Beast Taming Clan: I Have a Jade Book

Chapter 493: Chapter 417: Marks on the Threshold, Evening Market Pill Furnace (Double-Length)

Another day passed, and many cultivators had already left the Taichang Market.

Those remaining were Qi Cultivation Loose Cultivators, who were preparing for the Taiyi Sect’s Immortal Ascension Conference.

They were engaged in lively discussions, and although they kept their voices low, Ye Jingcheng could still hear some of it.

They were full of longing for the Devotion Dao and the Golden Dragon Auspicious Mountain Gate.

At the same time, each harbored passionate ambitions for the future.

Perhaps it was this passion that had kept them in Taichang Market for decades, repeatedly attempting to join the disciples of the Taiyi Sect.

Ye Jingcheng gazed at the bustling crowd in the distance and couldn’t help but think of Meng Xuan, with whom he and Ye Haiyi had once interacted.

He didn’t know if the grandson of the latter had succeeded in ascending.

And if not, he probably had already left Taichang Market.

After all, he likely was nearing sixty after so many unsuccessful years.

The Taiyi Sect required Qi Cultivation disciples entering the sect to be under fifty years old.

If they exceeded this age, they either had to be Foundation Establishment or have a Postnatal Awakening Spiritual Body.

But clearly, neither of these was likely to happen.

At the counter of the One Leaf Pavilion, Ye Jingyu sent off several Ye Family Loose Cultivator guides, her face showing both admiration and helplessness.

At the same time, she looked at Ye Jingcheng:

“Patriarch, that Xiao Ming has been inquiring about your whereabouts, and also wants to know if Chen Ya is already dead.”

Most Loose Cultivators wouldn’t keep Soul Talismans with each other, so when a Loose Cultivator group lost someone, they often remained unaware.

“Do not see him, leave him with hope. Inform him once he reaches Foundation Establishment or turns sixty,” Ye Jingcheng shook his head. Perhaps between family cultivators, there was more connection through marriage and less emotional attachment.

But such mortal companionship and undying attachment truly could be called invaluable.

Ye Jingcheng suddenly thought of himself and also that valley; the range of the Beast Tide should have passed through there.

Not telling Xiao Ming was undoubtedly to leave him with hope, which, in a way, was also giving himself hope.

Ye Jingcheng then thought of Chu Yanqing.

But he quickly shook his head, realizing that cultivators like those from the Ye Family were better suited as Loose Cultivators.

Ye Jingcheng bore many burdens, and so did Chu Yanqing with the Chu Family.

Ye Jingcheng walked to the second floor, and as he observed the Pill Pavilion there, he also glanced at where the Artifact Pavilion used to be.

The location of the Artifact Pavilion had been converted into a Spirit Beast holding room; with the family’s finances declining, the Ye Family planned to begin selling Spirit Beast Cubs at Taichang Market as well.

After all, the Ye Family was skilled in breeding Spirit Beasts, mastering numerous methods of propagation and maturation.

Especially among some female cultivators, there was a fondness for beautiful Spirit Beasts.

Such as Red Fox Spirit Rabbit types.

Ye Jingcheng entered, and suddenly, his gaze fell upon the threshold, facing the inside towards the Ye Family and outward towards the room, serving as a business area, the threshold wasn’t high.

On the inner side of the threshold was neatly engraved a series of knife marks.

The knife marks were left one by one, though only up to two-thirds of the way.

Each knife mark differed by several days, and none were accurate.

At the very end, there was a Spirit Shadow, which Ye Jingcheng found inexplicably familiar, but it was overly simplistic.

Just as Ye Jingcheng wanted to study further, he found that a Spirit Talisman within his Storage Bag had changed, a talisman he had sealed.

Inside was the Cyan Flower Order, which was related to a covert transaction meeting.

Shortly after the talisman sounded, Ye Jingli and Ye Xingyi also transmitted messages to Ye Jingcheng.

Both of them had received the prompt as well.

Ye Jingcheng took out the Cyan Flower Order, and a time appeared on it, indicating noon the next day, at a Black Stone Ridge outside Taichang Market.

Confusion rose on Ye Jingcheng’s face, because, as far as he knew, Black Stone Ridge had no Spirit Vein.

It was a mortal area, and holding a transaction there seemed like a poor decision to him.

After all, with an array set up there, it would be conspicuously noticeable.

Nonetheless, Ye Jingcheng had promised the Wan Family and wasn’t keen on breaking that promise.

Black Stone Ridge was not far from Taichang Market, and Ye Jingcheng’s confidence stemmed from his Golden Falcon and Purple Sun Demon Corpse.

Along with his Purple Mansion Divine Sense and Six Paths Soul-Breaking Needle.

Despite not having reached the Purple Mansion Realm in terms of strength, ordinary Purple Mansion Cultivators were doomed to fall when encountering him.

After a discussion with Ye Jingli and Ye Xingyi, Ye Jingcheng decided to attend.

Of course, they planned to conceal their identities, as Ye Jingcheng speculated that this underground auction might draw numerous Evil Cultivators or wanted Loose Cultivators, and the cultivators hosting it would certainly not be from the Taiyi Sect.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be held on the eve of the Taiyi Sect’s Immortal Ascension Conference.

Moreover, for Ye Jingcheng, it could potentially be an opportunity to find the remaining herbs he needed.

Once the Jade Qilin Flood Dragon reached the third tier, it could immediately start taking Advancement Pills.

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The next morning, Ye Jingcheng dressed himself properly and ensured the Spirit Beast Bag hanging from his waist was securely placed.

He waved his hand, and numerous Five Poison Peaks emerged before diving into his sleeves.

He also stored the Stone Spirit Grotto Heaven into his Storage Bag.

Of course, beforehand, he had already taken out the Spirit Beasts he needed for this occasion.

Ye Jingcheng exited his room, where Ye Jingli and Ye Xingyi were already waiting nearby.

“Uncle Xingyi, Jing Hu, and Jing He shouldn’t go out these next few days,” Ye Jingcheng said.