The End of the Immortal Path

Chapter 118 The Magpie Bridge Opens Again

in the room.

He Huai'an looked at the wine jar that Jiang Man had brought.

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

This disciple caused him endless humiliation.

This is just the beginning.

The humiliation that followed was even greater.

Finding a bargain has its advantages, but it also has its disadvantages.

It all depends on whether you pick the right one or the wrong one.

Without a doubt, Jiang Man was the biggest mistake he ever made.

He sighed inwardly, picked up the wine jar, and took a sip.

then
Enlightenment.

"You're not here to borrow the spiritual energy, are you?" He Huai'an asked.

Jiang Man was taken aback; he hadn't thought of that before.

He doesn't borrow from just anyone.

They kept looking for Chang Qiwen; it was a case of "no fight, no friendship."

Moreover, the other party is a wealthy poor person.

But ultimately they are all poor people; they belong to the same class.

It's easy to borrow.

The other party can also earn interest; it's a win-win situation.

Wealthy people may not be willing to use spiritual energy to earn interest on him.

They are very shrewd.

They are not on the same path as me.

“Master is mistaken,” Jiang Man shook his head and said, “I came here to find a job. I don’t mind if it’s hard or tiring, as long as I can earn spiritual resources and the time is short enough.”

"For example, things like lighting lamps for the Gathering Spirit Hall."

Upon hearing this, He Huai'an said with some surprise, "You're not worried about affecting your foundation, but the sect doesn't have such a half-finished formation."

"Furthermore, the two environments are different, and even if it were necessary, it would be impossible for them to agree to the participation of sect disciples."

Jiang Man wasn't surprised, but asked, "Are there any other high-paying jobs?"

"Yes, alchemists sometimes need to test medicines, which is extremely harmful to their bodies. Do you want to try it?" He Huai'an looked at the person in front of him with a mocking expression.

Jiang Man pondered for a long time before asking, "Will it affect my cultivation?"

He Huai'an was taken aback. So you've been thinking about this for so long?

Drug trials have many problems.

I just wanted to scare this person, but I didn't expect them to be so stubborn.

“It will definitely have an impact, and it might even prevent you from cultivating for several days and nights,” He Huai’an said.

“That disciple is not up to the task,” Jiang Man shook his head and refused.

The spiritual energy earned here is worthless.

He Huai'an didn't want Jiang Man to be a test subject either; it would be a waste to have someone who knew nothing about pharmacology participate in drug trials.

Only by understanding pharmacology can one comprehend the changes that occur after a single dose of a drug is administered.

Ordinary people can only know the general idea; for alchemists, the progress is slow.
After thinking for a long time, He Huai'an took out a book and said, "There's no work to do, but there are ways for you to earn spiritual resources."

"This is the alchemist's record of identifying spiritual medicines."

"As long as you can write down the properties of a medicinal herb and draw its appearance, you can obtain one hundred spiritual resources."

"Even a fool could earn five thousand spirit resources without much difficulty."

Jiang Man opened the book with some surprise.

If you find a shadow of a medicinal herb, you must identify it, draw it, and then write down its properties.

It doesn't seem easy.

But there are so many common spiritual herbs. If you grow ten herbs a day, wouldn't that be a thousand spiritual resources?
Is there such a good thing?
"Master, what do I need to give in return?" This is such a wonderful thing, so I must give something in return.

He Huai'an said with a smile, "For every spiritual herb you draw, you must also include a true spiritual herb."

"In addition, a minimum of ten plants are required to redeem."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Man was taken aback.

In other words, the profit you make is actually the price difference?
Then there aren't many left.

However, there are plenty of cheap elixirs available, so it's not like I can't earn them myself.

We won't make money on the expensive ones.

Jiang Man then took his leave.

He Huai'an took a sip of wine, shook his head, and said, "How can they be so poor? Who would be so poor as to try to refine pills?"

He never imagined that he would be poor.

They never imagined that those who came to refine elixirs would be poor.

"It's my fault. What I wrote was designed to appeal to poor people."

"Wealthy people wouldn't care about this."

But he had no intention of changing it; he didn't believe that there could be a second poor person who could be number one.

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the other side

Xie Wen arrived at the agreed-upon place.

He met Zhang Bai from the Eighth Hospital here.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Zhang." Xie Wen bowed respectfully.

"Have you found anything?" Zhang Bai asked.

Xie Wen then told him everything he knew.

"You mean you saw him use the Dragon Soaring Technique and the Shadowless Palm?" Zhang Bai asked, somewhat surprised.

Therefore, it seems that Jiang Man did indeed lie at the Reconstruction Institute.

For some Qi cultivators, there's really no need to say so much.

After a moment's thought, Zhang Bai asked, "Do you know what level his Dragon Soaring skill is?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Wen paused.

He cannot know.

Zhang Bai didn't seem to care, but instead asked, "Try to recall how many steps he took before stopping when he used the Dragon Swimming Technique."

Xie Wen began to ponder, and after a long while, he finally spoke, "It should be the twenty-six or twenty-seven."

The third level of the Soaring Dragon Realm? Zhang Bai nodded. The level was a bit low, but it was indeed the opponent's limit.

Then the Shadowless Palm should also have three levels.

However, when asked about the condition of his palm, Zhang Bai was somewhat surprised to find that it was only at the second level, which was worse than he had expected.

But it's alright.

After giving the other party enough spiritual energy, Zhang Bai decided to use the annual competition rankings to win over Jiang Man.

It didn't meet my expectations, but it's very close.

Excellent enough.

Now it remains to be seen whether he can break into the annual rankings.

Theoretically, there should be no problem.

-

After Xie Wen left, he quickly headed towards the courtyard.

Time is almost up, the rankings will be released soon.

He was very curious about who was standing at the front of the line.

How many points are there?

In particular, Mr. Yan actually said that the scores should be kept secret.

Not a single detail may be disclosed.

This made him even more curious.

Is it because the Ninth Courtyard's score is too low, or what?

They even want to keep it a secret from the outside world.

He thought it might be because the quality was too poor, since those people were all staying up all night to practice.

He doesn't look well at all.

He had just returned to the courtyard when he discovered that the rankings had already been released.

Cao Cheng stood beside Wei Beichuan with a smile on his face: "Don't be discouraged. At least you've made progress, unlike me who's stayed in the same place."

"Yeah, Sixteen is pretty strong too, two places stronger than Eighteen." An Rong sighed on the other side, "Unlike me, I still can't make it into the top five."

Wei Beichuan sat in his seat, his face turning red, then black, then white.

I feel like I've suffered an immense humiliation.

Xie Wen didn't really understand these things either, but he took a look at the rankings.

He already knew his ranking, so the first thing he looked at was number one.

That one glance left him frozen in place.

A wave of palpitations spread throughout my body.

That terrifying score left an indelible mark of fear on his mind.

I understand even more how insignificant I am.

Wei Beichuan got up and left his seat.

He lowered his head, his eyes filled with resentment and confusion.

He has accumulated a wealth of experience and his foundation far surpasses that of everyone else here.

Putting aside the fact that he's number one, how can anyone else compare to him?

Are they relying on staying up all night?

He couldn't understand why they, who looked so listless, had such high test scores.

He pondered this until night.

Even during my rest time, I was thinking about why.

He closed his eyes, wanting to rest.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, he saw Cao Cheng cultivating and An Rong mocking him.

When I opened my eyes, they were gone.

When he closed his eyes again, he saw An Rong cultivating and Cao Cheng cultivating.

He was furious; those two people were like ghosts that wouldn't leave him alone.

But all I can do is vent my anger.

There's nothing we can do.

What's so special about someone who's fifth and someone who's sixth, and someone who's only sixteen?
He couldn't fall asleep until midnight.

He suffered from insomnia.

Never before.

Because he kept thinking about the people in the Ninth Courtyard, he felt that sleeping was like watching them progress. He sat up, looked at the moonlight outside, and went outside.

He had known for a long time that the night view from Yunxia Peak was the most beautiful.

But this is the first time I've seen it.

He gazed at the starry sky and felt the gentle breeze.

A frightening thought popped into his mind: Why not try cultivating?
He quickly shook his head, but a voice in his heart urged him to try cultivating.

I can't let those two people mock me every day.

After hesitating for a long time, he told himself that he would just cultivate for one night.

I mainly have insomnia today and can't fall asleep.

After that, he began to cultivate.

As he cultivated at night, the feeling that others were improving disappeared.

It felt as if I were taking bigger strides and would soon catch up with them.

That comfort fascinated him.

It seems like they could overtake the people in front of them at any time.

The pent-up frustration in my heart gradually dissipated.

He was shocked. Who on earth said that staying up all night to cultivate would harm one's spirit?

He felt as if he had stepped onto a completely new path, a path almost entirely populated by people from the Ninth Courtyard.

He continued forward and noticed that there was a figure in front of everyone else.

Everyone was following him, like a ray of light in the darkness.

The figure walked too fast and too far, heading towards the end of the night.

His steps, however, pointed the way like stars.

Wei Beichuan didn't regain consciousness until dawn.

He felt he had acted too impulsively, and his elders had sternly told him that he could no longer practice at night.

I will never cultivate again.

That night.

He still couldn't sleep.

How about we practice some more?
For several days in a row, he did not rest.

He felt tired, but didn't want to stop.

Because his mind was better than ever before, if he continued, he would surely soar to great heights and become a sensation.

He was captivated by that feeling of progress, unable to extricate himself from it.

During the day, he found Zhuo Bufan.

I humbly asked for advice on how to maintain my energy while staying up late.

Of course, he gave five hundred spirit resources.

Zhuo Bufan generously offered his guidance.

It wasn't that he was being generous; it was mainly because if the other party took five hundred spirit resources to Jiang Man, they would surely get an answer.

It's better to earn this spiritual resource yourself.

It also shows that you are generous and open-minded.

The second aspect, magnanimity, thus becomes apparent.

Having obtained the method, Wei Beichuan began to cultivate diligently. Under the guidance of the legendary number one, he realized that he was indeed no match for those who stayed up all night.

But my foundation is far superior to theirs; if I join them, my second chance will be just around the corner.

When he reaches fourth place, that's when Cao Cheng and An Rong will pay the price.

-

Jiang Man would only occasionally glance at the commotion in the courtyard.

Especially Cao Cheng and An Rong.

These two are too restless.

These past few days, he handed over the identification record of the medicinal herbs to the old ox.

Then I learned that the other party knew about many of the elixirs.

But it's unclear what kind of elixirs can't be listed.

So Jiang Man borrowed books related to elixirs.

They categorized what kinds of elixirs could be taught to him.

Then he wrote down the medicinal properties and went to find Little Fatty.

He happens to have some miraculous medicine over there.

I'll draw it myself, and then buy another one.

I specifically choose the cheapest ones to buy.

Especially since Little Fatty sells elixirs at a low price.

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inner door.

Yu Wanyi approached her master in front of the bamboo house and respectfully asked, "Master, you were looking for me?"

"Hmm." The woman looked at Yu Wanyi and asked, "How's that person you invested in doing lately?"

“I’ve always been number one,” Yu Wanyi replied.

"It's June, and the selection is about to begin. Do you think his cultivation level is sufficient?" the woman asked, staring at Yu Wanyi.

“It’s definitely enough,” Yu Wanyi said confidently.

"Because he lives off a woman?" The woman looked at Yu Wanyi, shook her head, and sighed. "You're being ridiculous. You can't just think of something like that."

Yu Wanyi lowered her head and did not refute.

The score is there for all to see.

The other party also frankly admitted that it was because he had married a fairy.

That's not what I said myself.

"What have you been doing lately?" the woman asked.

“Last month I went to see my master and burned down his house,” Yu Wanyi replied.

The woman looked at Yu Wanyi in silence for a long time before saying, "Nonsense, go and collect your three thousand spirit resources and be punished yourself."

Yu Wanyi said "Oh" and then quickly left.

Once everyone had left, the woman sighed and rubbed her forehead, saying, "I forgot to mention the important matter. There are many rules for this assessment, and I need to inform that person about them."

She paused for a moment, then realized what she meant.

The other party may not be able to meet the standards either.

After all, he's in the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.

To reach this level of skill after only one year of initial training.

That would be extremely difficult.

However, you can also use the annual ranking.

Anyone with a high enough annual ranking is eligible to enter.

She wrote a letter and then called someone over.

The envelope was handed to the person Yu Wanyi had invested in.

Once the envelope was sent out, the woman stopped paying attention to the matter.

If you do your job well, the outcome depends on yourself.

This lift was actually too high.

But the investor was her own apprentice, and she had no choice but to accept his wishes.

-

Jiang Man received the envelope that same day.

He was quite curious: did sects also have the job of delivering messages?

Jiang Man only began to check after the other party left.

The note read: "To be opened by Yu Wanyi's investment target."

"It's rather long."

Speaking of envelopes, he remembered that Cheng Yu had once sent him a letter.

I originally intended to give it to Little Fatty.

But the content isn't suitable, so let's leave it at that.

"Where did that letter go?" Jiang Man pondered for a moment.

It seems like one day it was used to start a fire while cooking.

Jiang Man shook his head, deciding not to think about it anymore.

Looking at the envelope in his hand, he felt a strange sense of familiarity. Had he seen it somewhere before?

After thinking for a long time, he remembered the envelope he had found in the Qi Refining Secret Realm.

After searching for a while, I couldn't find it.

In the end, Lao Huang found out.

Jiang Man put the two letters together and then stared at the words "To be opened by the recipient".

"Exactly the same?" Jiang Man asked in surprise. "Old Huang, do you think these two letters came from the same person?"

The old ox grazed on the grass, offering no response.

Jiang Man put away the old letter and said, "Never mind, I haven't heard of Xiang Tianlin yet. I'll send the letter when I hear about him."

"What if he doesn't release the spiritual source?" the old ox suddenly asked.

Jiang Man ignored Lao Huang.

He didn't believe the other person wasn't curious about what was written inside.

If it's addressed to Jiang Man personally, or if it was given to him by Meng Qiewei, he'd definitely have to take a look.

If it's too expensive, then forget it.

He then looked at the contents of the envelope and discovered that there was also a chance to win by ranking in the annual rankings of the Secret Realm.

But it's just an opportunity.

The rest are the rules of the secret realm.

Jiang Man did not hesitate; he was determined to go to the secret realm for the selection.

Because they have a superior-grade Qi Condensation Technique over there.

There doesn't seem to be an annual ranking.

Early August.

Today marks the start of the final assault.

Whether or not I can participate in the Secret Realm selection depends entirely on this month.

But before anything even started, the old ox came over.

It reminded them: "The Magpie Bridge has opened again."

Jiang Man was stunned.

(End of this chapter)