Eternal Life by Dual Cultivation

Chapter 223 165: Ling Changqing: 3 Women, 1 Opera...

The cultivators finally quieted down. Each chose a spot and sat, setting up Array Restrictions before taking out their fishing gear to try their luck.

"...Fellow Daoist Wang, things might get ugly soon!"

Yu Yalan hesitated for a moment, then asked via Divine Thought, "When will your squad of Deep Sea Dragon Race Cultivators be here?"

Ling Changqing replied, "I'm not sure. They're probably all searching for *that person* right now, so they might not come over here."

Yu Yalan whispered, "Then you should stick with us. Qingyang has already contacted a team of our family's cultivators, and they're rushing over now."

Facing cultivators who moved in groups, the solitary Wang Chang'an would undoubtedly be in great danger, which was why Yu Yalan made the offer.

"Alright, then. I'll be in your care, Sister Yalan!"

Ling Changqing replied, his expression unreadable.

...

A faint blush crept onto Yu Yalan's lovely face. This unfamiliar Dragon Race Cultivator had actually called her "sister," but she didn't find it unpleasant.

Just then, Ling Changqing's fishing rod twitched again.

He applied a bit of force, and the fishing line flew lightly into the air, pulling up a ball of azure light that seemed quite heavy.

Ling Changqing's muscles tensed as he reached out to catch it, and a faint cracking sound actually came from his wrist.

'It's this heavy?'

He couldn't help but frown. 'Good thing I'm a Body Cultivator. My Physique is comparable to a cultivator at the True Pill Level; otherwise, I really might not have been able to hold it.'

"Fellow Daoist Wang, did you just... pull up a piece of Cangxue Crystal Iron?"

Yu Qingyang said in astonishment.

When certain meteorites crash to earth, their core fragments often contain this Spirit Gold, which is unimaginably heavy.

The piece of Cangxue Crystal Iron in Ling Changqing's hand was only the size of a fist, yet he could barely lift it.

This was a Third Grade high-rank material, one of the key components used to forge Defensive Magical Treasures and Tianzhou Skyboats. Needless to say, it was incredibly valuable.

A hint of pleasure flickered in Yu Yalan's beautiful eyes. It seemed this Fellow Daoist Wang's luck was truly excellent. He hadn't been here long and had already fished up two Third Grade Materials.

In the distance, Liu Ying Meng Luan, who had just fished up a piece of Jade, turned her head to look over, a hint of confusion in her beautiful eyes.

'That unfamiliar cultivator doesn't look like he's from the Yu Family. How did he get mixed up with the Yu Qingyang siblings?'

She didn't dwell on it. After a moment's thought, she turned her attention back to her fishing rod.

For the next hour or so, Ling Changqing was on a roll, consecutively pulling up five or six second and Third Grade Spirit Gold Materials.

In front of the Era Star Palace's main hall, two more statues formed from the miraculous, dark-gold stars appeared. This meant Ling Changqing now possessed three Late-stage Golden Core Daoist Soldier Puppets, even if they were disposable.

Such incredible luck left not only the Yu Qingyang siblings dumbfounded, but even the cultivator teams from the other families in the distance were frequently glancing their way.

After a moment's hesitation, the young woman in white leading the Mu Family's group—the one with brows like distant mountains and a delicate, shy demeanor—gracefully rose to her feet and walked toward Ling Changqing.

'What does she want?'

Yu Yalan's delicate brows furrowed slightly, her soft, lovely voice tinged with a hint of displeasure.

"She's not coming over to start a fight, is she?"

Yu Qingyang chuckled, deciding not to intervene for the moment.

"...Fellow Daoist, I am Mu Yunxiu, the Legitimate Daughter of the Mu Family's main branch,"

The white-robed young woman walked to the edge of the Array Restriction, gave a slight curtsy, and said in a gentle voice,

"I am preparing to forge a Magical Treasure, but I'm short on some suitable materials. I wonder if you would be willing to part with that piece of Cangxue Crystal Iron? As for the price, that's negotiable!"

Ling Changqing nodded. "If you want it, that's fine. We can just use the going rate at the Marketplace!"

"That would be wonderful! Thank you, Fellow Daoist!"

Mu Yunxiu's eyes curved into crescents as she smiled. She took a bottle of Second Grade Elixirs from her Storage Pouch, handed it over, and said,

"These are Chenglu Pills, a specialty of our family. They're remarkably effective for healing. How about ten of them in exchange for your Cangxue Crystal Iron, Fellow Daoist?"

Ling Changqing smiled faintly. "Of course. In fact, I think I'm getting the better end of this deal."

He accepted the Pill Bottle and casually took out the piece of Cangxue Crystal Iron, handing it to Mu Yunxiu.

The young woman in white took it directly, tossing it lightly in her palm as if it were weightless before casually putting it away in her Storage Pouch.

"...I would have never guessed. So, you're a Body Cultivator as well, miss?"

Ling Changqing was a little surprised. The young woman looked so delicate and timid, as if a gust of wind could blow her over, yet her Physique was so formidable that it was nearly on par with his own.

It was clear that these favored daughters, meticulously groomed by the Nine Great Families, each possessed extraordinary qualities and could not be underestimated.

Mu Yunxiu gave an innocent smile. Her graceful figure drew a few steps closer as she said warmly,

"I see that you also practice a Body Cultivation Technique, Fellow Daoist, though you've yet to reach a profound Realm. Why don't you come over to my spot? We could exchange some insights on our cultivation."

"Er, about that..."

Ling Changqing looked at her doubtfully. He had a feeling the motive behind this invitation wasn't entirely pure.

"Mu Yunxiu, don't you think you're going a bit too far?"

Beside them, Yu Yalan's delicate brows shot up as she spoke in a cold voice.

Although she had no real friendship with this Dragon Race Cultivator, they were at least acquaintances. To have him lured away by the other woman's scheming made her feel like someone was being poached from right under her nose.

The proud Yu Yalan could not stomach such an indignity.

Mu Yunxiu blinked her beautiful eyes, her face a mask of adorable innocence.

"I just want to talk to him, that's all! There's nothing else to it. Why are you so nervous, Sister?"

Yu Yalan sneered. "Fellow Daoist Wang is a guest of my Yu Family. To have designs on him like this... aren't you disrespecting my family a little too openly?"

If her own family's team of cultivators had already arrived, she would have been sorely tempted to teach the other woman a small lesson.

Mu Yunxiu spread her hands, her expression one of pure innocence as she said,

"Sister Lan, it's not like I'm stealing your Dao Companion, am I? Is there really a need for such a big reaction?

Unless... Sister, have you actually taken a liking to him? Does this mean you're not going to look for that Child of Destiny anymore? Would your family's ancestors permit you to be so willful and reckless?"

Mu Yunxiu was, of course, well aware that Yu Yalan had broken off her engagement with that prodigy from the Mu Family.

Even though the matter had nothing to do with her personally, as a member of the Mu Family's younger generation, her impression of Yu Yalan was obviously not a good one.

Now that she had the chance, it was inevitable that Mu Yunxiu would take a few subtle jabs at her.