Chapter 123 — Immortal Mountain on the Sea
Ye Fan found a noodle shop and sat down, clattering and eating noodles.
"The food here is really something! Look at this beef noodle, it doesn’t even have a few pieces of meat, and it costs a hundred yuan for such an unpalatable bowl of noodles," Ye Fan said in a depressed tone.
Mu Lianping looked at Ye Fan and secretly said: Young Master Ye’s words seem to be very unconvincing. There is no meat, and he has eaten three bowls. What a great appetite!
"Lianping, you are here too!" A fat man covered in gold appeared beside a few people.
Ye Fan looked at the fat man who appeared, blinked, leaned into Yunxi’s ear and said, "This person looks good." He could consider developing into a potential customer.
Bai Yunxi looked at Ye Fan’s twinkling eyes, he didn’t need to guess, he knew what Ye Fan was thinking.
Mu Lianping glanced at Ye Fan in surprise, and secretly said: Ye Fan’s vision is very high, but he didn’t expect Wu Yifeng to enter his eyes all of a sudden.
"This friend, please take a seat," Bai Yunxi said.
"Thank you," Wu Yifeng sat down on the empty seat.
"Young Master Ye, this is my friend Wu Yifeng. He’s a hotel owner," Mu Lianping introduced him to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan blinked and said, "A hotel owner? Isn’t he a practitioner of ancient martial arts?"
Wu Yifeng scratched his head and said, "How can ancient martial arts be so easy to practice! My cultivation has been stagnant for several years, and I can’t improve my cultivation anyway. It’s better to make more money and enjoy more."
Ye Fan nodded and said, "Well, that makes sense."
Mu Lianping smiled bitterly. If ancient martial arts can be practiced to a high level, there’s no need for a rich man to stand aside, so it was impossible to say that he would let it go completely.
However, ancient martial arts training is too difficult. Many people have been practicing for more than ten years without improving an inch, and many have given up in the middle.
Although Wu Yifeng is a member of the Wu family of the four ancient Wu families, he is a side member of the Wu family, and there are not many resources allocated to him. Wu Yifeng left the Wu family when he was in his early twenties and went outside to do business. Wu Yi Feng, relying on the money earned in business for cultivation resources, mixed better than in the Wu family.
"Young Master Ye is amazing, he made Yang Lengxue vomit blood in just one encounter. That woman has always been a tyrant," Wu Yifeng said with admiration.
Mu Lianping was stunned for a moment, and then said somewhat bewildered, "Vomit blood? Yifeng, you made a mistake, Young Master Ye didn’t fight her! It was just a face-to-face fight."
Wu Yifeng glanced at Mu Lianping and said with an odd expression: "No? When Yang Lengxue left, it is said that she suffered serious internal injuries. Why don’t you know?"
If ancient martial arts practitioners suffer internal injuries, it is very likely that their cultivation will stagnate.
Yang Lengxue’s injury caused a high level of concern among the Yang family’s top brass.
Originally, the matter of Yang Lengxue’s internal injury was a secret, but her brain-damaged brother kept yelling that Ye Fan was abominable and attacked her sister. He wanted to take revenge on Ye Fan, and beat Ye Fan so that he couldn’t turn over again. As a result, all at once, everyone knows.
Mu Lianping said disapprovingly, "No! She was fine when we left."
Wu Yifeng: "…"
When Mu Lianping came out of the noodle shop, he couldn’t help but feel a little confused.
"Young Master Ye, do you know what happened to Yang Lengxue? Could it be a setup?" Mu Lianping asked.
Ye Fan said calmly: "It’s not a setup! It’s really me who did it."
Mu Lianping asked in confusion, "You did it?"
Ye Fan nodded and said: "Yeah! That woman released her coercion and wanted to scare me, can I be frightened by her? So, I pushed back. Mainly because that woman loved face, so she didn’t vomit blood directly, and only vomited after we left. If she vomited at the time, she wouldn’t have suffocated her internal injuries."
Mu Lianping’s eyes widened in surprise. If an ancient martial arts practitioner reached a certain level, they could create coercion, and as long as this coercion was released, it would make people feel uncomfortable.
He has also heard about coercion hurting people, but he just heard about it. It is said that only people with high cultivation bases can have this ability. Mu Lianping did not expect Ye Fan’s cultivation base to reach this level.
"Young Master Ye, you are amazing!" Mu Lianping said.
Ye Fan waved his hand and said modestly, "A simple thing, it’s nothing."
Ye Fan left the noodle shop and went shopping in the town again. A shop selling paintings attracted Ye Fan’s attention.
"What shop is that?" Ye Fan asked, pointing to a shop selling ink paintings.
"This is the shop of Huaxian Pavilion. The founder of Huaxian Pavilion is a painter. He entered Daoism through painting, and he was enlightened inexplicably. Later generations are masters of painting. However, it has been passed down to the present and there are fewer and fewer excellent painters. Now, the pavilion is in decline." The paintings drawn by the ancestors of the Huaxian Pavilion are magic instruments, and now, after the paintings are drawn, they have to find someone to consecrate them.
However, the thin dead camel is bigger than the horse, the artist who painted the fairy pavilion is very skilled, and the paintings he draws are still very popular.
"Young Master Ye, is there something you like?" Mu Lianping asked.
Ye Fan nodded and said, "There is one."
"Which one? I’ll ask the price," Bai Yunxi said.
"The third picture from the left," Ye Fan said.
Bai Yunxi nodded and said, "Okay."
Mu Lianping looked at the painting and couldn’t help being a little confused.
The painting Ye Fan was looking at was conspicuous. There were about twenty paintings hanging on the wall, and only that one was not consecrated into a magic tool.
Bai Yunxi went into the store and asked about the price. Unexpectedly, the price of this painting was as high as 50 million.
"Xuanyin, you’re crazy for money! this painting is not a magic tool, why is it so expensive?" Mu Lianping, who followed Ye Fan and Bai Yunxi into the store, couldn’t help but ask.
Luo Xuanyin, the painter of Huaxian Pavilion, obviously knew Mu Lianping, so he said calmly, "Young Master Mu, I may cheat those who don’t know the goods, but I won’t cheat you. This painting, although it is not a magic tool, is much more precious than a magic tool. The paintings in my room are not worth the value of this painting."
Mu Lianping asked curiously, "It’s so precious? I don’t know why this painting is so precious."
"This painting depicts the immortal mountain! You must know, Young Master Mu, the times have developed to the present, and the cave houses of the predecessors have been completely destroyed, and some cultivators have set their sights on the sea." The area of the ocean is vast and boundless. There are many undiscovered areas.
"Three sacred mountains on the sea, Fanghu, Yingzhou, Penglai, ten continents on the sea, Zuzhou, Yingzhou, Xuanzhou, Yanzhou, Yuanzhou, Liuzhou, Shengzhou, Fenglinzhou, Jukuzhou. Three mountains and ten continents, they are all places that ancient martial cultivators dream of and want to reach. How many ancient martial arts practitioners have searched for them all their lives, but they are unable to find them. Does this have anything to do with this painting?" Mu Lianping asked.
"The Immortal Mountain in this painting was painted by my senior in Huaxia Pavillion who went to sea ten years ago. In order to find the trace of the Immortal Mountain, my senior spent eight years wandering at sea and found nothing. Two years ago, an accidental opportunity came, and my senior saw the Immortal Mountain in the painting."
"He found the Immortal Mountain?" Mu Lianping said in disbelief.
Xuanyin shook his head and said, "It would be great if he found it. What my senior saw was a mirage."
"Is it just a mirage?" Mu Lianping asked.
Xuanyin nodded, "After seeing the mirage, my senior wandered at sea for two more years, looking for the Immortal Mountain and found nothing. My senior felt that there was not much time left, so he had to return. After returning, my senior drew the view of the Immortal Mountain, and a few days later, he passed away."
"So that’s the case!" Mu Lianping nodded.
Bai Yunxi glanced at Xuanyin and said lightly, "If it’s really like what you said, then the value of this painting should be more than fifty million. I think this painting should be just a copy, and there should be more than one copy of this painting."
Xuanyin nodded, smiled, and said, "Yes, there are indeed more than one. The Immortal Mountain is hard to find. The more people look for it, the greater the chance of finding it."
Mu Lianping: "…" Saying it so grandly when it’s actually just to make more money.
Ye Fan glanced at Bai Yunxi and said, "This guy is really blackhearted!"
Bai Yunxi readily swiped the card and bought back the painting.
Ye Fan rolled up the scroll and said with his eyes shining: "I didn’t expect the painting to be at sea, in that case, I’ll have to take a trip to the sea sometime. I want a whole luxury cruise ship."
"Is there anything on this painting that you want?" Bai Yunxi asked.
"Well, I want the tree in the painting," Ye Fan said in high spirits.
Bai Yunxi nodded, secretly remembering it in his heart.
When he first came to Earth, Ye Fan felt that the spiritual energy of this place was thin, and he was afraid that there was no hope of building a foundation. However, after cultivating all the way, Ye Fan found that his chances were not bad, and now he has discovered the whereabouts of the Purple Leaf Linden Tree.
In the cultivation world, if a cultivator wants to build a foundation, it is necessary to build a foundation pill. Without a foundation pill, except for those gifted cultivators with heavenly spiritual roots, others basically have no hope of building a foundation.
Although Ye Fan considers himself to be extremely smart, he does not dare to think that he does not need to build a foundation pill to build a foundation.
In the cultivation world, because of the high demand, the purple-leaf linden tree has been transplanted and uprooted in large quantities, and there are only a handful left. Ye Fan did not expect that the purple-leaf linden tree, which is very precious in the cultivation world, could be found here.
With the painting, Ye Fan returned to the temporarily rented hotel, and couldn’t help frowning.
Yang Ao took a few ancient martial artists and blocked Ye Fan’s way.
"What are you doing?" Ye Fan asked.
Yang Ao looked at Ye Fan and said arrogantly: "Stinky boy, you dare to attack my sister, you don’t want to live! I’ll show you the meaning of power today."
Ye Fan looked at the arrogant Yang Ao, and secretly said: This guy is crazy enough! He was beaten once, but he didn’t learn how to behave, and even sent himself to his door to be beaten.
"You are the leader? The people around you are stronger than you. How did you become the leader?" Ye Fan said in puzzlement.
Yang Ao flushed red, his aptitude was worse than Mu Lianping, but Yang Lengxue was his sister, and her sister loved him, so the Yang family would still give him some face.
Ye Fan held his hands on his back and said, "You guys are too weak. I’m embarrassed to even look at you all. I think you should be a little more sensible and stay out of the way."
Yang Ao looked at Ye Fan angrily and said, "Looking for death, everyone attack!"
Yang Ao gave an order, and everyone rushed towards Ye Fan. "Boring."
Ye Fan waved his hand, and the few ancient martial cultivators who rushed over, fell to the ground, and each ancient martial cultivator had an additional wound on their body.
Yang Ao covered his wounds and looked at Ye Fan with eyes that overflowed with hatred.
"Pathetic, Yunxi, let’s go." Ye Fan smiled at Bai Yunxi.
Bai Yunxi nodded and followed Ye Fan’s footsteps.