Chapter 31 Leaving the Mountain

  Since Wu Ling was unwilling to specifically mention the secrets related to this cave, Zhang Heng naturally wouldn't ask more questions, and some doubts could only be put aside for now.

  In his opinion, with the advantage of his abnormal ability, as long as he is careful and cautious, he shouldn't suffer any great losses.

  Because there were still some secrets in the mysterious cave that he didn't know, Zhang Heng thought it would be difficult to swallow the treasure with one's own strength.

  Zhang Heng and Wu Ling secretly discussed in the house for a while, and soon they drafted a preliminary cooperation plan.

  Before leaving, Wu Ling took out two crystal stones from his storage bag and gave them to Zhang Heng.

  Zhang Heng couldn't help but be shocked by the quality of the crystal, and he stared at it in his hand in disbelief: "It's actually a mid-grade crystal! Given to me?"

  This was Zhang Heng's first time seeing a mid-grade crystal stone, and he felt slightly excited.

  In the Xiu Zhen world, the most common circulating currency is low-grade crystal stone.

  As for mid-grade crystal stones, they are generally only used in transactions between high-ranking cultivators. Although on the surface, one mid-grade crystal stone can be exchanged for 100 low-grade crystal stones, the actual price is far higher than that.

  Zhang Heng wasn't very clear about the specific situation either, after all he was just a Qi Refining cultivator at the bottom of the Immortal Cultivation world.

  Wu Ling smiled lightly and said, "Since we've already formed an alliance, I naturally hope that my teammate's strength can be a bit stronger. Moreover, the Fang Yun gathering is about to take place soon, so it's better for you to save some of your strength. Use these crystal stones to buy some auxiliary tools like talismans and symbols, they will come in handy later on."

  Zhang Heng couldn't help but sigh in admiration. This Wu Ling was indeed a "rich man", able to casually give away mid-grade crystal stones, and still do so with such ease.

  Suddenly, Zhang Heng's mind flashed with an idea - if he were to get rid of this guy, what kind of gains would he reap?

  But Zhang Heng quickly dispelled this idea, with Wu Ling's cunning, he wouldn't not understand the principle of "not showing off one's wealth". Maybe this guy still has some hidden cards that are not certain.

  Moreover, the other party already possesses a defensive spiritual artifact. In a situation where they are on guard, it will be very difficult for Zhang Heng to take them down.

  After Wu Ling left, Zhang Heng thought of the snow lotus in his storage bag again.

  As he stretched out his hand, the snow lotus transformed by Ning Xue Rong appeared in his palm. A faint icy aura spread among the flowers, and the intoxicating fragrance of the flower seemed to be floating in the room.

  Zhang Heng found that the spiritual fluctuations on Xue Lian had disappeared, and she was quietly lying in his palm, like a beautiful woman who had fallen into a deep sleep, evoking feelings of pity and affection, yet he couldn't bear to disturb her beautiful dream.

  Since Xue Lian was already "asleep", Zhang Heng naturally wouldn't disturb her, carefully putting her into the storage bag, but in his heart there was a different kind of emotion.

  After tidying up the house and courtyard for a while, Zhang Heng still decided to follow Wu Ling's suggestion and go to "Dutianbao"

  Dutianbao is the most formal one in this area of thousands of miles, a large market for transactions between cultivators.

  Tang Feng had been cultivating in Fangyun Mountain for over a decade and rarely went to Dutiange Fortress, so he only had a superficial understanding of the fortress.

  Zhang Heng wanted to go to Du Tianbao, on the one hand, to gain some experience, and on the other hand, also to follow Wu Ling's advice, to buy some talismans and other tools, in preparation for future needs.

  In addition, Zhang Heng also had a hint of fantasy in his heart, wondering if he could dig up some treasures like the protagonists in those novels.

  After making up his mind, Zhang Heng immediately walked out of the inner gate and flew towards Fangyun Mountain on his Wuling Sword.

  At this moment, Zhang Heng's speed in driving the Lingyuan was much faster than before, which also benefited from the advantage of refining the Void Spirit.

  When a cultivator uses object control technique to fly, its effect is also determined by the quality of spiritual energy inside their body.

  If a foundation-building monk were to cast control techniques to fly, even if using an ordinary magic tool, the speed would not be slower than that of a refining monk flying with a spiritual tool.

  Zhang Heng didn't fly at full strength, probably only using about 50% of his speed, and even so, this speed was still quite fast.

  Before long, they left the sphere of influence of Tieling Peak and crossed several continuous mountain ranges to arrive at the territory of Xianyun Sect.

  If it were before he practiced the Deviant Technique, Zhang Heng would definitely slow down his flight and try to keep a low profile, not drawing attention from others.

  But now it's different, his speed hasn't decreased at all, and he's still flying as usual.

  Several disciples of the Xianyun Sect found him along the way, and seeing Zhang Heng's calm and composed appearance, they only took a few more glances without coming to provoke him.

  Zhang Heng deeply felt the benefits of increased strength. With strength comes courage, and with courage, others may not dare to provoke you. Sometimes, the more you retreat and keep a low profile, the more others will come to find fault with you, and when they do, they will first look for soft persimmons to squeeze.

  In the world of cultivating immortals, for every bit of strength you gain, your status will rise by a corresponding amount.

  Even a being as powerful as the Blood Killing God Emperor would have to bow down in front of him throughout the entire cultivation world.

  All the way unimpeded, when passing by Xianyun Sect, Zhang Heng did not encounter any resistance and soon left the sphere of influence of Xianyun Sect, flying to a buffer zone between Huoyun Gate and Xianyun Sect.

  As soon as Zhang Heng arrived at this place, he found that two people were fighting in a distant place on the ground.

  One of them was Li Feng from the Xianyun Sect, who stood on a high slope, his spiritual seal striking out continuously, his dragon-patterned sword leaving behind residual shadows as it clashed with the opponent's spiritual instrument.

  The youth opposite him was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate face and a hint of childishness, his eyes blazing with anger as he wielded a long red staff that shone like polished steel in the air, fighting Li Feng to a stalemate.

  The long stick in the young man's hand swung every time, accompanied by a large piece of fire cloud, bursting out a string of sparks, and Li Feng's spiritual instrument was knocked open.

  Li Feng's battle was extremely calm, the dragon-patterned knife in his hand did not have any attribute attacks, but it had an advantage in terms of attack speed, and the dragon-patterned knife would often suddenly change direction, making it impossible to defend against.

  Zhang Heng couldn't help but feel interested in that young man, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old and already had the strength of a late-stage Qi Refiner. Could it be that his talent surpassed even Luo Xingyun's?

  Judging from his kung fu skills, he should be a disciple of Huoyunmen, but Zhang Heng didn't recognize him.

  Is it a newcomer? Or is it like Wu Ling, with some secret on his body, but he is very low-key in his daily life, hiding his own strength.

  As the battle reached its climax, that young man was actually able to suppress Li Feng by a fraction and subtly gain an advantage.

  Of course, Li Feng's combat experience is extremely rich, and he may be intentionally taking a defensive stance to consume the opponent's magic.

  Zhang Heng glanced at it a few times in the air, and then felt disappointed. The simple spiritual instrument seemed to have no meaning when compared. However, among the Qi Refining stage cultivators, the attack power of the spiritual instrument was the strongest in single-target attacks.

  Zhang Heng mounted his spiritual vehicle and prepared to leave.

  Just then, Li Feng shouted loudly: "Halt!"

  The dragon-patterned dagger burst forth with a burst of cyan light, forcing the youth's spiritual instrument back.

  "Li Feng, have you conceded defeat? If so, then please follow the terms of our wager and go apologize to Luo Shizi."

  The young man stared at Li Feng with an aggressive gaze, as if he would not rest until his goal was achieved.

  "Zhao Shidi, our bet will not be cancelled, but for now I have something else to attend to. Wait here for half a stick of incense."

  Li Feng, who had always been arrogant, was surprisingly polite when speaking to the young man, but his eyes darted towards Zhang Heng, who was flying through the air.

  "Stop right there, Zhang Heng!!" Li Feng bellowed, his face twisted in a scowl as he glared up at Zhang Heng hovering in mid-air, his eyes filled with hostility.

  Zhang Heng, who had already flown a distance, was first stunned and then let out a cold laugh as he drove the Lingzhu down towards the ground.

  He'd like to see what kind of tricks this "Li Lunatic" will come up with to make things difficult for himself.

  There's still one more chapter tonight, and if there are tickets available, I'll grab them.