Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence

Chapter 109: Chapter 36 Journey to the Eastern Barbariansi

Translator: 549690339

The nonchalant attitude displayed by Shen Yuan had initially led Fu Hua to believe that this drop of Spiritual Liquid was not very valuable.

However, seeing the previously rebellious and unruly nephew now full of respect, Fu Hua had his answer.

The value of this drop of Spiritual Liquid must be extremely precious.

Fu Hua was not particularly concerned about the value of the Spiritual Liquid; he was more interested in the attitude Shen Yuan showed.

The ability to casually give away such a precious Spirit Liquid, even if the value of the Spirit Liquid was not significant to Shen Yuan, still indicated Shen Yuan recognition of the Fu Family.

With a brighter smile on his face, Fu Hua respectfully held the gift box high and said:

“I came here this time to present the spirit objects I promised to Teacher Shen.”

Shen Yuan glanced at the exquisite gift boxes in Fu Hua’s hands, his expression somewhat peculiar.

In fact, since his trip to Lake Dongting, Shen Yuan no longer lacked spirit objects that can be used to create storage spaces.

Even though Shen Yuan has not intentionally collected them, just two stone boxes are enough to make several storage rings.

In addition, the corpse of the enormous flood dragon in the storage space box is a valuable item in the early stage of the Spirit Energy Tidal Surge.

The flesh and blood of the flood dragon can be used to refine Dan Medicines and make potion meals; its dragon scales are genuine Class 3 spirit objects, more than sufficient for the manufacturing of storage magic artifacts.

Opening his mouth to refuse, Shen Yuan thought better of it when he caught sight of Fu Hua’s hopeful face, and held back his refusal.

He still needed the Fu family to assist him in searching for information from ten thousand years ago; some benefits could make the Fu family feel much more at ease.

“In that case, I’ll accept it.”

Shen Yuan nodded, using his index finger to manipulate the spatial fluctuation to levitate the boxes in the air, preparing to transport them into his room.

Seeing this, Fu Hua hurriedly spoke:

“Teacher Shen, let me introduce the origins of these spirit objects.”

Seeing this, Shen Yuan did not refuse, allowing the boxes to hover in the air.

Fu Hua quickly opened the first gift box; inside was a delicately cut white jade stone.

“This is a spirit stone I obtained from an auction. It’s said to only form in the core of a Spirit Vein. In the early stages of this Spirit Energy Tidal Surge, when Spirit Veins are scarce, a single Spirit Stone can provide enough Spirit Energy for an ordinary cultivator for a month.”

Mingzhi who had just packed the Spiritual Liquid into a jade bottle, felt a flush of embarrassment seeing his uncle showing off his knowledge.

Indeed, the value of spirit stones in the early stages of Spirit Energy Tidal Surge is quite high. However, even if all the spirit energy inside was drained, it would not amount to one percent of the spirit energy concentration in the courtyard where Shen Yuan resides.

While spirit stones may hold some value to others, to Shen Yuan they are completely useless.

Mingzhi was overcome with the urge to immediately pull Fu Hua away to prevent him from continuing to embarrass himself.

However, what surprised Mingzhi was that Shen Yuan did not display any impatience or disgust. On the contrary, he was assuming a posture of attentive listening, which both reassured Mingzhi and made him sigh in admiration.

“He truly is a person of transcendent character, showing no dissatisfaction even when faced with such an uninspiring gift. His mental character and conduct are beyond the reach of ordinary people.”

However, what the imagining Mingzhi did not know was that Shen Yuan was not putting on a pretense for Fu Hua’s sake, but because he was genuinely seeing a spirit stone for the first time.

Though the spirit energy concentration of a spirit stone is far less than in a Natural Spirit Pool, as the well-known currency in the Cultivation World, Shen Yuan was quite curious.

Noticing Shen Yuan’s reaction, Fu Hua quickly opened the second gift box and said:

“This is a treasure from Yunfu Mountain Range, Yunfu Red Sandalwood.

When ignited and placed within a room, it aids in calming the mind and concentrating spirits.”

This remark startled the Maine Coon cat that was preparing to doze off under the tree. It instinctively lifted its head to look at the thin piece of Yunfu Red Sandalwood that Fu Hua had brought.

Compared to the piece belonging to the Maine Coon cat, this piece of Yunfu Red Sandalwood was small and not even thick enough to be made into a storage ring.

However, seeing the satisfied look on Fu Hua’s face, it was clear that he had paid a hefty sum for it.

Shen Yuan did not want to disappoint Fu Hua, so he just nodded and commented, “Not bad.”

Then, Fu Hua opened several more gift boxes one after another, all of which contained small and delicate spirit objects, none of which were very valuable.

As he presented the spirit objects, Fu Hua observed Shen Yuan’s expressions, sensing that Shen Yuan was not satisfied with these gifts.

The polite nodding probably was just a formality.

Thinking of this, Fu Hua gritted his teeth and bypassed the remaining boxes directly, walking to the last box.

Opening the solid wood-carved gift box, Fu Hua showed Shen Yuan what was inside.

“This is a memoir reputed to have been circulated for ten thousand years.”

Shen Yuan, who was initially nonchalant, immediately focused his gaze on the contents of the wooden box.

The book seemed to be made from some type of animal skin that had become tattered due to its age, and the content on it could barely be made out.

Very carefully, Fu Hua held up this book and offered it to Shen Yuan.

Accepting the book, Shen Yuan read the title and unconsciously murmured,

“The Dongyi Travelogue.”

“This is the autobiography of a person named Dongyi Taoist. I have confirmed through various channels and found no traces of this Dongyi Taoist in the history of ten thousand years ago.

Perhaps this Dongyi Taoist was not well-known, so he was not recorded in history; or perhaps this Dongyi Taoist was a completely fictional character, and the content in the travel records was just imagination of later generations.”

“The animal skin used to record this travelogue seems to be preserved beast skin that has undergone special treatment, a material rarely used by cultivators for recording.”

“Given the fantasy-like content within, I’m more inclined to believe that Dongyi Taoist is a character conjured up by later generations,”

“This travelogue is of questionable authenticity, and perhaps should not have been shown to Teacher Shen.

However, considering Teacher Shen’s wide range of knowledge and experience, he might be able to discern something from it.”

Fu Hua slowly elaborated on the issues related to the “Travelogue of Dongyi”, but Shen Yuan’s interest in the travelogue increased.

He flipped through it, and just as Fu Hua had said, the content of the “Travelogue of Dongyi” was indeed fanciful.

The individual who claimed to be the Dongyi Taoist in the book said he had seen a million ghosts and gods worshipping at the open ghost gate of Netherworld at Mount Tai.

In a place called Moon Reflection Mountain, he saw a banished immortal from the Moon Palace descend to the world, preaching to the creatures of the mountains.

He also set foot in a restricted area of the human world, watching a life-lengthening god in a grave inspire evil thoughts in people, causing endless wars, all to avoid the disasters of the world.

Every marvelous tale in the book made even Shen Yuan feel astonished.

However, if one carefully considered some of the information within, they would find some reasonable elements hidden within these seemingly absurd myths and legends.

Just after a brief reading, Shen Yuan could not help but be fascinated by it.

But when Shen Yuan turned to the last page of the “Travelogue of Dongyi”, he suddenly saw a story he was very familiar with.

The Dongyi Taoist crossed Lake Dongting into the mist and discussed the Dao with the Yunmeng Dragon Monarch for three days, experiencing all kinds of worldly things in the Mirage Dragon’s dream, and finally overcoming the obstacles in his heart.

This story was almost identical to the play “Banished Immortal’s Discourse” that Shen Yuan had seen in Yunmeng Village.

As soon as he saw this story, Shen Yuan was certain that the “Travelogue of Dongyi” was of considerable value.

Even if some of the stories in it were fabricated, they must have been modified based on myths and legends passed down from ten thousand years ago, and were not entirely untrue.

However, after reading it, Shen Yuan was somewhat puzzled. According to the logical flow of Dongyi Taoist’s stories, the “Banished Immortal’s Discourse” should have been the starting point of the whole “Travelogue of Dongyi”.

But for some reason, the author put this story that should have appeared at the beginning of the travelogue at the end.

While leaving a doubt in his mind due to lack of information, Shen Yuan did not contemplate the possible reasons behind it. Instead, he held the “Travelogue of Dongyi” and said to Fu Hua:

“I am very satisfied with this item.”

The tension on Fu Hua’s face immediately turned into a smile, and he thanked him repeatedly:

“Your satisfaction is the best reward for me.”

After a slight contemplation, Shen Yuan flicked his finger, and a spirit object stone from inside a gift box flew into the air.

This spirit object stone, named Cold Iron Ore, was just the most basic Class 1 ore. It could just about be used to refine some lower-level magic artifacts, and was not a precious item.

Then with a movement of his mind, a minuscule Space Rift under Shen Yuan’s Divine Sense control cut the Cold Iron Ore into two rings.

The spatial laws of Pot’s Heaven Divine Power permeated the Cold Iron Ore. The storage rings, each not even one cubic meter in size, were ready and landed in front of Fu Hua.

Fu Hua involuntarily took the two rings, looking at Shen Yuan with confusion in his eyes.

To him, these two rings were nothing more than the product of rough dismantling, and the surfaces even had traces of raw roughness that hadn’t been polished.

“Let him try it!”

Fu Hua was not a cultivator and couldn’t use the storage ring, so Shen Yuan pointed casually at Xue Mingzhi standing aside.

Xue Mingzhi eagerly picked up a ring, unconsciously pouring his Divine Sense into it, and his consciousness suddenly sank into a space.

“This is a storage ring!”

Even though he was prepared, Xue Mingzhi couldn’t help exclaiming in disbelief.

Fu Hua also showed astonishment. After interacting with various spirit objects for some time, he knew what a precious treasure the storage artifact was; the value of all the spirit objects he brought today was not worth a storage artifact.

Shen Yuan had said that he would trade with storage equipment, but Fu Hua thought it would be a long-term process.

He didn’t expect that the common spirit objects he brought for the first time could be exchanged for a precious storage artifact.

“This is your reward. Next time, you don’t need to bring these common spirit objects. Just exchange them for some Spirit Plant seeds.

As for books with information about ten thousand years ago, try your best to collect them, whether they are genuine or not.”

Shen Yuan casually ordered.

“We, the Fu Family, will do our utmost to collect the items Teacher Shen needs.” Fu Hua’s eyes sparkled, looking immensely thrilled.

Shen Yuan nodded his approval, and was about to ask Maine Coon to escort the guests away. He wanted to spend some time studying the “Travelogue of Dongyi” in depth to see if he could find some hidden achievement information.

However, a thought flashed in his mind, and Shen Yuan suddenly remembered another matter that was of urgent importance, so he asked:

“Have you ever seen books on spellcraft, cultivation arts, and the myriad arts of immortality when buying spirit objects?”

Upon hearing Shen Yuan’s question, Fu Hua immediately showed a troubled expression and said:

“These books are the inheritance of the major sects, unless they are damaged or looted from other sects, they will not be easily shown to others.”

Shen Yuan looked a bit disappointed.

But at that moment, Xue Mingzhi suddenly spoke up.

“I might have a way that could possibly help Teacher Shen obtain these cultivation books.”

With his brows slightly raised, Shen Yuan asked, “What method?”

“Teacher Shen, have you ever heard of the ‘Dao Discussion Forum’?”