Chapter 975 - Chapter 975 Volume 6, Heavenly Skill Spirit Treasures, Chapter 972 Infant Nurturing Pill and Yin Zhi Horse
Chapter 975 - Chapter 975 Volume 6, Heavenly Skill Spirit Treasures, Chapter 972 Infant Nurturing Pill and Yin Zhi Horse
Chapter 975: Volume 6, Heavenly Skill Spirit Treasures, Chapter 972: Infant Nurturing Pill and Yin Zhi Horse Chapter 975: Volume 6, Heavenly Skill Spirit Treasures, Chapter 972: Infant Nurturing Pill and Yin Zhi Horse Ever since the large man arrived, no other cultivators had come in a short time, so the three of them went about their own business, with no one actively seeking to strike up a conversation with the others.
For nearly half a month, as the miasma had mostly dissipated, astonishing streaks of light finally appeared on the horizon.
Two surprising rainbows, connected at the edges, streaked straight towards the peak like a long ribbon.
After circling above the heads of the three, the streaks of light landed neatly in the space between them, revealing a man and a woman.
The man was the wealthy elder from the Nine Nether Sect, and the woman was a beautiful lady in black with slightly thick eyebrows but a face as cold as frost.
“Fellow Daoists, it’s an honor for Fu to have you all arrive as promised.
I had originally prepared for the possibility that not everyone would come, but it seems that won’t be necessary now,” said the wealthy elder with a broad smile, sweeping his gaze over Han Li and the others.
The beautiful lady in black, however, remained icy and silent.
“Although I’ve come this time, if the matter Brother Fu mentioned doesn’t interest me, I’ll immediately leave.
I am in a critical period of breaking through my bottleneck and don’t have time to waste on trivial matters,” the large man coldly chuckled before speaking bluntly.
“Fellow Daoist Yuan can rest assured!
You’ve already seen Han and Bai, aren’t you afraid that Fu might deceive you with empty words?
Before that, let me introduce everyone.
This is my junior apprentice sister, Chang Zhifang, an Inner Hall Elder of the Nine Nether Sect.
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Fellow Daoist Yuan, as our host, comes from the Poison Holy Gate in the Southern Border; we are indeed in much need of your assistance.
Fellow Daoist Han is an overseas loose cultivator with astoundingly powerful divine skills; Fellow Daoist Bai…” the wealthy elder pointed to Han Li and the others, introducing everyone in turn.
Upon hearing the wealthy elder describe Han Li’s divine skills as astonishing, both the large man and Bai Yaoyi cast a surprised glance at Han Li.
Han Li raised his eyebrows in surprise and then frowned:
“Fellow Daoist is overpraising me.
My cultivation is ordinary, where does this talk of ‘astonishing divine skills’ come from?” Han Li said calmly.
“Why the need for further concealment, Fellow Daoist?
Fu has heard that you not only destroyed Early Nascent Soul Elder Xiao in Jinjing but also, after an underground transaction, you vanquished the notorious Evil Fire Head in a single confrontation.
With such high cultivation, what else needs to be said?” the wealthy elder said meaningfully.
“Evil Fire Head was killed by Fellow Daoist Han?” The large man named Yuan changed his expression dramatically and suddenly turned his head to stare at Han Li.
Bai Yaoyi’s bright eyes also revealed a hint of astonishment.
Only the beautiful lady in black seemed to already know about this and remained indifferent.
“You might be mistaken, Brother Fu.
I killed an unruly early Nascent Soul cultivator in Jinjing, but that so-called Evil Fire Head wasn’t my doing; it was another cultivator’s work.
Do you really think I, a loose cultivator, have such heaven-defying abilities?” Han Li said with a bitter smile, somewhat helplessly.
“Another cultivator?
I did indeed hear that at the time, two cultivators with similar faces were confronting Evil Fire Head.
Could it really not have been you?” The wealthy elder’s expression inadvertently relaxed, but his tone seemed skeptical.
“Brother Fu really overestimates me.
If I had the power to instantly eliminate a mid Nascent Soul stage cultivator, why would I have needed to avoid those from the Yin Sifting Sect?
I would have just boldly left without anyone daring to stop me,” Han Li said, touching his chin lightly.
“You make a fair point.
However, although Elder Xiao wasn’t particularly skilled, he was exceedingly cunning and proficient in several escape techniques.
Being able to kill him is no simple feat.
By the way, about the cultivator who killed Evil Fire Head, do you happen to know him, Fellow Daoist Han?
Perhaps it was one of those great cultivators from overseas who remain unseen.
Tsk tsk, it’s the kind of cultivation that manages to be high in the later stages yet unnoticed, something that seems only possible overseas,” the wealthy elder speculated with fascination, seemingly very interested in the events of that day.
“I once heard that right after the Jingjing City Auction ended, not far from that underground transaction, there appeared a kind of devilish creature with two heads and four arms that devoured several Nascent Soul cultivators by itself.
They say that if not for a great cultivator who presided over the transaction and scared the creature away, all those cultivators might have perished.
Fellow Daoist Han, did you also experience this?” Yuan, the large man, suddenly asked.
“The cultivator who killed Evil Fire Head and I only have a passing relationship, nothing more.
As for that devilish creature, it must have happened after I had left.
I have no knowledge of it,” Han Li replied with a slight shake of his head, his expression unchanged.
“I see, that’s a pity.
Otherwise, if we could have involved that Daoist, perhaps our chances would have been even greater,” the wealthy elder chuckled dryly, seemingly disinterested in dwelling further on the subject.
However, Yuan, the large man, looked suspicious, his eyes turning like a cow’s.
Just then, Bai Yaoyi also opened her mouth slightly to speak:
“Fellow Daoist Fu, since you have called us here several years ago, shouldn’t you give us some details?
If I hadn’t owed you a small favor from years back, I wouldn’t have traveled this far.”
“Of course, that is only right.
But this matter is no small affair.
We should set up some restrictive formations before discussing it further with everyone,” the wealthy elder readily agreed.
He then flicked his ten fingers into the surrounding space, and in the next moment, over a dozen gloomy green lights shot out.
“Bang, bang,” several muffled sounds rang out as the ghostly fires exploded one by one, transforming into clusters of green mist that vanished in the blink of an eye.
Han Li’s divine sense swept around him and indeed detected faint fluctuations of a restrictive formation nearby.
Although he didn’t know the nature of this restriction, the ease with which the other party had deployed it sent a chill through his heart, and he couldn’t help but regard the senior with the Fu surname more highly.
It wasn’t just Han Li; both Bai Yaoyi and the large man also scanned the restriction with their spiritual senses.
Seeing the elder’s solemn attitude, they couldn’t help but feel a tinge of interest arise in their hearts.
“This matter, in fact, I began planning it as early as thirty years ago.
Now the time is truly ripe.
Therefore, I have invited a few daoist friends to join me in this endeavor.
I wonder if you have ever heard of the Infant Nurturing Pill, an ancient and mysterious medicinal pill?” The elder with the Fu surname took a deep breath before speaking earnestly.
“Infant Nurturing Pill?” Both Bai Yaoyi and the large man were utterly puzzled as neither had any recollection of this medicinal pill.
However, Han Li’s expression changed upon hearing this, and his face took on a contemplative look, as if he had recalled something.
“How about it, Han Li, do you know of this pill?” The large man, seeing Han Li’s expression, couldn’t help but ask.
“Mhm, I indeed know a bit, but not much.
This Infant Nurturing Pill seems to be the signature Spiritual Medicine of an ancient sect from the times of antiquity.
It’s said that consuming this pill greatly benefits the Nascent Soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator, making breakthroughs in cultivation much easier.
For us at the Nascent Soul Stage, it could be described as a divine and immortal elixir.
It’s just that this sect’s legacy had already ended by the close of the savage times, and the formula for the pill had long been lost.
Nowadays in the realm of immortal cultivators, very few people know of this medicinal pill,” Han Li pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.
Had it not been for the fact that he was himself an Alchemy Grandmaster and had perused numerous ancient tomes, he likely would have never heard of this medicinal pill.
Upon hearing Han Li’s words, both Bai Yaoyi’s and the large man’s faces showed a flash of surprise, with the large man, in particular, eagerly pressing the old man for more information:
“Brother Fu, by bringing this up now, do you mean to say that you know the whereabouts of this pill?”
It must be known that once advancing to the Nascent Soul Stage, any technique or medicinal pill that could aid in overcoming a bottleneck was, even in ancient times, considered as precious as life itself by Nascent Soul cultivators.
And yet these things were incredibly scarce; those who owned them kept tight-lipped, not even revealing them to their closest kin.
Over the years, many of these treasures had been lost to time, and the few that remained were rendered unsuitable due to drastic shifts in the cultivation environment.
In the current realm of immortal cultivators, besides a few legendary heaven-defying treasures, Nascent Soul cultivators looking to overcome their bottlenecks could only rely on some cultivation-enhancing medicinal pills.
Hence, the large man couldn’t contain his excitement upon hearing about the effects of the Infant Nurturing Pill.
“Hehe, I didn’t expect Brother Han to truly know about this pill.
That’s quite a surprise to me.
Correct, this does indeed pertain to that pill.
Because more than a hundred years ago, I acquired the formula for the Infant Nurturing Pill,” the elder with the Fu surname said, a proud look appearing on his face.
“Brother Fu, do you really possess the formula for this pill?” The large man rubbed his hands together, his dark cheeks flushing with excitement, his eyes filled with ecstatic joy.
Upon hearing these words, both Bai Yaoyi and Han Li looked at each other and also couldn’t hide the delight on their faces.
“That’s right, I do have the formula, and I am also proficient in the art of alchemy.
As long as I have all the required materials, I will have no issue in concocting the Infant Nurturing Pill,” the elder with the Fu surname confirmed without hesitation.
“How so, Brother Fu?
From the sound of it, it seems that the materials are not easy to gather.
Are we here precisely for this reason?” Han Li’s eyebrows twitched as he asked intently.
“Brother Han really is extraordinarily astute.
If not for the lack of one key ingredient, I would have already concocted the Infant Nurturing Pill many years ago.
This time, I wish to enlist the help of the few esteemed daoists here to acquire this material.”
“With so much time passed, even you, Brother Fu, with your status as an elder of the Nine Nether Sect, haven’t been able to obtain this alchemy material, which suggests it really must be hard to find,” Bai Yaoyi said with a frown.
“It’s more than just hard to find.
I originally thought this material had long been extinct in the human world, regarding the Infant Nurturing Pill recipe as a useless relic.
But to my surprise, I once again found traces of this very material.
That’s what reignited my desire to concoct this pill,” the elder said with a wry smile.
“Come on, Brother Fu, stop beating around the bush.
Just tell us which material is required, and we’ll have a listen,” the large man with the Yuan surname pressed impatiently.
“We need the flesh and blood of a Yin Zhi Horse!” the elder stated plainly.
“Yin Zhi Horse?
Do we even have such Spiritual Objects in our human world?
Fellow Daoist, where did you discover it?” Han Li asked in surprise, narrowing his eyes.
Both Bai Yaoyi and the large man looked at each other, equally puzzled.
“Hehe, I also believed this Spiritual Object had long since disappeared from this realm.
However, thirty years ago, by pure chance, I stumbled upon traces of a Yin Zhi Horse, right here in the Southern Border,” the elder chuckled before his expression turned enigmatic.
(To be continued.
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