Lingqiu Mountain, lush forest, layers of mist.
In the mountain forest near the Lingqiu Mountain market town, Chu Weiyang sat upright on a high boulder.
The young man sat cross-legged, taking advantage of the terrain, and could vaguely see the dim lights of the Lingqiu Mountain market town through the mist.
Perhaps it was the time it was supposed to be.
Looking from afar, in some courtyards, it seemed that the fire was much stronger.
Upon careful listening, one could faintly hear the sound of heartbreaking cries.
No longer restraining, no longer enduring.
With a slight sigh, Chu Weiyang just sat there, holding a porcelain bottle in one hand, and holding the bottom of the bottle with the other hand, pouring out a handful of fragrant spirit medicine.
Then he put it in his mouth, chewing it like a candy bean, swallowing it regardless.
With each turn, pour, and swallow, Chu Weiyang's movements were mechanical and skilled.
In the blink of an eye, while the wind still carried the slow cries, Chu Weiyang had consumed a whole bottle of Hundred Herbs Breaking Calamity Pill.
Slightly shaking his shoulders, Chu Weiyang seemed to be feeling the warm flow circulating in his internal organs and meridians, and descending in the central meridian.
After a long time, the young man exhaled a long breath, and his pale face showed a hint of vitality.
As Martial Steward said, with almost complete preparation, it was not impossible to kill a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator.
But no matter what, one still had to give it their all.
Not to mention how precious the poisonous medicine paste used on the long sword was, just for the sword thrown by Martial Steward, to shake Yan Jianming's mind and emotions before taking action, Chu Weiyang not only let out two large bowls of blood for himself but also endured severe pain, refining some accumulated malevolent qi from his limbs and bones.
As for the final moment of life and death, it almost exhausted the last bit of strength in Chu Weiyang's ailing body.
Fortunately, practicing the "Five Organs Nourishing Qi Essence Technique" allowed the virtual energy to come quickly, and as long as one could keep up with the consumption, the replenishment would be rapid.
In place, Chu Weiyang shook the empty bottle in his hand, somewhat dissatisfied, and then put the porcelain bottle into his Qiankun bag.
"I should prepare early, put more effort into the 'Essence of the Ten Thousand Spirits Sovereign and Minister's Auxiliary Secret Extract' and those two alchemy formulas. Perhaps because I have been using the Hundred Herbs Breaking Calamity Pill as a meal recently, now that the precious medicine has entered the pill furnace, the refining of elemental qi is still normal, but the medicinal power extracted from it is decreasing day by day. Probably only half of what it was at the beginning!"
Chu Weiyang sighed like this, and the response to him was still the Martial Steward panting heavily.
Different from Chu Weiyang, who had the "Five Organs Nourishing Qi Essence Technique" to make up for it, after leaving the place where he had fought with Yan Jianming, Martial Steward seemed to have relieved some tension in his heart, and in just a short time, he began to feel very tired.
First, it was difficult for him to even lean on the edge of the basket, then he started panting heavily, and finally, when he looked up, his forehead was covered with layers of cold sweat that couldn't be wiped off with his sleeve.
At this moment, Martial Steward relied on the outer wall of the basket, supporting himself with his hands on a huge rock, greedily breathing the clear air in the forest.
After a long time, Martial Steward finally caught his breath, his face still pale but no longer sweating.
"It's not working, it's really not working! It's just one sword, just a sword that boosts mental and spiritual energy to its fullest..."
"It's really not working..."
After saying this, Martial Steward turned his head towards Chu Weiyang.
"The methods of the Pan King Sect, as well as the matters of alchemy and poison, I still can't quite grasp."
"I just think that in cultivation, one must consider various aspects. Now that you have more than one method of refining malevolent qi, there's no need to be too entangled in the changes of a certain path, wasting mental energy..."
"Since you have cultivated the demonic path methods, perhaps following the ruthless and tyrannical mindset of a demonic cultivator is the right way! Rushing all the way to the peak of Foundation Establishment, regardless of whether you refine elemental qi or medicinal power, it can teach you to open the door to transcendence, which is the right path!"
"At this moment, in the vast forest and the land of Yushui River, no one can escape the situation."
"Now, gaining a bit more cultivation, perhaps when the calamity comes, there will be a bit more chance of survival."
"As for other matters... it's not the time to think about that."
"But when you manage to escape, on the road, you should consider this aspect, whether you find new alchemy formulas or different kinds of precious pills, they are all good."
"I don't know about other things, but it is said that when people cultivate this technique at the Hundred Flowers Tower, they prepare ten or so types of pills from the beginning, taking them mixed together. It is said that this kind of combination can produce a unique fragrance, and it doesn't deplete the medicinal power so quickly. When there are any noticeable changes, they just keep replacing the pills..."
At this point, Martial Steward's gaze towards Chu Weiyang became more intense.
"You, knowing the Pan King Sect's heritage, but not knowing..."
Martial Steward hesitated in his words, smiling and shaking his head.
Naturally, Chu Weiyang understood the implied meaning of Martial Steward's words, simply saying that he was more like an unofficial disciple of the Qianyuan Sword Sect and a reputable cultivator of the Hundred Flowers Tower.
So Chu Weiyang waved his hand with a smile.
"To be honest, I don't have a biased view towards any sect."
"On the path of life and death struggles, perhaps it is by learning from various sects that one can truly find a way to survive."
As he spoke, Chu Weiyang pulled out a blood-stained Qiankun bag from his waist.
With a flick of his wrist, Chu Weiyang extravagantly took out the Dragon and Tiger Return to Origin Pill and held it in his hand.
With his other hand, he pulled out a clean and neat Daoist scripture from the Qiankun bag.
On the cover of the Daoist scripture were several ancient seal characters—
"Secret Extract of the Danxia Old Mother's Heart-Eating and Life-Calling Spell"
Chu Weiyang understood that at this moment, he needed more than just Yan Jianming alone to ensure his survival.
He needed more, from various levels, he needed more!
And this Qiankun bag taken from Yan Jianming was like a refreshing rain in a long drought, a spring in the desert!
So, Chu Weiyang handed over the pill with one hand and flipped through the pages of the Daoist scripture with the other.
In the nearby market town, the cries gradually subsided, the thick mist thinned out, and the eastern horizon was faintly turning white.
It was the moment of sunrise.
And it was at this moment that Chu Weiyang was about to put the pill he was pinching between his fingertips into his mouth when suddenly, the young man's movements abruptly stopped.
The Daoist scripture scattered on his knees, Chu Weiyang's hand pressed firmly on his chest, above the Vermilion Palace Heart Chamber.
Perhaps the essence of the "Five Organs Nourishing Qi Essence Technique" was originally in the five internal organs and meridians, with a mouthful of heart fire turning into a stove in the heart chamber alchemy furnace supported by the stomach pouch on the five internal organs and meridians.
Perhaps the essence of the "Great Sun Pure Yang Fishing for Toad Technique" was also in the Vermilion Palace Heart Chamber, in the mixing of poison and malevolent qi to refine the heart fire.
At this moment, within the inner circulation, there was a kind of harmonious change emerging.
Like a blessing to the soul, with courage coming from somewhere unknown, Chu Weiyang drew a long sword from behind with his other hand, and the hand holding the pill directly pressed it on the spine of the sword.
Tilting his head back, he put it in his mouth.
As if swallowing a chili pepper, swallowing a burst of fireworks!
Immediately after, Chu Weiyang guided the Dragon and Tiger to meet, and pressed the precious pill into the alchemy furnace.
At the same time, with his tongue against the palate, his mind focused, visualizing the "Azure Dragon Fishing for Toad Dao Diagram."
Just a moment later, Chu Weiyang opened his eyes in surprise.
The bright eyes of the young man reflected the morning glow, and in that instant, it seemed like a flash of jade-colored fire passed by.
Chu Weiyang sat upright on the giant rock, bathed in the morning glow, clapping his hands and laughing heartily.
"Excellent! Great excellence!"
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