Qi Zhiheng nodded to Yang Yitian: "They've already gone in. Let's check back in two months."
Yang Yitian yawned listlessly and nodded: "Okay."
Qi Zhiheng touched his face: "Let's wait outside for a while and see if there are any weapon refiners who can modify the Six Paths Reincarnation Disc."
Qi Zhiheng also planned to collect some spiritual herbs to refine some pills to strengthen his soul.
After they went out, they first issued a notice, soliciting level 8 and 9 weapon refiners to modify a spiritual weapon. The reward from Yu Xi Du Jia was to help refine a level 9 or lower pill, and they promised to give three pills, one of which would definitely be a top-grade pill.
There were already quite a few cultivators who had come to watch the tribulation and were staying in Ascension City to see the excitement. As soon as the notice was posted, the crowd instantly became excited.
Immediately, many people sent out messages to inform their relatives and friends that the ninth-grade top-quality pill was a very scarce treasure in the Central Continent, and it was almost impossible to find a small amount of it in secret realms.
Five days later, just as Qi Zhiheng finished refining some pills to strengthen Yang Yitian's soul, Xiong Shuang came to report on the situation in the city.
"Lord of the city, many temporary shops in the city have recently been rented out, and quite a few weapon-refining shops have opened there," Xiong Shuang reported.
"Hmm?" Qi Zhiheng asked, somewhat puzzled, "A weapon-refining shop?"
Xiong Shuang explained, "Yes, because of the notice you posted, many weapon refiners have come to our Ascension City. Some alchemists think that there are many people and weapon refiners in the city now, so buying and selling spiritual weapons is a good idea. As a result, many shops have been rented out."
Many shops in the city belong to the city lord's mansion. These shops have been rented out, so they naturally need to be reported.
Qi Zhiheng didn't take it too seriously and asked, "Is it a level eight or nine weapon refiner shop?"
Xiong Shuang said helplessly, "City Lord, level eight and nine weapon refiners are all sought after by others to refine weapons. Why would they open a weapon refining shop in our small city? These people have all heard the news and want to try their luck to see if they can find a level eight or nine weapon refiner to be their master."
"Not level eight or nine weapon refiners? Then let them be." Qi Zhiheng wasn't too concerned.
Xiong Shuang simply reported the matter, and since the city lord didn't care, he left.
Qi Zhiheng stuffed the pills into Yang Yitian's hand: "Take some pills first and see if you get better."
Yang Yitian's condition was more serious; he had become extremely thin and was constantly feeling sleepy. So he abandoned meditation and started sleeping instead.
However, he would dream whenever he slept, and his dreams were filled with the image of Han Qing Xianjun. After waking up, he would forget the contents of his dreams and feel very drowsy.
He didn't dare mention this to Qi Zhiheng. He kept dreaming about another man, and this man was incredibly handsome! How could he dare to tell anyone about something that felt like it would make his husband look like a cuckold? He could only keep it to himself.
After receiving the pill, Yang Yitian immediately swallowed one. As soon as the pill entered his stomach, he felt a sense of liberation and comfort throughout his body.
Feeling a bit sleepy, she nestled in Qi Zhiheng's arms and fell asleep.
Qi Zhiheng let him lie there and even used his spiritual power to help him clear his meridians so that the medicine could work better.
Yang Yitian slept for a whole day.
When he got up again, he felt better and the discomfort in his body had dissipated somewhat. Although he still had a dream, the fatigue he felt after waking up was gone. He snuggled against Qi Zhiheng's chest a couple of times, burying his face in Qi Zhiheng's chest.
Qi Zhiheng patted his back and asked softly, "Are you feeling any better?"
Yang Yitian replied from inside his arms, "Yeah, I'm much better."
Qi Zhiheng turned his face over, and the dark circles under his eyes had indeed faded considerably. He took out some food and said, "Eat something first, then take the pills later." It's best to take the pills every day for the next month. He wasn't worried about that; he would watch him eat them.
Yang Yitian yawned, got up, ate something, and then took some pills. After jumping around for a short while, he lay down and fell asleep again, pulling Qi Zhiheng along to be his human cushion.
Qi Zhiheng wasn't idle either. While Yang Yitian was sleeping, he flipped through some books related to souls. He had basically read all the books in his spatial pavilion. The books he was reading now were all moved from Yang Yitian's immortal palace, which had just as many books as his pavilion. As a result, he learned a lot about things related to souls.
It must be said that the master of this celestial palace has quite a collection of books related to souls, some of which were even researched and written by Immortal Lord Hanqing himself.
Qi Zhiheng flipped through some of the texts and was somewhat impressed by this Immortal Lord Hanqing, who had studied the matter of the soul very thoroughly.
Yang Yitian spent five consecutive days taking pills and sleeping. By the sixth day, he was basically able to stay awake.
Qi Zhiheng looked at his face, which had gained some weight again, and his dark circles had mostly disappeared, and finally felt relieved: "This pill cannot be stopped."
Yang Yitian nodded obediently.
A month later, Xiong Shuang reported to Qi Zhiheng: "City Lord, an eighth-level weapon refiner requests an audience."
Qi Zhiheng waited for a month before a high-level weapon refiner finally came to him. The previous weapon refiners had actually arrived in Ascension City, but perhaps they wanted to observe first or for other reasons, so they did not come to him immediately after they arrived.
Qi Zhiheng couldn't possibly invite people over and win their favor himself. If they turned out to be unsuitable, he would have to ask them to leave, which would come at a cost.
He wasn't in a hurry about this matter. Yang Yitian's condition had stabilized, and he was about to obtain Yang Mengqing's wisp of soul, which should be enough for Yang Yitian to sustain himself for a while.
Qi Zhiheng received the cultivator, but he wouldn't directly give the Six Paths Reincarnation Disc to the other party for modification. He spent some spirit stones to obtain a level nine spiritual artifact. His request was to have someone change some attributes of his newly purchased level nine spiritual artifact according to his requirements. Unless the other party could succeed, he would not allow the other party to touch his Six Paths Reincarnation Disc.
The first level eight weapon refiner, upon hearing that Qi Zhiheng wanted to modify the attributes of a level nine spiritual weapon, immediately took his leave, believing that he was not up to the task.
Qi Zhiheng didn't let anyone leave empty-handed, but gave them a common level-eight top-grade pill.
Unexpectedly, the visit brought such a pleasant surprise. The weapon refiner left in a very good mood, and his impressions of Ascension City and Qi Zhiheng were also excellent.
Qi Zhiheng didn't want to make enemies instead of completing the deal. His current situation wasn't suitable for making enemies either. It would be best if he could make friends with people. Who knows, these cultivators might achieve great things in the future.
After that, several more level-eight weapon refiners arrived, but none of them were able to modify Qi Zhiheng's spiritual weapon. Qi Zhiheng then announced to the public that anyone who couldn't modify a level-nine spiritual weapon shouldn't bother coming.
These weapon refiners are the ones who are preventing me from finding a true weapon refiner who can modify spiritual weapons.
Having said all that, some of those who lacked the ability didn't dare to go up, lest they lose face.
After a short while, a level nine weapon refiner finally came to their door.
Qi Zhiheng also took out that level nine spiritual artifact and let the other party try to see if he could change some of the attributes of his own spiritual artifact.
In the end, this level nine weapon refiner was indeed capable of making modifications, but the results were unsatisfactory.
After two months of back-and-forth work, Qi Zhiheng told the weapon refiners who were about to come to wait, and then led Yang Yitian into the space.
By this time, Yang Mengqing had also passed away peacefully. Yang Mengqiu carried his elder brother's body out of the area where time differed, while his elder brother's soul floated to the side, looking very dazed and basically without any consciousness.
Upon seeing Qi Zhiheng and Yang Yitian, Yang Mengqiu said, "You've arrived."
He gently placed Yang Mengqing's body on the mat.
Qi Zhiheng nodded and said, "We're here. We'll take back your elder brother's soul. What are your plans?"
Yang Mengqiu thought for a moment and said, "I have no more attachments to this world, so I should reincarnate." After he finished speaking, he broke away from the puppet that contained him and appeared in the form of a soul.
Yang Mengqing, who was not very conscious at first, turned her head and glanced at Yang Mengqiu's soul the moment she saw it.
He was an idiot when he was human, and now he is even more ignorant and confused.
Yang Mengqiu stepped forward and hugged his elder brother, bidding him farewell: "Brother, take good care of yourself from now on, I'm about to be reincarnated. It's a pity that even if there is a next life, I won't be able to be your brother again."
Yang Mengqing's head moved slightly in confusion, she blinked, and nodded as if she understood.
Yang Mengqiu was somewhat moved, but ultimately said nothing. Parting is the most heart-wrenching thing, and he dared not think too much about it, fearing that he would be reluctant to part with his loved ones. He turned to Qi Zhiheng and said, "Immortal, could you help us move our house out? We just need to find a place to put it. I want my puppet and my elder brother's body to be buried near our house."
“Okay.” Qi Zhiheng first took out their strangely shaped house and placed it in a place with abundant spiritual energy in his spatial dimension. Then he put a puppet and a corpse in a coffin, dug two pits in front of the house, and piled them up to form two graves.
In this way, Yang Mengqiu's innocence can be considered cleared.
Yang Mengqing seemed satisfied with this matter. He floated towards Yang Yitian and entered his body.
Yang Yitian immediately sat down and entered a meditative state.
Qi Zhiheng knew that they were about to merge, so he didn't disturb them. Instead, he said to Yang Mengqiu, "I'll send you to be reincarnated."
Yang Mengqiu didn't want to watch her elder brother become part of someone else's body, so she nodded and said, "Thank you for your help, Immortal."
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