Nine Dragons Potion, Ascend to the Golden Ancient Tree!
"Huh? Didn't I give you sixty or seventy last time? Did you use them all?" Mu Ye asked, his brow twitching at the question.
"Master, I really want to become stronger." A Ruheng hesitated for a moment, then said somewhat embarrassedly, "I accidentally used it all up..."
Mu Ye placed his hand on A Ruheng's shoulder, narrowed his eyes slightly, and after carefully sensing the sensation, let out a soft sigh of relief.
Fortunately, his medicines were made from extracted rare and precious herbs and had virtually no side effects. As long as A Ruheng's body could tolerate them, they could stimulate his internal energy and blood to the greatest extent.
"Smack!"
After confirming that everything was correct, Mu Ye took out a storage ring and placed it in A Ruheng's hand, saying, "This contains potions to stimulate blood and qi. Take it."
Upon hearing this, A Ruheng's eyes lit up, and he quickly thanked him.
"Remember, cultivation must be done steadily and surely. Do not be too impetuous or pursue speed, lest you damage your foundation," Mu Ye solemnly advised.
"Don't worry, Master, I will definitely proceed steadily and surely!" A Ruheng put away his storage ring and patted his chest to assure him.
He can now get five injections in one go a day, so his condition is definitely stable.
Mu Ye raised an eyebrow, feeling that A Ruheng's understanding was somewhat different from his own.
But Mu Ye didn't think much of it at the moment, and said seriously, "Also, five of these are for your Uncle Zhen Hua. Remember to send them to him, and don't forget to tell him to eat on time, rest on time, eat less meat, and exercise more."
"Okay, okay," A Ruheng replied repeatedly.
He felt that his master cared a lot about Uncle Zhen Hua...
After a while, seeing A Ruheng still standing there, Mu Ye couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Is there something else?"
"Hehehe, Master, is our sect short of money?" A Ruheng scratched his head and chuckled.
"Nonsense, the place we're staying in is provided by Tower Master Leng, so do you think we're short of money?" Mu Ye glared at A Ruheng with annoyance.
"Master, I have a way to make money. We can sell this potion to those powerful forces. We're sure to make a fortune," A Ruheng said confidently, taking out a vial of the potion.
As someone who had personally used it, he was certain that this potion was also applicable to Soul Master with Beast Martial Soul, which would allow for a wider distribution.
"You, you're always daydreaming. Where would our Body Sect get so many spiritual herbs?" Mu Ye said, rubbing his forehead.
"Master, didn't Uncle-Master Hu Jie say last time that he was in charge of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well?" A Ruheng asked.
"Yes." Mu Ye nodded, looking puzzled. What did this have to do with them?
"Master, look! Uncle-Master Hu Jie is in charge of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, and Senior Brother Hu Jie is also a member of our Body Sect. In other words, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well belongs to our Body Sect!" A Ruheng said excitedly, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.
"With the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, we won't lack spiritual herbs. Perhaps we can even use it to recruit Soul Master with Body Martial Soul to strengthen our Body Sect."
Upon hearing this, Mu Ye was slightly taken aback. How did the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well suddenly become part of their Body Sect?
Mu Ye was so angry that he laughed, and gave his eldest disciple a deep look.
He originally thought that Guang Xiao Xiu had truly mastered his skills, but he never expected that A Ruheng, who usually looked like he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, would surpass his master even more.
"Master, this potion doesn't have a name yet, right? How about we call it the Nine Dragons Potion? It's strong and potent, what do you think? We can promote it again later..." A Ruheng continued excitedly.
Seeing his disciple seemingly oblivious to the world, Mu Ye waved his hand to interrupt him, "Stop daydreaming, go and rest. Unless the Tang Sect Headquarters is bombed and those two Hall Master are gone, this thing won't even be our Body Sect's turn."
"Alright." Interrupted by Mu Ye, A Ruheng's excitement gradually faded, and he replied regretfully.
Then, under Mu Ye's gaze, he walked outside, muttering to himself:
"It's impossible for the Tang Sect to be bombed, but it's also impossible for the Tang Sect not to be bombed..."
Mu Ye's lips twitched, and he sighed softly.
Although his disciple's strength has been steadily improving, his left and right hemispheres of the brain have started to fight each other.
The next day.
The rising Dongxi spread and bathed Shrek Academy, a complex of buildings with a history of 20,000 years.
Sea God Lake rippled with light, its clear waters reflecting the azure sky, and fish occasionally leaped out of the water, creating ripples.
"Bang!" A crisp sound rang out, and a small wooden boat came to rest beside the rocks around Sea God Island.
Dressed in white, Jiang Xiu leaped from the small boat, his tall figure gracefully landing on Sea God Island.
As soon as Jiang Xiu stepped onto Sea God Island, he could clearly feel that the concentration of Soul Power here was far higher than that outside, and there was also a Sisi aura of light and warmth.
All of this comes from the towering Golden Ancient Tree in the very center of Sea God Island.
The massive, Golden Ancient Tree stood there silently, seemingly connecting heaven and earth, radiating an incomparably divine brilliance.
On the Golden Ancient Tree, there is a magnificent building built against it, with a gleaming golden plaque that outlines the three powerful characters "Sea God Pavilion".
Just as Jiang Xiu was observing carefully, a gentle voice rang in his ear.
"Don't move, I'll take you into the Sea God Pavilion."
As soon as Jiang Xiu had a thought, he felt the space around him change, with Sisi of silver ripples spreading out, as if the world were spinning.
"This is..." When Jiang Xiu opened his eyes again, he found himself in a conference room. The room was filled with warm and rich light. Instead of walls, there were wooden walls with rings of golden patterns on them. At first glance, it looked quite mysterious.
"Jiang, please have a seat." A soft laugh came from behind, and Ya Li and Yun Ming were sitting at the conference table.
The one who just used spatial power was Yun Ming.
"Greetings, Your His/Her Excellency," Jiang Xiu said with a slight bow.
"Jiang, are you sure you want to use this opportunity to cultivate inside the Golden Ancient Tree right now?" Ya Li asked gently, her blue eyes flashing as she looked at the composed Jiang Xiu.
"Hmm." Jiang Xiu nodded slightly, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his purple eyes.
After entering the Sea God Pavilion, the mark left to him by the Old Plane Spirit continued to resonate in his heart.
"Alright, let's begin now. After you finish your cultivation, I'll give you those two 100,000-year-old Soul Bone along with them." Seeing Jiang Xiu's confirmation, Ya Li finished speaking softly and then looked at Yun Ming beside her, "Thank you for your trouble, Brother Ming."
Yun Ming gave Jiang Xiu a deep look, then without saying a word, he waved his hand, and Jiang Xiu's figure passed through the wall and entered a spacious room, which was filled with countless dragon heads.
After Jiang Xiu disappeared, only Yun Ming and Ya Li remained in the room.
As the door to that room closed, Yun Ming felt a sudden jolt in his heart, and even his brows furrowed slightly.
"Brother Ming, what's wrong?" Ya Li noticed Yun Ming's change and asked softly.
"It's nothing, it's just that for some reason, I feel a little empty inside, like... like I have the illusion that a mouse has gotten into the Haozi jar." Yun Ming carefully sensed it.
"Hehehe," Ya Li smiled gently, "Do you think it was caused by Jiang Xiu just now? Then Brother Ming, you're really mistaken."
"Among the conditions set, entering the Golden Ancient Tree for meditation and cultivation is quite simple."
At the time, Ya Li thought Jiang Xiu had brought it up because he didn't understand.
After all, the Golden Ancient Tree has always existed, and the number of times one can cultivate and meditate is virtually infinite.
"It must be my imagination..." Yun Ming murmured to himself, but he still felt uneasy, as if something was about to leave him.
Ya Li smiled slightly, thinking to herself, "Once Jiang Xiu finishes his meditation, I can delve deeper into his method of controlling the Faith Power..."
In the room filled with the power of light, Jiang Xiu slowly opened his eyes, feeling as if he had fallen into a clear spring, and his whole expression relaxed.
But at that moment, the Gray Tree Mark on the back of his right hand began to flash wildly.
Immediately afterwards, he heard an old voice.
"You... you've finally arrived..."