Eternal Life: Talent Grows with Age-Chapter 266 - 174: Qi Cultivation Level Two, Demon Calamity Erupts!

Chapter 266: Chapter 174: Qi Cultivation Level Two, Demon Calamity Erupts!

"Wan Yu, how are things going on your side?"

Although Qu Guang thought the chances were slim, with Qu Sheng’s injuries worsening rapidly, they couldn’t afford to miss even the slightest hope.

Wan Yu’s heartbeat quickened a little, but she still braced herself and said, "Not looking too good."

She didn’t dare fight Jiang Yu for the spotlight anymore, wanting to slowly let the attention on herself fade, so it wouldn’t cause too much trouble later.

But just then, someone rushed in and pushed the door open.

"Mother, Alchemist Lu invites you. He says the pills are ready."

The visitor was Qu Yan.

She had always been doted on by the ancestral elder and was rather unruly. Upon hearing the news, she didn’t care about anything else and just barged in.

Forging the Everlasting Pill was a huge deal—she wanted to be the first to report it.

"What! Is that true?"

"Qu Yan, you shouldn’t make such claims lightly—this concerns the very life of Ancestor Qu Sheng."

At once, a ruckus broke out.

Wan Yu looked at the excited crowd in astonishment—she didn’t feel much joy, mostly worry.

That kid—could he be trying to get it over with by handing me a fake pill?

"Alright, Qu Feng, take some people to visit Alchemist Lu right now. Tell him that our Qu Family owes him a massive favor for this."

The voice from the Sound Transmission Shell was full of excitement.

Seeing this, Wan Yu knew she couldn’t keep it under wraps anymore and had to grit her teeth, leading people toward the Lu Family.

Lu Chang’sheng had invited them to the Lu Family—not the White Cloud Pharmacy.

"He really shouldn’t have any reason to deceive us over something like this!"

On the way, Wan Yu gradually sorted things out in her mind, and then she began to feel a little excited herself.

She’d only been with White Cloud Pharmacy for a little over two years, and could already forge premium first-grade pills. Making second-grade in the future wasn’t out of the question at all.

Soon, the group arrived at Lu Mansion.

"Fellow Daoist Wan Yu!"

Several people hurried over from another street, meeting up with Wan Yu and her group.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, you all—"

The newcomers were Zhao Clan members.

Considering that the Everlasting Pill directly concerned her own clan’s ancestor, Wan Yu was still a bit guarded and didn’t just say it outright.

The leading Zhao Clan member didn’t press for answers; instead he smiled and said, "We were also invited by Alchemist Lu. He mentioned he’d refined some pills and wanted us to take a look."

"You two got here so early?"

"Tsk, tsk—everyone showed up!"

People from the Fang Family, Chen Family, and Huang Family all arrived as well. The group exchanged glances, and delight gradually appeared in their eyes.

Any veteran of the Spirit Realm would know by now what this was about—it would’ve been a waste otherwise.

"Come on, let’s see what surprise Alchemist Lu has prepared for us."

The group filed in, and soon saw Lu Chang’sheng in the main courtyard.

He was just giving cultivation instruction to Lu Ziyou. When he saw everyone arrive, he smiled and came forward to greet them.

After the usual formalities, Patriarch Fang finally couldn’t hold back and asked Lu Chang’sheng why he’d invited them all.

Lu Chang’sheng didn’t waste words and took out two jade bottles.

One he handed to Wan Yu, the other to Patriarch Fang.

"Premium Qi Storage Pill!" Patriarch Fang blurted out.

Pills run from first to ninth grade, and usually, each grade is divided into premium, mid, and low quality.

The bottle Lu Chang’sheng gave him was filled with premium first-grade Qi Storage Pills.

As for Wan Yu, she got an Everlasting Pill.

"Fellow Daoist Wan Yu, what pill do you have there?"

Patriarch Chen tamped down his excitement and asked.

Wan Yu took a deep breath, calmed herself, put away the pill, and replied with a smile, "About the same as what Fellow Daoist Fang received."

Seeing her response, they realized the pill must be related to the ancestor of the Qu Family who’d been injured, and didn’t press further.

The Qu Family had been publicly seeking anyone who could forge Longevity Pills—it only took a little asking around to find out.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, these Qi Storage Pills—"

"That’s right, they’re my work. But I have to admit, the success rate wasn’t high—maybe only ten or twenty percent," Lu Chang’sheng said frankly. He wanted these people to feel they’d gotten value for their earlier investments.

That way, it would be easier to push for the second round of support.

Sure enough, on hearing Lu Chang’sheng say so himself, the family leaders immediately beamed with delight and showered him with compliments. When Lu Chang’sheng proposed increasing second-stage investments, they almost agreed without hesitation.

Of course, as a gesture of goodwill, Lu Chang’sheng also agreed to help them refine more pills to restock each family’s medicine stores.

"Lu Chang’sheng?"

In the wilderness by Purple Ice Lake, inside several hastily pitched tents, the Qu Family ancestral elder put down the Sound Transmission Shell and murmured.

"Wan Yu’s got some real ability—this time she did us a great service."

As an experienced late-phase Qi Cultivator, he’d moved past picking women for their looks. Now, ability mattered most.

This time, Wan Yu had proved she was good at judging people.

Qu Guang felt comforted.

"Is Fellow Daoist Qu here?" a voice sounded from outside the tent.

Cultivators out in the wild couldn’t rely on tents alone for protection—every tent had some kind of defensive and warding spirit array. So if you wanted to visit someone, you had to call from outside.

"Fellow Daoist Lin!"

Qu Guang stepped out and saw a cultivator waiting outside the tent.

The visitor was Lin Jing, master of Wuyun Mountain, also a late-phase Qi Cultivator.

"Alchemist Lei’s banquet has already begun—let’s not be late."

The gathering, of course, was far more than just a banquet.

The wilderness by Purple Ice Lake was vast, and the Spirit Magnet phenomenon here severely suppressed cultivators’ spiritual power. With so many monsters about, no one would risk flying across the skies lightly.