"So, how did it go? Looks like you had a bountiful harvest."
With more than a dozen [dicine Talismans] arrayed before him, Daoist Qingya, wearing a magic artifact resembling eyeglasses with two golden wires twined around circular lenses, ticulously studied the Talisman Scripts.
Cloud Script transforms into Talisman Scripts.
The written characters varied depending on the divine marvel they embodied.
Ultimately, Cloud Script was not a fixed character.
Rather, it was a type of divine marvel fused within Qi Xiu’s body.
Take the [dicine Talisman] for example: each ti the evolved dicinal power differed, the characters generated in Qi Xiu’s sea of consciousness and the resulting written script would also vary.
Although the differences were minor, the profound subtlety lay within these fine details.
To silence Daoist Qingya’s daily ramblings, Qi Xiu had simply written over thirty different [dicine Talismans] for him to study.
It also brought so quiet to his own ears.
Shaking the Spirit Pill bag in his hand, Qi Xiu wore a bright smile. "Not bad, I suppose. Working all night and making the trip wasn’t a waste."
It was more than just ’not a waste.’ A full fifteen Spirit Pills! If I were to write [Spirit Elixir Talismans] myself, it would take over a month to gather this many. And with these Spirit Pills containing Myriad Nurturing Pri Force, the next ti I write [Spirit Elixir Talismans], they will naturally be imbued with this layer of divine marvel. [Spirit Elixir Talismans] will continuously upgrade. With their potency constantly increasing, their effects will also improve.
"The Spirit Pill bag is a signature magic artifact of the Food Demon Sect," Daoist Qingya said. "Back in the day, relying on this artifact, those little Devil Heads of the Food Demon Sect cultivated at speeds ten, even dozens of tis faster than their peers.
"It’s a pity you only have the Spirit Pill bag and not the Wonderful dicine Pot.
"If you possessed both artifacts, you wouldn’t need to worry about nourishing your body or strengthening your soul before reaching the Dao Body Realm.
"You could simply forge ahead, making great strides."
Daoist Qingya’s words piqued Qi Xiu’s curiosity. What divine marvel did this Wonderful dicine Pot, as renowned as the Spirit Pill bag, truly possess?
"Spirit Pills nourish the body, Wonderful dicine protects the soul! The Spirit Pills refined by the Spirit Pill bag contain pure essence and spiritual power, greatly benefiting one’s cultivation and physical body. Whether one follows the Martial Path to refine the body or practices Techniques, they are of great use. With the Spirit Pill bag in hand, as long as you have an unending supply of alchemy ingredients, ten days of arduous cultivation by others cannot compare to a single Spirit Pill of yours.
"The Wonderful dicine concocted by the Wonderful dicine Pot, however, is specifically for the soul. It’s not very useful in the Initiate Realm, but once you reach the Blood-Stained Realm, you’ll understand the importance of the soul. Although Wonderful dicine cannot enhance soul cultivation like Spirit Pills can, it is a miraculous redy for healing the soul! As long as the soul’s foundation isn’t damaged, Wonderful dicine can rapidly restore it.
"The soul is different from the body. Once damaged, it is extrely difficult to recover, often requiring years of recuperation. Furthermore, a damaged soul can severely impact a cultivator’s intelligence, personality, and even thought processes.
"After the Blood-Stained Realm, cultivation begins to shift from external to internal. The risks of succumbing to Heart Demons, suffering soul damage, and the frequency of Heavenly Demon attacks skyrocket. With Wonderful dicine in hand, you can cultivate without fear, wildly experinting with techniques, free from the worry of soul damage.
"The disciples of the Food Demon Sect in the Middle Ancient Era relied on these two artifacts. Their cultivation speed in the Initiate and Blood-Stained Realms was truly astonishing, advancing by leaps and bounds.
"Unfortunately, the Wonderful dicine Pot is even rarer than the Spirit Pill bag. The last ti I saw one, it was in the possession of a young Sword Cultivator. His na was Cheng Junie, and his Sword Control Technique was exceptionally skilled. I still rember, it was a spring day..."
Seeing Daoist Qingya once again drifting into his long-winded recollections, Qi Xiu silently quickened his pace, bypassed him, and entered the house.
This senior from the Radiant Treasure Sect was kind and friendly, with a vast range of knowledge. From him, I’ve learned many extrely rare secrets. But his mind isn’t quite right. The leaps in his thoughts are so erratic, one couldn’t catch up even on horseback. So whenever he starts rambling, I make a point to stay far away, so as not to waste a lot of ti for nothing.
Back in his room, Qi Xiu shook his sleeve, sat cross-legged on the bed, and took out all fifteen Spirit Pills from the Spirit Pill bag.
The Golden Flower Maternal Sect is covetously watching from outside the city. If I want to seize the great opportunity ntioned by Daoist Qingya, it seems I’ll inevitably have to confront them. In that case, I need to quickly practice my offensive and life-risking techniques.
He popped a Spirit Pill into his mouth. A torrent of essence and spiritual power instantly spread through his abdon. Qi Xiu circulated his Dharma Gate, dividing this wave of essence into two.
Half was reserved for cultivating the Hunyuan Dragon Tiger Scripture Mystery, accumulating Gang Qi, washing his Body-Protecting True Gang, and beginning to condense the True Gang Mark.
The other half was channeled into the "Formless Sword Skill."
With the continuous influx of pure and vast spiritual power from the Spirit Pills, the proficiency increase of the two Dharma Gates began to accelerate.
Qi Xiu’s aura also grew stronger and sharper in that instant.
「More than ten days passed in a flash.」
During the day, Qi Xiu consud Spirit Pills for his cultivation, bolstering his strength and honing the Formless Sword Mantra. At night, he would ride his Escape Light, frantically capturing demonic bugs throughout the city to refine into Spirit Pills.
In just over ten days, the proficiency of several Dharma Gates in his possession skyrocketed.
This was especially true for the Minor Five Elents Water Patrol Escaping Five Elents Escape Skill. With the Mo Jiao cultivating it by proxy, coupled with diligent practice and "racing" every night, its proficiency was visibly approaching fifty percent.
When fully activated, its speed reached supersonic levels. And when in use, the faint, illusory mist it produced beca even more blurred and subtle, nearly indiscernible to the naked eye. Even cultivators with excellent vision could only perceive a faint, flickering mist.
It was thanks to this Escape Skill that on several occasions when Initiate Realm cultivators in the city activated their Escape Lights and tried to approach him, he was able to shake them off in an instant; they couldn’t catch up at all.
Choosing this Escape Skill was indeed the right decision. This Minor Five Elents Water Patrol Escaping Five Elents Escape Skill is difficult to cultivate and has many casting restrictions. It also contains a hidden demonic curse; a single mont of inattention could lead to being plagued by Heart Demons. But the speed of this Escape Skill... it’s truly fast! It’s also silent and traceless, and can even pass through material substances and Forbidden Laws. As long as I can master this skill, unless it’s a great cultivator an entire realm above , few in the Dao-Entering Realm would likely be able to catch .
While enjoying the exhilaration of extre speed, he freely captured demonic bugs, refining and assimilating them into Spirit Pills. This sensation of a bountiful harvest kept a smile perpetually on Qi Xiu’s lips.
However, these delightful days ca to an end when the Golden Flower Maternal Sect realized that a vast number of demonic bugs had vanished as if into thin air. Qingliu County not only avoided large-scale civilian deaths but had also gradually begun to recover.
The relentless demonic bug attacks, which had lasted for over half a month, stopped abruptly!
Have they realized what’s happening?
As Qi Xiu patrolled the skies above Qingliu County on his Escape Light and found no trace of demonic bugs, he couldn’t help but laugh wryly.
It seems the Golden Flower Maternal Sect realized their swarms of demonic bugs had all ended up in soone else’s pocket, so they decided to halt the attacks.
Returning empty-handed as there were no new demonic bug attacks, Qi Xiu felt a faint sense of loss. Is the buffet over just like that?
"What, didn’t catch anything today?"
Seeing Qi Xiu return listlessly, Daoist Qingya glanced up, his gaze about to shift away. But then he spotted a thread of pure gold light, invisible to ordinary people, slowly erging from within Qi Xiu. Although this golden light was extrely faint, it was subtly coalescing into a barely perceptible circular halo floating behind Qi Xiu’s head.
"What is it?" Qi Xiu couldn’t help but ask, noticing the peculiar look in Daoist Qingya’s eyes.
"Nothing much, just thought you look unusually dashing today," Daoist Qingya said, chuckling evasively as he lowered his head, a strange glint in his eyes.
This doesn’t make sense. How could rely eliminating an insect plague cause this to form? Could it be... he already had the foundation? This child is indeed sowhat different. Hmm, if he truly succeeds in that matter, he will definitely undergo a complete transformation, just like the direct disciples of the great sects, and achieve an unparalleled accomplishnt!
"Oh." Seeing Daoist Qingya said no more, Qi Xiu responded lightly and entered the house, his expression unchanged.
But the mont he casually shut the door, his eyes took on a strange light. With a thought, the proficiency panel appeared.
[????]
On the panel, a box ford by a row of question marks appeared strangely, filled with mystery and the unknown.
And the sudden appearance of this question mark box coincided almost perfectly with the mont Daoist Qingya had looked at him!
What exactly is this? Judging by Daoist Qingya’s reaction, he seems to have noticed this change in , but he didn’t tell outright. Could it be... is this the so-called... opportunity?
The roaring waterfall cascaded from high above, creating countless fine white water droplets that glistened under the sunlight. The mist enveloped the entire area, dampening the surrounding rocks and grass.
At the edge of the waterfall was a large, flat, and solid rock, shaped like a rectangular marble table.
And at this mont, before this stone table, several won clad in light gauze were seated. Their figures were graceful, appearing like ethereal fairies in the mist.
In the surrounding dense forest and wilderness, many figures patrolled, all of them, without exception, strikingly beautiful won. However, their expressions were cold and their eyes filled with malice. They were clearly not ordinary, gentle won.
"The insect disaster has been thwarted," the Saintess of Chiling, seated at the head of the stone table, said dispassionately. Her skin was as fair as jade, and a golden mark adorned her brow.
"The entire insect disaster resulted in only a few thousand casualties in Qingliu County, a far cry from our estimate of two-thirds of the commoners dying. And we lost nearly ten thousand jars of Myriad Nurturing Holy Water! Jiufang, you shall bear full responsibility for this."
The woman called Jiufang by the Saintess of Chiling fidgeted with the corner of her robe and nodded silently.
But she also couldn’t understand who could have thwarted her insect disaster technique. Could there really be such a powerful expert in Qingliu County?
"Our plan to use the insect disaster to tie up and wear down Qingliu County’s garrison has failed. I have decided to proceed according to our previous drills: deploy our forces and attack the city directly. The longer we delay, the more Li Jiufang’s injuries will heal. If he is allowed to fully recover, our chances of complete victory are not assured. Do you have any other thoughts?" The Saintess of Chiling’s inquiring gaze slowly swept over the young won before her.
"We shall follow the Saintess’s arrangents."
Knowing full well how terrifying the outwardly beautiful and serene Saintess could be when angered, none of the core mbers of the Golden Flower Maternal Sect dared to voice any dissent, nodding in agreent.
"Very well. Arrange the troops to deploy the formation imdiately. Tomorrow, upon my command! Attack the city!"
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