Chapter 116 Returning Home
The inner disciples are already the backbone of the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect, and almost all those who have achieved Foundation Establishment or Core Formation have emerged from this group.
Its greatest advantage is that after breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage, one will be qualified to independently apply for and guard a city. Just look at the Heart-Eroding City to see how much benefit one can gain from monopolizing a city.
However, those who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage in the outer sect do not have this qualification. Even opening a shop within the sect requires permission from relevant superiors.
Steward Xu and Xu's Pill Shop are typical examples of this.
Wang Yu's promotion to the inner sect was a well-considered decision, made after he decided to cultivate his skills and knowledge within the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect, which would benefit him in the future.
After respectfully taking his leave, Wang Yu, dressed in a brand-new outfit, appeared in the square of Zhudianfang, attracting envious glances from many fellow disciples.
The Nine Peaks of the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect have over 100,000 outer disciples, but only around 10,000 inner disciples. A higher status means you can trample over those 100,000 cultivators under your feet.
It's completely different now.
"I, Wang, am now an inner disciple. It's the end of the year, and today is my first day as an inner disciple!"
Feeling a surge of pride, Wang Yu left Zhudianfang without noticing a watchful gaze that seemed to be watching him from the shadows.
The Heavenly Corpse Pavilion is an ordinary cave dwelling.
Nearly two months have passed since Wang Yu was promoted to the inner sect, and he has quickly adapted to his new identity. He is currently using cold flames to refine a first-grade top-quality [Beast Taming Pill], which can assist the Snow Jade Fox in its growth.
He also attached great importance to it, so as soon as the formula was perfected, he immediately started refining the pills.
The little fox had been well-fed for several months, and Wang Yu rarely put it in his spirit beast pouch. Instead, he often held it in his arms and petted it. Since he was taking the elite route, he still needed to cultivate a relationship with it.
After all, spontaneous protection of one's master and forced execution are two different concepts.
The former is more efficient and more effective!
His alchemy skills were already highly refined, making it easy for him to refine first-grade pills. He was even confident in refining second-grade low-grade pills. However, the Cold Dragon Alchemy Technique was still incomplete, and he had no space to complete it.
When the time was right, Wang Yu slapped the alchemy furnace with his palm. The moment the lid flew off, three vibrant green pills, radiating vitality, appeared.
After four processes—refining, fusion, condensing, and nurturing—the final result is nothing short of perfect.
Instinctive alchemy—that's how powerful it is.
"Three top-grade pills. It's the medicinal power of the elixir that limits my performance. If the medicinal power were several times stronger, it wouldn't be impossible to produce nine top-grade elixirs in one batch."
After placing the top-grade beast-feeding pill into the jade bottle, the impatient Snow Jade Fox rushed out, barking "yoyo" at Wang Yu, and even jumping into his arms to expose its soft belly.
Wang Yu couldn't help but smile. Since Xue Yuhu joined his side, his facial features, which were on the verge of paralysis, were saved.
Humans are social animals after all, and it's hard for them to be lonely for long. Having a cute pet as a companion greatly reduces the chances of them developing abnormal behavior.
In this environment, maintaining physical and mental health is truly not an easy task.
"Here you go, take this. When you grow up, you can be my mount."
After swallowing the fragrant elixir with a thud, the Snow Jade Fox immediately began to droop its eyelids and fell into a deep sleep. Wang Yu put it in his pocket and continued refining the elixir.
He opened four furnaces in a row, making sure he could consume enough pills to create a protective barrier before stopping. By the time he emerged from seclusion, it was already more than half a month later.
News of a second matter has finally arrived from Tantai Chan, who had disappeared without a trace since being promoted to the inner sect.
The matter has been settled. Wang Yu only needs to report to the stone house area of Cold Blood Peak within seven days. A new round of slave-catching teams will be setting off soon.
Spirit slaves have always been very resource-intensive, and very few can live for more than twenty years. He had never heard of anyone who had advanced from a spirit slave to an outer sect like him.
No wonder he always elicits gasps of amazement; he's so rare, perhaps even the only one of his kind in the last century.
The high consumption of spirit slaves has led to clear territorial plans among the nine peaks for capturing slaves. Some peaks operate in the Crimson Kite Demon Realm, which is why Wang Yu insisted on joining the Cold Blood Peak team.
He wanted to return to the spiritual realm of Taihu Lake and to Shihu City, but he could only turn back and continue along the Heishan Pass route.
So many years have passed, I wonder how my family is doing.
After packing his belongings and sending messages to acquaintances about his mission, he left the Reverse Blood Ten Workshop without looking back.
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At the foot of Coldblood Peak, in a secluded stone house area.
It's quite lively here today, as three slave-catching teams are heading to different places.
When Wang Yu arrived, he saw many familiar faces.
For example, the old cultivator who personally "sent" him here back then, now the prominent Steward Liu in the Stone House District, greeted Wang Yu in a friendly manner after seeing him.
Even Duan Ping and Fatty Duan, who had disappeared for a while, were here. He was no longer in charge, but had become a member of this slave-catching team.
Qi Refining Level 7... Wang Yu's eyes narrowed involuntarily. This was different from the level he had reached when they first met.
After Wei Zhong and Su Yulong were brought down, Duan Ping, this small fry, was safe and sound. It's likely that the culprit was caught, and the small fry was let off the hook to give face to the Duan family of Xiangshan.
But he was also stripped of his position and sent down to the slave-catching team. Looking at his aged appearance, he was completely different from before.
He must have tried to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage using a low-grade Foundation Establishment Pill (Reverse Blood Pill), but obviously failed. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so listless, and his cultivation level would have regressed.
Upon seeing Wang Yu, Duan Ping shuddered and retreated somewhat fearfully behind Captain Ning.
Wang Yu couldn't help but smile at him, revealing his teeth.
The teeth, under the sunlight, not only didn't feel warm, but also made the smile look particularly chilling.
"What...what do you want to do..."
"You haven't done anything wrong, Brother Duan. You seem to be afraid of me, but have you done something wrong?"
"No, no! Stay away from me, old man Ning... Ning~"
"alright."
Old Man Ning grabbed Duan Ping from behind and pushed him in front of Wang Yu, smiling as he said:
"Fellow Daoist Wang, this journey will take us to the Taihu Spiritual Domain, which is extremely dangerous. Accidents are common on the way, so you should make more preparations at the sect."
"Thank you for your guidance, Fellow Daoist Ning."
Wang Yu was somewhat surprised by his attitude. The implication was that he should give Duan Ping some face within the sect, and once they were out of the sect, Duan Ping could be dealt with however he pleased.
She's a shrewd person too.
Duan Ping understood the subtext, and his expression immediately changed drastically: "No, you can't do this. I've treated you well before, you—"
To everyone's surprise, Old Man Ning didn't even glance at him.
"Everyone's here, let's go."
More than ten late-stage Qi Refining cultivators released their flying artifacts and prepared to depart. Duan Ping refused to leave no matter what, but Old Man Ning didn't care.
"Not leaving? Then you can stay here and wait for the sect's execution order. The rest of you, move out!"
Having said that, he took the lead and leaped into the air.
The crowd gradually caught up, and soon after, the pale-faced Fatty Duan also caught up. However, he was far away from Wang Yu, and since he was going to die anyway, he might as well go out and try his luck.
(End of this chapter)
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