There’s no saving him.
Elder Yao waved his hand, as if shooing away a fly.
Take him back.
Find a scenic spot, dig a hole, and bury him.
Don’t let him clutter my sight or dirty this blessed land of mine.
His words were vicious, leaving no room for courtesy.
Elder! How can you say that!
Yun Yao tugged at Elder Yao’s sleeve, shaking it persistently.
My master told me to bring him to you for a consultation!
Please... please take another look! What if... what if there’s still hope?
Hope?
Elder Yao flung Yun Yao’s hand away.
With what hope?
He pointed at Su Ji, spittle flying.
Throw heavenly treasures and earthly rarities into this bottomless pit? Does he deserve it?
Or should I use the elixirs I’ve painstakingly refined to keep him alive?
Elder Yao let out a cold laugh, pulling a pill from his hand.
See this pill I’m holding?
It’s worth a hundred lives like his!
Feed it to a dog, and the dog would at least wag its tail at me.
Feed it to him? Just to hear a splash?
Yun Yao was left speechless by his tirade, her small face flushing bright red.
She knew Elder Yao had a bad temper from constantly blowing up his alchemy furnace, but she hadn’t expected him to be so merciless.
Su Ji sat silently in his wheelchair from start to finish.
He just listened and watched.
His face showed no emotion.
But inside, a storm was raging.
Not because of Elder Yao’s cruelty.
But because...
When he saw the pill in Elder Yao’s hand, the [Desolate Alchemy Art] in his mind activated like a search engine, automatically pulling up a pill formula.
[Pseudo · Reverse Ruin Pill]
[Primary Effect: Repairs damaged golden core]
[Main Ingredients: Millennial Decay Bone Grass, Earth Core Fire Lotus Seed, Three-Headed Dragon Reverse Scale…]
[Auxiliary Ingredients: ...]
[Optimization Plan: Use death energy as a catalyst to refine vitality, then the pill can be formed...]
[Note: This pill was created by an ancient alchemy saint as an imitation of the celestial ‘Return to Ruin Pill.’ Due to its violent medicinal properties, it demands exceptionally high skill from the alchemist. The slightest mistake can lead to self-immolation and death. Later, the Fallen Dragon Immortal Venerable improved it, simplifying the refining process and lowering the barrier to entry, but also weakening the effects.]
Su Ji: “...”
So...
Should he pull off this act or not?
Kind of feels embarrassing...
Although Elder Yao’s insults were harsh, it wasn’t hard to tell that this freshly refined pill had been prepared for him.
Elder Yao kept rambling, scolding Yun Yao.
“...Don’t bring every Tom, Dick, or Harry to me from now on!”
“My pills are for the living, not for giving last rites to the dead!”
“Take him away now! Get out!”
Elder Yao waved his hand impatiently, turning to head back into his cave dwelling.
Yun Yao bit her lip.
She turned to look at Su Ji, her big eyes filled with apology.
“Fellow Daoist Su... I’m sorry... Wait for me a moment. I’ll talk to Elder Yao again.”
Su Ji’s gaze shifted past Yun Yao, landing on the gaunt back about to disappear into the cave.
Then, he spoke slowly.
There’s no way around it.
A man might resist showing off, but how can he resist showing off when it’s needed?
His voice wasn’t loud, still carrying a hint of sickly weakness.
No need. This pill was refined with unstable heat; the medicinal energy has leaked. Taking it won’t help.
At these words, even the howling wind and snow seemed to freeze in place.
The apology on Yun Yao’s face hadn’t even fully bloomed before it froze at the corners of her mouth.
Even though she was usually thick-skinned, her watery apricot eyes now widened in disbelief at the man in the wheelchair who had just dropped that bombshell.
This was Elder Yao!
The most temperamental, least approachable, yet most respected elder in the entire Yin-Yang Sect!
Even her master, when seeing him on ordinary days, had to be polite!
The gaunt figure at the cave entrance abruptly stopped.
Elder Yao’s back stiffened. He didn’t turn around immediately, but Su Ji could clearly feel a surge of scorching fury rising from him.
Lies don’t hurt; truth is a sharp knife.
It’s like telling someone who’s terrible at gaming and always skipping class to play that his grades are poor—he’ll barely react, brushing it off with a casual, “Mind your own business.”
But if you say he keeps dying and can’t beat anyone, yet still skips class to game, he’ll probably lose it instantly.
Stuff like, “This round was rigged,” “They’re not my rank,” “My teammates didn’t support me,” “The mouse at the internet café broke”—all sorts of wild excuses come pouring out.
Sure enough.
Elder Yao slowly turned around.
His old face was now dark enough to drip water.
“Kid.”
“Don’t be too arrogant. The wind blows hard on this Empty Suspended Mountain—it might snap your tongue.”
“Playing dirty tricks won’t work on me. I said I won’t treat him, so I won’t treat him.”
“Elder!” Yun Yao suddenly snapped out of it, flinching in fright. She quickly stepped in front of Su Ji, waving her hands frantically at Elder Yao.
“He... he didn’t mean it that way! He’s too badly injured—his mind’s a little muddled. Please don’t take it to heart!”
As she spoke, she desperately signaled Su Ji with her eyes to apologize immediately.
But Su Ji acted as if he hadn’t seen it, even leaning back in his wheelchair to adjust to a more comfortable position. His carefree demeanor only added fuel to the fire.
“Muddled?” Elder Yao sneered.
He brushed past Yun Yao and stopped right in front of Su Ji, looking down at him condescendingly.
“I think he’s sharp as a tack.”
Elder Yao extended a dry, claw-like hand, holding the [Reverse Ruin Pill] right in front of Su Ji’s face, practically shoving it up his nose.
“You say my pill’s heat was unstable and the medicinal energy leaked?”
“Fine! Excellent!”
Elder Yao laughed in fury, his voice suddenly sharpening.
“Then tell me the ins and outs today!”
“Where’s the instability? Where’s the leak?”
“If you’re right, I’ll take the loss today. This pill is yours for free!”
“But if you’re spouting nonsense and talking through your hat…”
Elder Yao’s gaze turned ferocious, and a pressure befitting a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator exploded outward, making even Yun Yao struggle to breathe.
“I’ll let you taste…”
“Elder! No!” Yun Yao panicked, grabbing Elder Yao’s arm. “Fellow Daoist Su doesn’t understand alchemy! He was just running his mouth! Please…”
“Shut up!” Elder Yao violently shook his sleeve, sending Yun Yao stumbling back several steps.
“He’s not a child anymore. He has to answer for his words.”
He locked his eyes on Su Ji, his glare as if he wanted to devour him whole.
But Su Ji acted as if he didn’t feel the pressure at all.
He even had the leisure to reach out, take the pill hanging before him, and roll it gently between his fingers.
The pill was warm in his hand, its surface smooth, emitting a strange medicinal fragrance.
It showed no flaws at all.
That was precisely why Elder Yao was so furious.
"Fellow Daoist Yun." Su Ji ignored Elder Yao and instead turned to Yun Yao, who looked anxious, offering her a faint smile.
"Could you help me up, please?"
"Ah? Oh..." Yun Yao was startled for a moment. Though she had no idea what he intended, she instinctively stepped forward and took hold of his arm.
Leaning on her strength, Su Ji slowly rose from his wheelchair.
Though his legs appeared weak and unsteady, he still straightened his back.
This movement finally brought his gaze level with Elder Yao's.
"Your pill—from ingredient selection to refinement—used seventy-six types of spiritual herbs, took six hours, and the fire changed eight times in total."
Elder Yao's pupils abruptly contracted.
How... how could this brat know so clearly about these details?!
Su Ji gave him no time to ponder and continued without pause.
"The fusion of the first seventy-one auxiliary herbs was flawless, and your control of the fire was superb, showing your extraordinary skill in the path of alchemy."
These words sounded like praise, but Elder Yao's expression grew increasingly grim.
He knew the crucial part was still to come.
"The problem lies with the seventy-second ingredient."
Su Ji extended two fingers, pinching the pill between them.
"The inverse scale of a Three-Headed Flood Dragon is extremely cold by nature. It must be simmered over a gentle flame to draw out its chill toxin, then tempered with an intense flame to extract its essence."
"At the moment you switched the fire, Elder, you were just a fraction too hasty."
"And that single moment caused a trace of pure chill energy to escape complete refinement, blending into the medicinal liquid."
Su Ji paused, lifting the pill in front of Elder Yao.
"This trace of chill is the greatest flaw of this pill."
"It shattered the entire pill's balance of medicinal power. Thus, when you later added the Heartfire Lotus Seed, the two properties clashed, resulting in the escape of pill energy and unstable fire control."
"This pill appears round and smooth, but internally, it is riddled with hidden flaws—no more than a tenth of its true potency remains."
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