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Leaving the pavilion, Jiang Ming was in no hurry to return the spirit stones to the Scripture Transmission Pavilion, instead using the opportunity to get closer to Elder Qin.

He knew perfectly well that the old man didn't actually need these few coins.

All the help I gave in the past was simply out of goodwill towards the younger generation.

If you rush to curry favor with someone just after learning they are an elder, it might have the opposite effect.

After a moment's thought, Jiang Ming headed straight for the alchemy room.

Although the memories of the "Eternal Life Sutra" were fully inherited, this part of the content is still incomplete.

Rock Realm, Iron Bone Realm, Dharma Image Realm, Dharma Body Realm...

The originally clear path of cultivation was suddenly abruptly cut off at the Dharma Body, leaving one feeling frustrated, as if a book had been read only halfway through and then had no more chapters.

Although he was slightly unhappy, Jiang Ming didn't dwell on it.

His physical body is currently only at the Rock Realm level, so he already has a significant advantage when fighting against opponents of the same level.

The physical strength corresponding to the Dharma Aspect Realm is comparable to that of a Foundation Establishment True Person!

He's already very satisfied with what he's achieved.

The alchemy room.

Seeing Jiang Ming arrive again, the disciples' expressions were subtle, but they dared not speak.

They were all busy with their own tasks, washing, drying, and grinding herbs, and each of them looked extremely busy.

Deep inside the pharmacy, an old man slowly opened his eyes.

He cast a scrutinizing glance, then slowly stood up, a forced smile on his face, and said, "Isn't this Zhou Yi's virtuous grandson? You're quite the impressive one!"

"I've trained you for years, and you've wasted your time as a lamp..."

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Ming was startled and realized the man's identity. He immediately bowed respectfully and admitted his mistake, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

"Greetings, Steward Wu. Last time, I was just ignorant and arrogant."

That's why I accidentally killed Zhao Yongkang, committing a grave mistake. When I got back, my grandfather gave me a severe scolding.

I am filled with remorse and hope that you will be magnanimous and forgive me this time.

Jiang Ming's words and actions were respectful, and Wu Yue could find no fault with him. After pondering for a moment with his head lowered, he gave a dry smile.

"That old fellow Zhou Yi is lucky; he picked up a piece of rough jade."

"Shunzi, take him to get the pills, give him a discount."

Upon hearing Wu Yue's instructions, one of his disciples immediately dropped his chores, lowered his head, and nimbly ran over, showing an expression of complete understanding.

The alchemy workshop has its own slang. Saying "I'll give you a discount" is a clear indication that they're deliberately trying to rip you off!

It seems that Manager Wu still harbors some anger.

Understanding this, Shunzi smiled knowingly and led Jiang Ming inside, but secretly her eyes turned cold.

"Senior Brother Jiang, what kind of pills do you need?" he asked respectfully.

Shunzi was about to reply when Jiang Ming looked around and decisively shook his head, appearing completely unperturbed.

"I need some elixirs, quite a lot of them. Could you please bring me paper and pen?"

"By the way, give me the price list for the elixirs. I'm not rich, so I have to be careful with my money, otherwise I won't be able to afford it."

"..."

Silently frowning, Shunzi sensed something was wrong. His body felt as if it were covered in mud, and he walked very slowly with each step.

In a short while.

Shunzi took the page filled with Jiang Ming's writing, his eyes wide with surprise!

The combination of medicinal herbs on this is so skillful that it's as if the person is an expert.

Most importantly, he saw the shadows of several precious pills in them. No, to be more precise, they were almost complete pill formulas, and even improved upon.

How the hell would you know anything about alchemy!

"Three hundred spirit stones." Shunzi glanced at Jiang Ming a few times with a sullen expression, then reluctantly took out the spirit medicine and quoted the price.

Seeing that Jiang Ming was still calculating and seemed to distrust him, his face immediately turned ashen, as if he had eaten excrement.

"Some of the medicinal herbs have gone moldy. Replace them with new ones."

Also, the price is wrong; it should be 270. You calculated it wrong. Be careful next time.

With a warm smile, Jiang Ming took out spirit stones from his storage bag, piled them up into a small mountain, gave Shunzi a deep look, and then left gracefully.

Spicy!

As Shunzi watched Jiang Ming leave, her legs trembled involuntarily.

Manager Wu is petty and narrow-minded; he knows this better than anyone.

The old man instructed him to steal the other party's spirit stones, but Jiang Ming was knowledgeable in the field, and the matter ended in failure.

Logically speaking, Manager Wu shouldn't have taken his anger out on me, but the problem is that he's petty and never listens to reason.

Damn it!

Bitter!

"Thank you, Steward Wu, for not holding a grudge against me. I shall take my leave now."

By the way, Shunzi miscalculated the price. I'm not trying to cause trouble, but it's really careless of him...

As soon as he stepped out of the room, he heard Jiang Ming's words and Shunzi's expression turned bitter; he was so frightened that his soul almost flew out of his body.

Turning his head, he met Wu Yue's sinister gaze.

Kneeling on the ground, Shunzi cried and slapped himself, "Shunzi has failed in his duties, please forgive me, sir!"

This kid knows alchemy, and he's extremely cunning; I simply can't fool him..."

"Idiot, if you know you can't fool him, why did you even try?"

Now look what's happened, he's found out and thinks I'm petty!

"How dare you tarnish my reputation! Guards, break his legs right now!"

Wu Yue grabbed a stool and hit Shunzi with it, then walked away cursing.

At the same time, a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, came from the alchemy room.

……

Back in the cramped stone chamber.

Jiang Ming recalled what had just happened, a slight smile playing on his lips, and couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

When Zhou Yi mentioned Wu Yue, he emphasized that Wu Yue was petty, and now it seems that this is indeed true.

If I truly do not understand alchemy, I would most likely suffer a great setback today.

At the outer gate of this trench, it's okay if you get ripped off badly, or it's okay if you get ripped off carefully.

If you want to go far and achieve steady progress, you ultimately have to rely on your own abilities.

Cheng Ya's words make sense; ultimately, people have to rely on themselves!

"Almost brand new, in great condition. Old Zhao is a good guy; he really gives away good things."

Jiang Ming took out Zhao Yongkang's precious alchemy furnace, played with it for a while, and carefully placed it beside him.

He immediately opened his palm, summoned the fire from the furnace, and selected several spiritual herbs according to the prescriptions recorded in the "Eternal Immortality Scripture," extracting their essence.

The white, smooth, and medicinal juice gradually gushed out under Jiang Ming's vigorous extraction.

Jiang Ming carefully gathered the trickling water into the bottle, took out the dragon blood flower, crushed it neatly, and then put it into the bathtub.

As the dragon blood flower soaked in warm water, it gradually wrinkled and curled up, while at the same time, a burst of hot steam rose from the bathtub.

Seeing that the time was right, Jiang Ming slowly dripped the spiritual liquid from the bottle into the bathtub, then took off his clothes and jumped in.

As he activated the "Eternal Immortality Scripture," the rising water vapor around him instantly surged into Jiang Ming's body!

Under the powerful impact of the medicine, Jiang Ming's skin burst open, and he instantly became a blood-soaked figure.

The process was tedious and painful, yet it possessed a strange magic. Whenever Jiang Ming felt he couldn't bear it anymore, the nourishment from the dragon blood flower brought him immense comfort.

Pain, pleasure, pain, pleasure.

After several hours of this cycle, Jiang Ming slowly opened his eyes; his torn skin had already healed.

Whoosh!

He jumped out of the bathtub, reached out and gently poked the stone table with his finger. On the hard stone slab, there was a hole that was clearly visible to the naked eye!

Iron Bone Realm, achieved!