Chapter 1028: Blood Jiao Pill

In a secluded courtyard stood a three-story, blue bamboo building.

Four Core Formation cultivators were gathered, drinking tea and chatting. Wang Qingshan and Wu Yun'er were among them.

At the beginning of the war, Wang Qingshan was the captain of a small team, leading six Core Formation cultivators. Later, as the war expanded, they dispersed. Wang Qingshan was ordered to harass the demon race's rear, and after being injured, he was transferred back to recuperate. Wu Yun'er and her six companions remained on the front lines, where they had slain half-demons. Two of their companions had died at the hands of the demon race, and one was severely injured.

“I never expected the war to be so intense,” Wang Qingshan said with a mournful tone. “Even Senior Brother Wu and Senior Brother Zhao have fallen.” He had trained with them for over half a year, forming a certain camaraderie, and learning of their deaths, Wang Qingshan felt a pang of sadness.

“They were all killed by Cheng Xiaotian,” Wu Yun'er said, her eyes red-rimmed. “Junior Brother Wang, if you get the chance, you must avenge Senior Brother Wu and the others.” The Senior Brother Wu she spoke of had been attacked by Cheng Xiaotian while covering her retreat, dying tragically at his hands. Because of this, Wu Yun'er loathed Cheng Xiaotian and had always wanted to avenge her fellow disciples. However, Cheng Xiaotian had several Core Formation companions, making it impossible for her to succeed.

Wang Qingshan sighed and said, “If I get the chance, I will find an opportunity to eliminate him and avenge Senior Brother Wu and the others. However, the war is so fierce that even Nascent Soul cultivators have fallen. I wonder how many people will have died by the time it ends. By the way, do you have any news from the South Sea Immortal Cultivation World?” Wang Qingshan only knew that a major battle had also erupted there but was unclear about the specifics.

Wu Yun'er shook her head and replied, “The exact situation isn't clear. I heard that five sea regions have fallen into enemy hands, and the Ten Great Sects of the South Sea are organizing forces for a counterattack. No one is allowed to leave the South Sea, only enter.”

“Is there any news of my Ninth Uncle and Ninth Aunt?” Wang Qingshan pressed on, thinking that if no one was allowed to leave the South Sea, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan might have stayed to participate in the war.

“No,” Wu Yun'er replied. “The Ten Great Sects of the South Sea have sealed off information and tightened management of the markets. Unless they speak, we can't possibly know the situation there. Senior Wang only recently formed his Nascent Soul, so he probably wouldn't participate in the war, right? Even if they did, they should be fine; Nascent Soul cultivators aren't easily imperiled. The fact that Cheng Zhanxian could kill three Nascent Soul cultivators is largely related to him having a Nascent Soul-stage wolf-eagle beast.”

Generally, when demon beasts advance to the fourth rank, they have a chance to transform into human form. However, very few fourth-rank demon beasts are capable of doing so. For demon beasts to transform into human form, there are two restrictions: First is bloodline. Demon beasts reproduce quickly and often cross-breed, resulting in offspring with mixed bloodlines, making transformation into human form more difficult. Demon beasts with pure bloodlines are more likely to transform into human form after reaching the fourth rank. Second is opportunity. If the bloodline is not pure enough, a significant opportunity is required to have a chance at transforming into human form.

The purer the bloodline, the later the transformation into human form occurs. However, proportionally, their divine abilities are greater.

“I hope Ninth Uncle and Ninth Aunt are safe!” A faint vibration emanated from Wang Qingshan’s robes. He took out a communication snail, channeled a spell into it, and the runes on its surface glowed brightly. Liu Mei'er’s voice suddenly rang out: “Brother Qingshan, I’ve found something good, you’re sure to like it! I’m waiting for you at the Azure Moon Tower.” Hearing Liu Mei'er’s voice, Wu Yun'er frowned.

“I’m busy right now, I can’t leave,” Wang Qingshan replied. He found it awkward to leave immediately, so he could only decline politely.

“It’s okay, Brother Qingshan. You can stay busy. I’ll just wait for you at the Azure Moon Tower. Just come over when you’re done, or I can come find you. I promise you’ll like this item.” Liu Mei'er’s voice was very gentle, making it pleasant to listen to.

“Alright, then,” Wang Qingshan agreed, and put away the communication snail.

Wu Yun'er hesitated repeatedly, then kindly reminded him, “Junior Brother Wang, I’m not speaking ill of her, but she loves to tease outstanding cultivators. She’s skilled at changing her expression and is known as the ‘Ever-Changing Fairy’. She’s acting right now! Don’t fall for it.”

“That’s right!” another cultivator chimed in. “She loves to play tricks on excellent cultivators. Once someone falls for her, she immediately changes her target. Don’t let her trick you.”

“Thank you, Senior Sister Wu and Senior Brother Li, for the reminder. I understand,” Wang Qingshan agreed with a smile, knowing full well that Liu Mei'er was acting. Liu Mei'er played her role so well that sometimes he even forgot her true appearance.

After the time it takes to steep a cup of tea, Wang Qingshan left and arrived at the Azure Moon Tower.

He inquired with the waiter, who led him to a private room. Liu Mei'er had already been waiting for a while.

She had ordered a pot of steaming spiritual tea and two plates of pastries, which she was eating while waiting for Wang Qingshan.

“Brother Qingshan, you’re finally here!” Liu Mei'er exclaimed, standing up to pour a cup for Wang Qingshan. “Try the Azure Moon Tower’s signature spiritual tea; it tastes quite good.”

The tea was emerald green and emitted an unusual fragrance.

Wang Qingshan picked up the teacup and took a sip. Soon, a wave of heat rose from his abdomen. He felt his qi and blood circulate faster, his heart pounded, and his whole body felt feverish.

“This isn’t the Azure Moon Tower’s spiritual tea, is it? What kind of spiritual tea is this?” Wang Qingshan asked, frowning.

Liu Mei'er blinked, saying with a half-smile, “It’s a Joyous Harmony Tea. Do you feel very hot? Do you feel like taking off your clothes?”

Wang Qingshan felt his whole body burning, his arms were flushed, his breathing grew heavy, and a wicked fire rose from his abdomen.

He picked up the teacup and drank all the tea within it.

“You knew it was Joyous Harmony Tea and still drank it? Aren’t you afraid of making a fool of yourself? Has no one told you that I love to tease male cultivators? Some say I practice dual cultivation methods to extract yang from yin, draining male cultivators of their essence. Aren't you afraid of being drained dry by me?” Liu Mei'er smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes as soft as water.

“If it truly were Joyous Harmony Tea, it would be you who made a fool of yourself, not I,” Wang Qingshan said, his tone calm. “Besides, I don’t believe you are such a person.” He believed his judgment that Liu Mei'er’s true nature was not bad.

Hearing this, Liu Mei'er chuckled, her ample chest rising and falling, seemingly about to burst from her clothes. She picked up her own teacup, drank all the tea, and her expression remained unchanged. After a while, the heat subsided, and Wang Qingshan felt his body return to normal, breaking out in a sweat.

Liu Mei'er took out a white porcelain bottle, handed it to Wang Qingshan, and said, “Inside here is a high-grade third-tier Blood Flood Dragon Pill, crafted by a third-tier alchemist from the Pure Clarity Temple. It’s refined from the essence blood of a high-grade third-tier flood dragon and various five-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs. It can stimulate the bloodline and increase a flood dragon’s chances of advancement. Doesn’t your cousin have a third-tier flood dragon? This Blood Flood Dragon Pill will be of great benefit to her spirit beast.”

Wang Qingshan took the porcelain bottle and poured out a blood-red pill the size of a pigeon egg. It emitted a fishy, foul odor.

“A Blood Flood Dragon Pill! What do you want in return?”

“My hand in marriage, though you surely wouldn’t agree,” Liu Mei'er said with a playful smile. “In the great decisive battle seven days from now, I want you and me to cooperate with Fellow Daoist Lin to eliminate Cheng Xiaotian. Cheng Xiaotian killed one of my junior sisters and Fellow Daoist Lin’s dual cultivation partner. Besides the three of us, Fellow Daoist Song from the Valley of Ten Thousand Ghosts will also be joining; he’s the newly promoted senior disciple of the Valley of Ten Thousand Ghosts.”