Chapter 69: The dropped equipment isn't quite what I'm looking for!

When Master Qingxuan saw Fang Li narrowly escape into the crevice, his heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled back into his stomach. He let out a long sigh of relief, patted his chest, and smiled with relief and pride: "Thank goodness! You scared me to death! Hahaha, I knew my disciple was clever! Her reaction was quick!"

Mu Changchun frowned slightly, a hint of surprise on his face. He stroked his beard and pondered, "That girl just now... seemed to have used some special technique to temporarily neutralize some of the poisonous miasma and demonic power? That aura... was quite peculiar."

Hua Qianmei's interest deepened, and the corners of her lips curled up: "Oh? Not only can it withstand attacks and fight, but it can also dispel filth? The secrets of this little guy are more interesting than I imagined."

On the other side, Jin Buhuan swiftly pulled out a small, gleaming golden notebook and a jewel-encrusted pen, quickly writing: "Fang Li of the Tianyan Sect, suspected to be a Chaos Dao Foundation cultivator, observed to possess the ability to neutralize mixed toxins and wood-type demonic power... Value to be estimated..."

Fang Li was completely unaware of this. After resting for a while, and once the pain in her meridians had lessened and her spiritual energy had recovered slightly, she carefully took out a moonstone from her storage bag.

The soft, cool light dispelled the darkness inside the cave.

Using the light, she cautiously peered into the depths of the cave.

At the very back of the cave, a complete skeleton sat cross-legged against the stone wall. Over time, its clothing had long since weathered away, leaving only bare bones. On the ground in front of the skeleton lay a simple, dark brown wooden box with no patterns on its surface.

Fang Li held up the moonstone and carefully approached the skeleton sitting cross-legged at the end of the cave.

The white bones, as white as jade, remain intact despite the passage of time, maintaining a strange and serene appearance.

She noticed a jade pendant almost covered in dust hanging from the skeleton's waist. Carefully brushing away the dust, she revealed the ancient characters "Qingxu" and a small alchemy furnace emblem on it.

"A senior from the Qingxu Sect?" Fang Li's heart stirred slightly. She bowed respectfully before squatting down in front of the skeleton, her gaze falling on the dark, ancient wooden box.

The wooden box was unlocked. She opened it gently, and two things lay quietly inside.

A warm-colored jade slip with a faint scent of grass and trees, and a jade bottle no bigger than a thumb, entirely emerald green.

Fang Li first picked up the jade slip and probed it with her divine sense. A massive amount of information instantly flooded into her mind!

The jade slip contained fragments of this senior's life.

He called himself Li Changqing. Hundreds of years ago, he was an elder of the Qingxu Sect who was obsessed with alchemy. In order to find a rare spiritual medicine, he ventured into the Taixu Secret Realm, but unfortunately he was trapped in this poisonous swamp and eventually died there from exhaustion.

His words are filled with a deep fascination with Daoist alchemy and a regret for not being able to escape his predicament.

The latter half of the jade slip contains a detailed record of his lifelong research into unique alchemical formulas and his insights into alchemy, titled "The Record of the Heart of Alchemy from a Hundred Herbs".

Immediately afterwards, a vast and complex torrent of alchemical knowledge rushed into Fang Li's sea of ​​consciousness like a flood bursting its banks! Countless diagrams of spiritual herbs, analyses of medicinal properties, control of heat, alchemy techniques, cases of failure, and insights into success... the amount of information was astonishing!

"Hiss—!" Fang Li suddenly covered her forehead, feeling as if her head was about to explode! The intense throbbing pain made her vision go black, and she couldn't help but groan in pain.

She majored in talismans and only had a superficial understanding of alchemy. Suddenly receiving such a profound and complete inheritance placed an extremely heavy burden on her spiritual consciousness.

She forced back her headache. "A senior from the Qingxu Sect? This is... a fortuitous encounter? A lineage of alchemy? But I specialize in talismans! I know absolutely nothing about alchemy! System, is this thing valuable? Can I sell it?"

[Host, you've struck gold! This is a lost ancient pill formula and a unique alchemy technique! Priceless treasure! It's okay if you can't learn it yourself, you can sell… ugh! You can give it to the Qingxu Sect or Chu Yunfan, he'll definitely be thrilled! You can also gain a huge favor! Cling to the leg of a pill-making master! (Eyes shining) Look at that little bottle! What's in it?"]

Fang Li endured her headache, picked up the small jade bottle, and uncorked it.

A cool, pure aroma, carrying a strange medicinal fragrance, filled the air. Inside the bottle lay three pills, entirely emerald green with flowing cloud patterns on their surface.

"A poison-avoiding pill? A top-grade poison-avoiding pill!" the system exclaimed with delight. "Perfect timing! Poisonous miasma is rampant outside, this stuff is just in time! Host, keep it safe! This is a life-saving treasure!"

Fang Li's eyes lit up, and she quickly and carefully put the jade bottle away.

She bowed three times respectfully to the remains of Senior Li Changqing: "Thank you for your gift, Senior! I will live up to your expectations and bring your alchemy lineage back to life!" As for how to bring it back, whether by selling or giving it away... well, we'll talk about that later.

She searched carefully again and found a narrow crack hidden by vines in the corner of the stone wall, just wide enough for one person to pass sideways. A sliver of light shone through the crack from the other end, and fresh air flowed in.

She then slipped sideways through the crevice and left the cave of relics.

Beyond the secret realm, before the Water Mirror.

When Fang Li picked up the cyan jade slip, the ancient seal characters "Bai Cao Dan Xin Lu" flashed across the water mirror image. Mu Changchun, on the Qingxu Sect's flying boat, suddenly stood up, his beard trembling with excitement: "It's...it's Uncle Li! It's Uncle Li Changqing's inheritance jade slip! Heaven have mercy! It's here! And young friend Fang has obtained it! How wonderful! How wonderful!" Tears welled up in his eyes.

Master Qingxuan was taken aback at first, then stroked his beard with pride and laughed heartily: "Hahaha! Look at my disciple's luck! He can find treasures just by finding a place to hide from disaster! And it's even the legacy of the Qingxu Sect! Brother Mu, remember to send a thank-you gift later!"

Fang Zhengyan looked at Fang Li in the water mirror, who was holding the alchemy jade slip and had a headache. His brows furrowed even more, and he sneered, "A disciple of Yixing Peak has obtained the alchemy inheritance? What a ridiculous thing! Isn't this a waste of talent!"

Jin Buhuan's small eyes widened as he stared intently at the jade slip in the water mirror, his breathing rapid: "The Record of the Hundred Herbs Elixir! A lost ancient elixir formula! Its value... its value is immeasurable! A priceless treasure!" He frantically wrote down notes in his notebook with his golden pen, his hands trembling with excitement.

Fang Li was unaware of the disturbances outside. After carefully crawling out, she discovered that the outside world was an ancient forest with dim lighting and dense vegetation.

She hadn't gone far when she heard the sounds of fierce fighting and terrified shouts coming from the woods ahead!

"Be careful, senior brother!"

"Ah! My leg!"

"There are too many! We can't stop them!"

Fang Li felt a chill run down her spine and immediately concealed her presence, using the trees as cover to stealthily approach.

Pushing aside a thicket of bushes, one could see two young men dressed in the robes of inner disciples of the Tianyan Sect struggling back to back in a small clearing in the woods.

They were surrounded by dozens of scorpions, all black with their venomous stingers pointing high at their tails!

These scorpions were as big as washbasins, moved swiftly, and made a chilling clicking sound as they opened and closed their mouthparts.

One of the disciples was pricked in the leg by a poisoned needle; the wound turned black, and he moved slowly.

Another disciple brandished his longsword, but the sword light was outmaneuvered, and he was covered in wounds. He was about to be overwhelmed by the swarm of scorpions!

The situation is critical!

Fang Li's eyes narrowed, and without the slightest hesitation, she raised both hands, activating several talismans!

"Ice Cone Rune! Go!"

"Quicksand Talisman! Trap!"

At the same time, the chaotic spiritual power within her body spontaneously circulated, attaching itself to the dagger in her hand. Her figure moved like lightning, rushing straight towards the strongest scorpion king!

The dagger was covered with a layer of gray light, becoming exceptionally sharp. It easily pierced through the scorpion king's hard iron armor and plunged into its head, a vital spot!

The Scorpion King let out a sharp hiss, struggled violently for a few moments, and then collapsed to the ground!

With their leader dead, the remaining scorpions were thrown into disarray and were further hampered by the ice spikes and quicksand. They were quickly eliminated by the two disciples who had recovered and Fang Li.

In another part of the secret realm, Xie Chen was leisurely breaking an ancient restriction. His hand, which was waving a fan, paused slightly, and the smile in his eyes deepened. He murmured to himself, "Junior sister... is always so kind-hearted and lively."

In another valley, Shen Yunzhou had just killed a ferocious beast with a single sword strike when she suddenly sensed a familiar fluctuation of chaotic spiritual energy, along with the joyful thought in her heart, "Done!"

He frowned slightly, sheathed his sword, and muttered to himself, "...Nonsense! Protect yourself."

The two rescued disciples, having escaped death, looked at the scorpion corpses scattered on the ground and the extraordinary, ruthless senior sister before them, and were so grateful they almost knelt down: "Thank you so much for saving our lives, senior sister! We are willing to follow you and serve you!"

Fang Li was about to wave her hand and say no, when a very familiar loud voice suddenly came from afar, along with the angry roar of a demonic beast:

"You beast! You think you can get away with this by being thick-skinned? Take this punch from your grandpa!!"