Chapter 296: Yujing Blessed Land! First Meeting

Pale moonlight rises with primordial light, the Great Being's mysterious realm is ever-changing.

Under the moonlight, Fang Changle strode forward, his movements like a roaring tiger and a singing dragon, wind rising with every step; starlight seemed to hide in his pupils, and his brow held the aura of a deity.

"Great Being realm... Brother Fang has finally stepped into the Great Being realm."

Xiao Qiji and Jiang Hu exchanged glances, both sensing a faint pressure emanating from Fang Changle.

One must know, among those who cultivate the Dao, many are unable to awaken their primordial spirit throughout their entire lives.

The Gao Gong realm can almost be called top-tier; if one can step into this realm before the age of thirty, they are considered peerlessly talented and brilliant.

However, the successors of the ten great famous Daoist mountains are different; they have received the recognition of their patriarchs, are born with great fortune, and possess mysterious destinies.

Nowadays, almost all successors of the ten great Daoist mountains have stepped into the Great Being realm.

Previously, Fang Changle had wasted his time due to two years of imprisonment, falling out of the first tier.

But he turned misfortune into a blessing, met Zhang Fan, and from then on, great calamities retreated, ten thousand blessings descended, and after breaking through the realm, he finally returned to the first tier, reaching the Great Being realm.

"Old Fang, congratulations," Zhang Fan said softly.

"Hehe, now we are finally on the same..."

Fang Changle grinned, yet as he walked up to Zhang Fan, the smile on his face suddenly froze, his pupils filled with deep astonishment.

Wherever his gaze fell, he saw Zhang Fan's spiritual platform shifting, his inner light deeply hidden like a suspended sun, a touch of mystery suddenly appearing, which made his heart race and filled him with an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Am I seeing things? You... you broke through again?" Fang Changle asked in shock.

He had thought that by breaking through his own realm, he would be on par with Zhang Fan, once again standing on the same starting line.

But in an instant, he felt the pressure brought by Zhang Fan's further transformed primordial spirit; even though he was already a Great Being, he still felt like a small boat facing wind and waves, or a mountain seeing a dragon, trembling and shivering.

This was a realm absolutely superior to his own.

"I don't even know how I broke through," Zhang Fan said, looking quite troubled.

His primordial spirit was already extraordinary, and now with five layers of primordial light, it was naturally incomparable to Fang Changle, who had just broken through.

"..."

Fang Changle remained silent.

Xiao Qiji and Jiang Hu curled their lips, not knowing what to say.

When they first met Zhang Fan, they were all at the same level, and they had even slightly surpassed him at times; now, they probably couldn't even see Zhang Fan's heels.

"By the way, what was the background of that woman earlier?" Zhang Fan changed the subject, the image of the white-clad woman appearing in his mind.

"I don't know either."

Fang Changle shook his head: "I met that woman at Mount Langya not long ago..."

Mount Langya held mysteries, with a spiritual talisman left behind by a Daoist predecessor, and at the time, two great demons were eyeing it covetously.

Before Fang Changle could even make a move, that woman appeared out of nowhere, suppressing the two great demons with her own strength and facing the mountain's perils alone.

"Her methods are truly formidable; she is proficient in both Daoist thunder and fire techniques, absolutely exquisite," Fang Changle said solemnly.

"Proficient in both thunder and fire? This woman's aptitude is truly impressive," Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh.

Within the Daoist sects, thunder and fire techniques are the most powerful and the hardest to cultivate; many spend their whole lives without gaining anything from even one, let alone cultivating both to great success.

Besides that, she had actually mastered the Northern Emperor technique.

Since Zhang Fan started his journey, apart from Jiang Lai, he had never met such a unique woman.

"How did you offend her?" Zhang Fan asked.

"I took advantage of her being preoccupied to snatch the prize," Fang Changle grinned.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; that woman bore the brunt of the risk, but in the end, the spiritual talisman fell into Fang Changle's hands, making him the one who reaped the rewards.

"No wonder she came to find trouble with you," Zhang Fan realized.

"This woman is truly ruthless, she actually chased me all the way to Yujing City..." Fang Changle said in a low voice: "I suspect she discovered my trail long ago, but chose to endure, waiting until I was in seclusion breaking through before suddenly attacking..."

"She really is ruthless."

"Courtesy demands reciprocity; who told you to cut off her path," Zhang Fan chuckled.

"It's a good thing you returned in time, otherwise I might have fallen here tonight," Fang Changle said, feeling lingering fear.

"Daoist successors are indeed born with great fortune."

Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh, experiencing Fang Changle's fortune firsthand.

He didn't return too early or too late, Fang Changle didn't go into seclusion too early or too late, and that woman didn't attack too early or too late...

Through a convergence of circumstances, the three paths crossed; there was both Fang Changle's calamity and his destiny, with great trials and great fortune intertwined.

"Great kindness needs no thanks; once I consolidate my cultivation, I'll treat you to a meal," Fang Changle said, hooking his arm around Zhang Fan's shoulder and grinning.

"A meal is all it takes to dismiss me?"

"Don't be in a rush, let's start with an appetizer; if you need anything, just call," Fang Changle said softly.

"Since you put it that way, I do have a matter I need your help with."

"What is it?"

"You know, I have a Dharma seal, but it was broken by Qin Ming's Demon-Reflecting Mirror at Fangya Mountain last time..." Zhang Fan said solemnly.

"The Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal!?" Fang Changle raised an eyebrow.

He had seen that seal more than once, so he naturally knew it; besides, he was at Fangya Mountain that day during the Dharma battle and saw it clearly.

"I must say, that seal was a gift from Long Hu Mountain to the Gusu Xuanmiao Temple, and it was stolen last year. Was it you..." Fang Changle stopped mid-sentence.

"Don't talk nonsense, I picked it up," Zhang Fan said solemnly.

He wasn't lying; someone had mailed the seal directly to his home, and he had picked it up at his doorstep.

"We're all on the same side, so I'll speak plainly..." Zhang Fan said, fiddling with his black iron piece: "This treasure can't see the light of day, but it would be a shame to leave it as it is."

"You're right. Nowadays, there aren't many Long Hu Mountain Dharma seals left, and the 【Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal】 is a Huang Yu treasure that should be passed down," Fang Changle nodded.

"Are you looking for me to help you repair it through the Maoshan path?"

"That is exactly the idea," Zhang Fan nodded.

"I understand." Fang Changle looked at the cracks on the 【Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal】, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Leave this matter to me."

"About how much will it cost?"

"The cost is on me," Fang Changle said lightly.

"Even brothers must settle accounts clearly; just give me a number," Zhang Fan waved his hand; he didn't intend to let Fang Changle repay his favor with money.

"It won't exceed 1.5 million," Fang Changle estimated roughly: "The exact amount will depend on a professional's assessment."

"Fine, keep this seal with you for now."

"I'll give you word in two days."

As they spoke, Fang Changle tucked the 【Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal】 away.

"Let's go, back to Yujing City first."

Zhang Fan waved his hand, and the group boarded the Wuling Rainbow Light; the advantage of this vehicle was that it could fit as many people as needed.

The next day, Sui Chunsheng invited Zhang Fan to the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance headquarters.

"You have an independent office now, too."

As soon as Zhang Fan entered the office, Sui Chunsheng took a document out of a drawer.

"Stop teasing me; the matter you asked about has some leads."

As he spoke, Sui Chunsheng pushed the document toward Zhang Fan, who picked it up and saw it was a list.

"Everything on this list is a treasure capable of repairing a primordial spirit..."

"There are eleven types that can restore a Gao Gong level primordial spirit; the three circled in red are the most cost-effective. Outsiders have to use backdoors and connections to buy them."

Sui Chunsheng picked up his thermos, gently blew away the floating tea leaves, and took a small sip.

He was increasingly taking on the air of a veteran official.

"Spirit-Nurturing Pill, 2.8 million..."

"This type of pill is refined by the Bai He Temple; the materials alone require three hundred and sixty types, including the 【Dragon Toad Oil】 you sold us. The annual quota for Jiangnan Province is only sixteen pills," Sui Chunsheng said solemnly.

If anyone else were to buy this type of pill, the market price would certainly exceed 3 million.

But since Zhang Fan was one of their own, he naturally got the best price.

"Does buying this pill require real-name registration?" Zhang Fan looked at the introduction and purchase conditions for the Spirit-Nurturing Pill; besides the price, there was an extra requirement for real-name registration.

"Gao Gong level Daoist priests are counted across the country. If such a person suffers such a severe injury, it's certainly no small matter, so they are naturally under the supervision of the Bai He Temple," Sui Chunsheng said lightly.

It's like in wartime, when medicines like aspirin were state-controlled, more expensive than gold, and impossible to buy even with money.

"As expected of the leader of the world's Daoist sects, representing the highest will," Zhang Fan sighed.

"Ahem..."

Hearing this, Sui Chunsheng couldn't help but cough twice.

"I'm telling you, don't talk nonsense in this place."

"Forget it, I won't buy anything from the Bai He Temple."

Zhang Fan shook his head and looked at the other two treasures for repairing primordial spirits.

Dragon Spring Thunder Water comes from the throat of a mountain dragon vein; it is living spring water from deep within the earth that has been struck by lightning, accumulated over time. Its formation is similar to 【Dragon Toad Oil】, but even more precious.

"The price for one portion is 2.3 million."

Blessed Field Rice is rice grown from spiritual seedlings cultivated on Mount Kongdong, and very little of it circulates on the market.

"Mount Kongdong..." Zhang Fan's gaze narrowed slightly.

Mount Kongdong is one of the ten great famous Daoist mountains in the world, and also the most mysterious and low-profile existence.

"This portion of Blessed Field Rice is only 2.2 million?"

"President Lou has some friendship with Mount Kongdong, which is why we managed to get one portion," Sui Chunsheng said solemnly.

This portion of Blessed Field Rice had just arrived, and there was only one.

It is said that deep within Mount Kongdong, there is a Blessed Field; if an ordinary person is fortunate enough to find this place, once they enter the Blessed Field, their blessings will be as deep as the sea, and upon returning, they will live to a hundred and enjoy wealth without worry.

"Life's goodness, like the field's growth, rising clouds and falling rain, Mount Kongdong's spiritual root," Sui Chunsheng said solemnly.

"That Blessed Field is a treasure of Mount Kongdong, and what grows there is also no ordinary thing..."

"However, fortune and misfortune are interdependent; ordinary people cannot bear it, and disaster will follow. You must think clearly," Sui Chunsheng warned.

Zhang Fan remained silent; he only had two choices now.

Dragon Spring Thunder Water's effect is tyrannical, and he feared Lin Jianyue's primordial spirit couldn't bear it.

Blessed Field Rice's effect is gentle, but there might be future consequences; if fortune and misfortune shift, it would be Lin Jianyue's calamity.

"Calamity is itself the medicine for longevity; I am helping her cultivate."

Zhang Fan made his choice directly.

"I'll buy this portion of Blessed Field Rice; deduct the money directly from my account."

The money from the Dragon Toad Oil sale hadn't been deposited into his account yet.

"Fine, by tomorrow night at the latest, I will personally deliver the treasure to your door."

Sui Chunsheng's efficiency was fast enough, and for a treasure like Blessed Field Rice, the market price was at least 2.5 million, and if auctioned, it would likely be even higher.

"Fine, I trust you to handle it."

Zhang Fan nodded; with this Blessed Field Rice, Lin Jianyue's primordial spirit should be able to awaken soon, and then he would be able to know Zhao Jiexuan's whereabouts.

"You get back to work, I'm leaving." Zhang Fan stood up, ready to depart.

Returning to Yujing City, everything had gone smoothly: Fang Changle successfully promoted to the Great Being realm, he sold the Dragon Toad Oil, repaired the Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal, and now purchased the Blessed Field Rice, so Lin Jianyue's injury also had a solution.

One had to say, Yujing City was truly Zhang Fan's blessed land.

"Stay for lunch," Sui Chunsheng said.

"No need, I have an appointment," Zhang Fan waved his hand.

"No need to see me out, Director Sui, you get back to work."

"Teasing me again, then I won't see you out."

Sui Chunsheng grinned, his mouth stretching almost to his ears.

Zhang Fan left the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance headquarters, turned a corner, and arrived at the 【Bujian Shan Coffee House】; he was almost a regular here.

As soon as he entered, he saw Li Yishan sitting in the corner.

Last night, as soon as he got home, he received a call from Li Yishan, who asked to meet him the next noon for a casual meal.

"Why are you so nervous?"

Walking up, Zhang Fan saw Li Yishan's expression was off, vigilantly observing his surroundings, his demeanor somewhat unnatural.

"Nervous? No, I'm not."

Seeing it was Zhang Fan, Li Yishan relaxed slightly.

"Sit down."

"Aren't you busy with blind dates lately? How do you have time to ask me out for a meal?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Don't mention it, whenever blind dates are mentioned, my head starts to ache..."

"Where's the girl from? Do you have a photo? Let me help you vet her," Zhang Fan grinned, asking curiously.

Li Yishan looked at Zhang Fan's gloating face and glared fiercely: "Introduced by Aunt Yun, I don't know what her background is either, anyway, she's a woman..."

"No photo, you'll see for yourself in a moment."

"See for myself? What do you mean?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

"She'll be here in a moment, satisfying your curiosity," Li Yishan said lightly.

"No... why did you call me to your blind date? To act as a shield?" Zhang Fan asked with a strange expression.

"Being a brother means having the awareness of a brother," Li Yishan said, becoming calm and composed.

"She's here."

Just then, Li Yishan raised an eyebrow and said suddenly.

Zhang Fan subconsciously turned to look and saw a tall woman walking in, wearing a high ponytail, Martin boots, and a white shirt, looking extremely capable.

Yet at just one glance, he froze.

This woman was none other than the mysterious expert who had ambushed Fang Changle last night.

"Let me introduce you, this is my good friend, Zhang Fan."

While he was distracted, the white-clad woman had already arrived, and Li Yishan stood up to introduce them.

"This is..."

"Hello!"

Just then, the white-clad woman looked at Zhang Fan with a half-smile, extending her hand gracefully.

"First time meeting, my name is Li Miaoyin!!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 297 =====