least... there are no Nascent Soul cultivators there. With my current cultivation, I can completely run rampant!'

Far West.

Aaron's eyes were firm as he faced his own heart.

Except for the Shen Family, whose situation became even more difficult after losing their backing, Aaron's impact on the Great Qian Cultivation World was, in fact, negligible.

'I had better wait a few hundred or a thousand years, wait for the limelight to pass and for me to condense a Nascent Soul before coming back.'

"Roar roar!"

The youth surnamed Zeng was overjoyed and immediately stepped on a Green Leaf Magic Tool to lead the way.

He could only go back to bully other Golden Core Ancestors...

'Better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix!'

Not long after, they arrived near Spirit Medicine Island!

Lin Kingdom.

Besides, Shen Fei was not an important figure; he was not a True Disciple, and after a hundred years of Golden Core cultivation, his technique had not made any progress, so he clearly did not have much potential.

"Brother Zeng, the Spirit Qi here is thin, is there really any Spirit Medicine?"

Even though the temptation of the Xuantian Sect was great, and it even seemed tailor-made for him.

Furthermore, a Golden Core cultivator flying on their own path had a smaller target and a lower chance of encountering danger.

"The opportunities for Nascent Soul in Great Gan are unstable, and many require fighting over... To compete for the opportunity of the Taoism with those peerless geniuses among the Golden Core, fighting to the death? That is not my style... Furthermore, Great Gan is also very dangerous..."

That Brother Zeng was wearing a blue shirt and holding a Landscape Folding Fan, also being a cultivator at the Qi Refining Late Stage: "This is Natural Sciences... Sister Ling Mei, do not worry. It was by chance that I, your brother, passed by this mortal great lake and discovered the traces of the Spirit Medicine. It is just that near that Spirit Medicine, there is a 'Longevity Turtle' guarding it, its monster aura clearly at the peak of the First Tier... I am no match for it, so I could only find you and Brother Li to help... After the matter is settled, the Spirit Medicine on that small island can be split equally among us!"

"Haha... Brother Li, Ling Mei, please!"

Even the Shen Family used his name for protection for many years, until later when it could no longer be concealed, and the news of this deacon's disappearance was confirmed...

And from this day on, the Golden Core deacon of the Shushan Sword Pavilion, 'Shen Fei', mysteriously disappeared...

Because the Golden Core Ancestors of the Far West, regardless of cultivation realm, Dharma Treasure, divine abilities, or even combat experience... were all comprehensively behind their peers in Great Gan!

The more Aaron thought about it, the more he felt impatient...

"And my cultivation indeed does not care much about Spirit Qi; isn't it just that it takes a bit longer?"

Several streaks of light stopped in mid-air, clearly cultivators steering various Magic Tools.

Returning to the Far West from Great Gan, the first thing Aaron thought of was naturally the merchant ships of the Haoran Sect.

Her cultivation had clearly reached the Qi Refining Late Stage.

"So many years have passed, I wonder how that small island of mine and those old acquaintances are doing?"

Aaron made up his mind, and after purchasing a large amount of supplies, he left Qianyang City in a leisurely manner.

But for him, who only needed to traverse the Far West, it was merely icing on the cake; even if he didn't have it, it wouldn't matter.

"Longevity Turtle?"

The youth surnamed Li's eyes lit up: "Ceng Yu, you idiot, the most precious spirit object in this place is not anything else, but this Longevity Turtle! Looking at the annual ring patterns on its back and its cultivation, it should be four or five hundred years old... As long as it is cultivated for a period of time, perhaps it can advance to become a Second-tier Monster Beast! I don't know how many cultivation families would break their heads over this... This turtle is mine, you must be very careful when you strike, you cannot harm its life!"

(End of this chapter)