I've already become an immortal lord, and only now is the spiritual energy reviving?

Blackwater City, Huayaotang.

"Wow, that's powerful!"

Inside a sealed room.

Chai Wu sat cross-legged, grinning as he swallowed a dark red pill.

The medicine entered the stomach and violently surged through the limbs and bones, attempting to repair the nearly collapsed body.

Beside her, Shu Yan's eyes were slightly closed, her fair hand resting against her senior brother's broad back.

The spiritual energy is cool and refreshing, guiding the violent medicinal power back to the meridians and soothing the hidden injuries in the body.

"Junior sister."

Chai Wu's forehead was covered in cold sweat, his eyes wide open, and his gaze filled with worry.

"Thunderbolt brat... will he really come? If we're scared off and cower like a coward, wouldn't that break the Holy Furnace's decree?"

Being too straightforward and only seeking results in one's actions, if one scares away the victim by being too ruthless, is a grave sin.

Shu Yan, who was gently massaging his meridians, suddenly stopped.

Secondary interest.

The indoor air rippled with strange, eerie waves.

Light and shadow are distorted and refracted.

As the ripples gathered and dispersed, a figure stepped out without warning.

Clad in a blue brocade robe, with a slender figure, the arrogance of a young master from a noble family is vividly portrayed.

Another "Xu Sihang"!

His eyes were empty and lifeless, and his aura was erratic, barely maintaining the level of the sixth level of Qi Refining.

Shu Yan finished her practice, her tone calm:

"The cause and effect have been sown; he will come knocking on your door."

Having said that, he glanced at the burly man who was about to speak again:

"Instead of worrying about outsiders, Senior Brother should take better care of his own body."

"If Sister He Qin sees you like this, looking so pathetic with hardly any flesh left, she'll burst into tears on the spot, and I, as her junior sister, will have to comfort you."

Recalling the horrific sight of his stark white skeleton covered in charred, mangled flesh when he emerged from the icy pool.

Even though she was used to seeing all kinds of storms, Shu Yan's heart skipped a beat.

"hey-hey."

Chai Wu chuckled dryly, scratching his newly grown layer of pink skin, trying to fool everyone:

"Junior sister, don't scare me. You may look intimidating, but as you know, I'm very tough!"

"Not only was it unharmed, but after being rolled through by the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, the lightning tempered my body, and I even managed to break through the last few tough bones."

Chai Wu clenched his fist, and the air exploded:

"We're just one step away from the 'Mercury Blood Realm,' Junior Sister. When the time comes, your senior brother will take the first step. You'd better keep up your superior airs."

"loquacious."

Shu Yan shook her head, her eyes filled with undisguised satisfaction.

The two pillars of the sect share the glory of each other.

Knock knock.

The stone door was pushed open with a heavy thud.

His steps were steady.

An elderly man in a purple robe with gold patterns strolled inside.

After years of training, the once timid alchemy elder in Blackwater City has been transformed and is now enjoying a high-ranking position.

Seeing that Shu Yan had finished her practice, Yang Danhe dared not be negligent and bowed respectfully:

"Nephew, you've worked hard."

In the world of cultivation, those who have attained enlightenment are considered teachers, and Yang Danhe adopted the most proper posture.

"You flatter me, Uncle-Master."

Shu Yan rose to return the greeting, without any arrogance.

Yang Danhe reached into his robes and pulled out a jade bottle engraved with the words "Hua Yao" (Chinese Medicine), handing it to Chai Wu on the bedside.

"The newly brewed 'Soil Nourishing Pulse Pill' contains three qian of dried earthworm. It has a mild and gentle medicinal effect, so take it while it's hot."

Seeing Chai Wu swallow it, Yang Dan sighed, turned to Shu Yan, and spoke earnestly:

"Nephew, I'm sorry to have troubled you these past few days."

"The sect's grand plans require my attention, and I also have to spare some time to look after this good-for-nothing."

He pointed at Chai Wu, his expression conveying a sense of disappointment and frustration.

"You're over thirty, and your little one is already running around everywhere. You still have no sense of propriety! It's only because Ah-Qin is soft-hearted that she spoils you!"

Despite his words, the old Taoist's lingering fear seemed genuine.

A few days ago, when Shu Yan carried back a lump of "coke", the teacup in his hand shattered into dust.

That's Chai Wu!

He was raised by the sect leader, and he watched the simpleton grow up.

If he were to perish in Blackwater City, he would have no face to return to Qinglu Mountain.

"Uncle-Master is right. I'll be more careful next time."

Chai Wu realized his mistake and, like a child who had committed an offense, obediently listened to the reprimand.

"Knock knock".

The door rang again.

"Enter."

Two somewhat reserved young men pushed open the door.

Fan Ju and Ding Cheng.

Faced with the three core members of the sect inside the room, the two seemed somewhat at a loss.

"Disciple greets all esteemed masters."

The two men bowed their heads and quickly presented a tightly sealed jade box.

The box was opened, revealing several leaves that were entirely emerald green with deep red veins, serrated edges, and emitted a faint, sweet fragrance.

Fan Ju swallowed nervously, mustering his courage:

"Elder, this is something that my disciple and Senior Brother Ding recently obtained in the herb garden in the backyard. We tried grafting the sap of the Crimson Blood Vine onto the Dragon Tongue Grass. Although the resulting leaves have no spiritual energy, they are extremely beneficial to qi and blood."

Ding Cheng nodded vigorously beside him and added:

"Exactly! Just hold it in your mouth, no need to swallow, and your blood and energy will naturally increase. My two disciples... cough, we've tried it on each other's hands many times, and it heals very quickly. There will definitely be no problem!"

Yang Danhe was slightly taken aback.

For such a mere effect, why would two foolish disciples test the medicine on their own bodies?

Picking it up for a closer look, the leaf petals resembled a red dragon protruding its tongue, with glistening dewdrops.

"It's a token of my heart..."

Chai Wu laughed heartily and grabbed the jade box with his large hand:

"Then I won't stand on ceremony! What's your name?"

The two apprentices looked at each other, their faces flushed:

"I privately call it 'Rejuvenating Red Leaf,' but I haven't had a chance to ask my master to give it a name yet."

"Great name! It sounds auspicious!"

Chai Wu put the leaf in his mouth, and the warm current traveled through his body, instantly relieving some of the soreness and itching in his bones.

After the two disciples left, Shu Yan looked at Yang Danhe, whose face was flushed, and smiled faintly:

"Uncle Yang's teachings are excellent, and the two junior brothers are kind-hearted and adaptable. They are truly talented individuals in the Dao of Alchemy."

Yang Dan stroked his beard and waved his hand, repeatedly saying he dared not.

"Rest assured and recover from your injury. I'll keep an eye on things outside; they won't cause any trouble."

......

The next day, the sky was overcast and a light breeze was blowing.

Xu Sixing stood under the gilded plaque of "Hua Yaotang" and squinted as he examined it.

His face was sallow, and he wore an inconspicuous gray robe, making him easy to miss in a crowd.

The weather is quite good.

He thought to himself.

"Remember, do not act rashly!"

Zhu Ming's rambling resumes:

"Keep your mind calm and your breath still, and absolutely do not get into arguments with others..."

Xu Sixing rolled his eyes.

After waking up from his dream, the old man's personality changed drastically.

Where did the madman who used to shout "I don't care about life and death" go?

I'm practically the same as my menopausal mother right now.

"I know, I know what I'm doing."

Xu Sixing adjusted his facial muscles, adopting the appearance of a wandering, unaffiliated cultivator, and stepped over the threshold.

The hall was bright and spacious, the medicine cabinets were neatly arranged, and the shop assistants greeted and saw off customers with great decorum.

He casually picked up the "hemostatic powder" to examine it, and sniffed it after removing the plug.

Great product!

Even low-grade medicinal powders, regardless of purification or the ratio of ingredients, are made with skillful techniques, subtly revealing the authentic flavor of renowned schools.

This is hardly the behavior of a rough and unruly gang.

Just as I was pondering this, my intuition gave me a warning.

Someone is spying on us.

He turned around.

A man with a menacing look on his face smiled as he looked over.

"Young master."

Duan She forced a respectful expression onto his face, a face so handsome it could stop a child from crying at night.

"May I find my master? Please come to the backyard."

"Did you know I was coming?"

Xu Sixing felt a chill run down his spine.

Duan She stepped aside to lead the way: "My lord said that we have a distinguished guest today and have been waiting for him for a long time."

Xu Sixing tucked his palm into his sleeve and secretly gripped the hilt of his sword.

Good or bad fortune is unpredictable.

Follow the snake through the halls and rooms, and into the backyard.

Upon reaching the Moon Cave Gate, the snake stopped.

"Please, young master, and may the lord come inside."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving his back to him with an air of nonchalance, as if he was certain that the other man would not dare to act rashly.

Xu Sixing stood still and extended his spiritual sense.

The courtyard was quiet.

The only sound was the soft rustling of withered leaves rubbing against the bluestone.

"Go in, there's no murderous intent."

In his mind, Zhu Ming urged.

Xu Sixing composed himself and stepped into the moon gate.

The courtyard is elegant, with a stone table and ancient trees.

Beneath the tree, a servant's back view shows him sweeping leaves with a broom, his movements mechanical and strangely rhythmic.

"Fellow Daoist?"

Xu Sixing tentatively took two steps forward: "I'm here on an appointment, but where is the person in charge?"

Upon hearing the sound, the servants stopped what they were doing.

He slowly turned around.

Xu Sixing felt his hair stand on end. The magic sword in his sleeve hummed softly and burst out of his body uncontrollably, its purple-gold lightning arcs surging wildly.

That handyman...

He was standing there with a face exactly like his!

His cold and arrogant demeanor was perfectly replicated in his eyebrows and eyes, except for his empty and lifeless eyes.

Xu Sixing was startled and took half a step back, about to unleash his thunderous magic.

"Don't move! It's a clone technique!"

"If you wish to act recklessly, fellow Daoist, you should first consider whether your sword is sharp or your life is tough."

The clear, cold sound of the spring water came from all directions, making it difficult to discern its source.

Xu Sixing suppressed his shock.

Being met with indifference from another version of myself felt like a thorn in my side.

"What... exactly do you intend to do?"

Xu Sixing gritted his teeth.

The responder was a flurry of hurried footsteps.

"Oh dear! It's a misunderstanding!"

Duan She ran back, carrying a jade box in his hands, and ran to the front with a happy expression.

Present the box with both hands.

"As the master said, guests are guests, business can wait, etiquette comes first."

"This is a small gift for you, young master."

Xu Sixing was stunned.

A beating followed by a sweet treat?

That's a bit too much...

Reaching out to take the box, I gently lifted a corner, revealing a strange, fiery-looking [Azure Blood Earth Lotus] lying perfectly intact inside.

My heart skipped a beat.

Xu Sixing's knuckles turned white, and he was absent-minded.

For this one medicinal herb, they risked their lives, bled, were mocked, and fell into despair.

Now, it's being delivered to my hands so lightly?

"well....."

Zhu Ming sighed softly:

"This isn't giving a gift; it's clearly attacking someone's heart."

When someone gives you this thing, it's a way of telling you, "What you cherish is nothing but trash in their eyes."

"From the very beginning, regardless of strength or overall situation, they were crushed."

Xu Sixing was no fool; he understood the extent of human nature's scheming.

He closed the jade box and carefully placed it in his bosom.

He glanced at the tightly closed carved wooden door deep inside, straightened his clothes, and stepped forward.

Push the door open.

......

"Click".

A single plain potato chip is crumpled up neatly.

Qingyuan smacked his fingers contentedly, watching Xu Sixing stride into the room through the screen.

"You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub."

"Xu Sixing, you ate my food and entered my door."

"Don't even think about running away in this lifetime."

He grabbed a can of cola, took a swig, and let out a loud burp.

"Next."

"It's time for Shu Yan to take the stage and give this proud 'true disciple' a proper induction lesson called 'Recognizing Reality'."

The monitor's glow illuminated a young, mischievous face.