Chapter 82 The Purple River Elixir Formula: Enough is Enough!



Is Bai Cang a genius?

This is beyond doubt; even someone as proud as Han Qinhu has to admit it.

However, in the opinion of the Three Yin Master, isn't the timing of Bai Cang's appearance as a "genius" a bit too coincidental?

Just when he needed an alchemist the most, but couldn't find one outside, a suitable candidate suddenly appeared out of his own "vegetable garden".

This made it hard not to have doubts in the mind of the master of Sanyin Temple.

But no matter what, the Sanyin Temple is its home turf.

In his eyes, Bai Cang's cultivation level posed no threat whatsoever.

Now, he is controlled by the "Three Insects Brain-Eating Pill," and his life and death are in his own hands. No matter what thoughts he has, they can never be hidden from him.

In short: the forces in this battle are 800,000 to 600,000, and the advantage lies with us, so why should we lose?

"Tsk, it's rare to find such a promising seedling in your own sheepfold, and this is how you treat it?"

Suddenly, a mocking voice rang out.

A figure dressed in a hooded black robe stepped out of the shadows. "Every genius is bound to be arrogant. Aren't you afraid he'll harbor resentment if you treat him like this?"

The abbot of the Three Yin Temple chuckled, his eyes turning slightly cold. "So what if he harbors resentment? Can he turn the world upside down?"

"Look at my Three Yin Temple, who isn't full of resentment? But what can they do? They still have to obediently serve me!"

Only living geniuses are true geniuses.

But in his eyes, Bai Cang was just a "disposable" "consumable".

Once he has accomplished his great task, he promises Bai Cang a future of "eternal bliss," without wasting a single bit of his life.

"Tsk, this kid is truly unlucky to have met you."

The man in black robes smirked, then suddenly said, "Since you don't cherish it, why not sell it to me?"

"A thousand catties of Five Elements Divine Sand to buy a newly promoted alchemist like you, is that too much to ask?"

The abbot of the Sanyin Temple regarded Bai Cang as worthless, yet he couldn't help but feel a certain "love for talent".

A sixteen-year-old Qi Refining Immortal Master, and a rare genius alchemist, even if he doesn't need it himself, he could sell it to the north for an astronomical price.

Especially since this guy is so handsome, it's impossible not to feel a sense of goodwill at first glance.

If sold to certain special groups, such as those cunning foxes of the Nine Shao Divine Sect, they could at least earn ten or a hundred times the profit.

If I were to die at the hands of this "wild dog" and become a ghost, a zombie, or a skeleton, it would be such a waste of my life.

The abbot of the Sanyin Temple's expression turned cold. "He was born a member of the Sanyin Temple, and he will die a ghost of the Sanyin Temple. I advise you not to make any moves against him."

"Tch, I think you're just jealous of his talent."

The man in black sneered, "I heard you've been struggling for over a decade and still haven't become a formal alchemist, instead wasting a lot of spiritual materials. Could it be that you can't stand seeing others achieve success at a young age?"

The abbot of Sanyin Temple frowned. "Dao Lang, I've noticed you're talking too much."

"You've delivered the goods but you still won't leave. Do you perhaps intend to stay and enjoy immortal bliss with me forever?"

Upon hearing this, the man in black robes showed a hint of apprehension, but forced himself to say, "I can come and go as I please. If you're so capable, try touching me."

"Without our support, you'll never be able to establish a high-grade Dao foundation in your lifetime!"

The abbot of Sanyin Temple took out a jade scroll and leisurely began to read it, saying indifferently, "Whatever you want. Anyway, Han Qinhu is inspecting various prefectures and counties, and he may come to Guobei County at any time."

"If he were to run into you, I don't need to elaborate on what would happen to you, do I?"

On the cover of the jade book, five large characters, resembling ghostly scribbles, were faintly visible, constantly gathering and twisting.

Taiyin Refining Form Method!

The man in black robes' expression changed drastically upon hearing this, then he sneered, "If that ferocious tiger were to arrive, would you still be so leisurely?"

"Don't try to scare me with Han Qinhu. Don't think I'll leave easily this time if I don't get enough goods."

Before he could finish speaking, the man in black had already vanished into the shadows.

Seeing this, the Master of the Three Yin Temple smiled coldly to himself: If someone hadn't accidentally seen Han Qinhu arranging a duel with someone in Xuan Yin County, he definitely wouldn't have been able to get away for a while.

Do you think I'd be stupid enough to stay here?

"However, Han Tao's death remains a hidden danger."

Thinking of this, the Master of the Three Yin Temple thought to himself, "If this matter is not resolved, what if Han Qinhu suddenly remembers it one day and comes to Guobei County to demand an explanation? I can't withstand his wrath."

Meanwhile, in the courtyard.

Bai Cang's eyes were clear; there was no trace of drunkenness left.

He held the Golden Scale Book and studied it carefully, when suddenly he felt a tightness in his chest and shortness of breath.

"What a vicious prescription, what an evil pill!"

If Bai Cang hadn't known that this was precisely the time when the Three Yin Temple Master was monitoring and watching him most closely, he would have had the urge to report Han Qinhu.

Even though this was the first elixir recipe he had obtained since his transmigration, Bai Cang showed no appreciation whatsoever.

He would never even attempt to refine it if he had a choice.

The pill is named "Purple River Pill" because, as the name suggests, it is an evil pill made by using "Purple River Cart" as the main ingredient, combined with Corpse Fungus and Snow Red as auxiliary ingredients, and combined with the three Yin energies of Taiyin, Shaoyin and Xuanyin.

Its main principle is to use the nascent energy in the "placenta" to counteract the yin and death energy in the corpse fungus, and merge them into the most refined primordial energy.

Then, using the Yingxuehong (a type of medicinal substance) as a carrier, a finished elixir is refined. Then, using the Qi of the Three Yin as a guide for consumption, combined with a unique method, it can strengthen the innate Qi in a person's body and enhance their vitality.

To be honest, the "Purple River Pill" is not difficult to refine. Theoretically speaking, it is indeed the most suitable elixir formula for novice alchemists.

However, the main ingredients of this pill are so sinister and vicious that it would be difficult for anyone with a modicum of humanity to get past them.

Let's leave aside the term "placenta" for now; those who know, know.

The corpse fungus requires a fresh corpse as a substrate to grow. It can be said that each corpse fungus represents a human life, and possibly more.

While the name Yingxuehong sounds nice, it actually means the essence of flesh and blood: it is made from fresh flesh and blood, supplemented by drug-absorbing incantations, to extract the most refined "medicinal properties", which is "Yingxuehong".

To put it bluntly: the words "Zihe Danfang" are filled with the idea of ​​cannibalism.

Just like the Sanyin Temple under the cover of night, it is like a ferocious beast lurking in the sky above Guobei County, which will snatch a fresh human life from time to time, put it into its mouth and chew it up, eating it until the flesh and blood fly everywhere and the blood is dripping.

"In times of great events, one must remain calm!"

"A small act of impatience can ruin a great plan!"

Every so often, Bai Cang could keenly sense that he was being watched.

It felt as if a pair of cold, sinister eyes were staring intently at me.

Even though he was furious inside, he dared not show any abnormality.

"Endure! Endure! Endure!"

"The word 'patience' has a knife above it, I'll fucking tolerate your damn patience!"

Bai Cang finally lost his temper and threw the Golden Scale Book in his hand away.

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