Eternal Life from Talisman Painting

The Treasure Light Pavilion.

This day, many Core Formation Cultivators arrived one after another, causing some Qi Refining Cultivators to be surprised.

The Foundation Establishment Cultivators clearly knew more; gazing at each streak of escape light, beyond respectful greetings, there was even more admiration.

Within the trading hall, there were dragon and phoenix carvings, and the seats for the Golden Core Cultivators were made of precious spiritual wood.

As soon as one entered the hall, a rich spiritual energy could be distinctly felt, giving a deep and mysterious sensation.

"So extravagant, even the tables and chairs are made of Tier Three spiritual wood."

Leaning against a spacious and comfortable ebony chair carved with cloud patterns, Lin Chang’an casually surveyed the environment.

The surrounding walls were built of heavy bluestone, with a few scrolls of ink paintings hanging on them, or some array flags and array discs containing the fluctuation of restrictions, both serving as decorations.

"These aren’t simple decorations but have restrictions to isolate inside and outside, preventing eavesdropping."

As a Tier Three Array Master, Lin Chang’an naturally noticed that these seemingly ordinary decorations actually contained the fluctuation of restrictions.

The tables and chairs for each Core Formation Cultivator were not arranged neatly but were placed orderly around a central Jade Platform, forming a semi-enclosed structure.

Clearly prepared for the trade fair.

"My...young master."

With the clear fragrance of spirit tea wafting, the sword servant beside him respectfully served the tea.

When outside, if a female sword servant addresses her master so openly, it can easily invite trouble; it’s better to keep a low profile.

Addressing as "young master," at most would be taken as a concubine or Dao Companion.

Lin Chang’an, with a smile on his face, nodded in acknowledgment as he watched the cultivators arriving one after another.

Though unfamiliar, proper etiquette must be observed.

"Sit."

Gently holding the slender waist of the sword servant, Lin Chang’an secretly observed the considerable number of Core Formation Cultivators present this time.

One by one, maidens with graceful figures offered spirit tea and spirit fruits; some Core Formation Cultivators enjoyed it with smiling faces, while others wore cold expressions, portraying an unwelcome demeanor.

However, this time among the arriving cultivators, many were from outside sects.

With his Core Formation Middle Stage cultivation, he sat in a modest position in the middle.

"Master, someone previously bought information at the Treasure Light Pavilion; this trade fair has attracted many sects and loose cultivators from the Outer Sea."

The sword servant hadn’t been idle these past few days, secretly gathering intelligence, now snuggling in Lin Chang’an’s arms.

As she peeled a translucent grape and fed it to Lin Chang’an, she transmitted a message secretly.

Lightly sucking on her jade-like finger, Lin Chang’an, with a roguish demeanor, nodded with a gentle laugh.

After all, among those present, few cultivators maintained a normal appearance, or rather, most were pretending to lower their threatening nature.

At this moment, a voice echoed within the hall.

"Look, the disciple of the Profound Yin Old Devil has arrived."

"It’s actually him!"

"Hmph, demonic heretic."

Wearing a tall crown and a dazzling dark purple robe, Huang Tianxiao slowly entered the hall, dressed in extreme luxury.

He was accompanied by two Fake Pill Female Cultivators who directly sat at the most prominent seats in the front row.

Behind him followed an ugly old man with yellow teeth, wearing a flattering expression.

Many, upon seeing this person, displayed a cold grin.

"I wondered who it was, turns out to be this yellow-toothed dog."

"I’ve heard this yellow-toothed dog was once a handsome individual, but schemed against his Dao Companion, ending up with an evil curse, turning him into this ugly state."

"Curse technique! Haha, you don’t know the inside story; he plotted for his Dao Companion’s inheritance, but only got a incomplete Cultivation Technique. The deeper he cultivates, the more he comes to look like this."

"Second brother, others might laugh, but we, with shallow cultivation and in the Outer Sea, better watch it."

Amidst the ridicule, Lin Chang’an also learned about this person’s information.

In the Outer Sea, he was a cruel evil cultivator who prolonged the pain of internal curses by consuming the blood, flesh, and bones of female cultivators.

With a cultivation at the peak of Core Formation Middle Stage, he had always tried to break it, but the cost of high-level spiritual objects was too high, and large forces didn’t care about it.

However, the Profound Yin Demon Sect was a major Demon Dao sect; perhaps it had other methods to break the curse, which led to the current scene.

A dignified Core Formation Middle Stage cultivator, now obsequiously beside Huang Tianxiao; many cultivators just shook their heads at the sight.

However, after Huang Tianxiao sat down, a nearby cultivator in a black robe directly mocked him:

"Even the Old Ancestor of Profound Yin didn’t have such airs; Daoist Friend is really arrogant."

"Haha, perhaps this Mr. Huang is just indulging in enjoyment in the last days, after all, who knows when he might be turned into a corpse puppet by his Old Ancestor."

Though the pupil of the Profound Yin Old Devil was strong, some present weren’t afraid, instead mocking and ridiculing each other.

Upon which, Huang Tianxiao’s eyes flashed with a cold light, then he sneered and mocked back:

"This Daoist Friend from the Immortal Mist Sect, I’ve heard you and your senior sister went out, but only you fled back in defeat; I wonder what Daoist Friend encountered to abandon your once beloved senior sister?"

"You!"

In the back-and-forth of cold banter, everyone seemed to be exposing each other’s shortcomings.

It was apparent that the various forces in the Outer Sea had quite a bit of friction with each other.

Yet this time they were in Sea Abyss City.

Amidst the ridicule of those cultivators from the Nascent Soul influence of the Outer Sea, the other cultivators kept a straight face, some pretending nothing happened while chatting with the maidens beside them.

Others focused on their wine cups, as if flowers could be seen within the drink.