The immense medicinal power contained within the top-grade spirit pills allowed him to guide the circulation of spiritual energy more persistently when cultivating the Evergreen Technique, flushing and widening his blocked meridians.
The top-grade Body Tempering Pills slowly and continuously strengthened his aging bones, muscles, and blood. While they couldn't reverse aging, they made his body feel more resilient and restored some of his strength.
The top-grade Spirit Condensing Pills helped him enter a state of calm focus more quickly, improving his cultivation efficiency.
Three months later.
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In the small stone house behind the Hall of Discarded Treasures, Li Qingshan sat cross-legged.
A faint green halo enveloped his body, much more substantial than when he was at the first level of Qi Condensation.
The sparse spiritual energy in the air was drawn to him, thread by thread, absorbed into his body, circulated along the path of the Evergreen Technique, and finally converged in his dantian.
Within the sea of qi in his dantian, the ball of green wood-attribute spiritual power had grown from an initial wisp of sensation into a small, stable vortex, slowly rotating and exuding vibrant life.
Qi Condensation third level!
Li Qingshan slowly concluded his practice and opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them before disappearing.
He stood up, feeling an unprecedented lightness and strength in his body. Although his skin was still wrinkled and his white hair like frost, the internal decay had been largely dispelled.
He walked outside and casually threw a few punches, which actually produced a faint sound of breaking wind.
"These top-grade spirit pills are truly miraculous. Three months to reach the third level of Qi Condensation? I heard that even with a heavenly spiritual root, cultivating to the third level of Qi Condensation takes at least a year!
With the aid of top-grade spirit pills, cultivation is indeed fast! It's just that the top-grade spirit pills are all used up, and the discarded pills are becoming fewer and fewer!"
Li Qingshan muttered to himself, his gratitude towards the Yellow-Skin Gourd immeasurable.
In just three months, Li Qingshan had undergone a complete transformation.
Qi Condensation third level?
This was already the realm of many outer disciples.
"My cultivation cannot improve any further! In two months, disciples will come to burn discarded treasures. If my cultivation is exposed, the consequences are unthinkable!"
A sharp glint flashed in Li Qingshan's eyes.
He knew better than anyone how astonishing it was for a centenarian to break through to the third level of Qi Condensation in just a few months.
Even a heavenly spiritual root couldn't explain it.
If his cultivation were exposed, the old monsters of the Spring Autumn Sect would likely target him, performing soul-searching and severe interrogation to uncover his secret.
A treasure like the Yellow-Skin Gourd must absolutely not be exposed.
"Next, I should try out the other functions of the Yellow-Skin Gourd!"
Li Qingshan thought to himself.
One day, while clearing out a pile of discarded waste mixed with withered spirit herbs and ores, he found a Clear Heart Grass whose roots still held a faint trace of moisture, but its leaves were completely withered and curled.
This grass was low in age and had weak medicinal properties; it was completely discarded.
A thought struck him, and with a mindset of trying, he placed it into the Yellow-Skin Gourd.
The next day, when he took it out, the Clear Heart Grass was surprisingly emerald green and vibrant, its leaves unfurled and full of life. Its medicinal properties had increased more than tenfold!
What was originally a Clear Heart Grass of only one year's age had become a twenty-year-old Clear Heart Grass.
"It can even revive withered spirit herbs and improve their quality?"
Li Qingshan's heart trembled again.
This discovery led him to start paying attention to the discarded, partially intact low-grade spirit herbs in the Hall of Discarded Treasures.
One day, while sorting through a pile of broken and rusted fragments of low-grade magical artifacts, he found a short sword with only half a blade.
The hilt was still intact, and although the broken end was rusty, he could vaguely see that the internal artifact patterns had not completely collapsed.
This was clearly a scrapped low-grade magical artifact.
He hesitated for a moment, wanting to place this half-broken sword into the gourd.
But soon, he became somewhat troubled.
The mouth of the gourd was too small; a low-grade flying sword simply couldn't fit.
"If only you could be a little bigger."
Li Qingshan mused, stroking the Yellow-Skin Gourd.
As soon as the thought arose, he suddenly felt the gourd in his hand grow slightly warm. Immediately, to his astonished gaze, the gourd slowly grew by a circumference!
From its original fist size, it expanded to the size of two fists.
"Bigger!"
Li Qingshan was ecstatic.
The Yellow-Skin Gourd grew by another circumference.
"Bigger, bigger..."
As Li Qingshan silently chanted, the Yellow-Skin Gourd eventually grew to about ten feet tall, almost touching the ceiling of the Hall of Discarded Treasures.
Li Qingshan finally felt a wave of profound exhaustion wash over him.
"Does the Yellow-Skin Gourd's ability to change size have something to do with my mental energy?"
Li Qingshan speculated inwardly.
"Smaller, even smaller..."
As Li Qingshan chanted silently, the Yellow-Skin Gourd eventually shrank to the size of a speck of dust; had he not been probing it carefully, he would never have been able to track its presence.
"This is perfect! Now that the Yellow-Skin Gourd can shrink, it'll be easy to hide! From now on, I shall call you the Wish-Fulfilling Gourd!"
Li Qingshan thought to himself.
The Yellow-Skin Gourd could change size at will and, according to his intent, turn waste into treasure.
Was this not exactly a Wish-Fulfilling Gourd?
After playing with it for a while, he enlarged the Wish-Fulfilling Gourd and placed the broken sword inside.
When he took it out the next day, Li Qingshan was stunned.
The short sword in his hand was now whole, its blade gleaming with a cold light, and the once-blurred, fractured inscriptions on the spine had become clear and fluid, even faintly shimmering with spiritual radiance!
The sharp aura emanating from the entire sword was far beyond what it had been before. How could this still be a low-grade magical tool? It had clearly reached the level of a top-grade magical tool!
"It repairs... and upgrades the grade?!"
Grasping the brand-new short sword and feeling the spiritual power contained within, Li Qingshan's breathing quickened.
The ability of this Yellow-Skin Gourd far exceeded his initial imagination!
To verify this, he tried placing a completely shattered, spiritless piece of ore into the gourd; when he took it out the next day, there was no change at all.
He then placed in a dagger so rusted it was nothing but a lump of iron, its inscriptions completely eroded, and it likewise showed no reaction.
"It seems that only items that are 'damaged but not dead,' still possessing a sliver of spirituality or a structural foundation, can be transformed and upgraded by the gourd..."
Li Qingshan summarized the pattern, his gaze sweeping across the mountain of items in the Hall of Discarded Treasures.
To him, this place was no longer a junkyard, but a treasure trove of infinite potential waiting to be unearthed!
A strong urge surged within him to immediately try more things.
But his century of experience forced him to calm down. An innocent man is guilty only because of his treasure.
The secret of this gourd was his only reliance for surviving—and perhaps even advancing—in this cruel world of cultivation; it must never be exposed in the slightest.
He took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement.
For the next two months, Li Qingshan did not continue his cultivation, but instead spent his time testing the marvelous uses of the Wish-Fulfilling Gourd while waiting for the disciple tasked with clearing out the Hall of Discarded Treasures to arrive.
Two months later.
The disciple responsible for clearing the Hall of Discarded Treasures arrived, stepping onto a flying sword.
When Li Qingshan saw that figure, his eyes immediately lit up.
That graceful silhouette, clad in a long cyan dress with sleeves fluttering in the wind, possessed a beautiful face and an incredibly cold gaze, carrying an ethereal and otherworldly temperament.
It was none other than Ye Lingshuang!