Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 44 - Xiang Family Pharmacy
The news of the Lu family's massacre caused a huge uproar in the small town of Qinghu.

With the Cai family wiped out and the Lu family wiped out, even the wealthy families in the town were living in fear, considering whether to move to the city. The town was no longer a safe place.

The town mayor also sent people to look for clues, hoping to find out who committed this murder.

But apart from one of Lin Le's changed faces, nothing was found.

As for Lin Le, he was focused on digesting his gains. This Master Lu was even richer than Master Cai, at least Master Cai didn't have that many cultivation resources at home.

However, this also led Lin Le to believe that the Cai family probably had some outstanding members outside.

It's a pity he doesn't know divination magic, otherwise he could find some time later to nip the problem in the bud.

Within a day, Lin Le had exhausted all the resources that the Lu family had plundered.

However, if we divide the progress of cultivation into ten parts, Lin Le has only completed one-tenth of the first level of cultivation. This is partly due to his simultaneous cultivation of the three paths, but his extremely solid foundation is also a major reason.

Upon arriving at the mass grave, Lin Le recited the mantra for salvation and rebirth, since the corpses of the Lu family members had all been brought here.

After reciting it three times, Lin Le gained ten points of Earthly Merit.

The three authentic lotus seeds were consumed, and three years passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Le had been practicing the Golden Light Divine Mantra.

As the sun rose, Lin Le opened his eyes. The golden light within the Yellow Court Secret Realm was also rapidly growing by absorbing the vital energy of heaven and earth.

Several faint lines gradually appeared on the Qiankun Ring hidden in the golden light.

Lin Le sensed it for a moment and confirmed: Three minor restrictions, low-grade magic artifact.

Lin Le picked up the gourd, took a sip of water, and then, carrying his spear, headed towards his next destination.

Changsheng Pharmacy is a business owned by the Xiang family in Qinghu Town.

This was also Lin Le's biggest goal in coming here.

According to scattered information from the restaurant, there are a total of three cultivators guarding the place: two at the Spirit Platform level and one at the Yellow Court level. The Spirit Platform cultivator is at the first level, but the Yellow Court cultivator rarely goes out, making it difficult to ascertain his background.

All he knew was that the other two Spirit Platform cultivators were quite respectful to him, and their cultivation levels were estimated to be at the third level.

'The defense is really tight.'

Lin Le raised an eyebrow as he looked at the guards stationed every ten steps outside the medicine shop.

Not afraid of being discovered, Lin Le walked over casually.

"Who goes there?" a guard asked as Lin Le swaggered over.

"I'm buying medicine." Lin Le tossed him a small silver coin. "I heard that the pharmacists here can refine Spirit Blood Pills, and I want to buy a few bottles."

"Okay, please wait a moment." Upon seeing the money, the guard's tone immediately softened considerably.

After informing his companion, the guard entered the medicine shop and soon came out again, saying, "Tell the pharmacist that he disdains transactions worth less than a thousand taels. He asked you how much you want."

"Five thousand taels, I suppose," Lin Le casually said.

Five thousand taels?! The guards around him all changed their expressions, their eyes filled with greed, envy and a hint of murderous intent as they looked at Lin Le.

Lin Le didn't seem to mind: "Is this number enough?"

The guard narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Can you really come up with that much money?"

Lin Le reached into his pocket and pulled out a stack of silver notes: "Is this enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough, please come in," the guard said with a fawning smile.

"Hmph." Lin Le snorted and followed the guard into the medicine shop.

Upon entering the hall, he saw an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face drinking tea. He glanced at Lin Le and said, "I am Xiang He. What would you like to buy, sir?"

"Spirit Blood Pill, could you give me a bottle to check its quality first?" Lin Le asked.

“Of course, Xiao Wu,” Xiang He said.

A young boy immediately brought out a bottle of pills and handed it to Lin Le. Lin Le took the medicine, poured out one pill and swallowed it on the spot, then smacked his lips and said, "The quality is not bad. Give me five bottles first."

As he spoke, Lin Le slapped a stack of silver notes onto the wooden tray held by the boy.

"Alright, great! Xiao Wu, go get it." Xiang He smiled. Five thousand taels, after deducting costs and profit sharing, he would still get a thousand taels, more than his monthly allowance.

Lin Le sat down next to Xiang He, seemingly unintentionally, and asked, "Pharmacist Xiang, I heard you can also refine Essence Pills?"

The Essence Pill is a ninth-grade elixir, specifically for cultivators at the Spirit Platform stage.

"Yes, you want it?" Xiang He asked.

"Of course, but do you have the right to sell it?" Lin Le asked, taking out another stack of silver notes.

Xiang He glanced at the amount on the table, his smile widening: "As long as the price is high, anything is negotiable."

Lin Le leaned closer to Xiang He and spread his five fingers: "Look, do you have this number?"

He looked at the crane, about to say yes, when his vision was plunged into darkness.

The guards who were still present were stunned, because they only saw Lin Le lean over, breathe out a breath, and a pair of swords pierced through Xiang He's head and embedded in the wall in the distance.

Lin Le glanced inwardly at the newly arrived thirteen points of killing karma and muttered to himself:
'Only the Second Floor Tower? It seems he's only respected because he can refine pills.'

"You...you actually killed Pharmacist Xiang!" A voice filled with shock and anger rang out.

Lin Le turned his head and saw the boy who brought the medicine looking at him in disbelief.

Lin Le flicked his finger, and a golden light flew out, directly smashing the boy's head and flattening the guard who had brought him in but was now trying to escape.

After securing his money, Lin Le poured all the medicine into his mouth.

Nowadays, even low-grade pills like Spirit Blood Pills are no longer transformed into liquid pills by the Lotus Divine Power; instead, they are directly refined into Qi and Blood Treasure Liquid.

With a deep breath, the Yin-Yang Sword returned to its inner realm, and Lin Le began cleaning the medicine shop.

He also encountered the two Lingtai cultivators along the way.

However, the difference in basic strength was too great, and Lin Le still managed to blow their heads off one by one.

After cleaning, Lin Le, as usual, asked Qing Li to come out and clean the medicine shop.

Looking at the white wind, Lin Le felt quite envious. If he had this supernatural power, cleaning up the battlefield would be much easier in the future.

"How do we solve the problem of that spiritual spring?" Qingli looked at a small well in the hills and fields.

"Can it be destroyed?" Lin Le asked.

“It is possible, but I’ve heard that damaging such naturally formed spiritual relics is a very bad thing that can bring bad luck.” Qingli shook her head. “You’d better not destroy it.”

"Alright then." Lin Le stroked his chin. "But what if we could squeeze it so much that it wouldn't recover for decades?"

“That’s possible,” Qingli nodded. “But I want half of it after it’s done, so it won’t be easy for me.”

"Okay." Lin Le nodded. Anyway, it was like getting it for free, as long as there were some points, that was fine.

"Then I'll get started." Qingli stretched her body as much as possible and approached the spiritual spring.

Lin Le then saw half of Qing Li's body clearly; it was white with blue and blue with green, and looked exceptionally beautiful.

Before Qingli could make a move, a small blue water ball suddenly rose from the spiritual spring.

Qingli brought the water ball back, a hint of fatigue on her face: "There's too much spiritual energy. Use your gourd to fill it with half."

"Okay." Lin Le took out the gourd from his waist and sucked up half of the water.

Qingli also swallowed the remaining half of the water, and the fatigue on her face lessened considerably.

(End of this chapter)