In a secret room in the Underworld Corpse Sect, Wang Changsheng was sitting cross-legged, inhaling and exhaling.
A woman's voice suddenly came from outside, "Master, the guests are all here. We're just waiting for you."
As soon as the voice fell, Wang Changsheng opened his eyes, which flashed with a bright light.
He got up and walked out. Liu Qing was standing outside with a respectful expression.
"Where's Senior Huang?" Wang Changsheng asked casually.
"Martial Uncle Huang is entertaining the guests," Liu Qing said respectfully.
Wang Changsheng nodded and walked out with Liu Qing.
After walking out of the palace, Wang Changsheng waved his sleeve, and a small black boat flew out. The boat expanded as it hovered in front of him.
Wang Changsheng's figure flashed and appeared on the black flying boat. Liu Qing also jumped on.
Wang Changsheng made a hand seal and the black flying boat shone brightly. It turned into a black light and flew away.
Not long after, the black flying boat appeared in the sky above a mountain and landed on the top. A black palace more than three hundred feet tall stood on the top of the mountain. Dozens of Underworld Corpse Sect disciples stood on both sides of the palace with respectful expressions.
"Greetings, Martial Ancestor Wang." The Foundation Establishment Stage disciples on both sides said in unison. Their voices were very loud and resounded through the clouds. They could be heard from far away.
Wang Changsheng nodded and strode towards the black palace with Liu Qing following closely behind.
The black palace was very spacious. Dozens of Core Formation Stage cultivators stood on both sides with respectful expressions. Huang Yan sat in the main seat with an empty chair next to him.
Wang Changsheng nodded at Huang Yan and walked over quickly. He sat down on the chair next to Huang Yan.
"Congratulations to Senior Wang for forming the Yuanying." The dozens of Core Formation Stage cultivators from all over bowed and said in unison.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng felt very proud. He smiled at the crowd and said, "Thank you all for coming to my Nascent Soul Ceremony. Because there are a lot of guests, if there is any delay, please don't blame me. Come, serve the tea."
Just as he finished speaking, a group of young and beautiful female cultivators walked in with trays in their hands. They poured a cup of fragrant tea for each of the Core Formation cultivators.
Everyone drank the tea and said in unison, "Thank you for the tea, Senior Wang."
After drinking the tea, a beautiful middle-aged woman said, "I'm Chen Yan, a messenger from the He Huan Sect. Under the orders of my sect's Grand Elder, I'm here to present three thousand year old herbs and five kilograms of gold essence as a congratulatory gift. In addition, my sect's Junior Sister Mu found out that Senior Wang had reached the Nascent Soul stage and sent two Level 6 Purple Cloud Scorpion Cores as a congratulatory gift. She also asked me to bring a message to Senior Wang. Junior Sister Mu congratulates Senior Wang on reaching the Nascent Soul stage."
After she finished speaking, she took out two red and white jade boxes and a red wooden box and handed them to a maid.
Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed with surprise. He asked, "Is the Junior Sister Mu you're talking about Mu Wanwan, Fairy Mu?"
"Yes." The middle-aged woman nodded.
"Fairy Mu is very thoughtful. I'll have to trouble Chen Xianzi to help me bring a message to Fairy Mu. Just say that I'm very grateful for this gift," Wang Changsheng said sincerely.
High-level demon cores were very rare in Dong Yu. Other than some large-scale auctions, they were rarely seen. Two Level Six demon cores were worth about 100,000 spirit stones. Even if there was a market, it was still priceless. Normally, it would be bartered.
Mu Wanwan's gift was indeed not cheap. Wang Changsheng secretly remembered this favor in his heart.
The middle-aged woman readily agreed, and sat down on a chair.
Next, representatives from various sects and clans presented their congratulatory gifts one after another. Some were thousand-year-old Spirit Medicines, some were materials for refining Dharma weapons, and some were high level Yao Cores. All of them were precious items.
Although the gifts presented by these people were precious, they couldn't compare to the two Level 6 Yao Cores that Mu Wanwan gave.
After the last emissary delivered the congratulatory gift, Wang Changsheng began to share his cultivation experience with everyone. The group of Core Formation cultivators listened very seriously.
Immortal Wang spoke for four whole hours. He was explaining his own cultivation experiences to everyone, but also reminiscing about his own past, feeling many emotions stirring within him.
After the Nascent Soul Ceremony ended, Wang Changsheng brought Liu Qing back to his residence.
"Here are a few sets of materials and the recipe for a Myriad Poison Pill. See if you can refine it. I'll give you as much as you can." Wang Changsheng took out an exquisite storage pouch and handed it to Liu Qing.
"Disciple understands. Disciple will go and refine the pills now." Liu Qing respectfully accepted the storage pouch and turned to leave.
Wang Changsheng flipped his palm and a red wooden box appeared in his hand. He opened the wooden box and saw two purple balls the size of a longan. These were two Level 6 Yao Cores.
Wang Changsheng looked at the two Level 6 Yao Cores in the wooden box with a strange expression on his face.
To be honest, Mu Wanwan gave Wang Changsheng two Level 6 Yao Cores, which was beyond Wang Changsheng's expectations.
After accepting Mu Wanwan's gift, Wang Changsheng would have to be more courteous when meeting Mu Wanwan in the future.
Although Mu Wanwan's gift was precious, Wang Changsheng didn't think much of it. He already had seven or eight Level 6 Yao Cores, which he obtained from killing high level poisonous insects in the Five Immortals Hidden Realm.
Wang Changsheng put away the red wooden box and looked into the distance. No one knew what he was thinking.
Three days later, Liu Qing appeared in front of Wang Changsheng again with a face full of joy.
"Master, disciple failed several times, but finally succeeded in refining ten Myriad Poison Pills." Liu Qing said as she flipped her jade hand and a white porcelain bottle appeared in her hand. She handed the white porcelain bottle to Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng took the porcelain bottle and opened the cork. He poured out a longan sized black pill that emitted a fishy smell.
He put the black pill under his nose and sniffed it a few times. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Not bad. You can refine ten Myriad Poison Pills on your first try. This is far beyond my expectations. It seems that your attainment in alchemy is extraordinary."
"It's all thanks to you that I was able to refine ten Myriad Poison Pills. If you give me a few more sets of materials, I'll be able to refine even more Myriad Poison Pills," Liu Qing said confidently. Her eyes were filled with pride.
Her grandfather was an alchemy master. She started learning alchemy when she was very young. With her grandfather's guidance, her alchemy skills were naturally far superior to ordinary alchemists.
"Well, if you refine pills for Master well, Master will definitely not treat you badly. I'll give you these spiritual herbs as a reward!" Take it as a reward. "After saying this, Immortal Wang flipped his hand, and a three foot long wooden box appeared in his hand.
Liu Qing's face lit up. She thanked him and respectfully took the wooden box.
"Get ready. We'll leave the Underworld Corpse Sect soon and go to the Azure Sun Mountain Range," Wang Changsheng ordered as he put away the Myriad Poison Pills.
"Yes, Master." Liu Qing responded and turned around to leave.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
