I Cultivate Longevity in the Cultivation Realm-Chapter 49: Eight Forms of Tianyuan

"Defense Spirit Talisman? Damn it!"

The young man in the distance’s expression changed when he saw this, and he quickly accelerated his incantation.

"Wang Chang?"

At the same time, Zhou Changwang also saw the figure in the distance, felt a surge of anger in his heart, and took out a flying sword as thin as a feather, which he activated instantly.

Whoosh!

In a flash, the flying sword pierced through Wang Chang’s head.

In an instant, Wang Chang was dead.

Zhou Changwang glanced at the faltering Golden Shield on his body with lingering fear.

Everything just now had been too fast and too sudden.

If not for his constant vigilance and timely activation of the spirit talisman, he would have been impaled by that Earth Spike Talisman.

He also realized by now that Wang Chang likely chose him as a target of opportunity right after they met outside the Celestial Fragrance Tower.

After all, being a Spirit Farmer, he was notoriously weak in combat within the Cultivation Realm.

And in Wang Chang’s eyes, he seemed to be carrying a substantial amount of wealth and frequented the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall in the Hexagonal Pavilion...

"It seems I’ll have to be more cautious in the future.

Without resorting to any disguise, I’ll need to take additional precautions."

Though wary, Zhou Changwang knew this was not a place to linger. Seizing the opportunity while no one was paying attention, he quickly ran to Wang Chang’s side.

He first picked up his Dharma Artifact Flying Sword, then quickly searched and found a black bag in Wang Chang’s embrace, and finally took out a small bottle from his own Storage Bag. After opening it, he aimed it at Wang Chang’s wound.

In an instant, the body was rapidly corroded until it was unrecognizable.

Seeing this, Zhou Changwang hurriedly left.

Fortunately, the journey was smooth thereafter, and Zhou Changwang returned directly home.

Upon entering the courtyard, he saw his father practicing martial arts.

Though the Martial Arts Path ahead seemed cut off, Zhou Qiankun did not fall into despair and practiced whenever he had time.

At this moment, he was practicing a special fist technique, moving very slowly, somewhat resembling the Tai Chi practiced by elderly men in his previous life, every movement full of grace.

But upon closer inspection, the two were completely different.

Because he clearly saw that although his father’s movements were slow, each move seemed extremely strenuous, as if there were a huge millstone before him that he had to push with great effort.

In just a short while, he was already drenched in sweat.

But upon seeing Zhou Changwang return, he immediately stopped and asked, "How did it go, was everything smooth? Did you rent a house?"

"I bought what needed to be bought, but the houses in the Inner City Marketplace are still too expensive, and I haven’t found anything suitable yet."

Zhou Changwang did not mention the assassination attempt he encountered midway, so as not to worry him, he just shook his head regretfully.

"This is a big matter; it can’t be rushed. If it doesn’t work, just make more trips."

Zhou Qiankun nodded, comforting him.

"I understand."

Zhou Changwang knew this well, then curiously asked, "Dad, the martial arts you were just practicing seemed different. What martial art is it?"

Deep down, he was quite curious about martial arts.

"The ’Celestial Essence Eight Techniques.’

But this isn’t a martial art; it’s a Body Cultivation Technique.

It’s also the only technique I’ve found over these years that even ordinary people can practice.

Though I don’t know if it’s effective, I’ve felt my physique has significantly strengthened after years of practice."

At this point, Zhou Qiankun could not help but smile.

For a martial artist whose path forward seemed cut off, any slight progress was a reason for joy.

Besides, Zhou Qiankun believed his progress was not small.

Zhou Changwang nodded, tempted to learn, but considering his current situation, he had to suppress his thoughts for now.

He needed to quickly turn the Magic he purchased from the Hexagonal Pavilion into actual power.

There was no time to learn martial arts.

Then, Zhou Changwang returned to his room and immediately opened the black bag he took from Wang Chang.

Eager to leave earlier, he hadn’t checked what was inside the bag. But upon opening it now, he couldn’t hide his disappointment.

Three Lower-Grade Spirit Stones, forty-five Broken Spirit fragments, two Jade Scrolls, and a Land Title Document.

"In a battle, I lost a Golden Shield Talisman but only gained three Lower-Grade Spirit Stones, not even breaking even..."

Zhou Changwang silently compared, shaking his head in frustration.

He could only hope the contents of the two Jade Scrolls were worth some Spirit Stones.

As for the Land Title Document, he glanced at it and then burned it with the Fireball Technique.

Because it was a Spirit Field rental contract between Wang Chang and the Spirit Plant Hall, previously his financial resources seemed substantial enough to rent fifteen acres at thirty Lower-Grade Spirit Stones per acre, though each acre was rented on credit for ten Lower-Grade Spirit Stones, with an agreement to pay fifteen Lower-Grade Spirit Stones per acre upon maturity.

He had a similar Land Title Document but usually didn’t carry it with him.

"But something’s not right.

With only two to three hundred Spirit Grain Rice yield per acre, how did he settle the fifteen-acre, fifteen Lower-Grade Spirit Stone credit per acre?"

Next, a doubt arose in Zhou Changwang’s mind, as he saw the document marked ’credit repaid,’ and it had Steward Chen’s signature.

Given Wang Chang’s frequent visits to the Celestial Fragrance Tower, he should have long been broke.

Yet, realizing what Wang Chang did to him, it became clear this wasn’t his first time doing such things.

Then, he turned his attention to the two Jade Scrolls.

"’Concealing Breath Technique,’ ’Spirit Farmer’s Manual.’"

Zhou Changwang’s eyes lit up.

He had long heard of the Concealing Breath Technique.

It’s a Magic that can conceal one’s aura and hide one’s presence.

Previously, Wang Chang managed to remain unnoticed even with Zhou Changwang on high alert, thanks in part to this Magic.

"This Magic has significant utility, priced at ten Lower-Grade Spirit Stones in the Hexagonal Pavilion, so it’s no loss."

Zhou Changwang relaxed slightly, then turned his gaze to the Spirit Farmer’s Manual.

After a long while, he finally withdrew his Heart Spirit from the Jade Scroll, feeling a sense of admiration.

This so-called Spirit Farmer’s Manual, he didn’t know where Wang Chang had obtained it, turned out to be a Jade Scroll recording nearly a hundred years of Spirit Field planting experience by a Spirit Farmer named Wan He.

Throughout Wan He’s life, not only did he plant Spirit Grain Rice, Crescent Rice, Blood Spirit Rice... and nearly ten kinds of Spirit Rice, but also many exotic flowers, grasses, Spiritual Medicines, and Spiritual Materials.

Detailed records and solutions for various problems encountered in planting were provided.

Additionally, quite noteworthy was the discovery of several methods for cultivating Spirit Soil, which, if used appropriately, could increase output per acre by several fold.

"This is truly a treasure.

No wonder Wang Chang could achieve a yield of seven hundred pounds of Spirit Grain Rice per acre. The Spirit Soil cultivation methods are indeed invaluable."

Zhou Changwang reflected, fully aware of the profound value of the Spirit Farmer’s Manual.

The wisdom of such a century-old farmer was invaluable beyond measure.