Chapter 513

Chapter 513: Gathering

Wang Chen summoned his Cultivation Panel to check his current Virtue points.

7560.

It seemed like a substantial amount, but he knew all too well that once he activated Global Mode to scan the surrounding area, his Virtue points would plummet as if they had been flushed away.

From now on, he would have to be more frugal with his usage!

Wang Chen couldn’t help but feel a bit disheartened.

He had genuinely not anticipated that eliminating evil spirits in the Underworld Realm would yield no Virtue points whatsoever, which threw a wrench into his plans.

Nevertheless, Wang Chen swiftly adjusted his mindset.

If there were none, so be it; next time, he would try using the Heavenly Net for Exorcising Evil to see if it could convert spiritual energy.

And as it turned out, the Heavenly Net for Exorcising Evil proved to be just as formidable in different worlds.

A few days later, Wang Chen dealt with another group of magical spirits that had come to harass the spirit fields, employing the Exorcising Net.

He also discovered that the "quality" of the magical spirits and evil spirits in this realm was exceptionally high; the spiritual energy converted by the Heavenly Net for Exorcising Evil was not only abundant but also remarkably pure.

With this stable and reliable source of spiritual energy, Wang Chen found that he hardly needed to rely on conversion formations for his regular cultivation.

This saved him a significant amount of spirit stones.

Time flew by, and before he knew it, he had been in the Underworld Realm for a full month.

Over the course of this month, Wang Chen’s pioneering efforts had gone relatively smoothly. The grassy slope beneath Wei Hall had been completely transformed into grain fields, and the area planted with Three-Ying Grain had exceeded three hundred acres.

He used black iron thorns to protect and partition these spirit fields, creating a layered terrace system.

During this period, he faced several attacks from magical spirits and evil spirits, but Wang Chen managed to repel or eliminate them all.

For the most part, things were peaceful.

Weaker evil spirits generally dared not approach Wei Hall. Even the lowest-level creatures possessed an instinctive drive to seek profit and avoid harm.

To them, the Wei Hall that Wang Chen had built was like a blazing bonfire in the darkness.

Approaching it would mean certain destruction!

However, this tranquility did not lull Wang Chen into complacency; he remained ever vigilant.

After all, the calmest skies often precede the fiercest storms.

In the morning, Wang Chen made his rounds inspecting the spirit fields, then summoned the Yaoguang flying sword and skimmed low over the ground as he headed toward Wei Fa City.

A month ago, Wang Chen had made the journey using Armor Horse Talismans, but now, returning to Wei Fa City, there was no need for such exertion.

The skies of the Underworld Realm were off-limits, but as long as Wang Chen didn’t fly too high, there was no real issue.

Having made the trip before, he had gained some experience.

Sword flight was far quicker than relying on talismans for travel; the thousand-mile journey took Wang Chen just one hour.

Upon arriving in Wei Fa City, he first went to the sect’s law hall to collect his supplies for the next month.

He was allowed to choose his supplies, and Wang Chen opted for more seeds, scarecrows, and other items.

The steward in charge of distributing the supplies gave him a peculiar look and then said, "Starting next month, these supplies will need to be exchanged for resources."

The West Sea Sect spared no effort, sending batch after batch of elite disciples to the Underworld Realm for pioneering work, and this was not a mindless endeavor.

There were many unique products in this small world that the sect needed!

For instance, the Evil Energy Pearl, a dark property material that could only be obtained from Evil Spirits. It could be used for cultivation, weapon refining, alchemy, and even for formations and spellcasting.

The sect’s demand was immense.

Additionally, there was the Cold Underworld Iron, an important material for crafting spirit tools and treasures, which was abundantly produced in the Underworld Realm.

A small world was often akin to a giant treasure trove!

Wang Chen nodded in understanding.

In fact, he had already acquired two Evil Energy Pearls but had no intention of exchanging them for merit or resources just yet.

He would wait until he had a batch before making his move.

As he left the sect’s law hall, Wang Chen received a talisman from Mou Guangji.

Then, he hurried to the Xiaoyao Pavilion in the city.

Renowned for its indulgent pleasures, the Xiaoyao Pavilion was the "chain" establishment in the West Sea Spiritual Realm that provided a variety of high-end services for leisure and entertainment. It was said that a higher-level Golden Core cultivator from the sect was behind it, with dozens of branches opened.

Wang Chen had long heard of its fame but had never experienced it before.

He never expected to find an opportunity to broaden his horizons in another world.

The Xiaoyao Pavilion in Wei Fa City stood seven stories high, resembling a delicate pagoda from a distance, with colored Obsidian Lamps hanging from its ornate eaves, casting colorful neon lights around.

Guided by a beautiful maid, Wang Chen ascended to the fifth floor of the Xiaoyao Pavilion.

Inside one of the private rooms, he met Mou Guangji and a dozen members of the alliance meeting!

Most of these Purple Palace cultivators had a stunning female cultivator in their arms, teasing and feeding them wine while behaving indulgently.

Musicians and dancers played and danced in the corners, adding to the lively atmosphere.

The room was filled with an indulgent air!

“Junior Brother Wang!”

Seeing Wang Chen at the door, Mou Guangji greeted him with a smile, “We’ve been waiting for you!”

To be honest, the enthusiasm of this fellow disciple made Wang Chen feel a bit awkward, so he had no choice but to take a seat next to him.

“Where are the maidens?”

Mou Guangji patted the table and said, “Quick, summon a few over for Junior Brother Wang to see.”

“No, no,”

Wang Chen quickly replied, “Brother, feel free.”

He had no interest in the company of such maidens, always keeping a respectful distance from those who were so readily available.

It wasn’t arrogance; he just found it unpleasant.

Especially after reading about how female cultivators from the Harmony Sect practiced, he was even less interested!

But to spare Mou Guangji’s feelings, Wang Chen explained, “I practice the Buddha’s body-refining technique.”

Mou Guangji suddenly understood, “Oh, I see! Then forget it!”

He was a person of considerable tact, and upon realizing Wang Chen genuinely had no interest in such matters, he did not press the issue.

However, a young cultivator sitting nearby let out a cold snort and said with a sarcastic tone, “Buddhist technique? So, Junior Brother Wang must be a loose cultivator who entered the sect?”

The atmosphere in the private room suddenly froze.

Even the musicians and dancers instinctively halted their movements.

Everyone exchanged glances.

Coming from a loose cultivation background, being among the inner sect disciples of the West Sea Sect, undoubtedly placed Wang Chen at the very bottom of the social hierarchy.

The cultivator who mocked Wang Chen clearly hailed from a Family of Cultivators.

That air of superiority could be sensed from three miles away!

Wang Chen smiled and said, “That’s right, I am a loose cultivator. Any advice from Senior Brother Chen?”

He was puzzled.

He hadn’t taken the other’s spiritual rice nor tossed their child into a well, so why all the malice?

The response from the cultivator named Chen was another scoff, as he turned his head away, displaying an aloof demeanor.

Mou Guangji quickly tried to lighten the mood, “Everyone, don’t just stand there, let’s drink and keep the music and dancing going!”

While Mou Guangji might not have had the highest cultivation level, everyone was willing to give the founder of the alliance meeting some face.

The atmosphere in the private room quickly returned to normal.

Mou Guangji personally poured a cup of spiritual wine for Wang Chen and lowered his voice to say, “Senior Brother Chen has a bit of a temper, don’t take it to heart, Junior Brother Wang.”

Wang Chen smiled, raised his goblet, and downed it in one go.

Whatever!