Chapter 291: Second Uncle Condenses a Pill, Again Faces the Thunder Tribulation

Chuyang nephew, I heard from Third Uncle that you have a pill that can increase the chance of condensing a pill; can you give Second Uncle one?

Second Uncle Chen Chen rubbed his hands awkwardly, his expression somewhat awkward, he furtively glanced several times at this nephew, his heart filled with anxiety, fearing this nephew would refuse his proposal; he truly wanted the Dragon Blood Pill, with one more Dragon Blood Pill he could…… quickly condense a pill, thereby stepping onto that realm.

Condensing a pill greatly increases lifespan; besides that, only after condensing a pill is one truly considered to have stepped onto the path of cultivation.

This is the realm he has long dreamed of, and also what he has most wanted to break through.

He has struggled for so many years just to condense a pill.

Chen Qinger looked at her father doubtfully; seeing her father so humble for the first time, just a pill, but thinking of the importance of the Dragon Blood Pill, she could understand her father—if someone else had such a pill and was weak, her father would surely kill them and take the pill.

No one can resist the temptation, and no one can avoid having murderous intent.

That is, Chen Chuyang has it, and not just one pill; that's the point—he can shamelessly ask for pills.

At such times, Chen Chuyang is not a nephew, but a pill refiner.

A father seeking pills—no, anyone—will be this humble; either they can just take it, if they can't, they can only humbly ask for pills; a bad attitude will surely be refused.

"Second Uncle, don't be like that; the Dragon Blood Pill, I happen to have one."

Chen Chuyang gave Second Uncle a deep look, neither saying it's enough nor saying to hand it over directly.

That expression, that gaze—Chen Qinger knew it well; here it comes, the familiar scene reappears, this cousin begins to scheme, only this time it's her father.

"Poor father, this time you can't escape."

Falling into this cousin's hands, the father will surely be skinned.

Chen Qinger didn't speak, feeling sorrow for her father in her heart.

Upon hearing this, Second Uncle Chen Chen's eyes lit up.

"Chuyang nephew, state any demands you have; as long as Second Uncle has it, I will give it to you."

Chen Chuyang laughed: "Second Uncle, you know I lack many things, so."

I lack everything; it just depends on how many good things Second Uncle can give.

Second Uncle differs from Third Uncle; Chen Chuyang isn't very familiar with him, or rather, they had little interaction before—Second Uncle spends most of his time outside, rarely returning to the Chen Clan; over these years, Chen Chuyang and Second Uncle have met few times, and since Chen Chuyang arrived early at Longshe Shan, meetings are even rarer.

Unlike Third Uncle, who meets often, Chen Chuyang has spent more time interacting with Third Uncle than with his own father; if not for Qinger sister's incident, Chen Chuyang and Second Uncle's relationship would likely remain as it is—not close, but not unfamiliar either.

"Chuyang nephew, here you go; this is all of Second Uncle's wealth."

"If it's not enough, Second Uncle will owe it first and repay you in full later."

To obtain the Dragon Blood Pill, Second Uncle Chen Chen went all out.

He gave all his wealth to Chen Chuyang—a storage bag containing plenty of items.

Some spirit stones, not many—just a few medium-grade spirit stones.

Some spiritual herbs, all collected by Second Uncle.

Also some materials, prepared by Second Uncle for refining weapons.

Finally, some broken spiritual artifact and magic artifact fragments, of little use; Second Uncle collected them and piled them in a corner.

So poor it's pitiful; Chen Chuyang glanced and couldn't help feeling pity for Second Uncle.

Compared to the person from Tianwai, Du Xuzi, it's far worse.

They are not on the same level; even a trifling item of Du Xuzi is worth more than all of Second Uncle's possessions—this is the helplessness and poverty of a small clan.

Loose cultivators are even poorer.

Chen Chuyang accepted it—mosquito meat is still meat; at least it can fill the gaps between teeth.

He can't refuse; the Dragon Blood Pill is precious, costing him many good things—if he doesn't take money this time, what then? Nobody will pay him; how can he continue? This precedent must not be set; he must demand heavily, making them feel the pain.

That way, there will be far fewer matters, and not so many people will come to him asking for pills.

This will prevent various incidents and also spare Chen Chuyang much trouble.

If you want pills, produce all your precious belongings; otherwise, don't even think about it.

"Second Uncle, sign please."

Chen Chuyang took out an IOU, listing the things he needs.

Two copies; the items are not few—even Chen Qinger, after looking once, sucked in a breath of cold air.

This cousin is truly ruthless, actually demanding so much.

However, thinking of the Dragon Blood Pill's effect, she knows this sum of money, her father must provide.

Compared to the importance of the Dragon Blood Pill, these things are nothing.

"Good, good, good."

Second Uncle Chen Chen signed without hesitation.

Thus, a single Dragon Blood Pill spreading out could fetch a better price—at least, it's worth more than ten times his outlay.

Chen Chuyang considers this acceptable toward him; he didn't ruthlessly exploit him.

"The Dragon Blood Pill is yours."

Having received the IOU, Chen Chuyang gave him the Dragon Blood Pill.

Seeing the Dragon Blood Pill, Second Uncle Chen Chen couldn't help but choke up, wanting to swallow this pill.

He couldn't hold back; Chen Chuyang said, "Eat it—first absorb the Dragon Blood Pill's medicinal effect, don't rush the breakthrough."

"Continually compress yourself; remember, don't break through."

Second Uncle Chen Chen nodded seriously, sat cross-legged on the ground, took a deep breath, then adjusted his emotions.

He took out the Dragon Blood Pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Roar."

A dragon's roar sounded; Second Uncle's whole body was enveloped in blood-red vital energy.

The Dragon Blood Pill's medicinal effect erupted, continually nourishing his body.

Chen Chuyang stood aside, observing Second Uncle's changes.

Chen Qinger retreated ten-odd meters, not daring to approach; that pressure, that blood qi, Protector made her feel very uncomfortable.

Time, minute by second passed.

The two stood at the side, that pressure gradually spread.

An area of Longshe Shan was under the blood qi Protector, others felt it, and they all looked up.

Seeing Chen Chuyang standing there, the others didn't look again, lowered their heads to work, and went about their business.

Three days passed.

Second Uncle Chen Chen finished absorbing the efficacy of the Dragon Blood Pill, and the blood qi around his body gradually contracted.

The crimson blood qi returned to his flesh.

Within his dantian, wind and clouds were brewing.

The sky seemed to have sensed something; the dark clouds began to gather.

Chen Chuyang raised his head: 'Is a breakthrough coming?'

Chen Qinger followed suit and lifted her head, feeling a lingering fear, staring at the dark clouds in the sky; she knew her father was about to take that step.

Condensing the pill requires undergoing tribulation, lightning tribulation; it's not that easy to get through.

Once failed, body and dao vanish.

His complexion gradually turned pale.

The pressure in the sky grew ever more terrifying; that thunderous might made her shudder.

Her soul trembled involuntarily.

'The lightning tribulation is coming.'

Chen Qinger looked at her father again, and was led away by Chen Chuyang from Longshe Shan.

The thunderclouds enveloping Longshe Shan began to move, following the father.

'Father, the tribulation is coming.'

Involuntarily, Chen Qinger clenched her fists.