Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

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In Fei City, at an inn downstairs, there was a meat soup shop.

Chen Qiu and his companions took advantage of the early morning, when the streets were not yet bustling, and sat at the stall to ask the shopkeeper for a few bowls of the first pot of meat soup. At the moment, goose feather-like snow still fluttered in the air. Drinking a mouthful of the scalding meat soup in this kind of weather was extremely comforting.

"This is so comfortable."

Fat Long slowly rotated the porcelain bowl in his hand, slurped a mouthful of the meat soup along the edge of the bowl, and couldn't help but draw in a few breaths of cold air with the soup still in his mouth, before swallowing and contentedly said.

"I think, even if I achieve Fasting after reaching Golden Core in the future, I'll still come to drink a bowl of this meat soup in winter."

"It warms the heart."

"Indeed."

The scholar nodded in agreement. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw a Flying Boat approaching from afar over Fei City, and standing on it was a giant figure.

Even though the distance was too great to see the face clearly, he could guess who the giant was.

"Zhao Yishi? Why has he suddenly come to Fei City?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the scholar's eyes, "He's not planning to attempt the Body Cultivation inheritance challenge, is he?"

"Most likely,"

Fat Long nodded, his expression slightly strange, "It's probably because the leader of the Caotian Sect heard that Brother Qiu snatched the Magic Practitioner inheritance and couldn't sit still, so he brought Zhao Yishi along."

Chen Qiu glanced up briefly and kept silent, instead contemplating the next steps of his plan in his mind.

There were many things to do next.

But they needed to be prioritized. Southern State was quite developed, a land rich in Spiritual Energy, and it housed many Major Sects, especially those focusing on Artifact Cultivation, Alchemy Cultivation, and Array Repair, which were mostly located in Southern State.

"Fat Long, after eating, you and the scholar go gather some information,"

"See what and where you can find out about the Eight Desolate Fruit and the Evil Wood."

"Understood."

Both were essential materials for refining a Grade Ten Golden Core. Though he had never heard of them, since they were qualified to be materials for a Grade Ten Golden Core, they must be extremely rare. He didn't have much hope that Fat Long would be able to find information, but it was worth trying.

These things wouldn't just fall out of the sky.

It was always worth a shot.

Just then—

"Bang."

An object suddenly fell from the Flying Boat high in the sky, tracing a beautiful parabola before crashing next to Chen Qiu's stall, bouncing heavily off the ground several times, and rolling to rest quietly next to Chen Qiu's feet.

It was a piece of dried-up wood, resembling the kind villagers would use for kindling.

Immediately afterward, a voice of complaint could be heard from near to far.

"That's Evil Wood, can you not just toss it around carelessly? It's very dangerous, you know?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

As the voice reached them, Fat Long Scholar and the others were utterly bewildered on the spot, staring at the inconspicuous piece of wood lying at Chen Qiu's foot, which contained a faint Spiritual Energy, their minds momentarily crashing with no idea what to say.

Sometime ago, the sky dropped entry jade slips.

And now, the sky dropped the precious Evil Wood.

Could the sky truly rain treasures?

Fat Long looked up at the blue sky somewhat blankly, considering whether to make a wish himself; this was just too preposterous.

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A middle-aged man appeared out of the streaming light, first casually revealing his Golden Core Cultivation, then with a trace of apology, looked towards Chen Qiu and his companions with a smile, "Fellow Daoists..."

"Wait a minute!"

The middle-aged man suddenly froze on the spot, "Aren't you Chen Qiu?"

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhao Dezhu, I'm the Sect Master of Caotian Sect, and your buddy Zhao Yishi is my Direct Disciple."

Then he put on a very amiable smile.

"To bump into you guys here, it really is fate."

"..."

Chen Qiu's mouth twitched. How could a Sect Master seem to have no pretense at all? Then, he seriously got up and gave a respectful bow with clasped hands, "I have seen Sect Master Zhao."

"What junior and senior? There's no need for such formalities,"

Zhao Dezhu pretended to be dissatisfied and sat down at the stall, then looked at Chen Qiu with a serious expression, "From now on, you call me brother, and I'll call you little brother."

"Although we are meeting for the first time, since you are Zhao Yishi's brother, you are also a brother of Mr. Zhao."

"Little brother, elder brother wants to ask you for a favor."

"How did you get through the Magic Practitioner inheritance? Are there any tricks or something? I want to see if Zhao Yishi can give it another try. His talent for Body Cultivation is not weak, and I believe that one day he will surely grow into a peerless warrior of Body Cultivation."

"..."

After remaining silent for a while, Chen Qiu looked up at Sect Master Zhao seriously, "There is indeed a little trick, but might I presumptuously ask, where did this piece of Evil Wood come from?"

"Oh, this?"

Zhao Dezhu looked curiously at the piece of wood in his hand, "This thing isn't worth much. It's just wood that grows in the Evil Land. It generates more heat when burned and is used for warming up. But the malevolent energy it emits can be somewhat fatal to ordinary people."

"So, when it fell to the city below, I came down immediately, intending to pick it up."

"You want it?"

"Here."

Zhao Dezhu took out a Storage Ring from his robes and stuffed it back, "It's filled up; I'm giving it to you. Fei City is indeed cold enough; you do need to keep warm."

Chen Qiu's Consciousness swept through the Storage Ring, which was filled with large amounts of Evil Wood, its characteristics and appearance exactly matching the information recorded in the jade slip given to him by the fortune-telling old man. It really was the Evil Wood needed for a Grade Ten Golden Core.

He had thought it was something very precious, but now it seemed the Evil Wood was probably not even as valuable as the Storage Ring itself.

After pausing for a moment without holding back, he looked at the Caotian Sect Master and said seriously, "There is indeed a little trick for the Body Cultivation inheritance: from start to finish, one needs a strong fighting spirit."