Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman

Chapter 73: Chapter 73: This Is Unscientific!

“We’ve finally come to this place again.”

Entering the Bone Burying Ground for the second time, President Huang and the other five people felt much more complicated, and were no longer as afraid as before.

The same mist, the same leading ghost.

This time, however, President Huang and his group also had the leisure to observe their surroundings.

Though those ghost fires that could cry and howl would suddenly burst out from the earth and startle them, they were now mentally prepared and their hearts didn’t feel as uncomfortable as before.

But they still didn’t have the courage to look directly at that big locust tree with the human face.

President Huang felt that it was something mortals should not look at directly. Even if it didn’t care, it would still cause them endless nightmares!

When they arrived at the familiar courtyard, President Huang and the others looked expectantly at the stone table, only to be disappointed to find that there was no Spiritual Tea waiting for them.

However, with the creaking sound that followed,

the six of them quickly lined up and arranged their travel bags, looking eagerly at the Rat Taoist who was slowly coming out of the house.

The Rat Taoist still had that sinister look, bursting with a minor antagonist’s charm.

Lu Dahu was the first to set down his travel bag and took out the first batch of blood samples they had collected.

This had been agreed upon in advance.

They had designated places to store large amounts of material supplies, but the blood samples and precious herbs and gems were to be brought directly to the Bone Burying Ground during meetings.

With someone taking the lead, the others also quickly opened their travel bags and took out the blood samples and collected herbs and treasures.

Due to the lack of time, they didn’t collect many valuable items.

After releasing the news on Blue Star that they were looking for valuable items, what President Huang and the others saw most were jewels unearthed last week or herbs dyed the day before yesterday.

They cursed those acquaintances inwardly for treating them as fools with more money than sense.

The Rat Taoist glanced over the items they had brought and nodded slightly.

As the Rat Taoist raised his staff and tapped it lightly on the ground,

Whoosh!

The Qi Cultivation at the Sixth Layer’s Object Manipulation Technique was deployed, making the sample boxes filled with blood samples float in mid-air.

Then, under the eager gaze of President Huang and his group, the Rat Taoist took out the Bloodline Stone Plate.

After extracting a drop of blood from each of the sealed boxes to complete the set for a hundred individuals, he placed them into the Bloodline Stone Plate.

A few minutes later, the Rat Taoist had tested all the blood samples brought by the six people.

The Bloodline Stone Plate showed no reaction.

The Rat Taoist let out a sigh with a hint of disappointment:

“None of the people you’ve collected this time can inherit my legacy!”

“Let it be, we can only do our best and leave the rest to fate. I hope that you carry out your tasks diligently.”

“Otherwise, if the Bone Burying Ground lacks a successor… it will no longer be able to protect anyone.”

The ghastly voice of the Rat Taoist was soft and deep,

yet it sent chills down the spines of President Huang and the others, making them feel as if their bone marrow had frozen and begun to ache.

Well… this wasn’t actually their imagination.

It was because Su Ping had quietly activated the Cold Ice Array, which truly lowered the temperature in the area where President Huang and the six were.

“Please rest assured, Taoist!”

“We’ll definitely put our full effort into finding a true successor for the Bone Burying Ground!”

“Yes, we’ll ensure that the Taoist does not lack successors!”

The cold made President Huang and the others anxious, and they quickly knelt down and shouted out loud.

This time, they came with ulterior motives, as the blood samples were mostly from people close to them.

Therefore, they paid extra attention to the tests, and it was impossible for them not to be disappointed when they found out none were selected.

Now, reminded by the Rat Taoist,

they suddenly realized again that as Registered Disciples, they were on the Bone Burying Ground’s ship, too.

If the Rat Taoist were indeed to pass away one day,

and the Bone Burying Ground did not have a new pillar of support,

would other Transcendent societies intervene?

Then would they acknowledge the identity of the Registered Disciples given to them offhandedly by the Rat Taoist?

Or, even worse, if enemies arrived, found out that the Bone Burying Ground no longer had a Transcendent, and crushed them like insects in passing, declaring they had wiped out the lineage of the Bone Burying Ground, what then?

When it comes to claiming credit, Registered Disciples are still disciples!

It seems there’s no choice but to let others benefit from this fortune after all.

President Huang and his party of six decided on a plan and, upon returning, would relax the conditions for blood sample collection.

The Rat Taoist noted their acknowledgment of error. In his heart he chanted a spell, stopping the formation, and with a wave of his hand, teacups and teapot materialized.

President Huang and the others once again had the pleasure of sipping a piping hot cup of Spiritual Tea.

Upon drinking Spiritual Tea for the second time, President Huang felt it was extraordinarily sweet.

The chill in his body dissipated immediately, truly a marvel!

He believed this tea was a privilege reserved for top-level players.

After finishing the tea, President Huang felt for a moment as if he had become a big player himself.

But it was only one cup and his illusion was quickly shattered.

After discussing and finalizing subsequent details,

President Huang and the others were ushered out of the Pot Cave Heaven by a wave of the Rat Taoist’s hand.

Su Ping sent off President Huang and his group of six and then turned his attention to the other materials in the travel bag.

Su Ping had anticipated the matter with the blood samples.

Even the little Taoist Zhouxuan, reputed to have left his name in the Taoist Book had he lived in ancient times, didn’t possess a Spiritual Body.

This showed that Spiritual Bodies were not as common as cabbages on Water Blue Star.

Su Ping had merely thrown a needle into the vast sea to try his luck.

What if he struck luck? Wouldn’t that be a highly potential and hardworking resident of Pot Cave Heaven?

Moreover, according to novels written by disciples of the Immortal Sect, some Spiritual Bodies had wondrous uses, such as accelerating cultivation or even prolonging life.

Otherwise, the discovery of each Spiritual Body wouldn’t draw such attention from Inner Sect Disciples and even elders.

Su Ping believed that although he didn’t understand now, eventually he would have the chance to unravel these secrets.

“Let’s see, Lingzhi, ginseng, and cordyceps.”

“Hmm? This plump and white one must be meat Ganoderma, fortunately, it’s the real deal and not made from silicone.”

“Then there are these jewels and antiques.”

“As I expected, without spiritual energy infusion, these items might resemble Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures of the Immortal Cultivation World in form alone.”

“They may serve as low-tier pill or equipment materials, like plain sugar, but they will never be the main ingredient!”

Su Ping then found a Jade Guanyin.

It looked a bit old and had been worshipped for a long time.

Yet even on such a treasured heirloom, Su Ping could only sense the tiniest remnants of chaotic faith thoughts.

This confirmed that, even in the environment of Blue Star, people could emanate all sorts of thoughts.

But without Spiritual Energy and hence lack of Spiritual Objects, the items imbued with such thoughts couldn’t hold onto them, wasting the intent.

“No matter, though!”

“Now that I’ve returned, such a problem can be solved!”

After taking inventory, Su Ping transformed back into the Rat Taoist and left Pot Cave Heaven, then recollected the detailed locations provided by President Huang and his party.

He slapped on an Invisibility Talisman and guided by the perspectives of the Spiritual Rats White and Grey,

In a short span of time, he crossed several mountains to reach the factory area on the outskirts of Gad City.

After observing, with a light leap, Su Ping entered the factory through the chimney on the roof.

With a thought, he had White and Grey disable all the factory’s surveillance systems.

Then, Su Ping took up his storage bag and used it to transport the factory’s piled-up bulk goods to Pot Cave Heaven in several batches.

Not long after President Huang and his people returned, they exchanged glances upon hearing the news of the surveillance system’s failure, shaking their heads to prevent the security staff from taking any further action.

When the next morning came,

President Huang and his associates went to the factory together and ordered the doors to be opened.

Despite being prepared, they couldn’t help but gasp in shock upon witnessing the empty factory.

“How is this possible!”

Beside them, the factory’s security chief, unaware of the truth, excitedly waved his hands and yelled with his mouth agape,

“After yesterday’s delivery, no vehicle has left the factory area!”

“The external factory surveillance hasn’t recorded any activity either!”

“How can everything in the factory have disappeared?”

“This is unscientific!”