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The Deity Transformation Realm, also referred to as the Spirit Splitting stage, marked a natural progression in cultivation, where one could attain the mystical ability to manifest an avatar outside of their body.

Even an avatar, however, would far surpass the strength of an ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivator.

Typically, cultivators at the Deity Transformation stage could live for around three thousand years. Even with various longevity-extending elixirs, their lifespan would only deviate by a few thousand years at most.

The underground ruins within the Black Fog Mountain Range were once the dwelling place of an ancient civilization.

Over countless years, through the vicissitudes of time and the changing of the world, the ruins were discovered by the "Tinghai Pavilion," a sect of the near-ancient era, and repurposed as a refuge and a backup treasure trove.

Based on the timeline of the Tinghai Pavilion, the ruins could be anywhere from several thousand to over ten thousand years old.

Unless the Deity Transformation cultivator in question also practiced the Ancient Trees Evergreen Technique, it would be nearly impossible for them to survive until today.

Thus, judging by the timeline, the threat posed by that Deity Transformation Heavenly Lord was almost nonexistent.

“Why did that Deity Transformation Heavenly Lord pursue the Tinghai Pavilion? Is there any record about this?”

Lan Chang\'an faintly sensed a hypothesis forming in his heart. Why would a powerful Deity Transformation Heavenly Lord chase after the Tinghai Pavilion?

The only thing on him that might explain it was the mysterious Xuanmu Vine he carried. Its rank and origins were beyond imagination.

Even the Five Elemental Earth, which was attached to it, was merely a byproduct.

Although the Five Elemental Earth was highly valuable and versatile, enough to entice a Nascent Soul True Monarch, it wasn’t the kind of treasure one would risk everything to obtain.

The only thing that was the most likely to draw the pursuit of a Deity Transformation Heavenly Lord was the vine itself.

Fortunately, from years of observation, Lan Chang\'an had discovered that the Xuanmu Vine had the innate ability to shield itself from divination and calculations.

Perhaps because of this, the avatar of the Deity Transformation cultivator from that time had ultimately failed to track down its whereabouts.

“There is no specific description in the jade records,” Fairy Shi said thoughtfully. “But judging from the situation, the Tinghai Pavilion likely possessed some kind of world-shaking treasure, which led to that Heavenly Lord’s pursuit.”

Her eyes flickered with a teasing glint as she glanced at Lan Chang\'an. “Fellow Daoist Lan, don’t tell me you’ve obtained the object that the Deity Transformation cultivator was tracking?”

“What I obtained is something to form my Core. If I fail to form a Core, what use would I have for treasures coveted by Deity Transformation cultivators?”

Lan Chang\'an replied gruffly, his tone tinged with exasperation.

“Well, that’s true.”

Fairy Shi nodded in agreement. When she first learned that Lan Chang\'an had successfully formed a True Dan, this was also her initial reaction.

For something to entice a Deity Transformation cultivator, it would likely be a legendary spiritual treasure.

A weapon above the Nascent Soul level would be completely unmanageable for a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator.

For cultivators, the priority of advancing one’s realm far outweighed everything else.

Back when they were in the treasury space, Fairy Shi’s token couldn’t access the innermost treasures, so she chose the formation inheritance instead.

As for the Xuanmu Vine, being a rumored legendary heaven and earth spiritual item, it was rarely detailed in ancient texts.

Ordinary Xuanmu Vines that had appeared in recorded history were typically around the fourth rank, making them excellent materials for crafting wood-based magical treasures.

But the fragment Lan Chang\'an obtained was clearly no ordinary Xuanmu Vine. It might not even belong to the same species; it could be a completely different entity altogether.

“Once I’m done with my Core Reformation, I’ll need to visit the immortal cities to search through some ancient texts…”

Lan Chang\'an’s regard for the withered gourd vine was growing.

If he could restore it to life and nurture it successfully, this lifetime might grant him the chance to reach even higher realms.

...

That evening, Lan Chang\'an and Fairy Shi conversed until dusk. Both were polite and respectful, with no inappropriate behavior between them.

Fairy Shi carried herself with dignity and restraint, lacking the intimacy and flirtation she once displayed.

Lan Chang\'an didn’t mind. After all, it had been many years since they last met, and they weren’t Dao companions. Naturally, their relationship had grown distant.

Moreover, Fairy Shi wasn’t the type of woman who was inherently flirtatious.

Back then, she had set aside propriety and humbled herself before Lan Chang\'an partly because her life was out of her control and partly because they got along well. She admired him, and Lan Chang\'an’s appearance and demeanor were outstanding.

If he had been an old and decrepit man, Fairy Shi likely would have sought another way to resolve her predicament.

Fairy Shi didn’t leave Wuqi Mountain but instead went to the neighboring peak, Xiao Pan Peak.

The current peak master of Xiao Pan Peak was once Fairy Shi’s personal maid. With Fairy Shi’s guidance, she had advanced to the Foundation Establishment Realm and became a second-rank formation master.

“Hmph! So what if he’s formed a True Dan? He’s still as aloof and indifferent as ever, acting all high and mighty. In Liang Kingdom’s cultivation world, there’s no shortage of people pursuing me.”

Back in her cave dwelling, Fairy Shi’s elegant and composed demeanor faded. Her chest heaved with frustration as she fumed silently.

Lan Chang\'an had left without a word. Thirty years had passed without a single apology or message of comfort.

If he wanted to rekindle their relationship, how could he act so passive as a man?

Shi Manrong couldn’t help but wonder if the newly advanced True Dan cultivator, Lan Chang\'an, now looked down on her or had found someone else.

She had heard rumors about Lan Chang\'an’s return to Liang Kingdom.

The person who had spent the most time with him recently was Zhao Siyao of Jin Yun Valley.

Zhao Siyao’s temperament wasn’t inferior to hers, and her beauty surpassed even hers. Moreover, Zhao Siyao’s connection with Lan Chang\'an ran much deeper.

...

The next day.

Lan Chang\'an gathered with the three main peak masters of Wuqi Mountain, with Shi Manrong also among the invited.

During the meeting, Lan Chang\'an, as a True Dan cultivator, showed no signs of neglect or arrogance toward his old acquaintances.

Of course, those who had no prior relationship with him were not included in his considerations.

Another day passed.

Lan Chang\'an took the initiative to visit Fairy Shi.

Shi Manrong’s mood eased slightly.

It seemed Lan Chang\'an had finally come to his senses—she still had her charm, after all.

“I hope I’m not disturbing you, Fairy Shi! I suddenly recalled a damaged formation that I need your help with to repair and improve.”

When Lan Chang\'an arrived, he got straight to the point.

From the spoils of his battle with Master Lihuo, he had obtained a partially damaged quasi-fourth-rank illusion formation.

This formation wasn’t affiliated with the Flame Departing Palace; it was a personal, makeshift array used by Master Lihuo.

Originally designed as a fourth-rank formation, it had likely been damaged during a Nascent Soul battle.

The array was particularly suited for ambushes, concealment, and defense against spiritual sense probing.

However, the current version had a large range, consumed significant resources, was difficult to set up, and required high spiritual sense control from its operator.

Lan Chang\'an wanted to make it more portable, reduce its scope, and strengthen its ability to defend against spiritual sense detection.

This was all preparation for his upcoming Core Reformation.

…

“Improving a quasi-fourth-rank formation? I fear I lack the ability,” Shi Manrong replied in a calm, professional tone. “Even if I could complete such a task, the cost of materials alone would be substantial.”

Hearing Lan Chang\'an’s request, her demeanor grew colder, adopting the air of a business negotiation.

After some back-and-forth bargaining...

“Fifty thousand spirit stones?!”

Shi Manrong’s final quoted price caused Lan Chang\'an to frown deeply.

Improving and repairing the formation—especially while reducing its range—shouldn’t require many resources.

Shi Manrong, however, lightly pressed her lips together and replied leisurely, “A quasi-fourth-rank formation is not something an average third-rank formation master can repair, let alone improve.”

“Given our decades of acquaintance, give me a reasonable price,” Lan Chang\'an said, fully aware of Shi Manrong’s prodigious talent in formation arts. But her asking price was absurd.

Even a low-grade magical treasure would only cost ten or twenty thousand spirit stones.

Shi Manrong sighed softly and replied with a tone that carried faint resentment, “I’d love to offer a friendly discount. But thirty years have passed, the world has changed, and Immortal Lan has transformed from a turtle into a dragon. You and I are no longer the close companions we once were.”

Lan Chang\'an immediately caught on to her underlying complaint. Her tone was tinged with emotion, a mix of blame and grievance.

“What must I do for us to be close companions again?” Lan Chang\'an asked, knowing full well that Shi Manrong harbored some dissatisfaction about his abrupt departure decades ago and his current aloof attitude.

Shi Manrong’s gaze softened, her eyes glimmering like water as she let out a soft humph. “That depends on whether Immortal Lan’s actions can satisfy me…”

Before she could finish her sentence, a soft cry escaped her lips as her feet left the ground.

Her voluptuous and graceful figure was suddenly lifted into the air by a single strong arm.

“Immortal Lan, what is the meaning of this?”

Suspended mid-air, Shi Manrong protested softly, her expression a mix of embarrassment and indignation.

Her silky black hair partially obscured her flushed face, while her moonlight-colored dress billowed slightly. One of her phoenix-embroidered shoes slipped to the ground, revealing her lotus-like feet clad in delicate silken stockings of icy silk.

“It’s been thirty years since we last met. Since Fairy Shi feels that we’ve grown distant, naturally, this Immortal must deepen our bond.”

Lan Chang\'an chuckled lightly as he carried the stunned Shi Manrong to the nearby bed.

“Immortal Lan, please restrain yourself!”

Shi Manrong’s sweet and delicate voice was soon muffled by the soundproofing restrictions.

Several hours later, the clouds over Wuqi Mountain scattered, and the moonlight bathed the undulating peaks, covering them in a silvery frost-like glow.

Inside the dimly lit chamber, the atmosphere was languid.

“Immortal Lan… I was wrong…”

Shi Manrong lay limply on the ground, murmuring weakly. Her fair, smooth skin peeked out from beneath the disheveled silken bedding, revealing glimpses of her exquisite figure.

“Now that Fairy Shi seems satisfied, we can truly call ourselves close friends again. About the cost of improving and repairing the formation—surely we can agree on a fair price now.”

Lan Chang\'an, looking thoroughly refreshed, spoke slowly.

After a few weak hums of protest, Shi Manrong relented, and they renegotiated the terms.

“Fifteen thousand spirit stones, including material costs. Hmm, that seems fair,” Lan Chang\'an thought to himself.

Her original price of fifty thousand spirit stones had been pure extortion.

Even at the agreed price, Shi Manrong would still earn a profit of at least two or three thousand spirit stones.

...

Two months later.

Shi Manrong left Wuqi Mountain.

Lan Chang\'an, meanwhile, calmly collected the refined set of formation tools.

In this life, he was coming to understand a profound truth: no matter how noble or beautiful a woman might seem, spending too much time with her would inevitably lead to weariness.

What’s more, as someone who had undergone reincarnation and re-cultivated, Lan Chang\'an’s perspective had long changed. The dazzling flowers he encountered along his journey were destined to be fleeting.

He could admire some of these flowers, even savor their fragrance.

But he would never maliciously pick or trample them.

“All in all, this wasn’t a loss,” Lan Chang\'an mused.

He tested the improved and repaired formation.

“The modified formation’s range has been reduced by half, its setup speed is faster, and its illusionary power has increased by twenty percent. In terms of defense against spiritual sense probing, it has been restored to its original fourth-rank effectiveness.”

Due to Shi Manrong’s current limitations in formation techniques and the materials available, she was unable to fully restore the array to its complete fourth-rank state.

However, the repaired formation no longer had any glaring flaws.

If someone were to try breaking through the improved illusion formation, Lan Chang\'an estimated they would need to spend double the effort and resources compared to before.

Even an ordinary True Dan cultivator would find it impossible to escape in a short time.

“Master Lan, here is the intelligence you requested on the major forces within Liang Kingdom’s cultivation world.”

From the shadows of the room, a man in a gray-white hooded robe spoke in a low, raspy voice.

Xing Peng, who had been assigned to Jing Kingdom’s cultivation world, had visited Lan Chang\'an’s secluded Little Turtle Peak twice before.

His stealth abilities were exceptional—neither Shi Manrong nor the three peak masters of Wuqi Mountain had detected his presence.

Xing Peng’s ability to enjoy certain privileges within the ranks of the Unseen Gate wasn’t solely due to his connections; his own professional skills were indeed extraordinary.

“Excellent. With this information, my plans for Liang Kingdom’s cultivation world will become much clearer.”

Lan Chang\'an examined the jade slip Xing Peng handed over, nodding in satisfaction.

The jade slip contained detailed information on the major sects, noble families, and powers within the cultivation world of the Liang Kingdom.

While it didn’t include highly classified secrets, it was far more comprehensive than the knowledge of most lower-level cultivators.

Xing Peng, suspecting nothing, assumed that Lan Chang\'an—recently returned to his homeland—simply wanted to familiarize himself with Liang Kingdom’s major forces to integrate himself or find a suitable faction to join.

In reality, Lan Chang\'an was preparing for his Core Reformation.

“In the coming years, I’ll be traveling around to gather materials and refine magical treasures. If anything comes up, I’ll contact you directly,” Lan Chang\'an said.

After finalizing a secure means of communication, Xing Peng departed from Little Turtle Peak.

...

Ten days later, Lan Chang\'an also departed from Wuqi Mountain.

Before leaving, he gave a fair amount of compensation to Qi Feng, the mountain caretaker, for freeloading these few days.

One form of repayment was guidance on cultivation.

Lan Chang\'an also gifted Qi Feng a superior cultivation technique more suitable for his talents, enabling him to switch and compensate for the weaknesses of his previous cultivation method, which was typical of his background as a loose cultivator.

In addition, he gave Qi Feng second-rank cultivation pills and a mid-grade second-rank defensive turtle puppet.

These were items that were either useless or obsolete for Lan Chang\'an but were an extraordinary boon for Qi Feng, who was only in the early Foundation Establishment Realm.

The path of cultivation is akin to rolling a snowball.

If a person has one standout trait—be it background, aptitude, or opportunity—and combines it with determination and bold progress, they can roll their snowball quickly into greatness.

By the later stages of cultivation, natural aptitude no longer plays as significant a role. However, the immense foundation and advantage established in the first hundred to two hundred years of cultivation are often unattainable for most cultivators.

In reality, the vast majority of cultivators are not only ordinary in background and talent but also lack sufficient willpower.

Even when opportunities come their way, they often fail to seize them.

In Qi Feng, Lan Chang\'an saw a resilience and calm maturity reminiscent of Zhang Tieshan.

Moreover, Qi Feng was the descendant of Lan Chang\'an’s adoptive father and held sincere admiration for him. This was why Lan Chang\'an was willing to bestow such an opportunity upon him.

If Qi Feng had been the type to cut corners or lack diligence, Lan Chang\'an wouldn’t have bothered with him—even if he were a direct blood relative.

...

Half a year later.

In front of the former Huanglong Immortal City, a burly middle-aged man with a thick beard descended from the skies.

The man, who was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, radiated a powerful aura as he flew. Cultivators passing by quickly stepped aside, bowing in respect.

“This Foundation Establishment senior has such a strong aura, he looks a bit familiar?”

“Wait… doesn’t he look like Senior Lu Chi, a loose cultivator who was active in the southeastern Liang Kingdom over twenty years ago?”

“Senior Lu Chi? I heard he defied orders, killed one of the Flame Departing Palace’s enforcers, and was declared a fugitive. Didn’t he flee the Liang Kingdom after that?”

The once-wanted man, Lu Chi, swaggered into Huanglong Immortal City.

The cultivation world of the Liang Kingdom was no longer under the control of the Flame Departing Palace, and with the fall of the “previous dynasty,” the old warrants for fugitives were naturally nullified.

“Tsk tsk, they haven’t even changed the name of Huanglong Immortal City. The interior, though, looks drastically different. The outer city has been almost entirely rebuilt.”

The bearded middle-aged man, "Lu Chi," strolled leisurely through the immortal city, a faint smile on his face as he observed the changes to the city where he had spent many years in the past.

After Huanglong Mountain withdrew from the city, its core resources were split between the Flame Departing Palace and a few large merchant guilds.

The Flame Departing Palace had originally changed the city’s name, but the surrounding cultivators continued to call it Huanglong Immortal City out of habit. A few years later, the name-change effort was abandoned due to the war in Liang Kingdom.

When the Golden Sun Sect took control of the Liang Kingdom, Huanglong Immortal City underwent yet another reshuffling. Its core resources and authority were divided among various merchant guilds, families, and sects.

Even during the era of Huanglong Immortal, most of the city’s shops and industries were owned by other powers.

Huanglong Mountain primarily controlled the spiritual veins and administrative authority within the city.

As Lu Chi wandered through the city, only one or two cultivators took the initiative to greet him—one at the late Qi-Refining stage, the other at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Lu Chi responded indifferently, casually exchanging a few words.

“The entire cultivation world of Liang Kingdom has changed. Huanglong Immortal City has been reshuffled, and hardly anyone recognizes ‘me’ anymore.”

Lan Chang\'an felt reassured.

“Lu Chi” was one of the late Foundation Establishment cultivators Lan Chang\'an had killed during his journey back to Liang Kingdom.

Although Lu Chi hadn’t reached the peak of Foundation Establishment in cultivation, the difference was negligible for Lan Chang\'an’s purposes.

Lu Chi was approaching 150 years old.

While this was slightly on the older side for attempting Core Formation, it was still within the normal range.

A successful Core Formation at his age might draw mild surprise but wouldn’t be unbelievable.

...

Two days later.

Lan Chang\'an entered a grand hall in the inner city of Huanglong Immortal City.

This was the city’s official administrative hall, responsible for managing the rental of spiritual veins and cultivation abodes.

“May I ask for the senior’s name and the type of abode you wish to rent?”

A slender female cultivator in a green dress with bright eyes and fine features stepped forward to greet Lan Chang\'an.

A late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator like him was considered a distinguished guest in most of the city’s establishments.

“Lu Chi wants to rent a third-rank spiritual vein on Huanglong Mountain.”

Lan Chang\'an sat down, his voice deep and steady.

“A third-rank spiritual vein? How long would senior like to rent it for?”

The female cultivator’s eyes lit up with excitement as she leaned in slightly. She adjusted her skirt, half-kneeling as she poured tea for Lan Chang\'an with great care.

Third-rank spiritual veins were incredibly expensive to rent, and those who could afford them were rare, making Lan Chang\'an a rare and highly valued client.

“About two months.”

“By the way, I plan to attempt Core formation on Huanglong Mountain’s third-rank spiritual vein. Please help me submit an application.”

Lan Chang\'an’s tone was unhurried, exuding confidence.

For his first Core Reformation attempt, he chose Huanglong Immortal City specifically because it was a haven for loose cultivators in the Liang Kingdom. The application process for Core formation here was far simpler than in other immortal cities.

According to the information Lan Chang\'an had gathered:

As long as one’s background could be verified and they passed the city’s review—ensuring they weren’t a fugitive wanted by major sects or a spy from an enemy nation—one could form their Core in Huanglong Immortal City simply by paying the required spirit stones.

Even if someone had committed shady deeds or had a poor reputation, it wouldn’t matter as long as they had enough spirit stones to pay.