Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Two
Two hours later.
Long Xiaoshan finally released her.
Feeling the lively circulation of True Qi within his body, as if reaching a new level, Long Xiaoshan felt completely satisfied.
After having lunch with his parents at noon.
Long Xiaoshan sat in his office, holding a black token that he had obtained from the robed Elder Chang and examined it with a slight frown on his brow.
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But that wasn't what he focused on.
What he was concerned about was that on one side of the black token, the ancient characters for "Steward" were inscribed.
On the back were the three characters "Ma Yunlong."
This robed elder's na must be Ma Yunlong.
And his identity, a Steward of the Black Scale Gate.
Thinking of Black Scale Gate's modus operandi, clouds of unease gathered in Long Xiaoshan's mind. Although he had destroyed all traces of the corpse, who knew what ans the people from Black Scale Gate might have to locate him.
After Elder Jia Laodao died last ti, didn't Ma Yunlong find him?
So he absolutely couldn't pin his hopes on Black Scale Gate not knowing that he killed Ma Yunlong.
Since this elder was a Steward of the Black Scale Gate.
Black Scale Gate would definitely not allow his death to be unaccounted for.
If they found out Old Taoist Ma died by his hands, not only would he be in danger, but his family would beco endangered as well.
From the actions of several Elders, he could tell that these cultivators completely disregarded the law.
Otherwise, they wouldn't even dare to kidnap and kill a village chief.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Long Xiaoshan was a superhuman existence, but the battle with Old Taoist Ma made him realize that his strength was not impressive in the eyes of a true cultivator.
If it hadn't been for the Yin Yuan Pill, he would have died this ti.
However, it was reassuring that he now had the substantial support of the Ghost General.
So he didn't need to fear Black Scale Gate so much.
Nevertheless, enhancing his own strength was imperative.
Relying only on normal cultivation, his progress was far too slow; at this mont, Long Xiaoshan thought of elixir pills.
In the Longevity dical Canon left to him by Elder Chang, there indeed was a pill formula that complented the cultivation of Longevity Art, called the Qi Nurturing Pill, which was divided into the Lesser Qi Nurturing Pill and the Greater Qi Nurturing Pill.
According to the dical canon, the Qi Nurturing Pill is a powerful elixir that complents cultivation.
Even the Lesser Qi Nurturing Pill could easily enhance any level below the Third Layer of Qi-Refining of the Longevity Art.
The effects were astonishing.
Long Xiaoshan had cultivated in prison for two years and then for several more months after coming out, only to have just recently successfully drawn Qi into his body, which was considered the Qi-Refining First Layer.
And a Lesser Qi Nurturing Pill could allow him to advance to the next level.
If this wasn't a Divine Pill, what was?
But why did Long Xiaoshan only think of crafting Qi Nurturing Pills now?
It was not that he didn't want to craft them, nor was he content with his strength.
But to craft them, let alone the Greater Qi Nurturing Pill, even for the Lesser Qi Nurturing Pill, one needed pure Hundred-Year-Old dicine.
Hundred-Year-Old dicine.
This was no longer rare.
It was almost impossible to buy on the market.
With such advanced technology now, anyone could access deep forests and old woods; Hundred-Year-Old dicine had been excavated for many years, so where could it still be found? Unless it was so forbidden land, it was almost impossible to find.
Moreover, even if Hundred-Year-Old dicine really existed.
It would have been monopolized by powerful forces, or only appear at auctions.
Such dicinal materials, costing tens of millions at least, who among the common people could afford them?
Long Xiaoshan had indeed thought about crafting it.
He had even inquired with Shangguan Baihe about it.
But once he heard the price, he gave it up.
That price, not to ntion whether he could afford it, even if he could, he was not about to spend tens of millions to purchase dicine now.
If cultivation was slow, then let it be slow; with his strength, there weren't many who could threaten him in the secular world. Besides, he was staying in Xiaoshan Village, not provoking or offending anyone.
But with the ergence of Black Scale Gate.
A sense of crisis surged in his heart.
Sotis, even sitting at ho was not safe.
Calamity could co out of the blue, so he had to be vigilant.
He had to expedite his progress in becoming stronger.
In prison, Long Xiaoshan had learned one principle: all power is illusory, only his own strength is real. No matter how many sches and calculations others had, with one stroke of his sword, he could cut through them all.
"I can't afford Hundred-Year-Old dicine for now,"
"but that doesn't an there's nothing I can do."
"I have the Jade Purifying Bottle, and if it can stimulate the growth of vegetables, fish, and shrimp, can it not do the sa for dicinal herbs?"
"Aren't dicinal herbs plants too?"
Long Xiaoshan's eyes lit up at the thought of his greatest reliance, the mysterious Jade Purifying Bottle. Without hesitation, he imdiately picked up the phone and called Shangguan Baihe.
"Oh, my President Long, you are truly a rare sight, actually taking the initiative to call ," Shangguan Baihe giggled on the other end.
Even though it was just a phone call, Long Xiaoshan could imagine the other party's enchanting and flirtatious deanor.
This Demon Fairy.
Long Xiaoshan inwardly cursed, and said with a chuckle, "Sister Shangguan, I need your help with sothing."
"I knew it, you don't make a move without a purpose, you would not think of Sister Shangguan for no reason," Shangguan Baihe spoke in a grumbling tone typical of an aggrieved woman.
"Ahem..."
Long Xiaoshan gave a cough, not wishing to engage in flirtatious banter with Shangguan Baihe. He acted like an experienced driver in front of Chun Tao, but that depended on the type of vehicle. If Chun Tao was a toy car, then Shangguan Baihe was like a train.
He did not wish to play with fire.
"Sister Shangguan, I'd like to buy so dicinal materials; do you have any connections?" Long Xiaoshan cut straight to the chase.
"Buy dicinal materials?" Shangguan Baihe said, "Of course, the largest dicinal materials business in the city is Bai Family, and I just happen to be very familiar with the chairman of Bai's dicinal Materials."
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