, First Transformation of External Elixir

At the foot of the mountain, Wang Quan released paper figures to retrieve the corpse.

Although these corpses were all cultivators of the new method, they were still cultivators.

Every organ, every inch of flesh, and every tendon within can be used as materials by cultivators.

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

Wang Quan's heart skipped a beat: "Hmm, I want all the lungs!"

Qian Xiuyue clapped her hands: "No problem!"

"These are your spoils, you choose first; I'll take them last!"

In the end, Wang Quan demanded all the lungs, and gave the rest to Qian Xiuyue.

Qian Xiuyue didn't ask him what he wanted the lungs for; she simply calculated it and ultimately gave him 150,000 Qingfu coins.

150,000 Qingfu coins, that seems like a lot.

But this is the life of more than a dozen cultivators!

"I'll have someone take care of the lungs and bring them over to you in a bit!"

"good!"

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

"Even if you don't practice the fundamental laws of planetary light, we still welcome you to join us!"

"Furthermore, your [Bright Moon Illuminates Me] technique is also one of the fundamental techniques of the starlight category."

"We'll all cultivate together then; right now, we can cultivate a third of our magical power in one night."

"Once the manor is built, we can refine half, or even a single strand, of our magical power."

"Working together and making progress is the only way forward!"

Wang Quan smiled and said, "I still have many plans to complete, and I don't want to be constrained by others."

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

At most one unit of magic power in one night?

This was a lot for Qian Xiuyue and others, but for him, it meant nothing.

Now, using the most advanced methods, he can refine four streams of magical power in one night.

The Star Alliance offers him no help and may even hinder his progress.

Qian Xiuyue said with regret, "Alright, you can learn more about the Star Alliance in the future and join us anytime."

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

Wang Quan nodded.

As soon as night fell, Qian Xiuyue sent someone to deliver thirteen lungs.

These thirteen lungs, after being simply tempered with magical power, did not appear to be mangled or bloody. They were like wooden carvings, only the size of a palm, and strung together with red rope.

Because everyone is only at the Qi Refining Realm and lacks the ability to use advanced refining techniques, their lungs will deteriorate after a period of use.

However, the lungs of the king were provided free of charge by cultivators, and could be used for a longer time than those of martial artists and even longer than those of ordinary people.

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

Set up warning spells and place various items needed by the Yin spirits.

Finally, he lit the sandalwood incense, and his spirit entered the second layer of the world.

The spirit entered and found itself in the main hall of the tomb.

As soon as he appeared, he saw dozens of cultivators who had descended to their true forms sitting to one side.

Hundreds of Yin Spirit cultivators surrounded them.

Wang Quan appeared, coughing: "Everyone, I've arrived!"

His voice wasn't loud.

But, the next second, hundreds of Yin God cultivators, as well as dozens of cultivators who had descended in their true forms, all crowded around.

"Welcome, Brother Durenjing!"

"Brother Dao, your arrival gives us hope!"

"Brother Dao, we have prepared a treasure to replenish your magical power!"

"With this treasure, fellow Daoist, you can cleanse even more evil."

A group of monks, all talking at once, hoped that he could quickly cleanse the evil and see if he could really destroy the great tomb.

A few cultivators who had initially dealt with Wang Quan brought over a box; "Brother Dao, the treasure inside is called—First-Turn External Elixir."

"It was made by a cultivator at the Purple Mansion Realm, modeled after a Golden Core cultivator, specifically for Foundation Establishment cultivators to replenish their mana."

"The basic framework of this treasure is complete. From now on, it only needs to be repeatedly refined to become a magic weapon blank, and then become a magic weapon."

Click!

The box is opened.

Inside is a golden ball the size of a fist.

The golden sphere was hollowed out and filled with the fragrance of medicine. There were also Taoist scriptures describing the methods of refining it.

Wang Quan's heart stirred, and he recited a few lines of scripture. His Yin Spirit spat out breaths of magical power that fell into the first-stage external elixir.

The next second, the outer core soared into the air, emitting a visible medicinal aura.

The medicinal aroma was like burning flames; unless you got extremely close, you couldn't smell it at all.

Wang Quan's mind stirred, and the medicinal energy seemed to pierce his body like a tongue of fire.

The next second, he regained a bit of his magic power.

Then several more streams of medicinal energy and flames descended, restoring him to his original state after refining the treasure.

"My darling!"

The king was amazed.

With this treasure, he can use any spell that simply consumes mana without restraint, except for special spells like [Moonlight Escape] which cannot be used continuously.

He exclaimed in amazement at the treasure.

Many cultivators were amazed by the speed at which he refined the treasures.

Especially the dozens of cultivators whose true forms descended.

Some of them have this external elixir, but most do not.

The cultivators who possessed the outer core spent a full hour or two refining it.

As it turned out, Wang Quan was only dealt with by a few strands of magic and a few words of scripture.

They exchanged a glance and instantly understood: the cultivator before them was definitely an old fellow who had been studying Daoist scriptures.

Only in this way can we rely on the large number of Taoist scriptures, the simpler the analysis, and the more perfect the sacrificial methods.

This child has more Taoist scriptures than any of us; his future is limitless.

On the contrary, the Yin Spirit cultivators had never used this thing, let alone refined it, so they didn't feel much of a difference.

They just excitedly urged, "Brother Dao, give it a try quickly!"

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

"Since everyone wants me to keep eliminating evil, then tonight I'll use up all my magic power and see how much I can weaken it."

Thinking of this, he nodded and smiled, "Okay!"

"I'm going to try it out right now, baby!"

Everyone nodded excitedly.

At this moment, a cultivator who had descended to the realm of the Daoist said, "Fellow Daoists, while you are weakening evil, we cannot stand idly by."

"Everyone, let's give it our all tonight, repeatedly entering the first few levels of the great tomb to continuously weaken the evil!"

Everyone nodded: "Okay!"

At this point, Wang Quan entered the first level.

Other Yin Spirit cultivators, based on their own methods, also chose to enter the first to ninth levels.

The last few dozen cultivators who had descended in their true forms exchanged glances: "Let's go, we'll go to the tenth floor!"

The tenth level is the most evil, and each time it is cleared, its weakening effect on the Great Tomb becomes stronger.

Therefore, many experts decided to enter the tenth level.

Just as they were about to enter, a cultivator suddenly spoke up: "Everyone, shouldn't we... take that fellow Daoist along and have him recite the Salvation Sutra directly to that great general?"

"He doesn't lack magical power now, after all!"

The other cultivators shook their heads: "That's inappropriate!"

"The Great General in his second form is terrifying; he has a hundred arms."

"We might not be able to take care of him then."

"It's safest to let him grind it down slowly on the first level!"

First level of the tomb:

Wang Quan found himself in an unfamiliar town, but outside the town there were still large locust trees, and under the trees were old men and women.

He released palace maids and guards to keep watch, and then recited the sutra for saving people.

Bilibili!

Girgh!

The old men and women, their faces contorted with rage, charged at him.

The palace maids held the elderly men and women down, shouting, "Don't move!"

"Listen to the master's sermon!"

"You bastard, how dare you lift my skirt?"