Initially, Qian Rui was played by Su Changkong for several months, and Su Changkong did not want to unilaterally ask for benefits from the Spirit Taoist Sect. So, he simply took out a wisp of Innate Qi to compensate Qian Rui and to return the favor to the Spirit Taoist Sect.
"Well then… I will thank Elder Su on behalf of Qian Rui."
Upon hearing the statement, Helian Yuan hesitated slightly but finally nodded his head, deciding to accept it.
For one thing, Qian Rui, who had been stuck at the Qi-Blood Realm for many years, indeed needed Innate Qi, and if Helian Yuan continued to decline, it would seem impolite.
At the same time, Helian Yuan couldn’t help but admire, "Is the Innate Qi that Elder Su obtained back at Snow Abyss Mountain? It seems his luck was quite good, having more than one wisp of Innate Qi apart from the one he metabolized himself."
In Helian Yuan’s view, Su Changkong had obtained the Innate Qi at the Snow Abyss Mountain and had metabolized a wisp to ascend to the Innate Realm, but he must have had some left over to be able to give another wisp so generously.
However, Helian Yuan naturally would not inquire further, and Su Changkong certainly would not tell Helian Yuan that his Turtle-breath Function had extracted complete Innate Qi from the corpse of an Innate Martial Artist—one must always be wary!
After giving Helian Yuan a wisp of Innate Qi as a token of gratitude, Su Changkong asked, "Sect Master, where can I purchase spiritual medicine ingredients?"
Spiritual medicine ingredients can only be cultivated in places with excellent fengshui where Spiritual Energy is extremely abundant.
Places like Zhongling Mountain have more abundant Spiritual Energy than the outside world, but they are still insufficient for cultivating spiritual medicines. The cultivated ingredients are only enough for martial artists below the Innate level to use. Su Changkong needed to forge Spirit Containment Pills, which are used by Innate Martial Artists, so he had to buy the ingredients from outside.
"More than a thousand li away in Feiyun City at Cangyun Pavilion—Feiyun City is one of the 18 main cities of Central State, and the largest mercantile in the area is Cangyun Pavilion. Behind it stands one of the leading sects of Feiyun City, the powerful Cangyun Sect. The Cangyun Sect occupies what can be described as a Cave Heaven and Blessed Land—Cangyun Mountain—with abundant resources.
Every two to three years, they can birth a wisp of Innate Qi. Their sect has a profound foundation, far beyond our Spirit Taoist Sect!"
Without hesitation, Helian Yuan revealed the location.
Cangyun Sect, a sect that can be considered a large sect throughout Central State and ranks among the first-tier organizations, had been described in ancient scriptures that Su Changkong had read.
Cangyun Sect, with no fewer than thirty Innate Martial Artists!
Among them, many are Innate Powerhouses with the ’Three Flowers Gathering at the Top’ accolade.
Occupying the Spirit Energy-rich Cangyun Mountain, not only is the flow of Innate Qi never-ending, but generation after generation they have nurtured a considerable number of Innate Martial Artists.
By taking advantage of Cangyun Mountain’s geographical benefits, they grow a large number of spiritual medicines, partly consumed internally and partly sold externally in exchange for Spirit Stones, maintaining a healthy cycle and ensuring the prosperity of the sect.
The strength and foundation of the sect are so immense that several Spirit Taoist Sects together would not compare!
"You can have a disciple from the sect do the purchase for you."
Helian Yuan said.
After some thought, Su Changkong shook his head slightly, "I’ll go there myself, I want to broaden my horizons."
Having someone else handle the procurement of spiritual medicine ingredients for alchemy, Su Changkong ultimately didn’t feel assured. It was better to do it himself!
Feiyun City was one of the most bustling main cities of Central State. Many warrior sects opened shops there and it was incredibly prosperous. Su Changkong decided to visit in person.
"That’s fine too," Helian Yuan naturally had no objections.
Always decisive, Su Changkong quickly made preparations and set off for Feiyun City.
After crossing a distance of over a thousand li, the next morning, Su Changkong arrived outside Feiyun City.
From afar, an enormous structure stood towering there, with many elite soldiers guarding the city gate.
As one of Central State’s main cities, located strategically, the place had experts from the Great Flame Empire stationed there. Coupled with the various major warrior forces’ shops within the city, it attracted many powerhouses—it was truly a place with hidden dragons and crouching tigers!
At that moment, Su Changkong had disguised himself, wearing black clothes and carrying a sword at his waist. Employing both the Turtle Breath Bone Changing and Disguise Technique, he made himself appear to be in his thirties, with a cold face that warned strangers to keep away, dressing like a wandering swordsman from the jianghu.
"Enter the city."
Without delay, Su Changkong entered Feiyun City and asked passersby for directions to find Cangyun Pavilion.
Cangyun Pavilion, backed by the Cangyun Sect, which ranks among the first-tier martial sects of the entire Central State, commands a powerful presence in this valuable land within Feiyun City.
The entire Cangyun Pavilion occupied a whole street, and the passersby were mostly martial artists with extraordinary bearings. Most local residents knew this was not a place ordinary people frequented and would walk around it.
At the entrance to Cangyun Pavilion stood several men and women in white uniforms with impressive auras, quietly, they were disciples of the Cangyun Sect—there were no weak ones among them.
As Su Changkong approached, a handsome young man in white politely said, "This is Cangyun Pavilion, and according to the rules of Cangyun Pavilion, no one is permitted to carry weapons inside. I hope you will cooperate as we will keep them safe for you."
"Hmm? You want to touch my sword? Then come take it!" Hearing this, Su Changkong’s eyes turned cold, staring indifferently at the handsome young man in white as he handed over his sword at his waist.
The young man in white felt as if he had fallen into an ice pit. With Su Changkong’s icy gaze seeming to tear his body apart!
The young man stood frozen in place, his forehead breaking out in a cold sweat. As he looked at the sword Su Changkong handed over, he had the illusion that if he stretched out his hand to take it, dared to touch it, the next second he would be splattered with blood!