Primordial Treasure Mirror

After the outer sect steward arrived.

His expression was quite serious, even showing a hint of tension.

He spoke with the two managers for quite a while.

They learned that Zhang Wan and the others had left the mountain the day before.

He then asked the servants who had seen Zhang Wan and the others come down the mountain.

They learned about the situation down the mountain.

After asking around...

The outer sect steward came to a conclusion:

The nine disciples who were doing odd jobs came down the mountain voluntarily, without any signs of coercion or kidnapping.

His expression immediately relaxed.

Before he arrived, he thought there had been another incident involving spies from the Demonic Sect.

I was extremely nervous.

After all, the last time that outer sect steward encountered a spy from the demonic sect, he was severely injured.

If it weren't for the intervention of a Foundation Establishment elder, the spies would have all escaped.

After clarifying the situation, it was discovered that the untrained servant had run away on his own, and naturally, everyone relaxed.

They were just a few menial disciples, recruited as independent cultivators. Let them go if they want.

The deacon didn't take the rogue cultivators and servants seriously at all, and said in a nonchalant tone:

"They only ran away as menial disciples. I guess they couldn't adapt to the sect's rules and wanted to live a carefree life."

"The sect recruited them to give them an opportunity. Since they don't cherish it, they can't blame anyone else."

The steward asked Wang Heng to bring the list of servants and then inquired about the names of several servants who had come down the mountain.

Subsequently, Zhang Wan and nine others were removed from the list of miscellaneous servants at Cuiling Peak.

He looked at Wang Heng:

"These individuals will be treated as deserters. I will inform the Enforcement Hall to add them to the deserter list. If any sect disciples encounter them outside the sect in the future, they can be killed on the spot."

Wang Heng readily agreed.

The surrounding rogue cultivators and servants looked somewhat uneasy upon hearing his words.

Some even showed signs of lingering fear.

It seems that these people also have the idea of ​​leaving Qingyang Sect.

I never expected that the Qingyang Sect would treat those who betray them in this way.

Su Yang stood at the very back of the crowd, his expression unchanged.

He wasn't a rogue cultivator or a servant; he never had any intention of leaving the Qingyang Sect.

He couldn't wait to stay at the Qingyang Sect.

It's good to rest in the shade under a big tree.

He certainly won't leave unless he finds a better place to go.

The outer sect steward clearly noticed the expressions of these rogue cultivators and servants, and his tone became more serious:

"Once you've joined the sect, don't even think about defecting. The sect provides you with places and resources for cultivation so that you can contribute to the sect."

"If any of you dare to follow their example, there is only one fate awaiting you: death. Understand?"

The unaffiliated monks and laborers looked at each other in bewilderment, and then repeatedly agreed.

to be frank.

Most of the rogue cultivators and handymen never considered leaving the sect to continue being rogue cultivators.

Although there are many rules and a lot of work in the sect, it is much better than the precarious life of a rogue cultivator outside.

Spirit stones, elixirs, cultivation techniques, protection—which of these isn't something that rogue cultivators dream of?

Most people just want a peaceful life. Only a fool would give up the good life in the sect and go back to being a rogue cultivator and living a hard life.

The outer sect steward flew away.

After he left, the atmosphere among the servants immediately became much more relaxed.

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

"I don't know what that widow Zhang was thinking, abandoning her perfectly good sect and insisting on running away."

"Those people are obviously not good people. They might have been thieves in the past, so naturally they can't get used to the sect's rules."

"Zhang Wan and the others are sticking together. They might not be any worse off outside than in the sect. Maybe they feel that it's freer outside."

"Heh, it's hard to say whether those people ran away because they were afraid of being arrested after committing a crime."

"It's a pity, that widow was really pretty. I was even thinking about spending a night with her, but now I don't have the chance."

......

Su Yang didn't participate in their discussion at all and silently returned to his room.

Alchemy and spiritual cultivation.

Now that no one is bothering him, he can do his own thing in peace.

The next few days.

The discussions about Zhang Wan and the others gradually subsided.

There are far too many menial servants in the sect, so it's not surprising that a few are missing.

The fact that a mere nine rogue cultivators escaped didn't even alarm the outer sect elders, let alone those at higher levels.

soon.

No one mentioned Zhang Wan and the others again.

They vanished completely, as if they had never been to Emerald Peak.

Su Yang also resumed his usual rhythm.

During the day, they work in the spiritual fields, and at night, they return to their rooms to cultivate or refine elixirs.

He had already put Zhang Wan's matter out of his mind.

Those nine people died cleanly, their ashes scattered by him. Now that the sect doesn't care about this matter, there will naturally be no further trouble.

Su Yang's cultivation is progressing steadily.

Five top-grade Green Wood Pills were given daily without fail.

The spiritual energy within his dantian grew stronger day by day, bringing him one step closer to the completion of the fifth level of Qi Refining.

In terms of physical body, it has been continuously strengthened under the refinement of the Spirit Nourishing Technique.

Although each use of the Spirit Nourishing Technique did not significantly increase his physical strength, after repeated use, his physical body strength had far surpassed that of other cultivators at the same level.

As for alchemy, the progress has not been significant.

The skin-healing pill has been refined for several days, two batches per day.

Even now, they can only produce useless pills.

Fortunately, even small progress is still progress.

He was already very satisfied with his progress from not being able to produce even a single, useless pill at the beginning to being able to steadily condense pills and produce only useless pills in every batch.

Su Yang knew that he didn't have a Foundation Establishment Elder father like Min Yue, nor could he invite top-tier first-order alchemists like Steward Sun and Jiang Yanchen.

Even if his alchemy aptitude is not much lower than Min Yue's, and he has a better alchemy furnace, he may not be able to catch up with Min Yue's progress.

He can only do his best.

Time quickly passed to the third day after the outer sect steward arrived.

He finished his work for the day.

He went back inside and took out the alchemy furnace.

He placed the prepared spiritual materials beside him, performed hand seals and incantations, and began refining elixirs.

The flames in the furnace rose steadily.

Su Yang began refining pills step by step, adding ingredients, controlling the fire, and melting the ingredients, becoming more proficient at each step than at the beginning.

He was also extremely focused.

Su Yang refined this batch of Healing Pills very smoothly.

He felt a surge of inspiration, and his mind was perfectly clear about what to do next and what rhythm to use to refine the pills.

At the same time, the skill he had accumulated over the past few days of alchemy seemed to burst forth this time.

The ointment spun slowly in the furnace.

The color gradually becomes uniform and translucent from its initial chaotic state, exhibiting the unique luster of Yufudan.

Su Yang held his breath and focused his mind, adjusting his flame-holding technique, and the ointment began to shrink and solidify.

He then unleashed the Elixir-Dividing Technique.

The elixir gradually took shape.

Finally, perform a hand seal to collect the elixir.

The alchemy furnace was opened.

Five pills flew out of the furnace and landed in his palm.

One of them was a pure light blue color.

It is warm and smooth, with a faint herbal fragrance, and a clearly visible red pattern on its surface.

"Inferior-grade skin-healing pill, completed."

Su Yang casually put the remaining four decent-quality bluish-gray waste pills into his storage bag and carefully examined the first skin-healing pill he had refined.

The curve of her lips widened little by little.

Finally, I couldn't help but burst out laughing!

"I've succeeded! I'm one step closer to becoming a first-tier alchemist!"