Wang Changsheng thought about it and decided to make two preparations. One was to look for detoxification elixirs, and the other was to prepare a body for possession.
Thinking of this, Wang Changsheng took out a black cloak and put it on, and walked out of the basement.
Out of the attic, Wang Changsheng found that Han Li had not returned yet.
He thought for a moment, went out of the yard, and flew to the deacon's hall.
"Stop, who is it?" As soon as Wang Changsheng approached the deacon's hall, he was stopped by a group of patrolling disciples. The leader was a tall middle-aged man.
"Wang Changsheng," Wang Changsheng said as he took out his identity token. After injecting spiritual power, the lower jaw of the skull on the token opened and closed.
"It's broad daylight, why are you wearing a cloak?" Seeing this, the middle-aged man's face relaxed, and he asked with some doubts.
"My face is injured, so it's inconvenient for me to see people," Wang Changsheng explained faintly.
"So it's like this. If the injury is not serious, you'd better not wear a cloak, otherwise it's easy to be misunderstood," the middle-aged man nodded and suggested.
"I know, thank you senior brother for your advice," Wang Changsheng said with a nod. After that, he walked quickly into the deacon's hall.
Not long after, Wang Changsheng walked out of the deacon's hall quickly and returned to his residence on his flying tool.
Back in the basement, Wang Changsheng immediately took out the detoxification elixirs that he exchanged in the deacon's hall, and took a few of each kind of detoxification elixirs.
After a while, Wang Changsheng's face was still swollen, and a few more bulges were broken, exuding an unbearable stench.
At this time, Wang Changsheng could no longer keep calm. He took all the remaining detoxification elixirs in an attempt to change the situation on his face.
What made Wang Changsheng feel desperate was that the situation on his face not only did not improve, but it became more and more serious.
Seeing this situation, Wang Changsheng was terrified. According to this trend, it seemed that he had no other choice but to possess the body.
"Do I really have to possess him?" This thought flashed through Wang Changsheng's mind.
But soon, Wang Changsheng dispelled this idea. Now was not the time to possess, so there was no need to immediately do so.
At this time, Wang Changsheng thought of a cultivation sect — Green Pill Sect.
The Green Pill Sect was one of the five great cultivation sects in Zhao. They were famous in Zhao for their alchemy skills. Most of the disciples of the Green Pill Sect knew how to refine pills.
"Maybe the alchemist of the Green Pill Sect can solve the injury on my face," Wang Changsheng thought to himself.
Wang Changsheng did some calculations. If he traveled at full speed, it would take more than ten days to travel from the Baleful Yin Mountain Range to the Emerald Cloud Mountain Range. He did not know if the poison would go out of control during this time.
After thinking about it, he felt that it would be better to bring Han Li along. If he lost control of the poison on the road, he could take over Han Li's body.
Wang Changsheng changed his clothes and walked out of the pavilion. He found that Han Li had not returned yet.
He waited for more than half a day, but Han Li still did not return.
"Could it be that this brat was killed outside?" Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself.
Wang Changsheng waited for another hour, but Han Li still did not return. He shook his head, took out the Snow Wind Boat, and flew out of the sect.
The cultivation world lacked many things, but it did not lack low level cultivators. At most, he could just catch a Refinement Stage cultivator on the road. There was no need to wait for Han Li.
After leaving the Baleful Yin Mountain Range, Wang Changsheng poured a large amount of magic power into the Snow Wind Boat and quickly flew towards the Emerald Cloud Mountain Range.
… ….
The Green Pill Pavilion was a shop opened by the Green Pill Sect. It sold many kinds of pills, and its business was very good. There were many cultivators going in and out of the Green Pill Pavilion.
Zhao Wu was an attendant of the Green Pill Pavilion. He was responsible for introducing the pills to the customers. The more the customers bought, the more commission he would get.
On this day, Zhao Wu was waiting at the entrance. His eyes quickly swept past the customers who entered the shop, as if he was looking for something.
Suddenly, a man wearing a black cloak and three spirit beast pouches on his waist appeared in Zhao Wu's line of sight.
With Zhao Wu's many years of experience and the fact that he had three spirit beast pouches on his waist, the other party definitely had a lot of wealth. This kind of customer was very generous.
Zhao Wu's eyes lit up, and with a face full of smiles, he went up to greet the other party: "Senior, do you need my help?"
He sniffed a few times and smelled an unbearable stench from the body of the man in front of him. His eyebrows wrinkled, but quickly returned to normal.
"Where is your shopkeeper? Bring me to see him." A man's voice came from the cloak.
"Yes, senior, please follow me." Hearing that, Zhao Wu's face lit up, and he led the other party to the second floor.
The man wearing the cloak was naturally Wang Changsheng. The Green Pill Pavilion was a shop opened by the Green Pill Sect. Wang Changsheng hoped to be able to buy the antidote pills here.
On the second floor, Wang Changsheng saw a middle-aged man with regular facial features holding a scroll and reading it with great interest.
Seeing that someone had come up, the middle-aged man immediately put down the scroll in his hand.
Zhao Wu quickly walked to the middle-aged man's side and whispered a few words in his ear.
"I got it. You can leave now!" The middle-aged man nodded and instructed.
Zhao Wu responded, bowed, and left.
"My name is Hao Zhen. May I know how to address you, my friend?" The middle-aged man stood up and said to Wang Changsheng with a face full of smiles.
"Zhao Qian, I want to buy some antidote pills. May I know if your shop has them?" Wang Changsheng gave a fake name and stated his purpose clearly.
"Of course, there are a few types of antidote pills. Hmm, Hundred Poison Pill, Spirit Cleansing Pill, Spirit Cleansing Pill, and Clear Snow Pill. May I know which one Fellow Zhao wants?" The middle-aged man said with a smile.
"Only these four? Are there any other antidote pills? "Wang Changsheng shook his head and said.
"There is also the Spirit Cleansing Pill, but this pill is extremely difficult to refine. Our shop has an alchemist who can refine this pill, but whether or not you can persuade her to refine the pill for you depends on you." The middle-aged man nodded and said.
"Oh, is this alchemist here? May I know if Fellow Hao can introduce me to her? "Wang Changsheng's eyes turned and he asked.
"No problem. Fellow Zhao, please wait for a moment." The middle-aged man readily agreed. After that, he turned and walked to a side room on the second floor.
Not long after, the middle-aged man walked out, followed by a yellow-clothed woman with delicate facial features and a graceful figure. She was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.
"Junior Martial Sister Liu, this is Fellow Zhao who wants you to help refine the Spirit Cleansing Pill." The middle-aged man pointed at Wang Changsheng and introduced him.
The yellow-clothed woman nodded. Her nose lightly sniffed a few times, and a trace of disgust quickly flashed through her eyes.
"Fairy Liu, right? I hope Fellow Liu can help me refine a cauldron of Spirit Cleansing Pills. The price is negotiable. "Wang Changsheng said straightforwardly.
"Do you have a thousand-year-old spirit herb?" The yellow-clothed woman said coldly.
"What? Do you need a thousand-year-old spirit herb to refine the Spirit Cleansing Pill? "Wang Changsheng asked calmly.
"No need, but I need a thousand-year-old spirit herb. Without a thousand-year-old spirit herb, don't expect me to refine the Spirit Cleansing Pill for you." The yellow-clothed woman said coldly.
"I don't have a thousand-year-old spirit herb on me, but I still have two to three thousand spirit stones. How about this! If Fairy Liu can help me refine a cauldron of Spirit Cleansing Pills, in addition to the two thousand spirit stones, I will also give Fairy Liu two five-hundred-year-old spirit herbs. How about it? "Wang Changsheng pondered for a moment and said.
Hearing this, the yellow-clothed woman's face was somewhat moved. After thinking for a moment, she opened her mouth and said, "The Spirit Cleansing Pill is extremely difficult to refine. Being able to refine one out of ten cauldrons is already not bad. The reward you give is far from enough."
"I can add another two thousand spirit stones." Wang Changsheng clenched his teeth and said.
"Sorry, I don't lack spirit stones. Right now I'm only interested in the thousand-year-old spirit herb. Without a thousand-year-old spirit herb, I won't help you refine the Spirit Cleansing Pill." The yellow-clothed woman shook her head and said coldly. Finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the side room.
"Sorry, Fellow Zhao, Junior Martial Sister Liu's temper is like this. Would you like to look elsewhere? Or perhaps you can bid on a thousand-year-old spirit herb before coming back? "The middle-aged man smiled embarrassedly and suggested.
Hearing this, Wang Changsheng nodded his head and turned around to walk downstairs.
In reality, Wang Changsheng did have a thousand-year-old spirit herb. However, this was the Qing Dan Sect's territory. He didn't dare to take out the thousand-year-old spirit herb. Who knew if the other party would be tempted by his wealth? One must know that not long ago, because of the five thousand spirit stones, several disciples of the Qing Dan Sect harbored evil intentions and followed him.
A thousand-year-old spirit herb was something that even a Core Formation cultivator would be tempted by.
Other than worrying that the other party would be tempted by his wealth, Wang Changsheng had another concern. That was, the other party had accepted the thousand-year-old spirit herb but was perfunctory about it.
The Qing Dan Pavilion was opened by the Qing Dan Sect. If the other party said that they couldn't refine the Spirit Cleansing Pill, Wang Changsheng was helpless.
After leaving the Qing Dan Pavilion, Wang Changsheng went to a few shops that sold spirit herbs. There were many antidotes, but Wang Changsheng had already tried them all. They were all useless.
It seemed that he still had to ask the yellow-clothed woman for help. However, if he took out the thousand-year-old spirit herb, Wang Changsheng was worried that the other party would be tempted by his wealth.
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