In the time that followed, Ye Qingxuan basically faded his own existence into the background entirely.
Living deep within his blessed land, he no longer concerned himself with the rights and wrongs of the outside world.
Apart from a few close friends he’d made before becoming a blessed cultivator and some managers, very few people even knew Ye Qingxuan existed.
However, a few blessed cultivators who had left their contact marks with him back at the Blessed Cultivator Institute would sometimes send him messages to bother him. They’d complain about their own blessed lands while trying to pry into Ye Qingxuan’s current situation.
But Ye Qingxuan never replied to them. He hadn’t built deep friendships with those people. Once he replied, the harassment would surely never stop.
So from the very beginning, Ye Qingxuan chose not to respond to their messages.
He was living an incredibly comfortable life right now and had no desire to listen to other blessed cultivators’ hardships.
As for his few close friends, Bai Wenyang was still working at the Hundred Treasures Pavilion. He would occasionally come by to visit, drinking tea and chatting idly with Ye Qingxuan.
The Hundred Treasures Pavilion was a star-rated shop, far larger in scale than a large shop. So the upheaval caused earlier by Ye Qingxuan’s Tianfu Shop hadn’t affected the Hundred Treasures Pavilion much.
Still, during his chats with Ye Qingxuan, Bai Wenyang would occasionally bring up the Tianfu Shop, marveling at its terrifying growth rate.
Although the Hundred Treasures Pavilion’s upper management didn’t care about the Tianfu Shop, people at Bai Wenyang’s mid-to-lower level paid close attention to it.
But Bai Wenyang had no idea that the Tianfu Shop belonged to Ye Qingxuan.
Every time Ye Qingxuan heard Bai Wenyang brag about his Tianfu Shop, he would just smile and let it pass. It never stirred even a ripple in his placid state of mind.
Besides Bai Wenyang, the long-unseen couple Hong Miaomiao and Bai Qingyun also came to visit Ye Qingxuan once.
By now, both Hong Miaomiao and Bai Qingyun had reached the Purple Mansion realm and had officially become dao companions. They often took on sect missions that required traveling, journeying to various places outside.
So the couple didn’t spend much time within the Xuantian Sect.
When they came to see Ye Qingxuan, Hong Miaomiao and Bai Qingyun were worried he might feel bored after becoming a blessed cultivator. So they specially prepared a gift for him.
They didn’t know that Ye Qingxuan already kept a number of spirit beasts, so they wanted to give him some living creatures to relieve his boredom.
But in Ye Qingxuan’s eyes, the gift Hong Miaomiao and Bai Qingyun brought seemed more like it was meant to satisfy his appetite.
Because the gifts they brought were Eight-Treasure Chickens, Fragrant Pigs, and Spirit Rabbits.
Eight-Treasure Chickens, Fragrant Pigs, and Spirit Rabbits are all semi-spirit beasts. They haven’t developed spiritual intelligence, but they can automatically absorb spiritual energy into their flesh, making them a rare delicacy in the cultivation world.
Hong Miaomiao and Bai Qingyun brought six of each: six Eight-Treasure Chickens, six Fragrant Pigs, and six Spirit Rabbits. Ye Qingxuan now kept them all in his Qingxuan Blessed Land.
Other than them, the person who visited him most often was Ye Qingxiao.
Every time he came, he would bring Ye Qingxuan a large amount of first and second-order demonic origin energy, and in turn, he’d walk away with a good number of Ye Qingxuan’s nuclear explosion pills and Calm Mind Tea.
By now, the originally third-order Calm Mind Tea plant, during Ye Qingxuan’s years of secluded cultivation, had successfully transformed into a fourth-order Calm Mind Tea plant.
Not only had its mind-calming effect greatly increased, but it could also allow people to briefly enter a state of comprehending the Dao.
This effect wasn’t particularly useful to Ye Qingxuan, because under the influence of his immortal soul, his comprehension already far exceeded the limits of his own realm.
But for other Purple Mansion cultivators, or even Golden Core cultivators, the Dao comprehension state brought on by drinking the fourth-order Calm Mind Tea was remarkably effective.
The only current drawback was that it lasted too short a time—only about ten minutes.
Nevertheless, Ye Qingxuan had high hopes for the Calm Mind Tea plant. If it could keep transforming, with the Dao comprehension effect and duration continuously improving,
maybe someday it could even have a considerable effect on him.
So Ye Qingxuan put extra care into cultivating that Calm Mind Tea plant. Even the primary origin energy purified from the demonic origin energy that Ye Qingxiao brought each time was partly fed to the Calm Mind Tea plant.
Now, the Calm Mind Tea plant was growing splendidly, and its yield had even increased considerably.
As for the remaining primary origin energy, Ye Qingxuan didn’t use it to cultivate the twenty-three spiritual medicine seeds. Instead, he fed it directly into the Qingxuan Cave Heaven Paradise to accelerate its growth.
Although the amount wasn’t large, and it was only primary origin energy, it was still better than nothing. Accumulated over time, it would still help the Cave Heaven Paradise quite a bit.
When it came to seventh-order spiritual plants, having the White Lotus, Purple Bamboo, and Armor Vine was sufficient for now.
The current grade of his Cave Heaven Paradise was too low. Wasting resources on cultivating seventh-order spiritual medicines just wasn’t cost-effective.
Better to wait until he raised the grade of the Qingxuan Cave Heaven Paradise. Then cultivating seventh-order spiritual medicines would yield twice the result with half the effort.
Apart from these matters, basically nothing else disturbed Ye Qingxuan’s secluded cultivation.
During this time of Ye Qingxuan’s cultivation, the Earth Xuan Realm remained calm and undisturbed.
The cleanup operations on the extraterrestrial battlefield were also proceeding very smoothly. The various demonic creatures spawned by the Blue Demon Realm’s origin energy were appearing more and more slowly.
It seemed like everything was developing in a better and better direction.
Time flew by like a shuttle.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed since Ye Qingxuan became a blessed cultivator.
Ever since the uproar over the Tianfu Shop and the nuclear explosion pills had settled, Ye Qingxuan had now been in secluded cultivation for over eighty years.
After more than eighty years of secluded cultivation, although Ye Qingxuan’s cultivation hadn’t yet broken through to the peak of the Purple Mansion realm, he was only a short distance away.
The cultivation speed of triple-attribute spiritual roots was still just too slow.
If he were in the Ye family, the ceiling for an ordinary cultivator with triple-attribute spiritual roots would basically be the Purple Mansion realm, with no hope of reaching Golden Core.
That was also the reason Ye Qingxuan, after more than eighty years of secluded cultivation, still hadn’t reached the peak of the Purple Mansion realm.
As for that guy Ye Qingxiao, ever since he got the nuclear explosion pills from Ye Qingxuan, he had obtained a large amount of third-order demonic origin energy on the extraterrestrial battlefield.
On top of that, Ye Qingxiao’s talent had been upgraded to six spiritual roots, greatly increasing his cultivation speed.
So Ye Qingxiao’s cultivation had long surpassed Ye Qingxuan’s true (hidden) level. He was now a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator.
In the over eighty years, the Ye family’s patriarch, Ye Zhaoyang, had long since completed his sect mission and returned to the Xuantian Sect.
Unfortunately, although Ye Zhaoyang’s cultivation had seen some improvement, he hadn’t broken through to the Spirit Transformation realm as he had hoped. Even worse, he had suffered severe injuries.
Ye Qingxuan didn’t learn about Ye Zhaoyang’s situation directly from him, but through Ye Qingxiao.
Perhaps Ye Zhaoyang had long forgotten about the existence of Ye Qingxuan, his junior member of the Ye family who had become a blessed cultivator.
So after Ye Zhaoyang returned, he didn’t contact Ye Qingxuan.
According to Ye Qingxiao, the sect mission Ye Zhaoyang received was originally to clear the periphery of the extraterrestrial battlefield, training there.
But after the Blue Demon Race withdrew, the danger on the battlefield greatly diminished, so Ye Zhaoyang’s mission changed to clearing demonic creatures within the inner ring of the battlefield.
Ye Zhaoyang’s injuries were also sustained in that inner ring of the extraterrestrial battlefield.
Although the Blue Demon Race had retreated, the residual energy, various combat aftermaths, and even fragments of dao principles left behind in the inner ring were far more abundant than on the periphery.
Ye Zhaoyang had accidentally triggered some of that residual energy while exploring, resulting in severe injury.
After returning to the Xuantian Sect, Ye Zhaoyang summoned Ye Qingxiao to brief him on some matters.
Then he went into secluded cultivation to recover from his injuries. He wouldn’t be able to come out of seclusion anytime soon.
Aside from these events, no other major occurrences had taken place during Ye Qingxuan’s secluded cultivation.
Currently, Ye Qingxuan wasn’t cultivating in his blessed land.
Instead, he was sitting in the stone pavilion, sipping tea, a hint of melancholy in his eyes.
More than eighty years had passed, yet Ye Qingxuan’s appearance hadn’t changed at all. The only difference was a gentle, scholarly air about him, which made people feel very comfortable around him.
The reason for Ye Qingxuan’s melancholy was that the hundred-year deadline had arrived.
According to the original contract, it was time to hand over the first batch of blessed land resources to the Ye family.
It wasn’t that Ye Qingxuan was reluctant to give the resources to the Ye family. Rather, he didn’t know how to explain the origin of those resources to Ye Yuhong.
