mtl008 Chapter 268 The golden elixir is formed
Chapter 268 The golden elixir is formed
A month later.
After repeated urging from the Iron Star City management steward, Lin Changsheng walked out of the alchemy room looking somewhat tired.
I found an inn in the city and stayed there for three days before I felt fully recovered.
Inside the room, Lin Changsheng confirmed that the surrounding isolation barriers were intact before taking out a palm-sized cold jade bottle from his storage bag, on which was a precious third-tier spirit-sealing talisman.
The next moment, three crystal-clear pills rolled out from it.
"The earth vein fire is indeed a powerful tool that alchemists dream of. Three Golden Pills were formed in one batch, two of which reached the level of genuine pills!"
Looking at the three pills in his hand, Lin Changsheng couldn't help but feel elated.
His performance in this alchemy session exceeded his original expectations.
He examined the three Golden Core pills with the utmost care, as if they were precious treasures.
Only Lin Changsheng himself knew the effort he had put into refining the Golden Core pill over the years.
It was no easy feat to gather so many spiritual items for Core Formation over several decades, such as the 'Heavenly Sand Fruit,' 'Candle Dragon Fruit,' and 'Mysterious Condensation Grass.'
On the evening of the third day, he checked out of the room and quietly left Iron Star City.
He originally wanted to go to the Chitao tribe to formally say goodbye to Amuli and Ayue.
But after remembering what Alim had said, he gave up his plan to visit him.
In fact, this use of the earth's vein fire was originally a deal between him and the Chitao tribe.
Lin Changsheng wanted to quickly obtain the Earth Vein Fire to refine pills so he could return to Mingling Peak as soon as possible and attempt to break through to the Golden Core realm.
Knowing he couldn't stop him, Amu Li kept delaying, trying to make the most of Lin Changsheng and maximize his profits from the deal.
Upon learning this, in order to be able to use the Earth Vein Fire as soon as possible, Lin Changsheng resorted to some underhanded tactics.
He observed that Amuli and Ayue had a deep sibling bond, which was different from other male cultivators in Wuqiu Kingdom where the preference for sons over daughters was prevalent.
Lin Changsheng may look young, but he is actually over 140 years old.
It can be said that people become more cunning with age, and the older they get, the more shrewd they become.
It would be far too easy to win the favor of a naive and innocent girl like A-Yue.
Lin Changsheng didn't even need to bring it up, given his gentle and indifferent image, and the occasional unintentional melancholy look he showed in front of A Yue.
This would make the girl feel heartbroken and even guilty.
Just as Lin Changsheng had predicted, the siblings' affection swayed Amuli's tribal interests, causing him to agree ahead of time.
"I hope that A-Yue will never meet someone like me in the future."
Lin Changsheng stopped, gazing in the direction of the Crimson Wave Tribe, and then flew off in the exact opposite direction.
……
Half a month later.
Near the Black Wind Tribe.
Lin Changsheng, carrying a man who had fallen into a coma, steered the Water Cloud Boat to a low sand dune in the desert.
The Black Wind tribe is the archenemy of the Red Wave tribe, to which Amuli belongs.
I learned this from A-Yue.
The upheaval of the Red Wave tribe back then was undoubtedly orchestrated by the Black Wind tribe.
Amuli urgently needed the Blood Pill to enhance the strength of his people, mainly due to the pressure from the Black Wind Tribe.
With a 'plop', he threw the man to the ground, while simultaneously making a hand seal to wake him up.
The man slowly woke up, and after looking around at the unfamiliar surroundings, he was initially confused. But when he saw a young man in white standing in front of him, he instantly came to his senses!
Just as he was about to circulate his magic power, he was horrified to find himself weak and powerless, his body completely empty, without even a trace of magic power to circulate.
It was clearly a sign of poisoning, and a very sophisticated method of poisoning at that.
"Who exactly are you? Why did you kidnap me and bring me here, sealing my magical powers?"
After a brief moment of panic, the man gradually calmed down.
As an alchemist of the Black Wind Tribe, and a pseudo-core cultivator himself, he couldn't see through the cultivation level of the white-robed youth before him, yet he was able to seal the youth's cultivation and abduct him from the tribe's territory without anyone noticing. He must be at least a Golden Core True Person level existence.
If such a senior wanted to harm him, he would have done so long ago.
He's survived this long, so he's probably not in any real danger. At most, he'll be captured and used as a slave to refine pills.
This is already the worst possible outcome.
As he spoke, the young man in front of him suddenly gave him a warm smile.
However, in this context, it seems a bit creepy.
Immediately afterwards, an immense and awe-inspiring divine consciousness extended from the white-robed youth.
It faintly contains the frenzied aura of a demonic beast.
The man looked utterly horrified, his face pale, covered in cold sweat, and trembling slightly.
"This kind of pressure can only come from a cultivator at the mid-to-late stage of Core Formation, right?"
The man was terrified.
"You are the alchemist of the Black Wind Tribe?"
"How should I address you?"
The young man in front of him spoke, asking slowly.
The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to boom and captivate.
“Senior… I am Yan Feng, and I am indeed an alchemist of the Black Wind Tribe, but it is only a cooperative relationship. I am not a member of the Black Wind Tribe.”
Yan Feng dared not hide anything and responded respectfully without hesitation.
Under the impact of that vast and immense divine sense, he even suspected that the young man was a late-stage Core Formation cultivator, or even a Nascent Soul cultivator!
Faced with such an existence, he dared not lie at all, or even conceal anything in the slightest.
Who knows if the other party will use soul-searching techniques on him because he answers too slowly or hides information?
This is much more efficient than asking questions slowly, but it is a bit time-consuming.
"I'll give you one day to sever ties with the Black Wind Tribe and never cooperate with them again."
"Otherwise, your life will be in danger."
Lin Changsheng stared silently at Yan Feng.
"Very well, very well. I will leave Wuqiu Kingdom in less than a day and never set foot here again!"
He realized that this senior not only didn't intend to silence him, but also had no intention of enslaving him; he simply wanted him to leave the Black Wind Tribe, which was much better than he had expected.
Yan Feng felt as if he had been reborn, and immediately knelt down in gratitude.
That night, Yan Feng traveled through the night and left Wuqiu Kingdom.
The Black Wind tribe, which was hostile to the Red Wave tribe, also lost its alchemist.
……
Two months later.
Lin Changsheng, weary from his journey, returned to the territory of the Ghost Valley Sect.
Looking into the distance, I gaze at the Mingling Peak Dojo, which I have been away from for nearly three years.
I felt a slight sense of longing to go home.
Not long after, Lin Changsheng suddenly sensed a sinister aura emanating from his Netherworld Peak.
(Old Ha counts at 2 AM~)