Warding Of Evil Spirit

Chapter 38 Jade Fire Born in the Toad Palace

Hill, a verdant forest shrouded in layers of mist, was

nestled in the mountains near the Spirit Hill market. Chu Weiyang sat cross-legged on a high rock, the young man able to faintly see the dim lights of the market through the mist, thanks to the terrain.

Perhaps it was time to observe, for in some courtyards the firelight seemed much brighter, and upon closer listening, one could faintly hear the mournful wailing.

No longer restraining himself, no longer suppressing

his emotions, Chu Weiyang sighed softly, simply sitting there, one hand holding a porcelain bottle, the other cupped beneath the rim. With a flick of his wrist, he poured out a handful of fragrant medicinal herbs.

Then he popped them into his mouth, swallowing them like candy, without a second thought.

With a flip, a fall, a clasp, Chu Weiyang's movements were mechanical and practiced. In the blink of an eye, while the wind still carried the faint sound of weeping, Chu Weiyang had already consumed an entire porcelain bottle of Hundred Herbs Calamity-Breaking Pills.

Gently shaking his shoulders, Chu Weiyang seemed to be feeling the warm current flowing through his five internal organs and chakras and descending through his central meridian. After a long while, the young man exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and a little life returned to his pale face.

As Steward Ma said, if he were well-prepared, killing a peak Qi Refining stage cultivator would not be impossible.

But no matter what, it was still something that required all his strength.

Leaving aside how precious the poisonous mud used on the longsword was, just for the sword Steward Ma threw, and to shake Yan Jianming's mind and emotions before the attack, Chu Weiyang not only drained two large bowls of blood from himself, but also endured excruciating pain to refine some accumulated evil qi from his limbs and bones.

As for the final few breaths that truly determined life and death, they almost exhausted the last bit of strength in Chu Weiyang's chronically ill body.

Fortunately, he was cultivating the "Five Viscera Qi-Nourishing Essence Technique," which allowed him to replenish his waning energy quickly, as long as he ate enough.

Chu Weiyang shook the empty bottle in his hand for a moment, then somewhat dissatisfiedly put it into his Qiankun pouch.

"I need to prepare earlier. I should have focused more on the 'Secret Excerpt of the Essential Principles of the Myriad Spirits' and those two pill formulas.' Perhaps because I've been eating the Hundred Herbs Overcoming Calamity Pill like it's a meal, now that the precious medicine is in the cauldron, the refining of my primordial qi is still normal, but the medicinal power extracted is decreasing day by day. Now it's probably only about half of what it was at the beginning!"

Chu Weiyang lamented, and the only response he received was Steward Ma's still heavy breathing.

Unlike Chu Weiyang, who could compensate with the "Five Viscera Qi-Nourishing Essence Technique," Steward Ma seemed to have a great weight lifted from his shoulders after leaving the place where he had fought Yan Jianming.

Within moments, he was utterly exhausted. He struggled to even cling to the edge of the basket, then began panting heavily, his forehead covered in layers of sweat that he couldn't wipe away with his sleeve.

Now, Steward Ma leaned against the basket's outer wall, his hands braced against a boulder, greedily inhaling the clear air of the forest.

After a long while, he finally caught his breath, his face still pale, but no longer sweating.

"It's no use, really no use! Just one sword strike, just a full-force strike with all my might..."

"It really is no use..."

With a sigh, Steward Ma turned his head to look at Chu Weiyang.

"The Panwang Sect's methods, and the matters of alchemy and poison, I still can't quite explain."

"I just think that cultivation requires a balanced approach. Now you have more than one method for transforming, dispelling, and refining evil, so there's no need to get too caught up in or waste your energy on any one path..." "

Since you've chosen the demonic path, perhaps following the demonic cultivator's domineering mindset is the right way! Recklessly push your way to the peak of the Qi Refining stage. Whether you refine primordial energy or medicinal power, as long as it opens the door to transcendence, that's the right path!"

"Right now, in this vast sea of ​​trees, in this immense Jade Marrow River region, no one can escape this predicament."

"Every bit of increase in cultivation now might give you a better chance of survival when facing tribulation."

"As for other things... this isn't the time to think about that." "

But when you escape again, you should consider these things on the road, whether it's finding a new pill formula or a different kind of precious elixir, it's all good."

"I don't know about other things, but it's said that when the people of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion cultivate this technique, they prepare about ten kinds of pills from the beginning, taking them interchangeably. They say that this combination can produce a unique fragrance and prevent the medicinal power from being worn down too quickly. When there are any obvious changes, they replace the pills one by one..."

As he said this, Manager Ma's gaze towards Chu Weiyang became increasingly mischievous.

"You, you only know the Panwang Sect's successors, and you don't know..."

Manager Ma hesitated, then shook his head with a smile.

Chu Weiyang naturally understood Manager Ma's unspoken meaning, which was simply saying that he was more like an unofficial disciple of the Qian Yuan Sword Sect and an honorary cultivator of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

So Chu Weiyang smiled and waved his hand.

"To be honest, I have no sectarian prejudice."

"On the life-and-death road of fighting with others, perhaps it is only by learning from the strengths of many that one can truly find the way to survival."

As he spoke, Chu Weiyang drew a blood-stained Qiankun pouch from his waist.

With a flick of his wrist, Chu Weiyang extravagantly took out the Dragon-Tiger Rejuvenation Pill and held it in his hand.

His other hand withdrew from his storage pouch, clutching a clean and tidy Taoist book.

On the cover of the book were several large, ancient seal characters—

"The Essential Secrets of the Heart-Devouring and Life-Summoning Curse Spoken by the Old Mother of Danxia."

Chu Weiyang understood that those who wanted his life were far more than just Yan Jianming.

He needed more—he needed more resources at every level!

And this storage pouch he had taken from Yan Jianming was like rain after a long drought, a spring in the desert!

Thus, Chu Weiyang swallowed the pill with one hand and turned the pages of the Taoist book with the other.

In the nearby market, the crying gradually subsided, the thick fog thinned, and the eastern sky began to lighten.

It was sunrise.

At that very moment, just as Chu Weiyang was about to put the pill between his fingers into his mouth, the young man suddenly stopped.

The Taoist book lay scattered on his knees. Chu Weiyang suddenly pressed his hand to his chest, above the Crimson Palace of the heart.

Perhaps the essence of the *Five Viscera Qi-Nourishing Essence Technique* lay in the five viscera's chakras, where a heart flame transformed into a furnace fire, supporting the elixir cauldron in the stomach above the viscera's chakras.

Perhaps the core of the *Great Sun Pure Yang Toad Fishing Technique* also resided in the Crimson Palace of the middle dantian, refining the heart fire with poisonous energy.

At this moment, a harmonious change was born within his inner circulatory system.

As if struck by a sudden inspiration, Chu Weiyang, with a surge of courage from who knows where, drew his longsword from behind his back. The hand holding the elixir pressed it heavily against the sword's spine. He tilted

his head back and licked his lips.

It was as if he had swallowed a handful of chili peppers, a burst of flame!

Immediately afterward, Chu Weiyang summoned the dragon and tiger to meet, calming the precious medicine within the cauldron. Simultaneously, he pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, focusing his mind on the "Azure Dragon Fishing for the Toad" diagram.

A moment later, Chu Weiyang opened his eyes in surprise.

The young man's bright eyes reflected the morning glow, and for a fleeting moment, it seemed as if a flash of emerald light had passed by.

Chu Weiyang sat upright on the boulder, bathed in the morning light, clapping his hands and laughing heartily.

"Excellent—! Absolutely excellent—!"