Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 294 - 270 Medicine Successful, Part 2

Several days later.

Outside the Celestial Extreme Cave, right at the small open space at the entrance.

Zhang Rongfang sat cross-legged on the ground, facing the recently delivered pill furnace, lighting a fire, boiling water, and cutting herbs as if preparing vegetables.

Ding Luo and Mu Chunxiu were to the side helping out.

Nuban didn’t come this time, instead, there were more than ten skilled subordinates of Isebas responsible for investigating the matter of the three people who were killed earlier.

Additionally, there were more than ten Daoists led by Sun Chaoyue setting up a temporary camp near the Celestial Extreme Cave.

The Daoists worked extremely fast, having already chopped wood and built several small cabins for resting.

Zhang Rongfang focused his mind on placing one herb after another into the furnace, stirring, calculating the proportions, and the heat.

Then adding water, oil, and occasionally tasting the flavor.

Time continued to pass.

As the sky gradually shifted from dawn to noon.

The ointment inside the furnace finally took shape.

Zhang Rongfang tightly gripped the spatula, quickly stirring it evenly.

Watching as the brown ointment under intense heat gradually turned into a light green color, resembling the hue of fresh grass.

His expression finally showed a hint of joy.

"It’s done!!"

After three days of hard work, the concoction for the Chasing the Sun stage of the Golden Toad Skill was finally refined.

"Extinguish the fire, prepare to cool down!" he quickly instructed.

Ding Luo and Mu Chunxiu hurriedly prepared large barrels of cold water.

Sss...

As the large pot taken out from the furnace was placed into the water barrels, a large amount of steam rose.

Zhang Rongfang glanced at the attribute column, where two attribute points had already accumulated.

Now that the pill was finished, the only missing piece was to make up for the attribute points required to enhance the Golden Toad Skill.

After all, with every enhancement of the Golden Toad Skill, the life value would drop again.

It takes quite a bit of time to restore the balance between the rise and fall.

’Fortunately, after the pill is refined, its storage time is much longer. Just wait.... and wait...’

Next is to knead the ointment into pills, then bake it at high temperature for sterilization, and finally seal it in wax, storing it in a sterilized small porcelain bottle.

This is meticulous work, but fortunately, Zhang Rongfang brewed a small amount of potion, possibly even a tiny quantity.

Since he can simulate the effects with attribute points, each time he takes the medicine, he only needs to consume it once.

Therefore, not much ointment is needed.

This is one of the main reasons why he managed to refine the Golden Toad Skill so quickly.

Because other people require ten times or even more of the herbs to practice this skill.

Once all the pills were made and packed, Zhang Rongfang breathed a sigh of relief.

On the side, Sun Chaoyue, who had been waiting on the mountain for quite some time, finally had the chance to step forward.

"Daoist." Sun Chaoyue was a bit more solemnly cold compared to before. But even with the plain Daoist robe, her graceful figure couldn’t be hidden.

The contrast between elegance and cold intensity even caused Zhang Rongfang to gaze a few more times occasionally.

"Is it about the issue you mentioned before?" Zhang Rongfang recalled. Previously, when Sun Chaoyue brought people over, she mentioned the matter concerning the Linlang Association.

She said that a certain person named Zhou Dongjun intruded into the Agarwood Palace to kill, and was ultimately slain by Chen Han.

Then, the Linlang Association behind this person even dared to come forward, intending to question the Agarwood Palace.

"Indeed." Sun Chaoyue nodded, "According to existing clues, the subordinates suspect that it is likely that someone wants to incite friction and conflict between us and the Linlang Association."

"Given such a noticeably crude plan, do you think we and the Linlang Association would not suspect anything?" Zhang Rongfang replied.

"Daoist’s meaning is...?" Sun Chaoyue was slightly puzzled. She excelled in management and distribution, but was somewhat lacking in conspiracy and calculating.

"On the surface, it seems that the person behind this wants to ignite conflict between us and that so-called Linlang Association. In reality, this seems more like a random move." Zhang Rongfang replied. "That is to say, regardless of what happens between us and the Linlang Association, perhaps, it’s what the person behind the scenes wants to see."

"Subordinate... doesn’t understand." Sun Chaoyue slightly frowned.

Ever since entering the Agarwood Palace, she had been continuously revising her perception of Zhang Ying, who she once thought had a common background.

The more she understood the other person,

the more shocked she felt in her heart.

With such incredible talent and power, yet willing to conceal identity, lie dormant waiting for the opportunity, then soaring at one stroke when the opportunity arises.

Such temperament, enduring what ordinary people cannot, is truly frightening.

And in contrast, while she appeared high and mighty back then, now it seems, perhaps in the other person’s eyes, like a clown on stage, futilely amusing.

And now, regarding every word spoken by Daoist Zhang Ying, she inexplicably feels there’s underlying meaning, requiring deep thought.

"It’s okay not to understand, just keep watching." Zhang Rongfang wasn’t concerned with these trivial matters.

Whether it’s the Linlang Association or the hidden conspirators,

as long as his strength improves rapidly, these will eventually just be dust on the mirror he can wipe off effortlessly.

"Yes." Sun Chaoyue bowed respectfully. In her heart, she marveled at the Daoist’s ability to analyze the situation thoroughly in one go.

"By the way, you’ve already reached the fifth rank, if you have any martial arts-related questions, feel free to ask me or Chen Han." Zhang Rongfang mentioned casually.

"Thank you Daoist, with Lord Chen Han clearing my doubts, it’s been okay for now."

"Additionally, there’s also..." Suddenly Zhang Rongfang paused, reaching down to take the Great Dao Teaching Daoist Token hanging from his waist.

The token is a black metal waist badge, engraved with intricate lock patterns, surrounded by cloud and pine patterns with two large characters in the center: Qiankun.

This is the identity token of the Daoist of the Great Dao Teaching, personally granted by Master Chongxuan face to face.

Previously, Zhang Rongfang felt nothing towards this badge.

But since exceeding one hundred years of life and gaining dark vision, he was able to see more and more things.

Just a moment ago, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that the surface of the token briefly flashed with a faint glow.

Holding the waist badge in his hand, Zhang Rongfang now clearly saw fine dim silver lines flowing slowly within the badge, resembling small snakes.

"Sure enough... this thing indeed has unknown functions..." Even though he had previously learned that this token had the ability to monitor cultivation.

But at this moment, seeing it with such clarity, Zhang Rongfang now believed this fact.

"Come to think of it, ever since I’ve been here in the Great Dao Teaching, I haven’t moved in my cultivation of literature and martial arts for a long time. What would Master think if he knew?"

He suddenly pondered whether he should at least invest a little into cultivation of literature, to provide some comfort to his master?

Yet it was evident that Golden Toad Skill still required attribute points.

The hard skill practice of the thirteen formidable guardians also related to his previous planning, needing a large number of attribute points to enhance himself.

He then temporarily set this idea aside.

After all, both of these are extremely important.

Golden Toad Skill allows for rapid acquisition of attribute points.

While hard skill prepares him for developing an invincible body within Daoism.

Indeed, he plans to gather all hard skills, perfect his body to the utmost extent possible for a human, and pair it with extreme speed body techniques, to experiment whether it might deal with that Spiritual Line.

"No rush... no rush... anyway, I’m only in my early twenties, still young."

Zhang Rongfang quickly dismissed this thought; now that the pills are made, the next step is to await attribute improvements to enhance Golden Toad Skill.

Since gaining dark vision, the interest in increasing life value has grown significantly.

The first ability was dark vision, so what about the second? The third??

He is hopeful about the future.

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Bang!

Great Capital · Celestial Treasure Palace.

Yue Dewen slammed his palm hard on the table, so angry that the fat on his plump face kept trembling. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"Outrageous! Outrageous!!"

"That kid! Despite so long, he ran off to train in hard skill external skill!? Doesn’t train the perfect cultivation of literature? So long and yet no progress at all! Simply detestable!!"

"Such irresponsibility, didn’t he learn it from you?"

On a seat beside him sat a tall figure clad in black armor.

"What do you mean learned from me? Although I spend all day playing, roaming around daily, enjoying drinking, boasting, chatting, fishing six days a week, and sleeping on the last day, I am still a good Sect Leader!" Yue Dewen immediately retorted, slapping the table again in dissatisfaction.

"... You..." The armored figure was speechless.

Having had his words snatched away, what could he possibly say?

"Sigh..." Yue Dewen let out a long sigh, "But Xiaoying, he has always been sensible, should be able to differentiate right from wrong. It’s Xiaozhi’s side that’s troublesome..."

"Wasn’t it you who said you wanted to test his mind and train him to face women without wavering?" The armored man coolly replied, "Ultimately, isn’t it your doing?"

"... Is that so?" Yue Dewen hesitated.

"But I didn’t make him such a coward!?" He became indignant.

"Ha ha. And he’s cowardly? Compared to you back then, still..." The armored man didn’t finish his sentence, pressed silent by the murderous glint in Yue Dewen’s eyes, immediately stopped talking.

"For such matters, only he can overcome them; external forces cannot assist, otherwise failing to understand, he’ll remain stuck at this step for life." The armored figure changed the topic.

Yue Dewen toyed with the black iron metal token in his hand, observing the pattern colors transmitted from afar.

After a brief silence, he put away the token.

"Enough of this topic, how is Zhenyi doing? Plus, Yuan Shi seems to have many small movements lately."

"Not as much as you."

"Oh? You seem dissatisfied with me?" Yue Dewen raised an eyebrow.

"You think so, then it is." The armored figure chuckled coldly. "Two of the Five Sons of Ming Mountain quarreled, almost fought in person, you dare say it wasn’t your doing?"

"Then you’ve wrongly accused me." Yue Dewen shook his head, "Though we belong to the Daoist’s lineage, I, Old Yue, however reckless, wouldn’t start by attacking my own lineage."

"Then you admit that two true disciples of the Western Sect suddenly disappeared because it was your doing?" The armored man sneered again.

"Our Great Dao Teaching is powerless, Celestial Treasure Palace filled with ordinary folks focusing on cultivation of literature, what power or influence do you think we possess to act?" Yue Dewen protested innocence.

"Old Yue..." The armored man fell silent momentarily, slightly lowering his voice. "Don’t underestimate others."

"Then what do you want me to do? Your Snow Rainbow Pavilion is already together with us."

The corner of Yue Dewen’s mouth revealed a trace of a smile, ambiguous whether mocking or suppressing.

The sage is uneasy with him, uneasy with the entire Great Dao Teaching, uneasy with Celestial Treasure Palace.

This fact was evident whether to him or to the armored man.

"Initially we were indeed highly anticipated, but nowadays... perhaps these expectations are different." Yue Dewen stood, with hands behind his back, slowly walking towards the study room door.

"This, you should be more aware of than I am." His final words drifted back slowly from outside the door.

Watching his figure, the armored man said nothing more, simply remained seated, unmoving.