Chapter 1812: Initial Arrival at the Qianhu World

If he could obtain the method for refining Underworld Moon Water, he could produce large quantities of Underworld Moon Beads. Knowledge was priceless; for over sixty years, he had tried numerous methods to refine Underworld Moon Water, but none had succeeded. Adding other refining materials, using formations for tempering, or incorporating special spiritual water and liquids – all ended in failure.

After much consideration, Shangguan Tianhong still decided to make a deal with Wang Changsheng. This transaction was very worthwhile. A Heaven-reaching Spiritual Treasure might not kill a Spirit Transformation cultivator in a surprise attack, but an Underworld Moon Bead could.

“One Heaven-reaching Spiritual Treasure!”

Wang Changsheng gave a half-smile. He wouldn't exchange it for even ten Heaven-reaching Spiritual Treasures, let alone one. Doing so would expose the secret of the Azure Lotus Creation Cauldron, making it not worth the gain. Refining Underworld Moon Beads required rare materials like Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Jade and Grand Yin Divine Crystals, and these materials would eventually run out.

“Two? Or cultivation manuals? Rare beasts? Or formations? Name your price; as long as the demand isn’t too excessive, I will agree,” Shangguan Tianhong said with a heavy tone.

“What’s the difference between selling the method for Underworld Moon Water and killing the goose that lays the golden eggs? If you want Underworld Moon Water, I can sell you some,” Wang Changsheng said with a smile. In the entire East End Realm, he was the only one who had Underworld Moon Water for sale, so he set the price.

Shangguan Tianhong frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, “I want one thousand catties! Name your price!”

Wang Changsheng frowned and replied, “Do you think Underworld Moon Water is easy to refine? It requires slow tempering with formations. I only have five hundred catties, and for that, I want ten Tier-5 talismans. Evasion or defensive talismans would be best, but offensive ones are also acceptable.” Wang Ruyan was not yet able to craft Tier-5 talismans, mainly due to the scarcity of materials. Fu Wen traveled widely; they had wanted to consult him but couldn't find him.

“Ten! Do you think Tier-5 talismans grow on trees?” Shangguan Tianhong’s expression was cold. He could naturally tell that Wang Changsheng was asking an exorbitant price, but if he wanted Underworld Moon Water, he had no choice but to buy it from Wang Changsheng. The two haggled and eventually reached an agreement: Wang Changsheng exchanged five hundred catties of Underworld Moon Water for seven Tier-5 talismans.

Wang Changsheng distributed the seven Tier-5 talismans among Wang Qingshan and six others. Wang Qingshan received two Tier-5 talismans, while Wang Youwei, Ouyang Mingyue, Ye Haitang, and Wang Mengbin each received one. Cheng Zhenyu and Zheng Nan only received one Tier-5 offensive talisman between them. Cheng Zhenyu and Zheng Nan were ecstatic. Even if Wang Changsheng hadn't given them anything, they wouldn't have dared to complain, but out of respect for Zhenhai Sect's Grand Elder, Wang Changsheng still gave them a Tier-5 talisman for protection.

More than an hour later, ripples appeared in the void, and a white light shone. Li Shuo fell out of the void.

“Senior Brother Shangguan, Fellow Daoist Hu, there’s no mistake, this is the spatial node leading to the Thousand Gourd Realm,” Li Shuo said excitedly.

“Good, let’s depart immediately for the Thousand Gourd Realm to slay demons and eradicate evil,” Shangguan Tianhong stated in a deep voice.

Li Shuo and Shangguan Tianhong used the Seven-Colored Glazed Orb and the Profound Light Sky-Breaking Sword to open the spatial passage again. Li Shuo and his group, along with their disciples, flew into the spatial passage one after another. After everyone entered the spatial passage, the entrance healed shut. After experiencing a strong dizzy spell, Wang Changsheng suddenly found himself above a barren island, over a hundred li in size, where not a blade of grass grew.

They rapidly descended towards the ground, but soon stopped, slowly landing. The sea breeze blew in gusts, bringing with it a salty tang.

“Fellow Daoist Lin, the spiritual energy here is too thin!” Hu Yunxiao said with a frown. It seemed the demonic cultivators had been very successful in transforming the Thousand Gourd Realm over the years.

“The demonic cultivators have been transforming the Thousand Gourd Realm for over a thousand years; the spiritual energy will only become weaker and weaker. However, in ruins or secret realms, the spiritual energy is still abundant,” True Monarch Thousand Gourd explained.

“As long as this is the Thousand Gourd Realm, that's enough. We must exterminate all the demonic cultivators,” Shangguan Tianhong said with a cold expression. He flicked his sleeve, and the Heaven-reaching Spiritual Treasure, Azure Dragon Boat, flew out. He infused it with a spell, and after a deafening dragon roar, the Azure Dragon Boat's size dramatically increased, transforming into a massive green boat over five hundred zhang long. The cultivators boarded the boat one after another, each with a different expression.

“Let's go.” Shangguan Tianhong cast a spell onto the Azure Dragon Boat, which then glowed with dazzling green light and shot through the air like a green rainbow.

Zhao Qianfeng sat cross-legged under a tree, cultivating, his body enveloped in a layer of black mystical light. A moment later, the black mystical light on his body dissipated, and he suddenly opened his eyes, his expression agitated.

“Haha, late Spirit Transformation stage! I’ve finally advanced to the late Spirit Transformation stage!” Zhao Qianfeng laughed heartily, overjoyed. Having reached the late Spirit Transformation stage, he could now attempt to communicate with the demon realm using a secret technique. If he hadn't advanced to the late Spirit Transformation stage soon, he would have died.

He took out a palm-sized black magic disk, infused it with a spell, and said in a deep voice, “Immortal Ouyang, please immediately inform the other fellow daoists to come to Junsheng Palace for a meeting. I have advanced to the late Spirit Transformation stage and can now attempt to communicate with the demon realm using a secret art, but this will require your assistance.”

“That’s wonderful! I’ll inform them right away,” a joyful female voice replied from the black magic disk.

After the demonic race gained control of the Thousand Gourd Realm, they destroyed its scripts and cultivation manuals, spreading their own demonic writing and culture. After more than a thousand years of development, ninety-nine percent of the Thousand Gourd Realm cultivators had adopted the demonic culture. Hu Guangwen was a native cultivator of the Thousand Gourd Realm. By the time he was born, the Thousand Gourd Realm was already under demonic rule. He learned demonic script and language from childhood, became a disciple of a demonic cultivator, and practiced demonic arts. In his eyes, the Thousand Gourd Realm rightfully belonged to the demonic race, and spiritual cultivators were rebels.

Hu Guangwen had cultivated for over four hundred years, reaching the late Nascent Soul stage. He was responsible for guarding a branch stronghold, which controlled a large Water Jade mine. Water Jade was a water-attribute refining material used to craft magical artifacts. Large Water Jade mines could even produce Water Jade Crystals, a top-tier refining material suitable for crafting spiritual treasures. Ironically, Hu Guangwen, who didn’t identify as a spiritual cultivator, used magical artifacts rather than demonic treasures.

One day, Hu Guangwen was cultivating in his residence, where numerous demonic patterns were carved onto the stone walls. Suddenly, the stone chamber shook violently. Hu Guangwen was startled and quickly stopped his cultivation.

Rumble!

After a deafening roar, the stone chamber shattered, and Hu Guangwen leaped out. To his astonishment, a massive green dragon boat floated high in the sky. Thousands of cultivators stood on its deck, including as many as twenty Spirit Transformation cultivators. The stronghold's formation couldn't stop them at all. Flames shot into the sky, and numerous bodies lay on the ground.