Chapter 103 For the first time, Song Yin felt that a person's tears were so scalding hot...
"Woof woof~" The woman persisted in pretending to be a dog, refusing to give up.
“There’s definitely something wrong with the dog. I’ll take it back to the Immortal Alliance first. Farewell, both of you.”
No! She can't go to the Immortal Alliance! If she goes, there'll be no escape!
There's still a way! There must be a way!
Even if I can't escape, I'll take someone down with me!
The little black dog suddenly turned its head to bite her wrist; since she had been exposed, she simply stopped pretending!
The sharp fangs carried a murderous aura and resentment, and a chilling, bone-deep coldness seeped into the body through the wound. The Immortal Alliance member's hand trembled, and the little black dog fell to the ground.
The little black dog shot out like an arrow, a wisp of black energy flying from between its eyebrows and piercing straight into Song Yin's brow.
The situation happened so suddenly!
"Yinyin!"
Shi Heming cast the demon-slaying talisman on the little black dog, but the little black dog's soul had already entered Song Yin's body, where a fierce battle was taking place within her sea of consciousness.
The little black dog's soulless body reverted to human form, collapsing to the ground like a lump of mud.
The Immortal Alliance member said with a pained expression, "Hiss... She's trying to possess your friend. Don't touch her yet..." She sent out a signal, summoning the other members of the Immortal Alliance to come here.
Xia Xining fell asleep while cultivating, and was then awakened by the commotion in the backyard. She ran over to check on the situation.
The Immortal Alliance members said, "Don't go over there! The evil cultivator is in the process of possession. If you touch her, it will only affect her ability to fight back and kill the evil cultivator! This evil cultivator is at the Golden Core stage, and your friend is also at the Golden Core stage. It's uncertain who will win."
To be honest, this situation is critical, but not too critical. When cultivation levels are at the same major realm, seizing another's body is extremely difficult.
But the other two wouldn't listen to anything I said.
Shi Heming felt as if his liver and gallbladder were about to burst, and a sense of powerlessness swept over his entire body.
If the possession is successful, Song Yin will no longer be Song Yin.
His inner demons ran rampant at this moment, and he swayed precariously, his eyes fixed on Song Yin.
All the efforts to suppress my inner demons over this period have suddenly become a joke.
When the remaining members of the Immortal Alliance arrived, they saw the scene before them and, after learning about the situation from their colleagues, began to worry about Song Yin.
Ultimately, it was their incompetence that led to the harm done to innocent people.
Xia Xining was so frightened that her whole body went limp. She didn't dare to speak loudly and could only look at Song Yin with tears streaming down her face.
How could this happen! How could this happen!
Why are there such disgusting evil cultivators in the world?! Why doesn't Heaven punish all evil cultivators?!
Within Song Yin's sea of consciousness.
From the very beginning, the evil cultivator's spirit never harmed her in the slightest.
The shadowy figure was about to destroy Song Yin's soul and consciousness, but was forced by the golden light to be unable to get close to Song Yin.
She clung tightly to the space within her consciousness, unable to escape, as the golden light completely suppressed her.
"Why do you have the golden light of merit! Why!" She was unwilling! She was unwilling! Being struck in the soul by the golden light of merit was worse than being taken back to the Immortal Alliance by the people of the Immortal Alliance.
It's more painful than being torn to pieces! It's excruciating!
The little golden figure glowing within Song Yin's sea of consciousness looked down at herself, "Probably because I'm a good person."
I'm glowing! Golden and beautiful!
Song Yin suddenly understood why she possessed the golden light of merit.
Some of these were obtained by sacrificing themselves to save teammates in a past life, while others were obtained by helping mortal souls reincarnate.
Song Yin chuckled wickedly, "Golden light of merit, you can't touch me, and you won't get out either, hehehe..."
Evil cultivators commit numerous evil deeds and are shrouded in malevolent energy and resentment; they are beings that are intolerable to the Heavenly Dao.
As the evil cultivator entered Song Yin's sea of consciousness and was struck by the golden light of merit, the Heavenly Dao also discovered this insect and naturally did not allow her to successfully possess his body.
For some reason, the people in the backyard felt as if the air itself had become stagnant, and an invisible pressure descended upon them, weighing down on everyone.
The little golden figure kept getting closer to the little black shadow.
"No, don't come any closer! Don't come any closer! I was wrong, I'll leave your consciousness right now! Please! Please!"
Song Yin pressed her palm down on the top of the small black figure's head.
"ah--!!!"
The small dark figure let out a painful wail, the torment of its soul beyond description.
"Let me die! Don't use your golden light of merit! Please, let me die! I was wrong! I shouldn't have had the evil thought of possessing your body! Please! You have golden light of merit, you are a great benefactor, please spare me!"
Song Yin smiled without removing her hand, but her smile was unfathomable.
Song Yin said softly, "Who says that having the golden light of merit means you have to be a great philanthropist? Do you think I would let you go? Don't worry, I won't let your soul dissipate prematurely, because... I discovered some interesting scenes from your memories."
Look, what did she see in her fragmented memories?
The evil cultivators call a man the city lord, and the city lord has a secret cooperation with them! I'm really curious what the city lord wants that would make him willing to collude with the evil cultivators and disregard the lives of the other people in Dingfeng City.
Oh no! The memories must not be seen, and the other side must not find out! My child is still in their hands!
Song Yin: "Old Zhao, Old Yu, Third Sister Mei, Fourth Brother Qiu... So the person who saved you just now was Old Yu."
Tsk, the memory is too recent, I need to go back a bit further.
Song Yin loosened her grip, only to find the area empty; the fragments of memory she had been searching for vanished with a clatter.
"Hmm?" Song Yin, the little golden statue, lowered her head. "Choosing to perish?"
Honestly, I almost got to the crucial part.
Throughout the entire process, Song Yin maintained control over her own body.
The evil cultivator's soul has completely dissipated; it's time for her to wake up.
Song Yin slowly opened her eyes and saw that there were a few more people in the backyard.
In their eyes, black mist emanated from Song Yin's forehead, and then she woke up.
Shi Heming raised his hand, cautiously not daring to touch it.
"Yinyin?"
Song Yin nodded to Shi Heming, then said to the people of the Immortal Alliance, "The evil cultivator's soul has dissipated, so please take this corpse away."
The people from the Immortal Alliance breathed a sigh of relief. "I knew she wouldn't succeed in possessing someone. I'm so glad you're alright." She took out a bottle of pills and handed it to Song Yin: "Consider these pills as compensation for you. Get some rest."
Song Yin did not refuse, "Thank you."
After the incident, the members of the Immortal Alliance left with the corpses on the ground.
The backyard returned to tranquility, and the invisible pressure dissipated.
Song Yin turned around and looked at the two people who were still in shock.
She took out a handkerchief and reached out to wipe Xia Xining's tears. "It's all over now. Wipe your tears and I'll take you back to your room."
Hearing Song Yin's familiar and gentle voice, Xia Xining burst into tears and cried even harder, "You scared me to death! Do you know that as soon as I got to the backyard, they said you were being possessed! I didn't dare to touch you at all, and could only watch helplessly as you were possessed without being able to help at all! I'm so useless!"
Song Yin felt that if she kept crying, she probably wouldn't be able to wipe away all her tears with her handkerchief, so she quickly comforted her: "Who said you're useless? You're super useful. You're very powerful. You'll give me lots of magical artifacts, and you'll share good things with me. You'll accompany me in cultivation and play with me. You're the most useful person to me."
Xia Xining sobbed, "Really?"
Song Yin: "Authenticity guaranteed."
Xia Xining continued sobbing, "Then I believe you."
While she stopped crying, Song Yin quickly took her back to her room, closed the door behind her, and put a silencing note on the door so that the noise outside wouldn't disturb the person inside.
Xia Xining's emotions were like a rollercoaster tonight. After Song Yin sent her back to her room, she buried herself in the blanket and secretly started wiping away tears.
Waaah, I was wrong. I need to cultivate myself properly so that I won't be helpless when faced with problems.
...
Song Yin breathed a sigh of relief; there was still one child in the courtyard who hadn't been coaxed into the house.
Compared to Xia Xining's outburst of tears earlier, which was a way of venting her emotions...
Shi Heming seemed to be stunned, burying all his emotions inside.
Song Yin patted his shoulder, "Come back to your senses. I'm perfectly fine. With the golden light of merit, even the evil cultivator's soul couldn't get close to me. She was completely suppressed by me the whole time and didn't even have a chance to make a move."
Shi Heming remained silent, only looking down at Song Yin.
Song Yin: "Hey, are you scared out of your wits?"
Shi Heming remained silent.
Song Yin tried to pull him toward his room door, but he moved instead of moving when she pulled him gently.
Song Yin had no choice but to pull the person to the door: "Alright, you can go in and rest too. If you can't sleep, I have some calming pills here. Take one and then rest."
Shi Heming: "..."
Song Yin: "Alright, I need to rest too. If you don't want to meditate, remember to go to bed early."
After saying that, he turned and left, heading towards his room.
Shi Heming's eyes finally changed.
He stepped forward and hugged Song Yin tightly from behind, burying his head in her shoulder.
Song Yin stopped in her tracks, feeling as if a feather had gently brushed against her heart.
Shi Heming held Song Yin tightly, large tears soaking through the fabric of Song Yin's shoulders.
For the first time, Song Yin felt that a person's tears could be so scalding.
Then his chest trembled slightly, and a pleasant, muffled laugh came out.
Oh dear, she's still the same little crybaby she was when she was a kid.
Song Yin raised her hand and rubbed her head on her shoulder.
But the next moment, she noticed that something was wrong with Shi Heming, so she pushed him off her shoulder and turned around to check on him.
"Inner demons?" Song Yin didn't have time to think about why Shi Heming's inner demons would suddenly go berserk. She took out the pills to suppress the inner demons from her space.
Fortunately, after leaving the Floating Dream Secret Realm, I obtained a storeroom full of high-grade pills from my master. Although the fourth-grade Sword Repairing Pill could suppress inner demons, it was more effective for sword cultivators; other cultivators would only experience moderate effects after consuming it.
"I've got it." After searching for a long time, Song Yin finally found a useful pill.
The fifth-tier Mind-Enlightening Pill can also suppress inner demons, but unlike others, it works on all cultivators.
Song Yin held the pill between her fingers and commanded, "Open your mouth."
Shi Heming was still heartbroken from being pushed away by Song Yin, but he still instinctively obeyed Song Yin's orders.
With a flick of her fingertip, Song Yin sent the elixir flying into Shi Heming's mouth.
After Shi Heming took the pill, Song Yin did not let his guard down. His behavior when he was possessed by inner demons was completely different from others. He never shouted for fighting and killing. Instead, he quietly followed behind her without saying a word and was unusually obedient.
She carefully observed Shi Heming's changes, and if one pill wasn't enough, she would feed him a second one at any time.
Time passed slowly, and Song Yin only relaxed when she saw Shi Heming's eyes gradually clear.
Shi Heming: "What am I doing...?"
As the scenes from just now played in his mind, Shi Heming was at a loss for words. "I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble."
The advantages of being a cultivator were once again evident. Even at night, under the silvery moonlight, she could still clearly see Shi Heming's reddened eyes and the teardrops hanging on his eyelashes, seemingly about to fall.
Wow, this kid seems to be getting better and better looking.
Song Yin glared at him, "Is this troublesome?" She stuffed the medicine bottle into Shi Heming's hand, "There are also Mind-Clearing Pills inside. If you feel something is wrong with your inner demons, take one."
This time, Song Yin ignored the people in the courtyard and went straight into her house.
"Remember to get some rest."
The door creaked shut.
Shi Heming was left standing alone in the courtyard. He stared at the door for a long time before slowly looking down at a bottle of pills in his hand.
All night long, Shi Heming didn't close his eyes, constantly recalling that hug and the pat on the head.
The next day, as dawn broke, everyone in Dingfeng City was discussing one thing: the Immortal Alliance had captured the evil cultivator.
Many people of low cultivation who had been living in fear and anxiety finally showed a relieved smile after a long time.
With the matter of heretical cultivation over, the much-anticipated Wanfa Exchange Conference is entering its final stage.
...
The three headed to the competition venue.
Only after arriving did Song Yin realize that the competition for the final stage of the alchemy group was not about alchemy, but about restoring the alchemy formula!
"This pill formula originated from an ancient secret realm, but unfortunately, most of its contents have been lost. All contestants need to do their best to restore the pill formula. Whoever restores the most contents will win."
Song Yin's head buzzed, and she began to doubt whether she had misheard.
She had long heard that powerful alchemists had modified the competition rules, but she thought the modifications would be limited to the pills that needed to be refined or the rules. Who would have thought that the entire competition would be modified!
All the alchemists participating in the final round on the stage looked surprised, because this was the first time such a content had appeared in a competition involving alchemists.
Song Yin also felt a bit tricky. She was determined to win first place, but the final competition was to restore the pill formula.
After their initial surprise, the contestants on stage either looked worried or solemn; none of them seemed relaxed.
"Restore the pill formula? Pill cultivation competitions can do this?"
"Are they capable of doing it?"
Some of the spectators were also stunned; they had never heard of a pill-cultivation competition being conducted in this way.
News of the unusual and novel competition format in the Danxiu group spread to other groups.
Soon, many people rushed towards the alchemy group.
"Quickly, I want to see how they restore the elixir formula."
"An ancient secret recipe for pills! My goodness, what grade of pills must this be?!"
"Have you heard? There's something interesting going on at the alchemy group. Come with me to check it out."
Do you think any contestant will successfully recreate the elixir formula?
In a room on the rooftop of the Manyue Tower in the distance, three people were playing chess and enjoying tea.
The Full Moon Pavilion was quite a distance from the venue of the Myriad Laws Exchange Meeting, but its height allowed the cultivators sitting inside to clearly see the entire venue.
"I finally managed to get you out of the house, and I'm telling you, can you please stop playing chess? What's so great about playing with these worthless chess pieces?" The old man's hair was messy and disheveled, and he even had a small flower tucked behind his ear for his own amusement.
"Instead of playing chess, let's watch the younger generation compete. I've even offered up the pill formula I found in the ancient secret realm. I wonder which kid can recreate it. Whoever can recreate the formula, I'll take them as my disciple. What do you all think?"
Before the two chess players could answer, the old man contradicted himself.
"No, no, let's think about it another way. Whoever restores the elixir formula and wins the competition, I'll give them a choice between the current reward and becoming my apprentice. But I won't say that giving up the current reward means becoming my apprentice." The old man's face was full of amusement. "Ah! Just thinking about it is interesting!"
Lou Shuhe placed a chess piece down and said without looking up, "Can you please stop making noise? You're disturbing my game with Guanyue."
The old man puffed out his beard and glared, "You actually think I'm noisy?" He strode forward, stood next to the two chess players, and shouted at them, "Ah!!!"
Lou Shuhe called the Water Moon Sect Patriarch "Guan Yue" frowned, and the black chess piece at his fingertip flew directly into the old man's throat.
"Ugh! Cough cough cough! You heartless Guan Yue! Ugh!"
Lou Shuhe played with the white pieces with her fingertips, a slight smile playing on her lips.
Guan Yue gracefully placed a piece on the chessboard: "Ignore him, let's continue. I heard your grand-disciple is also participating in the competition this time. Do you think she will be able to successfully restore the elixir formula?"
Lou Shuhe: "I don't know."
Guan Yue laughed, her voice melodious and pleasant. "Others may not know, but I do. You're a Mahayana-stage divination cultivator; a simple divination would be enough to find out, wouldn't it?"
Lou Shuhe: "I am a Dan cultivator, don't talk nonsense."
In some ways, Song Yin and her grandmaster really look alike.
The old man was completely ignored. "Ugh! Pay attention to me!"
Guan Yue waved her hand: "You old geezer with the lowest cultivation level, don't disturb us two beauties playing chess, go away."
The old man said angrily, "I'll say it! I'm a pill cultivator at the early stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, am I really that bad? I'll offer the opportunity to become my disciple as a reward, and I'm sure this Myriad Laws Exchange Conference will resonate throughout the Eastern Continent and even the entire cultivation world!"
Lou Shuhe: "Oh, then good luck and try to make a name for yourself in the history of the cultivation world. Guanyue and I will remember you forever."
The old man sat fuming to one side, watching the competition from afar as the young alchemists scratched their heads trying to reconstruct the pill formula.
Suddenly he said calmly, "If I really do take on a disciple, I'll have to trouble you two old friends to help look after him."
Lou Shuhe: "I have my own apprentices and grand-apprentices, and I can't take care of them all. You'll have to take care of them yourself."
Guan Yue: "Don't be sad. Whether you can even take on a disciple is another matter."
Old man: "..."
The old man said, "I'm about to die, can't you give way to me?!"
Lou Shuhe: "If you can still live for another three hundred years, how can you be considered someone who is about to die? We'll talk about it when you're really about to die."
The old man said, "Hehe, what have I done to deserve being friends with you two? I'm so lucky that I haven't been driven crazy all these years."
Lou Shuhe put down the chess piece and turned to look at him: "You are respectfully addressed as Elder Shi by the world, and many alchemists admire you. Can't you be a little more composed? Since you're choosing a disciple, watch the competition seriously. You don't want your life's skills to end up with no one to inherit them, do you?"
Guan Yue: "It's all because he was so picky when he was young, and he wouldn't take on a single apprentice. Back then, there was a talented and virtuous young man who begged him for ten years, but he remained unmoved. Now that kid is my apprentice, and wow, he really doesn't cause any trouble at all. He's taken over my job and is doing very well."
Upon hearing this, Elder Shi was filled with regret, endless regret! He was too proud and arrogant in his youth; who would have thought he would perish during the Tribulation Transcending stage?
His greatest wish now is to find a disciple to inherit his legacy, to leave his mark on the cultivation world, so that his journey here will not have been in vain.
Lou Shuhe: "Hurry up and choose a disciple. With so many alchemists, you're bound to find one you like. If you end up with one who already has a master, then you're out of luck."
Master Shi snorted and continued to observe each contestant who went to restore the elixir formula.
Suddenly, Elder Shi leaned forward, his concealed divine sense fixed on the scene.
He actually found some good prospects, and more than one!
The incomplete formula is missing a key spiritual herb. Once this herb is deciphered, the other herbs can be deduced, and the entire formula can be restored.
After Song Yin obtained the incomplete pill formula, she was filled with questions. Based solely on the available herbs, it was difficult to determine the pill's effects, and without knowing the effects, how could the formula be restored?
Song Yin braced her hands on the table, staring helplessly at the incomplete prescription. Looking at the others, most were just as clueless as she was.
Song Yin had no choice but to make wild guesses based on the available spiritual herbs.
That's right, it was just wild guessing. Thousands upon thousands of pill formulas in her mind didn't match the incomplete formula before her, so she could only let her imagination run wild.
Healing effects? Song Yin wrote down many related medicinal herbs, then crossed them all out halfway through. No, no, these aren't healing effects. Restorative effects? That doesn't seem right either…
As she tried them one by one, Song Yin suddenly discovered that one of the existing medicinal herbs in the formula was too potent and needed to be neutralized by other herbs. The only one that could neutralize the properties of the existing herbs was the one she had obtained from Xiao Daiheng in the Floating Dream Secret Realm.
Pure Heart, Nirvana Flower.
After writing the Pure Heart Nirvana Flower, Song Yin pondered what to write next, and read through the entire text again from beginning to end.
etc!
Wait, wait, wait!
The Pure Heart Nirvana Flower neutralizes the properties of the preceding medicinal herbs, and this combination is similar to a breakthrough pill like the Foundation Establishment Pill. Therefore, the medicinal effect of this pill formula may indeed be a breakthrough-type pill.
There are currently many types of breakthrough pills available, with each major realm having its own corresponding pill to aid in the breakthrough.
Following this approach, Song Yin tried writing down several more medicinal herbs, and the more she wrote, the brighter her eyes became.
She's on the right track!
"Looking at their performance on the stage, the content of this competition is very difficult. Many people haven't even started writing." The monks watching the competition couldn't help but feel worried for the contestants on the stage.
"Restoring a pill formula is incredibly easy. It's like asking a swordsman to recreate an entire sword manual in just a few moves—it's incredibly difficult!"
"But I see a few people on the stage still writing non-stop, who knows, they might actually be able to restore the elixir formula."
"Yes, do you recognize the Danxiu on stage who's wearing a light blue dress? I saw her writing nonstop since the start of the competition, and she's already filled many pages with corrections and revisions."
"Her? I don't know her."
"You don't recognize her? She's Song Yin from the Immortal Firmament Sect! That Golden Core cultivator under a hundred years old, Song Yin!"
"Huh? Song Yin? This is Song Yin? I need to quickly record this with the image-recording stone!"
As Song Yin wrote on stage, her writing became increasingly fluent, and the medicinal effects of various combinations of medicinal herbs naturally formed in her mind.
This should be a fifth-grade pill formula, and it is a pill that can help cultivators who have reached the Golden Core stage to break through their cultivation level when they reach the Great Perfection stage.
Even more remarkably, it may have no side effects!
Unlike taking a Foundation Establishment Pill, which can prevent one from ever breaking through a certain cultivation level in the future, this pill might even neutralize the side effects of a Foundation Establishment Pill.
If that's the case, this pill will inevitably cause a frenzy of pursuit throughout the cultivation world, especially among cultivators who have taken the Foundation Establishment Pill!
"Time's up, the match is over!"
Song Yin stopped writing, her eyes burning as she stared at the prescription she had written down. It was done!
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Author's Note: The gathering of all laws at Heming brings about a big change. Don't forget the synopsis—he's portrayed as having a "green tea" (manipulative) side! [doge emoji with rose in hand]
As for Yinyin, it's not that she's clueless, but rather that someone is currently suppressing their inner demons and doesn't dare to have any improper thoughts about her, which is why Yinyin hasn't noticed any signs at all. [glasses]
It'll get funny once Yin Yin notices. [noob emoji]
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