Chapter 2598 - 1499

"Yes, yes, yes, let’s hurry up and leave, I’m hungry, let’s go back for lunch."

The female cultivator also felt a sense of urgency, fearing that someone might snatch away her opportunities or her master.

The Master of Biluo Peak simply wanted to live quietly, spending each day peacefully on Biluo Peak.

He wanted to slack off, not get caught up in competition.

Upon hearing the words of his two female disciples, the Master of Biluo Peak swiftly led them away from the area.

As soon as they returned to Biluo Peak, they activated the protective formation. Unless it was an ancestor, no one else could open this formation.

The Master of Biluo Peak and his disciples hurriedly left the plaza as if being chased by ghosts.

Upon returning to the peak, they immediately activated the grand formation, refusing any visitors.

They planned to avoid visitors for a while, needing a quiet environment and more time for cultivation.

They foresaw that due to their fame, many would come for visits or even to seek apprenticeship.

The Master of Biluo Peak felt relieved that his home was overlooked when he was recruiting disciples.

Now, those seeking to visit were mostly members of the sect, and as long as he refused, no one could force people in.

Even the Sect Master had failed to recruit people, so it became even harder to insert others now.

The Master of Biluo Peak not only wanted to avoid trouble but also didn’t want more resources to be allocated elsewhere.

With more people, the straw hut wouldn’t be able to accommodate so many.

However, if there were more women like these two female disciples, he wouldn’t mind recruiting them.

The female Immortal didn’t know what her master was thinking, but she and the female cultivator had gained something unique today, and naturally wanted to celebrate in some way.

Ever since the two of them arrived here, they seemed like rootless duckweed, constantly afraid of being bullied.

Afraid their master couldn’t protect them.

Things were different now; with such a master, they felt safe.

The female Immortal thought this was an ideal place for cultivation, with the potential to one day surpass her master’s abilities.

But now it was confirmed their master was a hidden expert with humble mannerisms.

The future looked promising.

The female cultivator also felt she wouldn’t be lured away to other places, able to live in seclusion at Piaomiao Sect in the lower realm for a long time without being discovered.

Today’s high-profile actions likely wouldn’t be traced or uncovered!

The three of them, master and disciples, sat with a small cup of wine in front of them.

The wine was brought out by the Master of Biluo Peak; the aroma made both the female Immortal and the female cultivator recognize it as good wine.

Alongside the wine, there was beef and lamb; it was unclear where the Master of Biluo Peak had prepared them.

The female Immortal, acting as the cook, didn’t know how the ingredients were obtained, but whenever she needed materials, asking her master would suffice.

As for their master, he hadn’t gone down the mountain or obtained materials from the Immortal Sect—how did he acquire these materials?

They felt their master had secrets.

The Master of Biluo Peak indeed had secrets; although he had a system person, he could buy, sell, and trade with some people in the marketplace.

The Master of Biluo Peak also possessed a farm-like Immortal Treasure with a villa.

This villa had been relocated from another dimension.

In the practice room on Biluo Peak, the straw hut actually led to this farm once entered.

Providing a superior living environment.

The farm-like Immortal Treasure was abundant with Spiritual Energy.

Although he didn’t exhibit the signs of cultivation, he could still absorb Spiritual Energy.

This was a paradoxical body, equipped with a contractual system capable of card battle in the Cultivation World.

Enhancing one’s prowess before others was a mere illusion.

The villa on the farm Immortal Treasure featured modern amenities for watching television, using the computer, and making phone calls.

During journeys across numerous dimensions, he collected high-tech items at each place.

Upon arriving in ancient or Cultivation World dimensions, these items couldn’t be taken out.

However, the Master of Biluo Peak believed these technologies could blend with Artifact Refining Skill in the Cultivation World, creating Magical Treasures capable of video calls, phone calls, and message transmission.

There’s belief in outside communication Talismans and Magical Treasures, yet they require pinpointing a specific person to view them.

The Master of Biluo Peak didn’t want to create such things for sale.

Just for personal use was sufficient.

Whether he had given these things to his disciples, certain secrets remained untold.

While the Master of Biluo Peak was drinking with his two disciples, outside their peak, a large number of cultivators gathered and waited.

These individuals wore the attire of the Piaomiao Sect.

Their clothing came in various colors.

The Master of Biluo Peak ignored them, leaving the place temporarily quiet.

"Beep, beep, beep."

The Master of Biluo Peak received a group message, flooding with integrated information.

The system connected to a myriad of realms, entering a group where members from diverse realms shared information daily.

At times messages arrived; sometimes they didn’t, messages being sent based on demand.

The Master of Biluo Peak casually browsed; every message sender had a demand.

Among the posts, one sought common food, hailing from a poverty-stricken and disaster-affected ancient realm.