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Chapter 123 Second-Tier Alchemist Inheritance [Please Subscribe!]

Wanling Market, Lingyao Pavilion.

Chen Qing walked out of the shop with light steps and patted the storage bag.

Five white jade boxes appeared in the bag, inside which lay five portions of the main ingredients for the Body Forging Pill: Golden Essence Vine, Blood Jade Ginseng, and...

Five earthworm roots each, all from a secret region, all of excellent quality.

"The materials for five Body Forging Pills, plus auxiliary medicines, cost nearly two hundred spirit stones per pill."

"Body cultivation—it really is the cultivation path that consumes the most spirit stones in the cultivation world."

Chen Qing clicked his tongue inwardly, calculating as he walked.

This Body Forging Pill truly lives up to its reputation as a top-grade first-tier body-refining pill; its price is outrageously high.

After five batches, the material costs alone amounted to nearly a thousand spirit stones, not even counting the cost of refining the pills.

Fortunately, Qinghe Lake's output over the past five years has been quite considerable.

With three thousand blue carp and a stable annual output, plus a thousand spirit sheep chickens, he could earn a net income of nearly three thousand spirit stones each year after deducting costs; otherwise, relying solely on the Lingyun Sect's mission stipend and the annual salary of the Beast Taming Peak disciples would not be enough to sustain the burning cost of the "Mysterious Origin Body Refining Technique".

Chen Qing shook his head and walked towards the East Street of the market.

After an incense stick has burned.

Lingyun Lane, Han Wenshan's courtyard.

Chen Qing pushed open the door and entered. He greeted Han Wenshan who came out to greet him, but without any formalities, he sat down in the hall and took out five jade boxes and a jade slip from his storage bag, placing them on the table: "Fellow Daoist Han, these are the materials for five Body Forging Pills. The pill formula is also engraved on the jade slip."

Upon hearing this, Han Wenshan's expression hardened slightly. He stepped forward, picked up the jade slip, and pressed it against his forehead, carefully sensing it for a moment.

After a long pause, Han Wenshan put away the jade slip, his brows furrowing slightly, a rare look of hesitation on his face: "Fellow Daoist Chen—I have never refined this Body Forging Pill before. Moreover, judging from the formula, this pill is quite special; it should be a pill for body cultivators, right?"

Chen Qing picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and nodded noncommittally.

Over the past five years, he would come to Han Wenshan every few days to refine pills, producing Jade Marrow Pills and Bone Shaping Pills one after another. Han Wenshan had long guessed that he was refining his body.

There's nothing to hide about this. Body tempering may be rare, but it's not something shameful.

"Fellow Daoist Han, I only have one question for you: how long will it take to retrieve these five Body Forging Pills?"

Han Wenshan pondered for a moment, then held up three fingers: "Three days."

He paused, then added, "However, I have never refined this Body Forging Pill before. I need to open a furnace and try it out first to familiarize myself with the technique and the heat. If I start rashly, I'm afraid I'll just be wasting your precious medicine."

Chen Qing nodded slightly, signaling him to continue.

Han Wenshan pondered for a moment, then held up two fingers: "I estimate that after five batches, at least twenty pills can be produced."

"Twenty?" Chen Qing raised an eyebrow, quickly calculating in his mind.

Theoretically, a single batch of pills can yield a maximum of ten pills.

However, there are always losses in alchemy. An ordinary alchemist is considered lucky if he can produce five or six pills in one batch.

Previously, Han Wenshan could refine seven to eight Jade Marrow Pills and Bone Shaping Pills, making him one of the top alchemists.

However, since it was Han Wenshan's first time refining Body Forging Pills, the first one or two batches, especially the first batch, might all be ruined. If he could get twenty pills, that is, an average of four pills per batch, it would be barely acceptable.

Once Han Wenshan becomes more skilled, the wear and tear will naturally decrease.

"Alright, we'll do as Fellow Daoist Han says." Chen Qing nodded, then took out 150 spirit stones from his storage bag and stacked them on the table. "This is the cost for five furnaces. Fellow Daoist Han, please count them."

Han Wenshan didn't stand on ceremony, pocketing the spirit stones and carefully putting away the five jade boxes and the pill formula jade slip. A smile appeared on his face: "Fellow Daoist Chen, rest assured, I will do my best and will never let you down."

Chen Qing picked up his teacup and took another sip. His gaze lingered on Han Wenshan's face for a moment before he suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist Han, we've known each other for five years, so we can be considered old acquaintances."

Han Wenshan was taken aback, wondering why Chen Qing had suddenly brought this up.

Chen Qing tapped the table lightly, his voice unhurried: "Fellow Daoist Han comes from a family with a long and distinguished tradition. Would you be willing to part with that second-tier alchemy master's inheritance passed down from your ancestors?"

Han Wenshan narrowed his eyes slightly, picked up his teacup and took a sip, unusually showing no joy.

"I know you urgently need spirit stones, and although I don't know the specific reason, if you are willing to make a copy of that inheritance for me—" Chen Qing held up two fingers, "I am willing to offer two thousand spirit stones."

Two thousand spirit stones.

This amount is a huge sum for a rogue cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

The hall was silent for a moment.

Han Wenshan put down his teacup, remained silent for a long while, and then slowly spoke: "Fellow Daoist Chen, to be honest, my youngest son is ten years old this year. Six years ago, his spiritual root was tested. Although he has four spiritual roots, his aptitude is mediocre. But I still hope that he can enter a major sect to cultivate, so that he won't end up like me, wasting his life as a rogue cultivator."

Han Wenshan gave a wry smile and shook his head: "Fellow Daoist Chen may not understand the life of a rogue cultivator. I have wasted half my life and have a deep understanding of it—a rogue cultivator's achievements are limited throughout their life. Regardless of the quality of the cultivation method, the occasional guidance from a Foundation Establishment True Person or Golden Core True Monarch is an opportunity that a rogue cultivator would never dare to dream of."

"Back then—" Han Wenshan sighed, "I originally had several regular customers, all of whom were outstanding rogue cultivators. Later, they agreed to go to a secret realm in Leizhou for training, but—none of them came back."

He picked up the cooled tea and drank it all in one gulp, as if trying to swallow those bitter memories along with it.

"I've known these old customers for many years. Back then, I was quite arrogant. Although I didn't offend anyone, I wasn't well-liked either. Eventually, my source of income was cut off, and I had no choice but to solicit customers in the market. Meeting Fellow Daoist Chen that day, looking back now, was actually my good fortune."

After listening, Chen Qing understood Han Wenshan's meaning and nodded.

Han Wenshan stood up, bowed to Chen Qingshen, and said sincerely, "I am deeply grateful for Fellow Daoist Chen's kindness. However, this alchemy lineage was left by my ancestors, and even if I am unworthy, I cannot sell it for spirit stones. I hope you will understand."

Chen Qing picked up the teacup, watched the tea leaves rise and fall in the cup, and remained silent for a moment.

He doesn't blame Han Wenshan.

Putting himself in his shoes, if someone offered him spirit stones to buy the inherited cultivation technique of Beast Taming Peak, even if he could sell it, he wouldn't agree.

Some things truly cannot be measured by spirit stones.

However, Dan Yu's alchemy skills have reached a bottleneck. Without a systematic alchemist inheritance, relying solely on his own exploration, it's unknown when he can break through to become a first-grade high-level alchemist.

He was determined to inherit this legacy.

Chen Qing put down his teacup, took out a token from his storage bag, and placed it on the table.

The token is entirely green, with the words "Lingyun" engraved on the front and a lifelike cloud pattern on the back. It exudes a gentle and warm feeling as it shimmers with spiritual light.

Chen Qing pushed the token forward and solemnly said, "Fellow Daoist Han, I am actually a disciple of the Lingyun Sect. I am currently managing the sect's spiritual veins at Qinghe Lake in Chiyang County. I am a legitimate disciple of the Lingyun Sect. Fellow Daoist Han just mentioned that you hope your youngest son can enter a major sect to cultivate."

Han Wenshan was taken aback. His gaze fell on the token, and after examining it carefully for a moment, his expression gradually became solemn.

Chen Qing continued, "I am currently at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and I am also 80% confident in Foundation Establishment. After I establish my foundation, I can introduce him to the Lingyun Sect as an outer disciple."

Chen Qing was not exaggerating; he was confident that he could break through to the Foundation Establishment stage within five years.

Han Wenshan's youngest son is ten years old this year, the same age as Xu Xian, and will be fourteen or fifteen years old at that time.

Although they were over the age range of six to ten years old that Lingyun Sect usually recruited as disciples, it was still feasible for Chen Qing, who would be a Foundation Establishment True Person at that time, to bring them into Lingyun Sect as outer disciples or miscellaneous disciples.

Never underestimate the outer disciples of Lingyun Sect; even though they are only outer disciples, their status is not low.

Just like Yang Ming, who intercepted him back then, he also had the aptitude of four spiritual roots, yet he was still able to serve as the garrison commander of Jueyuan County, a position of considerable importance.

Leaving aside owning one's own spiritual land, as far as cultivation techniques are concerned, as long as one diligently accumulates contribution points, there is still a chance to enter the Ten Meridians of Soaring Clouds, and exchanging for a Foundation Establishment cultivation technique is by no means difficult.

Han Wenshan's pupils contracted slightly as he realized that Chen Qing's spiritual pressure had increased from the sixth level of Qi Refining to the ninth level.

"Is Fellow Daoist Chen's statement true?"

"Really?" Chen Qing nodded.

Han Wenshan remained silent for a long time.

The tea got cold, so we refilled it, but it got cold again.

He picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, then put it down heavily, as if he had made up his mind.

"it is good."

Han Wenshan stood up and bowed deeply to Chen Qing: "If Fellow Daoist Chen can truly help my son enter the Lingyun Sect, I will offer this second-tier alchemist inheritance to him without taking a single penny."

Chen Qing waved his hand, took out a bulging spirit stone bag from his storage bag, and pushed it over: "One thing at a time."

"Two thousand spirit stones will be paid as promised. I will do my best to arrange for your son to join the sect."

Han Wenshan's lips moved as if he wanted to decline, but seeing Chen Qing's unquestionable gaze, he finally accepted the spirit stone bag.

He turned and went into the inner room, and soon came out carrying an old wooden box. The box was about the size of a palm, completely black, and the edges were polished to a shine, clearly an old object that had been around for many years.

Han Wenshan gently opened the box, inside lay a jade slip that looked like white jade and a thin, yellowed book.

"The jade slip contains alchemy insights and recipes, ranging from low-grade first rank to high-grade second rank, totaling 128 kinds." Han Wenshan carefully took out the jade slip and book, handing them to Chen Qing with both hands. "This book, 'True Explanation of Alchemy,' is a handwritten copy by our ancestor, recording some unique insights and tips for alchemy. It is even more precious than the jade slip."

Chen Qing took the jade slip with both hands and scanned it briefly with his spiritual sense. It was filled with a large amount of knowledge about alchemy, from the identification of spiritual herbs and the combination of medicinal properties to the control of fire and the arrangement of pill arrays.

Seeing this, Han Wenshan thought for a moment, then took out another booklet: "These are my daily alchemy insights. Although they are not as good as those of my ancestors, they are still the culmination of my life's work. By applying them to other areas, I think they can be of some help to Chen Dao."

Chen Qing's eyes lit up.

Compared to the book "True Explanation of Alchemy", Han Wenshan's insights are not necessarily inferior. His original intention with the two thousand spirit stones was to prevent Han Wenshan from "holding back a trick", but he did not expect to gain something unexpected. It seems that the two thousand spirit stones were not a waste.

Chen Qing put the jade slip and book into his storage bag, stood up, and cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Han. I will come to collect the pill in three days."

Han Wenshan nodded repeatedly, escorted Chen Qing to the courtyard gate, and let out a long sigh as he watched Chen Qing's departing figure.

Lingyun Sect —

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He muttered to himself, a glimmer of hope flashing in his cloudy eyes.