Immortal Cultivation: Starting as a Fortune Cultivator - Chapter 31

After leaving the Library Pavilion!

Ye Qingxuan sent a voice transmission directly to Bai Wenyang, asking him to help purchase seeds of the Purifying Spirit Tree.

As for the spirit stones needed for the purchase, Ye Qingxuan would have to give them to Bai Wenyang the next time he sold his Spirit-Boosting Pills.

Afterwards, he used a teleportation array to arrive at a certain mountain peak.

This peak was one of the gathering places for the outer disciples of the Profound Heaven Sect. Ye Qingxuan had come here to find Ye Qingxiao.

Yes, that’s right. Ye Qingxiao had now successfully broken through to the late Qi Refining stage and advanced to become an outer disciple of the Profound Heaven Sect.

However, even as outer disciples, they could only be assigned to cultivate on designated peaks, though they enjoyed much greater freedom.

Within the Profound Heaven Sect, disciples below the Core Disciple rank did not have the authority to establish their own personal cultivation caves.

Only upon breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm and advancing to Core Disciple status could one gain the right to seek out a spiritual site and open their own cave abode.

Disciples below the Core rank could only choose to reside and cultivate on the corresponding peaks assigned to their status.

In the Profound Heaven Sect, the most numerous disciples were actually the inner and core disciples. The servant disciples, in contrast, were the fewest in number.

No other reason—simply because the spiritual energy within the Profound Heaven Sect was truly too dense. Any disciple who entered the sect, as long as their talent wasn’t abysmally poor, could generally break through to the late Qi Refining stage and advance to outer disciple within about ten years, and with relative ease.

Those with slightly better talent would have enough time to break through to the Foundation Establishment realm within a decade.

By Ye Qingxuan’s estimation, the Profound Heaven Sect must have at least tens of millions of disciples.

The annual enrollment ceremony was ultimately just a small-scale affair. The main bulk came from the grand recruitment ceremony held every century.

During each century’s grand recruitment, the Profound Heaven Sect would enroll at least 100,000 disciples as a starting point from within the Earth Profound Realm.

Tens of millions of disciples, distributed across the Profound Heaven Mountain Range—which was over ten times larger than the Blue Planet from Ye Qingxuan’s previous life—did not appear particularly conspicuous.

Among these disciples, even the least accomplished could break through to Foundation Establishment. Those of average talent could break through to Purple Mansion and Golden Core realms very easily as well. As for other prodigies and outstanding figures, they were certainly too numerous to count.

Otherwise, without a sufficient base of disciples, it would be absolutely impossible to sustain the Profound Heaven Sect’s vast system and ensure the sect’s orderly inheritance through the ages.

However, all of this had little impact on him, a mere cultivation-focused disciple.

Upon reaching the foot of the peak, Ye Qingxuan did not rashly barge in. Without the corresponding token imprint, he couldn’t pass through the peak’s protective formation on his own.

Not long after sending a voice transmission to Ye Qingxiao, a streak of sword light flashed down from the mountain peak.

“Hahaha, Qingxuan, I’m here!”

Ye Qingxiao’s voice arrived before he did!
When he landed not far in front of Ye Qingxuan with a rather showy flair, he even added a flashy sword-sheathing move!

Ye Qingxuan said nothing, just quietly watched his performance.

Under his gaze, Ye Qingxiao began to feel somewhat awkward, scratching his head a little sheepishly:
“Uh, well, Qingxuan, want to come sit in my little courtyard for a bit?”

Ye Qingxuan glanced at him but didn’t agree:
“I just came by to see you on my way, and to bring you some things. How have you been since advancing to outer disciple?”

Hearing the question, Ye Qingxiao immediately pulled a long face and began to complain:
“Don’t even mention it! The workload for outer disciples isn’t as heavy as for servant disciples, but the tasks are all time-consuming and laborious. The key is, those guys are way too competitive!”

“And…”

Back in the servant courtyard, although the workload was heavy, Steward Mo looked out for him, so while there was a lot to do, it wasn’t overly strenuous.

Now, having advanced to outer disciple and settled on a peak for outer disciples, while he had much more freedom, the competition among outer disciples for tasks was insane.

Outer disciples also received a sect stipend, but it wasn’t much—almost only about one-third of Ye Qingxuan’s.

To obtain sufficient cultivation resources, one could only rely on completing tasks.

Therefore, aside from the fixed monthly tasks they had to complete, outer disciples either had to find other sources of income or take on a large number of additional tasks to earn sect resources.

This resulted in these outer disciples basically either being on their way to snatch up tasks or being on their way to do tasks. Everyone was fiercely competitive for cultivation resources.

Those in late Qi Refining wanted to break through to Foundation Establishment. Those in Foundation Establishment wanted to break through to Purple Mansion.

This meant that Ye Qingxiao, having just advanced to outer disciple, hadn’t had time to adapt to this rhythm. Every task he managed to snag was almost always tiring and time-consuming.

Otherwise, he would have long since gone to find Ye Qingxuan to hang out.

“Understood! Understood! You’ve had it rough!”
After listening to Ye Qingxiao’s complaints, although Ye Qingxuan couldn’t fully relate, he expressed understanding of his feelings.

It was just that the smile Ye Qingxuan couldn’t quite suppress at the corner of his mouth made Ye Qingxiao rather annoyed!

Angered, Ye Qingxiao snorted proudly:
“Hmph! That was just before. Now I won’t go waste time competing with them for those tasks anymore!”

After saying this, Ye Qingxiao even took out a storage pouch and tossed it to Ye Qingxuan, saying:
“Here, these are cultivation resources for you. Hehehe!”

Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan took the storage pouch from Ye Qingxiao with confusion. Probing it with his spiritual sense, he exclaimed in surprise:
“Where did you get so many cultivation resources?”

Good heavens! Inside the storage pouch Ye Qingxiao gave him, there were one thousand first-grade pills, a full three thousand second-grade pills, and even several hundred third-grade pills. They were basically all pills for increasing cultivation.

The two had entered the Profound Heaven Sect together. Ye Qingxuan knew exactly what family resources Ye Qingxiao had. With Ye Qingxiao’s current cultivation level, it was simply impossible for him to obtain this many resources on his own.

Unless…
Ye Qingxuan looked towards a certain spot behind Ye Qingxiao, suspicion flashing in his eyes!
Ye Qingxiao noticed this and immediately became flustered and exasperated:

“Ye Qingxuan, what kind of look is that? Where are you looking?”

“Don’t guess wildly! The Ancestor gave these. The portion in your hand is what the Ancestor told me to give to you!”

“Really?”

“Of course it’s true!”

Having gotten his answer, Ye Qingxuan retracted his gaze, puzzled:
“Why did the Ancestor give you so many pills all at once?”

Faced with the question, Ye Qingxiao grinned foolishly and scratched the back of his head, explaining:

“According to the Ancestor, Core Disciples of the Profound Heaven Sect take turns in batches to undertake a certain mission. It’s the Ancestor’s turn this time. He won’t be back for sixty years, which is why he gave me so many pills all at once!”

At this point, Ye Qingxiao paused, leaned in mysteriously close to Ye Qingxuan, and whispered:

“Moreover, the Ancestor said that if he’s lucky, he might even be able to use this mission to break through to the Deity Transformation stage! Hehehe!”

Hearing this, Ye Qingxuan didn’t feel happy. Instead, he frowned tightly.

Great rewards also implied great risks!
“It seems the mission the Ancestor took must involve considerable danger!”

Ye Qingxuan pondered this incessantly in his heart.

But he couldn’t figure it out. What kind of mission would make a disciple under the Profound Heaven Sect take such risks?
Perhaps he was overthinking it?
Ye Qingxuan shook his head, thinking to himself:

“Forget it, no point dwelling on it. When my cultivation reaches that level, I’ll naturally have the clearance to know about such matters.”

Looking at Ye Qingxiao, Ye Qingxuan tossed the storage pouch back to him with a smile:

“I was actually planning to bring you some pills, but it seems that’s unnecessary now.”

“Besides, I’m now a fully-fledged alchemist. I won’t lack for cultivation resources in the future. You should keep these pills for yourself!”

He wouldn’t believe Ye Qingxiao’s tall tale. It was impossible that the Ancestor told Ye Qingxiao to give these to him.

If the Ancestor really meant them for him, he would have sent a message directly. Why would he only summon Ye Qingxiao alone?
He guessed that Ye Qingxiao, afraid he might be upset if he found out, had secretly used the Ancestor’s name to share a portion of the resources with him.

However, Ye Qingxuan didn’t mind this. After all, his talent really was too poor, not worth the Ancestor investing resources to nurture.

Hearing that Ye Qingxuan had become an alchemist, Ye Qingxiao exclaimed in delight:

“Qingxuan, really? You’ve really become an alchemist?”

Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly and nodded.

Once confirmed, Ye Qingxiao laughed heartily:

“Hahaha, then I’ll really keep these pills for myself! In the future, if I need anything, I’ll come find you to help with alchemy! Hehehe!”

“Hahaha, sure, no problem, Qingxiao. Remember to come find me when you need pills.”

“It’s getting late. I should head off now. See you next time!”

After bidding farewell to Ye Qingxiao, Ye Qingxuan rode his sword and left the peak where the outer disciples resided.