Seeking Immortality In The World Of Cultivation

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One's self is the most important.

In most situations, it is enough to take care of oneself.

If it does not affect oneself, it is not impossible to help those who are extremely close to oneself.

But if they want to be a saint when it's dangerous, such cultivators usually don't live long.

"If it hadn't been for your cautiousness, I would probably die in that disaster too," He Song listened to Wei Fan's sigh, his expression becoming somber.

If it wasn't for his own caution and Wei Fan's willingness to lend a hand.

He's afraid he would have only ended up leaving the Immortal Pavilion and going to the mortal world as a loose cultivator.

If he didn't leave.

The fate of the loose cultivators outside the Immortal Pavilion would have been his fate.

After this ordeal, He Song also began to be vigilant within himself.

In the future, he must be more cautious.

One must absolutely not be careless, lest in this cruel Cultivation World, they risk their own life.

"Brother Wei, after today, I'll return to the outside of the Immortal Pavilion once again. I could only escape this disaster with your great help, and I will never forget your kindness."

When they arrived at the outskirts of Immortal Pavilion, He Song, from a distance, saw that his original house had not been damaged, and quickly thanked Wei Fan with a salute.

Although he had a backup plan in his heart, gratitude was still gratitude, and He Song firmly remembered Wei Fan's kindness.

He had already taken all the tokens and other items with him when he left Wei Fan's residence.

Now that Master Cheng Shan had returned and the crisis was resolved, He Song would not continue to live in Wei Fan's courtyard.

It was inconvenient.

And it made He Song feel like he was living under someone else's roof.

This feeling made He Song somewhat uncomfortable.

Wei Fan, although a good friend, when the crisis of Immortal Pavilion was resolved, He Song was eager to return to his own residence.

Not for any other reason, just for the sake of feeling more at ease.

"We shouldn't be so formal with each other. You stay here first, and when the first of next month comes, I'll transfer the rights to this house to your name, and only then will we start calculating the rent."

Wei Fan shook his head, not retaining He Song.

But he used his power to save He Song a few spirit stones.

As a Qi Refining late stage cultivator and Steward of Spirit Construction Pavilion.

Wei Fan had some influence in Spirit Construction Pavilion, and with just a casual remark, he was able to save He Song nearly a month's rent.

However, it was also due to the recent disaster at Immortal Pavilion that most of the houses built by Spirit Construction Pavilion were damaged, and reconstruction would take some time.

Therefore, he was able to say this.

If it were an ordinary time, even as a Steward of Spirit Construction Pavilion, he would not have such power.

This was a small favor he did for He Song.

After sending He Song home, Wei Fan made an excuse to leave.

As a Steward of Spirit Construction Pavilion, most of the rental houses on the outskirts of the Immortal Pavilion had been damaged. He would be busy for a long time.

It was only because of bringing He Song home safely that he had made this trip.

If it hadn't been for this, he probably would have appeared in the Spirit Construction Pavilion the moment Master Cheng Shan returned to Immortal Pavilion.

Back at home.

He Song opened his door.

Only after entering the room did he find that the originally tidy room had become extremely messy.

He Song had cleaned the house before leaving, but now it was unrecognizable.

It seemed that someone had visited the place, perhaps an Evil Cultivator or someone else.

These messy items seemed to have been moved around by someone.

But He Song had taken everything with him before leaving, leaving only worthless things behind.

Therefore, there was no loss.

However, although there was no loss, the mess made He Song frown.

Helpless.

He simply started to tidy up.

As a cultivator, one's physical strength is definitely much stronger than ordinary people.

With the spirit power in their body, He Song was able to quickly clean the room.

Soon, the messy room regained its original tidiness.

He Song then sat at his desk, where he had been for more than five years.

He poured himself a pot of tea

His mind flashed with the experiences of this period.

Three months ago, He Song went to live in Wei Fan's home because of his cautiousness.

In a blink of an eye, it's already been three months.

Until today, He Song finally moved out of Wei Fan's home and returned to his own.

Throughout these three months, He Song didn't feel anything wrong.

But thinking back to the scene this morning where Master Cheng Shan killed people in the marketplace, He Song began to wonder if something was wrong.

With the dharma title 'Cheng Shan', one may assume his magic weapon would be the Green Mountain Seal.

However, when seen today, Master Cheng Shan's huge Green Mountain Seal did not seem to show its power.

Instead, Master Cheng Shan eventually used a nearly invisible golden thread to defeat the Evil Cultivators.

Compared to that, He Song is more inclined to believe that the huge Green Mountain Seal is just a decoy.

Specifically to attract the attention of others.

Even willing to use his own dharma title as a cover.

Unfamiliar people hearing the dharma title would pay extra attention to the Green Mountain Seal in his hand.

However, the golden thread in Master Cheng Shan's hand is only his real trump card.

From the beginning, not only He Song, but also the other cultivators, and even the evil cultivators, had focused on the Green Mountain Seal.

It wasn't until later on that the golden thread showed its might, and everyone was amazed at Master Cheng Shan's powerful strength with an expression of bewilderment.

However, He Song was the only one who noticed the golden thread.

It seems that no one else knew what was used to kill the evil cultivators.

That artifact resembling a golden thread went unnoticed.

"Using a dharma title and related artifacts as a cover, while finding another unnoticed artifact as a trump card, striking unexpectedly and attacking when the enemy is unprepared..."

He Song thought for a moment, quickly understood Master Cheng Shan's strategy.

It was because He Song noticed the nearly invisible golden thread that he was able to deduce so much information.

If he hadn't noticed the golden thread, he likely would not have been able to figure out how Master Cheng Shan defeated the evil cultivators.

"Sure enough, one should never underestimate others in this world. Foundation Establishment cultivators can work step by step, setting traps for people, let alone higher-level cultivators." He Song, now fully understanding everything, became even more vigilant about the cultivators in this world.

In this cruel Cultivation World, hiding cards and spreading fog seems to be something that every cultivator does.

This not only enhances one's chances of survival,

but also acquires more means.

Even allowing oneself to kill enemies more easily. freewebnov(e)l.com

His mind kept flashing images of his experiences, He Song's expression quickly calmed down.