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The core area of the Soaring Tribe was actually a tribe formed by the Southern Holy Temple that surrounded them. This was also the place where the entire Soaring Tribe was most concentrated.

The south of the Sky Ridge Grassland where the Soaring Tribes were located was not far from the Great Jin Empire. It could even be said that the connection between the two sides was already very close. Relying on the Sky Water River that the two sides were connected to, there were often trade transactions.

At this point, Mu Xuan was not in a hurry to go to the Great Jin immediately. He completely treated himself as an Soaring Tribe immortal master and stayed in the Soaring Tribe’s territory, patiently waiting for various intelligence information from the Great Jin.

In order not to appear abrupt, Mu Xuan started his old business again and opened a pharmacy to specialize in treating ordinary people and low-level cultivators. He didn’t expect business to be so good that it almost attracted the attention of the higher-ups of the Soaring Tribe!

In Tianlan City, where the Soaring Tribe’s royal court was located, in the Ah Ni Bucha Herb Hall opened by Mu Xuan, several patients were lined up. Mu Xuan was treating them one by one.

As a dignified late-stage Core Formation cultivator, it was naturally easy for him to treat ordinary people. With some tinkering, he quickly dealt with the patients.

At this moment, Mu Xuan made a cup of tea and drank it leisurely.

Mu Xuan had already experienced such a life for three years. It could be said that he had already integrated very well into the Soaring Tribes. Even the Soaring Tribes themselves found it difficult to believe that this low-level immortal master who was about to enter old age in front of them was a cultivator from the Heavenly South.

In more than three years, Mu Xuan had long discovered much useful information. For example, every two years, a caravan from the Great Jin would come to the Skv Ridge Plains to exchange for various resources with the Soaring Tribes.

As for the Soaring Tribes, they rarely went to the Great Jin because the Soaring Tribes didn’t know much about business and didn’t have any resources to sell. Like most of the grassland forces, they were passively waiting for the caravan to come.

Mu Xuan took this opportunity to learn the simple Great Jin language. When the next Great Jin caravan arrived, Mu Xuan could completely learn the Great Jin language and not be discovered.

Suddenly, Mu Xuan frowned and said in a low voice, “It’s finally here…”

In the next moment, a small caravan appeared in the lower reaches of the Heavenly Water River in the southwest. However, no matter how small it was, there were still three large ships.

The people on the ship all puffed out their chests with proud expressions and didn’t think too highly of the Soaring Tribes. In fact, this was also the case. As the cultivation holy land of this world, the Great Jin Empire could look down on any outsider.

Mu Xuan’s gaze flickered. “If I can use the caravan’s ship to directly leave the

Sky Ridge Plains…”

After a long time, Mu Xuan shook his head. He wasn’t confident in avoiding the detection of the Nascent Soul cultivators on the ship.

The next day, Mu Xuan arrived at the Great Jin caravan. “Supervisor Qin, did you bring the herbs I asked for last time?”

Supervisor Qin’s original name was Qin Chengfei. He was an ordinary supervisor of this Great Jin caravan. Mu Xuan gave him a 200 -year-old spirit herb before opening his relationship. He obtained a lot of information from him and learned the Great Jin language.

When Qin Chengfei saw Mu Xuan, he also smiled. “It’s Old Cha. Of course I remember the herbs you asked for…”

After chatting for an entire afternoon, Mu Xuan returned to his herb hall in satisfaction and refined the herbs into pills. Pill refinement techniques were definitely rare techniques in the Sky Ridge Plains. Mu Xuan only dared to use the pill-making technique.

Even so, he was already shocked by many Soaring Tribesmen.

As Mu Xuan rubbed it, he thought about when to leave because he had already sensed that the Soaring Tribes were about to fight the Moulan again. The two races could be said to be mortal enemies. They would fight every eight to ten years. It was unknown if it was to reduce the population or to train the troops.

Mu Xuan naturally wouldn’t get involved, so he prepared to leave Tianlan in the near future and directly go to the Great Jin Empire!

Half a month later, Mu Xuan created the illusion that something had happened in the tribe. He transferred the Herb Hall at a low price and disappeared from Tianlan City..

More than a year later, Mu Xuan finally stepped into the territory of the Great Jin Empire along the Heavenly Water River. Then, he transformed into a member of the Fang Family Village outside Xin’an City in the Liaozhou Prefecture of the Great Jin Empire.

The Great Jin Empire was known as a cultivation holy land. This was definitely not an ordinary name. Even in this Xin’an City, Mu Xuan had more than ten cultivators. Although they were only at the Qi Refinement realm, it was enough to show how widespread cultivation was in the Great Jin Empire.

Mu Xuan created a new identity for himself. His name was Fang Xiu. He was a

lucky person in the Fang Family Village near Xin’an City who was lucky enough to obtain an immortal cultivation inheritance. After cultivating to the third level of Qi Refinement, he couldn’t wait to come to Xin’an City to adventure. There were simply too many such scripts in the Great Jin Empire. Countless country boys stepped into the cultivation world because of good luck. Some even entered large sects and became cultivation big shots.

With his identity and background, the rest was easy to handle. Mu Xuan first wandered around Xin’an City before decisively arriving at the Wuyuan Prefecture City.

Compared to Xin’an City, the Five Origin Prefecture City was even more lively

and there were more cultivators. Mu Xuan had been here for a few months, and his cultivation level had also increased to the seventh level of the Qi Refinement realm. There were even Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Profound Jade Dao who wanted to recruit Mu Xuan as their disciple, but they were directly rejected by Mu Xuan.

What a joke. The Profound Jade Sect was only the most ordinary small sect. Mu Xuan might as well find a mountain to live in seclusion.

In the next year, Mu Xuan set off from Wuyuan Prefecture and went to the Liao

State’s state capital. He passed by Ning State and arrived at the Eastern State’s Taichang Prefecture in the south. Here, he found a large market and provided it to the cultivators.

The Eastern State was already the hinterland of the Great Jin, but it was located in the east. To the east was the vast East Sea. It was not very eye-catching and was very suitable as a place to stay.

Therefore, Mu Xuan rented a medium-sized shop in the Eastern State’s market and specialized in pill refinement and selling medicine. At the same time, he wanted to freeload on the spirit energy in the market.

It had to be said that the spirit energy in the Great Jin Empire was half as rich as in the Heavenly South Region. Moreover, there were many spirit veins. Even independent cultivators could enjoy the spirit energy of large spirit veins as long as they could afford it.

Just like that, Mu Xuan stayed in the Eastern State’s market for ten years.

This year, Mu Xuan was 157 years old. He had reached the peak of the Core Formation realm and could break through to the Nascent Soul realm.

In the Great Jin, Nascent Soul cultivators were not rare, but they could not be underestimated. They could hold high positions in any sect.

However, it was not easy to advance to the Nascent Soul realm even in the Great Jin. The best was naturally the Nascent Formation Pill. This was a medicinal pill unique to the Great Jin Empire. Its effect was even more effective than Old Demon Han’s Nine Bend Spirit Ginseng Pill. Of course, the price was also higher.

Fortunately, Mu Xuan was not in a hurry. He continued to stay in the Eastern State’s market and took care of the female cultivators in the market from time to time. He was as happy as a god.

On this day, the friend Mu Xuan knew in the market, Shopkeeper Lin, who was next door to his Hundred Medicine Hall, mysteriously found Mu Xuan. “Brother Fang, our market’s annual underground auction is about to begin. Are you participating?”

Mu Xuan asked curiously, “What’s so special about this underground auction?”

There was also an auction in the Eastern State’s market city, and it prohibited others from forming an auction.. Presumably, this was a policy from above and a countermeasure from below?