Longevity: Start Farming with Entries-Chapter 486 - 411: Secrets of the Cultivation Realm, Landing on the Island

Chapter 486: Chapter 411: Secrets of the Cultivation Realm, Landing on the Island

"The East Sea Cultivation Realm?"

"I didn’t expect there to be such a significant sect. Doesn’t that make it stronger than the Three Nascent Soul Sects of the Central Continent?" Qin Ming couldn’t help but be surprised.

Yue Lingyan was also taken aback, with a strange expression, she asked, "Doesn’t Fellow Daoist Qin know? I thought Fellow Daoist Qin was already well-informed about the human cultivation world." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Haha! Fellow Daoist Lingyan, you know Qin comes from a remote place like the Southern Wilderness, so naturally, my information is limited." Qin Ming replied with an awkward smile.

Qin Ming had always been focused on farming and diligent cultivation. He had to admit that in terms of knowledge about the cultivation realm, he was indeed too superficial.

Yue Lingyan didn’t make fun of him, but patiently explained, "In the human realm, besides the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm and the Three Kingdoms of the Central Continent, there is also the East Sea Cultivation Realm, the West Nether Cultivation Realm, and the Northern Cold Cultivation Realm."

"Beyond the East Sea Cultivation Realm, it’s said there’s a mysterious Outer Sea... extremely vast, even a Nascent Soul True Monarch would find it difficult to explore fully in a lifetime."

"Originally, the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm was also a land rich in cultivation resources. Even the Cyan Origin Sect had once established a branch there, producing many outstanding figures. However, it completely sank during an ancient battle, and now only a fraction remains."

"Since then, the Southern Wilderness has degraded into a barren land at the outskirts, and even Nascent Soul Cultivators have ceased to emerge."

Hearing this, Yue Lingyan sighed with emotion.

Listening to her account, Qin Ming learned such information for the first time, "Haha, who would have thought that during its peak, the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm was not at all weaker than other cultivation realms. If Fellow Daoist Lingyan hadn’t mentioned it, I really would have been ignorant."

"It’s alright, after all, as Fellow Daoist Qin’s cultivation level rises, you will eventually encounter and learn about some of these secrets of the cultivation realms." Yue Lingyan smiled calmly.

Qin Ming then suddenly remembered something, and with a gleam in his eyes, he asked further, "And what about the Blood Realm? Is it broader and stronger than the human realm?"

He was quite concerned about this realm, given that he had consecutively killed several Demon Sect disciples, and even a Saint Child.

Now, with a dense Blood Ring Curse Seal on him, he naturally wanted to understand more clearly.

"It is not like that, based on what I know. Below the Spirit Realm, there are countless small realms, so many that it’s almost impossible to count."

"However, in terms of territorial vastness and the number of high-tier cultivators, below the Spirit Realm, the human cultivation realm is considered one of the top realms."

"The same is true for the Blood Realm, which is rumored to be controlled by several large Divinity Transformation Sects and predominantly led by demonic paths."

"In terms of overall power, it is slightly stronger than the human realm."

"Now, there are still Divinity Transformation Sects existing in the human realm."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming nodded continuously, "I see..."

After exchanging for a moment with Yue Lingyan, he took his leave from the Fox Race Sacred Land.

Yue Lingyan and the Little Silver Fox walked out of Muxia Mountain, watching Qin Ming depart.

She was still holding the Demon Flame Wine and Nascent Fruit that Qin Ming had given her.

...

A few days later.

Qin Ming took out a map, set his direction, and continued flying east.

The map was given to him by Yue Lingyan.

Gradually, after crossing several mountain ranges, a vast coastline appeared in Qin Ming’s view.

In fact, during his time with Yue Lingyan among the Fox Race, he learned that there was more than one route leading to the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm.

Even from the Beast Roar Mountain Range, it was possible to reach it, but delving deeper, various powerful demon races were entrenched within.

The paths to the Southern Wilderness were occupied and cut off by several royal families possessing Tier Four Demon Saints.

If confronted with the Tier Four Mid-Stage Demon Saint Gushan or the Demon Saint from the Wind-splitting Eagle clan, even with Qin Ming’s current strength, there would be no escape.

Unless he broke through to Nascent Soul or pushed his Body Refining Technique to Physical Saint level.

"I’ve decided to return by taking a boat from Little Turtle Island. Although the Black Sea has some risks of waves and winds, it is relatively safer."

Qin Ming’s eyes sparkled, and he immediately summoned the Silver-winged Frost Bee, riding it toward the Black Sea.

The Silver-winged Frost Bee let out a joyful cry, carrying Qin Ming as a silver escape light, disappearing into the horizon.

After flying for over ten days, all he saw below was the boundless Black Sea, without even a place to set foot on.

Even with the Silver-winged Frost Bee flying at full speed with its late-stage Tier Three cultivation, it was starting to feel fatigued.

Qin Ming was contemplating whether to swap in the Heaven-Devouring Rat as a ride.

In the distance, a black dot appeared on the sea.

Qin Ming’s eyes brightened, and after comparing it with the map, a smile appeared on his face, "Finally arrived."

He then retracted the Silver-winged Frost Bee into the Little Spirit Realm, performed the True Demon Illusion, and once again transformed into the appearance of Shopkeeper Lu.

He concealed his cultivation to the late-stage Foundation Establishment before landing on the distant island.

However, when Qin Ming was about to land on the island, he discovered that Little Turtle Island truly lived up to its name...

Because it was really small, even smaller than one of the small islands of the Spirit Nest Islands.

Looking down, the island was barren and lifeless, covered in black rocks, divided into pieces, arranged like a turtle shell.

There was no place to hide, it was simply a complete view...

There was also no defensive force on the island.

When Qin Ming arrived, there were already several cultivators on Little Turtle Island waiting for the boat to arrive.

He just released his divine thought to scan around and saw that these cultivators were all just low-tier cultivators. Only one was at the early-stage Foundation Establishment, the rest were in the Qi Refining Stage.

’Didn’t Yue Lingyan say that from Great Jin, apart from those above Golden Core, it’s hard for cultivators to reach Little Turtle Island?’

’Could it be that these people are all cultivators from the East Sea Cultivation Realm?’

Thinking of this, Qin Ming suddenly became interested.

He was exceedingly interested in understanding the secrets of the cultivation realm.

Qin Ming transformed into a green streak of light and instantly appeared in front of the people on the island.

At the same time.

The few people waiting for the boat on Little Turtle Island obviously also noticed Qin Ming’s arrival.

As Qin Ming approached, they felt a strong spiritual pressure from him, causing them all to turn pale.

"Such terrifying spiritual pressure... it’s a late-stage Foundation Establishment great power!"

Qin Ming’s appearance made the people on Little Turtle Island feel like facing a formidable enemy, extremely tense.

In such a remote isolated island, if they encountered someone with ill intentions, who would kill, steal treasures, and destroy evidence,

these low-tier cultivators would have nowhere to cry.

After Qin Ming landed, the people were extremely nervous, and then put on warm smiles, saying:

"Fellow Daoists, there’s no need to be nervous, I am also here to board the boat, with no ill intentions."

The people opposite.

Hearing him say so, they cautiously looked Qin Ming up and down several times, seeing he seemed quite upright, only then did they relax, all clasping their hands and saying:

"Greetings, Elder Lu!"

Qin Ming greeted them, and after some understanding, he discovered.

Among them, the early-stage Foundation Establishment Luoo Cultivator was a square-faced middle-aged man, mature and steady.

The rest of the Qi Refining Stage cultivators were all his clan members.

They came from a small family on the outer edge of the East Sea Cultivation Realm. This time, the Luoo Cultivator planned to take his clan members to an island in the Black Sea for training, and incidentally hunt some low-tier demon beasts to supplement the household income.

The members of the Luoo Family, seeing Qin Ming’s profound cultivation level, were extremely respectful.

They were extremely cautious and flattered by Qin Ming’s inquiries.

However, from Qin Ming’s understanding, the knowledge of these low-tier cultivators was quite limited.

Seeing there was nothing useful to learn, Qin Ming also lost interest in further inquiries.

He then sat down on the spot, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

...

After waiting on Little Turtle Island for half a day.

Qin Ming, who was meditating with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes.

His divine thought had already detected a boat two hundred miles away, heading towards Little Turtle Island.

However, Qin Ming showed a puzzled expression, thinking to himself: "This boat is a bit too small, isn’t it?"

"Can this really conduct a long sea voyage on the Black Sea, and safely reach the Southern Wilderness?"

After another incense stick of time.

The boat wobbled and sailed to Little Turtle Island to dock.

It was a pitch-black small boat, less than fifty zhang long, covered with rust, and even the hull was filled with water plants and many repair marks...

"Uh... this..." Qin Ming stared at the boat, a bit speechless.

The middle-aged Luoo cultivator, however, said excitedly to Qin Ming: "Elder Lu, the boat has arrived, let’s board."

Qin Ming nodded his head, and his divine thought swept through the boat, discovering it was already filled with many cultivators.

But most of them were low-tier cultivators, probably on short trips, whereas few like Qin Ming were heading directly to the Southern Wilderness.

After the boat docked, a large and small figure appeared on the bow deck, looking at the people on Little Turtle Island.

Among them, the adult was an early-stage Golden Core old man, who seemed to have spent many years running boats on the sea. His skin was tanned dark, with a scraggly beard, smoking a pipe, exhaling smoke.

And the smaller one was a clever-looking boy, wearing shorts and a short sleeve, with a bare upper body.

"Dad, we have more business."