Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

After making a deal with Qin Le, Qing Yan spent more than three hours slowly condensing five drops of crystal-clear, faintly glowing primordial blood essence from her body.

At the same time, most of the spiritual liquid in the pool was consumed at a visible rate.

After completing the condensation, Qingyan sent a telepathic message to Lin Wanrou, who was busy in the alchemy room, asking her to come over.

"Why did you suddenly call me over?" Lin Wanrou hurried into the herb garden, her gaze pausing slightly when she saw the spirit liquid pool: "Huh? Why is there so much less spirit liquid?"

"I made a deal with your son." Qingyan's illusory figure appeared, his tone calm: "From now on, I will give you five drops of primordial essence blood every month in exchange."

As he spoke, five drops of primordial blood essence, radiating a rich aura of life, gently floated to Lin Wanrou's front.

Before Lin Wanrou could speak, the illusory image of the child on her shoulder couldn't help but appear, its face filled with shock:

"You're actually willing to give up five drops of your primordial blood essence?! Qin Le has only comprehended the Immortal Path!"

As the alchemy attendant of Laozi, she knew perfectly well what the spiritual creatures of heaven and earth craved most. In her view, Qin Le had no leverage to negotiate with Qing Yan.

Qingyan smiled slightly: "Although it is the path of immortality, the path of creation is already precious enough for us. You are not a spiritual being of heaven and earth, so you cannot understand how much the power of creation can benefit us."

This was the explanation she had prepared in advance—since Qin Le wanted to conceal the truth about comprehending the Great Dao, she naturally wouldn't reveal it.

She didn't want to miss this rare opportunity because of her loose tongue.

"The Path of Creation and Immortality?!" The young girl's eyes widened even more. "That kid... he's comprehended another path to immortality?!"

Even though Qin Le had already comprehended the two immortal paths of time and space, the addition of another path of creation still shocked her.

But she couldn't refute Qingyan's statement—she truly didn't understand just how attractive the Dao of Creation was to the spiritual beings of heaven and earth.

"What's so surprising about that?" Lin Wanrou smiled and took out the jade bottle, carefully putting away the five drops of essence blood. "Master, you know my son's comprehension."

She never expected that her son would be able to get her such a precious treasure.

The essence and blood of the spirits of heaven and earth are among the rarest treasures in the Three Realms, and the essence and blood of spiritual plants are sacred objects that alchemists dream of.

After all, the spiritual treasures of heaven and earth may be transformed from flames, lightning, strange stones, spiritual water, or even clouds—those cannot be used to extract essence and blood for alchemy.

Normally, this is a treasure that only saints are qualified to obtain.

Just like the main ingredient needed by Laozi to refine the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, it is the essence and blood of the spiritual substances of heaven and earth.

When Laozi's medicinal garden was attacked, the Nine-Life Flower, one of the main medicinal herbs, was severely injured and on the verge of death. Even with Laozi's best efforts to save it, it would take ten thousand years to recover, during which time it would be unable to produce essence blood again—this is the fundamental reason why the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir disappeared.

Qingyan ignored their conversation and instead explained her situation:

"Gathering the essence blood requires a large amount of spiritual energy. From now on, I will need about 30,000 catties of spiritual liquid every day."

Upon hearing this, Lin Wanrou waved her hand dismissively, "It's alright, it's alright, the last thing I lack... is spirit stones."

Since the hair coloring pill was launched, Lin Wanrou has not only received a sales commission, but the Heavenly Court has also bestowed a generous reward upon her—now her spirit stone reserves are too numerous to count.

Because what the Heavenly Court bestowed upon her was an infinitely renewable spirit stone mine, which could produce nearly 10 billion spirit stones every year.

It is no exaggeration to say that her current wealth would be considered upper-middle class even in the Heavenly Realm, and second only to the Jade Emperor in the mortal world.

Thirty thousand catties of spiritual liquid per day?

It really wasn't a big deal for her.

Rather, Lin Wanrou was more worried about how to spend the spirit stones, as many alchemy materials could not be bought with spirit stones.

Especially in the current state of war, everything must be prioritized for supplying the front lines.

After reaching an agreement with Qingyan, Lin Wanrou returned to the alchemy room, but a hint of conflict appeared on her face.

The young girl couldn't help but ask, "This primordial essence... how do you plan to use it?"

"I haven't decided yet... The essence of heaven and earth is too high a level for me. With my current alchemy skills, it's difficult to fully utilize its effects."

Lin Wanrou very honestly admitted her shortcomings.

She was very clear about her own position—in the mortal world she was a top alchemist, but in the celestial realm, her basic skills were only considered average.

Lin Wanrou's research capabilities make her position among alchemists somewhat ambiguous, but it is certain that her basic skills are at an intermediate level.

But scientific research and innovation capabilities and basic skills are two different things.

"If we don't need it for the time being, we might as well take some out and trade it," the girl suggested.

Given that Lin Wanrou has not yet been able to fully utilize her abilities, trading some of her essence blood for urgently needed resources is indeed a wise choice.

"That works too." Lin Wanrou nodded, taking out a list of materials: "These are what I need right now. Master, who do you think would be the most suitable person to trade with?"

The young girl glanced at the list and smiled, "Finding the patriarch or the Heavenly Court is fine."

Lin Wanrou thought for a moment and made a decision: "Then let's find the patriarch. Please help me make contact, Master."

As a disciple of the young girl, she naturally belonged to the lineage of Laozi. It's perfectly reasonable to prioritize giving good things to one's own people.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The girl readily agreed.

A moment later, the celestial maiden's true form reported the matter to Laozi. Soon, a miniature spatial portal quietly opened beside Lin Wanrou, and a storage ring floated out.

Lin Wanrou placed the jade bottle containing three drops of primordial blood essence into the spatial portal, and then accepted the ring.

The portal closed silently, and the transaction was complete.

Lin Wanrou probed the ring with her divine sense and took a quick look. A smile involuntarily appeared on her lips—the materials given by Laozi were much more than those on the list.

This may be a way of showing care for younger generations, or it may be an acknowledgment of her research capabilities.

Time passed, and the next morning arrived.

Qin Le yawned as he left his house and headed to the alliance headquarters—today was the day his graduating class of high school students received their awards.

Go to the heavens and listen to the sages preach.

Upon arriving at the Alliance's main gate plaza, he saw Chen Yun and Chu Xiaonan, both looking excited. A large number of students had already gathered around, all waiting for the Alliance to teleport them to the Celestial Realm.

"Qin Le! Over here!" The two waved from afar.

Qin Le approached, looked at Chu Xiaonan, and teased with a smile, "How are you feeling right now?"

"Of course I'm excited!" Chu Xiaonan's eyes lit up.

The sage's sermons were not just for these young cultivators; many celestial beings would also go to listen.

And Erlang Shen, whom he revered most, would naturally be present.

For Chu Xiaonan, this was perhaps the closest he had ever come to his idol in his life.