Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit
Chapter 131 - 104 Another 3 Years, Set Sail! [Vote for Monthly Tickets!]_3

Chapter 131: Chapter 104 Another 3 Years, Set Sail! [Vote for Monthly Tickets!]_3

"Three Suns Cauldron."

Chen Jichuan looked at the alchemy furnace in his hands and nodded silently in approval.

For the past three years, he had been studying the art of alchemy, using nothing more than the most ordinary furnaces, crafted from mixed iron without any mystical properties.

But the ’Three Suns Cauldron’ in his hand now was made with rare materials, not to mention inscribed with three ’Fiery Fire Formation,’ one ’Gathering Wind Formation,’ and one ’Size Transformation Formation.’

It was already a mid-level magical artifact.

Though far from being a magical treasure, it was more than sufficient for those below the Qi Refinement stage.

"Uncle Feng’s skill is always superb."

Chen Jichuan smiled and offered a compliment, then turned to Feng Yuanji asking: "How many Spirit Stones?"

"Brother Chen is a regular customer and has a good relationship with my father. This ’Three Suns Cauldron’ would cost anyone else at least a hundred Spirit Stones. But if Brother Chen wants it, I’ll give it to you for ninety!"

The saying goes: ’Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the son of a mouse knows how to dig holes.’

Feng Yuanji, being Feng Zhengyang’s son, was quick to weave a merchant’s rhetoric with ease.

Anyone who fell for it would be a fool.

Chen Jichuan shook his head and gave a wry smile: "Ninety Spirit Stones is too expensive. Eighty, and I’ll buy it. If not, I’ll go check elsewhere."

"This—"

Feng Yuanji saw Chen Jichuan pretending to leave and realized he was being pressured. After a moment’s thought, he understood that eighty Spirit Stones were still a sizable profit. He hurried to call Chen Jichuan back and sighed: "Alright, alright! Seeing how sincere Brother Chen is, I’ll make the decision for my father. This deal won’t yield any profit—I’ll give it to you at cost!"

"Thank you, Brother Feng, for your generosity."

Chen Jichuan listened to Feng Yuanji’s words with one ear and let them out the other, pulling out a pouch of Spirit Stones from his waist and handing it over to Feng Yuanji.

These were just earned from selling ’Green Sprout Rice’ earlier.

Forty pounds of ’Green Sprout Rice,’ just enough for eighty Spirit Stones.

"Perfect."

"Safe travels, Brother Chen."

Feng Yuanji counted them with a smile and escorted Chen Jichuan out of the Hundred Crafts Workshop.

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"Pill furnace."

"Talisman."

"Magic Sword."

Chen Jichuan placed the ’Three Suns Cauldron’ into a cloth bag and tied it around his waist. He touched the pocket on his left side, which contained a stack of talismans, and gripped the mid-level Magic Sword in his hand, striding out of the Hundred Crafts Workshop.

In recent days.

Upon returning to White Jade Island, he began ’selling off his possessions.’

Years of accumulated pills and medicinal herbs from practicing alchemy, as well as the season’s harvest of ’Green Sprout Rice,’ were all sold off to purchase magical artifacts, alchemy furnaces, and talismans.

Three years’ time.

He spent three years cultivating on Flying Bird Island and working at the Jade Spring Pill Pavilion, all his possessions now consolidated into these two magical artifacts and stack of talismans.

People often say: cultivating immortality is not easy.

This ’not easy’ refers not just to cultivation itself, but also to various Dao Protection Skills and defensive magical artifacts.

Take Chen Jichuan’s ’Flying Rainbow Sword,’ for example.

It’s only an ordinary mid-level magical artifact, yet it cost Chen Jichuan ninety-five Spirit Stones.

Defensive magical artifacts of the same tier cost even twenty to thirty Spirit Stones more. After careful consideration, Chen Jichuan ultimately chose not to buy one, instead purchasing an alchemy furnace.

He relied on arrays stolen from Jade Spring Mountain to open medicine fields and spirit lands, augmented by the ’Small Cloud Rain Technique’ to call forth spiritual rain, enabling him to cultivate ’Green Sprout Rice.’

But after three years, not counting costs, he managed to earn just under two hundred Spirit Stones in total.

The ’Flying Rainbow Sword’ consumed ninety-five.

The ’Three Suns Cauldron’ took eighty.

The remaining Spirit Stones went towards purchasing over ten mid-level talismans, one high-level talisman, five pounds of ’Green Sprout Rice’ for his mentor Yus Chengbo, and the ’Carefree Shuttle’ for Pei Ze.

He was now as penniless as could be.

This illustrates just how costly the path of cultivation can be.

Even someone with medicine fields and spirit land like Chen Jichuan faces such challenges.

Ordinary cultivators might take over a decade or even longer to save enough Spirit Stones to purchase a single mid-level Magic Sword.

But Chen Jichuan understood clearly—

"Scatter a thousand gold, and it will return again."

"Sacrifice small fortunes to safeguard one’s life; only then can greater rewards be gained."

Even with his Spirit Stones spent, Chen Jichuan didn’t feel bitter—instead, he was delighted.

With vigorous strides, he headed for the shore to catch a boat to Flying Bird Island.

Two days later.

Chen Jichuan returned from Flying Bird Island, bringing with him the ’Spirit Gathering Array,’ and packed his belongings neatly.

Then he made his way to the shore.

There, he saw a large ship docked, with the words ’Qingshan’ emblazoned on its side.

"This time I’m heading inland; who knows when I’ll return?"

Chen Jichuan boarded the ship with his ticket, standing at the edge of the deck and looking back at White Jade Island as the sound of waves crashing on the shore echoed in his ears, his heart filled with emotion.

Three years at Jade Spring Mountain.

Three years at White Jade Island.

Six years had passed, leaving many footprints across the Mysterious Nether Sea and forging numerous connections.

Now, with everything prepared, it was time to set sail and leave.

Compared to the Immortal Cultivation World, the stage he was on now in the realm of the mundane was the best place for his cultivation journey.

However.

He would return eventually—with certainty. But when he did return, he would undoubtedly have reached the Innate Limit.

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Woo~

Woo~

Woo~

The resounding horn of the ship echoed, as the Qingshan set sail, breaking through the waves.

White Jade Island gradually shrank from sight before disappearing into the distance.

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