Years later.
Fang Xing, dressed in a yellow hemp robe, looked relaxed as he sat in front of the Ten Thousand Transformation Cauldron.
Although there was another Magic Treasure Pill Furnace in the alchemy room, he hardly noticed it, having cast it aside long ago, preparing to sell it when the opportunity arose.
At that mont, the Ten Thousand Transformation Cauldron roared and swung open.
Clouds of five-colored mist rose, forming shapes of Ganoderma.
On each of the five-colored Ganoderma, there were granules of Elixirs emitting a rich fragrance.
Fang Xing cast a spell to gather the pills, catching several ’Ganoderma Pills’ in his hand, totaling seven, although three of them bore a ring of pitch-black poison.
"One furnace, ten ingredients, four good quality, three inferior, three wasted..."
"This result, amongst Third Rank Alchemists, seems quite decent... At least, Mu Wanlong’s mastery in ’Ganoderma Pills’ is far inferior to mine."
Fang Xing smiled slightly.
Of course, he could also use the mysterious powers of the Ten Thousand Transformation Cauldron to elevate the four good-quality pills to the level of Supre-grade Elixirs.
The three inferior ones could be salvaged and turned into good-quality pills, and even if he did not use them himself, selling them would yield a considerable amount of resources.
Back then, Mu Wanlong, a Third Rank Alchemist himself, had earned a vast amount of resources for the Mu Family, even cultivating several Jiedan Cultivators.
Although so of the family’s heritage was consud, it was clear how profitable an alchemist could be in earning Spirit Stones!
"It’s still the Ten Thousand Transformation Cauldron that’s powerful, greatly aiding the improvent of my alchemy skills... Besides, I possess Nascent Soul Power and Divine Sense... Reverting to practicing Third Rank techniques from a higher perspective also has its perks..."
The Ten Thousand Transformation Cauldron, gifted by Master Wanfa, had enabled him to cultivate from an inferior Spirit Root all the way to Perfect Core Formation, even hoping for Nascent Soul—wasn’t that incredible?
Although it was uncertain whether it could purify Fourth Rank Spirit Pills, even just its current performance was like adding wings to a tiger for Fang Xing.
"After all... I am not so unlucky fellow like Wanfa. I am even better than those with Heavenly Spirit Roots..."
He stood up and walked into the cultivation chamber.
He casually took out a Cold Jade Bottle, sared the "Ten-thousand-year-old Stone Milk" it contained over his body, and swallowed a Supre ’Ganoderma Pill’ made earlier, then started practicing in silence.
Thanks to such terrifying resource enhancent and his own talent, Fang Xing’s cultivation progress had been extraordinarily rapid over these years.
It felt like it won’t be long before he could reach the peak of Early Stage of Core Formation and attempt to break through to the Core Formation Middle Stage.
"This pace, even the Righteous and Demonic Ten would cry if they saw it..."
Fang Xing imrsed himself in cultivation, already forgetting how ti was flying by in the outside world.
...
Baihua Mountain.
In the shrine.
Mu Wanlu, dressed in a luxuriously golden Magic Robe, stood with his hands behind his back, silently staring at a Soul Lamp.
That was Family Head Mu Wanlong’s.
Although Mu Wanlong had instructed him to temporarily assu the position, unless it beca official, he was still just a substitute.
"Family Head, well, that Mu Wanlong has been in seclusion for many years, and yet the Soul Lamp still flickers dimly... I fear the situation isn’t good..."
Mu Wanqing stood behind Mu Wanlu, his voice heavy.
"What else do you expect? The man has handed over his power and stopped dealing with affairs, only silently refining pills and healing in the Cave Mansion..."
Mu Wanlu turned around, calmly gazing at Mu Wanqing, "Do you think I can’t even wait for these few years?"
"My brother, that’s not what I an. It’s just been tough for our Mu Family over these years..."
Mu Wanqing poured out his woes, "Mu Wanlong ssed things up and then just secluded himself... Now we’re really about to lose the Xiao Yuan Mountain veins, our family’s biggest external source of inco... Such a big issue, we should really call the real head out to discuss it properly..."
Mu Wanlu glanced at Mu Wanqing, not saying a word.
The Family Head lineage had originally been powerful with many interests, but when Mu Qinglan fell and Mu Wanlong was severely injured, their influence was constantly eroded by these Elders.
Still, as long as Mu Wanlong was alive, it felt sowhat improper and awkward.
Moreover... Over the years, Mu Wanlong hadn’t produced any pills, instead constantly urging the family to supply Spirit Grass, although mostly it was just basic materials, it wasn’t a good signal either.
’Why can’t we just wait quietly? Why create a rift? After all, we are one big family, if we can’t even maintain appearances, if the family declines and hearts are divided, it will surely start from now...’
Mu Wanlu saw things very clearly, but that was where human tragedy lay.
Even if he saw clearly, his spouse and his relatives, for the sake of their interests, would still force him into decisions he didn’t wish to make.
"Forget it... I’m out of this."
He shook his head and left the shrine.
"Hehe... Wanlu brother, you’re just too concerned about saving face."
Mu Wanqing narrowed his eyes, "Now in the Mu Wanlong lineage, the highest in cultivation is the Guest Elder ’Gua Banxian’, at the Early Stage of Core Formation, a Third Rank diviner... Humph, this person is already secretly preparing to leave our Mu Family, it’s ti to settle this properly."
Gua Banxian’s strength lay in divinations and fortune-telling, and even because he practiced divination, he aged prematurely and his combat ability was average; Mu Wanqing could easily take him down.
More importantly, this person belonged to Mu Wanlong’s lineage, and now with the idea of leaving the Mu Family, it was naturally ti to accuse and strike at Mu Wanlong!
Or rather, the latter target was a bit more important.
...
Several days later.
Fang Xing was leisurely inspecting his Cave Mansion and incidentally receiving a batch of basic dicinal materials.
Suddenly, a Sound Transmission Talisman flew in.
He pinched the talisman, frowning slightly, "Can’t we be done with this? I’ve already stepped back this far, what more do they want?"
Although the Sound Transmission Talisman only ntioned that Gua Banxian’s action of leaving the Mu Family had been discovered and sought his decision...
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