Eternal Life from Talisman Painting

Bibo Island.

"Haha, greetings fellow cultivator."

"Please, senior."

In recent days, Core Formation Cultivators have been arriving on the island, clearly all here for the trading event.

Within a dimly lit underground palace, the sound of luxury echoed wildly.

The Core Formation Cultivators arriving here either disguised their identities or didn’t mind being exposed, each laughing alone with their maids.

Some had cold and aloof temperaments, sitting alone proudly.

All aspects of humanity were on display, but the Core Formation Cultivators present had cultivated for over a hundred years, whether following their whims or intentionally putting on this facade was unknown.

"Fellow cultivator, the commotion at this trading event is really no small thing, three late-stage Core Formation Cultivators have arrived."

Fairy Ni Chang, dressed in black, Lin Chang’an, and the Sword Servant sat together, forming a formidable group of three Core Formation Cultivators, making no one dare underestimate them.

"All here to vie for that slim chance."

Lin Chang’an shook his head nonchalantly, then picked up a cup of Spirit Wine and took a sip, while the Sword Servant next to him respectfully poured wine, face covered.

"Haha, sorry to keep you all waiting, meeting here is fate, though my wife and I wish to drink freely with all of you.

Time is precious, let’s get straight to business now, and after the trading event, we shall drink and entertain you."

In the dark hall, the master behind Bibo Island appeared, someone Lin Chang’an was meeting for the first time.

"To be able to see Mr. and Mrs. Meng."

"This couple is no ordinary pair, last time they found their chance in the first Secret Realm of Demon Beast Abyss, and their cultivation quickly soared to the peak of the late stage of Core Formation.

Furthermore, with their Combined Attack Secret Technique, it is rumored they survived an attack from a Nascent Soul Cultivator with only minor injuries..."

As whispers filled the surroundings, Lin Chang’an nodded secretly, these insights matched his own understanding.

On the high platform, the man exuded authority, and the middle-aged woman gazed calmly at the crowd, showing satisfaction at the compliments.

This middle-aged couple bore a hint of proud remembrance between their brows.

Perhaps due to age, or perhaps with no hope of reaching Nascent Soul, they no longer pursued it obsessively, instead reminiscing in past glories.

"Haha, at the Island Master’s command, I, Fatty Lei, will lead the way, even if it’s not much."

Among the Core Formation Cultivators seated at the table, Fatty Lei, a plump Core Formation Early Stage Cultivator, chuckled and clapped his belly while offering his respects to all.

Upon seeing a familiar face, Lin Chang’an squinted.

This Fatty Lei had reincarnated; otherwise, he wouldn’t have reached today’s level of cultivation.

Upon seeing Fatty Lei, a cold evil energy flashed in the Sword Servant’s eyes, reminding her of past suffering here.

Right then, a warm hand lightly patted her palm, bringing the Sword Servant back to control her aura, bowing her head.

Lin Chang’an laughed, sending a transmission: "Calm your heart; past hardships here were merely the path traveled."

The Sword Servant’s evil energy slowly calmed, and at this moment, Fatty Lei laughed heartily, casually taking out Treasures from his Storage Bag.

Meanwhile, many recognized Fatty Lei, seeing his cultivation level, some were surprised while others sneered secretly.

"Now that he has reincarnated, that’s all he’ll ever be."

"This Fatty Lei is very cunning, played the resigned act before, who knows how many cultivators’ blood he consumed to reincarnate."

Some low-tier Fake Pill Cultivators exchanged messages, almost all audible to Lin Chang’an.

This made Lin Chang’an curl his lips, calmly watching this scene.

Achieving this is extremely difficult, requiring either exceedingly strong Divine Sense surpassing others of the same tier, or cultivating Divine Sense-type Cultivation Techniques to further solidify the Divine Soul.

Only now, after his Divine Sense broke through to the late stage of Core Formation, and after cultivating two Divine Soul-type Divine Techniques and some of the Silver Soul Sect’s heritage, could he barely accomplish this.

Otherwise, strong Divine Sense alone would suffice, yet with the presence of Mr. and Mrs. Meng and two late-stage Core Formation Cultivators, how dare anyone secretly send such mocking transmissions?

"Haha, Fatty Lei, you’re really regressing, these little treasures are not worth showing, watch mine."

Another person, apparently also a Core Formation Cultivator on Bibo Island, smiled broadly as he brought out his Treasures, seemingly enlivening the mood.

Mr. and Mrs. Meng were legendary among Core Formation Cultivators, having built Bibo Island from scratch.

As each Core Formation Cultivator presented their Treasure, some low-tier cultivators began exchanging.

"Whoa! Fellow cultivator, you have a Tier Three Demon Beast Egg; I’m willing to exchange these three Treasures with you."

"Fellow cultivator, I have my eye on your Spirit Grass, have a look at this horn, the hardest thing from that Tier Three Great Demon..."

The scene was lively yet evidently some Core Formation Cultivators were focused on the most vital items, remaining unmoved.

Lin Chang’an calmly sat at the table, enjoying Spirit Wine, occasionally conversing with Fairy Ni Chang.

"The couple from Meng Family seem neutral, these years not involved in power struggles, merely operating this black market on Bibo Island for Spirit Stones.

They have a child, already at Core Formation, but usually quite arrogant, likely paving the way for their descendants."

The higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to have offspring.

Listening to Fairy Ni Chang’s information, Lin Chang’an nodded secretly.

With his strong perception, he clearly sensed, although the couple from Meng Family still appeared youthful and tried hard to hide it, they could not escape the lingering signs of old age.