Chapter 405: Plundering the Alchemy Workshop

Hearing this, Shen Yi finally casually tossed away the woman in his hand and unfurled his sky-filling flying feathers.

"This Emperor does not need your promise; you are not worthy."

"I simply wish to take back what belongs to me."

Having spoken, he sneered and turned again to walk toward that light curtain.

The Great-Horned Demon Emperor hovered in the air, concealing the indignation in his eyes; however, returning wounded and needing pills for replenishment was truly normal. The only one who would feel dissatisfied about this should be the White Crane Demon Emperor.

After all, everything inside this Alchemy Workshop was his hoard.

But what did it have to do with his Great Horns? Even if the White Crane could return alive, it was just right to let him fight that lion, so he would pay less attention to himself.

Hearing this, several Demon Emperors helplessly made way.

They watched helplessly as that majestic figure slowly stepped into the third cave.

"If the Jin Chi Demon Emperor were here, it would be good; her relationship with the Lion Emperor is not bad."

One of them felt somewhat troubled; the Thousand Demon Caves had already suffered heavy damage, and now there was internal strife at this time.

This lion's temper was becoming increasingly tyrannical.

Leaving other things aside, if only some pills were needed, why not go directly to the Cave Master? Would they dare give him less? Why create such an aggressive appearance?

On the other side.

Shen Yi stepped into the cave dwelling and, without hesitation, summoned the Black Mist Sky Silk to set up a prohibition at the entrance.

Immediately, his expression sank slightly.

The moment he saw the black-robed dharma robe, his mind truly wavered.

Shen Yi even specifically reached out to try it on.

That familiar texture, aside from the pattern differences, was exactly the same as the one on his own body.

Fortunately, the array formations on it were not so rich.

It seemed unable to distinguish aura.

"..."

Shen Yi slowly closed his eyes.

This should have been an expected matter, yet he had always ignored it.

His dharma robe was taken from the Thousand Demon Caves' steward's cave dwelling.

And how could the so-called Cave Master who had long occupied the deepest part not have better things?

Even the dharma robe might only be a part of it.

As a cultivator, having one's foundation surpassed by demons and monsters was truly a speechless matter.

"Move faster."

Shen Yi inexplicably felt a sense of crisis.

The Cave Master suddenly issuing the dharma robe was certainly not without reason; there was likely a major move behind it.

He released the Xuanming Spider Emperor and walked quickly toward the scorching passage.

The entire Alchemy Workshop was very spacious.

Passways paved with green jade tiles connected the three main halls, covered with ancient traces; coiled dragon pillars and lanterns inlaid with precious jade all displayed the former extravagance and grandeur of the General Nanyang Sect.

Shen Yi now had no mind to pay attention to these things.

He quickly stepped into the first main hall.

He saw that in the center of the hall stood a huge, emerald-green, translucent jade tree; its branches spread over a hundred zhang in length, occupying the entire hall's ceiling, then hanging down at the ends, resembling abundant fruits, with a jade plate placed at the tip of every branch.

But at this moment, a glance revealed that over ninety-nine percent of the jade plates were empty.

Only a few still held exquisite porcelain bottles.

These demons and monsters, over the long years, had nearly plundered this place empty.

Shen Yi no longer hesitated; with a wave of his large hand, he swept the remaining dozens of bottles of precious pills into his possession, regardless of their effects.

He had a premonition that this might be his last chance to sneak into the Thousand Demon Caves.

After finishing all this, Shen Yi continued walking toward the second hall.

Compared to the extravagance of the front hall, this place appeared quite plain, with no traces of demons and monsters.

At the very top of every shelf, a paperweight pressed down a pill formula.

Below the bookshelves were piles of thick books.

Shen Yi randomly opened one; it recorded the General Nanyang Sect disciples' ideas for improving this pill formula and speculations on whether other pill formulas could be derived from it.

"My Lord, I will go find it right now!"

The Xuanming Spider Emperor quickly crawled around.

"No need; memorize them all."

Shen Yi straightforwardly released the Lion Emperor and the Qingqiu Ancestor.

Although they could not take them directly; after all, taking pills could be explained, but taking all the pill formulas was so conspicuous that after walking out this door, he could consider leaving the Thousand Demon Caves immediately.

But with many demons, there is great strength; just memorize them all.

Having made the arrangements.

Shen Yi walked straight toward the last main hall.

That was also the source of this surging heat wave.

The moment he stepped inside, what came into view were hundreds of pill furnaces arranged in the eight trigrams positions.

Each one was over a zhang tall.

And in the very center was a pool of churning fire, with channels dug beside it connecting to every pill furnace.

Shen Yi walked slowly to the center.

Inside the fire pool, a bronze pillar protruded, upon which rested a palm-sized purple-gold alchemy furnace, its entire body gleaming with a metallic luster; the surface bore no patterns, appearing simple, yet this in no way diminished its aura of nobility.

He reached out to touch it.

As soon as he approached the fire pool, even with Shen Yi's current formidable physique, being swept by that white mist caused him to feel intense, searing pain.

Beneath the concealment of the General Nanyang Transformation Art.

A scorch mark had surprisingly appeared on the cuff of his dharma robe.

He had never expected that the first damage to this black robe would occur under such circumstances.

"Hiss."

In pain, Shen Yi gritted his teeth, resolutely yanked the alchemy furnace out, and stuffed it into his storage bag.

Even with his lack of experience, he could tell this was a fine treasure.

Regardless of whether it was useful or not, he would take it first and deal with the rest later.

Except for Bai Hong, no one else should have the qualification to know that amidst hundreds of massive alchemy furnaces, such a small item was hidden.

Only after thoroughly looting this place.

Did Shen Yi finally let out a sigh of relief.

He retreated to the Second Hall and began reciting alchemy formulas alongside the several demon souls.

At the same time, he poured all the remaining demon lifespans into the Boundless Demon Emperor Palace.

【Year One: You continued to activate your Dao Infant's five viscera to explore your limits; the Dao Palace gradually expanded at a slow pace, becoming increasingly stable, yet you still could not master the second technique of the Dao, leaving you feeling somewhat disappointed.】

【You kept thinking: If I had settled down to enter the world back then, would my path have been smooth and unobstructed by now?】

"Settling down to enter the world would have meant dying under Nie Jun's sword."

Shen Yi looked at the alchemy formula in his hand and muttered this thought to himself.

Indeed, the problem had surfaced again.

He shook his head, feeling slightly troubled.

The Dao Palace had already expanded to nearly three hundred and sixty zhang, and the demon lifespans had rapidly drained away clean... hmm?

Shen Yi suddenly saw that the already emptied lifespan had mysteriously increased by three thousand years.

【Beheading the Flower Scale Demon King: Total lifespan sixteen thousand years; remaining lifespan three thousand two hundred years; absorption complete.】

Immediately following this, under Shen Yi's gaze.

A long string of notifications began to flash rapidly!

Within the span of one stick of incense, the demon lifespan broke through the fifty thousand mark.

And the rate of growth still showed no sign of slowing.

"..."

Shen Yi fell silent for a moment, suddenly feeling that the twenty thousand years spent back then had been quite worth it.

"Try to kill them as thoroughly as possible; next time there is an opportunity, I will feed you another Origin Source."

"I am grateful to my Lord; Lady Qinghua will never betray my Lord's trust!"

Lady Qinghua's excited response came to his ears; she had not received praise from her master for a very long time.

Somewhere outside the Thousand Demon Cave.

A ten-zhang-tall Golden Body Dharma Image cast a cold gaze toward that group of fleeing Demon Kings.

Dragons and crocodiles surged forth, unleashing ear-piercing, long roars.

Amidst the swaying of the dark-golden feathered cloak, it instantly transformed into a merciless instrument of slaughter.

(End of Chapter)