Immortality: Starting with the Fruit of Taiyin

"So you've probably come to the wrong person."

That's roughly how things went. Usually, the three members of the Han family rarely asked him about any of their confusion outside of class.

Coming to his senses, Wang Xuan looked at Han Li and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh:

"I know the kind of pill you've been researching, the first-grade low-level 'Minor Spirit Cultivation Liquid,' which is the core inheritance in the incomplete alchemy book."

"Further up, there are the first-tier mid-grade 'Spirit Nourishing Liquid' and the first-tier high-grade 'Great Spirit Nourishing Liquid,' both of which help to nourish the spiritual field and assist the growth of medicinal herbs."

"Unfortunately, I have never studied this type of elixir before, and in this respect, I am probably no match for you."

This is, of course, a lie.

The alchemical techniques that Dao Guo comprehended were very comprehensive and unbiased.

Others who study the "White Yang Alchemy Book" can at most master three of its main categories and become officially recognized alchemists by their sects, but Wang Xuan is different.

Through his understanding of the Dao Fruit, he has reached the level of a formal alchemist or above in all of the thirteen categories and sixty-nine types of first-grade low-grade pills, seventeen types of medicinal liquids, nine types of medicinal ointments, and three types of incense sticks recorded in the alchemy book. There is no indication of any bias in his understanding.

Therefore, he certainly knew how to make elixirs that fertilize fields and nourish spirits.

It's just that we've never refined it in previous transactions with the Han family, so they don't know about it.

Wang Xuan casually declined, having no intention of cultivating any genuine master-disciple relationship with these "agreement master-disciple" partners.

Unexpectedly, Han Li called him back again.

"Master, what I wish to inquire about is not the techniques of alchemy, but rather the changes in spiritual awareness that occur when harmonizing medicinal properties..."

"Changes in spiritual consciousness?"

Having gone this far, Wang Xuan, as the agreed-upon instructor, could no longer refuse.

After only half an hour, having answered Han Li's questions, he couldn't help but remark, somewhat unintentionally:

"...That's the gist of it. You can try to figure out the rest on your own."

"However, in my opinion, you have a great talent for the 'precision' of spiritual control, but you seem to be a little lacking in the ability to sense dynamic changes... Perhaps you are not suited for alchemy."

"This... is, after all, a family arrangement."

"Even if my talent is not as good as my two elder brothers, I can only make up for it with hard work, so as not to disappoint the elders' expectations."

Slightly taken aback by what he heard, Han Li bowed respectfully, while Wang Xuan waved his hand dismissively.

He was just mentioning it casually, after all, he had never studied anything other than alchemy.

It will take him several more years to gradually wear down the restrictions on the four inheritances he obtained from the Lower Temple's Scripture Pavilion.

By that time, mastering alchemy, talismans, arrays, and artifacts would naturally be impossible.

But if it's just getting started, it shouldn't be a big problem.

As for Han Li... she doesn't seem to be like Han Dao and Han Bo. There are no elders in her family who can provide her with extra financial support, let alone allow her to try other crafts.

Fortunately, this had nothing to do with him, and there was no deep connection between the two of them.

……

After meeting Yang Yunzhi that day, Wang Xuan's life returned to peace.

In the Chen Kingdom, as time slowly passed, the shock brought about by the destruction of the five major powers gradually dissipated.

Instead, there is a desire for the benefits left behind.

Although the remaining Core Formation sects and aristocratic families dared not act rashly due to the recent closure of the Tianshan Sect, conflicts among the major Foundation Establishment families began to gradually arise.

For a time, even in the vicinity of many small and medium-sized markets, rumors of treacherous cultivators appearing from time to time began to circulate.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with Wang Xuan.

After all, Baihe Market is backed by the Xuanfu Lu Clan. Even if some cultivators are deliberately indulged by someone behind the scenes, they would not make this place their target.

In addition, the teaching tasks were not heavy, and the incomplete inheritance acquired by the Han family was relatively intact in the field of first-order low-grade.

Therefore, apart from his daily cultivation and spiritual refinement, he focused more on the Azure Shadow Sparrow.

For cultivators, taking a mid-grade spiritual root as an example, it generally takes about twenty-five to thirty years to go from breaking through the seventh level of Qi Refining to perfection.

As a superior bloodline, even though he was close to Foundation Establishment at the late stage of the first rank, Wang Xuan no longer had enough Spirit Feeding Pills to refine.

The bluebird steadily advanced further, its aura comparable to that of a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining, only much slower than its wild counterparts.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will take at least six or seven years, or at most ten years, for it to reach the limit of a first-tier demon beast and begin preparing to break through to the second tier.

Given the obvious scarcity of resources, advancing to the Foundation Establishment stage in just over a decade is a speed that would make even resource-rich, high-grade spiritual root cultivators weep in despair.

If there are enough elixirs or blood food, the advancement time of the Azure Shadow Sparrow may be shortened again... This can only be described as the speed of a powerful bloodline beast.

At that time, Wang Xuan would no longer need to stay obediently in Baihe Market and refuse to step outside.

……

one year later.

After completing his daily cultivation, Wang Xuan arrived at a spirit tea shop catering to independent cultivators.

He slapped half an ounce of spirit sand onto the table and beckoned to the shopkeeper.

"Hey, Brother Wang, are you here for tea again today?"

Holding a pot of so-called spiritual tea with little spiritual energy, the shopkeeper surnamed Zhao asked with a smile.

"Yes... cultivation is difficult."

With a slight sigh, Wang Xuan poured himself a cup of hot tea, savoring the bitterness between his lips and teeth.

"However, a balance between work and rest is the right way in life."

"I am short of money and cannot compare to Manager Bai next door, who is rich and powerful and can go to Wanmiao Pavilion to listen to music every now and then."

"After much thought, I decided to come here to Manager Zhao's place for some tea."

"Sigh, who isn't like that?"

With a sigh, and seeing that there were no other customers around, the shopkeeper surnamed Zhao sat down opposite Wang Xuan.

"The surrounding environment is getting more and more chaotic, which has also affected my business."

"After all, it's not a peaceful year; who would come for tea?"

"Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Wang is merely an external guest advisor to the Han family, so there's no need to worry about these things..."

"Um?"

A thought stirred within him, and Wang Xuan couldn't help but ask:

"What does this have to do with the Han family?"

"I'm not really sure about that; it's just some rumors circulating."

The shopkeeper, surnamed Zhao, shook his head slightly, indicating that he did not know about this.

Wang Xuan didn't ask too many questions and simply continued to sip his tea and chat.

……

On that day, they returned to Dan Pavilion.

With Manager Zhao's words in mind, and to avoid getting unnecessarily involved in any trouble, Wang Xuan decided to inquire about the latest news.

Without inquiring about Han Changde, who was in charge of the area, several days later, during a private consultation with Han Li, he asked about the Han family's recent situation.

"Hmm... Master Wang is referring to the matter with the Huang family of Meishan, right?"

Han Li looks rather thin, but her long hair is jet black and shiny.

Brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, she wasn't surprised by Wang Xuan's question.

"The Huang family of Meishan?"

"That's right."

Nodding, Han Li explained:

"The Huang family of Meishan, like the Han family of Xiaozeshan, are Foundation Establishment Immortal Clans within thousands of miles of Baihefang City."

"And there are as many as seven or eight families like ours in the vicinity, which can be considered the lowest level of family power in the cultivation world."