Chapter 350: The Bu Dao Pill is Complete

Two days later, He Pingsheng arrived at Hongshi City.

After leaving the Immortal Ship Plaza, he did not rush back to his alchemy shop but went directly to the Hongyue Trading Association.

"Xu Daoist?"

Seeing He Pingsheng, Ling Zhiwang looked astonished. "You've finally returned!"

"No no no… you should call me Xu Senior now!"

"Xu Senior, I heard you successfully crossed the Tribulation at the secret realm's entrance—you're now a Golden Core cultivator?"

He Pingsheng nodded. "That's right, but let's still address each other as Daoists. No need to call me Senior—it feels awkward."

Ling Zhiwang sighed in awe.

How many years has it been?

Fifteen years ago, when he first met He Pingsheng, He Pingsheng was only a Foundation Establishment Stage Two cultivator, while Ling Zhiwang himself was already at Stage Six.

Now, fifteen years later, Ling Zhiwang's cultivation had advanced from Foundation Establishment Stage Six to Stage Nine.

Yet this man before him had reached the Golden Core realm.

Sssss…

Senior!

Alchemists are truly rich beyond measure—without sufficient resources, how could this fellow advance so rapidly?

Ling Zhiwang felt a surge of emotion.

But He Pingsheng said: "Ling Daoist, I need two third-grade spirit fruits… can you help me get them?"

Ling Zhiwang replied: "Name it, Xu Daoist."

He Pingsheng said: "Purple loquats."

"Purple loquats?" Ling Zhiwang said. "I know them—they're an ingredient for the Bu Dao Pill!"

He Pingsheng smiled. "Purple loquats aren't just for the Bu Dao Pill. Help me buy two, and don't let anyone know I'm buying them."

"Here's your payment."

As he spoke, He Pingsheng handed Ling Zhiwang a supreme-grade 【Chao Yuan Pill】.

Though he was familiar with Ling Zhiwang, sometimes it was necessary to offer something in return.

Of course, Ling Zhiwang had received far more from him before.

He had previously given him a supreme-grade magic treasure, the 【Sheng Mu Shield】, and now he was giving him this supreme-grade Chao Yuan Pill.

"Rest assured!" Ling Zhiwang said solemnly. "Leave it to me—I'll get you the purple loquats within half a month…"

"Good!" He Pingsheng nodded. "I'll wait for you at my alchemy shop."

After leaving the Hongyue Trading Association, He Pingsheng returned to his alchemy shop.

Seeing He Pingsheng return, Cheng Daocai nearly wept. "Young Master… you've finally come back… wu wu wu… I thought I'd never see you again!"

Cheng Daocai and Xiaohe relied on each other for survival; in the cultivation world, they had no friends or other relatives—they had long regarded He Pingsheng as their pillar.

This time, He Pingsheng's journey to the secret realm had taken two full years.

The pills in the alchemy shop had long since sold out.

If He Pingsheng hadn't returned, Cheng Daocai didn't know how he could have carried on.

"Master…" Xiaohe ran over from behind.

Now, Xiaohe had grown into a young woman—taller, more beautiful.

He Pingsheng reached out and ruffled her hair. "Not bad, girl—you've reached Qi Refining Stage Ten!"

"Have you hit a bottleneck?"

Xiaohe shook her head. "Not yet… I'll break through to Stage Eleven soon!"

"At Stage Eleven, you'll likely hit a bottleneck."

He Pingsheng handed Xiaohe a 【Chi Jing Ginseng】 and a supreme-grade 【Foundation Establishment Pill】. "When you hit your bottleneck, swallow these pills—they'll help you break through."

Xiaohe was overjoyed.

He Pingsheng tidied up slightly and gave her a few more items.

A copy of the 【Xuan Men Jing Xin Zhen Jue】, though only the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment sections.

And a body refinement technique: the 【Yu Huo Jin Shen Jue】.

"You must learn this spirit-cultivation method!" He Pingsheng said. "The Yu Huo Jin Shen Jue is for body refinement—you may learn it or not, it doesn't matter, depending on your schedule."

"I suggest you learn it if you have enough time."

"Mm mm mm…" Xiaohe took the two books, her face filled with gratitude.

As for Cheng Daocai, He Pingsheng gave him some Spirit Gathering Pills to aid his cultivation.

Next, He Pingsheng returned to his small room and entered a short-term seclusion.

This seclusion served two purposes: refining the 【Gu Xuan Ding】 and strengthening certain items.

The materials for the Bu Dao Pill needed to be strengthened first.

Two portions became four.

The remaining time was spent strengthening some 【Century Immortal Wine】.

In a flash, twenty days passed.

With his now-powerful spiritual sense, He Pingsheng had refined ten of the twelve seals on the Gu Xuan Ding.

Regardless of anything else, it was more than sufficient for alchemy.

At this moment, Ling Zhiwang delivered as promised, bringing two 【Purple Loquats】 to He Pingsheng.

The materials for the Bu Dao Pill were now complete.

He Pingsheng placed the final two purple loquats into the Treasure Basin; after one night, they were strengthened into four.

Then he began alchemy!

A wisp of pill flame ignited before him.

This flame was not the one he had previously refined—it was his own dantian-generated pill flame.

This flame was easier to control.

Poom…

The palm-sized Gu Xuan Ding expanded to a foot wide, landing atop the flame and spinning rapidly.

He Pingsheng first poured in some strengthened 【Century Immortal Wine】, then methodically added the ingredients.

First, the main materials!

Tian Yuan Fruit, Purple Loquats, Tian Su Leaves, Xuan Huang Hei Bai Lotus Roots.

For the Xuan Huang Hei Bai Lotus Roots, only two thin slices were needed—not the entire root.

After half an hour of simmering the main materials, He Pingsheng added the seventeen auxiliary ingredients one by one. His vast spiritual sense flooded the entire vessel, penetrating deep within to control the purification of the herbs.

Two hours later, the treasure cauldron emitted a clear chime.

Poom—the lid flew open.

Twelve golden streaks shot into the air, darting wildly around his small room.

A faint, elegant fragrance filled the air.

"Fall…"

He Pingsheng waved his hand; his spiritual sense drew all twelve pills into his palm.

He examined the pills.

Three pill patterns shimmered upon their surface.

Superior grade.

And all twelve pills from one batch were superior grade.

Excellent!

He Pingsheng was overjoyed.

His alchemy skill had improved dramatically.

Why had he produced only superior-grade pills?

He pondered.

Probably, it was due to switching cauldrons, using spirit liquid, and his enhanced spiritual sense.

But it didn't matter.

For him, whether a pill was middle or superior grade meant nothing.

He was merely pleased to know his alchemy skill had improved.

He placed the twelve pills into the Treasure Basin; after one night, they became twenty-four supreme-grade pills.

He Pingsheng took one out.

The originally golden pill now bore faint purple patterns on its surface after becoming supreme-grade.