First-Turn Outer Elixir

At the foot of the mountain, Wang Quan released his paper people to retrieve the corpses.

Although these corpses had all belonged to New Method cultivators, they were still cultivators.

Every set of organs, every inch of flesh, and every tendon and bone within them could be used as materials by cultivators.

Soon, Qian Xiuyue came over with two cultivators. "Wang Quan, do you need these corpses? If not, I'll buy them at market price."

An idea stirred in Wang Quan's mind. "Yes, I want all the lungs!"

Qian Xiuyue clapped her hands. "No problem!"

"These are your spoils. You pick first, and I'll take what's left!"

In the end, Wang Quan requested all the lungs and gave everything else to Qian Xiuyue.

Qian Xiuyue did not ask what he wanted the lungs for. She simply did some calculations and ultimately paid him a hundred and fifty thousand Green Fly Coins.

A hundred and fifty thousand Green Fly Coins seemed like quite a sum.

But these had cost the lives of over a dozen cultivators!

"I'll have someone process the lungs and send them over in a little while!"

"All right!"

After exchanging pleasantries, Qian Xiuyue once again invited Wang Quan to join. "Our [Star Alliance] is actually very relaxed!"

"Even if you don't practice a starlight-type Fundamental Method, you're welcome to join!"

"Besides, your [Bright Moon Shines on Me Method] is also one of the starlight-type Fundamental Methods."

"When we cultivate together, we can currently refine a third of a strand of magical power per night."

"Once the manor is finished, we can refine half a strand, or even a whole strand."

"Joining forces and progressing together is the surest path!"

Wang Quan smiled. "I still have plenty of plans to carry out, and I don't want anyone restricting me."

"So... I don't want to join an organization for now."

At most one strand of magical power per night?

That was a lot to Qian Xiuyue and the others, but to him, it was nothing.

By now, using his best methods, he could refine four strands of magical power in a single night.

The [Star Alliance] would offer him no help and might even slow his progress.

Qian Xiuyue looked rather regretful. "All right. Learn more about the [Star Alliance] in the future. You can join us anytime."

"Even if you don't join, we're still good friends!"

Wang Quan nodded.

Night had barely fallen when Qian Xiuyue sent someone over with thirteen sets of lungs.

These thirteen sets of lungs had been briefly tempered with magical power. They no longer looked like bloody flesh, but resembled wooden carvings, each only palm-sized and strung together with red cord.

Since everyone was only in the Qi Refining Realm and lacked the ability to use advanced refining methods, these lungs would deteriorate after a period of use.

However, Wang Quan's lungs had all been provided free of charge by cultivators, so they would last longer than those of martial artists, and much longer than those of ordinary people.

After receiving the lungs, he dug out a cave, crawled inside, and sealed the entrance.

He set up warning spells and laid out the various items his Yin Spirit required.

Only then did he light the Sandalwood Incense and send his Yin Spirit into the Second-Layer World.

His Yin Spirit entered the hall of the Great Tomb once again.

The moment he appeared, he saw dozens of cultivators who had descended in their physical bodies sitting to one side.

Hundreds of Yin Spirit cultivators gathered around them.

Wang Quan materialized and coughed. "Everyone, I'm here!"

His voice was not loud.

But in the next instant, the hundreds of Yin Spirit cultivators and dozens of physically present cultivators all crowded around him.

"Fellow Daoist of the People-Crossing Scripture, welcome!"

"Fellow Daoist, now that you're here, we have hope!"

"Fellow Daoist, we've prepared a treasure to replenish your magical power!"

"With this treasure, you'll be able to clear away even more evil."

The cultivators all spoke at once, hoping he could clear away the evil as quickly as possible and see whether they could truly destroy this Great Tomb.

A short while later, the cultivator who had first dealt with Wang Quan brought him a box. "Fellow Daoist, the treasure inside is called a First-Turn Outer Elixir."

"It was made by a Purple Mansion realm cultivator in imitation of a Golden Core, specifically to replenish the magical power of Foundation Establishment cultivators."

"This treasure's overall framework is already complete. With repeated tempering from now on, it can become a Magic Treasure Blank, and then a Magic Treasure."

Click!

The box opened.

Inside lay a fist-sized golden sphere.

The golden sphere was hollow and gave off a medicinal fragrance. Beside it were instructions for ritual refinement written in Daoist Scriptures.

An idea stirred in Wang Quan's mind. He recited a few lines of scripture, and his Yin Spirit breathed out strands of magical power into the First-Turn Outer Elixir.

In the next instant, the First-Turn Outer Elixir rose into the air, releasing medicinal aura visible to the naked eye.

This medicinal aura burned like flames. Unless one came extremely close, one could not smell its medicinal fragrance at all.

With a thought from Wang Quan, the medicinal aura slipped into his body like a tongue of flame.

In the next instant, he recovered one strand of magical power.

Then several more tongues of medicinal flame descended, fully restoring the power he had just spent refining the treasure.

"What a fine treasure!"

Wang Quan exclaimed in admiration.

With this treasure, aside from special spells such as [Moonlight Escape] that could not be used continuously, he could cast any spell that merely consumed magical power without restraint.

He marveled at the treasure.

The other cultivators, meanwhile, marveled at the speed with which he had refined it.

Especially the dozens of cultivators who had descended in their physical bodies.

Some of them owned outer elixirs like this, but more did not.

Those who possessed outer elixirs had spent a full two to four hours ritually refining theirs.

Yet in Wang Quan's hands, it had taken only a few strands of magical power and a few lines of scripture.

They exchanged glances and instantly understood: the cultivator before them was definitely an old hand who had delved deeply into Daoist Scriptures.

Only that could explain how he had drawn on his vast collection of Daoist Scriptures to decipher a simpler, more perfect method of ritual refinement.

He knows more Daoist Scriptures than any of us. His future is limitless.

The Yin Spirit cultivators, on the other hand, had never used such a thing, much less ritually refined one, so they felt little about it.

They merely urged him excitedly, "Fellow Daoist, hurry and try it!"

Wang Quan nodded, thinking to himself, This treasure can restore ten thousand strands of magical power for me each day.

Since everyone wants me to keep clearing away the evil, I'll use up all that magical power tonight and see how much I can weaken it.

At that thought, he nodded with a smile. "All right!"

"I'll go try out the treasure now!"

Everyone nodded excitedly.

At that moment, a physically present cultivator said, "Everyone, while our fellow Daoist weakens the evil, we can't sit idle either."

"Let's all put in some effort tonight. We'll repeatedly enter the first few layers of the Great Tomb and keep weakening the evil!"

Everyone nodded. "All right!"

By then, Wang Quan had entered the first layer.

The other Yin Spirit cultivators also chose to enter the first through ninth layers according to their respective abilities.

Finally, the dozens of physically present cultivators exchanged glances. "Come on, let's go to the Tenth Layer!"

The evil on the Tenth Layer was the strongest, and each time they cleared it away, the effect of weakening the Great Tomb was greater.

That was why these experts had decided to enter the Tenth Layer.

Just as they were about to enter, however, one cultivator suddenly spoke. "Everyone, shouldn't we... bring that fellow Daoist along and have him recite the People-Crossing Scripture directly to the Grand General?"

"After all, he no longer lacks magical power!"

The other cultivators shook their heads. "That won't do!"

"The Grand General's Second Form is terrifying. He has a hundred arms."

"We might not be able to protect our fellow Daoist then."

"It's safest to let him slowly grind away on the first layer!"

The first layer of the Great Tomb:

Wang Quan found himself in an unfamiliar little town, but outside it there was still a Great Locust Tree, with old men and women beneath it.

He released the Palace Maidens to stand guard, then recited the People-Crossing Scripture.

Bili-bili!

Jili-gulu!

The old men and women charged at him, their faces twisted into hideous expressions.

The Palace Maidens pinned the old men and women down. "Don't move!"

"Listen to the master recite scripture!"

"You filthy cur, how dare you lift my skirt?"