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Chapter 210: The Hundred-Year Minor Feast (A Celebration for the Platinum Arch-Alliance Leader! )

“Grand-aunt Wei Yi Xi. . . what kind of person is that Elder Fang? ”

A small green boat soared from Peach Blossom Island, then toured White Feather Island and Black Sand Island, gathering personnel, before heading towards Dragon Fish Island.

This was the entourage led by Wei Yi Xi, the acting Island Master of Peach Blossom Island, journeying to Dragon Fish Island to congratulate Fang Xi on his hundredth birthday.

The green spirit boat was spacious and equipped with a wind-deflecting spiritual barrier, making the deck exceedingly comfortable with not even a hint of fierce wind.

A boy dressed in a yellow hemp cultivation robe, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, questioned Wei Yi Xi.

His name was Mu Huai Hai, a cultivator from the Mu family lineage of Twin Peak East.

Although the Mu family had suffered greatly at the hands of their prodigal patriarch back then, losing almost all their spiritual lands, one lineage had nonetheless persevered, stubbornly surviving to this day by diligently cultivating a few acres of spiritual fields.

And Mu Huai Hai, possessing a mid-grade earth spiritual root, was regarded as the hope of the Mu family. This time, the old Mu family patriarch personally stepped forward to plead with Wei Yi Xi to take him to Dragon Fish Island to see the world.

Out of consideration for the friendship between their three families, Wei Yi Xi agreed.

Upon hearing this, the patriarchs of the Mo and Feng families couldn't help but perk up their ears.

As the recent legends of Myriad Islands Lake, Fang Xi, who roamed the skies on a dragon, and Ruan Xing Ling, the Peach Bell Immortal, were inspiring tales for countless Qi Refinement cultivators.

In fact, Fang Xi's popularity among the lower ranks was even higher than that of Ruan Xing Ling and her disciple!

After all, Ruan Xing Ling and her disciple at least possessed a spiritual island and a lineage. . . but Fang Xi was a true grassroots cultivator, originating from a spirit farmer background, which gave common rogue cultivators a strong sense of kinship.

Perhaps, they too could achieve Foundation Establishment one day!

"Uncle. . ."

Wei Yi Xi's gaze was slightly hazy. "He used to focus solely on farming, until the great battle on Dragon Fish Island. Only after he himself broke through to the late-stage Qi Refinement did he start venturing out. . . After that, there was no news of him for several years, until I learned that he had actually achieved Foundation Establishment. . ."

Basically, everyone familiar with Fang Xi generally agreed that he participated in the destruction of the Dragon Fish Zhong Clan and gained immense benefits from it.

Otherwise, how could he have swiftly cultivated to Qi Refinement Perfected and then successfully achieved Foundation Establishment?

"Uncle has an excellent temperament, and he is as upright as a pine and cypress. He stands firm and takes every step steadily. . ."

Wei Yi Xi murmured.

She felt a touch of emotion, perhaps realizing that her own failure to cultivate with the same steadiness as her uncle was why she struggled to achieve Foundation Establishment.

Mu Huai Hai listened, and couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for that Foundation Establishment ancestor: "Elder Fang is truly a model for our generation. . ."

...

Dragon Fish Island.

Fang Xi's hundredth birthday was not celebrated grandly, and only a few guests were invited.

Furthermore, Dragon Fish Island naturally had few cultivators. In recent years, through several spiritual root tests, some children with cultivation aptitude had indeed been selected. Fang Xi did not take them as disciples, nor did he change their surname; he simply sent them off to the fish farms and spirit herb valleys.

This day arrived.

The dust-covered Wei Yi Xi, leading several others, rushed to make it to Dragon Fish Island just before the ceremony.

"This is. . ."

As the green spirit boat hovered mid-air, Wei Yi Xi's expression subtly changed.

Around Dragon Fish Island, a layer of dark grey mist obscured the scenery, making it impossible to see clearly beyond.

"What a grand formation. . . it actually envelops the entire Dragon Fish Island?"

Mo Guan Feng exclaimed, "Such a formation is hardly inferior to the Dragon Fish Zhong Clan's clan-protecting grand formation back then, is it?"

Feng Xiao Tian nodded repeatedly, inwardly sighing that Elder Fang truly lived up to his reputation as a second-order alchemist, capable of spending such a colossal amount of Spirit Stones to acquire a second-order formation.

"You all wait first. . ."

The last time Wei Yi Xi had visited, Dragon Fish Island's protective grand formation wasn't like this. Naturally, she dared not venture in rashly. With a flick of her sleeve, she sent out a spirit talisman, which vanished into the formation.

Before long, a streak of light flew out, revealing Xiahou Ying!

She held a dark black token in her hand, smiling as she came forward to greet them: "Sister Wei, long time no see. . ."

"Yes, take me to Evergreen Pavilion!"

Seeing that the person was the familiar Xiahou Ying, Wei Yi Xi felt a little relieved. She followed Xiahou Ying into Dragon Fish Island, admiring the towering ancient tree while chatting: "How come the formation here is different from last time?"

"Young Master subtly adjusted the formation. . . and also updated the restriction tokens. . ."

Xiahou Ying explained. In truth, the restriction token in her hand had very low authority; it could only control the opening and closing of the outermost gate.

Several restricted areas on the island, such as the locations of the Demonic Tree of Primordial Beginning and the Taisui, as well as the spirit rice warehouse, and even Fang Xi's secluded cultivation chamber, artifact refining room, and talisman drawing room. . . none of these could be entered.

"Young Master is currently in seclusion, but he will certainly come out for the banquet tonight. Please wait a moment, Sister,"

Xiahou Ying led them to the guest rooms to rest.

"No matter!"

Wei Yi Xi waved her hand, allowing Xiahou Ying to attend to her own duties, while she sat in meditation to restore her magical power.

"I've long heard that Dragon Fish Island possesses a second-order spirit vein. . ."

Mo Guan Feng felt the rich spiritual energy in the air, his face filled with envy: "If I could meditate and cultivate here, perhaps my cultivation technique could advance sooner. . ."

"There are only a few second-order spiritual islands in the entire Myriad Islands Lake, and a superior-grade second-order spirit vein is even rarer. Only this place and Maple Leaf Island possess them. . . Mo Guan Feng, if you're interested, why not consider Spirit Sky Island?"

Feng Xiao Tian, the head of the Feng family, jested from beside him.

The Yan family's Foundation Establishment ancestor had perished, and now they were merely a Qi Refinement family. Yet, they still occupied a second-order spiritual island, which indeed caused many native cultivators of Myriad Islands Lake to feel some resentment.

After all, the Yan family was considered an outsider, and having not yet firmly established themselves while losing their powerful martial might, they would naturally face exclusion.

"The Yan family has always remained cloistered on their island. . . and there are also people serving under a Foundation Establishment ancestor, so they are not easy to deal with. . ."

Mo Guan Feng shook his head repeatedly: "What's more. . . they still have several talented clansmen who are disciples in the Black Heaven Sect. . ."

"Competition is fierce even among the disciples of major sects. What difference is there between us cultivators from minor families going there and rogue cultivators? If the Yan family's Grand Elder were still alive, they might grit their teeth and offer some support. . . but now it's difficult."

Feng Xiao Tian seemed to recall something, sighing deeply. Mu Huai Hai and Hai Da Gui, however, were full of novelty, looking here and touching there, feeling as if their eyes had been truly opened.

...

Inside the seclusion chamber.

Fang Xi focused his Divine Consciousness inwards. With every breath, wisps of Heaven and Earth spiritual energy were drawn into his body, condensing into magical power within his Dantian.

"I've just turned a hundred years old, and have been cultivating the tree for nearly ten years. My Dantian now stores eighty-five drops of liquid magical power, and my Divine Consciousness limit has broken through to one hundred and seventy zhang. . ."

"More importantly, my lifespan has exceeded five hundred years. . . Is this considered. . . growing younger?"

Calculating the time, his hundred-year minor feast was about to begin. Fang Xi slowly ended his cultivation and stepped out of the training room.

Yan Hong Xiu had been waiting outside early, holding a set of purple-green cultivation robes, on which the character for 'Longevity' was embroidered with profound gold thread. Seeing Fang Xi emerge from seclusion, she immediately bowed: "Your servant congratulates Young Master on his hundredth birthday and wishes him an eternity of prosperity!"

"Haha, you have a good heart."

Fang Xi laughed heartily, changed into his cultivation robes with Yan Hong Xiu's assistance, and walked towards the banquet hall in Evergreen Pavilion.

Before entering the hall, he swept his Divine Consciousness, already knowing who had arrived.

In truth, Fang Xi didn't have many acquaintances in Myriad Islands Lake, and other minor Qi Refinement cultivators dared not rashly attend a Foundation Establishment cultivator's banquet.

There were only a sparse number of people in the living room, led by Wei Yi Xi, each seated at a table, making the room seem quite empty.

"Today is my hundredth birthday, and I'm honored by your journey from afar to celebrate. Truly, my humble abode is illuminated by your presence. . ."

Fang Xi's lips curved into a faint smile as he slowly entered the hall.

"We wouldn't dare. . ."

Mo Guan Feng and the others quickly rose, bowed, and said: "Congratulations, Senior Fang, may your lifespan be boundless, eternal as the heavens. . ."

"Haha, no need for such politeness, please be seated!"

Fang Xi waved his hand, gesturing for everyone to take their seats, then clapped his hands: "Let the feast begin!"

Xiahou Ying and Yan Hong Xiu presided, instructing the maidservants to begin serving the banquet.

The rice was second-order Dragon Scale Spirit Rice, there was also fragrant roasted Taisui meat, and the soup was 'Little Green Dragon Soup'. . .

Besides these, there was Peach Blossom Brew spirit wine, and specially procured second-order 'Four-Flavor Wine'. This wine would undergo four distinct flavor changes from aroma to throat, leaving an endless aftertaste.

"Could it be. . . all second-order spiritual items?"

Such a lavish display left not only Mu Huai Hai but even the patriarchs of the Feng and Mo families dumbfounded.

Mo Guan Feng gazed at the table laden with delicacies, swallowing hard, then touched the storage bag at his waist, feeling that the carefully prepared birthday gift seemed somewhat inadequate to present.

"You are all my friends or descendants of friends. There is no need to adhere strictly to etiquette today. . ."

Fang Xi raised his white jade wine cup: "Bottoms up!"

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

The Qi Refinement cultivators each took a sip of the second-order spirit wine, silently circulating their cultivation techniques to digest it.

Just then, a sound transmission talisman flew into the formation, emitting a clear chime.

The chimes resonated, transforming into a female voice: "Ruan Xing Ling has come to congratulate Fellow Daoist Fang Xi on his grand birthday!"

"It's Senior Peach Bell Immortal!"

The patriarchs of the Feng and Mo families quickly rose, following Fang Xi to the outside of Evergreen Pavilion to greet her.

The formation opened, and a streak of light landed before Evergreen Pavilion, revealing none other than Ruan Xing Ling!

"Fellow Daoist Ruan, thank you for coming. Please come in and share a cup of humble wine!"

A look of joy appeared on Fang Xi's face as he invited Ruan Xing Ling into the living room. For a time, all the guests and host enjoyed themselves thoroughly.

Wei Yi Xi, however, saw this scene, and a hint of melancholy flickered in her eyes.

Her uncle was now a hundred years old, and she was already seventy-seven. . .

The lifespan limit for a Qi Refinement cultivator was about two cycles of sixty years, but she didn't cultivate a longevity art, and she had damaged her vital energy when she failed to break through to Foundation Establishment, so she probably wouldn't live that long.

'It's for the best. . . let Uncle see me off, so I don't grieve. . . Yi Xi is truly a selfish person. . . '

Wei Yi Xi felt her eyes warm, quickly wiped them with her sleeve, and forced a smile. . .

...

After the banquet, the several Qi Refinement cultivators returned to their guest rooms to seize the opportunity to meditate, so as not to waste such a rare chance.

Fang Xi, meanwhile, walked with Ruan Xing Ling around Dragon Fish Island.

"This formation. . ."

Ruan Xing Ling gazed at the Ancestral Demonic Tree's enormous canopy. The rest was enveloped in a layer of black mist, making it difficult to discern clearly, but it gave her a sense of trepidation.

"This is a second-order spiritual plant I found, and it's also the core of the 'Nine-Nethers Profound Wood Grand Array' I've set up. . ."

Fang Xi smiled and explained briefly, not intending to show Ruan Xing Ling anything further: "Last time, Fellow Daoist Ruan felt the path of cultivation was difficult. Recently, I acquired a secret technique that I wish to gift to Fellow Daoist Ruan. However, this technique has stringent requirements, so please consider it carefully, Fellow Daoist Ruan, consider it very carefully. . ."

If Ruan Xing Ling hadn't come this time, their connection would have ended, and Fang Xi wouldn't have prepared to offer it. But since Ruan Xing Ling was here, Fang Xi didn't mind going with the flow.

After all, killing Song Qing. . . was not a major issue after the 'Nine-Nethers Profound Wood Grand Array' was completed.

Furthermore, Ruan Xing Ling should keep his secret.

Ruan Xing Ling took the copied cultivation method and secret technique from Fang Xi, her pupils slightly widening: "This is. . ."

She turned to look at Fang Xi, feeling as if he was shrouded in a mist, and she had never truly seen him clearly.

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