Chapter 118 - Little Qiong Peak’s Special Production of the Ambition Pill (2/2)
“Uncle-Master, remember to take a look at the scroll first and try to forget the images in your mind. Then, try to take another Ambition Pill and see if it works. Remember, you can’t eat too many pills. One pill can wake you up. Two pills will allow you to never get exhausted. Three pills will easily cause trouble.”
Jiu Wu took a deep breath and whispered, “Disciple-Nephew Changshou, I’ll leave my future in your hands!” With that said, he slowly and solemnly unrolled the scroll that was labeled ‘One’. He saw two lines of a poem.
“When will spring and autumn end? How much do you know about my lingering dreams?”
Then, the painting was slowly unfolded. An indescribable painting was outlined with fine ink…
Jiu Wu gradually felt that something was amiss. He slowly looked at it, and a smile appeared on his lips…
An hour later, he unrolled all the paintings and consumed another pill. He remained seated in a daze.
This time, after a short while, Jiu Wu stood up.
His Adam’s apple bobbed and his heart trembled. His eyes were red…
This!
This is the feeling that I had not felt in more than a decade!
“s.h.i.+ s.h.i.+, s.h.i.+ s.h.i.+! I’m fine now!”
The short Daoist quickly put away the pills, picked up the paintings, and left the pavilion in a hurry. He rushed towards his Dao partner’s pavilion.
Half a month later.
Jiu Wu and Jiu s.h.i.+ held hands and headed to the Little Qiong Peak together to thank Li Changshou. They said that Li Changshou had miraculously helped them and that he was a n.o.ble doctor… and so on.
After that, Ling’e laughed uncontrollably.
As the compet.i.tion was approaching, Jiu Wu gave them an immortal treasure and two superior-grade Dharma treasures as a gift. Li Changshou did not refuse. He knew that Uncle-Master Jiu Wu served as an executive all year round and had a rich family background. Therefore, he accepted all three treasures and gave Uncle-Master Jiu Wu three jars of Poisonous Dragon Wine.
After consolidating the effects and replenis.h.i.+ng his Primordial Energy, Uncle-Master Jiu Wu looked like he was a little weaker than he was more than half a month ago.
Li Changshou had originally thought that he would let that matter rest…
That immortal treasure was a short sword that Li Changshou had given to Ling’e for self-defense.
Li Changshou kept the two superior-grade Dharma treasures for himself. He thought about how he would use them for research when he studied the restrictions of refining later.
Li Changshou set a goal for Ling’e for the internal sect compet.i.tion-Even if Ling’e took the initiative to expose her true cultivation level, she had to work hard to get into the top 108 places!
Only then would Ling’e receive more attention from the sect.
Li Changshou was now the trump card of Little Qiong Peak. It did not matter whether his junior sister hid it or not.
As long as Ling’e stayed outside, kept her promise, and didn’t cause any trouble, everything would be alright. As for Li Changshou himself, he actually did not have many expectations for the internal sect compet.i.tion. He just needed to make it to the top thirty-six. There was no point in competing
Days pa.s.sed. The Little Spirit Trees that had been planted at the back of the mountain were growing healthily. The paper effigies had a continuous supply of tree sap.
The old trees that had worked hard and worked hard were also…
chopped off like firewood by Li Changshou.
After all, they knew too many things. It would be too cruel to kill after they became spirits.
They were currently still trees. It would be fine if they were cut. There would be no pain and they would die peacefully.
Little Aunt-Master had been behaving rather properly for the past few months. She seemed to be afraid of disturbing Li Changshou and Ling’e’s cultivation.
The two of them might be the disciples with the most stable mentalities in the sect, before the internal sect compet.i.tion.
When the two of them were free, they would discuss how to help their master overcome his sorrow. Lingle’s suggestion was to find a Dao companion for their master. Li Changshou also agreed.
However, Li Changshou also said that they should let nature take its course. They could not rush it.
Just like that, another few months pa.s.sed by in a hurry. The Immortal Du Sect’s peaks would shoot out streams of light every day, and figures would appear endlessly. They were busy preparing for the compet.i.tion.
This atmosphere was very similar to that of the mortal world during celebrations.
Li Changshou also began to teach Ling’e how to defend herself. He shared some simple tricks with his junior sister so that she could advance more easily.
Among those disciples, Ling’e was the last to enter the sect, but her cultivation level was not the worst.
There was still half a month before the compet.i.tion. The Heaven-Breaking Peak had already begun to set up the venue. Most of the elders who had been in seclusion all year round had also woken up and were prepared to watch the grand event of the Immortal Du Sect that occurred once every 200 years…
That was not all. The Immortal Du Sect even sent out invitations to the outside world to invite the sects of the East Continent, which had a good relations.h.i.+p with them, as well as the factions under Ren School.
The aura of the Golden Immortal Sect Leader would occasionally appear once or twice.
Li Changshou also missed him. He wondered if the Sect Leader was still vomiting blood…
Originally, Li Changshou had thought that nothing would happen before the compet.i.tion.
The people of the Immortal Downpour Peak seemed to have forgotten about the Perfected Immortal Kuai Si for the time being. The Immortal Du Sect’s surroundings were already stable and no one was plotting against it.
On the Sea G.o.d Sect’s side, their ferocious development had finally stabilized. The dragon race had also restrained themselves. They did not go head-on with the other factions. They only guarded the merit that they obtained.
Li Changshou had already acc.u.mulated quite a lot of merit from incense offerings. He could almost condense a… small fingernail of a Golden Body out of merit…
However, what Li Changshou did not expect was that Uncle-Master Jiu Wu had gone to Little Qiong Peak on a cloud and with a bunch of gifts.
The short Daoist priest revealed a meaningful smile when he saw Li Changshou. “Changshou, do you still have any Ambition Pills?”
Li Changshou frowned and said, “Uncle-Master, you shouldn’t be running out of those pills…”
“I haven’t run out.” Jiu Wu’s expression was a little awkward. He set up a sound-proof barrier. “Well, I don’t know why Master found out about me and s.h.i.+ s.h.i.+.”
He continued, “Master asked me what happened, so I explained briefly. I didn’t say anything about you. I still remember the oath. However, when Master asked me about it at that time, two elders happened to be there. Then, an elder secretly looked for me…
“Changshou, you should know that if you cultivate for too long, your mental state will become dull. The elders also have Dao companions. Naturally, they would be worried about such matters. It’s not good for me to turn them down, so I took out the Ambition Pill… Guess what? Heh! It really works!”
Li Changshou could not help but support his forehead with one hand.
He cultivated in Ren School in order to find backing to protect himself so that he could successfully obtain the Longevity Fruit!
I’m not here to operate a medicine hall and sell Ambition Pills. I’m not here to cooperate with some unreliable Great Daoist Masters and create trouble!
Jiu Wu smiled and said, “Changshou, can you still refine the Ambition Pill? What materials do you need? I’ll bring them over immediately!”
“No.” Li Changshou shook his head firmly. “These pills are very difficult to refine. There won’t be more of them.”
Uncle-Master Jiu Wu looked disappointed and he asked softly, “Really? I’ll go back and tell the elders then. Sigh, they had prepared many gifts to thank you. The Mentor Elder had promised that when you become an immortal, you would be rewarded with the next volume of the Inaction Sutra…”
Li Changshou smiled and thought, Am I someone who wavers because of a material object?
Yes.
Li Changshou took out six porcelain bottles from his sleeve and said, “I’ll give a single portion to each of the elders. I really don’t have more.”
After all, he had to leave some for the spiritual beasts in his spiritual beast enclosure…
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