Sang Jin is the most gifted alchemist on the Eastern Wasteland Continent. By the age of sixteen, he was already able to refine an eighth-grade, eight-patterned elixir. However, his martial arts talent is poor, and after a hundred years, he's still only at the Qi Refining stage.
Just a few days ago, her master successfully ascended to heaven, leaving her as his only disciple. Now she was 116 years old, but her appearance remained forever that of a 16-year-old.
Her master, the Hongmeng Sword Immortal, was a genius skilled in both alchemy and martial arts. He always looked to be in his twenties, and she had no idea how long he had lived.
Before she met her master, she was the daughter of a blacksmith. Because her family owned a blacksmith shop, her father did not like her very much. He preferred a son who would be strong enough to inherit his shop.
It was a time of war, and having a son was a dream for Sang's father. His mother was indifferent to him, and he was the one who made everything happen. But when a younger brother finally arrived, she became a dispensable presence in the family.
So when the master met her and said he wanted to take her away, she followed him without hesitation.
"Just go away. You'll suffer even more if you stay with us. It's not a loss at all. Here are thirty taels of silver. It's enough for our son to marry a wife." Old Man Sang scolded Mother Sang. He accepted the thirty taels of silver from the man.
"I know, but I just can't bear to let her go. I'll never see Daya again. But thirty taels isn't too little." Mother Sang was reluctant, but she also knew her daughter would be much better off with that man. The man said her daughter had exceptional aptitude and that he was taking her back to cultivate immortality. Immortals, she'd be rich in the future.
"Okay, you just can't bear that there will be no one to take care of you at home after she leaves."
Sang Jin could hear the final conversation between her father and mother. Her master's crystal ball had located her parents. She was seeing their final appearance through the crystal ball.
Sang Daya, who had originally held some fondness for her mother, lost all hope when she heard her mother's final words. From then on, she changed her name to Sang Jin.
Look, she is just like that, neither her father nor her mother loves her. She doesn't know what's wrong with her that makes her so disliked by others. No matter how much she does for the family, her parents still love her brother.
What was she thinking? Was she still longing for some familial affection? Over a hundred years had passed, and they were long since buried.
After much difficulty, she gathered all the ingredients for the Heavenly Dao Pill. If she could refine the Divine Pill, she would be promoted to the Pill Saint.
In this Dharma-Ending Age, being able to collect all the elixirs is simply wishful thinking for others, but for Sang Jin, it is only a matter of time.
She possessed a secret realm, gifted to her by her master. Within it lay a celestial mountain, and upon it a sacred herb garden containing precious elixirs. This secret realm had been a gift from her master upon her apprenticeship. To be given such a contemporary treasure so readily revealed the immense wealth of the Hongmeng Sword Immortal.
So when the spiritual energy of this continent became increasingly thin, Sang Jin and her master were not affected at all. On the contrary, she even used the spiritual herbs in the secret medicine garden to exchange for many martial arts and secret techniques.
She had asked her master why he accepted her as his disciple, and he said he was just lonely and wanted someone to talk to.
She asked her master, "You are so powerful and have such a profound background, why don't you establish your own sect?"
"Master is afraid of trouble." Hongmeng Sword Immortal gave a five-word answer.
In fact, only Hongmeng Sword Immortal himself knew, was he really afraid of trouble? He did have a sect, but he was the only one left in his sect.
The other fellow disciples and even the spirit beasts in the sect ascended to heaven.
Is Master afraid of trouble? Yes, that year, at the age of eight, she began to learn how to cook and wash clothes by herself. Because Master had already gone on a fast, she had to do all these chores by herself.
Now she is 116 years old, but still cannot learn fasting.
"Let me melt the Glazed Heart Fire—"
There was only one step left, and Sang Jin was already sweating profusely.
She has an innate Taoist body and must take the Heavenly Dao Pill to fully wake up.
This is something that Master spent a lot of effort to figure out.
She has been stuck in the Qi Refining Stage for over a hundred years. Today she must refine the Heavenly Dao Pill and successfully establish her foundation.
After her master ascended to the upper realm, he could no longer protect her. People from the upper realm could not come down. Since her strength was low, she must improve it as soon as possible.
Although the world of cultivating immortals has declined, many of the ancestors of major sects still have powerful people in the tribulation period.
Moreover, the decline of the world of immortal cultivation is due to the scarcity of spiritual energy, but this has nothing to do with the techniques.
Many people know that Sang Jin has many secret skills, and who wouldn’t want to find out?
There is no one around her who can protect her now. If she can catch a genius alchemy artist, there will be hope for the prosperity of the sect in the future.
"Hahaha, I had such a hard time finding you, Sang Jin."
Oh no, it’s a powerful person in the Mahayana period.
The summit of Kunlun, according to legend, is the closest point on earth to heaven. Sang Jin's master also ascended to heaven here.
I thought the most dangerous place was the safest place. Those strong men would definitely go somewhere else to look for her.
"The Poromen really think highly of me. They even let their ancestors come and capture me personally." Sang Jin used his mental power to maintain the temperature of his heart fire.
Although she was only at the Qi Refining stage, her mental strength had already reached the early stages of the Tribulation Crossing stage. Her master's secret technique had allowed her to train her physique to be much stronger than that of an ordinary cultivator.
If the laws of heaven and earth in her secret realm were not incomplete, she wouldn't have to take such a risk in refining pills to advance. She could only refine the Heavenly Dao Pill outside.
"Little kid, you are the only Danxian in these hundred years. We in Poromen value you very much." said Mo Hun, the ancestor of Poromen.
"Hahaha, brother Mo Hun is still so cunning. We have to share this benefit."
"Are you refining a divine elixir? Fine, fine, once the elixir is refined, I'll take both the divine elixir and the person."
"Swish——" Two more sect leaders appeared beside Sang Jin.
Humph, these hypocritical leaders of these sects. They're disguised as a reputable sect, yet they're doing disgusting things. She and her master are just independent cultivators.
But she was also quite famous in the Eastern Wasteland Continent. Everyone called her, who was in the Qi Refining Stage, the Danxian, and her master, who was in the Tribulation Stage, the Hongmeng Sword Immortal.
Because her master was an excellent swordsman. But what the world did not know was that her master knew much more than just alchemy and swordsmanship.
Normally, the leaders of the various sects and clans treated her like a guest of honor. But when they saw her master ascended to heaven and no one could protect her, they wanted to capture her and make her their alchemy slave.
"Bah—you bunch of bandits. Xiaojin, I'm coming." Li Jingyu ran over anxiously and stood in front of Sang Jin, leaving the danger to himself.
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