Yang Wu didn't even have time to relax before the chattering young women all retreated like a receding tide.
Yang Wu was instantly dumbfounded.
Weren't they supposed to show off their battle prowess in bed and see his powerful muscles?
How could they just leave like that? Who would help him wipe his nosebleed? Was there any justice in this world?
"It's good to be young, you even have a nosebleed," Old Zui sighed softly. He couldn't even get a nosebleed if he wanted to, which was even more tragic.
These young women all looked slutty and were willing to be taken advantage of, but when it came to doing something, they were even more unyielding than a woman. Old Zui had a deep understanding of this.
Old Zui arranged a room for Yang Wu to rest in and ordered some people to bring some good wine and dishes, preparing to have a drink with Yang Wu.
As they drank, there were two young women in alluring clothes on each side of them. Anyone who saw this scene would feel that they had good luck with women, but for a hot-blooded young man like Yang Wu, it was truly a torment. He could only look but not eat, so what was the point of life?
Old Zui was happy as he drank, and he continued to talk about the rules and situations of the Medicine Union. Yang Wu committed all of this to memory.
Yang Wu rested in Old Zui's room for the night, and the next day, a young woman named "Vivian" took him to tour the Medicine Union Headquarters.
Vivian was a tall and beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure. When she walked, she was like a water snake, twisting her sexy waist and buttocks. She was very seductive, and her words were graceful and moving, making it easy for others to feel close to her.
Last night, after Yang Wu had suffered a loss, he began to restrain his thoughts and ignore any temptations from the other party. He only paid attention to the places that Vivian introduced to him. For example, the Alchemy Plaza, where Little Saint Alchemists or Holy Elders would usually concoct pills and discuss alchemy. For example, the Herb Hall, where all kinds of medicinal herbs were gathered, and as long as one contributed enough to the Medicine Union, they could exchange for the herbs they needed. For example, the Alchemy Pavilion, where all kinds of pill recipes were collected, and there were also pill recipes prepared by the Medicine Union …
Every place was guarded by a powerful martial artist, and not just anyone could walk around freely.
Among so many places, apart from the Alchemy Plaza, the Alchemy Pavilion was the most lively place. Many alchemists walked in and out of this place in order to learn and record more pill recipes.
The alchemists who could enter the main altar had basically reached the level of Little Saint Alchemist. There were a small number of Heaven rank alchemists, or the disciples of those Holy Elders in the main altar. The number was not small.
The Pill Formulae Pavilion had a total of five floors. Each floor contained an extremely large number of pill formulae, and the higher one went, the more precious they were. Aside from the first floor being open to ordinary alchemists, the other floors required corresponding conditions to be able to enter.
Yang Wu had not been conferred the position of Holy Elder yet. He was only a Holy Alchemist and could enter the first and second floor. After being conferred the title of Holy Elder, he could enter the third floor. As for the fourth and fifth floor, he would need to make a corresponding contribution before he was qualified.
Yang Wu walked into the Dan Formula Pavilion to take a look. When everyone saw the badge he hung, they all bowed and greeted him, "Lord Saint Alchemist."
They already knew that Yang Wu was a Saint Alchemist brought back by Old Man Zui, and that he was not on good terms with the Xing Clan. No one purposely tried to curry favor with Yang Wu, nor did they alienate him.
Every alchemist had their own personality, and would not be easily affected by external matters.
Yang Wu nodded in response, and then looked at the pill formulae here.
There were tens of thousands of pill recipe scrolls here, and each scroll was placed on a shelf. The name and grade of the pill recipe were pasted on the front of the scrolls. There were pill recipes of the lowest grade recorded here, and there were also pill recipes that had reached the Heaven grade. Each pill recipe had a different use.
Yang Wu had Little Hei's inheritance, and he also had a large number of pill formulae. However, when he saw the number of pill formulae in front of him, he was still shocked.
Vivian said softly, "This place has been accumulating for tens of thousands of years, and there are many pill formulae. Don't look down on some low grade pill formulae, but sometimes their uses are comparable to high grade pill formulae."
Yang Wu thought deeply and said, "It doesn't matter if the pill formulae are expensive or low grade, as long as they can help people, they are good pill formulae."
"Lord Yang Wu is indeed wise." Vivian praised, and then said, "If anyone can provide a pill formula that is different from the ones here, they will be rewarded handsomely by the Alliance. They can directly exchange it for a pill formula, high grade pills, or even some Soul Cultivation Techniques..."
Yang Wu remembered Vivian's words, and then began to look through the pill formulae here.
As an alchemist, no one would complain about having too many pill formulae. He had Little Hei's pill formulae, but he lacked something that belonged to him. If he could make his own pill formulae, perhaps he would be able to take a higher step on the path of alchemy.
Yang Wu had a battle soul, and his memory was astonishing. His eidetic memory was displayed, and he quickly flipped through the pill formulae, memorizing them one by one.
Some of the pill formulae here were not ones that he had seen before, and they had various uses, which was an eye-opener for him.
However, some of the pill formulae clearly had loopholes or flaws, and were not perfect.
Yang Wu did not spend time correcting these loopholes or flaws, and only focused on memorizing more pill formulae. As long as it was a pill formula that he did not have, he would look through it.
Vivian, who was following beside him, was puzzled by Yang Wu's actions. Yang Wu was already a Saint Alchemist, so why was he looking at such low grade pill formulae?
Shouldn't he go directly to the second floor to look at the higher grade pill formulae?
Was he just putting on a show?
Vivian followed Yang Wu for an hour, and finally understood that Yang Wu was not playing around, but was seriously looking at the pill formulae. She immediately had a whole new level of respect for Yang Wu, "No wonder you can become a Saint Alchemist at such a young age."
Only a truly diligent alchemist would be able to memorize these pill formulae one by one.
Yang Wu was not stupid enough to record every pill formula. He only looked at the ones that he had never seen before, or those that had strange effects, or those that he found interesting.
Yang Wu looked at the formulae for four hours, and then remembered that there was a young woman beside him. He quickly said to her, "You can go back, I might not leave this place for a while. If there is anything, you can come and inform me."
"Do you want to stay here?" Vivian asked in surprise.
"It's rare for me to come here, so of course I have to take a good look." Yang Wu nodded.
"Uh... Alright, then take your time to look." Vivian did not dare to ask any more questions. She responded and turned to leave.
Although there were many pill formulae, each one was not easy to memorize. If one looked at them too much, they would feel bored and uncomfortable. Not many people could look at pill formulae for a long time.
Vivian felt that after a day, Yang Wu would definitely not want to come here again.
Who would have thought that Yang Wu would soak for seven days, reaching a realm where he would forget to eat and sleep. In seven days, he had memorized thousands of pill formulae, and the petals of his Divine Court Dao Flower that were imprinted with the Dao of alchemy had grown stronger. The Dao of alchemy not only required alchemy techniques, but also required pill formulae as nourishment in order to be more condensed.
Yang Wu could not help but sigh at the ingenuity of many alchemists. Some pill formulae only needed a few herbs to concoct extraordinary medicinal liquids, while some pill formulae used many poisons to combine together, and could actually form non-poisonous pills …
These were all things that he had not thought about in the past. After seeing so many pill formulae, he felt that he still needed to study the path of alchemy carefully before he could go further.
Many people in the Pill Formulae Pavilion noticed Yang Wu's existence. He had stayed here for seven days, and these alchemists were very impressed. They could also stay here for seven days, but they definitely could not memorize so many pill formulae like Yang Wu.
Yang Wu had completely forgotten about the time. He walked towards the second floor and continued to look for suitable pill formulae.
The second floor contained pill formulae that were king level and above. The highest level was Minor Saint level pill formulae. There were no saint level pill formulae here.
The number of alchemists on this floor had obviously decreased. Not everyone could casually flip through the formulae here.
Yang Wu did not care about others, and continued to focus on looking at the pill formulae. Before the conferring ceremony, he would remember as much as he could.
Another three days passed, and Yang Wu's name was completely spread out.
"The new Saint Alchemist Yang Wu is very strange. He stayed on the first and second floor of the Pill Formulae Pavilion for ten days. Why is a dignified Saint Alchemist interested in low level pill formulae?"
"He is really an incredible person. Every pill formula is cryptic and difficult to understand. Looking at it for a long time will make people want to vomit. How can he persist for so long?"
"He is a Saint Alchemist. How can we compare to him? Senior Sister stayed in the Pill Formulae Pavilion for half a year. That is really abnormal."
"I heard that he is the youngest Saint Alchemist since the establishment of the alliance. He is only 23 years old. He is even younger than Senior Sister."
"This must be fake. Even if he started cultivating in his mother's womb, he would not be able to reach such a level."
"I heard that Saint Elder Xing Ya Shang is very dissatisfied with this Saint Alchemist."
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Yang Wu did not care about what was happening outside. He memorized many pill formulae one by one.
Unknowingly, a strange phenomenon formed in his mind. His battle soul was meditating to refine the pills of each pill formula. Every time he looked at a pill formula, his battle soul would refine that pill. His understanding of the Alchemy Dao would improve.
Suddenly, the pill formulae in the Pill Formulae Pavilion moved by themselves. The words of the pill formulae turned into specks of light and gathered towards Yang Wu's Divine Courtyard.
The pill formulae chose their master and the dao fruit was formed.
This was a shocking phenomenon.
Everyone in the Pill Formulae Pavilion was completely stunned.
They all looked towards where the light was gathering. Yang Wu was surrounded by the light of words. He was like an alchemy immortal. Countless words turned into medicinal herbs and fell into his Divine Courtyard Dao Flower. He looked so transcendent and divine.
"Is … is this the legendary phenomenon of great success in the Alchemy Dao?"
"Pill formulae have spirits. They have taken Yang Wu as their master and are willing to become a part of him. This is incredible."
"A great fortune, a true great fortune. Is he a natural-born Alchemy God's son?"
"I kneel. I am willing to become Yang Wu's servant."
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