My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Zhang Jincheng frowned and took a few steps closer, unable to recognize the object inside the glazed bottle in a short time.

"This is the essence of the nine-colored divine tree."

Bai Xifeng explained its origins.

"Nine-colored golden feather birch divine tree?"

The Eighth Prince Zhao Xun searched his mind: "One of the ancestors of ten thousand trees from ancient times, according to legend?"

"Correct."

Bai Xifeng gazed at the glazed bottle in his hand, narrating: "The nine-colored golden feather birch divine tree is one of the supreme divine trees from ancient times, known as the Tree of Life. It is said that consuming its fruit can grant ten thousand years of lifespan, and swallowing its leaves can bestow a thousand years of mana, a treasure contested by even the mighty of ancient times.

"The spiritual liquid in my hand was extracted from this tree. Though it cannot increase lifespan and mana, it possesses an extremely unique effect.

"That is to accelerate the maturation of spirit plants.

"You only need to pour the spiritual liquid onto the seedlings of the spirit plants to allow them to grow at hundredfold or thousandfold speeds, regardless of living conditions.

"This is why you see so many thousand-year-old medicinal herbs in Medicine Valley; this spiritual liquid is also the foundation of my Bai family's existence."

"Where did it come from?"

Zhang Jincheng probed deeper.

"Extreme North, ancient ruins."

Bai Xifeng shared openly: "This was obtained by my Bai family ancestors at the risk of their lives."

Before this, the Bai family didn't have a settled territory, merely acting as a silver token commander within the Demon Suppression Department, a fact well-known to all.

After obtaining the spiritual liquid, they moved to Beiyang Dao and rapidly rose as the top martial arts family in Beiyang Dao, only to encounter sudden decline later on.

Indeed, the timeline matches.

"Extreme North, ancient ruins?"

Chen Sansi captured the keywords.

He still held his master's will, which also mentioned the Extreme North, rumored to be directly related to the sealing.

"I see."

Zhang Jincheng found no flaws: "It seems the junior has misunderstood."

Upon learning the origin of the spiritual liquid, everyone's pupils filled with yearning.

Divine Wood Spirit Liquid.

With this bottle, given time and no accidents, it could elevate a family to sect status!

This thing in the Bai family's hands truly seemed wasted.

"Heh, there's no need to be excited."

Bai Xifeng held the glazed bottle: "The ancestor discovered that the nine-colored divine tree was nearing death at the time, so the extracted spiritual liquid was imperfect. It can at most mature Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures of fifteen hundred years, beyond that it will be counterproductive, and after years of consumption, only half remains, barely enough to nurture one more generation.

"I've said everything I can."

"Young Daoist Zhang, do you need me to offer the spiritual liquid for your sect to take back and examine thoroughly?"

He spoke, moving the glazed bottle forward.

Zhang Jincheng glanced at it but didn't accept, instead gently clasping his hands, saying: "Senior Bai, this belongs to the Bai family; no one is entitled to take it. I never intended to, truly just investigating the whereabouts of the demon cultivators."

After all, as a prominent sect, even basic dignity must remain unaffected.

"I thought so too."

Bai Xifeng put away the spiritual liquid: "Shengyun Sect is the champion leader of Beiyang Dao, a place of yearning for cultivators like us, acting with integrity, never engaging in theft and plunder.

"However..."

His eyes glanced at Ronghua City's people and the Demon Suppression Department: "Some petty individuals may not be so scrupulous.

"The Divine Wood Spirit Liquid has been exposed today, inevitably attracting the covetous eyes of petty individuals. It's likely that robbery cultivators might appear next. Could young Daoist Zhang inform Elder Shouzhongzi to provide protection? The Bai family would be most grateful!"

"Beiyang Dao is the territory of Shengyun Sect, naturally not allowing such incidents to occur."

Zhang Jincheng softened his tone a bit: "Alright, we've investigated, and since the Bai family is innocent, we shouldn't continue to inconvenience you. Previously, there were many offenses, and all implicated spiritual beasts and spirit plants will be compensated with the corresponding price in spirit stones as an apology.

"Moreover, Eighth Prince, City Lord Jiang, both of your families should stop troubling Dusk Valley, and instead, come together to deal with the Seven Kill Sect's demon disciples."

"Farewell."

With that said.

He led the disciples of Shengyun Sect skyward using sword control.

Wang Jun followed behind, yet from beginning to end didn't utter a word, seemingly wanting no one to notice him.

"This guy."

Chen Sansi watched the other's back, his own cultivation realm steadily rising, his heart full of admiration: "He certainly has depth."

"City Lord Jiang, Eighth Prince."

Bai Xifeng spoke: "Are you two planning to spar with this old man?"

Strangely.

After the Shengyun Sect people left, both Jiang Shang and the Eighth Prince's previous hostility vanished without a trace, and no one showed their emotions anymore, as if they intentionally stoked the conflict earlier.

"Bai Xifeng."

Jiang Shang's gaze turned from furious to sinister: "You don't have many years left, regarding the matter we talked about last time, I hope you consider it carefully."

"City Lord Jiang, this old man's health is still fine, no need to worry."

Bai Xifeng's hair and beard floated: "Moreover, this old man wants to remind both you and the Eighth Prince, greed will only lead to downfall, don't be too avaricious in your actions."

Zhao Xun didn't respond, he just waved his arm: "Let's go."

The vast crowd began to withdraw, quickly leaving Medicine Valley entirely, leaving behind a mess on the ground, and a few withered spirit plants.

Disguised as a Bai family junior, Chen Sansi also quietly slipped away while no one was paying attention.

In his mind, he replayed what had just happened, feeling that something was amiss.

...

Great Ze Main Peak.

Zhang Jincheng and Wang Jun arrived at the mountain summit one after the other.

The immortal and Taoist-like Shouzhongzi did not turn back, still sitting cross-legged on the ground, gazing at the beautiful mountain and river view ahead, calmly speaking: "How did it go?"

"In response to the elder."

Zhang Jincheng gently cupped his hands: "I went to see it, the Bai family indeed has something."

Recently, disturbances have been frequent in Beiyang Dao, with many matters involving the Bai family, leading the Shengyun Sect to suspect something, thus they sent people to investigate today.

He described in detail what he saw today.

After listening, Shouzhongzi was slightly surprised: "It's really the nine-colored divine tree? Hehe, these Bai family juniors have quite the fortune, obtaining the divine wood spirit liquid. If they had martial arts heritage, they might have broken through to the Third Realm by now, and with further accumulation, they could establish a sect."

"What a waste of heavenly resources."

Zhang Jincheng lamented: "If that half bottle of spirit liquid were in our sect's hands, at least two more could reach the Core Formation realm."

"Ask them for some."

Shouzhongzi paused: "Don't be too excessive, remember to offer some benefits. Wang Jun, handle this matter."

"As you command!"

...

Dusk Valley.

Lake View Tower.

Several Bai family brothers gathered here, discussing the earlier events.

"Humph!"

Bai Laosan sat down grumbling: "They simply don't see us as human, even talking about compensating us with spirit stones. Today's losses can't be measured by spirit stones!"

"But speaking of which, it turns out the clan treasure of our family is the divine wood spirit liquid?"

In fact.

Before today, the majority of them didn't know what was inside Medicine Valley, only the family head and Old Two knew the details.

"Where are the eldest ones?"

"They went to the ancestral hall to discuss matters."

"..."

...

Dusk Valley Back Mountain, Bai Family Ancestral Hall.

"Today we barely managed to smooth things over."

Bai Liangbi heaved a long sigh of relief: "If that thug Shouzhongzi found out the truth, our clan would be wiped out in an instant."

"Indeed."

Bai Linxun echoed: "The nine-colored divine wood spirit liquid, which we've rarely used, finally came in handy, and also Zhao Xun and his crew were cooperative."

"They are the most afraid."

Bai Liangbi sneered: "After all, if the item were really taken out, it wouldn't be their turn."

"Ashamed as I am to my Bai ancestors."

The one-armed elderly man looked at the rows of memorial tablets in front, speaking hoarsely: "The item might not be able to be preserved, Linxun, go invite the people from Qingxu Sect."

"This..."

Bai Liangbi hesitated slightly, but eventually agreed: "I understand."