In the Xingjie, at the Shuijing Gong.
The air was filled with the fragrance of medicinal herbs, and life energy permeated every corner.
The Semi-Saint level Xiao Baihu stared intently at the Throne level Xiao Bai Mao, who was using a cauldron to refine pills belonging to Shouge. Xiao Baihu's expression was a mixture of fear, trepidation, and a hint of awe.
With the assistance of the Longxing Zhiling, even the influence of killing intent had been completely eradicated.
Hantian Zhixu had been conscious for some time now.
In the distance, the heads of A Bing and A Huo peeked out from the crack in the spatial barrier, observing with curiosity the vibrant Shuijing Gong overflowing with life energy.
This surge of vitality...
It must be the medicinal soup!
"Whizz."
A golden streak of light shot from somewhere, transforming into a scene in the air of the Shennong Yaoyuan.
It showed an old man in hemp clothes, clutching a jade talisman, his face tense with anticipation, his back slightly hunched.
At the center of the Shennong Yaoyuan, the Longxing Zhiling lazily lifted its eyes and recognized the jade talisman as one that granted access to Xingjie.
This was, naturally, one that Xu Xiaoshou had given away.
Each jade talisman was marked by the Longxing Zhiling upon distribution.
Therefore, when someone from outside requested entry to Xingjie, the Longxing Zhiling could instantly identify the person and the surrounding circumstances.
"Li Fugui..."
The Longxing Zhiling remembered that face.
Among humans, he was considered quite handsome.
Xu Xiaoshou had mentioned that he was from Tianshang Yilou.
Seeing that Li Fugui was alone, with no external forces attached to him, and no traces of Ghost Beast aura, Shengdi power, Zuyuan force, or Cheshen Nian—high-level forces like those—the Longxing Zhiling thought that if he dared to cause trouble, it could swat him away with a single paw.
So, with a mere thought, the Longxing Zhiling allowed him entry.
"Hiss!"
As his vision blurred for a moment,
dense life spiritual energy poured into Li Fugui through his eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and every pore of his skin.
Even though he had mentally prepared himself, Li Fugui couldn't help but shudder in awe.
"This... is this some kind of paradise on earth?"
He simply inhaled, and the surging life energy in the air swept away the mental exhaustion from handling affairs, making him feel as if he had grown younger!
Once his vision cleared and the new scenery unfolded, Li Fugui didn't know how to react.
What rich heavenly spiritual energy!
What powerful life force!
What a vast, untouched space!
Well, Shouge does have a Yuanfu space—that's in the intelligence reports. Even if the spiritual energy density doesn't match, I need to stay calm and maintain my composure...
Hmm, looking at the surroundings, it doesn't seem like just a Yuanfu space; it feels more like a nascent small world...
Something is off!
This medicine garden... heavens, what is this? Everything planted inside is Shengyao?
That is...
Longxing? The ancestral tree Longxing? One of the nine ancestral trees' true forms?
Dragon blood? And it has Shengdi aura—Shengdi dragon blood?
There are even dragon corpses?
Over here, why are there so many cauldrons and shields? Each one has a hollow, and each hollow contains pills...
This pile of junk... no, it's not junk! Dammit!
These jade slips, pill bottles, and weapons—all of such high grade... Semi-Saint level? Just tossed here like that?
And...
This palace!
Li Fugui turned around, stunned and speechless, like a country bumpkin entering the city, overwhelmed and even breathing heavily.
What caught his eye last was a massive, translucent, 琉璃-colored Shuijing Gong, adorned with jewels, its eaves soaring and ridges flying, exuding grand majesty.
Inside the palace, crystal structures formed various mystical landscapes: nine dragons holding pearls, Bixi carrying steles, mermaids dancing with halberds, coral insects spitting bubbles... all showcasing the ultimate beauty of creation.
"Shuijing Gong!"
As a former high-level intelligence officer of Huacao Ge, Li Fugui still had keen insight and recognized this ancient lost divine artifact from the Yiwen Bei.
But from his memory, wasn't this palace sealed in the treasury of Shengshen Hall, impossible for anyone to activate?
How did Shouge get it? When did he steal from the Shengshan treasury? There's no record in the intelligence?
"Roar—"
The arrival of a stranger prompted A Huo in the distance to let out a low growl, eager to fight.
Li Fugui turned his gaze and saw the heads of two white skeletal giants emerging from the spatial crack, but something was blocking them, preventing their full bodies from coming out.
"Why are there so many giants? Is Shouge trying to build a second Xukong Island..." As he thought this, Li Fugui felt slightly relieved—at least there was no immediate threat to his life.
His eyes returned to the Shuijing Gong.
In the great hall, the Xiao Bai Mao known as Tan Shen was using a large bathtub... no! It was the Longfeng Chengxiang cauldron of Wuxiu Qianbei, and it was refining pills?
Beside it stood a Semi-Saint level Ghost Beast in cat form.
"Han Ye!"
Li Fugui quickly bowed in greeting, thinking that at last he had encountered a being well-documented in the intelligence.
This was someone familiar, even if it might not recognize him.
"Hmm."
Han Ye, in the form of Xiao Baihu, glanced at the person, then crossed its paws without saying more, exuding the arrogance of a Semi-Saint.
"Gurgle..."
The fragrance of medicine wafted from the cauldron.
The cauldron was covered, and the fire was being adjusted to concentrate the essence.
"Tan Shen Daren, has he truly inherited Shouge's techniques..." Li Fugui was shocked that even a cat in Shouge's world could refine pills, but he didn't dare speculate about what kind of pill it was, not even stealing a glance.
See too much, die more. Hear too much, die more. Do too much, die more.
As a subordinate, just learn to wait patiently, and you will rarely die.
"Buzz!"
In the Shennong Yaoyuan, the ancestral tree Longxing emitted golden light.
The massive, coiling golden Longxing Zhiling suddenly appeared in the high clouds, swooping down with tremendous force toward the Shuijing Gong, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Human, welcome to Xingjie!"
The booming, thunderous holy voice made Li Fugui stagger back several steps, his legs turning weak.
In that instant, he swallowed hard, feeling like he had become the chosen one, arriving in a celestial realm...
His true life was just beginning!
Here, there were immortal palaces, true dragons, holy medicines, and endless opportunities—grabbing even a bit would bring infinite benefits.
If he could gain the favor of the dragon spirit before him, it would grant him all its wealth, and he would embark on a new chapter in the path of spiritual refinement.
Stamp on Bazun An, punch the mischievous Daoist...
In Li Fugui's mind, a million-word epic of a fantastical life titled "Li Fugui's Dream Life: I Have a Small World" had already unfolded.
Of course, as an intelligence officer, he had undergone intense temptation training, making it hard for him to lose himself.
Yuanfu space? No!
Paradise on earth? Exactly!
Li Fugui believed that anyone seeing such supreme treasures for the first time would harbor the same wicked thoughts he had now.
But actions speak louder than thoughts.
In terms of thoughts, he, Li Fugui, could still outshine most people.
His Daoist heart was as steady as a rock, and he quickly recovered from all the temptations.
"I have seen you, Longxing Qianbei."
Li Fugui bowed sincerely, erasing from his mind all the inappropriate scenes he had just witnessed.
Shouge already possessed so much, and he was still that strong, yet he couldn't escape the grasp of Bazun An, and the Dao Hall Master was plotting something...
What nonsense about "stamping on Bazun An and punching the mischievous Daoist"—it was all delusional.
Even ten times this wealth couldn't compare to those monsters. The Ten Zun Seats weren't human!
You might have the life to take it, but not the fortune to enjoy it!
The Longxing Zhiling leaned in to sniff the human's aura.
After confirming that this person was indeed not manipulated, possessed, or a pawn of Beihuai used to locate the Xingjie spatial node, it lost its initial interest and asked boredly,
"What is it?"
"This junior has an urgent matter to see Shouge; I humbly request your permission, Qianbei."
"Xu Xiaoshou is still in a coma."
"Not awake yet..." Li Fugui was stunned.
He knew Shouge's recovery ability was unparalleled, with any injury healing in a few breaths.
But now, it seemed the consumption from transforming into that super-giant form was too great.
Still, considering the opponent was a Shengdi, Shouge was... incredible!
"Inside."
The Longxing Zhiling tilted its head slightly, then retreated back into the Shennong Yaoyuan.
Given its status, speaking a few extra words to this human was already a great honor.
Li Fugui watched the elder leave, then turned his gaze to the Shuijing Gong.
"I don't sense Shouge's aura here..."
He looked around and, seeing no one stopping him, stepped into the Shuijing Gong.
Inside, it was spacious and empty, with few signs of human habitation.
At that moment, there was only the scent of medicine, the cat refining pills, and the ferret watching.
"May I ask, where is Shouge?"
"Inside." Xiao Baihu turned its head, gesturing toward the cauldron with its mouth.
"Gurgle..."
The medicinal liquid boiled under the lid, and Li Fugui's mind went blank for a moment.
Shouge... was being boiled?
"This..."
Li Fugui hurried forward but didn't dare disturb the focused Tan Shen.
He thought, unfamiliar with the place and its rules, since they were doing this, there must be a reason.
So, he suppressed his anxiety and asked, "Tan Shen Daren, are you healing Shouge's injuries?"
Han Ye nodded, then shook its head: "This great one doesn't know. What do you want with Xu Xiaoshou?"
Li Fugui knew Han Tian Zhixu inside out and realized talking about Xiang Yi to it would be like playing a lute to a cow, so he said tactfully, "There are a few complicated matters..."
Complicated matters? And several of them?
"Oh." Han Tian Zhixu immediately lost interest. "Then you'll have to wait a while."
The situation is critical; we can't afford to wait!
Li Fugui looked around again and asked, "What about Lei Xier Daren? I mean, Mu Zixi?"
Han Ye gestured with its mouth again: "Also inside."
"Gurgle..."
The liquid continued to boil.
Li Fugui felt a chill on his scalp.
Was this really okay? Refining both Shouge and Lei Xier—were they making a Rendan?
"Tan Shen Daren?"
He had to ask cautiously.
Tan Shen didn't respond, its mouth pursed in concentration as its front paws rapidly formed cat seals, one after another. Soon...
"Boom!"
With a loud explosion, the lid of the three-legged cauldron burst open.
A wave of decaying aura emerged, followed by bursts of medicinal fragrance.
Pills, some successful and some failed, flew out, and Tan Shen skillfully sorted and bottled them.
Sanpin Dansyao...
Li Fugui was horrified—this was a third-grade refining cat, terrifying indeed!
"Meow?"
Are you looking for my master?
After the pills were done, Tan Shen turned its little head, reached out a paw, and pulled out a naked human form of Xu Xiaoshou.
Li Fugui's face turned pale.
Shouge was injured so badly that they used him to refine a Rendan?
But quickly, he saw Tan Shen set aside a bit of the life-rich third-grade pills and feed the rest to Shouge.
Under Shouge's feet was an array of profound principles, where with each breath, he not only absorbed Xingjie's life spiritual energy but also perfectly digested the medicinal power.
His face now showed a hint of color, and his breathing was steady, as if he were just soundly asleep, not gravely wounded.
"Truly healing?" Li Fugui fell silent.
A ghost beast refining pills to save its master.
Shouge's side was full of wonders!
He then saw Tan Shen take the remaining pills and feed them to another lifeless body in the cauldron... Lei Xier?
Lei Xier had her eyes tightly shut, her dress still stained with blood, her breath faint, like someone on the verge of death.
Li Fugui sighed.
Indeed, not everyone was like Shouge, who could clash with a Shengdi and end up not critically injured but just snoring away, resting up for when he wakes.
Lei Xier, with her Shenmo Tong and Zhisheng Motai, was still too severely wounded from the Shengdi's strike.
If not for the third-grade refining cat sustaining her life...
If not for the cat using Shouge to produce all these life pills and sharing some with her...
She might have already stopped breathing!
"What can be done about this?"
Li Fugui frowned deeply; the key figures were all unconscious, and even he felt powerless.
After all, the matter with Xiang Yi required Shouge's decision!
Just then, outside the Shuijing Gong,
At the newly formed Lingyu Pond, formerly the Yuan Du Fish Pool, a fishing rod that had been lying idle along the edge trembled slightly and lifted on its own.
"Splash..."
Spiritual spring water scattered as the rod hooked out a withered human figure, formed by spiritual energy.
The two beasts by the cauldron suddenly panicked, as if they had done something wrong, and started digging holes, but finding they couldn't, they scurried toward the spatial crack.
Were they afraid of being caught for refining their master? Li Fugui muttered silently as he turned and witnessed the strange scene:
Under the infusion of life force, the withered image clone quickly plumped up, recovering from its dehydrated state to a normal human form.
It was exactly Shouge!
"Li Fugui, what matter is so urgent that even you can't handle it and needs me, the Louzhu, to step in personally?"
In the Ranming Site,
In the pitch-black underground cave, Ren had no idea how long he had been there.
Others rushed into the site, howling as they seized opportunities and fought for treasures.
But as soon as he entered, he hurriedly dug a hole and buried himself, then cried his heart out in the hole.
He cried until his voice was hoarse!
Cried until it was heart-wrenching!
And he was afraid of being discovered and killed...
In the battle against Beihuai, Ren claimed second place in contributions—others wouldn't dare claim first, not even the gods.
After all, without his crying here, the original body couldn't have stayed emotionally composed in front of Shengdi Beihuai, let alone speak or fight.
Now...
The original body was resting after the battle.
Theoretically, Ren could take advantage of this to use that noble original body, along with all the treasures and Zuyuan force, to have some fun.
But from the perspective of protecting the original body, it was best not to use it if possible.
After all, the original body's depletion wasn't just physical; his essence, energy, and spirit were completely drained and needed time to recuperate.
His weak will remained with the original body, manipulated by the San Yan Tongmu in the "Life Daopan," where through the passive skill "Transformation," it would heal quickly using other high-level forces.
If moved to the second true body, that body lacked external forces to maintain the various Daopans and had no Zuyuan force for "Transformation" to heal.
It would be a waste!
The recovery time would be delayed by a few more days!
So, when he saw Li Fugui enter Xingjie, Ren's first reaction was not to move—nothing was more important than the original body's life.
But noticing how troubled Li Fugui looked, thinking that this shrewd person wouldn't come to Xingjie without a sky-falling crisis,
Ren had no choice but to use a roundabout method to communicate.
The original body had left many image clones in Xingjie as backups—his own and others'.
Even strands of spiritual thoughts were divided there to prevent sudden death without holy medicine for revival.
The same went for Ren.
Although most of the time he self-destructed helplessly and these backups went unused, they still had to be kept.
He activated one of the backups in the image clones.
Using the method of divided spirit manipulation, without disturbing the original body, he barely established contact from the Ranming Site and found he could communicate with Li Fugui.
The strand of spiritual thought in the image clone, which was used for fishing and nurturing the rod in hopes of making it as famous as Cangku, naturally had little combat power.
But for chatting, it was enough.
"Go ahead, what is it?"
Ren manipulated the image clone, his movements starting to feel awkward.
But soon, by urging it with the methods of Renjian Dao, even without activating that mode, he felt the connection strengthen greatly, allowing him to stroll casually into the Shuijing Gong.
Shen Yi, Gu Wu...
Peering into the cauldron, Ren shook his head and didn't punish Tan Shen—after all, it meant well.
He first dressed the naked original body to cover it up, then, with great effort, struggled to lift Lei Xier out.
Seeing that she had little breath left and was too injured to even manifest her Mu Zixi mode for healing, he pondered and carried her to the side of the Hongmeng Zinqi.
After Xingjie's evolution, the Hongmeng Zinqi had grown much stronger.
Even on the Bodhi tree branch, there were three drops of purple liquid—thick, fully condensed into liquid form.
Ren manipulated the image clone to take one drop and feed it to Lei Xier's mouth.
In the Shennong Yaoyuan, the Longxing Zhiling suddenly popped out, its eyes complex and strange, as it looked at Xu Xiaoshou's image clone and said,
"Two bad news— which one first?"
Li Fugui waited quietly, not showing any impatience, and only when Shouge stopped and turned back did he quickly speak:
"Shouge, big trouble."
"Xiang Yi has been captured by the Dao Hall Master himself!"
Xiang Yi?
Dao Qiong Cang, making a move?
Impossible— how could that old schemer personally act for someone as insignificant as Xiang Xiaoxiao?
Ren's heart sank with a bad premonition, and he immediately grabbed a Shengdi Longlin to test his own safety.
"Thump thump! Thump thump! Thump thump!"
The heartbeat from the Shengdi Longlin was so intense and rapid, it felt like it would shatter one's soul with high-frequency shocks.
Almost simultaneously...
In the Shennong Yaoyuan, the ancestral tree Longxing trembled.
The Longxing Zhiling emerged again, its gaze complicated and odd, as it looked at Xu Xiaoshou's image clone:
"Two bad news— which one first?"
(End of chapter)
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