Chapter 959: Xinmao City Under the Spiritual Land

Chapter 959: Chapter 959: Xinmao City Under the Spiritual Land

After exchanging words, Tu Lin learned the names of his benefactors’ family!

The middle-aged man’s last name is Fan, first name Gang, he is a middle-stage Spirit Sea Realm cultivator, and his Dao companion is named Lv Lianyun, who has cultivated to Layer IX of Qi Gathering but has yet to establish her Spirit Sea; the young maiden who has been diligently caring for Tu Lin, changing his medicine and feeding him, is Rongrong, the only daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Fan.

The three members of the Fan family, like Tu Lin, are also cultivators.

"Senior Fan, Senior Lv, this junior is shallow in knowledge. Could you tell me what kind of sect is Xinmao City affiliated with? Is there a Golden Core Realm True Master presiding over it?"

"My enemy is from Wuji Palace, where the Elders and Protectors are all powerful Golden Core Realm cultivators..."

Tu Lin had been sent thousands of miles away by his Master, thus he knew nothing about the cultivation forces here. Additionally, having cultivated in a Daoist temple for years, he lacked cunning and social skills, and without much thought, he revealed the origins of his enemy, not fearing that Mr. and Mrs. Fan might sell him out.

Fortunately, Mr. and Mrs. Fan seemed to have no such intentions; they patiently explained the situation to him.

"Xinmao City has been established for a little over ten years. It’s not a cultivation sect in the sense you might understand. The city houses many rogue cultivators, as well as those originating from cultivation families and immortal sects, resembling more of an immortal market! The cultivators in the city, including the three of us, all practice a cultivation method called the Spirit Land Sensing Spell, allowing us to roam the Nanke Spirit Land in soul form, gaining various benefits from it..."

"The origins of the Nanke Spirit Land are incredibly mysterious; the person overseeing the Spirit Land claims to hail from the Immortal Realm. Based on years of observation, I, Fan, personally believe these claims should not be false. Xinmao City, where we reside, was built under the guidance of the Spirit Land’s overseer, making it a subordinate force."

"For us to cultivate in peace and complete our tasks, the Spirit Land’s people have set several rules. The most crucial rule states that, in the territories governed by the Spirit Land, such as cities like Xinmao, spiritual fields, mines, and other affiliated properties, as well as areas where we execute our tasks, all battles and magic duels are strictly prohibited, and the violators will be executed without mercy!"

"Just the Golden Core Realm True Masters within the city are enough to ensure the enforcement of this iron rule. Their actions would earn them a substantial sum in Dreamland Coins, and they are eager for someone foolish enough to come and stir trouble in Xinmao City."

"So, young Daoist, rest assured in your recovery. You don’t have to worry about the demon heads from Wuji Palace coming here to attack!"

Mr. and Mrs. Fan’s explanations left Tu Lin dumbstruck, unable to speak for a while.

"Seniors, if I earn enough Dreamland Coins, can I really buy divine magic from the Immortal Realm? Can I truly hire Golden Core Realm True Masters to avenge my Master and the entire hundred-member Qingfeng Temple? Is entering the Immortal Realm to hear the teachings of true Immortals actually possible?"

Tu Lin was so agitated that while speaking, his blood surged uncontrollably, causing his chest wound to seep fresh blood again.

"You little Daoist, do you think my parents would deceive you?" Fan Rongrong raised her eyebrows, pressed Tu Lin down, fed him the medicinal soup, and then broke an Elixir from her Universe Bag to sprinkle on his wound.

"Thank you, Miss Rongrong."

"No need to thank me. I’ll put the ten Dreamland Coins on your account first. When you’ve cultivated the Spirit Land Spell and earned enough money, you can repay me!" Fan Rongrong’s eyes twinkled as she suddenly turned from anger to joy.

"Oh!" Tu Lin murmured in response.

"My husband and I have taken on a task to alter the river course. It will take us at least half a month to return. Young Daoist, if you have any questions, ask Rongrong. Once you’re feeling better, let her teach you the Spirit Land Sensing Spell. By the way, if the ’Divine Light Spell’ you mentioned isn’t in the Spirit Land archives, you can directly sell it to the Spirit Land’s managers for Dreamland Coins, which is a considerable income."

After offering a few words of advice, Fan Gang and Lv Lianyun left the room, preparing to teleport to the task site via the city’s big array.

...

Under Fan Rongrong’s careful care, on the fifth day of arriving in Xinmao City, Tu Lin finally managed to stand, walk on the ground, and slightly circulate the Mana within his body.

During these days, he had asked Fan Rongrong a lot of questions and gained a better understanding of the Nanke Spirit Land, the method of entering dreams, visitors from the Immortal Realm, and Xinmao City; he also learned that the Fan family’s rescue wasn’t just due to their kindness but also because leading newcomers like him into the Spirit Land would earn the guide a substantial sum in Dreamland Coins!

However, compared to the life-saving grace, this small personal interest from the Fan family was insignificant and even made Tu Lin feel more at ease.

Once able to walk, Tu Lin didn’t rush to practice the Spirit Land Sensing Spell but rather pleaded with Fan Rongrong to take him out, leisurely touring more than half of Xinmao City!

When cultivating at Qingfeng Temple, Tu Lin sometimes descended the mountains with his Senior Brothers and Sisters, visiting the mundane cities of the Day Bright Country, but what he saw and heard in Xinmao City truly stirred his heart...

The grand scale of the city, its layout as intricate as formations, and the fact that every passerby was a cultivator contributed to an unusually lively and prosperous atmosphere; the individuals he saw varied in age, cultivation level, and status, yet they cohabited peacefully in the same city.

"Those grand palaces are the cultivation mansions of Xinmao City’s prominent figures, some belonging to Golden Core True Masters, others to high-level members of major immortal sects. My father says this city’s Spirit Vein has been relocated and a Spirit Gathering Array set up, so there’s no worry about a shortage of nature’s spiritual energy; in fact, it’s denser here than in ordinary Blessed Lands!"

"However, cultivators from those major immortal sects, besides completing tasks assigned by the Spirit Land, typically return to their sect’s mountain gates for cultivation. Many high-grade Elixirs, magic artifacts, and other spiritual items are brought out from their sects, all aiming to earn more Dreamland Coins."

"If you desire to purchase anything, I can lend you some Dreamland Coins. In this city, Dreamland Coins are more preferred than Spirit Stones and Elixirs. Even outside the city, as long as fellow daoists have practiced the Spirit Land Spell, transactions using Dreamland Coins are accepted!"

Fan Rongrong, deliberately slowing her pace to accommodate Tu Lin’s recovery, explained tirelessly.

"Rongrong, isn’t Dreamland Coin the currency of the Spirit Land? Wouldn’t trading it in reality be quite troublesome?" Tu Lin listened earnestly and frequently asked questions, as the sights and knowledge he gained in recent days exceeded his previous understanding.

"Not troublesome at all. Once you practice the Spirit Land Spell, a mark will appear on the back of your hand. By channeling Mana, you can see how many Dreamland Coins you have. Through sense exchange, transactions are completed, and upon returning to the Spirit Land, the copper coins in your sleeve increase or decrease accordingly; it’s quite convenient!"

As she explained, Fan Rongrong activated the mark, and spiritual marks flowed across the back of her hand, soon revealing the number "seventy-nine" in seal script.

Then she withdrew the spiritual seal and hopped over to a nearby stall, using a Dreamland Coin to buy two Thunderbolt Talismans, and upon showing it to Tu Lin again, the spiritual seal on her hand had changed to the number "seventy-eight"!