Chapter 4: The Legend of the Cultivator

The dragonfly spacecraft traverses the clouds, soaring through the nine heavens. Standing on the deck of the spacecraft, one feels perfectly stable, with not a whisper of wind. Countless stars seem within reach, while the vast earth and mountains shrink infinitely, resembling a map that one can never see the end of.

Guo Luxin was immensely envious, imagining that one day he too could possess a dragon, riding it to soar through the skies, gliding above the white clouds and blue heavens. This would be the true essence of immortality, far more impressive than riding a crane.

The old blind man, seeing the expressions of Guo Yi and Guo Lu, was so pleased that his mustache seemed to rise to the heavens. He said, "Haha, this is merely an ordinary transportation dragon, which is only equivalent to one million spirit herb seeds in the Immortal Market of the Ancient Mysterious Domain."

"Spirit Herb Seeds" are the lowest unit in the vast world of cultivation, representing the seeds of spirit herbs. Ten thousand "Spirit Herb Seeds" are equivalent to one complete "Spirit Herb"

The old blind man said: "There are no deities in this world, only those who cultivate immortality"

"Dragon God." Guo Yi was so astonished that his jaw dropped to the ground, and he was speechless for a long time

The old blind man's ears were sharp like the tips of wheat awns. Upon hearing Guo Yi's muttering, he laughed and said, "I can get you to the end of the small world of Yunzhou in just three days"

But you have to give me something! The old blind man revealed a triumphant smile, but unfortunately, Guo Yi, with his back turned, did not see it. Instead, Guo Lu, who was beside him, looked on with gritted teeth and a book in hand

What is a fairy fruit

"If you don't want to give it, then just sign the IOU, and I will still see you off." The old blind man pulled out an IOU that he had prepared earlier from under his bottom and handed it to Guo Yi, saying: "Just write that you owe me thirty celestial fruits."

"The Sword of the Buried Sky!" This was the first time Guo Yi had heard the name of this small sword. He reached into his bosom to touch the blood-red small sword and said, "Impossible, this is a treasured heirloom of the Guo family. As long as the sword exists, so do I; if the sword perishes, so do I."

The old blind man took the IOU as if he were caressing a beautiful woman, folding it over and over, and then hiding it away as if it were a treasure

The small boat suddenly soared into the air, gradually enlarging until it astonishingly transformed into an ancient flying vessel measuring one hundred meters in length. Runes entwined upon the vessel, and peculiar marks flickered in and out of visibility, emitting a dazzling light akin to that of the stars

The old blind man lifted the white cloud sail that was inserted at the bow of the boat and threw it into the sky, piercing straight into the clouds. A loud dragon's roar echoed above the azure sky, shaking the entire Yunxin River with its overwhelming force. The white cloud sail, inscribed with the phrase "a thousand calculations, one oversight," suddenly emitted a blinding white light, transforming into a dragon several hundred meters long

A one-way trip takes two years, and a round trip takes four years; I simply do not have that much time

I am certain that I can surpass the Martial Saint, transcend the mortal realm, and soar to immortality in broad daylight! Even though I am currently only at the second level of the "Great Martial Scripture".

The "Thirty Immortal Fruits" destined Guo Yi to become the greatest impoverished individual in this world

The path of cultivation is long and boundless, and ten thousand years is not considered too long. To surpass the Martial Saint is merely to have just stepped into the threshold of cultivation. Yet countless individuals are blocked outside this threshold, with only one out of ten thousand Martial Saints possibly breaking through their mortal shell and crossing this threshold. Those like Ancestor Tai Ling, who only break through through the use of spiritual pills, are destined to have mediocre potential and no hope for higher realms.

The waters of Yunxin River roar to a height of a hundred zhang, as if about to breach the dam. Countless large fish and water pythons tremble in fear, sinking straight to the bottom, turning into lifeless entities.

The white dragon dragged the flying boat, transforming into a streak of white light resembling a meteor, soaring towards the northern sky

Guo Yi willingly signed a "promissory note".

In the entire Yunxin Empire, everyone practices martial arts, and there exists only one ancient martial arts classic, the "Great Martial Canon," which can be learned by all, whether they are from the three major sects, the imperial court, or common folk. The "Great Martial Canon" consists of ten levels. Ordinary individuals can achieve the first three levels through diligence, but reaching the fourth level requires more than just hard work; it is closely related to one's innate talent and the guidance of esteemed masters.

The two individuals, aboard this small boat, concluded an agreement that could be considered a significant unequal treaty, even in the ancient realm of Xuan.

The feeling of being constrained by others is quite unpleasant; he has never needed strength as much as he does at this moment. If he were a celestial master, he would not require the help of the old blind man, and the Guo family would not have been exterminated.

The white dragon swallows clouds and exhales mist, its body measuring ten meters in diameter. Each scale is as large as a dustpan, swirling and dancing in the air, and with a single shake, it can already be several dozen miles away.

The old blind man smiled kindly and said, "It is merely the currency unit of the ancient mysterious realm's cultivation world."

The small world of Yunzhou spans three million four hundred thousand miles from north to south and two million nine hundred thousand miles from east to west. A mortal cannot traverse from the east to the west of this world in a single lifetime. Even the war steeds of the three great empires, which can travel ten thousand miles a day, would need to run continuously for nearly a year. Furthermore, no iron-hoofed beast can sustain a year of uninterrupted running; it requires at least half of that time to rest. Therefore, reaching the farthest point of the small world of Yunzhou would take at least two years.

Guo Yiyi sighed and said without a second thought: "I have nothing left; take whatever you want."

I ... ... '' Guo Yi found it truly incomprehensible, yet was filled with excitement in his heart

Generally speaking, upon reaching the third level of cultivation, one can enter the military as a foot soldier. Levels four to six allow one to hold positions such as centurion, thousand-man commander, or ten-thousand-man commander within the military. Cultivating to the seventh level and above in the "Great Martial Canon" enables one to become the overlord of a faction and a master of martial arts. The tenth level of the "Great Martial Canon" is referred to as "Martial Sage," representing the pinnacle of human capability. To surpass this limit, transforming a sage into a deity and achieving the legendary realm of immortality, akin to soaring into the sky during the day, is beyond what the "Great Martial Canon" can document. The tenth level of the "Great Martial Canon" is referred to as "Martial Sage," representing the pinnacle of human capability. To surpass this limit, transforming a sage into a deity and achieving the legendary realm of immortality, akin to soaring into the sky during the day, is beyond what the "Great Martial Canon" can document

The old blind man laughed and said, "If I told you that there are people in this world who have lived for ten thousand years, who can even burn the heavens and boil the seas, pluck the stars with their bare hands, and destroy a small world with a single step, would you believe it?"

Hand over the Sword of Burial Heaven that you possess

I believe you should not engage in fortune-telling; instead, becoming a unscrupulous businessman would surely allow you to earn a considerable amount of money

Alright, I will definitely repay the thirty celestial fruits as soon as possible

The majesty of the dragon's might can compel all things in heaven and earth to submit

White Flood Transformation

The small sword of burial in his arms flickered with a faint light, and on the sword body, numerous bloodlines emerged, forming over one hundred small characters. Each character seemed alive, constantly pulsating, as if each one represented a life. However, it lasted only for a moment before vanishing, as if it had never appeared at all

The value of a spiritual fruit is a hundred times that of a spiritual herb, and a single spiritual fruit is sufficient to drive a cultivation sect to desperation. Moreover, the celestial fruit mentioned by the old blind man is an extraordinary rarity, appearing only once in a millennium

Are you... really... truly a celestial being? Guo hetushu .com .com Lu really wanted to slap himself to see if he was dreaming, only to realize that his hands were useless.

The old blind man laughed heartily: "You must surely feel that it is worth the price, even the so-called celestial masters in your words can only travel a hundred thousand miles a day, but my white dragon can easily cover a million miles in a day"

At this moment, the old blind man felt no pain in his legs, and his back was no longer strained, resembling a shrewd businessman who had spotted a lucrative opportunity

The sound of the dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth, and Guo Yi was filled with confusion: "Who exactly is this old blind man? He is truly a celestial being!"

Guo Yi is not an impulsive person, but now he has no choice; even if it is unfair, he must endure it

Guo Yi realized that he was only at the second level of the "Great Martial Scripture" and that reaching the Martial Saint realm was still a distant goal, let alone the elusive path of cultivation, which made him feel somewhat disheartened

Really

It is impossible. If there are no immortals, how could anyone live for five hundred years, wield a sword to kill from a thousand miles away, and destroy a city with a mere conversation?" Guo Yi continued, "Even a martial sage can only live for a hundred years; only an immortal can live for five hundred years.

I want to become stronger! At this moment, Guo Yixin's obsession magnified infinitely, like a star exploding, affecting every cell in her body.

A wisp of white mist gathers around the flying vessel, partially obscuring and intertwining between the boat and the dragon. From a distance, it resembles celestial deities descending from the heavens on a divine craft.