523 Candy of Life (2/2)

The Heavenly Power Pill was one of the most precious sacred medicine in the world. Even the Zhishou Abbey only had a few of them. That was the last pill left after Chen Pipi left the Zhishou Abbey.

Long Qing lifted his pale face and smiled at the middle-aged Taoist. He said, ”Uncle, I have eaten the only Heavenly Power Pill. If you kill me, it'd be akin to dropping this pill into the toilet. If you let me live, you can still hold on to hopes that this Heavenly Power Pill might change me. I think that this would the right choice for Haotian Taoism.”

The middle-aged man squinted at Long Qing. One could not guess what he was thinking.

Stealing the sacred pills of Haotian Taoism was an unforgivable sin that was punishable by death. However, looking at it from a different perspective, the potent medicinal powers would have already been transferred to the person who had taken it once it was consumed. What was left, was the person who had consumed the sacred pill. It could be said that even though the person who held the jade was guilty, the jade had become part of the person. The person was not only free of guilt, he had also become precious.

Long Qing had not expected to flee the Zhishou Abbey on his own strength since he saw the middle-aged man. Furthermore, he was severely injured. Even if he had absorbed the Halfman Taoist's cultivation power, he would not be able to beat his powerful uncle.

He had settled on this ploy from that moment on. Those aggravating and cruel words and his talk about Haotian's will were all part of his cover. What he wanted to do from the beginning was to consume the Heavenly Power Pill while the middle-aged Taoist was distracted.

Long Qing had succeeded. He looked at the middle-aged Taoist who was immersed in his own thoughts and smiled. He did not look very pleased with himself but was satisfied with how his calculations of benefits and ploy worked out.

The Heavenly Power Pill dissolved in his stomach, turning into a clear power that flowed through his body slowly. It repaired his injured organs and even began to nourish his Snow Mountain and Ocean of Qi that had dried out after he had rebuilt it at the Southern Sea.

Long Qing could clearly sense all of this. He even guessed that once the Heavenly Power Pill had dissolved into his body, his Snow Mountain and Ocean of Qi would be completely healed and would return to its previous state. Then, together with the Halman Taoist's power that he had absorbed, his cultivation state would return to its peak. He might even be able to cross that threshold and enter the Knowing destiny State!

He had once lost everything, so he knew how hard it was to get it back. He had once been brilliant, and only found out how hard it was to climb back to the peak. He thought about that arrow on the snow cliff of the Wilderness and the bloody hole in his chest. He thought about his hopeless trek towards the darkness and the bun in the rundown temple in the capital of Yan Kingdom. Long Qing's eyes moistened, and then, he felt as if his body had suddenly lightened as if he was about to float up.

Following that, he realized that he wasn't hallucinating. The medicinal power flowing through his body was cleansing all the filth in it. It washed away all the dust of the mortal world thoroughly to his bones. He became lighter, so light he was about to float up into the distance.

It was a surreal feeling. It was the power of the Heavenly Power Pill and the effects that it exuded when it was about to transform into a cultivator's aura. The scent of the medicine seemed to have become a gas that poured out from his pores and enveloped his body.

While intoxicated by the floating sensation, Long Qing did not forget all those regrets. It seemed simple, but it was certain that while he was in no danger of dying, he would probably be imprisoned in the Zhishou Abbey, awaiting judgment from the abbey's dean upon his return. He would not be able to keep the Tomes of Arcane that were in his arms.

However, what happened next was unexpected. The middle-aged Taoist looked at him and said dispassionately, ”I admire your reaction speed and your way of dealing with the situation. However, you seemed to have forgotten that while you may disregard rules, Haotian Taoism and this Taoist temple have their rules.”

Long Qing frowned, he wanted to speak up.

However, the middle-aged Taoist did not speak again. Instead, he slapped down on Long Qing's head in a casual manner. It seemed simple and did not have the posturing or power that belonged to a powerhouse in the Peak state of Martial Arts should have. However, there was a mysterious aura in it. It seemed to gather a certain power in the heavens and earth and was completely unavoidable!

Long Qing could not avoid this slap.

No matter what kind of amazing encounters he had had, he could not avoid this slap by a powerhouse at the peak of the Knowing destiny State. Their differences in States was like the will of Haotian. It was completely unavoidable.

Long Qing looked at the approaching palm with a bitter expression.

The middle-aged Taoist's palm landed heavily on Long Qing's forehead.

Unexpectedly, Long Qing's skull did not fall like a ripe fruit or split like an overripe watermelon. It remained perfectly fine.

The middle-aged Taoist raised his brows, feeling that the situation was very incredulous.

The power in his palms held the energies of the heaven and earth. As it touched Long Qing's head, it encountered the aura that started to exude from the Heavenly Power Pill in his body.

A dull hum rang in the meadow.

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