Chapter 291: The Treasure Had Yet to Be Born, but the Big Shot Arrived First
Life was simply like this—one was bound to encounter hardships impossible to foresee.
For instance, one might be walking along and get struck by something, or refining pills and be hit by heavenly punishment—nine strikes in a row, each stronger than the last, leaving him grievously wounded...
But people had to learn to be strong eventually. Finding joy amid suffering was also an essential skill for a mature man.
Mm, heavenly punishment was not without its benefits.
In the sunset, Li Changshou, now dressed in a new long robe made by Ling'e, lay in the rocking chair before the pill room. He watched the 'Blood-Spitting Treasure Pouch' in his palm turn to ashes, felt the soothing medicinal power of two sixth-grade healing spirit pills slowly spread through his body, and revealed a serene smile.
He had gained a little more resistance to heavenly lightning. The next time he was struck, his injuries would be somewhat lighter...
Then Li Changshou resumed worrying.
If making every Golden Immortal Realm Paper Daoist meant enduring heavenly punishment once, who could withstand that?
There was no other solution to this problem. He could only try again after recovering from his injuries.
If every Golden Immortal Realm Paper Daoist required its maker to forcibly endure nine bolts of heavenly punishment upon completion, then he could only abandon this path.
To be safe, if heavenly punishment came again while he assembled the second Golden Immortal Realm Paper Daoist, he would directly scatter the second Paper Daoist and see whether he could persuade the heavenly punishment to retreat...
Treasures were precious, but his little life was worth more.
It was not as though Heavenly Immortal Realm Paper Daoists could not be used. At