Chapter 240
The most important task now is to find the Xuan Shui Ling Gen and gather the five elemental spirits for the vessel.
Next is to locate an immortal-grade elixir; at the very least, a top-grade Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan (a type of elixir used for healing and enhancement) to elevate the vessel's dantian as much as possible.
If there’s no immortal-grade Bu Tian Dan, then I’ll have to make do with the best and top-grade ones to pile up the quantity—after all, a quantitative change will eventually lead to a qualitative one. The plan to forge the vessel was supposed to proceed smoothly, but the immortal-grade Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan was inexplicably stolen, and it’s nearly impossible to find another one in this world. I can only resort to a backup plan.
The old ancestor of the Sword Pavilion has become less significant.
Just a jumping clown.
Once I successfully seize the body, I can deal with him later.
A cold glint flashed in the eyes of Real Person Yu Yao as she cast a sidelong glance at the disciple from the Yao Pool. “Go, bring me the Dan Yun.”
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“I told you, I’ve done my best!”
“The Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan is already difficult to refine. If ten furnaces yield one successful batch, that’s considered lucky. If one batch of ten elixirs produces two, it’s a blessing from the gods. If you want a mortal-grade Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan, I can still refine that for you. But if you want an immortal-grade one, you might as well kill me now!”
Real Person Yu Yao looked at the disheveled woman before her, whose words and actions were erratic, and a cold smile curled at the corners of her mouth.
“Dan Yun, don’t think for a second that I don’t know your mistakes in alchemy were intentional. It’s just that my need for the Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan wasn’t urgent before, so I turned a blind eye… How many materials have you wasted over the years? Do you want me to calculate it for you?”
Dan Yun chuckled, saying nothing, only pointing at Yu Yao’s face.
“Old hag Yu Yao, why are you trying to imitate me with that head of white hair? Could it be that your lifespan is running out, making you desperate?”
“Ha! One must accept aging. Stop taking those beauty pills; it’s pointless. When you die, you’ll just be a pile of rotting flesh!”
Dan Yun’s words were sharp as knives, but Real Person Yu Yao remained unfazed.
The humiliation of these words paled in comparison to the damage caused by the theft of the sacred ground.
She wasn’t afraid of being cursed through the ages; she feared not becoming an immortal, for there would eventually come a time when her lifespan would fade.
“Dan Yun, I’ve found your daughter, Dan Bai.”
With just that one sentence, Dan Yun’s expression changed.
The smile vanished from her face, and two cold stars suddenly burst forth from her dim eyes, but she pointed at Real Person Yu Yao and sneered, “After all these years, you couldn’t find the hidden formation I set up, and now you suddenly have? Save your breath for the children!”
“It’s not that I found your formation; it’s that your daughter came out on her own.” Real Person Yu Yao fixed her gaze on Dan Yun’s increasingly pale face, her heart filled with delight. “Your daughter is deep within the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, and for some reason, she has come out.
If she hadn’t come out, with your level of formation mastery, I would never have found her before entering the third tribulation.
But now…”
With a casual wave of her hand, a sharp vine shot through Dan Yun’s forehead, drawing a drop of blood that fell perfectly into the formation plate held by the disciple from the Yao Pool.
The golden sand beneath the formation began to shift, gradually outlining the general terrain of the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, with Dan Yun’s blood sinking within, congealing and refusing to disperse.
“I have been watching the heavenly secrets day and night for this moment!”
Real Person Yu Yao reveled in the despair and hysteria reflected in Dan Yun’s eyes, a victorious smile gracing her lips.
“What do you want? If you have something to say, come at me! My daughter knows nothing!” Dan Yun struggled fiercely, her hoarse voice escaping through clenched teeth, like a dying beast.
“Perhaps your daughter knows nothing.” Real Person Yu Yao gently caressed a corner of the formation plate, her smile devoid of warmth. “I have no ill will towards your daughter; I merely wish for her to visit the Yao Pool Sacred Ground. As for you, Dan Yun, you will refine at least a top-grade Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan for me.”
She suddenly leaned closer to Dan Yun’s twisted face, her words deliberate and clear: “One month. I’ll give you one month.”
“If you succeed, your daughter lives.”
“If you fail, your daughter… dies!”
With that, Real Person Yu Yao turned her back, not even glancing at the cursing Dan Yun, and waved her hand to have her dragged away and kept in confinement.
Years ago, capturing Dan Yun was to ensure she would refine the Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan.
The Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan is meaningless without the recipe; it requires a special physique and unique techniques.
Dan Yun had been deliberately making mistakes, hoping to delay the plans of the Yao Pool Sacred Ground.
Over the decades, she had only managed to refine 32 Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dans, of which only one was of medium quality, while the rest were all mortal-grade.
If it hadn’t been for a sudden whim that led her to examine Dan Yun’s body,
and discovering the potency of a top-grade Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan in her blood, she might have remained in the dark about this old fox forever.
Dan Yun was not incapable of producing higher-quality Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dans.
Her alchemical skills and talent were evident, and with the best materials sourced by the Yao Pool, even deliberate mistakes had a chance of yielding top-grade elixirs. Yet, whenever a top-grade elixir was produced, this old fox would consume it herself, refusing to admit it when caught.
It was only the possibility of body snatching that might have led to some memory loss.
Otherwise, she would have long since had an elder seize Dan Yun’s body to obtain all her memories.
“Yu Ling, Yu Quan.”
“Here!” Two figures emerged from the blooming flowers, standing behind Real Person Yu Yao.
“You two, one at the fifth level of Dong Xu, the other at the sixth, can be said to walk with swagger in the Cang Yun Realm. Now go and bring back that little beast, Dan Bai. Any questions?” Real Person Yu Yao handed the formation plate, now containing Dan Yun’s blood, to Yu Ling.
“Real Person, you jest. We couldn’t find Dan Bai before because she hadn’t come out. Now that this little beast is running around, capturing her should be a piece of cake.” Yu Ling’s seemingly kind face revealed a sinister smile.
“Don’t let your guard down. If you encounter those old monsters from the Zhen Wu Sacred Ground, you’ll still be in danger.”
Elders Yu Ling and Yu Quan bowed in response.
Even a dead camel is bigger than a horse; before completely severing ties with the Zhen Wu Sacred Ground, the elders of the Dong Xu realm from Zhen Wu were indeed a threat.
“Go.” Yu Yao turned, her silhouette fading into the shadows, her indifferent voice lingering:
“If we can force Dan Yun to refine the Hun Yuan Bu Tian Dan for us…
You will also gain a better dantian in the future, and when the time comes to ascend the immortal path, opportunities may arise!”
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Chapter 258: Setting the Formation
“Have you heard? The Cang Yun Realm is undergoing a major upheaval!”
“What happened?”
“Didn’t you attend the Central Continent Secret Realm? Oh, now the Zhen Wu Sacred Ground is in big trouble! Due to a mistake, many sects in the small secret realm lost their elite disciples, and the other two sacred grounds suffered heavy losses as well. Real Person Zhang died in battle, and now the Zhen Wu Sacred Ground is facing huge compensation claims, overwhelmed with problems. The Sword Pavilion even had an ancestor who sheltered demonic cultivators… sigh, what a tumultuous time.”
“Quick, tell me more! I overslept and forgot to attend the Central Continent Secret Realm, what a disaster…”
In the taverns of the mortal realm, cultivators occasionally appeared.
Especially in the mortal cities close to cultivation sects, one could often see a few loose cultivators. Compared to being an ant in the cultivation world, these loose cultivators, with only Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment skills, could act like lords in the mortal realm.
Some aimless loose cultivators were quite content with this.
Since they couldn’t extend their lifespans through cultivation, they might as well enjoy life. Marry a few beautiful wives, take some beauty pills—what could be better?
“Uncle Zhang is dead?”
In a corner of the Drunken Immortal Tower, Dan Bai’s expression turned grave.
At this moment, she was disguised as a man, dressed like a scholar, with a bamboo basket on her back containing her most cherished mountain sparrow.
Zhang Yi Bai, a Real Person from the Zhen Wu Sacred Ground, was like a half-master to her. When she was younger, he had bestowed upon her a strand of sword intent for her to comprehend.
But her interests lay not in the sword path.
In the end, she followed her mother to learn alchemy.
Thus, she missed a chance to bond with Zhang Yi Bai.
Even without studying under him, she knew Zhang Yi Bai was a good person—not like those wolves in sheep’s clothing from the Yao Pool Sacred Ground and the Fen Jing Sacred Ground.
But in this world, the cultivation sects had been brainwashed by public opinion, believing that the sacred grounds represented absolute justice, the most perfect feng shui in the Cang Yun Realm.
Anyone who dared to speak ill would be mercilessly scolded, even suspected of being a demonic cultivator trying to tarnish the sacred ground’s reputation.
So when her mother was captured, Dan Bai lay low for years, still afraid to seek justice, because no one would believe her.
Even the people from the Zhen Wu Sacred Ground wouldn’t believe her.
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