Chapter 90: The Good of Monsters

Little thing, do you have any thoughts about the Revival Pill?

Xuanqing Daozhang curiously glanced at Wang Ping'an; he had also noticed Wang Ping'an's scorching gaze just now, otherwise he wouldn't have let Dai Zhishang twirl the Revival Pill in front of Wang Ping'an, and he laughed:

"But the Revival Pill isn't a good thing; I hope, little thing, that your interest in the Revival Pill is about how to forge it, not the pill itself!"

The Revival Pill, for the overwhelming majority of men, is a top‑tier treasure with no side effects—actually, there are some side effects, more or less, but for most men.

Erection, hard as iron!

Calling it a side effect is less accurate than calling it a perk!

Just.

He values Wang Ping'an greatly; his reputation a thousand years later rests on Wang Ping'an giving him a lift, so that he can, albeit barely, be recorded in the annals.

But he doesn't want Wang Ping'an to become lost in carnal pleasures!

The profession of forging Revival Pills—alchemy master—would greatly aid Wang Ping'an's future development.

Cultivators, to varying degrees, have other occupations; otherwise, relying solely on cultivation, unless backed by a family clan, lacks resources.

It does affect the progress of cultivation!

An alchemy master is one of the most suitable professions for cultivators; the pills they forge can be used personally, sold, or exchanged for cultivation resources.

Unfortunately, becoming an alchemy master is not easy; the success rate of pill forging is low and requires special talent.

When he cultivated at Ziyang Palace, although he took a few alchemy master classes, his talent was average, so he could only barely forge low‑grade pills.

Pill types such as the Revival Pill, even the most profound, are completely beyond his ability to forge.

First, the ingredients for advanced pills are rare, and the success rate is low; a failure could bankrupt a family, especially since he comes from an ordinary household with no cultivator clan behind him.

Second, there is no renowned master to guide him!

Although he also wishes Wang Ping'an to become an alchemy master, his own experience in alchemy can only help a little—at most usher him across the threshold, after which Wang Ping'an must rely on himself.

Wang Lin said, "Daozhang, haven't you already cleared this whole area? How can there still be monsters?"

"Monsters are like weeds by the road; they cannot be completely eradicated!"

Xuanqing Daozhang sighed lightly; Qingyang County is full of mountains, forests, and lakes, teeming with beasts, and not lacking some that, after a strange encounter, become minor climate demons.

To completely resolve the monster chaos, one would have to utterly slaughter the surrounding beasts.

But that is impossible!

First, the surrounding beasts are top‑tier treasures for many in Qingyang County, serving as a vital source of livelihood.

No one knows how many families survive by hunting beasts and selling their meat!

It can be said that a complete industry chain has formed, involving thousands to several thousand households, affecting countless people.

Setting aside whether he has the ability, to kill all the beasts in Qingyang County— even if he truly possessed such power, would he dare do it? It would ruin countless livelihoods; even a single spit from the locals could drown him.

Second, monsters are actually treasures from head to toe for cultivators.

Monster meat is a top‑grade tonic that aids cultivation; fangs can be forged into weapons; bones can be used to brew spirit wine; hides can be refined into armor; hair can be made into brushes; monster blood can be used to draw talismans...

Actually.

Not only cultivators, but even every county's Immortal Official wishes more monsters to be spawned within his "territory".

Third, the great monsters within Daxia cannot be allowed to be completely exterminated. Though monsters and humans are antagonistic, they have not yet reached an immortal, unending state.

Perhaps.

The hatred between many monsters and humans is still less than that among humans themselves.

Let alone the countless human‑monster relationships tangled in myriad interests.

Under these circumstances, the monsters that arise within Qingyang County, unless they have incurred heaven's wrath or people's resentment, or unless he needs monster corpses for some purpose, he would not deliberately hunt them.

Otherwise, Qingyang County Immortal Official Luo Liang would be the first to punish him!

Wang Lin worried, "Daozhang, you said, could these monsters be attracted to our family's Ping'an and endanger his life?"

Xuanqing Daozhang subconsciously shook his head, then nodded.

Wang Ping'an is still young now, which is fine, but as he grows, the scent he emits, for the overwhelming majority of monsters, is a top‑grade tonic.

It will inevitably attract a swarm of monsters!

Wang Lin asked in confusion, "Daozhang, you are both shaking and nodding—what does that mean?"

"Ping'an is fine now, but once he grows, he will certainly attract monsters, some of which intend to feast on his blood!"

This novel you have reached.

Xuanqing Daozhang looked at Wang Ping'an with a worried, complex expression and said.

In theory, when Wang Ping'an becomes sensible and learns abilities from him, even if monsters try to harm him, Ping'an, not only can he protect himself, but he could also slay demons and exorcise demons.

But fearing ten thousand is one thing; fearing the one in a million is another—no one can guarantee whether Ping'an's scent will attract great monsters.

The terror of great monsters—he's not just heard about them, he's seen them with his own eyes.

"What should we do about this?"

Wang Lin said worriedly.

"Old man, what are you afraid of? Once our Ping'an matures, he can learn from the Daozhang; with the Daozhang's excellent skills, even if our Ping'an learns just one percent, he can deal with the monsters threatening his life!"

Although he said that, Zhang Guihua's face was full of unmistakable worry, and she spoke again:

"But our Ping'an is still young and cannot yet learn from you, Daozhang; could you give our Ping'an a few life‑saving treasures?"

Xuanqing Daozhang glanced at the two items hanging around Wang Ping'an's neck: the Ping'an Talisman and the Golden Light Jade Pendant, both treasures that can protect him, not to mention Wang Ping'an also has a formidable Sword Qi within his body.

He doesn't think he can provide anything better!

Liu Dongzhu said disappointedly, "Daozhang, don't listen to my mother; she's just talking!"

Xuanqing Daozhang smiled, and of course he could tell Liu Dongzhu's insincere words and was not angry.

Wang Family Members are happy for Wang Ping'an; he is so delighted he hasn't even had time to react.

Not to say he's not an outsider; even if he were, encountering this situation would still satisfy him.

In his eyes, a family loving each other is the happiest and most fulfilling thing in life.

Xuanqing Daozhang's thoughts stirred; as he was about to produce a thunder-strike talisman to give to Wang Ping'an, he recalled the words Liu Dongzhu had spoken, which Wang Lin had recently related to him.

He discovered that, in this evil cultivator's scheme, his thunder-strike talisman had a major flaw.

(End of chapter)