Under Zhao Di's full force driving the Wind Chariot, flying at extreme speed, more than half a month later, Zhao Di arrived at Island No. 5.
Along the way, he also encountered two groups of three or four Foundation Building cultivators. Although they were mostly mid-to-late stage Foundation Building cultivators, when they saw Zhao Di's extremely fast speed and his early-stage Foundation Building cultivation, none of them made a move to rob him.
At the early stage of foundation building, how many treasures can be hidden in one's pocket! Moreover, the opponent's speed is so fast that it's extremely difficult to kill. With such skills, it's better to go find a fourth-level demon beast, its value is equivalent to the wealth of an ordinary early-stage foundation-building cultivator.
After arriving at Wuhou Island, Zhao Di felt much more at ease. The order on this island was managed by the Outer Sea Merchant Alliance, and there were always two or more Nascent Soul stage experts stationed here to maintain order, so those Foundation Building stage demonic cultivators would not be allowed to run amok.
This fifth island is vast in area, but only within the hundreds of miles range covered by the array method, there are shadows of existing cultivators. Apart from this street market, there are only some mansions built by the Outer Sea Merchant Alliance for rent to cultivators. He turned around in the market and did not see the figures of Xi Feng and others, nor did he see those few demonic cultivators.
He stayed on the fifth island for two months, and except for occasionally spending a small amount of spirit stones to buy two or three third-grade demon pellets and some cheap demon beast materials, he still hadn't received any news from Xi Feng and the others. Even those few demonic cultivators didn't appear on the fifth island. So he returned to Penglai Fairy Island through the transmission array.
The two Nascent Soul stage cultivators managing the transmission array were still there, and one of them, an old man, looked at Zhao Xuan with surprise and muttered to himself: "Those who didn't return after building their foundation in the later stages have returned, while those who did return after building their foundation in the early stages are now back again. How strange!" The cultivator's memory was impressive, as even though many cultivators used this transmission array every month, the old man still recognized Zhao Xuan at a glance and remembered that he had come to the island with several Foundation Establishment stage cultivators and one Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
Zhao Di walked out of the No. 5 Grand Hall on the top of Yun Tai Mountain, stepped on the Treading Wind Dragon Law instrument, and once again looked far away at Penglai Fairy Island from the top of Yun Tai Mountain. He was still attracted by this majestic and magnificent momentum, and his chest was naturally filled with heroic ambitions. For a moment, he even thought that one day he would become the master of the fairy island, standing on the top of Penglai Peak, overlooking the lives of all beings on the fairy island. Of course, this unrealistic idea, like his expectation of becoming a Yuan Ying period cultivator one day, was quickly thrown out of his mind.
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He Lao was an extremely ordinary Qi Refining stage cultivator on a small island near Penglai Immortal Island. Due to his average spiritual roots, he had been cultivating arduously for most of his life and yet only managed to reach the fourth layer of the Qi Refining stage. Now in his seventies, with a large patch of white hair and almost bald, but as a cultivator, his body was still quite robust. In his situation, it was already impossible to establish a foundation! Most cultivators who reached this point would choose a quiet place to spend their remaining years in peace.
But He Lao had a beloved only granddaughter who also possessed spiritual roots. In order to collect some elixirs and other cultivation resources for his granddaughter, to help her improve her cultivation, the old man had no choice but to come to Penglai Market City, continuing to work hard, relying on guiding new cultivators in the market city to earn a small amount of spirit stones.
As a guide, Master Shi wasn't in high demand and didn't get many guiding jobs every month. Therefore, he would occasionally take on some short-term work, helping out with odd jobs at small shops to earn a few more spirit stones.
That day, he didn't receive any other work and was taking his 7 or 8 year old granddaughter for a stroll near the entrance of the town, to see if there were any monks who needed guidance.
Every time a cultivator descends from the sky and arrives in this town, he must approach to greet him and ask if he needs a guide. In most cases, the other party is coldly rejected, occasionally someone politely declines, and some cultivators don't even wait for him to get close before opening his mouth, with a wave of his sleeve, a huge spiritual pressure makes him stumble backward several steps, and he can only retreat far away.
Another monk wearing a black hood and with an unclear face appeared in the market, Old He saw his profound and unfathomable spiritual fluctuations, and was certain that he was a monk above the foundation-building stage. So he stepped forward a few steps, bowed his head and said: "Senior, are you new to Penglai Market? Do you need my help?" In the immortal world, seniority is determined by one's cultivation level. Although Old He was quite old, since the other party had a higher cultivation level than himself, he naturally referred to himself as junior.
"Are you a guide?" a hoarse male voice asked from under a black hood.
"This young man is a guide in this area, and he's very familiar with the Penglai Fairy Island Market. He'll definitely be able to save you a lot of time!" Old Man He said excitedly, seeing that his counterpart hadn't directly refused.
The cultivator wearing a black conical hat was indeed Zhao Di. After emerging from the transmission array at the top of Cloud Platform Mountain, he put it on as a precaution. This was a pretty good magical instrument that he had bought in the West Star Island's market. It was similar to the black gauze conical hat he used before, both of which were designed to cover his face and block other cultivators' divine sense from probing, except that this black conical hat was more effective, even a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator couldn't see through it. There were quite a few cultivators like Zhao Di who wore black conical hats, with varying levels of cultivation. It seemed that in any market, regardless of the level of cultivation, there were many cultivators who did not want to reveal their true appearance.
Zhao Di didn't directly head to the transmission array leading to Xing Chen Island. He had some matters to attend to in the city, but this city was so vast that if he were to search for it on his own, he might waste several months. Fortunately, with a guide, things would be much easier.
He glanced at the old man and the lovely little girl behind him, saying: "Very well, do you know where there is a puppet shop in the bazaar?"
"As for what you asked, there is a store called Qiao Qi Ge in the middle of Fang City that specializes in selling puppets. There's also another one on the west side of Fang City, but it's smaller in scale. I can take you there and be your guide for the day, all for just three pieces of low-grade spirit stones."
"If you do well, I'll give you five pieces of Ling Stone! Come on up!" Zhao Di commanded in a hoarse voice, as he tossed out the Treading Wind Python, allowing the old and young duo to mount it.
The old man was overjoyed and hastily pulled the little girl onto the Jade Dragon.
Zhao Di also leaped lightly, stepping on the Treading Wind Python and urging it to fly upwards at an angle. Although Zhao Di intentionally slowed down his speed a bit, the whistling gust of wind was still a bit too strong for the old man and his granddaughter, so the old man deployed a defensive light shield to protect himself and his granddaughter.
The little girl in the light cloak still clutched the old man's hem tightly, her eyes closed, not daring to move. After the Wind Chariot flew to a certain height, it changed to a gentle flight, and the little girl finally opened her eyes, boldly looking around at the dense buildings and tiny crowds of people, as well as the clouds drifting by beside her, and the towering peaks in the distance. For a moment, she forgot her fear, and her eyes were filled with wonder and enchantment. She stole a glance at Zhao Di, just as he turned his head back, startling her into hastily lowering her head.
"Is this your descendant?" Zhao asked the old man in a low voice.
"This is the only granddaughter of the younger generation, and also the only relative with spiritual roots in the world. Xianxian, hurry up and meet your seniors!" The old man instructed.
"It's an honor to meet you, senior!" The little girl bowed politely.
Zhao nodded and said: "Your granddaughter's spiritual root talent is much better than yours, at this age, she has already reached the second layer of the Refining Qi period."
"Haha, senior is absolutely right, I'm extremely untalented, and my cultivation will probably remain at this level for the rest of my life. But this granddaughter of mine is indeed something to be proud of - in just a few months, she's already cultivated to the second layer of her technique, so her innate talent shouldn't be bad. It's just unfortunate that over the past year or two, I haven't had the chance to meet any seniors who have reached the foundation-building stage, so I'm unable to confirm what specific properties her spiritual root has." The old man said with some pride, but also a hint of regret.
"Oh? Let me take a look!" Zhao Di said, beckoning to the little girl at the same time.
The old man was overjoyed and hastily pulled the little girl in front of Zhao Di, bowing his head and saying: "Thank you, senior!"
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