The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Arc 25: Tempest Field | Chapter 460: Tempest Field

<Start of Arc 25: Tempest Field>

After bidding farewell to his shixiong, Xu Ziqing immediately used his movement technique and arrived at the Qian Er Workshop.

Upon entering, he went straight to the second floor, where he once again encountered the elegantly dressed woman in purple robes, exuding a remarkable aura.

Businesspeople usually have excellent memories, and when the woman lifted her gaze and saw Xu Ziqing, she smiled in recognition and asked, “Welcome back, guest. Do you have any instructions?”

Xu Ziqing replied gently, “To be honest, Miss, I recently returned from the Nine Void Battlefield with my shixiong, but I haven’t seen a few of my companions… So, I wanted to inquire about them, and I wonder if you have any information.”

The woman in purple paused for a moment before sincerely saying, “No wonder your aura seems much stronger; it turns out you just returned from the battlefield.” After a moment of thought, she asked, “The companions you’re looking for are Tu Jin, Xun Liang, and Yin Xiu… Am I right?”

Xu Ziqing smiled and nodded, “Yes, you’ve got it.”

As Xu Ziqing had expected, Sword Spirit City held a unique position within the Central Sword Domain, often attracting sword cultivators from the lower realms. Therefore, those visiting from the lower realms had to be vigilant to avoid causing any harm to the Nine Void Realm.

This was only natural, especially for a place that sold information. Hence, when Xu Ziqing made his inquiry, the response came promptly, indicating that the Qian Er Workshop paid close attention to the activities of Xu Ziqing and his four companions.

The woman in purple thought for a moment and suddenly produced a book, flipping through its pages.

After a short while, her elegant brows furrowed slightly, revealing a look of concern.

Seeing this, Xu Ziqing couldn’t help but ask, “Is there something difficult for you to say?”

The woman in purple sighed, “Fifty spirit stones.”

Xu Ziqing gestured with his hand, pushing several spirit stones toward her.

The woman in purple no longer hesitated and said, “Ten days ago, a newly advanced sword cultivator from the lower realm arrived outside the Sword Pagoda and encountered Tu Jin and the others. A misunderstanding arose, leading to an argument. The two sides then battled in the outskirts, resulting in a stalemate, and eventually decided to head to the Tempest Field to determine the outcome based on the number of chaotic windflowers. The wager was… their own realm.”

Xu Ziqing’s heart tightened: “Realm?”

The woman in purple explained, “It is said that the opposing side has a type of pill that, once consumed, can cause a person’s realm to drop by one level.”

Xu Ziqing’s brows furrowed slightly; such a pill indeed existed.

Moreover, they had actually gone to the Tempest Field…

Having obtained information about his three companions, Xu Ziqing asked a few more questions but decided not to linger any longer and turned to leave the Qian Er Workshop.

The Tempest Field was one of the one hundred and eight domains in the Nine Void Realm, located quite a distance from Sword Spirit City. Fortunately, general information about it was described in the “Records of the Nine Void,” so it wasn’t entirely unfamiliar to him.

This place was filled with storms that intensified layer by layer. Ordinary shen cultivators had to summon their Yang spirits just to walk within, and the deeper one went, the more savage the storms became, making it difficult to endure. Naturally, the same was true for cultivators.

The chaotic wind flowers could only thrive in areas where the power of the wind was abundant and would not dissipate. The wind nurtured these flowers, and once harvested, they could be ground into juice. This juice was exceptionally effective for refining certain wondrous treasures, making the flowers a highly valuable natural resource.

However, even though there were plenty of chaotic wind flowers in the Tempest Field, they were scattered and hard to find, so searching for them would require a significant amount of time.

Moreover, within this realm, there was a strange creature known as the Wind Beast.

These beasts had bodies that seemed both real and illusory, existing as shadows with no distinct form. They could merge with the wind and suddenly materialize, attacking with ferocity, having been born in the storms. Inside them was a type of wind crystal that needed to be shattered to kill them and leave behind their corpses. Different levels of Wind Beasts possessed varying degrees of lethality; the strongest ones, located at the center of the storm, were comparable to cultivators at the Tribulation Transformation stage, equivalent to those in the Great Ascension phase. If they appeared, their strength, bolstered by the storm’s power, would be more challenging to deal with than ordinary cultivators at the Tribulation Transformation or Great Ascension levels.

Even more terrifying than the limited number of chaotic wind flowers was the presence of the Wind Beasts, which were more numerous. While searching for the flowers, one could easily fall prey to a Wind Beast attack, putting their life in jeopardy.

The reason the Tempest Field was called a “forbidden area” was precisely because, apart from the storms, it was filled with many wind-eroded, desiccated stones… as well as countless long-dried corpses of those who had ventured into this place before.

Now, Xu Ziqing had no idea what grievances Tu Jin and the newly advanced lower realm sword cultivator had with each other, prompting them to head to the Tempest Field and place such a wager… Moreover, according to the woman in purple, the opposing side consisted of five people, while Tu Jin and the others were only three. With Tu Jin’s pride, they would surely not request the opposing side to send only three. Thus, the current situation was not in Tu Jin’s favor.

After pondering this, a sense of worry began to grow in Xu Ziqing’s heart.

Perhaps it would be wise to head to the Tempest Field as well?

Soon, he returned to the Sword Spirit Wall, where Yun Lie was still in deep contemplation.

Xu Ziqing did not disturb him and instead sat quietly nearby, waiting for his shixiong to awaken.

The winds in the Tempest Field were less intense on the seventh day of each month, allowing people from the outside to enter. It was still the second day, with five days remaining for them to make the trip. The journey from here to the forbidden area would only take about two days, so there was no immediate rush.

After five or six hours, Yun Lie indeed awoke.

Upon seeing him, Xu Ziqing quickly shared the information he had gathered and said, “Shixiong, Tu Jin and the others are companions entrusted to us by our shixiongs. They might be trapped in the Tempest Field, so I want to check it out.”

Yun Lie nodded slightly, “I will go with you.”

Xu Ziqing was taken aback and asked, “Shixiong, you just had insights in the Nine Void Battlefield and should be practicing at the Sword Spirit Wall. I can go alone; you don’t have to…”

Yun Lie looked at him and replied, “I’ve already completed my practice. You need not worry, Ziqing.”

Hearing this, Xu Ziqing finally felt reassured and smiled, “In that case, it would be great to have you along.”

With their decision made, the two brothers didn’t need to prepare extensively; they quickly used their movement technique and set off.

Two days later, they arrived in front of a sizable city. Here, there was a bustling atmosphere; although it wasn’t as prosperous as the Central Sword Domain, it still had a vibrant mix of people, both mortals and divine cultivators, engaging in lively trade.

Upon entering the city, Xu Ziqing looked around and saw many stalls and shops displaying light, soft clothing, shoes, and hats. There were also chunks of milky-white meat, and whole, oddly shaped beasts, with a fragrant aroma wafting through the air.

The sounds of hawking and inviting customers filled the bustling atmosphere, much like an ordinary marketplace for mortals.

Curiosity piqued, he walked up to one of the stalls.

The vendor was a young man who skewered the milky meat strips with bamboo sticks and grilled them over charcoal, filling the air with a savory aroma. Even a seasoned cultivator like Xu Ziqing, who had abstained from solid food for many years, couldn’t help but feel his appetite stirred, wanting to give it a try.

Feeling intrigued, he asked, “What’s the price for this?”

The young man looked up, showing no signs of inferiority or humility due to being a mortal. Instead, he smiled charmingly and said, “Are you a newcomer here? This is the meat of Wind Beasts. For one…”

He glanced around and continued after a moment, “One spirit stone will get you a skewer.”

The meat strips were quite large, weighing around two jin (about a pound), and the aroma was incredibly delicious, seeming not too expensive.

However, in the lower realms, what kind of demon beast blood and meat would cost just one spirit stone for two jin?

Xu Ziqing was unconcerned and took out a spirit stone, exchanging it for a skewer. He took a bite, and the meat of the Wind Beast melted in his mouth, the flavor indescribably delightful, light yet incredibly sweet. He had consumed many kinds of demon beast meat before, but none compared to this.

Finding it interesting, he brought the skewer to Yun Lie’s lips and smiled, “Shixiong, this is delicious; would you like to try some?”

Yun Lie paused briefly before bowing his head to take a bite, then remarked, “It really is quite good.”

Hearing this, Xu Ziqing felt very pleased, and the two shared the food, quickly finishing it, which made him even more cheerful.

Their closeness caught the attention of passersby, who couldn’t help but steal a few glances.

Seeing this, the young vendor chuckled, “I only have the meat of first-level Wind Beasts here. If you both enjoy this, you might want to head to the Gathering Wind Tower to taste more. The owner there is quite powerful, supported by a large family, and can offer meat from eighth-level Wind Beasts… The prices might be a bit high, but if you eat it, not only will you find it unforgettable, but it’s also extremely beneficial for your physique. It’s effective not just for divine cultivators but for cultivators like you as well. I can see you both are well-off; if you don’t go, you might regret it.”

Xu Ziqing, intrigued by his words, remembered that he had only learned a bit about the local customs from the “Chronicles of the Nine Void,” but the details were sparse. Moreover, since Wind Beast meat was sold here, it was mentioned in the book, which surely aimed to entice newcomers to discover its mysteries themselves, sparking their interest to experience it. After a moment’s thought, he replied, “Thank you, we were just about to go try some.” He then added, “I have another question. A few days ago, some companions of mine came here before me, but I don’t know where they are now. How can I find out their whereabouts?”

The young man smiled, “Just go to the Gathering Wind Tower for a meal; the more you spend, the better the service will be. When you’re there, just ask the waitresses; they’ll provide you with the information you need. It’s better than wandering aimlessly outside.”

Xu Ziqing understood, took out another spirit stone, and handed it over, saying, “We’ll head there now.”

The young man accepted the spirit stone without hesitation, pointing him in the right direction.

Soon after, Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie walked toward the indicated place and soon arrived at a five or six-story restaurant. It wasn’t much different from an ordinary tavern, with the first floor being casual seating, the second floor having private rooms, and the third floor reserved for the wealthiest or most important guests.

The two ascended to the second floor and chose a window-side private room.

As soon as they sat down, a beautiful young woman approached gracefully, smiling softly, “Welcome, esteemed guests. What can I get for you?” After speaking, she gently listed several dishes.

Most of these dishes were derived from Wind Beasts, with the highest-priced meat being ranked from one to eight, all extremely luxurious.

Especially the eighth-level Wind Beast meat, which cost over a thousand spirit stones for just a small plate.

Translator: Lynn

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