"Brother Dajiao, do you normally rely solely on refining natural treasures for your cultivation?"
Mo Tianxiao draped his arm over Niu Dajiao's shoulder, asking with a smile.
Niu Dajiao glanced at Mo Tianxiao, his tone somewhat polite. "A demonic beast's cultivation is much the same as a human's. We can also use special breathing techniques to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to increase our cultivation."
"But the efficiency of doing so is very low. Most of the time, we use various natural treasures to assist our cultivation. This not only increases our speed but also strengthens our physiques."
Facing the future son-in-law of the demon race, Niu Dajiao's attitude towards Mo Tianxiao was much more respectful compared to their first meeting.
"Is that so?"
"The physique of demonic beasts is indeed quite different from humans. However, if you absorb too much of the same natural treasure, won't the cultivation effects weaken? Will it affect your foundation?"
Mo Tianxiao continued to press.
Niu Dajiao pondered for a moment before answering, "It doesn't really affect our foundation, but if we absorb too much of the same natural treasure, the effects do indeed weaken. Furthermore, the more we refine, the higher the age requirement for the treasures becomes."
"I have been refining various natural treasures since I was young. If I want to absorb natural treasures now, they need to be at least seven or eight thousand years old to have any noticeable effect."
"Brother Mo, why are you asking this?"
Niu Dajiao looked at Mo Tianxiao curiously; the smile on the other party's face felt a bit strange.
Mo Tianxiao straightened his expression and took out a golden pill from his spatial ring. It had a few pill veins on it and emitted a faint, fragrant medicinal aroma.
Smelling this fragrance, Niu Dajiao immediately became interested. "Is this the scent of Silver Blood Grass? No, there is also Flying Spirit Flower, White Orchid Leaf..."
From this tiny pill, Niu Dajiao could smell the aura of several natural treasures.
"Could this be... a pill from the human world?"
From the older generation, they had learned a lot about the human world, and naturally, they knew about pills.
"Yes, Brother Dajiao guessed correctly. This thing is indeed a pill."
Mo Tianxiao handed the pill to Niu Dajiao. "Try it and see if it has any effect on you demonic beasts."
Niu Dajiao took the pill and inspected it curiously. His deep voice sounded, "I've eaten quite a few of the natural treasures used in this pill. It probably won't have much of an effect, right?"
With a give-it-a-try mentality, Niu Dajiao swallowed the golden pill in one gulp...
"Gulp."
The pill melted as soon as it entered his mouth, turning into energy that instantly surged into his limbs and bones. His entire body began to heat up. As he circulated the spiritual energy within him, a look of surprise appeared on Niu Dajiao's face.
"It works!"
He stared at Mo Tianxiao with eyes as big as brass bells, looking at him in disbelief. "The efficiency is actually higher than when I directly refine natural treasures! How is this possible?"
Seeing such a miraculous thing as a pill for the first time, Niu Dajiao found it incredibly fascinating.
This tiny thing, resembling a jellybean, could actually accelerate his cultivation speed.
More importantly, his body had long developed a resistance to these natural treasures, yet after they were refined into a pill, they could still produce such excellent cultivation effects on him.
"Is this the alchemy of the human world? It truly is miraculous!"
"Brother Mo, are you an alchemist?"
Niu Dajiao looked at Mo Tianxiao, a bold idea forming in his mind.
The corners of Mo Tianxiao's mouth curled up slightly. He nodded, pretending not to care, and said in a calm tone, "I can barely be considered a high-level alchemist. As long as it's a cultivation pill, a healing pill, or any type of pill below the Dharma Idol Realm, I know how to refine them a little bit."
"Below the Dharma Idol Realm?"
Niu Dajiao pondered for a moment before raising his head.
"Brother Mo, could you refine some pills for us?
As long as it helps with cultivation, anything is fine. Most of the demonic beasts here do not lack natural treasures, but we have been consuming various natural treasures since childhood, resulting in many of them losing their effect on our cultivation.
But if we use Brother Mo's alchemy to refine these natural treasures into pills, our strength might be able to improve significantly once again."
At their stage, if they wanted to cultivate solely by devouring natural treasures, they would need at least those of a considerable age.
But not everyone could be like Huang Xiaoyao, who could casually use ten-thousand-year-old natural treasures and eat seven or eight-thousand-year-old spirit fruits as if they were ordinary fruits.
The rule also applied to the demonic beast world: the more talented you were and the stronger your bloodline, the more resources you would receive.
After listening to Niu Dajiao's words, Mo Tianxiao pondered for a moment before slowly speaking, "Alright. You will provide the materials for alchemy yourselves. I will only take one-tenth of them as a fee, and all the refined pills will belong to you. How about that?"
"Deal!"
Niu Dajiao agreed without hesitation. After all, alchemy was a technical job that required the consumption of mental and spiritual energy. It was impossible to ask the other party to refine pills for them for free.
Asking Princess Xiaoyao's future man to refine pills for them for free would be completely out of line; they would just be asking for a beating.
Besides, taking only one-tenth as compensation was not much at all.
"Alright, then it's happily decided."
The two happily finalized the deal, and Niu Dajiao excitedly shared the news with all the younger generation.
Any demonic beast below the Dharma Idol Realm, upon hearing this news, brought out all their hoarded natural treasures that no longer had any cultivation effect on them, almost without hesitation.
"Is human alchemy really that miraculous?"
"I don't know, but since Niu Dajiao said so, he probably wouldn't lie to us. Besides, given the current relationship between the young son-in-law and our demon race, he wouldn't harm us, right?"
"Who cares, let's just go and try it out. I happen to have a whole pile of useless natural treasures here. If it really works, we'll hit the jackpot. Even if it doesn't work, it won't be a big loss."
Under Niu Dajiao's promotion, a large group of demonic beasts brought massive amounts of natural treasures to find Mo Tianxiao.
Mo Tianxiao refused no one. "Everyone line up, one by one. I promise I won't let you down."
Taking the spatial ring from Niu Dajiao, who was first in line, he saw a massive pile of natural treasures inside. Most were one or two thousand years old, and there were quite a few that were three or four thousand years old.
These were the natural treasures they had saved up that no longer had much effect on them.
Looking at so many good things, Mo Tianxiao couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Glancing at the long line behind Niu Dajiao, he felt quite excited. He was going to make an absolute fortune!
Without further ado, he immediately started refining.
He tossed out a large alchemy furnace, seven or eight meters tall, from his spatial ring. "Brother Dajiao, lend me your flames."
Mo Tianxiao raised his hand and activated the Empty Hand technique. The Desolate Flame flickering above Niu Dajiao's head instantly vanished and appeared in Mo Tianxiao's hand.
The next second, flames ignited within the furnace, and the temperature began to soar, causing the surrounding air to distort slightly. After lighting the kindling and returning the Desolate Flame to Niu Dajiao, Mo Tianxiao began to earnestly refine pills.
Stalk after stalk of natural treasures were continuously thrown into the furnace.
The surrounding demons watched curiously, all looking as if they had never seen the world before.
"So this is alchemy? It doesn't look hard. Do you guys think we could learn it?"
"It might look easy, but it's actually anything but simple. I heard my old man say that when he traveled to the human world, he actually planned to learn this miraculous art of alchemy. In the end, he didn't learn a single thing except how to blow up a cauldron.
This craft requires incredibly precise control over the flames. The order in which the medicinal herbs are added is also crucial, not to mention all the other intricate details. Formidable alchemists are rare even among humans, let alone among us demonic beasts."
"Well, learning how to blow up a cauldron isn't too bad. At least it counts as an offensive technique..."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
