After Becoming an Immortal, It Makes Sense to Have a Universal Treasure Pot

9: Among them, spiritual powerAt the peak of Qingzhu Mountain’s main peak, amidst the swirling clouds and mist, an ancient and simple cave dwelling was faintly visible.

Outside the cave dwelling, several hundred-year-old Green Spirit Bamboos swayed in the wind, their leaves rustling.

If a Cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage saw Green Spirit Bamboos of such age, they would surely be overjoyed, as spirit bamboos of this age are excellent Materials for refining top-grade magic artifacts!

Yet, these spirit bamboos were casually placed outside the cave dwelling, without even a single Restriction added.

This couldn’t help but make one secretly sigh, wondering what level of cultivation and wealth the person inside the cave dwelling possessed.

Inside the cave dwelling, the spiritual energy was so dense it had almost solidified, and the ling stones embedded in the stone walls emitted a soft light, illuminating a tranquil atmosphere.

Lu Guangtian sat cross-legged on the cushion in the center of the cave dwelling, his eyes slightly closed, a faint layer of green spiritual light surrounding him.

He wore a green Daoist robe, his face was stern, and between his brows was an Aura of authority that came without anger.

As the master of Qingzhu Market, his cultivation base at the Late Stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage gave him absolute authority in this region.

Suddenly, the Restriction outside the cave dwelling slightly fluctuated, and a clear voice came through: ”Father, Anhe requests an audience.”

Lu Guangtian slowly opened his eyes, a trace of softness flashing in them, but it was quickly replaced by sternness.

With a wave of his sleeve, the door of the cave dwelling opened silently, and a graceful figure lightly walked in.

Lu Anhe wore a light green long dress with a green silk ribbon tied around her waist, appearing fresh and refined.

There was a hint of lingering taste on her face, but her eyes revealed a trace of excitement.

”Father, the investigation into the Rice Rat disaster has been completed.”

Lu Anhe walked up to Lu Guangtian, respectfully bowed, and then took out a jade box from her storage bag, presenting it with both hands.

Lu Guangtian nodded slightly, took the jade box, and opened it. Inside was the corpse of a Rat King, about seven inches in size.

The Rat King’s fur was greenish-brown, and there was a deep sword mark on its abdomen, clearly the fatal wound.

A hint of approval flashed in Lu Guangtian’s eyes, but his tone remained calm: ”Tell me, what happened.”

Lu Anhe took a deep breath and began to recount: ”The cause of the Rice Rat disaster was a Spiritual Farmer who accidentally killed a young Rice Rat that was stealing spirit rice.”

”That young Rice Rat was the son of the Rat King. To retaliate, the Rat King led the rat swarm to attack large areas of spirit fields, causing heavy losses of spirit rice.”

She paused, then continued: ”Today, I carefully inspected the spirit fields in various places and finally encountered this Rat King in one spirit field. I fought a great battle with it, and relying on the top-grade magic artifact, the Qingzhu Sword, I finally killed it!”

Lu Guangtian listened and nodded slightly, the approval in his eyes growing stronger: ”Not bad. Being able to kill a first-grade high-level Rat King on your first solo mission is indeed beyond my expectations.”

Hearing her father’s praise, Lu Anhe’s face showed a trace of a smile, but she quickly composed herself and respectfully said: ”Thank you for your praise, Father. Anhe still has many shortcomings and will certainly work harder in the future.”

Lu Guangtian waved his hand, his tone carrying a hint of concern: ”You used the Qingzhu Sword this time, were you injured?”

Lu Anhe shook her head: ”Only some spiritual energy consumption, I can recover after meditating for a while.”

Lu Guangtian nodded, then took out a jade bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Lu Anhe: ”This is a Spirit Recovery Pill refined by your father, it is suitable for your cultivation in the Qi Refining Late Stage.”

Lu Anhe took the jade bottle, her heart warming, and she whispered: ”Thank you, Father.”

Lu Guangtian pondered for a moment, then said: ”Although the Rat King has been executed, there might be other hidden reasons behind this matter.”

”Although the Rat King is a demonic beast, its intelligence is not low, why would it go to such great lengths for a young Rice Rat?”

”Leave the Rat King’s corpse here, and your father will examine it carefully.”

Lu Guangtian’s words made Lu Anhe think again of that despicable Spiritual Farmer.

”Perhaps that Spiritual Farmer Xu Qi’an was just too despicable...?”

”After all, cremating the relative of the other party right in front of them... is truly a bit difficult to speak of!”

At this moment, Lu Anhe thought of the Rat King’s son which she had already eaten, and decided not to voice this thought.

Lu Anhe nodded in agreement, then stepped aside and waited quietly.

Lu Guangtian waved his hand, and the Rat King’s corpse floated in the air.

He closed his eyes slightly, his spiritual sense sweeping over the Rat King’s corpse, then suddenly frowned and muttered in a low voice: ”As expected...”

Seeing this, Lu Anhe couldn’t help but ask: ”Father, have you discovered something?”

Lu Guangtian opened his eyes, his expression solemn: ”Within the Rat King’s body, there remains a trace of unusual spiritual energy fluctuations, seemingly related to some kind of Restriction. This matter is probably not that simple.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Anhe’s heart tightened: ”Father, do you mean someone was secretly controlling the Rat King?”

Lu Guangtian did not answer directly but said in a deep voice: ”Do not publicize this matter for now, your father will continue to investigate.”

”You did well on your first mission, go rest now.”

Although Lu Anhe was puzzled, seeing her father’s serious expression, she did not ask further, respectfully bowed, and exited the cave dwelling.

After walking out of the cave dwelling, Lu Anhe looked up at the sky, her mind filled with thoughts.

She gripped the Qingzhu Sword in her hand and murmured in a low voice: ”It seems this matter is not as simple as I thought. Could it be the work of the other two Qingzhu Markets?”

”Or is it a demon Cultivator or an evil Cultivator?”

Lu Anhe was not sure and couldn’t make groundless guesses, after all, this matter was simple yet somewhat complex.

Yue Country has three major Qingzhu Markets: Qingzhu Market, Jinshi Bazaar, and Lingmiao Market.

The masters of the three major Qingzhu Markets all have cultivation bases in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The relationship between the three major Qingzhu Markets cannot be said to be good, only that they are in a competitive relationship with each other and have some minor secret actions.

Of course, these three major Qingzhu Markets haven’t always existed.

Yue Country also has a major Sect, which is the Floating Cloud Sect. Its Sect Leader has a Dan Formation cultivation base and is a major overlord of Yue Country!

However, the Floating Cloud Sect does not manage the three major Qingzhu Markets; they only need to pay a fixed tribute on a daily basis and are allowed to develop freely.

Lu Anhe left the cave dwelling.

Only Lu Guangtian remained in the empty cave dwelling.

Lu Guangtian’s expression, however, changed from gloomy to delighted.

”Interesting, interesting!”

”Finally, the trail is revealed....”

......

Night had fallen deep.

Xu Qi’an had already returned to his residence.

In the afternoon, Lu Qubing and others came by and informed the Spiritual Farmers that the destruction of the spirit rice was due to Rice Rats, and the culprit, the Rat King, had been executed.

Additionally, all the Spiritual Farmers were told that the rent submitted to the Qingzhu Market this time could be reduced by one ling stone.

The Spiritual Farmers did not receive any ling stone compensation, but they seemed to have long been accustomed to it. Instead, because they had to pay one less ling stone, they became grateful to the Qingzhu Market.

Grateful for the great kindness and virtue of the Qingzhu Market!

As for Xu Qi’an, who knew the truth, he didn’t care. All he wanted now was to Cultivate properly.