Eternal Life: My Talents Can Refresh

Thus, the journey to Snow Mist Valley became an inevitable undertaking.

Chu Ning flew into the Snow Peak Mountain Range, heading straight to the outside of Snow Mist Valley.

At this moment, many Golden Core Cultivators had already gathered outside the valley, and there were even some Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Golden Core Cultivators were mostly within a thousand feet outside the valley.

Some sat cross-legged alone, while others gathered in small groups to chat.

As for those Foundation Establishment Cultivators, they were mostly congregated on the outskirts.

Just as Chu Ning arrived, he saw Chang Lingshan and Wu Rongfeng waving at him from afar, so he flew over directly.

However, he did not see Han Shihong.

The group cupped their hands towards Chu Ning, and he returned the gesture, then opened the conversation:

"Have all my fellow Daoists arrived?"

"Yes, indeed. We had to come; the dramatic changes in the sea, who knows what the situation will be later."

Chang Lingshan sighed, raising a long arm to point in the direction of Snow Mist Valley.

"This valley opens only once every ten years. We must take this opportunity to see if we can accumulate some resources.

Following this, it’s uncertain whether we can even continue to live in this Ice Island Immortal City, let alone cultivate."

Upon hearing this, Chu Ning couldn’t help but laugh:

"Fellow Daoist Chang, you’re exaggerating. With your previous accumulations, staying here for a century would pose no problem."

He had come to understand that the reason Chang Lingshan frequently went to Frost Moon Pavilion was heavily related to his habit of hoarding cultivation resources.

Over the past several months, as resource prices in Ice Island Immortal City soared, Chu Ning had naturally profited quite a bit.

Later on, Chu Ning even crafted many Intermediate Talismans for Xi Wenxia to sell, earning a good amount of Spirit Stones.

But Chang Lingshan, that old fellow, might not have made any less than him.

"Preparing for a rainy day, preparing for a rainy day!" Chang Lingshan chuckled.

"You see so many Golden Core Cultivators here, even many Foundation Establishment Cultivators are taking their chances with the same idea."

Chu Ning nodded. He thought most of these Foundation Establishment Cultivators were probably forced by circumstances.

Now that the cultivation environment in Ice Island Immortal City is deteriorating, survival has become even harder for these Low Tier Cultivators.

Xi Wenxia had mentioned that if Chu Ning hadn’t helped her find an opportunity to earn Spirit Stones,

She would have naturally come to Snow Mist Valley to try her luck.

Of course, now she is still in the Market selling things.

"I didn’t expect you to come this time, Junior Brother Chu," Chang Lingshan said, slightly surprised.

"So I didn’t seek you out before setting off."

Chu Ning smiled and replied, "I, like Brother Chang, just came to try my luck."

Wu Rongfeng and his wife exchanged a glance upon hearing Chu Ning’s words.

They could guess that Chu Ning’s purpose for coming this time might have much to do with the Nine Rites Gold.

However, since Chu Ning hadn’t mentioned anything about seeking their help, they naturally would not bring it up either.

Taking advantage of this conversation, Chu Ning began to observe his surroundings, seeing what kinds of people entered the valley.

A number of Golden Core Loose Cultivators were among them, some of whom Chu Ning had interacted with at Frost Moon Pavilion.

Though not very familiar, at the least, they had met.

After all, over the last half year, he had frequented Frost Moon Pavilion many times.

But some others clearly appeared to be Loose Cultivators from Overseas Islands, or Sect Cultivators from other continents, whom Chu Ning did not recognize.

At this moment, as Chu Ning’s eyes swept over the crowd without pausing, he was silently considering privately.

"People from the Illusion Spirit Sect have arrived, but their Young Sect Leader doesn’t seem to be here."

Among the cultivators from the Illusion Spirit Sect, there was no sign of Tantai Song.

It was unclear whether he was severely injured in the subterranean shock, or if there was nothing in Snow Mist Valley worth his time.

Reflecting on it, Chu Ning wasn’t surprised.

Ten years ago, Snow Mist Valley opened, attracting many Golden Core Late Stage Peak Cultivators.

The main attraction was the Thousand-Year-Old Snow Crystal Ganoderma.

But this time, no special treasures were reported in Snow Mist Valley.

These ordinary resources might attract Loose Cultivators, but they likely have little appeal to the Major Sects.

As Chu Ning scrutinized the surroundings, he noticed a number of Golden Core Late Stage Cultivators, though not many.

At this moment, there were just three to five Golden Core Late Stage Peak Cultivators.

Chu Ning naturally scrutinized all of them.

Given his current techniques, although he wasn’t too afraid of these people,

it would still be best to avoid conflict if possible.

After all, Chu Ning’s objective remains the Nine Rites Gold.

As time flowed on, more cultivators gathered around.

Han Shihong had also arrived outside the valley, joining the group upon spotting them.

By now, Chu Ning noticed an increase in the number of Golden Core Late Stage Cultivators around.

A few of them were Golden Core Late Stage Peak Cultivators.

Among them, several had noticeably aged appearances, similar to Di Yan’s condition.

However, compared to Di Yan, their condition was much better.

At least Chu Ning couldn’t detect any lack of vitality.

As Chu Ning wondered about this, yet another white-haired elder arrived.

This person, clad in a gray robe and of medium build, appeared to be in the twilight of life, even his eyes appeared a bit cloudy.

Yet his aura was extremely robust, reaching Golden Core Late Stage Peak.

Chu Ning did not recognize this man, but such an anomalous situation drew his attention.