Starting as a spiritual plant master, may I eventually become the master of all lands.

"They're down! Quick!"

"Don't let it burrow into the monster's body!"

"Mine! Ah! What the hell is that? A puppet?"

A dozen or so cultivators were chasing a wisp of Emperor's Essence. One of them had just snatched the Emperor's Essence with a small bottle when, unexpectedly, several strange figures dressed in theatrical costumes suddenly appeared beside him.

These dough figures swiftly surrounded him, leaping onto him with lightning speed. Then, the dough figures softened, wrapping the man up like a "meat pie."

Feng Yu made a hand gesture, and the "meat pie" instantly returned to his side. A small dough figurine hand emerged from the "meat pie," holding a small bottle.

He grabbed the small bottle, laughed loudly, and then patted the storage bag, revealing a misty talisman in his hand.

He slapped the talisman onto his body, and his entire being transformed into a wisp of water vapor, vanishing without a trace. It was actually a top-tier, first-order water escape talisman.

"No killing, no arson, dough figurine maker, specializing in finding bargains!" These words, filled with ecstatic joy, could still be faintly heard coming from afar.

"brute!"

"Let's go over there quickly!"

A moment later, the "meat pie" exploded, revealing the cultivator inside.

"Damn it, my Emperor's Dew!" He cursed a few times and immediately fled to another place.

……

"Fellow Daoist, hand over the Emperor's Elixir in your hand, and I may spare your life."

A cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining, dressed in white robes and with a gourd hanging from his waist, looked at a woman opposite him and said.

This woman was also at the ninth level of Qi Refining, but her expression changed upon seeing this person: "Fellow Daoist, why don't you search elsewhere? Wouldn't openly robbing damage the reputation of your Suspended Gourd Pavilion?"

The cultivator from the Hanging Gourd Pavilion smiled faintly, patted the gourd, and a pill suddenly flew out of it.

This elixir was completely different from the ones we usually take; it was covered with strange runes.

"Fadan!"

The woman gasped in shock and pulled out a top-tier first-order wood-lightning talisman, exactly the same as the one Song Chuan had used, but her expression was extremely grim.

"You're refusing my offer of wine and wasting my treasure!" the cultivator from the Hanging Gourd Pavilion said coldly.

He tossed the pill in his hand, cast a spell, and the pill suddenly dispersed, transforming into countless transparent gases. The gases were like mist, yet not quite mist, hazy and indistinct, and rushed straight towards the woman.

The woman threw down the talisman in her hand and turned to flee.

Logically, the Wood Thunder Talisman should be specifically designed to counter this kind of fog, but after the talisman exploded and thunder roared, the gray fog only dissipated most of it, leaving a small portion that moved incredibly fast and caught up with the woman in the blink of an eye.

The woman froze, her magical power instantly rendered useless. Her skin suddenly began to fester, as if she had contracted some kind of sore.

He swayed and fell to the ground.

The monk from the Suspended Gourd Pavilion picked up the small bottle containing the Emperor's Essence and the storage bag, and quickly left.

……

Five or six late-stage Qi Refining cultivators watched as a wisp of Emperor's Essence fell, and were about to unleash their trump cards to snatch it.

But at that moment, a white ape suddenly darted out, leaping several meters in one bound.

The wisp of imperial liquid seemed to possess a spirit; it veered off course and fell directly onto it, as if it had no intention of landing on the human.

"quick!"

"don't want……"

"It's too late!"

The Emperor's Dew instantly entered the white ape's body, and the white ape vanished without a trace.

……

"Those three bastards from the Long Spoon Sect stole the Emperor's Essence using a top-tier flying magic artifact!"

"What's the use of saying this? Hurry up and go somewhere else, maybe you can still make it in time."

"Those three are truly courting death! With so many demonic birds in the sky vying for the Emperor's Dew, they still dare to use flying magical artifacts!"

"Didn't you notice? That broken pot has extremely strong protective capabilities..."

In the black pot.

Zhuang Xiuya happily held up a small bottle: "This is the second strand. Let's find another one for our junior brother and quickly hide away to refine it."

"I haven't seen Fellow Daoist Song for a long time. I wonder how he is doing," Old Goose Zhang said in a muffled voice.

"He's so shrewd, why should we worry about him? It's best we didn't run into him; if we did, it would be embarrassing to fight over him." Zhuang Xiuya slapped the pot and fled.

……

In a cave in a valley.

Song Chuan held a small bottle in his hand, his face beaming with joy.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chi. I never expected that Imperial Dew would actually fall here."

"Hmph! You should hurry up and refine it here. After a human refines it, it can be sealed in the body for five years without dissipating. You must cultivate to the ninth level of Qi Refining by then."

Zhuang Xiuya rolled her eyes at him, but a sense of unease lingered in her heart. This guy claimed to have four spiritual roots; she wondered if he could even reach the Foundation Establishment stage.

Of the humans who managed to obtain the Emperor's Elixir, only a small fraction were able to establish their foundations even after consuming Foundation Establishment Pills.

"Thank you for protecting me, Fellow Daoist Chi." Song Chuan immediately sat down cross-legged.

Just now, several strands of imperial liquid fell here, and one of them was naturally obtained by Song Chuan.

However, Crimson Poppy and Wind Fox Beast did not need to do it like him. The Emperor's Dew fell naturally onto the demon and the beast as if they were returning home, and dissolved into their bodies.

Song Chuan was somewhat puzzled. The Emperor's Elixir was indeed a strange thing, and it was quite troublesome for the human race to obtain it.

There has always been a saying that humans are favored by the heavens, but this strange creature seems to be trying its best to avoid humans.

Could it be the balance of heaven and earth? Humans have already developed superior intelligence and meridians and acupoints suitable for cultivation, so many spiritual objects will no longer be allocated to humans.

How amazing!

Song Chuan glanced at the orchid worm and the two earth dragons, each of which had brought Emperor's Essence to his door. The cultivation levels of the three spirit worms instantly increased dramatically!

The orchid insect was originally at the early stage of the first tier, but after consuming numerous insect crystals and receiving the divine nectar, it has directly reached the peak of the middle stage of the first tier.

This insect can now instantly kill cultivators at the sixth or seventh level of Qi Refining!

However, Chi Ying Shu saw the insect, and in order for it to obtain the Emperor's Elixir, Song Chuan could not hide it. Chi Ying Shu was greatly shocked; she had never seen such a strange insect before.

Song Chuan felt somewhat helpless. The Orchid Insect was a master of ambush, and it wouldn't be good for outsiders to know. He could only instruct Chi Ying Shu not to talk about it when she returned.

The two earth dragons were just ordinary demon-transformed insects. After receiving the Emperor's Elixir, their demonic energy surged, their intelligence increased significantly, and they became more agile. However, it would still be some time before they reached the first rank.

As for the Crimson Poppy and the Wind Fox Beast, Song Chuan didn't notice anything unusual.

Whether human, demon beast, or spirit plant, each can only absorb a wisp of Emperor's Essence. All the rest of the Emperor's Essence ended up on some demons and spirit plants.

It is believed that after this baptism of the Emperor's Dew, even though the human race has taken a lot of it, many more wonders will emerge in the Kongsang Mountains.

The Emperor's Dew does not occur every month on the night of Gengshen; sometimes it only happens once every few decades or even hundreds of years.

Song Chuan opened the small bottle; he had one hour to refine the substance.

With a flick of his wrist, the golden moonlight trembled slightly. He then cast several strange hand seals, finally pointing to the Emperor's Flowing Essence.

The imperial fluid, like a swimming snake, entered his mouth. It traveled down the Ren meridian, all the way to his dantian.

A warm, soothing sensation suddenly spread throughout my body.

But Song Chuan immediately circulated his internal energy to suppress this feeling and seal it in his dantian.