Fortune Pill

"I can tolerate being with you, so why can't you tolerate Zhu Jiuyin!"

Upon learning from Zhang Xuezhou that the Yangpo Incarnation Technique originated from Zhu Jiuyin, Emperor Jing's emotions became extremely complex.

Shi Wudao, on the other hand, seemed indifferent, since he had no grudge against Zhu Jiuyin.

For Emperor Jing and Shi Wudao to cultivate the Yang Soul Transformation Technique was not simply a matter of spending time, but also involved the differentiation and separation of their souls.

If the speed at which the Yang Soul incarnation is condensed is not fast enough, the two will eventually be bound together in one body.

Finding a quick way to master it is not an easy task, after all, Zhu Jiuyin is not an easy character to counter.

"You should practice this technique first, familiarize yourselves with it, and then we can cooperate sometime to see if we can obtain a shortcut to quickly condense our bodies!"

"You've already achieved your goal; why would you need a shortcut?"

"Even if I don't use it, someone else will!"

Zhang Xuezhou exchanged ideas with Shi Wudao and Emperor Jing, and unexpectedly gained some help.

Whenever the opportunity arose, Shi Wudao and Emperor Jing decided to intervene and try to obtain a quick-fix method.

This flying zombie seemed utterly vulnerable in the Nine Spirits Primal Sage, its body torn apart even with the home-field advantage. However, aside from cultivators of the Nine Spirits Primal Sage's level, the flying zombie had a significant advantage when dealing with other cultivators.

The most important factor is that flying zombies are not afraid of death, which Zhang Xuezhou likes very much.

Zhang Xuezhou and Li Shaojun have a long-standing partnership, the reason being that Li Shaojun is fearless, which forged a friendship that has lasted for many years.

Such collaborators are hard to find, Zhang Xuezhou was quite pleased.

"Be nicer to my cousin. He's more helpful than you, and many things are different with or without him!"

Zhang Xuezhou also instructed Shi Wudao to be kinder to Rong Tianding, as a descendant who could inherit his legacy was of little use, but a descendant who could help with chores was extremely important.

If they didn't want to live a life of mere survival in Yangling, Rong Tianding was the ladder through which Shi Wudao and Emperor Jing could escape.

"That guy's talent is far inferior to yours!"

Shi Wudao was somewhat dissatisfied.

Zhang Xuezhou learned his secrets in just two days; Rong Tianding might not have reached that level after two years of teaching.

Only after Emperor Jing mocked Shi Wudao for his advanced age despite his own cultivation did Shi Wudao finally agree to the matter, his face full of anger.

See you next time!

Zhang Xuezhou jumped down from Emperor Jing's coffin, then tugged at his clothes, sweeping his body with Incantation Avoidance Formula and dust-avoiding spells, cleaning away all the filth around him.

Nine Spirits Primal Sage ran away and didn't return, so Zhang Xuezhou guessed that Daojun probably didn't stay in Chang'an City either.

He strolled out of the tomb and saw Rong Tianding pacing back and forth at the entrance stone door.

"The stone door is blocked; I really can't squeeze through!"

Upon seeing Zhang Xuezhou emerge An Ran, Rong Tianding and then recounted his helplessness.

"Nine Spirits Primal Sage roared inside and caused trouble, so when I pushed back, I blocked the door to prevent anyone from sneaking in to investigate!"

He and Rong Tianding exchanged a brief conversation before emerging together from the entrance to the mausoleum area.

The interior of Yangling was left unrepaired, while the exterior was repaired to an extremely high degree of perfection, with craftsmen even filling it with an additional layer of bluestone.

Four more officials from the Sima Gate led soldiers to patrol the city walls, and eight soldiers with pale faces stood guard on both sides of the entrance archway of Yangling.

"What's going on in the city?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"I heard that some people were beheaded at the Meridian Gate. It's said that people from the Guan family were killed, and an official surnamed Han was also beheaded. Princess Pingyang, who lives nearby, was frightened and is now in the Imperial Medical Academy. Several people from the Marquis's residence also died. The Southern Army has been mobilized to patrol there with strong bows. Cousin, you need to be careful when you go back, lest you get accidentally injured!"

Zhang Xuezhou always sought information that was negative, not positive, which allowed Zhang Xuezhou to pinpoint exactly what he needed.

The fact that so many people had their heads chopped off had little to do with Zhang Xuezhou, but the fact that Princess Pingyang was frightened gave Zhang Xuezhou some insight into the matter.

If I'm not mistaken, Daojun did indeed arrive in Chang'an City, but it's impossible for the other party to find Marquis Pingyang in the Marquis's residence.

As for whether Daojun is still in Chang'an City or watching the chaotic retreat of the Nine Spirits Primal Sage in Yangling, this is beyond Zhang Xuezhou's ability to judge.

His eyes swept warily around the surroundings, then with a swift movement, he grabbed Rong Tianding's right hand and flew away before the patrolling soldiers could approach.

Determining whether Daojun is still in Chang'an City is very difficult, but judging whether anyone is watching this place is very simple.

He quickly changed position, and no one was following behind Zhang Xuezhou.

This relieved him, and he quickly handed over the relevant information about Rong Tianding's teachings on the Corpseless Path, and also mentioned further developing their relationship.

"So, my cousin actually turned misfortune into a blessing in disguise!"

Rong Tianding listened with amazement, never expecting that the flying zombie had shielded Zhang Xuezhou from a calamity, forcing the Nine Spirits Primal Sage to retreat, and that he had even gained something from discussing the Dao with Shi Wudao. He couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"No, no, no, I've turned a blessing into a curse!"

Zhang Xuezhou quickly made the correction.

Many things cannot be attributed to the influence of luck, but the fact that he and the new emperor refined a top-grade elixir one day, and Han Yan was beheaded the next, seems to involve the influence of the new emperor's unbalanced fortune.

Zhang Xuezhou, on the other hand, encountered the Nine Spirits Primal Sage. He escaped the entanglement with the help of a flying zombie, but also experienced some similar effects of a backlash from bad luck.

The mysteries of life made it difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to grasp the overall picture, but he felt that as long as he used luck to accomplish probabilistic events, there was a chance that he would encounter negative factors affecting him.

The refining of elixirs is undoubtedly a matter of probability, and he was even more cautious about the actual practice of using the medium in the ritual of worshipping Grien.

He carefully removed the only pill produced by Qinlu No. 8.

This pill was 20% heavier than ordinary pills, and its color was similar to that of a low-grade pill. It was also nourished by the surrounding pills during the warming process in the furnace, thus surviving to the end like a Gu King.

Zhang Xuezhou hadn't taken the pill seriously before, but after bumping into Nine Spirits Primal Sage on his way out, he belatedly realized his mistake and became more cautious.

"This 'Blessed Pill' has an extraordinary origin, so why does it look like this?" Rong Tianding. "Could it be that pills possess the principles of returning to simplicity and the ultimate truth, resulting in an ordinary appearance after production?"

"You'll know the answer after you eat it!"

Lacking instruments and other samples, Zhang Xuezhou could only make judgments by sight and hands.

He couldn't immediately determine whether the elixir was truly extraordinary, but he knew that his future cultivation of Technique Method would inevitably create a need for elixirs, and he would know their effects when he took them.

As the gloomy sky deepened and night fell, Zhang Xuezhou felt a vague pulling sensation rising in his heart. He knew very well that the time limit for the extra travel he had been taking these past few days was gradually approaching.

He had no time to return to Chang'an City to eliminate the risk to Daojun, so he could only stay away for a while and try to avoid the situation for some more time.

The specific location of the target is easy to verify, but it is difficult to track him down if he lies around randomly like this.

This time, upon returning to the real world, he placed his offline location in the artisan's quarters in Maoling.