Before long, a red light flashed and stopped in front of Zhao Di, more than 100 meters away. A middle-aged man with a bright crown on his head appeared before Zhao Di's eyes, wearing a brocade robe.

  This middle-aged man had a crooked eye and nose, with a lewd expression. His cultivation was surprisingly at the peak of the initial stage of forming elixirs, surpassing Zhao Di, who had only recently formed his elixir, by a notch!

  Zhao's eyebrows slightly furrowed, the person in front of him cast a glance with a hint of greed, giving him an uncomfortable feeling, making his first impression of him even worse! At the same time, he also confirmed again that he had never met this person before.

  Zhao Di smiled slightly and clasped his fists, saying: "This is the Ma Elder of Hehai Gate, I wonder what business you have to discuss with me? As for me, I have never met or known this Taoist friend before."

  The middle-aged man's gaze swept around Zhao Di's body and then cupped his fists in response: "Indeed, it is Ma Mou! Let the Taoist friend wait for a long time. Ma Mou has an unreasonable request. I don't know if you have a sect on your body. If not, Ma Mou sincerely invites the Taoist friend to join my Hepai Gate and take up the position of gate elder."

  Zhao Di's eyebrows slightly furrowed as he coldly stared at the other person. The other party's words just now were obviously prepared on the spot, if they were sincere in their invitation, why wouldn't they have sent a few transmission talismans to his cave beforehand? And why would they need to send someone to wait here specially? In his cave, he had received many transmission talismans from various sects and factions, all of which were congratulatory messages on his successful formation of the elixir, along with invitations. However, there was no message from He Hai Men's Ma Changlao among them.

  The other party's original intention was definitely not to invite him in, and he wondered why he changed his mind at the last minute. After a moment of contemplation, he roughly guessed what had happened.

  It was probably the various good things that happened before closing the door, as well as sending someone to stare at his cave, were all arranged by this Mazu repairman. Only this person was staring at himself alone, but he couldn't guess why for a while.

  As for why the other party suddenly changed their mind and invited him in, it was probably because he had successfully refined his elixir, his cultivation was already close to completion, and he also possessed a treasure.

  With Zhao Di's intelligence and wisdom, in a short moment, he connected some things that happened over the past decades and roughly guessed the truth of the matter.

  He didn't ask much at this time and said lightly: "I'm really not convenient to join your sect, thank you for your kindness, Daoist Ma!"

  The bald middle-aged man chuckled and said with a light tone: "Fellow Taoist, don't be impatient. If you're willing to join our sect, the benefits will be numerous. Let's not mention other things for now. How about I give this water and this little girl as your concubine?" As he spoke, the middle-aged man pointed to a white-clad young girl who was standing aside with her head lowered in silence.

  The girl heard this and suddenly lost her composure, her small face flushing bright red, with an angry look in her eyes, but she didn't dare to retort.

  Zhao Di smiled slightly and said faintly, "Thank you, Ma Daoist friend, for your kind intentions. I appreciate it. However, I do have some inconvenience, please forgive me! I still have important matters to attend to, so I won't keep you company for long!" After finishing speaking, he bowed with his fists to the middle-aged man and transformed into a blue light heading towards the direction of the market.

  The girl watched the young man's receding back, and let out a long sigh of relief in her heart. In this way, her impression of this seemingly very young senior was actually not bad at all.

  The bald middle-aged man had a gloomy face, and muttered to himself: "This person has just formed the elixir, yet there is already some treasure aura leaking out, it's clear that he already possesses a magical artifact. In this case, his strength is on par with mine, I also can't calculate his wealth and treasures. This matter has been planned for decades, in the end it was all for nothing."

  For a cultivator who has just formed his Golden Core, tens of thousands of spirit stones are also a considerable fortune, almost the entire wealth of a cultivator who has recently formed his Golden Core. Therefore, he is determined to get Zhao Di, even if he knows that Zhao Di has successfully formed his Golden Core, he will not give up. Because he thinks that a cultivator who has just formed his Golden Core may not have a magic treasure in hand, and his strength is also ordinary, if he can lure him away from this Penglai Fairy Island, he still has a great opportunity to kill him and steal his treasure.

  Unfortunately, this wealthy late-stage foundation-building cultivator not only successfully formed his elixir but also emitted a faint aura of treasure energy from his body, clearly having refined a magical artifact within himself.

  For Jiedan period cultivators, the strength of their power is not only determined by their own cultivation level, but also by the might of their magical artifacts. Different magical artifacts have vastly different powers, which in turn determine the varying levels of strength among Jiedan period cultivators. Possessing a powerful magical artifact can greatly surpass others of the same rank and even allow for the killing of higher-ranked cultivators!

  The middle-aged monk with no confidence, also did not dare to continue having improper thoughts about Zhao Di, could only casually weave a very ordinary excuse, and perfunctorily dealt with the matter.

  Years of planning have come to nothing, and the bald middle-aged man's mood is naturally not good. He coldly told the girl: "Tell your fellow disciples that this matter will be dropped from now on, and there's no need to keep an eye on it anymore! A bunch of useless guys!" After finishing speaking, he transformed into a red light and returned by the original route.

  The young girl was overjoyed, finally able to stop nervously monitoring a senior who had reached the Congealing Dan stage! As for the rewards that this old man had originally promised her and several of her fellow disciples, he didn't mention them now, and she didn't dare ask. This old man's reputation in the sect was not good, and she hadn't expected to get any benefits anyway; being able to extricate herself from this matter safely was already a stroke of luck!

  She let out a long sigh and rode off on a white silk ribbon, fluttering away.

  Zhao Di transformed into a blue light, rapidly approaching the Penglai Fang City. His cultivation of Hunyuan Jue had some unique aspects, it can be said that it integrated and contained the five elements attributes, therefore, he could change his escape light color at will to avoid being recognized as the origin of the purple escape light of Hunyuan Jue.

  The flying speed of a Jiedan period cultivator is extremely fast, and they don't even need to use a flying magic tool. Even now that Zhao Di hasn't used his full strength, his flying speed is still much faster than when he used the Treading Wind Chariot before.

  Soon after, Zhao Di arrived in the middle of the town.

  He was already very familiar with this huge bazaar and had only walked a few steps before turning into a three-story building that was hundreds of feet wide.

  This is a classic book spectrum, with rows of seven or eight feet high and dozens of feet long giant bookshelves lying among them, filling up more than half of the huge hall.

  The owner of this ancient bookstore was a middle-aged scholar who sat behind the counter, holding an old and worn-out leather-bound book, reading with great interest. Suddenly, he felt a strong spiritual fluctuation coming from the entrance, turned his head to look, and saw a young man in purple clothes walking into the store, whose spiritual fluctuation showed that this person was a high-ranking cultivator who had formed his elixir.

  The middle-aged bookworm hastily put the old books into his arms, walked quickly forward, bowed and saluted: "Senior's arrival brings glory to our humble shop! I'm sorry for not welcoming you from afar, please forgive me!"

  The other clerks and customers in the bookstore also noticed that a superior person had arrived, and they all stopped their work, motionless.

  This ancient bookstore, Zhao Di had been to several times during the foundation-building period, all wearing a bamboo hat to cover his true appearance, so the shopkeeper did not recognize him. At that time, Zhao Di only had one Qi-refining stage partner to greet him, and didn't bother this shopkeeper.

  Zhao Di waved his hand lightly and said faintly: "No need to be polite! I heard that your place has a wide range of classics, is this true?"

  The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled and said with great confidence: "In response to your question, our humble shop has a collection of no less than 100,000 volumes, which is indeed very comprehensive. Among the numerous bookstores in this Penglai Island Market, ours is undoubtedly one of the best in terms of scale and variety!"

  "Oh, I'd like to take a look myself and see if we can find something useful!" Zhao Di said, stroking his chin. The ambiguous smile on his face made it impossible for the middle-aged Confucian scholar to tell whether he believed what had just been said or not.

  The middle-aged Confucian scholar said respectfully: "Yes! Senior, please follow me to the third floor. The content of the two floors below is probably useless to seniors."

  Zhao nodded and followed the middle-aged Confucian scholar to the third floor, where there were fewer books. There was only one large bookcase, on which thousands of jade slips of various colors were scattered. The bookshelf had a layer of spiritual light flashing, obviously with a restrictive protection.

  But Zhao Di saw at a glance that this seal was like a child's play to him, who had just started cultivating the Congealing Dan, and could be easily broken with a wave of his hand.

  Without waiting for the middle-aged Confucian scholar's introduction, he covered his hand with a faint layer of spiritual light and easily broke through the seal. He took out a jade slip, quickly browsed the contents recorded on it, and soon put it back in its original position, taking out another jade slip at the same time.

  The middle-aged Confucian scholar stood respectfully on one side, silent and unmoving.

  After more than half a day, Zhao had roughly scanned these classics, picked out more than ten jade slips, handed them over to the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and ordered him to make a copy.

  After paying a small amount of spirit stones that was negligible to him, Zhao Di left the bookstore.

  Zhao Di also patronized several other shops, and without exception, received warm hospitality.

  He then left Fang City and rushed to the teleportation array at the top of Yuntai Mountain, and after being teleported, he arrived on Planet No. 5.

  (Second update! Please collect and recommend!)