A Casual Nine-Turn Sacred Medicine, Shocking Everyone Again

When did they arrive? And how long did they stay?

But none of these are the key points.

What truly plunged Liu Kun into despair was the uniform despair and pallor on everyone's faces.

Those usually dignified uncles were now ashen-faced; some clutched their sleeves tightly, while others unconsciously backed away.

Standing at the very front Liu Qing, the father, was drenched in cold sweat. His eyes were filled with shock, anger, fear, and even a hint of... despair, as if he wished Liu Qing would disappear immediately.

Not to mention, standing to the side was the Tongtian Family Head, Tongtian Xuanming, whose face was as cold as ice!

Liu Kun's roar abruptly stopped, his mouth agape, unable to close.

Even if he were stupid, he would realize at this moment that something was very wrong!

"Father?"

The moment Liu Kun called out "Dad" in a daze, Liu Qing rushed forward like a lit fuse.

Liu Qing's eyes were bloodshot. He grabbed Liu Kun's crown and slashed down with his Palm Wind like a guillotine!

"Click--"

The crisp sound of the shoulder blade cracking was clearly audible.

"You unfilial son! Today I will cleanse the Liu Clan of its iniquity!"

The second palm strike followed immediately, shattering Liu Kun's Dantian Qi Sea, causing his dark golden life Essence Blood to gush out from his seven orifices.

Before Liu Kun could react to what was happening, he was already speechless, only able to squeeze out hoarse, leaking air from his throat.

Liu Qing raised his foot and crushed it on his son's broken knee, the sound of bone fragments grinding together sending chills down one's spine.

He bowed deeply towards the direction of Tongtian Xuanming and roared, "You unfilial son is blind and has offended the majesty of Heaven! I, Liu, will grind him to dust and make him my assent to atone for my sins, Your Excellency!"

Liu Qing's move was excellent. Instead of rushing to find that great person from the Upper Realm, he apologized to Tongtian Xuanming.

Sure enough, following Tongtian Xuanming's gaze...

A figure in blue slowly walked towards Jiang Yan, who was covered in blood.

Liu Qing caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, and his heart sank.

He glanced at his blood-stained hands, then at his son lying limp on the ground, and his Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty.

With that palm strike, Kun'er is probably...

But when Liu Qing's eyes swept over the indifferent profile of the young man in Green Robe, all his hesitation turned into a bone-chilling cold.

Some things don't even need to be said; they're enough to make people understand what to do.

The Palm Wind strike was fierce and powerful, and a clear cracking sound came from Liu Kun's Dantian.

Amid his son's heart-wrenching cries, Liu Qing closed his eyes and forced back the sobs rising in his throat.

This single blow shattered the bond between father and son, but saved the lives of over a thousand members of the Liu Clan.

At the same time, Jiang Yan lowered his head in shame as he watched Qin Wangchuan approach.

"Eldest Brother..." His voice was hoarse, filled with deep self-reproach, "I've gotten myself into trouble..."

Qin Wangchuan stopped in front of him.

His gaze swept calmly over the wounds on Jiang Yan's body, then he placed the two handwritten books on Jiang Yan's chest and said indifferently:

"Your Mysterious Thunder True Body is simply unbearable to look at, cultivating this instead," Qin Wangchuan said calmly. "There's another fist technique in there, cultivate that too."

He turned and left, saying, "Pack your things, I'm going to train."

"During this period, we must become as strong as possible."

"Experience?" Jiang Yan took the cultivation manual in a daze, not immediately realizing that this was the beginning.

He only woke up with a start after Qin Wangchuan had already walked ten steps away.

Without thinking twice, I jogged after him.

As he chased after the figure in the Green Robe, he looked down at the two martial arts manuals in his hands.

When I saw the words on the cover, my breath caught in my throat.

One book had the title "Wanjie Thunder Furnace" on its cover, while the other was titled "Qianqiu Hegemony Fist."

He subconsciously opened the book "Wanjie Thunder Furnace," and after only glimpsing the first few lines, his mind was violently shaken.

The profound True Intention of thunder as described in it far exceeds his understanding.

Even more strangely, this technique seemed to share the same origin as his Mysterious Thunder True Body.

The other book, "The Qianqiu Hegemony Fist," is equally mysterious and completely incomprehensible!

Jiang Yan's hands trembled slightly as he held the cultivation manuals. He couldn't help but quicken his pace to stand beside Qin Wangchuan: "Eldest Brother, this <Wanjie Thunder Furnace>... could it be your creation? And why don't these two cultivation manuals have any grades?"

"I created it. The first book had no rank, the second one is Quasi-Emperor." Qin Wangchuan said without turning his head.

He paused, then added, "Three months from now, a Grand Competition will be held here, and this will be one of the prizes."

"A reward?" Jiang Yan was startled, feeling the object in his hand become hot. "Is it inappropriate for me to start learning now?"

"It doesn't matter," Qin Wangchuan said indifferently. "He's just Quasi-Emperor anyway."

Emperor-Grade Cultivation Technique cannot appear in Middle Thousand Provinces; otherwise, they would be more than just Quasi-Emperor level.

Jiang Yan said "Oh," but before he could process this information, Qin Wangchuan tossed him another Jade Bottle.

"The Soul Replenishing Pill I promised," Qin Wangchuan said calmly, "Along with some pills to aid your cultivation."

He didn't stop walking, but his voice suddenly turned deep. "Focus on your training. In the Martial Arts Competition three months from now, you must defeat everyone."

Jiang Yan pointed to himself, pondered for a moment, and then nodded emphatically. "I'll give it a try."

"It's not just a 'try'," Qin Wangchuan finally stopped, turned around, and stared at him. "It's something we absolutely must do."

He paused, then offered Jiang Yan a condition that sent a jolt through him. "If you win first place, I will help you find your mother."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Jiang Yan tightened his grip on the pills slightly. Those cultivation techniques and pills that could drive countless cultivators mad were indeed less important to him than news of his mother.

But after a moment of silence, he slowly shook his head:

"I will never forget my Eldest Brother's kindness. But I must personally overcome all the obstacles on this Path to Find Mother."

"Otherwise, you can protect us for a while, but can you protect us forever?"

Jiang Yan raised his head, his eyes showing a rare clarity and determination, then grinned, revealing his usual slightly silly smile:

"Of course, if it really doesn't work out... you'll have to cover for me, Eldest Brother."

He was aware of it, but unaware of it.

If Qin Wangchuan truly wanted to protect someone, he would do it for ten lifetimes, let alone one.

As Jiang Yan revealed his signature goofy smile, three impatient waves of Divine Sense suddenly emanated from the Little Pagoda within his body.

"Fool!" The first aged voice was filled with disappointment and frustration. "Why choose such a shortcut to Tongtian and insist on making things difficult for yourself!"

"Exactly! If it were me, I would have pounced on him and licked him already."

"Shut up, both of you!" A third, authoritative voice interrupted the argument between the first two, its tone filled with barely suppressed excitement. "Quick! Bring in the Soul Replenishing Pill! This pill is enough to repair our Remnant Soul. Then, will we still be afraid of not being able to find your mother's whereabouts?"

Jiang Yan, his head throbbing from the explosion inside the tower, stubbornly replied after moving the Pill Bottle inside:

"Seniors, I know you mean well. But my Eldest Brother has already helped me a lot, and I can't keep troubling him."

This time, no one inside the tower dared to speak up to stop them.

This was because everyone's attention was focused on the sealed Pill Bottle.

"Eight-Turn Soul Replenishing Pill..." Lei Shi murmured, "I sought it but could not obtain it in my lifetime, and I never expected to receive this Divine Pill ten thousand years after my death."

Before the words were even finished, several Divine Sense simultaneously reached for the bottle's opening.

They all froze immediately!

Lei Shi immediately cursed, "This isn't Eight-Turn Soul Replenishing Pill, it's... Nine-Turn Pill!!!"

Eight-Turn and Nine-Turn may seem to be only one step apart, but they are actually completely different things.

The former can be called Divine Pill, but the latter is Sacred Medicine.

It has already broken free from the category of Dan.

Elder Jian's voice changed. "Do you know the name of this pill?"

Even the most composed Pill Venerable lost his composure, his Divine Sense fluctuating violently. "I don't know... but judging from its aura, it is undoubtedly Soul Replenishing Pill."

"With this Sacred Medicine, we can not only fully restore our former appearance, but may even surpass our previous realm!"

The Little Pagoda trembled violently within Jiang Yan's body. At this moment, the several Remnant Soul no longer cared about the dignity of their predecessors and were all immersed in the ultimate shock brought by the Nine-Turn Divine Pill.

"This kind of Sacred Medicine would take us Remnant Soul decades to refine..." Lei Shi's voice trembled, "Boy... just who is your Eldest Brother?"