Mortal: Fairy Song Yu has issued you a task.

Chapter 79 Paving the Way to Beginners

Lin Jingchu took out a refining furnace and three kinds of spiritual materials.

One of them was the "vertical pupil bead" that he obtained on the way to Tiantong City.

He later consulted his master, Elder Feng, and learned that the pearl was actually the third eye of a rare demonic snake called "Hidden Viper".

This bead has the ability to conceal one's cultivation level, but the Illusionary Breath Technique in the Great Luo Thousand Illusion Technique can also alter cultivation fluctuations, and is more flexible and convenient, so this bead has been left unused.

Now is the perfect time to use it as the main material and try to refine a special magical artifact.

He put the "vertical pupil bead" and two other auxiliary materials into the furnace, opened his mouth and spewed out innate true fire to begin refining.

The next day at noon, the furnace lid was opened, and a dark golden stream of light flew out and landed in Lin Jingchu's palm.

It was a palm-sized dark gold iron box, its body covered with fine spiritual patterns. All the patterns converged in the center of the lid, forming a half-open, half-closed eye that gleamed with a faint, eerie light.

Lin Jingchu placed the dragon-patterned jade tablet into the box. Then, he took out the detection token and began testing it according to the incantation provided by the gray-robed man.

After several tests, it was found that as long as the Hidden Void Box was more than ten feet away from the Detection Token, the Token could not detect the slightest fluctuation of the Jade Tablet.

"The Hidden Void Box is complete." Lin Jingchu's lips curled into a slight smile.

According to the gray-robed man, the Demon Flame Sect has an even more powerful detection method: synchronous resonance of three other jade tablets. Whether this method can be blocked by the "Hidden Void Box" remains to be seen.

However, that method is not only cumbersome to cast, but it can only detect a general direction and cannot pinpoint the exact location.

More importantly, this technique requires a certain concentration of spiritual energy in the surrounding environment, and it is impossible to perform in places like the treacherous rapids of the Panlong River where spiritual energy is scarce.

Possessing the Thousand Illusions Sect's secret technique, the Great Luo Thousand Illusions Manual, Lin Jingchu refused to believe that the Demon Flame Sect could still track him down.

Lin Jingchu put away the Hidden Void Box, activated the "Thousand Forms" technique, and his appearance changed in a flash, transforming into an old man with a venerable air and a flowing beard.

He stepped onto a white jade tablet and leisurely headed towards Wangjiang Town.

Wangjiang Town Wharf.

Old Jackal weighed the rather heavy fish basket in his hand and grinned with satisfaction: "I knew it, Old Lin, you're the best 'Dragon Spitting Pearls' expert in town. Look at this basket of snow-scaled bass."

Cousin Lin Jingfu said with a forced smile, "It's all thanks to the Dragon King of the River..."

In reality, it was his own "divine" cousin who was protecting him.

Today's "Dragon Spitting Pearls" was exceptionally fierce, and a giant wave swept him into the river. Fortunately, he had kept the "elixir" given to him by his cousin in his mouth the whole time.

In the nick of time, he hurriedly swallowed the pill. As soon as it entered his stomach, a warm current surged through his entire body, and he was suddenly filled with boundless strength, which allowed him to climb back to the fishing boat from the turbulent, icy current.

The bigger the waves, the more fish there are, resulting in an exceptionally bountiful harvest this time.

The jackal "generously" tossed out a small handful of loose silver: "Consider the extra as a purchase!"

Jiang Yazi, who would normally glare angrily at this time, was unusually calm. He simply squatted down with his father and picked up the pieces of silver scattered in the mud.

As the sun set, the father and son returned to their dilapidated home in the twilight. Just as they pushed open the crooked wooden door, they saw Lin Jingchu sitting in the courtyard, toying with a jade pendant in his hand.

"Uncle!" Jiang Yazi's eyes lit up, and he shouted first.

Lin Jingchu smiled slightly, flicked his wrist, and the jade pendant disappeared. He stood up and took out a thread-bound book.

"This book, 'The Profound Ice Manual,' is an introductory cultivation method I found for you." He handed the book to Jiang Yazi, whose eyes were burning with enthusiasm. "Study it carefully. If you don't understand anything, you can come and ask me."

"Uncle...but I can't read." Jiang Yazi scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed.

Upon hearing this, Lin Jingchu suddenly realized that things were different now. Back then, the fishermen in the town were still quite wealthy, and he himself had attended elementary school for a year as a child.

Fortunately, we set off early. Even if we stayed here for a few more days or even a month, we would still have time to make it to Qianjingu.

"It's alright," Lin Jingchu said. "I'll personally explain the essentials of the technique to you first, and guide you through the basics. After that, you can learn to read on your own."

Lin Jingfu, who was standing to the side, trembled violently, and his eyes welled up with tears. He was about to kneel down when he was gently supported by an invisible spiritual force.

"We're all family, why be like this?" Lin Jingchu finished speaking, patted his storage bag, and a futon flew out and landed on the ground. "Jiang Yazi, sit cross-legged."

……

A temporary campsite was set up on the side of a secluded bend in the Panlong River.

A cultivator dressed in the red robes of the Demon Flame Sect strode quickly to a square tent, about five or six zhang in size, in the center of the camp, and respectfully reported, "Young Master, we still haven't found any trace of the missing disciples. However, we have discovered the whereabouts of several disciples from the Spirit Control Sect."

"Oh?" came Lian Feihua's slightly languid voice from inside the tent.

"That guy surnamed Yang was hit by my 'Marrow-Eroding Seed,' and after running for so long, there's no way he'd still have the strength to kill a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator. The Spirit Control Sect... could it be that they've interfered?"

She paused briefly, her voice turning cold: "Are you sure you're from the Spirit Control Sect?"

The red-robed cultivator confirmed, "I am certain. Although they are not wearing sect attire, I happen to recognize two of them."

"Keep an eye on them," Lian Feihua ordered coldly. "If they're really blind and reach out where they shouldn't... then don't blame me for being impolite."

"Yes!" The red-robed monk accepted the order, bowed, and withdrew.

……

Inside the old house in Wangjiang Town, as Lin Jingchu withdrew his true fire, a high-grade magic weapon in the shape of a short sword flew out of the furnace.

He crafted several magical artifacts for his nephew, ranging from low to high tiers, covering purposes such as offense, defense, flight, and trapping enemies.

Although the materials used were all from first-level demonic beasts, thanks to Lin Jingchu's craftsmanship, these magical artifacts were of high quality, possessing not only considerable power but also low mana consumption.

As for top-tier magical artifacts, Lin Jingchu only needed to pick out two cheap ones from the Black Wind Clan.

All in all, if you don't count his master-level service fee, it's less than five hundred spirit stones, but that's enough for my nephew to use from the early stage of Qi Refining to the late stage.

During this period, in addition to refining weapons, Lin Jingchu also used spiritual pills to help Jiang Yazi successfully sense "qi". Now he can independently circulate his cultivation technique.

After refining a few more batches of pills to aid his nephew's cultivation, Lin Jingchu planned to take his leave.

To be honest, using innate true fire to refine these pills would be a waste of resources. However, I have never tried the method of making pills since I started learning alchemy.

Lin Jingchu pushed open the door and entered the main room, where he saw his cousin bringing a pot of steaming fish soup from the kitchen.

"Brother, we don't have much good stuff at home, but I happened to have a snow perch that we caught today that I secretly kept. You can have a taste." Lin Jingfu placed the soup pot on the table and looked at him somewhat awkwardly.

Lin Jingchu smiled slightly. To be honest, he had never tasted this famous snow-scaled perch before. He invited his cousin and nephew to sit down and have a meal together.

The three of them enjoyed their meal together quite amicably. After his cousin finished clearing away the dishes, Lin Jingchu took out a storage bag.

"Inside are newly crafted magical artifacts." He handed the storage bag to Jiang Yazi.

Jiang Yazi took it, his excitement evident, but a hint of malice flashed in his eyes.

Lin Jingchu naturally knew what he was thinking. He pressed down on his shoulder and said in a deep voice, "You have only just embarked on the path of immortality. There is still a long way to go. First, you should properly refine and familiarize yourself with these magical artifacts."

That jackal is perfect for my nephew to use as his first experience.

The following evening.

Lin Jingchu took out the herbs he bought from Panlong Market and started refining pills in the furnace.

My cousin was drying salted fish in the yard, while Jiang Yazi was diligently cultivating in the side room.

At the Wangjiang Town Wharf, Jackal and his men diligently counted and packed the "fishing tax" collected that day. Although there were no "dragon spitting pearls" today, they couldn't let go of the ordinary catch.

Just as everyone was working hard—

In the sky, four figures dressed in white were riding on flying magical artifacts, heading towards this mortal fishing town.

Liu Yuzhu parted her lips slightly and said to the leading man, "Senior Brother He, after much trouble, we have finally figured out that the 'Dragon Spitting Pearl' phenomenon that the mortals here talk about is the location of the ancient cultivator's cave we are looking for."

Although the clues have been confirmed, the occurrence of the Dragon Spitting Pearl is not timed, and the river is over a hundred miles wide and sixty or seventy feet deep. Each time the strange phenomenon covers a very wide area, it is accompanied by undercurrents, and cold air and bubbles drift everywhere, making it difficult to pinpoint the location.

Therefore, they decided to directly seek out a local fisherman who was well-versed in the patterns of unusual phenomena to quickly pinpoint the exact location of the cave.