I Have A Cultivation World

Upon returning, Chen Mobai directly gave two top-grade Spirit Stones to each Foundation Establishment Practitioner who had come from the Five Veins. This made them all incredibly nervous, stating they had yet to achieve any merits and dared not accept them.

“Set off in three days. The dangers in the Ruins are unpredictable; keep one for yourselves, and exchange the rest for low-grade Spirit Stones. Then distribute them among the Qi Practitioners so they can purchase various talismans, Spirit Rice, elixirs, and the like in Northern Abyss City, to prevent any unpreparedness.”

After Chen Mobai spoke these words, the Foundation Establishment Practitioners dared to accept the offer.

Soon, the economy of Northern Abyss City thrived with the arrival of this large army of Cultivators, and many merchants made a killing.

But the most substantial profits, of course, went to the various shops of the Wood Vein, as well as the Little Nan Mountain Shop.

The day of departure arrived quickly.

From the Five Elements Sect, there were five Flying Boats, led by their respective Foundation Establishment Practitioners, differentiated by color.

Shen Shanqing and Yu Hai used a flying boat, and although they only had a hundred people, the minimum requirement for recruitment was cultivators in the later stages of Qi Cultivation.

Chen Mobai had E Yun inquire about it and learned that as long as they departed from Northern Abyss City, they would be given a daily allowance of ten spirit stones.

Even during the most intense battles in the Eastern Wilderness, such a price could not be offered.

That was precisely why there were so many applicants.

In addition to Qi Practitioners, six Foundation Establishment Practitioners who resided in Northern Abyss City were also invited to join.

Three of them were loose cultivators and the other three were from cultivator families originating from the Eastern Wilderness. They were stationed in Northern Abyss City to look after their family’s businesses, but with such an opportunity arising, and the chance to establish relations with a Taoist Child from the Jiutian Dangmo Sect, they enthusiastically joined in.

The group quickly left the Eastern Wilderness and entered the airspace over the Ruins.

Since it bordered the Eastern Wilderness, the area had already been thoroughly explored by previous generations of cultivators.

The range a hundred miles beyond that vicinity had also been cleaned up by Zhou Shengqing last time. Chen Mobai and Ye Qing flew at the forefront, and they soon arrived at the battlefield that they had initially chosen to confront the Xuan Xiao Dao Palace.

There was a Rank-3 Lower-grade Spirit Vein here that had previously been fortified with Array Prohibitions by the Divine Wood Sect.

And they were still in effect.

The group rested here for half a day, then once again piloted the flying boat, venturing deeper into the Ruins.

Beyond that point, there were practically no absolutely safe areas.

Trouble arose as soon as they entered.

They saw the sky and earth engulfed in a sandstorm, which howled and formed ten huge tornadoes, each over ten meters tall, slithering like pythons from all directions to converge.

Wherever it passed, whether sandstone or trees, all were swept up. Judging by the direction, they were about to move towards their flying boat, as if they wanted to devour them.

“This is a natural disaster unique to the Ruins. Once sucked inside, one must endure an endless assault of wind blades. Everyone, be careful!”

The one speaking was a loose cultivator at the Foundation Establishment level named Song Qi. He often traveled between the East Barbarians and the Eastern Wilderness, reportedly mastering a safe passage. Relying on bringing people between these two regions, he conducted business and thus earned his resources for Foundation Establishment.

He was considered one of the cultivators most experienced with the Ruins in Northern Abyss City.

As he spoke, he seemed to want to demonstrate his abilities, releasing a jade sword into the air. His movements as he traced in midair were extremely elegant; afterward, talismans were integrated into the sand tornadoes in front of him, causing them to stand still as if they were made of clay.

A few breaths later, the tornadoes began to slowly disperse as if they had lost their life force.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

However, at that moment, a bone spear shot out of the tornado without any warning, piercing through Song Qi’s chest.