Eternal Life: I Can Harvest Demon Beast Talents

Chapter 179: Chapter 158: Fame Shakes the Immortal City, Nameless Essence Blood

For the next few days, Lin Changheng stayed in his cave residence, taking care of some miscellaneous tasks.

He couldn’t help but sigh with appreciation. The cave residence was expensive for a reason—not only was it incredibly comfortable, spacious, and well-equipped, but it was also private enough to do anything he needed.

It was a world apart from his old Qingyuan Small Building.

The only downside was its proximity to Fusheng Lake and Feather Immortal Island. It meant he was operating right under the noses of Core Formation Masters and Fake Core Masters, which made him feel a little uneasy.

Of course, this feeling wasn’t just his paranoia acting up. His secret was simply too significant; even Core Formation Masters would be tempted if they found out, so it was inevitable that he would worry.

If a better Dao Field or cave residence became available in the future, he would withdraw and leave without hesitation.

He was well aware of the principle: a wise man does not stand under a crumbling wall.

...

「Five days later.」

Lin Changheng quietly left his cave residence and returned to the Inner City of the Immortal City, heading for Yunjian Que.

He suppressed his Cultivation and used the Perfection Realm Tier One Qi Concealing Skill to mask it. Unless they were a Cultivator at the Middle Stage Foundation Establishment or higher, they would find it difficult to see through his Foundation Establishment identity.

Just as Lin Changheng was about to open the Restriction in front of Qingyuan Small Building, he heard a surprised cry from behind him.

"Brother Lin!"

Turning his head, he saw a charming Female Cultivator staring blankly at him, her face filled with pleasant surprise.

It was the Yan Family’s granddaughter, Yan Mingyi.

"Miss Yan."

Lin Changheng replied with a smile.

Yan Mingyi hurried over, looking Lin Changheng up and down, her beautiful eyes sparkling with excitement.

"What is it? Is there something wrong with my appearance?"

"No." Yan Mingyi shook her head repeatedly, her gaze never leaving him. "It’s just that your fame has spread throughout the entire Inner City, Brother Lin!"

"Oh?"

Lin Changheng’s expression flickered; he had expected as much.

In the Immortal City, it was considered acceptable for a full set of Foundation Establishment Pill materials to yield one Genuine and one Substandard pill.

Yet on his very first attempt, he had produced two Genuine pills and one Substandard—three usable elixirs in total.

It was bound to cause an uproar.

But he didn’t have a clear sense of just how big that uproar would be.

"You’ll see when you open the door, Brother Lin."

Yan Mingyi covered her mouth and chuckled lightly.

Lin Changheng was also curious to see what the scene was, so he immediately opened the Restriction and the door, only to be stunned.

On the Restriction within the doorway, a whole field of Visit Cards were caught, scattered like a goddess scattering flowers. There were Jade Scrolls, red cards, and silk cloths, all suspended in the air, swaying gently.

"So many? There must be dozens..."

He was just about to reach out and collect them when Yan Mingyi stepped forward. "I’ll get them, Brother Lin."

"Alright."

Lin Changheng nodded and went straight to the courtyard to brew two cups of Spirit Tea.

A short while later, Yan Mingyi returned with her arms full of Visit Cards.

"Thank you for your hard work. Have some tea."

Lin Changheng took them from her, placed them on the stone table, and after offering her the tea, prepared to read them one by one.

"After word of what you did that day got out, Brother Lin, the Inner City was in an uproar. I happened to be out buying Materials and heard many people discussing it. I was shocked at the time, too! But then I remembered your unparalleled Skills, and it all made sense."

Yan Mingyi said, pursing her red lips as she recounted what she had seen and heard.

Lin Changheng glanced up, gesturing for her to continue, while he quickly scanned through the cards.

"After that, there was a constant stream of Cultivators visiting your Qingyuan Small Building, Brother Lin. The auras of the visitors were very powerful, and many were frankly intimidating—they were Foundation Establishment Cultivators at the very least."

"This grand spectacle lasted for several months. Later, when they saw you still hadn’t appeared, Brother Lin, they started leaving Visit Cards..."

"Now, half a year has passed, and with no sign of you, things have finally quieted down again."

Yan Mingyi’s red lips parted slightly, a reminiscent look on her face. After all, these events had happened half a year ago.

"Some Cultivators even came to ask my grandfather and me about your whereabouts, Brother Lin. Not that we knew, but even if we did, we would never have leaked it. We sent them away with just a few words."

"So that’s how it was."

Lin Changheng now had a basic understanding of the situation over the past six months.

At the same time, he had basically scanned through all the Visit Cards.

Based on their content, they fell into three categories.

The first was requests for pills.

Now that Lin Changheng was in high demand, many Cultivators were trying to get acquainted with him by visiting, hoping to request pills.

Among them were Qi Cultivation Cultivators, who presumably had Foundation Establishment Materials in their possession, as well as Foundation Establishment Cultivators who intended to request pills for themselves or for the younger generation of their families.

The second category was invitations.

These were mainly from major powers—either Cultivation Clans or shops in the Immortal City—extending an olive branch to the new Tier Two Alchemist. They invited Lin Changheng to become an Honored Guest Elder or a Tributor for their clan, or to serve as the chief alchemist presiding over a shop.

The third category was also invitations, but these were special, coming from the management of the Immortal City itself.

Lin Changheng’s fame had long since attracted the attention of the Immortal City’s administration. The gift of a VIP seat at the Auction was an early example of this.

Now that his reputation had skyrocketed, the Immortal City’s management was directly inviting Lin Changheng to join them as an Alchemy Honored Guest.

One had to understand that the Immortal City ran its own businesses, such as renting out houses and cave residences—a monopoly that naturally brought in heaps of gold every day.

However, its other ventures couldn’t necessarily win against other factions in fair competition.

The Pill Hall, in particular, was quite weak.

Lukewarm at best.

Lin Changheng guessed that they wanted to use his fame and skill to revitalize the Pill Hall.

Although the offer wasn’t bad, he had little interest.

’After all,’ he thought, ’Mo Zhaoli, with her Middle Grade Spirit Root of fifty strands of Spiritual Charm, still took more than six—nearly seven—years after reaching Foundation Establishment to advance just one step in the Early Stage and enter the Second Layer Foundation Establishment.’

’And I only have a Middle Grade Spirit Root with a mere thirty-five strands of Spiritual Charm. To make progress in the Foundation Establishment Stage, won’t I need to spend even more time?’