Chapter 397: Chapter 314: Five Poison Blood Transformation
Upon arriving at Divine Cloud Prefecture, Duan Rong once went to the pharmacy to inquire about the pills for the True Qi Realm.
After all, Divine Cloud Prefecture is the capital of Qingzhou, and Duan Rong originally expected that there would definitely be pills for the True Qi Realm here.
But after inquiring, he learned that pills for the True Qi Realm were not circulating in the mortal world at all, but were completely controlled by the sect.
As long as you are an outer disciple of the sect, whether you are within the sect or sent elsewhere, Taiyi Sect will supply pills in a fixed amount.
If you make meritorious achievements, among the rewards, there will also be pills of different qualities included.
Taiyi Sect’s prohibition on the circulation of pills in the mortal world is also a strategy to control the world.
As the saying goes, "Chivalry violates the law with force."
Through this method, they can suppress the growth of True Qi Realm martial artists who are not affiliated with the sect, making it easier for the sect to control the world.
Today is Duan Rong’s first day in the sect.
He sits cross-legged in this dark cave, his eyes flickering.
He is now a registered disciple of the sect.
Taiyi Sect certainly tilts some resources toward registered disciples, as they are talented youths selected from various places to infuse fresh blood into the sect.
He will definitely be able to obtain pills for the True Qi Realm through regular channels.
However, Duan Rong’s cultivation method is by devouring Artifact Spirits to directly gain realms, so his pill consumption rate far exceeds that of martial artists who cultivate normally.
Relying solely on regular means may not fulfill his cultivation needs.
This is why he decided to become a medicine boy.
Today in the lower courtyard, when Old Qin took out those three poisonous herbs, he had already thought it through, which is why he recognized those three poisonous herbs publicly.
Shang Xiangyu is a pharmacist, and those pills are all refined by pharmacists within the sect.
By becoming a medicine boy, there might be a chance to directly obtain pills from Shang Xiangyu; that’s one reason.
Actually, Duan Rong has an even longer-term plan here, which is that he wants to refine pills himself.
Just like how he inherited Shen Ping’s Poison Dao by devouring many artifacts left in Wild Boar Mountain’s cave.
Now that he has arrived here, he can also try to obtain the method of pill refinement by devouring Artifact Spirits.
However, this is a long-term matter, requiring careful calculation.
After half a day of interaction, Duan Rong finds that not only does Shang Xiangyu have deep and unpredictable thoughts, none of them, including Pan Yong, are easy to deal with.
He must always be careful, blend in with them first, and gradually act as circumstances allow.
Although Duan Rong is already very fatigued, he continued cultivating cross-legged on his stone bed for more than an hour, before extinguishing the candlelight and laying down with a blanket...
Although without pills, the cultivation speed is as slow as a crawling turtle, Duan Rong has never wasted a single day.
"I wonder how Xiao Yu and the others are doing..." Before falling asleep, Duan Rong thought of Xiao Yu and the others.
In front of a stone wall entwined with vines within the dense forest of the back mountain, Shang Xiangyu suddenly slipped through a cluster of dense vines, revealing a hidden cave entrance behind them.
At the cave entrance, Shang Xiangyu placed his burlap sack down, retrieved a flint, and ignited the torch inserted on the cave entrance’s stone wall.
Holding a large stone pot in one hand and gripping the torch and mouth of the burlap sack in the other, Shang Xiangyu slowly walked deeper into the cave.
Within this pitch-black cave, the paths branched off in various directions, incredibly deep, and many areas did not appear to be man-made.
Clearly familiar with the cave, Shang Xiangyu turned past several cave entrances, stepping on jagged and rough rocks, and walked into a rocky cavern.
This cavern’s top and walls were covered with sharp protrusions.
The floor also had sharp rocks, but a path had been cleared, and Shang Xiangyu followed it to the cave’s deepest part.
At the deepest part of the cave, Shang Xiangyu set down the large stone pot and bulging burlap sack he carried, and glanced at a fist-sized black hole not far ahead.
That black hole, like a spring eye, seemed to be unfathomably deep.
At that spring eye, Shang Xiangyu took a deep breath, and the rich Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi rushed into his body through his nostrils.
That dry spring eye actually connected to a canyon twisted by the Divine Demon Ruins.
Within the canyon space surrounding the Divine Demon Ruins, the concentration of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi far exceeds elsewhere.
Shang Xiangyu inserted the torch into the stone wall beside him, removed his worn Daoist robe, and stood naked there.
In the torchlight, Shang Xiangyu looked at his terrifying and bizarre body, and strong disgust filled his eyes.
The skin on his hands, legs, and abdomen was wrinkled like an old man, especially the skin on his belly, which hung down in strips.
But the skin on his chest and face remained tight; his thirty-something-year-old face, well-maintained, did not have a single wrinkle.
Looking at the sagging folds of skin on his belly, Shang Xiangyu felt a wave of nausea.
Four years ago, Shang Xiangyu had already reached the Primordial Qi Realm Great Perfection.
But his first attempt to break into the Qi Vortex Realm failed to form the vortex!
To break into the Qi Vortex, he collected cultivation techniques and refined pills, preparing for a full two years.
This time, he summarized the experiences from his first failure and was quite confident for this second attempt to form the vortex, but the result was still failure!
Shang Xiangyu is exceptionally gifted and considered a top figure even among the inner sect disciples.
But consecutive failures in forming the vortex dealt a severe blow to him, leaving him disheartened, even despairing about forming the vortex.
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