Chapter 1279: Healing Wounds

Back at their residence, Wang Changsheng took out two porcelain bottles. He handed a cyan one to Wang Ruyan and said, "My dear, this is the Nine-Reversal Misfortune-Transforming Pill, the imperial family's sacred healing elixir. Take it to recover from your injuries."

Their injuries were similar, but as a body cultivator, Wang Changsheng was more resilient and could recover sufficiently with a Replenishment Pill.

"My dear, a Replenishment Pill will be enough for me. In terms of individual strength, you are stronger than I am, so it would be better for you to take the Nine-Reversal Misfortune-Transforming Pill."

Wang Ruyan demurred. If they encountered another powerful enemy, they might not be able to defeat them, and in such a situation, it was more appropriate for Wang Changsheng to use the Nine-Reversal Misfortune-Transforming Pill for his recovery.

"We are one. Even when facing enemies, we won't be separated. It doesn't matter who is stronger, as long as we can defeat the enemy. Hurry and take the Nine-Reversal Misfortune-Transforming Pill for your recovery! I'm a semi-body cultivator, more resilient than you, and my recovery ability is stronger."

Wang Changsheng's tone was serious, leaving no room for refusal. He placed the Nine-Reversal Misfortune-Transforming Pill into Wang Ruyan's hand.

Taking the Nine-Reversal Misfortune-Transforming Pill would significantly shorten Wang Ruyan's recovery time, whereas Wang Changsheng's healing would take longer. They wouldn't return to the South Sea for a while; they knew better than to put all their eggs in one basket. If the Jiuyou Sect truly traced them back to the Wang family, as long as Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were alive, the sect wouldn't dare harm their family, fearing their furious retaliation.

They had already notified their family members in the Central Plains cultivation world to send messages back to the clan. The messages were simple, like inquiries about everyday matters, so even if intercepted, no anomaly would be detected. Immortal Purple Moon would understand the true meaning.

Wang Changsheng and Immortal Purple Moon had an agreement: if they encountered trouble, they would not return but send a messenger instead. If there was no trouble, they would return as soon as possible.

Wang Ruyan no longer refused and accepted the Nine-Reversal Misfortune-Transforming Pill.

After chatting for a while, the couple returned to their respective rooms to take their medicine and heal.

Wang Changsheng flicked his sleeve, and hundreds of silver-white formation flags flew out, circling around him. Each flag shimmered with a dazzling silver light, and tiny, mystical runes, no larger than grains of rice, flickered faintly on its surface, making them quite remarkable.

"Disperse."

With a low shout, Wang Changsheng changed his hand seals, and the hundreds of silver-white formation flags scattered, shooting in all directions. They vanished into the ground, and a large expanse of silver light emerged from the earth.

He flipped his palm, and a flash of green light appeared. The Azure Lotus Cauldron emerged in his hand, expanding with the wind as it flew towards the silver light.

Whenever Wang Changsheng was about to enter seclusion, he would use the Azure Lotus Cauldron to purify materials.

Through numerous tests, he had gained a general understanding of the Azure Lotus Cauldron's functions.

Purification had its limits and involved some loss; it merely shortened the processing time of materials.

A ten-jin piece of adamantine could, at most, yield five liang of adamantine sand. Even with the Azure Lotus Cauldron's purification, it would still yield only five liang, but the refining time would be shortened.

Without external force, the purification process was quite lengthy, but with a formation, the time could be reduced.

After purification, a thousand-year-old Glazed Bamboo remained a thousand-year-old Glazed Bamboo; its size and quality would not significantly change.

In addition to purification, the Azure Lotus Cauldron also had the function of separation. It could separate impurities from refining materials, not all impurities, but most of them.

He had previously obtained a piece of蛟blood stone that had been contaminated by something. Using the Azure Lotus Cauldron, he separated most of the impurities, obtaining a large piece of purified蛟blood stone.

Normally, when crafting artifacts, Wang Changsheng would infuse spiritual power into the Azure Lotus Cauldron to purify materials.

In simple terms, the Azure Lotus Cauldron could shorten the processing time for crafting materials, significantly increasing Wang Changsheng's efficiency in artifact crafting. What took him one or two years to forge a magic treasure would take others three or four years.

He took out some Fire Scale Sand, placed it into the Azure Lotus Cauldron, and closed the lid.

Arriving at the training room, Wang Changsheng released the Sea-Suppressing Ape.

The Sea-Suppressing Ape's aura was weak, and it looked dispirited, its body covered in wounds.

Wang Changsheng took out two fist-sized blue fruits and offered them to the ape. The ape ate the fruits but remained somewhat listless.

Without healing elixirs, it wouldn't be able to fight in the short term and couldn't assist Wang Changsheng.

"Rest well and recover! Once my injuries are healed, I will help you find wondrous healing elixirs," Wang Changsheng said, patting the Sea-Suppressing Ape's shoulder.

"Ooh-ooh."

The Sea-Suppressing Ape nodded repeatedly, seemingly understanding Wang Changsheng's words.

If not for the Sea-Suppressing Ape, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan would have died this time.

The trip to the Northern Territory served as a reminder to Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan that there was always someone stronger. It was like two adults fighting, where one wielded a knife and sword, while the other had their limbs bound; it was already good fortune to have survived.

After comforting the Sea-Suppressing Ape, Wang Changsheng returned to his living quarters.

He sat cross-legged on a prayer mat, took out a Replenishment Pill, and swallowed it.

The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, and a warm current spread throughout his limbs and bones. He quickly circulated his cultivation technique, guiding the warm current through his body.

Where the warm current passed, there was a sharp pain, followed by a sensation of blissful euphoria.

Meanwhile, in the South Sea, at the ruins of the Zhenhai Sect.

Over a thousand Wang family cultivators resided in the ruins. Wang Rongmiao and Wang Tianqi were in charge of managing these clan members, though both were mostly in seclusion.

The Wang family cultivators engaged in farming and beast-rearing within the ruins, leading a self-sufficient life.

Numerous buildings could be seen among the verdant mountains: exquisite pavilions perched precariously on high cliffs, garden courtyards situated on plains, simple stone houses built in valleys and ravines, and magnificent palaces nestled halfway up mountainsides.

Cultivators flew on various colorful spiritual lights, sat atop white clouds, or rode on the backs of giant spirit cranes, soaring through the sky, presenting a scene of an immortal blessed land.

In a spacious courtyard, a large patch of spirit herbs grew, and a flock of spirit butterflies fluttered gracefully among the fields.

In the center of the courtyard stood a simple green bamboo building, intricately carved with numerous mystical green runes.

Wang Yingjie sat cross-legged on a prayer mat, his eyes slightly closed, surrounded by tiny specks of green light, like myriad stars.

After a while, the green light points around him dispersed and vanished, and he opened his eyes.

"Foundation Establishment Stage Three... sigh, still unable to break through to Foundation Establishment Stage Four," Wang Yingjie murmured to himself. He had rendered great service and was fortunate enough to be among the "Eighteen Elites." Over ten years ago, he was ordered to accompany the clan elders to this location.

He heard from the ancestors that this was the ruins of a large sect, and they were to cultivate here.

The ruins were vast, easily accommodating tens of thousands of people, let alone just over a thousand cultivators.

Thanks to his significant contributions, the Foundation Establishment Pills provided by the family, and a reward from Wang Qingling, Wang Yingjie took five Foundation Establishment Pills before finally advancing to the Foundation Establishment stage.

As one of the former "Eighteen Elites," he was assigned a good residence. His abode was built atop a third-rank spirit vein, something he couldn't have even dreamed of before.

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