[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-treasure-immortal-basin":3,"chapter-the-treasure-immortal-basin-the-treasure-immortal-basin-chapter-6":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Treasure Immortal Basin",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2355189,4608,"Chapter 6: Is This a Treasure Basin?","the-treasure-immortal-basin-chapter-6",6,"\u003Cp>He Pingsheng returned to his small hut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wounds that had not felt painful moments ago now began to throb fiercely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Han Laosan came over to tell him that, due to his injury, Zhang Laoda had not assigned him any other work these two days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could rest for two days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, He Pingsheng’s life would have been even harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Han Laosan left, several others came one after another, asking all sorts of questions—all with one goal: to find out where He Pingsheng’s pills had gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Pingsheng gave vague answers, making everyone believe all the pills had been seized by Zhang Laoda, thus quelling their covetousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This tactic was undoubtedly very effective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the rest of the day, no one came to his door to ask again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire world grew quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Pingsheng locked his door from the inside and wedged the bolt firmly shut before returning to the bed and pulling out the blood-red [Jin Gu Dan] from his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The question was: should he eat it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he ate it, his injuries would be completely healed within three days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From what the Great Aunt had implied, not only would this heal external wounds, but even serious injuries could be rapidly restored—his vital energy and blood would return to full strength within days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a precious thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A treasure used only by immortals—calling it an immortal pill wasn’t too much, was it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After much deliberation, He Pingsheng still put the immortal pill away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t bring himself to eat it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This minor injury could be endured—he must save this precious immortal pill for the future, in case he suffered a grave wound and needed that extra safeguard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a critical moment, it might even save his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Pingsheng scanned the room and realized that, besides this pitch-black clay basin, there was truly no container suitable for storing the immortal pill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white porcelain bottle had been taken by Zhang Laoda.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I’ll just put it in the basin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Pingsheng tossed the blood-red pill into the clay basin, covered it with a wooden board, then shoved the entire basin and board deep under the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing, he secretly grabbed a handful of spirit rice from his pillow and stuffed it into his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirit rice increased strength—he hoped it might also help his injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Pingsheng had guessed right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After half a day, when he lay on his bed after dinner, he felt his injuries had improved considerably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least, lying on the hard wooden plank no longer hurt as much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rise early tomorrow and eat breakfast!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While eating, Zhang Laoda came over to He Pingsheng, grinning: “Little brother, I’ve got you an easier job!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Starting this morning, you’ll go to our Xiuzhu Peak’s alchemy chamber and clean it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The work isn’t heavy—if the masters aren’t refining pills, you don’t even need to clean!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How’s that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Pingsheng felt nothing—after all, cleaning the alchemy chamber had to be easier than hauling water, didn’t it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine!” He Pingsheng nodded, his face filled with gratitude: “Thank you, Brother Zhang!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t thank me!” Zhang Laoda took a deep breath. “Let me be clear: this alchemy chamber is a communal one on Xiuzhu Peak. There’s a dedicated alchemy attendant there—an outer disciple. You’re different—you’re a laborer. Once you’re there, you’ll only do chores: emptying ash, chopping wood, cleaning!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But some masters have bad tempers. When their pill refining fails, their moods turn worse—and they’ll inevitably take it out on us servants!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’re clueless and provoke a beating, don’t blame me for not warning you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uh…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Pingsheng finally sensed danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking around, he saw many others wearing expressions of “you’re dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Laoda added: “Every advantage has its downside. If the masters successfully refine satisfying pills and are in good spirits, they might reward you with something. Even the tiniest scraps that fall from the immortals’ fingers will last you a lifetime!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He Pingsheng, keep your eyes open. Move today!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s a dedicated room at the alchemy chamber—you’ll live there from now on!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you still have to come back here for your three meals a day!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hauling water was exhausting; cleaning the alchemy chamber was deadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Pingsheng couldn’t say whether he felt sad or happy, but he sensed that being closer to the immortals might widen his path toward cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More opportunities were surely a good thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he stayed sharp, it should be fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in his room, he began packing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Pingsheng locked the door and wedged the bolt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There wasn’t much to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just some clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest were the golden spirit rice he’d secretly hoarded and one pill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For He Pingsheng, the immortal pill came first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bent down, crawled under the bed, and struggled to pull out the clay basin he’d hidden the day before. When he lifted the wooden board, he froze in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes. Inside the pitch-black basin lay two pills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t I put in only one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did it become two?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Pingsheng’s heart began pounding wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the strange events of recent days flashed through his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The water in the basin had increased, turned green!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white spirit rice had turned golden—and doubled in quantity!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, one pill in the basin had become two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this basin… a treasure?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Pingsheng felt unreal, as if he weren’t himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pinched his thigh hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pain brought him back to clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting on the floor, staring at the basin for nearly half a stick of incense, the fourteen-year-old boy finally scratched his head and reached out to pick up one of the pills, examining it closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One… two… three… four…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he looked, he murmured under his breath, counting the patterns on the pill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday, Zhang Laoda told him pills had grades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the same pill could be low-grade, mid-grade, or high-grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The key distinction was the number of patterns on its surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One pill pattern: low-grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two pill patterns: mid-grade!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three pill patterns: the legendary high-grade pill, said to appear only in myths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Pingsheng clearly remembered yesterday’s pill had only one pattern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, this pill had four patterns—what the hell was this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could there… be a grade higher than high-grade?” He Pingsheng’s heart leapt to his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Treasure Basin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Pingsheng stared at the black basin before him, his heart pounding: “Is this thing… a Treasure Basin?”\u003C\u002Fp>",1074,"2026-06-21T04:08:57.694Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0b897f1ff8dad61abe1716bbcc034ba29b116cb50bbbe3f7e6d6da1c4cd8c40f","the-treasure-immortal-basin-chapter-7","the-treasure-immortal-basin-chapter-5",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-treasure-immortal-basin-cover.jpg"]