"Lingbo Island. A small to medium-sized spiritual vein site, twenty miles long and fifteen miles wide. The island has a population of three hundred thousand. Fifty spiritual stones are produced every year."

  "Guanghua Island. A small, high-quality spiritual vein site, thirty miles long and twenty miles wide. The island has a population of 200,000. Two hundred spirit stones are produced every year."

  "Xing Huan Island. A mid-grade spiritual vein site, 90 miles long and 60 miles wide. The island has a population of 400,000. Produces 80 spiritual stones per year."

  "Duoxia Island. Lower-grade spiritual vein, 200 miles long and 50 miles wide, with a small spiritual medicine valley. The island has a population of 3 million. Annual output of 40 spiritual stones."

  ……

  Zhao Di discovered that the higher the quality of the spiritual vein, the more expensive the tuition fees were. On the other hand, the lower the quality of the spiritual vein, the cheaper the tuition fees were. This was because the density of the spiritual energy in high-quality spiritual veins was much higher, and the speed of cultivation could be a quarter faster than that of mid-quality spiritual veins. As a result, they were extremely sought after.

  For Zhao Di, who can afford to use high-grade spirit stones for meditation, the quality of the spiritual vein is not a consideration at all. As long as the fee paid is not excessively high, it's naturally not a problem either. Therefore, that lower-grade spiritual vein with a small medicine valley is actually the most worth considering for him. Although there may not be any precious spiritual herbs or medicines in this kind of medicine valley either.

  But what he saw next was a small island information that made him very excited:

  "Island of Lingzhi. Lower-grade spiritual vein, 110 miles long, 40 miles wide, with underground fire of the earth lung, and a ground fire house. The island has a population of 1.5 million. One hundred spirit stones per year."

  Although he was already a foundation-building period cultivator, able to use the spiritual energy in his dantian to spew out pre-heavenly flames for refining equipment and alchemy. However, doing so would consume an enormous amount of spiritual energy, making it impossible to sustain for too long.

  For Zhao Di, who will often need to refine equipment and elixirs in the future, if he uses earth fire to replace the pre-heavenly fire, he can save a lot of spiritual power, which is equivalent to saving a lot of time spent on meditation. As for the nature of low-grade spiritual veins and the cost of 100 spiritual stones, they are completely unnecessary to consider.

  Zhao Di thought for a moment and then said to the old man: "I have taken a liking to this island. May I rent it?"

  The old man had not yet spoken when a sudden "Wait!" came from outside the main hall.

  "I also want to rent this island!" A burly man with a thick beard quickly stepped into the hall, his loud voice preceding him.

  Zhao Di and the old man were both stunned. The old man thought to himself, this small island has been uninhabited for many years due to its poor spiritual vein situation and high price, yet today two cultivators want to specifically rent it, how strange!

  Zhao Di was also extremely depressed, this big Han's cultivation was in the middle of the foundation building period, one layer higher than himself, could it be that he would have to give up the small island he had set his sights on?

  "Weng Dao You, I also like this Lüjia Island, so please make a decision!" the big man said loudly.

  "This," the old man said with a difficult expression, "this Daoist friend arrived first and got here early. It's better for you to find another place." If it were any other mid-stage Jindan cultivator, the old man wouldn't have needed to pay attention. However, this big man in front of him was someone he recognized, not only did he have impressive strength himself, but he also had a close relationship with a highly respected late-stage Jindan cultivator on Xingxing Island, so he didn't dare offend him easily.

  "Hmph! What's this first-come-first-served nonsense? I've arrived at this place too, and this island still doesn't have an owner. Why not have a fair competition to see who's superior? Doesn't this island have rules? If two cultivators set their sights on the same cultivation spot, they can engage in a trial by combat, and only the winner can achieve their heart's desire!" The big man's voice was loud and clear, his words spilling out quickly like a torrent.

  "The...". The old man was also displeased in his heart, but he didn't dare to make a move. He said to Zhao: "This island indeed has such regulations, how does this Taoist friend view this matter?"

  "Let's just exchange blows without taking it too far, shall we?" Zhao Di said with a frown.

  "Hmph! It's not allowed to take a life, but if you're not careful, you might end up severely injuring your fellow Taoist!" The big man sneered, his words carrying a threatening tone.

  Zhao Di smiled slightly and said: "Since that's the case, I don't want to give up this island easily either. Please spare me, fellow Taoist! Who knows when and where we'll have a chance to test each other?"

  It's not a life-or-death battle, and Zhao Di also wants to find an opportunity to see the difference in strength between himself and a mid-term foundation-building cultivator, so he chooses to fight on the island of Chiqi. Anyway, if he can't win, he can admit defeat at any time, and with some care, he won't get hurt.

  This small island is quite suitable for him. Although he doesn't know what the other party likes about this island, he also doesn't want to let it go easily!

  The big Han saw that the other party did not retreat, and instead of getting angry, he smiled and said: "Haha, Daoist friend is indeed a brave man! Let's settle this today! We'll go to the outer hall of the Grand Temple to decide who wins or loses. Please, Old Man Dao, be our witness!" This big Han was an impatient person, and he loved to engage in martial arts duels. Seeing Zhao Di accept his challenge, he became itchy with anticipation and eager to try out his skills.

  Zhao nodded and followed the old man as they walked out of the grand hall with Da Han.

  "Be careful, fellow Taoist. This person's magic weapon is a Water-attribute Rolling Wave Halberd, which is an extraordinary Water-attribute top-grade magic weapon. Its power should not be underestimated!" The old man with the surname Weng transmitted his voice to Zhao Di.

  "Thanks for the reminder, fellow Taoist!" Zhao Di also sent a voice transmission, thinking to himself that this mid-grade spirit stone hadn't been wasted after all. This old man was clearly afraid of losing the spirit stone again and was more inclined to stand on his side. If he were to fight the Great Han to a draw, the old man would likely award the island to Zhao Di. Both emotionally and rationally, the old man wouldn't turn around and help the Great Han instead.

  The grand hall almost occupied the entire mountain top, and there was no spacious dueling ground on the mountain peaks outside the temple. So Da Han and Zhao Di flew in mid-air, more than ten zhang apart, and exchanged a courtesy with each other.

  "Watch out!" The big Han shouted loudly, his right hand swung fiercely downwards, a blue long spear flew towards Zhao Di.

  Zhao Di, who had long been prepared, also swung his sleeves, and eight flashes of red light shot out, each flying towards the blue halberd and the big Han.

  These are some of the thirteen flying needle artifacts that Zhao Di obtained from a cultivator with the surname Kuang, collectively known as the Red Cloud Thirteen Needles. A book in the storage bag of the cultivator with the surname Kuang mentions that if these thirteen flying needles were to be used simultaneously, they could be arranged into an extremely formidable formation, with endless possibilities for use, and would be a rare match among foundation-building cultivators! Unfortunately, with his current spiritual consciousness, he can barely control ten flying needles at most, while nine or fewer can be manipulated freely and easily.

  This was already the result of his spiritual consciousness far surpassing that of his peers. In the past, when he and Kuang were both in the initial stages of foundation building, Kuang had only managed to summon six flying needles.

  "What a top-notch Flying Needle Technique! And so many of them!" The big man's face showed a look of astonishment after witnessing Zhao Di's method.

  Not just him, but also the elderly man beside Zhuji, was shocked!

  The flying needle's attack speed is the fastest, making it impossible to defend against. Among many different types of dharmas, it is the one that cultivators are most unwilling to face. If the material of the flying needles is also excellent, then it can easily break through the defensive dharma's defense, and it is a very headache-inducing attack method.

  But when faced with a set of multiple flying needle devices, it's even more troublesome!

  "Ding ding" two sounds, two flying needles collided on the side of the blue long spear, knocking it open for several feet. This blue long spear was no ordinary product, and the flying needles did not leave any marks on it.

  "Alright, I give up!" The big Han saw that the opponent's two or three flying needles had blocked his own long spear's attack and several more were flying towards him. He immediately knew that his opponent was not to be underestimated, and with a single careless move, he would be pierced by the flying needles and suffer serious injury. So he conceded defeat cleanly and quickly.

  Although he had already conceded in his mouth, he still took out a blue shield and guarded himself in front of him.

  Zhao Di's sleeve robe lightly waved, and the eight red light spots immediately turned their heads and flew towards Zhao Di, entering his sleeves. This big man saw that his magic weapon was no match, so he immediately admitted defeat, this decisiveness, he had a few points of admiration for!

  "May I ask your noble surname, fellow Taoist? Your flying needle technique is indeed exceptionally sharp. Losing to you, I don't feel unjust!" The big man chuckled and took the win or loss quite lightly.

  "Alright! My surname is Zhao and my name is Di." Zhao Di replied. Then he slightly opened his mouth, whispered a few words to the big man. The big man listened, nodded in surprise, and seemed to agree on something.

  The old man with the surname Weng was naturally very curious, but he didn't ask much and efficiently handled the registration formalities for Lüjia Island. He handed over a token-like object to Zhao Di, which served as proof of his status as the island's master.

  After Zhao Di obtained the badge of Luo Jie Island, he walked out of the main hall and saw that the big man was indeed waiting for him quietly in the high air not far away.

  (First update, yesterday's rewards exceeded 10,000 again! Continuing with four updates! Thank you for your support, please collect and recommend!)