At the southern end of Tianji, there is a mountain range called Kunwu. The Kunwu Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, with peaks and ridges unbroken from east to west, and since ancient times no one has been able to cross them. Ordinary people living not far from the mountains occasionally see purple clouds gathering in the mountains, shimmering with colorful lights; if they enter the mountains to search for the source, they will become lost in the misty clouds, and only by turning back can they find their way out.

  Gradually, people came to know that this mountain was a fairy mountain, and only fairies could enter it.

  Those immortals, coming and going with the clouds and mist, having a divine wind and a Taoist bone, summoning the wind and rain, all have their own abilities. If they find someone with spiritual roots in the mortal world, they will take them back to the immortal mountain for cultivation.

  Ordinary people in the world all hope to enter the fairy mountain and cultivate their fairy bones, but unfortunately, its hard to find the spiritual root. As for fairies, most people have only heard of them in legends.

  A young boy with a youthful appearance sat at a small stall on the side of the street, holding a worldly book and reading it with great relish. He would occasionally smile, sometimes frown, and when he came across an interesting part, he would burst out laughing, completely disregarding the gaze of others.

  Fortunately, this place is the Xianmen Schools Yunwu Mountains Xianfang City, where people coming and going are either cultivators or ordinary people who are used to such things. If it were in the mundane world, such behavior would likely have attracted a crowd of onlookers by now.

  "Xiao Tian, what book are you reading? Is a mortals book really that interesting?"

  The middle-aged Taoist priest at the small stall next to him smiled and asked a question while stroking his beard.

  The youth known as Little Tian raised his head and said, "Uncle Huang, this book isnt particularly interesting, its just that I find it amusing to see how ordinary people view us cultivators."

  "Oh?"

  The young man put down the book and said, "This book is about an immortal who lived among humans, eliminating evil and helping the weak, plundering the rich to aid the poor. Later, a worldly emperor wanted to recruit him into the imperial court, but he just walked away, carefree in the mortal world." The young man shook his head, "Cultivating immortality is useless for self-cultivation; entering the mundane world is pointless. Its clear that ordinary people have too many illusions about immortals."

  That Daoist with the surname Huang shook his head and said: "Ordinary people are just daydreaming, how can they imagine the difficulty of cultivating immortality?"

  What the world calls immortals are actually these cultivators. It is said that cultivating to the extreme can lead to ascension to the immortal realm and become an immortal, but this is just a legend. As far as we know now, even the highest level of cultivator has only reached the stage of transforming spirits, and it was already a thousand years ago. That senior has long since retreated from the world and its unknown whether hes still alive or not. And the remaining four realms, refining Qi, building foundation, golden elixir, and primordial infant, each one is harder to advance than the previous one. Throughout the entire Tianji, there are only a few hundred people who have reached the primordial infant stage.

  The young man in front of him and Huang Daoren were just cultivators in the Qi Refining stage. In this market, even Foundation Building cultivators were scarce, let alone Golden Core cultivators.

  The two of them sighed for a while, then the Taoist priest looked at his stall: "Xiao Tian, havent opened for business yet today?"

  "When you werent here, someone did come to ask about it, but they thought this thing was too expensive. If Second Uncle didnt urgently need the medicine, I would have sold it directly to the store, unfortunately the shopkeeper didnt recognize its value..."

  On his stall, there were several array disks and array flags. These objects are used to set up arrays, which all cultivators need to use when cultivating to prevent others from disturbing them or to gather spiritual energy. However, the way of array is profound and unpredictable, even after hundreds of years of study, its still not enough. Cultivators fear that time is short, and few are willing to invest time in this path. Only a few sects and families have array masters, and they are rarely seen among individual cultivators.

  He should have sold this array for a good price, but the materials required for this array are rare and not commonly used in the cultivation world. As a result, the price is very high. Although many people came to inquire about it over the past few days, they all shook their heads and left. No matter how good the array is, if the price is too high, it cant be sold.

  The Taoist with the surname Huang sells low-grade talismans on his stall, but they sell much better than his. He has been selling them all day and is almost sold out.

  At this time, Huang Daoren hesitated for a moment and asked: "Xiao Tian, how much can you sell this formation at the lowest price?"

  "Ah, Mr. Huang wants it?" the young man exclaimed in surprise, "If you want it, 300 spirit stones will do." This set of array disks was originally priced at 400 spirit stones, which is indeed a very good deal.

  Huang Daoren nodded after a moment of contemplation: "Alright, Uncle Huang will take advantage of you."

  Took out the money from selling talismans today and counted the accumulated savings. The two of them, each holding a spirit stone in one hand and an array disc in the other.

  The young man took out a jade slip from his bosom: "Uncle Huang, this is the method of array, setting up the array disk, as long as the main array flag is in hand, both killing and defense are possible."

  Huang Daoren winced at the spirit stones he had handed over, nodding his head: "I knew it, your uncle-nephew formation is definitely worth this price, otherwise I wouldnt have been able to afford it."

  Even if its a sect disciple, it would take several years to accumulate three hundred spirit stones. For a loose cultivator, it might be the savings of many years. If not for Huang Daorens wealth being well-managed, Im afraid he wouldnt have been able to afford this amount either.

  "Uncle Huang, thank you so much! Ill go buy some medicine right away. My uncle is still waiting for me."

  He put away his stall and headed towards the shop opened by Yunwu Mountain Sects disciples.

  Although Yunwu Mountain is only a medium-sized sect in the Xiu Xian realm, there are still many families and scattered cultivators attached to it. Many scattered cultivators rely on the streets of Yunwu Mountain to obtain some spiritual stones for cultivation.

  The store of Yunwu Mountain is the largest store in the bazaar.

  The young man entered the store and was greeted by the shop assistant: "Sir, what can I help you with?"

  This fellow is at the initial stage of Qi Refining, seeing him having mid-stage Qi Refining cultivation is actually being polite.

  Young man said: "Ten small still pills, are there?"

  Xiao Huan Dan is a medicine for treating injuries, and its quite expensive. When someone comes to buy it, they usually only buy one or two pills, and buying ten pills is already considered a big deal.

  Hearing this, the fellows smile grew even thicker: "Ah, yes, yes, you wait a moment."

  He turned around and reported a few words to the shopkeeper. The assistant took out a jade bottle from the counter: "This is Xiaohuan Dan, you can identify it."

  He took out a bottle stopper, poured out a pill, the fragrance hit his nose, he sniffed carefully and nodded: "Thats all."

  "In total ten pieces, five hundred spirit stones in exchange. If you have any rare items to trade, thats also acceptable."

  The young man didnt say anything, he just took out a Ling stone from his storage bag and handed it over to his partner for him to check.

  He carefully put the medicine into his storage bag and walked out of the shop with a spring in his step. With these ten Small Return Pills, Second Uncles injuries should be healed.

  The young man left the shop and made his way through seven twists and eight turns to a small courtyard, where he knocked on the door with a series of raps, and the gate creaked open in response.

  The young man entered the courtyard, pushed open the door and called out: "Second Uncle?"

  It was a long time before a voice came from the corner: "Xiao Tian is back, huh..." The voice was old and hoarse. On the bed in the corner sat an old man with his legs crossed, his face dark and pale, his features aged.

  The young man walked over, excitedly pulled out the jade bottle from his bosom: "Second Uncle, Huang Da Shu bought our Five Elements Birth and Kill Array, we have enough money to buy medicine now."

  "Is that so?" The old man forced a smile, took the jade bottle from him and sighed, "Its all been said to be useless, but you still bought it. If you use it to buy nourishing elixirs, your cultivation can at least improve by three layers, reaching the tenth layer, and it will be easier to ascend to the Immortal Platform..."

  "Second Uncle!" the young man exclaimed in annoyance.

  The old man who was sitting in meditation stopped talking and looked at him with a sigh again.

  The young man smiled: "Second Uncle, dont worry, although my cultivation is not that high, but I have practiced magic for a long time, and its also very promising."

  Although it was so, the old man did not relax his expression and only said: "If it doesnt work out, lets talk about it next time. Safety is important, dont force it."

  "I understand, for us cultivators, our lives are the most important thing. If we cant live forever, whats the point of cultivating? Ill definitely come back safely."

  The old man finally smiled: "Think so. There are still ten days before the Sendai meeting, you must prepare well, especially the technique of spiritual instruments, this is a lifesaving method."

  "Okay, Second Uncle, you rest and recover first, Ill go cultivate now."

  "Alright, go."

  The young man left this room and pushed open the door of the adjacent room.

  Washed her face with water, and then re-combed her hair. In the mirror, a clear and beautiful face was reflected. But in an instant, she tied up her hair again and transformed into a young boy.

  Ye Xiaotian is her current name. The name Mo Tian Ge should not appear before the marriage. This was decided by Second Uncle when they left Dong Meng Mountain years ago.

  For seven years, she followed her second uncle to drift in Dongkunwu, picking medicine, opening a shop, and catching beasts. The second uncles trouble was that the small shop couldnt be opened, so he had to make money by capturing monsters.

  At first, the Ye family had a lot of treasures, and Shou Jing Zhen Ren also returned the things left by his father, so they were quite wealthy. However, the way of cultivation consumed too much, let alone that their two spiritual roots were not good. Er Shu was a four-spirit root, able to build a foundation only because his father had piled up dan medicine back then, she was a five-spirit root, although she had good kung fu methods, but every step was difficult, and being able to cultivate to the seventh layer of Lian Qi in seven years was also due to Er Shus use of dan medicine.

  For several years, they exhausted their spiritual stones and had to think of ways to increase their income. Initially, they only went to pick spiritual grass in exchange for elixirs, but found that this was not enough to support the two of them in their cultivation. They then took out all their savings and opened a shop in a small market town. However, due to the oppression by the managing family of the market town, they did not make much profit and had to close down and look for another place. Finally, Second Uncle discovered that capturing demonic beasts was very profitable, so he joined forces with other cultivators to go deep into the mountains in the south to capture beasts. As a result, they accidentally encountered a fifth-grade Thunder Beast, equivalent to a Foundation Establishment cultivator. The five of them returned, one dead and four injured.

  Second Uncle was injured, making the situation even more difficult. Not only could they no longer continue to use elixirs for cultivation, but they also had to treat Second Uncles injuries. Fortunately, the Ye family originally had in-depth research on formation techniques. Although their spiritual roots were not good, they had a natural talent for formations. The uncle and nephew usually studied some formations during their free time, and when Mo Tian Ge was idle, he would set up a small stall to sell them and exchange them for elixirs.

  Second Uncle always said that if things continued like this, it would drag her down and prevent her from building a foundation. So a year ago, they came to Yunwu Mountain with the intention of entering the Yunwu Sect through the Xiantai Conference, so that the sects welfare would take care of her and she would have an easier time.

  The so-called Immortal Platform Meeting is the method by which these scattered cultivators join a sect. Most scattered cultivators have poor spiritual roots, and these sects recruit disciples with at least three spiritual roots; only cultivator families with extremely good relations with the sect can join with four spiritual roots. Obviously, such scattered cultivators are not possible. However, even if their spiritual roots are not good, some people coincidentally have rapid progress in their cultivation due to fortunate circumstances. This Immortal Platform Meeting is precisely for selecting these cultivators with potential to join a sect.

  As for the selection method, it is simply a life-and-death duel on stage. Once on stage, there is no quarter asked or given, although most sects will have a master of the Concoction period presiding over the proceedings to prevent unnecessary casualties. However, even with such precautions in place, injuries and fatalities can still occur, and sometimes the battles are so intense that both sides end up killing each other off.

  The song of the wild sky is not about learning from them to struggle desperately. Over the years, following Second Uncle, although she was wandering, her horizons were broadened, and Second Uncle treated her extremely well. The two relied on each other for survival, and she also walked out of the shadow of her childhood, becoming much more optimistic. She remembered what Second Uncle said: cultivating immortality is about making longevity ones goal, and life is the most important thing. Moreover, she didnt think that just because she couldnt enter a sect, she would be finished for life. Second Uncle said that Father had also built his foundation and formed his elixir alone, and it was only because of his existence that the Ye family continued for another two hundred years in Qingmeng Mountain. If Father could do it, then so could she!

  She sat down on the bed and began her practice for today with a determined mind.