Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!-Chapter 1313 - 304: Yuan Sanjia: Chen Jie, I Brought You a Grand Gift

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Chapter 1313: Chapter 304: Yuan Sanjia: Chen Jie, I Brought You a Grand Gift

Along this journey of escape, Chen Jie didn’t have time to examine the elixir recipe, but Chen Jie remembered the three main ingredients needed for the recipe.

They are [Golden Worry Grass] [Golden Headed Crow] [Red Sun Qi]

Chen Jie actually has the Golden Worry Grass, which was placed as a prize by Wudang Song Yuanqiao in a competition, and in the end, Chen Jie won and gained the rights to use the Golden Worry Grass.

As for the Golden Headed Crow, Chen Jie has had no leads, and despite asking around, no one seems to know.

There’s no choice; at the Molten Furnace Realm, treasure medicine needed for refining into elixirs is extremely precious, making it exceedingly difficult to find.

Therefore, Chen Jie has not found any clues about the Golden Headed Crow, but unexpectedly, Yuan Sanjia provided a clue, saying it’s actually within Wushan.

With just the Golden Headed Crow remaining, Chen Jie still lacks the Red Sun Qi. What is this Red Sun Qi?

Chen Jie frowned, but knowing that Wushan is essential to visit, and he must obtain the Golden Headed Crow, as for the Red Sun Qi, he expressed that he needs to research what it is.

Fortunately, the inheritance of Wushan requires one more month, during which time he can use to browse ancient books and find out what Red Sun Qi is.

Additionally, he can prepare the necessary auxiliary medicines.

This Heavenly Yang Pill requires a total of 108 auxiliary medicines, and upon taking a glance, Chen Jie noticed that many of these auxiliary medicines are also treasure medicines level, even containing high-end materials like Golden Pond Water and Dragon Blood Ganoderma.

Chen Jie looked over, feeling relieved that his foundation is quite solid, as he possesses these auxiliary medicines, and for those he doesn’t have, he has the channels to acquire them.

Thinking of this, Chen Jie let out a sigh of relief.

With this spare time, he can search for auxiliary medicines he doesn’t have, thus only lacking two main ingredients for the Heavenly Yang Pill.

Moreover, one of the ingredients already has a lead, right within Wushan.

Thinking of this, Chen Jie squinted his eyes, with the chaos in the world, he must rise up amidst the turmoil, refusing to remain subordinate to others, even though he doesn’t have Zhu Yuanzhang’s halo of protection, recognized by experts who directly gifted him an elixir to enter the Molten Furnace Realm.

Yet, he must strive and advance upward, step by step, which is also a path to success.

With these thoughts, Chen Jie began devising his plan. Wushan is a definite destination, and this time he will also need to interact with people from the Maitreya Sect led by Peng Yingyu, potentially even encountering the so-called Heavenly Mandate Person, the reincarnation of Ziwei Star Lord, born emperor Xu Shouhui.

Furthermore, from his discussions with Ni Wenjun, it seems Ni Wenjun is currently having tense relations with the senior disciple of Peng Yingyu, who holds the title of the second-best sword master in the world, Double Saber Zhao Pusheng.

There is contention between them.

Arguably, despite their similar official positions.

Ni Wenjun is the Left General, Zhao Pusheng the Right General, and traditionally left is more esteemed than right, but Zhao Pusheng’s strength in the Molten Furnace Realm vaguely surpasses Ni Wenjun. To have someone of greater strength submit to a weaker person is essentially bullying.

Thus, Zhao Pusheng is quite dissatisfied with Ni Wenjun, and Ni Wenjun himself is a proud individual, so when objections were outright, he might indulge, but Zhao Pusheng jumped forward, declaring Ni Wenjun unworthy, and voiced his discontent.

Naturally, Ni Wenjun was infuriated, if challenged, he would retaliate.

Therefore, these two sides are locked in a stalemate, and haven’t erupted into conflict yet only because Peng Yingyu is keeping it suppressed.

Chen Jie doesn’t wish to be entangled in this struggle, but there’s no choice; some people are born into certain affiliations, like himself within the Maitreya Sect, or now the Tianyuan Empire, both unmistakably Ni Faction.

Even if Chen Jie denies it, there’s no escape.

Thus, Chen Jie has no other choice but to take sides.

This time venturing to Wushan is unlikely to be smooth sailing, possibly facing internal turbulence within the Maitreya Sect.

And that’s just one aspect; there’s another matter Chen Jie must consider, which is many have designs on the Wushan inheritance, not just his Maitreya Sect, but many other forces.

For instance, King Qi stationed in the Northwest, Li Siqi, a man ranked eighth on the Heavenly List, known as Sword God.

He certainly won’t miss this trip to Wushan.

Besides these, there’s also Shu Tang Sect, which is quite a mysterious power, with its Master reportedly in seclusion, fate unknown, yet its Second Master currently ranks fourth on the Earth List.

Just below Emei’s Master Jue Mie, and this time’s Wushan venture, located in Shu, might also involve the Emei Sect.

Aside from Emei, perhaps Wudang Mountain, also part of the Southwest, might participate too.

Moreover, whether the Western Regions Kunlun Sect might participate is another unknown.

Plus, Wushan was once the Witch Clan’s base camp, inherently filled with dangers, not to mention that the Witch Clan also boasts masters, making this destined to be a bloody affair.

And these are on the surface; who knows if there might be other forces joining in.

With this thought, Chen Jie felt heavy-hearted, yet after pondering for a long time, he wasn’t intimidated by the challenges. He thought for a moment and declared: "Success lies with perseverance, so long as it’s undertaken, there’s hope for success."

Thus, atop the high platform, Chen Jie engaged in deep planning for the future until dawn.

Someone arrived at the garden, finding Chen Jie seated on the high platform, with a weathered gaze, and a plate of chicken bones beside him.