Longevity: My Talents Are a Bit Abundant-Chapter 408: Hard to Guard Against Treachery

Chapter 408: Chapter 408: Hard to Guard Against Treachery

The magic eye showed a look of seeing a fool.

"How many Golden Transformation Pills?"

"Brother Ge, you’re obsessed with Golden Transformation Pills, you’ve gone mad!"

"Even if the Cyan Cloud Sect can refine Purifying Foundation Pills, what does that count for!"

"Unless your alchemy skills surpass that old monster from Medicine God Valley."

Ge Chengming was full of confidence.

"I can offer this price for a reason."

"The efficacy of the Cold Jade Pill is thirty percent of the Purifying Foundation Pill. But the cost is only ten percent!"

"And this ten percent is a high estimation!"

With those words.

The magic eye was stunned.

He too was a Pill Master.

Although a Demon Cultivator Pill Master.

However, the principle was the same.

The lower the cost, the better the efficacy, the higher the cost-performance, and the greater the profit.

"Wait!"

"Brother Ge means that the cost for one Cold Jade Pill is less than ten thousand Spirit Stones?"

"One pill?"

Ge Chengming sneered and said, "The herbs I just used to refine the Cold Jade Pill, one furnace only cost ten thousand Spirit Stones."

"Just to tell you, the main ingredient is Tier Two Middle Grade Spirit Medicine, the auxiliary ingredient is Tier Two Lower Grade Spirit Medicine, how expensive can it be!"

The magic eye’s eyeballs spun wildly.

After a while, they stopped.

"In that case, Medicine God Valley’s Purifying Foundation Pill would be useless. Everyone would use your Cyan Cloud Sect’s Cold Jade Pill?"

"Inevitably, it’s just a matter of time, be it sooner or later."

The magic eye showed a hint of ecstasy.

"Brother Ge, what about the pill formula for this Cold Jade Pill?"

"With the pill formula, I guarantee I can help you get two Golden Transformation Pills."

Ge Chengming glared at the magic eye.

"There is a pill formula, but can I divulge it?"

"When my teacher passed it to me, he placed a Divine Soul Restriction. If I reveal the pill formula, the restriction will activate, and I will be scattered into the wind and dust!"

The magic eye was furious, "That old guy is stingy indeed! Even a Tier Two Spirit Medicine pill formula has a Divine Soul Restriction, clearly not treating you as a direct disciple!"

Ge Chengming said softly, "Can’t blame my teacher. It was the Sect Leader who requested it!"

"Turns out it’s Mysterious Trace True Master’s doing. That person is more detestable! Obviously a smiling tiger who strikes hard! Brother Ge, don’t ever trust him!"

"Master Thousand Eyes, don’t talk useless things. I’m asking you, how many Golden Transformation Pills can this information exchange for!"

The magic eye was a bit troubled.

"How many? One Golden Transformation Pill would be good enough!"

"It’s uncertain if those old guys from Medicine God Valley would agree."

"If we had the Cold Jade Pill formula, I’d risk it to barter for two Golden Transformation Pills."

Ge Chengming was silent.

After a long time, he spoke, "What if I add another piece of information?"

"I know someone who not only knows the Cold Jade Pill formula but also hasn’t set a Divine Soul Restriction."

The magic eye actually rolled his eyes.

"True Master Cold Jade, or True Master Changsheng, right."

"It’s useless. Not to mention they won’t leave the Sect; even if they do, Medicine God Valley wouldn’t dare make a move."

Ge Chengming nodded.

If True Pill True Master is harmed, Cyan Cloud Sect will surely declare war on Medicine God Valley, relentlessly.

Medicine God Valley’s battle strength can’t compare to Cyan Cloud Sect’s, and without absolute confidence, they won’t recklessly act against Cyan Cloud Sect’s True Pill True Master.

"Besides that, there’s someone else who surely knows the Cold Jade Pill formula."

"Actually, I suspect the Cold Jade Pill was concocted by this person."

The magic eye’s eyes sparkled.

"Who is it?"

Ge Chengming smiled faintly, "Someone you’ve met."

"Shen Xuan, True Master Cold Jade’s direct disciple."

...

Morning.

After cultivation, Shen Xuan walked out of the Practice Room and arrived in the backyard.

Brewed a cup of Mist Shadow Spirit Tea and lazily lay on a rocking chair, relaxing completely.

Everything went as he wished, proceeding according to plan.

The improvement of the Purifying Foundation Pill was successful.

His teacher, True Master Cold Jade, occasionally refined some Cold Jade Pills to fulfill sect tasks.

With a Tier Three Spiritual Artifact Pill Furnace, True Master Cold Jade achieved a fifty percent refined pill rate, reducing refinement time to two days.

Shen Xuan wasn’t so proficient.

His Cold Jade Pill refinement required ten days per furnace, not a day less.

Fortunately, alchemy apprentices from the Ding Family and Shangguan Family were in place.

Li Ruyi was also easy to get along with, bringing two apprentices to help him watch over the Wanlong Xuan Water Pill Furnace.

In ten days, only on the first and last day did he need to exert himself fully.

The remaining eight days depended entirely on Li Ruyi and the two apprentices.

He and Li Ruyi had an agreement.

But the agreement didn’t stipulate Li Ruyi’s remuneration.

Now, just that Moon Soul Jade alone imposed a massive debt of one hundred fifty million Spirit Stones on Li Ruyi, owed to Shen Xuan.

With Cyan Cloud Sect Pill Tributor’s annual salary of one hundred fifty thousand Spirit Stones, Li Ruyi would need ten years to repay!

Moreover, Shen Xuan allocated the alchemy room construction costs to Li Ruyi’s debt.

A dual-element near Tier Three alchemy room.

The fire technique alchemy room is intended for Li Ruyi’s use.

Rent is charged annually for the alchemy room.

Charging Li Ruyi twelve thousand Spirit Stones per year for a near Tier Three alchemy room is reasonable, right!

Shen Xuan’s calculations were meticulous.

At every month’s end, Old He, sect Array Master, would come with a smile to inquire about the prepayment for alchemy room construction Spirit Stones.

Each time, Shen Xuan would scold Old He fiercely, pointing out several minor faults.

Of course, after the scolding, Shen Xuan would pay the monthly alchemy room construction fees according to the Spirit Contract and project progress.

This time, Shen Xuan thoroughly enjoyed being in the position of power.

He had no issue with Old He.

To be honest, Old He was indeed one of the rare honest men in the sect.

Conscientiously working, with project quality meeting the standards without major faults.

Shen Xuan’s grievance was only about the three million Spirit Stones Old He was pocketing from him.

The nitpicking on those small issues did indeed occur.

Old He has been involved in the Sect’s construction projects for over a hundred years, his face as thick as a city wall, impervious to blades and spears.

Smilingly admitting his mistakes, he vowed to correct them once he got back.

When Shen Xuan, after a stream of curses, tossed over a spirit stone bag and finished counting it, Old He’s face blossomed like a chrysanthemum.

Despite the scolding, Shen Xuan’s credibility remains excellent, never delaying payment for Old He’s alchemy room construction fees.

"All the spirit stones I saved up so painstakingly were taken away by that old codger Old He!"

Three million spirit stones is truly not a trivial amount.

A few days ago, Shen Xuan began to wear down the cultivator’s imprint on Lu Zhanpeng’s storage pouch.

Having left it for half a year, even if he was a Fake Pill True Master, the cultivator’s imprint had faded significantly.

Shen Xuan was extremely cautious, fearing he might damage this Fake Pill True Master’s storage pouch.

After a Herculean effort, he finally opened it without damage.

No expectations, no disappointment.

As a newly advanced Fake Pill True Master, Lu Zhanpeng’s storage pouch contained a pitifully small amount of spirit stones.

There were only thirteen pieces of upper-grade spirit stones.

As for the remaining spiritual elixirs, talismans, and demon beast materials, all added together, they were worth only a little over three hundred thousand spirit stones.

"Cultivators from cultivation clans are all a bunch of paupers!"

This was the affluent Lu family from Azure Dragon Island in the East Mountain Sea Domain, a newly advanced Fake Pill True Master.

Of course, the most significant gain from defeating Lu Zhanpeng was still his fake pill and top-grade flying sword.

The fake pill, inside a Daoist Sect, was hard to trade.

In the Demon Sect, however, it was a hot commodity.

Shen Xuan had Ling Zhenfeng search for a buyer among the Demon Sect in Liang Country.

Bartering for tier-three Water Demon essence blood, even if it was a demon would’ve sufficed.

"Not even a spiritual artifact!"

At this moment, Shen Xuan looked disdainful as he stored away the top-grade flying sword.

He didn’t think.

If Lu Zhanpeng had a spiritual flying sword.

He wouldn’t have been so easily killed by Shen Xuan!

Ever since cultivating the White Bone Observation Internal Vision Method, the lustful and violent aura brought by the Divine Dragon essence blood within Shen Xuan dissipated entirely.

This secretly amazed Shen Xuan.

The divine power of the Buddhist sect was incredibly profound, not to be underestimated.

Shen Xuan closed his eyes, lying in a rocking chair, drowsy.

During this period, he had been cultivating too vigorously, and his mental state couldn’t quite keep up.

Someone approached quietly with soft steps.

He opened his eyes to see Wang Xiaogui standing respectfully in front of him, holding a letter of visit in his hand.

"Master, someone is here to see you."

Wang Xiaogui looked at Shen Xuan, his expression somewhat peculiar, as if hesitant to speak.

"Why the strange expression?"

Wang Xiaogui lowered his voice, "The Madam is entertaining a Taoist nun with a pretty sister."

"So young, don’t overthink things."

Shen Xuan found it amusing.

This Wang Xiaogui was just like a chip off the old block, Wang Fugui.

Incredibly shrewd, with many schemes.

When he first arrived at Cold Jade Peak, Wang Xiaogui was still somewhat reserved, not daring to speak out of turn.

After getting to know Shen Xuan and Su Xue’Er, he showed his true nature.

No wonder Wang Fugui liked him so much.

Shen Xuan glanced at the letter of visit.

"It’s her?"

After the Cold Jade Pill emerged out of nowhere.

Shen Xuan hid in Cold Jade Peak, shutting himself off.

Wholeheartedly refining the Cold Jade Pill for his consumption.

Others needed seven days per pill to fully refine the medicinal power.

He relied on his strong flesh body, a perfect level self-healing skill, with the Profound Ice Spirit Lotus in his Dao Foundation Spirit Sea, took one Cold Jade Pill every three days.

The results were remarkable.

In two months, he could already feel the improvement in the quality of his Dao Foundation.

The Spiritual Sea became increasingly clear, and the spiritual power circulated effortlessly.

The most noticeable was the Profound Ice Spirit Lotus, which had grown one more small petal.

"Not bad, ten petals of ice lotus!"

According to the True Ice Heart Technique records, when the Profound Ice Spirit Lotus grows thirteen petals, it is considered mature.

This also meant that he could attempt to condense the Inner Core using this Profound Ice Spirit Lotus.

For now, Shen Xuan’s biggest concern was that the spirit stones wouldn’t last long enough.

Constructing the alchemy room had exhausted all his spirit stone savings.

Ten Cold Jade Pills a month, priced by the Sect, were equivalent to one hundred fifty thousand spirit stones.

Just for the Cold Jade Pills, he would consume nearly two million spirit stones a year.

Fortunately, he refined them himself, costing only four hundred thousand spirit stones.

Otherwise, he couldn’t afford them.

Besides, he had income from the sales commission of Thunder Sound Bamboo.

Originally settled at the end of each year.

In the past five or six years, Shen Xuan had been outside the Sect, traveling, and hadn’t settled it yet.

Coincidentally, Scholar Qianzhu visited.

Presumably bringing spirit stones.

Shen Xuan went to the reception room.

Scholar Qianzhu, accompanied by a young female cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm, was being entertained by Su Xue’Er, smiling as they drank spirit tea.

Shen Xuan glanced and noticed the female cultivator was exceptionally beautiful, with a resolute demeanor, much like a tall, green bamboo.

He immediately recalled that she was the Lin family daughter Lin Zhuying, whom he had met at the Lin family in Wo Hu Ridge.

Back then, True Master Wuchen, the Immortal City Lord of Yunyuan, entrusted him to go to the Lin family at Wo Hu Ridge, under the guise of a loose cultivator, to enter the Cyan Spirit Secret Realm, to fight for the superior Foundation Establishment spiritual object, the Ashoka Fruit, for the Lin family.

And it was intended for this Lin Zhuying to use for Foundation Establishment.

More than a decade had passed.

Lin Zhuying did indeed achieve Foundation Establishment.

Judging by her green Daoist robe, she seemed to have joined the Profound Bamboo Sect, where Scholar Qianzhu was from.

Come to think of it, it made sense.

Even without the relationship with Scholar Qianzhu.

Joining a mid-level sect was far better than staying with a cultivation clan.

"Fellow Daoist Qianzhu, long time no see!"

Scholar Qianzhu rose and saluted Shen Xuan.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, Qianzhu has come today with something to discuss."