Thunder-Dissolving Pill Formula

"However, while inner sect disciples enjoy better treatment than outer sect disciples, you must understand that entering the inner sect does not mean you can rest easy."

Chen An said earnestly, "Although the sect provides monthly stipends and subsidies to inner sect disciples, compared to the expenses required for immortal cultivation, it is merely a drop in the bucket."

"If you wish to obtain better cultivation resources, you must compete."

The River-Facing Sect never keeps idlers.

If you require a large supply of sect resources, you must demonstrate your potential.

You must prove to the sect that you are worthy of the vast cultivation resources they pour into you.

Therefore, the inner sect is not a place where one can lie back and enjoy life; it is a far more brutal arena than the outer regions.

"Many areas within the inner sect have rankings; the higher your rank, the better the resources you can enjoy."

"And if you wish to rise in the rankings, you must rely on your strength!"

"Furthermore, there is the Newcomer Tournament held by the inner sect every year."

As Chen An spoke, he glanced at Shen Mo and said, "Do not think that with this Purple Sun Vermilion Fruit, condensing two dantian is a foregone conclusion, or that your future path of cultivation will be smooth sailing."

"You must know that while the medicinal power is effective, success or failure still depends on your own foundation. If your foundation is insufficient, even with the help of the Purple Sun Vermilion Fruit, you may not necessarily be able to condense dual dantian."

"Moreover, even if you do successfully condense two dantian, it is nothing to be proud of. In the River-Facing Sect's inner sect, such geniuses, while rare, are not non-existent."

"Your path is still long. If you want to stand out in the inner sect, you must study and practice diligently."

"In short, cultivate hard. The path to immortality is long and arduous."

"Understood." Shen Mo listened quietly to Uncle Chen's words, lost in thought.

"Alright, the night is deep, and I should be going."

"Tonight, the moon is full, perfect for drinking. I need to find Old Liang for a couple of cups."

As he spoke, he rose and left the room.

Shen Mo also stood up to see him off.

"Pfft!"

Just as the two reached the outside of the house, Chen An suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Then, his whole body shuddered, his complexion turned purple, and he spat out a mouthful of foul blood.

What is this?

Seeing this, Shen Mo was somewhat startled: "Uncle Chen, what is wrong?"

"Cough, cough. I ate a bit too much of that demon python meat."

Chen An coughed for a long time before he finally felt relieved, saying intermittently, "The bruised blood from the lightning strike in my body had not yet cleared; spitting this out actually makes me feel much more comfortable."

"Uncle Chen, has your injury not yet healed?"

Shen Mo had heard Chen An mention that he was injured at Fallen Mountain and had been in seclusion for over two months upon his return.

"How could it be that easy?"

Chen An shook his head with a bitter smile: "To have survived a strike from heavenly lightning is already no small feat."

"If I want to fully recover, it will take at least three to five years, and it is uncertain whether some lingering effects will remain."

It is that serious?

Shen Mo raised his brows slightly and asked, "Is there any effective medicine that can treat it?"

Uncle Chen was the person closest to him in this world, and seeing him so severely injured, Shen Mo was deeply worried.

"The power of the thunder has invaded my body. At this moment, my remaining meridians are filled with destructive arcs of lightning. Spirit pills below the second grade can only heal external wounds; they cannot resolve the lightning arcs within my body."

"Is there no medicine that can cure it?"

"There is, but that spirit medicine is extremely rare. I have never even seen it for sale within the sect."

"What kind of spirit medicine?" Shen Mo said seriously, "Uncle Chen, I have already learned alchemy. Tell me the spirit medicine you need, and I can search for it and refine it for you."

"A Thunder-Dissolving Pill. If you have the heart, you can keep an eye out for it for me."

Seeing his persistence, Chen An told Shen Mo the spirit medicine required.

However, he did not hold much hope for him; after all, this spirit medicine could not be found anywhere in the entire River-Facing Sect.

Three days later, in the outer courtyard.

Shen Mo set up a rack at the entrance of the courtyard.

He threaded strips of demon python muscle onto wooden skewers, lit a bonfire, and began to roast them.

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

As the flames danced, oil began to seep from the meat on the skewers, and a charred, savory aroma filled the air.

"Swish!"

Seeing that the heat was just right, he took the prepared seasoning sauce from the stone table and brushed it over the meat skewers.

Before long, the fragrant, succulent skewers were finished.

"Mmm, this texture—it was worth all my hard work over the past few days."

As he tore a piece of roasted meat off the skewer, the rich aroma of the dipping sauce instantly bloomed across his palate.

The very next moment, the flavor of the python meat surged onto his tongue.

He sighed in extreme satisfaction, "I truly never imagined that I would actually manage to figure out a barbecue seasoning recipe in this world of cultivation."

Ever since he had eaten this python meat last time, he had been wanting to make a barbecue.

Over the past few days, he had been wandering around the market, searching for nearly a hundred different types of spices and spirit herbs.

In the end, he had finally concocted a spicy sauce that tasted remarkably similar to the barbecue he remembered from his past life on Earth.

"It really isn't easy just to get a decent bite to eat."

After eating his fill, he lay back comfortably in his rattan chair and lamented, "I've satisfied that craving, but that Thunder-Dissolving Pill Uncle Chen needs is truly a difficult problem."

For the past three days, besides searching for the taste of his past life's barbecue, he had also been keeping an eye out for the Thunder-Dissolving Pill needed to treat Uncle Chen's injuries.

It was indeed as Uncle Chen had said; this pill was extremely obscure.

Even the Thousand Pill Pavilion, which boasted an endless collection of spirit pills, did not have any finished products for sale.

However, he had seen the formula for the Thunder-Dissolving Pill at the Thousand Pill Pavilion, priced at twenty low-grade Spirit Stones.

Shen Mo had bought the formula and studied it carefully, discovering that the Thunder-Dissolving Pill was a second-grade pill.

Its primary function was to resist lightning and temper the physical body.

Usually, it was used by cultivators who practiced special lightning-based immortal arts to draw lightning into their bodies and refine the heavenly thunder.

By comparison, using it to heal injuries caused by lightning poison was not a common application.

The medicinal ingredients required to refine this pill were quite hard to find, but after wandering around the market for the past few days, he had basically found almost all of them.

The only exception was the most important main ingredient in the Thunder-Dissolving Pill, the Azure Water Pearl, of which Shen Mo had found no trace whatsoever.

"If I have time to travel in the future, I'll find a way to look for it then."

He thought to himself as he tossed the last skewer onto the plate.

Just as he was planning to lie down for a while longer, he suddenly heard a light knock at the front door.

"Who is it?"

He opened his eyes and looked toward the sound.

Standing before the door was a beautiful figure.

Chen Mengze.

"There's a job I'm planning to ask you to do with me; are you interested?" she asked straightforwardly, her tone indifferent.

"What kind of job?"

"Guarding the Mystic Crystal Mine. The work is easy; you just need to be stationed there, as simple as when you guarded the mountain gate before.

The main task is to prevent Gold-Devouring Rats from stealing the spirit ore. Every day, we take turns patrolling once at night, and you only need to clear out some manifested Stone Spirits within the mine tunnels to prevent them from harming the miners."

"It's for a period of two months, and the reward is fifty Spirit Stones."

"Are you coming or not?"