Eternal Life from Talisman Painting

Chapter 760: Chapter 367: Closing the Net, Madam Meng Dies

Since enjoying a branch of the Spiritual Spring, the spiritual energy in Lin Chang’an’s cave on Bibo Island became visibly denser.

Lin Chang’an also temporarily chose to cultivate on Bibo Island, as the spiritual energy here was indeed relatively abundant.

Although, in a short time, it didn’t make much of a difference for his realm, in the long run, there would still be some subtle differences.

At this realm, where he still desired to plan for a Nascent Soul, any resources that could slightly accelerate cultivation were worth fighting for.

Bibo Island, Lin Chang’an’s dojo.

"Mr. Lin, the spiritual ore mining has been extremely smooth these three years, enough for our Seven Nations Alliance to make a hefty profit."

The cultivator from the Seven Nations Alliance arrived with the dividends this time, looking excited. Three years ago, after trading for this spiritual ore, the Seven Nations Alliance paid a great price.

But the gains were equally significant; this spiritual ore was extremely precious.

"That’s good. With the outside world growing increasingly chaotic, our Seven Nations Alliance is ultimately a group of our own. Seizing this opportunity to enhance our strength is key."

"Mr. Lin speaks truthfully."

The Core Formation Cultivator from the Seven Nations Alliance also had a face full of smiles, finally free from the hard times of the past years, thanks to the opening of the black market on Bibo Island and the secret mining of the spiritual ore.

Lin Chang’an also nodded with a smile, integrating the interests of the Seven Nations Alliance with his own made him the biggest beneficiary.

Especially given that the Seven Nations Alliance spent a lot to prepare for the trade resources for this spiritual ore, he made a tidy profit.

Also, the dividends from the mining of this spiritual ore were a substantial source of income every year.

"Mr. Lin, the dividends have been delivered; I shall take my leave first."

"Take care, fellow Daoist."

Lin Chang’an watched the other party leave with a smile, then looked at the heavy storage bag, feeling extremely satisfied.

Besides the spirit stones, some high-grade spiritual ore trades mainly consisted of high-level cultivation materials.

[Life Span: 237/794]

[Realm: Golden Core Middle Stage (82/100)]

With abundant cultivation resources, coupled with an even denser spiritual energy dojo, the accumulation of various factors has ensured his cultivation speed has not slowed down.

"The higher the cultivation, the more one can feel that cultivation becomes increasingly difficult."

Lin Chang’an could already feel that if he hadn’t invested more in cultivation resources in recent years, his cultivation speed would probably have slowed down.

"Moo!"

At this moment, the Cyan-Horned Bull lying outside the cave seemed to sense something, excitedly running over, its eyes fixed intently on the storage bag in its master’s hand.

Seeing this, Lin Chang’an couldn’t help but smile wryly and casually took out two spirit fruits from the storage bag.

"You have a good nose."

This also reflects that ordinary storage bags are somewhat inadequate in concealing auras.

Especially for demon beasts with higher cultivation, their sense of smell becomes keener.

However, Lin Chang’an wasn’t worried about this. A follower took out a pouch from his bosom.

This treasure, left to him by the Thunder Jiao during a past encounter, was a high-tier spatial pouch with a large space and excellent secrecy for containing auras.

Once he transferred the materials to this spatial pouch, the Cyan-Horned Bull could no longer detect the previous aura.

"These years, the Seven Nations Alliance focused on Bibo Island, coupled with the turmoil; many sects and large families have intentionally or unintentionally started shifting their forces to the Heaven-Reaching Mist Sea."

Gently patting the bull’s head, Lin Chang’an squinted his eyes, looking at the gloomy island market.

After all, with several spiritual ores here, it was only natural for the Seven Nations Alliance to shift focus.

The Profound Sound Pavilion has developed well over the years, while the others are merely struggling to gain a foothold, so they’re not much of a concern.

However, the Meng Family is not easy to deal with, having formed an alliance with the Four Seas Commerce Association, showing a faint tendency to rival the Seven Nations Alliance for a time.

But Lin Chang’an knew well that the Meng Family’s alliance with the Four Seas Commerce Association was merely a partnership based on basic interests. If it came to a real fight, the Four Seas Commerce Association would be the first to fall apart.

However, they have a Nascent Soul True Monarch above them, so the two sides can’t openly clash.

"The Seven Nations Alliance is now tightly bound by interests; any action affects the whole, and no one wants to ruin the excellent prospects."

The current situation has brought stability to the Five Dragons Island Sea Region and Bibo Island, which is a good thing for him.

After all, everyone desires a stable cultivation environment.

"However, this game I’ve set up for so long should now be ready to close the net."

Seemingly thinking of something, Lin Chang’an glanced toward the brightly lit market.

After three years of planning and setting the bait, he intends to catch big fish.

"Let’s go; it’s time to visit a few fellow Daoists and purchase some cultivation materials at the market."

With a gentle pat on the Cyan-Horned Bull, both of them headed toward the market.

However, he was now operating through a clone.

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Bibo Island Market.

"It’s only been a few years since I last came, and the market is much more bustling than before."

"Indeed, since the Seven Nations Alliance joined, backed by a Nascent Soul True Monarch, the market has naturally grown larger."

On the market streets, many cultivators were coming and going, each exuding a hostile aura, clearly not easy to get along with.

Today, two graceful figures arrived at the black market. However, both women were disguised, wearing black clothes with hoods, and conversing in hoarse voices when meeting others.

"Fellow Daoists, the materials you’re seeking for refining magical treasures are hard to come by for most Loose Cultivators in the market, but the Meng Family and Seven Nations Alliance shops definitely have them."

"Thank you, fellow Daoist."

Lin Chang’an’s two clones, disguised as the Wang Sisters, moved one behind the other, procuring materials in the market.