“Senior Kumu isn’t chasing you away!”
At the front of the valley, Wang Dun accompanied He Pingsheng, comforting him as they walked. He said, “It’s because your primary Spiritual Root is fire-attributed, and you’re simply not needed here normally!”
“Don’t worry, Senior Kumu plants lieyang flowers every year!”
“If Disciples are still needed for care next year, I’ll definitely choose you to come over!”
He Pingsheng smiled and said, “It’s fine… Oh, Senior Brother Wang, your Pill Furnace…”
He took out the palm-sized Pill Furnace.
Wang Dun’s face twitched slightly. He said, “Junior Brother… this thing is a Low Grade Magical Artifact, and I bought it for over fifty Spirit Stones back then!”
“I originally thought that since I also have Time, Fire, and Wood Spiritual Roots, I could practice Alchemy and perhaps become an amazing Alchemist in the future, which would make my path of cultivation much smoother!”
“Unfortunately, after a few attempts, I realized I’m simply not cut out for it!”
“Sigh… a waste of money!”
“You can keep this for now. When I have Spirit Stones later, I’ll come back to redeem it from you. A man of his word, I won’t break my promise!”
“Alas…” After speaking, Wang Dun sighed deeply again and said, “Actually, when I went to Matou Mountain last Time, I should have sold it, but I still held onto some hope, always feeling that I could become an Alchemist one day!”
“Forget it, forget it, no more talk!”
Seeing Wang Dun’s insistence, He Pingsheng nodded and said, “Alright then… This is our home address. You can just come find me in advance when the Time comes!”
He Pingsheng gave Wang Dun a slip of paper with the address of his home in the small town at the foot of the Outer Sect mountain.
After escorting him to the valley entrance, He Pingsheng bid farewell to Wang Dun and descended the mountain alone.
He returned to his small courtyard.
He Pingsheng closed his door, then took out all the items he had acquired recently to take stock.
First!
Two Spirit Refining Cultivation Techniques, one belonging to the Demonic Path and one to the Xuanmen Orthodox Dao.
Secondly, two paper cranes, each capable of flying twelve Times.
Finally, there was also a bottle of lieyang flower pollen.
Of course, there was also a Pill Furnace, but this item currently did not belong to He Pingsheng and could not be counted as his own.
It could only be said that it was temporarily stored with him.
The harvest this Time was considerable.
However, no matter how he looked at it, it did not achieve his cultivation goal.
After all, he had neither Spirit Stones nor Medicinal Pills.
“The fire-attributed energy of the lieyang flower pollen has mostly dissipated!” He Pingsheng took out the jade bottle, opened the lid, glanced inside, and pursed his lips: “I’m afraid in another ten days, this thing will be completely useless!”
The originally crimson pollen had already turned somewhat pale.
Sell it now?
With such poor quality, Fenghe Estate probably wouldn’t even buy it, would they?
Besides, he had just come down from the mountain. If he rushed to Matou Mountain in a hurry, that fellow Kumu might become suspicious.
What if he’s watching me?
Forget it!
Can’t take the risk.
He Pingsheng stared at the pollen in his hand, feeling that this item should still be salvageable!
“Come on!”
He Pingsheng took out his gathering treasure basin, opened the bottle, and poured the entire bottle of pollen into the gathering treasure basin.
Next was waiting.
While waiting, He Pingsheng couldn’t stay idle!
Although he couldn’t cultivate the Li Fire True Method, he could refine his Spirit!
Continue!
Early the next morning!
He Pingsheng pulled the gathering treasure basin out from under the bed.
The pale powder had now completely changed color.
Purple!
Hiss, hiss, hiss…
“This is… High Grade?” He Pingsheng was stunned.
Because he had heard Wang Dun say before that the quality of this lieyang flower was divided into four types: Low Grade was crimson, Medium Grade was yellow, High Grade was gold, and Supreme Grade was purple.
He Pingsheng had originally only wanted to restore the quality of this item, but unexpectedly, he accidentally raised the quality to the very top.
Supreme Grade!
But…
Looking at the contents of the basin, He Pingsheng was troubled again.
If this item were taken to Fenghe Estate or elsewhere, it would certainly cause a sensation. Not to mention whether he would be directly taken away and sliced for study, if this matter reached Kumu’s ears, He Pingsheng would have no way to explain or account for it.
His face was bitter: “Wouldn’t it be better if it was Medium Grade?”
“Forget it… I’ll put it away for now!”
He Pingsheng put the pollen away again.
Originally, only one bottle was poured in, but now it filled two bottles.
Since it’s useless anyway, he’ll put it away for now.
For the following period, He Pingsheng continued to refine his Spirit.
One day, two days, three days!
In the blink of an eye, another four months had passed.
For four months, he did nothing but cultivate the Xuanmen Jingxin True Technique.
His Divine Thought had also reached the fourth layer of the Qi Refining chapter.
Finally, he caught up with his cultivation.
Boom…
At this moment, He Pingsheng’s Divine Thought spread out overwhelmingly.
His Divine Thought, which could originally only extend about ten zhang, could now stretch to thirty zhang around his body.
Inside the house, outside the house, everything was revealed in minute detail.
“Eh… It’s… snowing?”
He Pingsheng had been so engrossed in cultivation that he forgot the Time. He opened the door and saw that snow was falling heavily outside.
The ground, the rooftops, the distant mountains, everywhere was a pure white.
“Another year has passed!” He Pingsheng looked at himself with emotion.
He was now sixteen years old.
He was completely different from when he went to Xiuzhu Peak to fetch water two years ago.
His height had increased by a foot, and he had become much sturdier. His appearance had also transformed from a slightly childish face into that of a resolute youth.
If someone unfamiliar saw him for the first Time, they would definitely not recognize him.
“Heh…” He Pingsheng looked at the snow falling in the Void Realm, and his gaze shifted towards the Tai Xu Sect: “That kid Wang Dun, it’s been four months, and he hasn’t mentioned returning my Spirit Stones!”
“Doesn’t he want his Pill Furnace anymore?”
As he spoke, He Pingsheng returned to the house and took out the two jade bottles.
These jade bottles originally contained High Grade lieyang flower pollen, but after four months of medicinal property loss, its quality had significantly decreased.
It was now yellow, likely only Medium Grade.
Looking at the falling snow outside, He Pingsheng felt it was Time to make a trip to the Matou Mountain Market.
However, before going, he had to put all his items into the gathering treasure basin.
Finally, he changed into ordinary clothes, taking off the Daoist robe with the Tai Xu Sect symbol.
This way, even if some disturbance occurred, he wouldn’t worry about anyone tracing it back to the Tai Xu Sect.
A cold wind swept over his face, and the snow falling in the Void Realm was like Chaos.
He Pingsheng felt that this heavy snow was perfect, as flying around could also obscure him from others’ gazes.
However, he dared not take off in his small courtyard. Instead, he walked all the way to Hao Yun’s grave, and only then did he take out the paper crane and activate it.
A spiritual light flashed, and the paper crane instantly transformed into a size of about a zhang.
He Pingsheng jumped onto the paper crane, and with a thought of his Divine Thought, he controlled it to fly up.
The paper crane soared into the sky with a whoosh.
He Pingsheng looked down at his feet, the world between heaven and earth vast and indistinct, a swirling Chaos.