Mai Bao Xiao Lang Jun
Chapter 117 Three Talents Pill Opportunity
Inside the magnificent palace in the dream world, the Dream Weaver, clad in black robes, stepped out of the mist into the vast hall, the sound of his footsteps echoing in the empty space.
He quickly reached the throne and bowed, saying, "Great Elder, something has happened. Yuanshi Tianzun and Fu Qingyang joined forces and killed Seventh Elder and Eleventh Elder, as well as the two Sovereigns of the South Branch of the Spiritual Energy Society."
The cloaked giant, towering three meters high on the throne, lowered his head and fell into a long silence.
This was already the fifth Sovereign of the South Faction to die at the hands of Yuanshi Tianzun.
From the initial Sixth Elder to Third Elder, Ninth Elder, and now Seventh Elder and Eleventh Elder, five Sovereigns... given the scarcity of evil professions, it would take three years to replenish them with new potential ascendants.
No, five years.
Because Yi Chuanmei, who had the best chance of ascending to Sovereign, and several other Dream Weavers had already returned to the Spirit Realm; the replacements were almost all dead.
The Great Elder's voice was layered and ethereal, conveying a suppressed anger.
The Dream Weaver continued, "The official account of the Songhai Branch issued an announcement this afternoon, saying they will launch a hunting operation against our South Faction Elders, led by Yuanshi Tianzun and Fu Qingyang..."
Perhaps sensing the Great Elder's leaking rage, the Dream Weaver felt a little apprehensive.
The dream palace shook violently, like a sudden earthquake.
After a while, the tremors stopped. The reporting Dream Weaver prostrated on the ground, not daring to move.
The Sect Leader participated in the destruction of the No Trace Hotel and formed a deadly feud with Yuanshi Tianzun. Having failed to strangle him in the Saint realm, the South Faction's suffering today was inevitable. The Great Elder sighed and said in a deep voice, "Draft an announcement for me. South Faction members should act discreetly in the near future, avoid going out, and avoid gatherings."
As for the other Elders, he would notify them himself.
"Understood," the Dream Weaver bowed and retreated.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Zhang Yuanqing, who had been indulging in debauchery with his fair-skinned girlfriend Bai Lu from morning till night, curled up in bed, drenched in sweat. His girlfriend, wearing a bathrobe, came to the top floor of the villa.
With the help of Fu Qingyang and the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick of the Taiyi School, he had successfully gathered the materials and was preparing to enter the gang's warehouse tonight to refine the two Elders of the Nihility Sect.
One was the Eleventh Elder, a level 7 mid-stage, and the other was the Seventh Elder, a level 7 late-stage.
It was worth mentioning that the Nihility Sect's Elders were ranked by strength in the top five, and from the sixth onward, they were ranked by seniority. Therefore, although the Eleventh Elder had more experience points than the Ninth Elder, he was ranked lower because the Ninth Elder had ascended to Sovereign a few years earlier.
Before entering the gang's warehouse, Zhang Yuanqing planned to deduce the opportunity to refine the Three Talents Pill.
He now had an upgrade plan, but without the medicinal herbs, everything was just empty talk.
But finding a suitable main ingredient was not easy. Hunting the Dark Night Rose Protector was too difficult, and entering the Taiyi School dungeon was unlikely!
What his brain couldn't solve, he could only hope for through stargazing.
Taking out the Da Luo Star Plate and using the power of the stars to ignite the stars on the plate, Zhang Yuanqing looked up at the starry sky, his temperament becoming ethereal and mysterious, pure starlight flowing in his eyes.
The Zhou Tian stars changed like program code, predicting the future development and intersecting the direction of the river of fate.
Zhang Yuanqing did not see his end in the river of fate.
This meant that he would inevitably participate in demigod-level battles in the future. His level was not high enough to deduce the secrets of heaven.
He looked back in the river of fate, narrowed the scale of deduction, focused on upgrading, and then saw many blurred shadows.
Zhang Yuanqing took these shadows into his eyes and repeatedly deduced them.
After a full hour, he opened his eyes. He had received a prediction from the stellar image: the opportunity to refine the Three Talents Pill would be in 35 days.
However, it seemed to involve a higher level of power, so he couldn't see it clearly and could only get a premonition.
"35 days later..." Zhang Yuanqing put away the star plate and disappeared from the villa rooftop.
In the Mo Sect's Mechanical City dungeon, Zhang Yuanqing inscribed the spiritual talisman array to summon Niangniang (the Lady), but after waiting for half a day, the old crone read his message but didn't reply, ignoring him.
"Alas, it seems she doesn't want to see me recently," Zhang Yuanqing sighed in disappointment.
He was thinking of asking her to catch a Night Wanderer for him to eat, but now it seemed that improving the pill formula was the greatest concession the stubborn and unyielding Niangniang would make.
Zhang Yuanqing erased the spiritual talisman array and began to depict the Spirit Refining Array.
After the spiritual talisman array was drawn, he spat out the power of Taiyin, transforming it into an old man and a young man, who were none other than Seventh Elder and Eleventh Elder.
The two spiritual bodies, seeing the light of day again, were filled with resentment, but they were immediately bound in the array by the bursting cold yin energy of the spiritual talisman array.
"Two Elders, hand over the props and materials in your inventory," Zhang Yuanqing said with a smile.
"Yuanshi Tianzun!" The young Eleventh Elder's face was distorted. "We would rather self-destruct our primordial spirit than become your slaves. The Great Elder and the Sect Leader will avenge us!" But they were suppressed by the array and could not self-destruct.
Seventh Elder sneered. "Want our family fortune? Dream on. Kill us if you have the ability."
Zhang Yuanqing sighed. "Is being stubborn a traditional skill of your South Faction? I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. I'll let Ninth Elder do your ideological work."
A mouthful of Taiyin power sprayed out, transforming into a black-smoked beautiful woman, Ninth Elder. Seeing her two colleagues standing in the familiar array, she was first stunned, then her expression turned strange, and she said with a complex look, "You... you're here too."
She felt a little unwilling, a little indignant, a little bitter. Two more Elders of the South Faction had suffered Yuanshi Tianzun's poisonous hands.
But deep down, there was also a hint of schadenfreude.
She had been rained on herself, and seeing others being rained on, she felt especially happy... that was the nature of evil professions.
The two Elders of the South Faction stared at her coldly. "You actually gave yourself to Yuanshi Tianzun. Living so shamelessly, you might as well die. Cleanly."
"You are not worthy of being an Elder of the South Faction."
"Heh, forget how you became a freelance dream harlot, embarrassing yourself."
Ninth Elder listened with a smile. After the two bastards finished scolding, she said calmly, "Between life and death, I chose life. What's wrong with that!"
"What's shameful about becoming the master's spirit servant? The master is the most sentimental. The spirit servants and yin corpses who followed him early on... the former has been promoted to the peak Saint, and the latter has even stepped into the Sovereign realm..."
"If I serve the master well, I might be able to step into a higher level in the future. Not to mention being a slave, I only hate that I don't have a physical body and can't serve him with my beauty."
Speaking of this, she changed the subject and said coldly, "You are in the Spirit Refining Array. You can't self-destruct or resist. You are destined to become spirit servants. As the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances. Since you have fallen into the master's hands, why not abandon darkness and turn to the light like me and suffer less?"
"Your props and materials are just a bonus to the master. Do you really think they are so important? Just a dispensable proof of allegiance. You will be tortured and abused by the master in the future as spirit servants. Why bother?"
The two Elders' expressions changed.
They were fish on the chopping board. They really had no ability to negotiate or resist. In the future, they wouldn't even be able to self-destruct if they became spirit servants.
Zhang Yuanqing clapped his hands and said, "Your props will still be used by you. I don't want them, and I don't care about them."
After the spirit body was refined into a spirit servant, it was equivalent to death. The character card would automatically return to the Spirit Realm, and the items in the inventory would naturally return with it. He didn't care about them.
It was not difficult to see that the two Elders did not have any good props. In the battle during the day, neither of them had top-quality props, and they were both level 7 quality props.
Prop Heavenly Venerate no longer cared about level 7 mid-to-low-quality props.
However, instead of returning to the Spirit Realm, it was better to stay and let the spirit servants use them in the future. The stronger the spirit servants, the stronger he would be.
Hearing Yuanshi Tianzun's promise, the two Elders of the South Faction looked at each other, hesitating and entangled. After a full quarter of an hour, the two chose to surrender.
In fact, even if they didn't surrender, they couldn't escape the fate of being enslaved. Instead of that, it was better to hand over the props and materials and switch from the South Faction to Yuanshi Tianzun's command.
New job, new life.
The next day, Zhang Yuanqing woke up from a light sleep with Guan Ya in his arms. After getting dressed and washing up briefly, he crushed the teleportation jade talisman.
The scenery instantly blurred and then became clear. In a medieval-style council hall, his figure appeared at the head of a solid wood long table covered with animal skins. A few seconds later, figures appeared out of thin air in the seats.
Xiahou Aotian, the Palace Master of Zhisha, the Demon Eye Heavenly King, Xiao Yuan, and Ms. Jojo. The tabby cat jumped onto the table from the high-backed chair, stood up its tail, arched its back, and yawned lazily, "Calling a meeting so urgently, who are we going to kill again? Can I apply to have Curly Dog attend the meeting for me in the future?"
"No, Ms. Jojo," Zhang Yuanqing said with a smile. "Elder Dog is not a member of our gang."
He then turned to the other three and said, "The meeting I want to convey to you is an internal meeting of the Returned from the Dead... Today's meeting announces two things: First, I am about to enter the dungeon of the Goddess of Beauty Association and conduct a marathon-style dungeon攻略 for 35 days. During this period, you should be as low-key as possible and not cause trouble..."
"Second, 35 days later, no matter what you have, you should all take the time. I will arrange tasks on that day."
Ms. Jojo widened her cat eyes. "Are you preparing to sprint for Peng to be promoted to Lord of the Sun?"
The expressions of everyone present were different. Xiahou Aotian was a little surprised. In his opinion, the intensity of the previous dungeon was already the limit of the limit.
Whether psychologically or physiologically, he felt a little uncomfortable.
He didn't expect Yuanshi Tianzun to carry out a more intense and higher-intensity upgrade. Was he stimulated or did he feel some pressure?
Xiao Yuan was more worried and frowned, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice, "I looked at the stars last night and found that the fate two months later cannot be deduced or viewed. This means that two months later, the general trend of the world will be chaotic and involve a very high level."
"I have a premonition that something big will happen in two months."
The Demon Eye Heavenly King's eyebrows stood on end, "In two months, will the morality value disappear again?"
Zhang Yuanqing said, "It's very likely."
No wonder he was in a hurry to upgrade. Everyone suddenly understood. Yuanshi Tianzun, who intended to compete for the position of Lord of the Sun, was now only a level 7 Sovereign, far from the peak Sovereign, let alone the demigod realm.
It was normal to feel pressured.
"Two months..." The Demon Eye Heavenly King murmured to himself.
Zhang Yuanqing continued, "This upgrade, I will not take anyone with me again. You should all lie dormant. I will communicate with the Goddess of Beauty Association and regularly publish the dungeon攻略 situation. You can learn about my situation through the published information."
"If I die in the dungeon, Xiahou Aotian will take over the position of gang leader and become your leader."
For some reason, Xiahou Aotian didn't feel happy.
"During the dungeon period, I can't provide you with any help. I will transfer the props in the gang's warehouse to Xiahou Aotian. If you really encounter something, you can find him."
Zhang Yuanqing said, "If there are no problems, let's end the meeting."
"Wait!" The Palace Master of Zhisha raised his hand and asked, "Will there be sleeping women in the dungeon of the Goddess of Beauty Association's gang dungeon?"
Xiao Yuan immediately looked over with burning eyes, like a lioness guarding her territory.
Zhang Yuanqing pretended not to hear and said without changing his expression, "Meeting adjourned."
Bang!
He took the lead in leaving the meeting hall.