Chapter 483: Fourth-order Variety Wood

This fairy city is quite large, with tall walls and rich spiritual energy. There is an endless stream of cultivators entering and leaving the city gate.

Ye Changsheng thought for a while and decided to stay in the city for a while.

He needed to buy some necessary supplies, and at the same time he wanted to find out about the recent developments in the world of immortal cultivation and see if there was any news about the Tianling Sect.

After entering Qingfeng City, Ye Changsheng restrained his own aura and changed his appearance to make himself look like an ordinary purple mansion cultivator.

He did not stay in the city for too long and went directly to the Tianji Pavilion in the center of the city.

When he entered the Tianji Pavilion, a smiling waiter came up and asked politely: "Senior, do you want to buy information?"

Ye Changsheng nodded and said straight to the point: "I want to buy detailed information about the Tianling Sect, including the main figures in their sect, the distribution of forces, and the recent trends."

The waiter heard this and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He knew that this was a big business.

He quickly led Ye Changsheng to a secluded room, and then said respectfully: "Please wait a moment, senior, I will arrange it now."

Not long after, the waiter came in with an old man with white hair and beard.

The old man looked like an immortal, and his cultivation was at the level of the Taoist court.

He bowed to Ye Changsheng and said: "I am the deacon of the Tianji Pavilion. Senior wants to buy information about the Tianling Sect. I wonder what the budget is?"

Ye Changsheng knew that the Tianling Sect was a hegemon, and its information was valuable.

He said in a deep voice: "As long as the information is detailed enough, spirit stones are not a problem."

The old man nodded with satisfaction, and then asked in detail about the specific content that Ye Changsheng wanted to know.

Ye Changsheng told him the information he wanted to know, including the information of the leader, elders, and core disciples of the Tianling Sect, as well as their main industries and scope of activities.

After some bargaining, Ye Changsheng finally spent 500,000 high-quality spirit stones to buy a detailed information about the Tianling Sect.

This information not only includes the strength of the Tianling Sect, but also involves some unknown secrets, such as the forces they secretly control, as well as the personality traits and weaknesses of some important figures.

After getting the information, Ye Changsheng did not stay in Qingfeng City for long. He bought some commonly used elixirs and talismans, and then left the fairy city and continued to rush towards the headquarters of the Dayuan Xiuxian Alliance.

In the next three months, Ye Changsheng traveled all the way and finally returned to the headquarters of the Dayuan Xiuxian Alliance.

He first went to the mission hall to cancel his leave and made a brief report on his mission.

The deacon in charge of reception saw that Ye Changsheng came back safely, and only asked a few questions as a routine matter, without paying too much attention.

After canceling his leave, Ye Changsheng returned to the Ye family’s residence in the alliance.

Ye Changsheng’s return naturally attracted the attention of the Ye family cultivators, and many clansmen came to pay their respects.

Ye Changsheng simply exchanged a few words with the clansmen, learned about the family’s recent situation, and then returned to his residence.

Although he was not in the family for the past six months, the family affairs were still proceeding in an orderly manner, and the nine Daoting ladies handled everything in an orderly manner.

After returning to his residence, Ye Changsheng did not rush to rest, but dealt with some backlogs of affairs and reviewed some documents that required his decision.

It was not until nightfall that he finally took time to come to his retreat room.

The retreat room was simply decorated with only a stone bed and a futon.

Ye Changsheng sat cross-legged on the futon and took out the information about the Tianling Sect purchased in the Tianji Pavilion from his storage bag.

He carefully unfolded the jade slip, immersed his consciousness in it, and began to study it carefully.

The jade slip recorded all aspects of the Tianling Sect, and the content was detailed, even including the preferences and habits of some core disciples.

There were three fifth-level Yushu realm cultivators and more than twenty fourth-level Daoting realm cultivators participating in the battle of the Tianling Sect.

There were more than 300 purple mansion cultivators.

There were 3,000 foundation-building cultivators.

Ninety percent of the cultivators have been dispatched, which can be said to be out in full force. It can be seen that the Tianling Sect also has a big plan this time.

This made Ye Changsheng feel pressured.

Ye Changsheng continued to read word by word, not missing any details.

He wanted to find a breakthrough, an opportunity to use the demon hatred grass without exposing himself.

After studying for a long time, Ye Changsheng's eyes stopped at a name-Xu Ruhui.

Xu Ruhui, a cultivator of the Tianling Sect's Alchemy Pavilion, a third-level alchemist, and a late-stage purple mansion cultivator. This person's status in the Tianling Sect is not high or low, but because he is an alchemist, he is quite valued.

The intelligence also mentioned that Xu Ruhui's personality is a bit eccentric. In addition to alchemy, he rarely interacts with others on weekdays.

Seeing this, Ye Changsheng fell into deep thought.

The identity of an alchemist means that Xu Ruhui often needs to go out to collect spiritual medicines or trade with other forces, which gives Ye Changsheng an opportunity to take advantage of.

Moreover, the cultivation of the late Purple Mansion was no longer a threat to Ye Changsheng now.

He carefully analyzed all kinds of information about Xu Ruhui, including his residence, the place where he made pills, the places he often visited, etc.

A bold plan gradually took shape in Ye Changsheng's mind.

Ye Changsheng took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and with a thought, his figure instantly disappeared from the retreat room and appeared in a green space. This is the God Tree Space.

The God Tree Space is full of spiritual energy, and various rare spiritual plants grow luxuriantly.

Ye Changsheng walked straight to a spiritual tree more than three meters high. This spiritual tree was lush and leafy, exuding a faint wood-attributed aura. It was the third-level spiritual plant, the Hundred Changes Wood.

The Hundred Changes Wood had magical powers. Its leaves could be transformed into the appearance of any object at will, and could even simulate the breath of other cultivators. It was an excellent tool for disguise and infiltration.

Ye Changsheng took out an exquisite jade bottle, which contained a few drops of liquid exuding a strong aura of immortal spirits. It was the fourth-level immortal dew.

He carefully opened the bottle stopper and dropped a drop of crystal clear immortal dew on the root of the third-level Hundred Changes Wood.

The moment the immortal dew dripped, the Hundred Changes Wood seemed to be greatly nourished, and the entire tree began to tremble slightly.

Its branches and leaves became greener at a speed visible to the naked eye, and more complex and mysterious spiritual patterns appeared on the trunk, and the aura it exuded became richer and purer.

The whole process lasted for about an incense stick of time. The third-level Hundred Changes Wood finally completed its transformation and successfully promoted to a fourth-level spiritual plant.

After the upgrade, the trunk of the Variety Wood became more upright, the branches and leaves became more luxuriant, and the aura it exuded became more powerful.

Ye Changsheng looked at the brand new Variety Wood with a satisfied smile on his face. He walked to the tree, gently stroked the rough trunk, and felt the powerful power contained in it.

Then, he used his magic power and carefully picked about a hundred leaves emitting a faint glow.

These leaves were soft in texture, like silk, and exuded a strange fragrance.

With a thought, Ye Changsheng's figure appeared in the retreat room again.