In the Spiritual Soil, the nine-leaf dark yang fruit had already grown its eighth leaf.
This greatly surprised Yang Che.
When he accidentally entered that Immortal Cultivator's Immortal Cave, this nine-leaf dark yang fruit only had seven complete leaves and seven ink-black fruits.
But soon, he understood.
The eighth and ninth leaves and the eighth and ninth fruits must have been absorbed by the 'Primordial Spirit' residing within this Immortal Medicine.
It had been three or four years since he came to Wulong Valley, and Yang Che was no longer the 'rookie' who knew nothing.
He had long since realized that what he initially thought was a 'flower demon' was merely a Cultivator's 'Primordial Spirit'.
And that Cultivator asking him to Cultivate to the first level of Qi Refinement was only to Possess him.
But who knew that the Possession failed, and instead, it led Yang Che to truly embark on the path of Cultivation.
As for whether that Primordial Spirit was the original owner of the Immortal Cave, Yang Che had no way of knowing.
"At this rate, in about another year, the first fruit of the nine-leaf dark yang fruit should ripen."
Spiritual Soil truly lives up to its reputation as a rare Heaven and Earth Spiritual Object; without Spiritual Soil, this nine-leaf dark yang fruit would never ripen so quickly.
Yang Che happily returned to the front yard, stripped naked, and got into the large wooden tub to begin his 'Medicinal Bath'.
Ever since he obtained a large quantity of medicinal herbs, Yang Che had begun to prepare medicinal liquid according to the methods described in the "Heaven and Earth Chaos Art" to soak his body, then Cultivate and absorb it, continuing to refine his muscles and bones.
Over the past two years, a considerable amount of medicinal herbs had naturally been consumed, but Yang Che increasingly felt that the strength of his Physical Body had reached an incredible level.
He once tried to draw a low-grade Magical Artifact, the Wandering Cloud Sword, across his arm and found that it left no wound.
Even more miraculously, the mysterious power hidden within his muscles and bones was growing stronger.
Previously, Yang Che could only vaguely sense this power, but now he could sense its presence very clearly.
Now, Yang Che, relying solely on this mysterious power, could directly smash a giant rock with a single punch.
At this moment, Yang Che was soaking in the medicinal soup, holding the ancient scroll of the "Heaven and Earth Chaos Art" in his hand, his brow slightly furrowed.
He was already at the eighth level of Qi Refinement, but Yang Che still couldn't make sense of the content on the second and third pages.
He now understood the content of the first page very clearly: it was the Body Refining incantation and how to prepare good medicinal soup for absorption and Cultivation.
It even listed several 'Spirit Medicines' he had never heard of.
It said that if these Spirit Medicines were refined into Medicinal Pills or made into medicinal soup for absorption, the effect would be twice the result with half the effort.
However, Yang Che had never heard of these so-called 'Spirit Medicines', and he had even searched for them in the Sect's library, but still found nothing.
Over the past two years, he had refined many Eight Treasures Pills and Nourishing Yuan Pills.
The corresponding medicinal herbs had been used up, but he still had more than ten bottles of each of these two Medicinal Pills.
The quantity of Eight Treasures Pills was definitely enough for him to Cultivate to the ninth level of Qi Refinement.
But based on the current medicinal effects and the Alchemy Notes, after the ninth level of Qi Refinement, it was likely that these Eight Treasures Pills would not have much effect.
In addition, Yang Che also continued to research matters concerning Mutated Dual Immortal Roots over the past two years.
Ultimately, all indications pointed to the same conclusion.
That is, in the current Cultivation era, Mutated Dual Immortal Roots indeed held no hope for Foundation Establishment.
Moreover, Yang Che tried to find Cultivation Techniques and Spells of the dark and lightning attributes, only to unexpectedly discover that Cultivation Techniques and Spells of the dark attribute were almost nonexistent.
The few that did exist were incomplete and astonishingly expensive, completely beyond his current means.
Although lightning attribute Cultivation Techniques and Spells were also rare, they were not as outrageous as the dark attribute ones, but their prices were also very high, and Yang Che could only sigh in admiration.
Sighing softly, Yang Che put away the Chaos Art ancient scroll, then entered a state of full Cultivation...
"Who's there?"
Yang Che, in Cultivation, seemed to sense something and suddenly opened his eyes, simultaneously leaping out of the wooden tub and heading straight for the nursery in the backyard.
This backyard was connected to the mountain wall; if one didn't enter from mid-air or the front yard, there was essentially no path to reach here.
When Yang Che entered the backyard, he saw a large, pitch-black bird.
Its iron claws gleamed with a metallic luster, firmly gripping the rock wall, and its crimson eyes stared fixedly at the nursery.
Yang Che did not hesitate at all and directly threw Flying Fire Needles at the large bird.
The Flying Fire Needles, like black nails, transformed into a stream of light, instantly piercing through the large bird's head.
The large bird didn't even let out a cry before its corpse fell from the rock wall.
Yang Che lightly tapped the ground, flew forward to catch the large bird's corpse, and landed steadily in the courtyard.
He glanced at the nine-leaf dark yang fruit in the nursery and shook his head helplessly.
Such incidents had occurred many times in recent days.
It seemed that with the impending ripening of the nine-leaf dark yang fruit, more and more Spiritual Beasts and exotic beasts in the vicinity could no longer hold back and were eager to move.
A hint of worry flashed in Yang Che's eyes.
It wasn't that he hadn't thought of finding a way to conceal the peculiar fragrance of the nine-leaf dark yang fruit.
But after trying various methods, he vaguely deduced the problem.
That was the Spiritual Soil.
The nine-leaf dark yang fruit was planted in the Spiritual Soil, its growth rate increased, and with the first fruit about to ripen, this strange fragrance simply couldn't be hidden.
And when the nine-leaf dark yang fruit was originally growing in an ordinary medicinal field, although it would also emit a fragrance, it wasn't as exaggerated as it was now.
Furthermore, the Spiritual Soil could not be completely sealed, otherwise, it would lose its Stimulating effect, so Yang Che was also troubled and somewhat at a loss.
Yang Che dragged the large bird out, went to the stream, plucked its feathers, and washed it clean.
Then he set up a fire pit and enjoyed a good 'roasted bird feast'.
After a hearty meal, Yang Che sat cross-legged on the wooden bed in his bedroom, his brow furrowed in thought.
"It seems this is the only viable method."
After a long while, a helpless expression appeared on Yang Che's face.
This only method was a Formation Restriction.
If he could set up a concealing 'Formation Restriction' in the backyard, the problem could be solved.
However, as far as Yang Che knew, in the entire Wulong Valley, there were very few people who understood the Dao of Formations, apart from Old Ancestor Wulong.
The Sect did have 'Formation Restrictions' to learn, but those were simply not accessible to ordinary Disciples.
However, he had heard in several markets that if one had Formation Flags or Formation Plates, one could easily set up a Formation Restriction.
The problem Yang Che currently faced was that even if he had Formation Restrictions to learn, there simply wasn't enough time.
So the best method was to obtain Formation Flags or Formation Plates with concealing effects.
But just by thinking about it, he knew that such items would undoubtedly be very expensive.
Yang Che was increasingly convinced that money was paramount in this Cultivation World.
Of course, the main form of wealth in the Cultivation World was Spirit Stones.
Without Spirit Stones, it was truly impossible to move an inch.
Based on Yang Che's short few years of Cultivation experience, he had already concluded that this was an iron rule, an unshakeable iron rule.
"Still lacking money, ah."
Yang Che picked his teeth as he returned to Wangxi Residence, his mind filled with 'ways to make money'.
Soon after, his eyes suddenly lit up.