Wang Ruolong (Third Update, Please Bookmark and Recommend)

Wang Ruolong (Third Update, Please Bookmark and Recommend)

This time, Hu Donghan wanted to see whether he could get a pill formula, a pill furnace, and a subsidiary flame of earthfire from this man's hands—though Hu Donghan could easily obtain those things directly through his status as a law enforcement disciple, he still felt that doing so would mean relying on Hu Meier again.

For Hu Donghan, who bore a psychological shadow, doing that might only deepen it.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator's eyes lit up as he stared at that stalk of Six-Section Grass for a full quarter of an hour. Then he suddenly rose, grabbed Hu Donghan's arm, and said warmly, "Senior Brother, you are... your surname is Hu, right? I am Wang Ruolong, a disciple of Earthfire Hall. I offended you earlier; please forgive me, Senior Brother Hu!" After speaking, Wang Ruolong added excitedly, "Senior Brother Hu, you must forgive me! You absolutely must save this stalk of Six-Section Grass for me!"

"..."

Wang Ruolong's reaction left Hu Donghan speechless. The change in Wang Ruolong before and after was simply too great. Earlier, he had not even introduced himself and had kept calling him Junior Brother, yet in the blink of an eye he was calling him "Senior Brother." It felt exceedingly strange. And what had that last sentence meant? What did he mean by saying Hu Donghan had to save it for him? Could it be that the ultimate purpose behind all those words was merely that stalk of Six-Section Grass?

"...Senior Brother Wang, there's no need for this..." Hu Donghan pried Wang Ruolong's hand away—this fellow was incredibly strong, and his grip hurt.

"What do you mean, no need? Senior Brother Hu, you are my senior brother. As long as you give me this stalk of Six-Section Grass, you are my senior brother!" Wang Ruolong still could not utter a sentence without mentioning the Six-Section Grass.

Hu Donghan said, "Since Senior Brother Wang wants this stalk of Six-Section Grass, just take it. It is only one stalk of Six-Section Grass, not some great matter. I do not have only one stalk here."

"What? You have more than one?"

Wang Ruolong howled, immediately releasing Hu Donghan and looking around wildly. Then he truly pounced before another stalk of Six-Section Grass and cried, "Sure enough! Sure enough! There's another one here! Another one! Ah! Yet another one! Heavens! How could my luck be so good? To see two such perfect stalks of Six-Section Grass in a row!"

At this point, Hu Donghan's head was practically covered in black lines.

After howling for a while longer, Wang Ruolong finally remembered that he seemed to be standing in a medicinal field under Hu Donghan's care.

Wang Ruolong stood before Hu Donghan again, his expression incomparably fawning. "Senior Brother, you agreed just now that you would save these two stalks of Six-Section Grass for me, didn't you? Mm... I absolutely will not take them from you for nothing. How about this? For each stalk of Six-Section Grass, I'll pay five thousand... no, ten thousand Spirit Stones! I'll give you the Spirit Stones right now!"

The moment Wang Ruolong finished speaking, without waiting for Hu Donghan to react, he stuffed two Spirit Stones directly into Hu Donghan's hand.

These two Spirit Stones were not the sort Hu Donghan normally used.

Spirit Stones also had grades. The ones most cultivators normally used were Low-grade Spirit Stones. Above Low-grade Spirit Stones were Mid-grade Spirit Stones and High-grade Spirit Stones. The exchange rate between each grade was one to a hundred. The two Spirit Stones Wang Ruolong had stuffed into Hu Donghan's hand were High-grade Spirit Stones. Converted, they amounted to twenty thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones.

Hu Donghan looked somewhat speechlessly at the two Spirit Stones in his hand and said, "They are just two stalks of Six-Section Grass. Is this really necessary?"

At once, Wang Ruolong acted as though someone had stepped on his tail and roared, "What? What do you mean, just two stalks of Six-Section Grass? Do you know the significance of these two stalks of Six-Section Grass? The Six-Section Grass in your medicinal field is unlike ordinary Six-Section Grass, which fails to absorb enough nutrients and merely grows section by section with the passage of time. Aside from the first section, the other two sections these two stalks have grown, along with those patterns, were clearly forced out under conditions of abundant spiritual power and nutrients!"

"Do you know what kind of pill these stalks of Six-Section Grass are medicinal ingredients for? They are one of the most important supplementary medicinal ingredients for refining the Sixth-Turn Golden Pill! As long as there is Six-Section Grass, even if some problem arises during the refinement of a Sixth-Turn Golden Pill, it can be dissolved once with Six-Section Grass! Do you know how much this raises the chance of successfully forming a pill? If I can obtain these two stalks of Six-Section Grass, I will definitely be able to refine a Sixth-Turn Golden Pill with my Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivation! I definitely can!"

"Sixth-Turn Golden Pill?" Even Hu Donghan, who thought his mental resilience was fairly good, could not help feeling his heart tremble upon hearing that name.

The Sixth-Turn Golden Pill was one of the key aids for Foundation Establishment Peak cultivators to break through into the Golden Core Realm.

To break through from Foundation Establishment Peak into the Golden Core Realm, one had to temper the spiritual power within one's body over and over, finally condensing a Golden Core after nine consecutive rounds. Once any tempering along the way was imperfect, hidden dangers would arise and prevent the formation of the core. Most cultivators would see all their previous efforts go down the drain, while a few unlucky ones might even suffer a drop in cultivation, or damage their Dao foundation.

Of course, in theory, any cultivator who had reached Foundation Establishment Peak could rely on their own strength to temper their spiritual power and break through into the Golden Core Realm.

However, that was only true in theory! For an ordinary cultivator to temper the spiritual power in their body nine times without making a single mistake was simply the stuff of legends! Thus, in order to aid their breakthroughs, cultivators developed the Threefold Golden Core Pill, the Sixth-Turn Golden Pill, and the tempting Ninefold Golden Core Pill.

The word "turn" referred to tempering. The Threefold Golden Core Pill could save three rounds of spiritual power tempering; the Sixth-Turn Golden Pill could save six rounds; as for the Ninefold Golden Core Pill, it could directly allow a Foundation Establishment Peak cultivator to skip the process of tempering the spiritual power in their body and condense a Golden Core!

Naturally, pills like these were extremely troublesome to refine. For example, the medicinal ingredients required for a Threefold Golden Core Pill were relatively precious, and its success rate was roughly one in ten. The Sixth-Turn Golden Pill had only a one-percent success rate. As for the Ninefold Golden Core Pill, its success rate was less than one in ten thousand! It was said that the entire Yin Soul Sect possessed only one Ninefold Golden Core Pill, passed down from a thousand years ago.

The entire Yin Soul Sect had two thousand Golden Core Realm patriarchs, while there were more than fifty thousand cultivators at Foundation Establishment Peak. This showed just how important it was. If Wang Ruolong truly could refine the Sixth-Turn Golden Pill as he claimed, his status within the sect would surely rise by an unknown number of levels at once.

"That's right! The Sixth-Turn Golden Pill!" Wang Ruolong seemed quite pleased by Hu Donghan's surprise. "Did that scare you silly? Hahahaha! I, Wang Ruolong, am the genius of all Earthfire Hall!"

Hu Donghan merely paused slightly before saying, "Not really. But if the Six-Section Grass is truly as important as you say, isn't ten thousand Spirit Stones per stalk a little too cheap?"

The smile on Wang Ruolong's face froze, and he stood there dumbfounded.

(End of Chapter)