It was two days later that Xue Kong returned to the cave.
Eight young monks came back with him, and Xue Kong threw them into the cave as casually as if they were objects.
Xue Kong slapped his storage bag and took out all the pills in it, then looked at the young monks.
All of these people have low cultivation levels, ranging from the third to the sixth level of Qi Condensation. Each of them has their cultivation levels sealed by Xue Kong, and they cannot display any of their abilities.
They looked at Xue Kong in horror, terrified, not knowing what Xue Kong was up to.
The way to improve your cultivation level, besides absorbing spirit stones, is to use elixirs.
Spirit stones are rare items. They are very important whether for refining treasures or elixirs, or for replenishing oneself during battle. Compared with elixirs, spirit stones can be absorbed faster.
However, Xue Kong did not recognize the pills on his body. Among them, there must be poisons, elixirs, and healing medicines.
He certainly wouldn't risk his own life.
So he thought of the dumbest way, which was to capture some monks and have them test the medicine for him.
Therefore, these monks with low cultivation became Xue Kong's drug testers.
Xue Kong picked up a white porcelain bottle, which contained seven or eight round black pills. The pills had no peculiar smell, but instead emitted a fresh fragrance.
According to normal logic, poison must have a bad or fishy smell. If it has a fragrant smell, it is most likely a elixir that can produce benefits.
Xue Kong didn't make any guesses himself. He grabbed a young cultivator, poured out a pill, pinched open the other's mouth, and put the pill directly in.
"Uh... Senior, what did you give me to eat?" After swallowing the pill, the young monk widened his eyes and asked tentatively.
Xue Kong did not answer, but just looked at him carefully and seriously.
His spiritual sense scanned his entire body, observing any changes in his behavior and whether his expression had changed.
The other monks didn't dare to breathe.
They didn't know each other, not even Xue Kong. Unexpectedly, when they were walking on the way to the Demon Valley, this senior suddenly appeared, grabbed them without saying a word, and brought them here.
They didn't even hear Xue Kong say a word.
Is he a mute?
The others were so nervous that all sorts of random thoughts popped up in their minds.
Only Xue Kong was concentrating on staring at the person who took the pill.
Soon, the monk's expression suddenly changed. His face flushed and his lips trembled as he said, "My heart feels like it's burning. It hurts so much. Senior, what kind of elixir did you give me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the monk's lips turned purple, showing signs of poisoning.
Then his eyes turned white, his head tilted, and he fainted.
Xue Kong frowned slightly. He looked down at the porcelain bottle in his hand and concluded, "Poison."
He put the bottle of poison aside and took out a new bottle of pills.
Death can easily cause panic.
Seeing someone being poisoned to death, the remaining cultivators turned pale. They then noticed Xue Kong took out a new pill and walked towards one of them. That person immediately shouted, "Senior, spare my life."
"Senior, my master is the leader of the Silver Moon Gang. Please spare my life." The man knelt down with a thud and kowtowed desperately on the ground, breaking his forehead and causing blood to flow.
Xue Kong pretended not to hear anything and swung his sleeve to hit the man in the chest.
He felt pain in his chest and his mouth was forced to open. At this moment, a pill flew into his mouth. He couldn't spit it out, and it slid directly down his throat into his stomach.
"Senior, please spare me, senior, please spare me." He kowtowed repeatedly, tears streaming down his eyes from fear.
He is lucky.
This pill is not a poison, but a medicine for healing wounds.
As soon as he took it, the wound on his forehead and the severe pain in his chest immediately disappeared. Even the residual power of the pill dissipated, making him feel warm all over.
With tears in his eyes, he looked at his body in disbelief.
Thinking that Xue Kong was being kind, he said gratefully, "Thank you very much, Senior, for sparing my life. My master will definitely thank you generously in the future."
"My father is the elder of the Silver Moon Gang, he..."
The man kept talking, but Xue Kong didn't hear a word he said. He put the healing pill aside, then took out a new bottle of pills and walked towards the man.
It’s still this monk.
Once again forced to take the pill.
I don’t know if he was lucky or if there wasn’t much poison in Xue Kong’s pills. After trying three times, the cultivator didn’t die from the poison.
There was even one time when he took a pill that could improve his cultivation, which enabled him to break through from the fourth level of Qi Condensation to the fifth level.
Such a scene not only confused the monk himself.
The other monks were also confused.
Someone soon realized that Xue Kong himself didn't recognize the efficacy of those pills and was using them to test the medicine.
Unfortunately, when the monk tried the fourth bottle of elixir, he finally died of the poison. His whole body was festered and covered with pustules. When the pustules burst, they sprayed out foul-smelling yellow poisonous water, and he died instantly.
"Another bottle of poison." Xue Kong's expression remained calm. He was neither happy nor disappointed for figuring out whether it was poison or an elixir, nor did he feel sorry for the death of the person who tested the medicine.
He was not moved at all by the disgusting way the monk died.
He seemed to have lost his expression and there was no change.
The third person who tried the medicine was a slim young female cultivator. When she saw Xue Kong walking towards her with the pill in his hand, her pretty face turned pale.
She trembled and cried, "No, I don't want to eat..."
"Senior, can you let me be the last person to test the medicine? I don't want to die so early."
"You must be exhausted after trying so many pills. How about I help you try them, or massage your legs and shoulders, or even... well... that's also possible. This is my first time..."
The female cultivator's face became paler as Xue Kong approached.
Her words of temptation and seduction could not shake Xue Kong at all. Instead, they made other cultivators glance at her with contempt and resentment in their eyes.
If she doesn't try the medicine, should she ask them to go?
Isn't that telling them to die?
She was lucky. She tried seven or eight kinds of elixirs in a row before she was poisoned to death. Even Xue Kong began to suspect that she died because she took too many elixirs.
However, the rapidly decaying corpse told him that the possibility should be very small.
The drug testing process ended quickly.
Xue Kong finally identified all the pills: "A total of six bottles of poison, seventeen bottles of healing pills, and thirteen bottles of pills to improve cultivation."
He put away the poison and healing pills, leaving only the pills that could improve his cultivation.
He first destroyed the bodies and burned the eight young monks to ashes with fire.
Immediately afterwards, the entrance of the cave was broken, and rubble rolled down, sealing the entrance.
After doing all this, Xue Kong sat down cross-legged. Thirteen bottles of elixirs that could improve his cultivation were all placed in front of him. He showed a firm look on his face: "I will never come out of seclusion until I reach the tenth level of Qi Condensation!"
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