Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy

2218  A Village

Alex and Pearl walked out of the forest late in the afternoon as they approached a small city that was a mix of mortal and weak cultivators.

The area was quite sparse in Qi, with no Spirit veins for dozens of kilometers around. In fact, this entire expanse was very much lacking in any significant Spirit Veins at all.

That was one of the reasons why beasts didn't occupy these spaces as much and the main reason why weak mortals and cultivators could live here without any worry.

Only weak beasts lived in this place and those were more or less handled by these weak cultivators. This was the village at the edge, and beyond this, there were other smaller villages.

These were the types of villages, towns, or cities that Alex didn't visit anymore. To him and all immortals, these villages might as well never exist. They traveled around the land through teleportation formations, and where they could not teleport, they flew quickly.

Doing so, they would pass along multiple of these villages in just a blink of an eye. They were no different than the weeds that grew along the side path. One had to stop and look to notice what they were like.

They arrived at the pathway that led to the small city so they walked through there.

Momo was once again hungry, so Alex had to find a place to stay for the night and feed her.

If it was himself, he could rush to the edge of the continent and begin finding Immortal treasures and whatnot, but with a disciple, it was a little harder.

With absolutely no resources to rely on, he had to find some first.

Alex entered the city and was stared at by many people who couldn't help but be curious as to who he was. He didn't reveal who he was, so all they could do was just guess.

Neither Alex nor Pearl looked so irregular that they had to be stared at by everyone. But the single cauldron that flew next to them very much had done the job for them.

After walking past just a few wooden houses, a man walked up to him, bowing a little as he did so.

"Can I help seniors with something?" he asked. He was an old man, but old in terms of a weak cultivator. In truth, he was no doubt younger than Alex.

"I am trying to find a place to stay and some food for my disciple. Does your village provide such accommodation?" Alex asked.

"Of course, senior. You can stay in our village all you like," the man said. "I will take you somewhere."

The man turned around and walked forward, showing Alex and the rest the way to go. A couple of minutes later, they arrived at a house that was clearly the better one of all the other houses in the place.

"All seniors that come by here once in a while stay in this house, senior. You may stay here as well," the man said.

Alex didn't feel right staying in such a place when everyone else stayed in little more than a shack. Not to mention, he had to pay for the place at full price. He couldn't take something that was handed to him.

"I will trade you with something in return for letting us stay here. What do you want?" Alex asked the man.

The man appeared horrified at the concept of taking anything from him. He frantically shook his head, refusing to take anything. "Senior, we are doing this without expecting anything in return. We need nothing, senior."

Alex shook his head. "I must give you something of equal value in return, or I will not accept this," he said. "Tell me what you need in return."

"Truly, I do not—"

"Let's go. We won't be staying here," Alex said, walking away from the house.

"Senior!" the man nearly cried out, worried that the high-level cultivator would do something to him. "50 Spiritual stones!" Alex paused, turning back. "50? Are you sure?" he asked.

"Per night," the man added. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Alex finally nodded, satisfied. "I can accept that," he said. "But I don't have spirit stones on me right now. I have some circumstances I cannot explain. For that reason, I have brought along some ingredients here I found along the way. Where can I sell them?"

The man looked inside and his eyes widened in shock. "That many…" he said softly. "I do not know anyone in the village who could purchase this. "You will have to sell it to the sect in the next village over."

"There is a sect?" Alex asked. "That makes things easy."

He turned around. "You wait here, I will be back in a bit."

Alex teleported away, leaving all but Pearl with a stunned look.

Momo's jaw had nearly hit the floor. Flying was one thing, but teleporting on his own… She couldn't understand how he had done so.

"Can everyone do that?" she asked Pearl.

"Not everyone," Pearl said. "In fact, most people cannot. You need to learn Space aura and well… my brother will teach you. He might end up getting angry at me if I start spouting out things randomly."

Momo wanted to learn more, but she refrained from asking anymore.

Alex teleported outside of a large sect where the strongest cultivators were in the True realms. It reminded him of the Tiger sect, one that he had said goodbye to a long time ago.

His arrival caused a bit of a sensation and the guards quickly called over the sect master. An older woman, seemingly in her late 50s arrived outside and bowed.

"How may we be of help, senior?" she asked.

Alex sent the cauldron he carried over to her. "I hear you are the only ones here that can buy these from me. Can you?"

The woman looked inside and she gasped in surprise. "So many rare ingredients," she said. "One cannot find these nearby. You would have to travel deep into the Silent Ghost's forest. Are you sure you wish to sell this to us, senior?" "Yes," Alex said. "And I want exactly what it is worth. Not a single spirit stone higher, and not a single one lower."

"Of course," the woman said.

Alex would've been better off making a pill with these ingredients and would've earned more from them, but the amount he could get from either was too low to matter for him and too high to matter for his new disciple.

Either way, he was just getting a few resources to get his disciple started.

"Instead of some of the spirit stones, I want a few other things," he said, asking for a list of items that a sect would naturally have.

He wanted for a few formation plates, some storage bags, a sword, a spear, and some empty talismans.

The sect master quickly nodded, accepting each of the things. She had someone come out and examine the items to find out their exact value while she went inside to get what he wanted.

After all was done, Alex received a storage bag with everything he had asked for. With the transaction complete, he placed his cauldron into his storage bag and flew back to the village.