Eternal Life by Dual Cultivation

Chapter 395 - 235: Zhao Wanyi: I Must Keep Him...

Moreover, resources like the Nascent Soul Pill were not easy to collect. The major powers at the Divinity Transformation Level did everything they could to monopolize them, unwilling to see too many new Nascent Soul True Monarchs emerge.

Even if one gathered enough Spirit Stones, it was difficult to find a way to purchase such strategic resources. Even the VIP clients of the three great merchant associations might not get the chance.

Thus, the path to advancement for the Zhao sisters was predictably arduous. Without some special fortuitous encounter, even Shangguan Qingying didn’t hold out much hope.

While the sisters might have held some hope before, they had now all but given up. Given their family’s financial situation, it was simply impossible to gather two sets of Nascent Soul Resources within a century.

"Perhaps I can help you with this..."

Ling Changqing murmured thoughtfully. ’In truth, as long as the two of them perform Dual Cultivation with me, they’ll receive the blessing of my supreme Luck and Fortune. That would give them a great chance to break through their bottleneck.’

"Really?"

Zhao Wanqing’s eyes lit up, but she immediately grew discouraged.

’This guy’s Cultivation isn’t even as high as ours. What kind of reliable method could he possibly have? He’s probably just lying, right?’

Zhao Wanyi thought for a moment before asking, "Fellow Daoist Ling, what method do you have in mind? Why don’t you tell us about it?"

"Well... you two should first try to gather the resources. As for how to do it, I can’t explain it clearly in just a few words. You’ll find out in due time!"

Ling Changqing said evasively.

’I can’t just come out and say that as long as the two of you are willing to perform Dual Cultivation with me, it’s a guaranteed success.’

’If I dared to say that, the sisters would probably turn on me and attack on the spot.’

Zhao Wanyi shot him a playful glare. "Fine, there’s no rush. There will be other opportunities in the future."

Ling Changqing gathered his belongings and left, accompanied by the two sisters. Back in the plaza before the Jade Archway, he summoned his Tianzhou Skyboat.

After a few more moments of banter, the Tianzhou Skyboat slowly ascended into the sky, then accelerated into the distance.

"...Sister, do you think he was lying to us?"

Zhao Wanqing asked, her brow furrowed.

’Help us sisters become Nascent Soul True Monarchs? How dare he make such a wild boast? Even an actual Nascent Soul True Monarch wouldn’t dare make such an outrageous promise, right?’

Zhao Wanyi looked thoughtful. "If it were anyone else, I certainly wouldn’t believe them. But since it’s him... we might as well wait and see."

’She couldn’t explain this inexplicable sense of trust she had in Ling Changqing. Perhaps that guy really could give her a pleasant surprise.’

"Well, I don’t believe him!"

Zhao Wanqing huffed, but then her expression brightened into a smile. "Of course, if he can actually pull it off, it wouldn’t be a big deal for both of us sisters to be with him!"

"Stop overthinking it,"

Zhao Wanyi shot her a sideways glance. "Mother already intended for us to become his Dao Companions. He was the one who was unwilling."

’She was now certain that Ling Changqing truly had no designs on the Zhao Family’s assets; he was simply here to do business.’

’This reassured her, but at the same time, she felt a pang of disappointment. After all, she truly wanted to make Ling Changqing stay.’

’Oh, well. I should go back and discuss this with Mother. Perhaps she can offer some better advice. I have to find a way to make him stay!’

Meanwhile, after leaving Zhao Family territory, Ling Changqing didn’t hurry back to the Changqing Continent. Instead, he took a wide detour and reappeared in the Marketplace.

This time, however, he had changed his appearance, transforming into an exceptionally burly, black-armored warrior with a full beard.

In the eyes of others, he was now a Middle stage Golden Core Body Cultivator—a newly arrived Loose Cultivator and traveling merchant.

Such figures were not uncommon in the Marketplace, part of a group that operated in a gray area.

Entering the Marketplace area, Ling Changqing once again visited the branches of the three great merchant associations, as well as the various large and small shops, buying up everything in sight. He only stopped, still wanting more, when he had spent his very last Spirit Stone.

His goal this time wasn’t just to procure more resources; his primary target was the hidden gangs of Tribulation Cultivators within the Marketplace.

The last time, these scoundrels had escaped disaster thanks to Zhao Wanyi’s unexpected appearance. But Ling Changqing hadn’t forgotten about them. Now that he had the chance, he was here to reap his harvest.

’Besides, these guys weren’t members of the Zhao Family. If they were all wiped out, the Zhao Family’s Marketplace would only prosper.’

Carrying an immense fortune, Ling Changqing swaggered up and down the street several times. Unsurprisingly, a few suspicious figures began to tail him from behind.

A lone, fat sheep was, of course, a Tribulation Cultivator’s favorite prey—one they could devour without any repercussions.

His Middle stage Golden Core Cultivation was a bit troublesome, but it wasn’t a major problem. It could be handled by sending a few more capable hands.

Facing the silently approaching killing intent, Ling Changqing pretended to be completely oblivious. He casually strolled out of the Marketplace area, then mounted his Escape Light and swiftly ascended into the sky.

"...Quick, quick, don’t let that fat sheep get away!"

Faint shouts and curses immediately came from behind as hundreds of Escape Lights appeared, giving chase with lightning speed.

Faced with the tactics of a master angler, these guys took the bait, just as expected.

Ling Changqing smiled to himself and subtly accelerated. His Flying Sword parted the clouds as he sped into the distance, provoking the throng of Tribulation Cultivators behind him to chase relentlessly with all their might.

After some time in this chase, when he figured the distance was about right, Ling Changqing stealthily slowed down. The Tribulation Cultivators behind him, thinking his Magical Power was depleted, were overjoyed and surged forward to catch up.

Leading the chase with the most vigor were two tall, thin, similar-looking middle-aged men in Profound Black Magical Robes. The Jet Black Battle Sabers in their hands radiated a thick, bloody aura.