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第一百零九章 灵药山辛秘

Lin Xuan, who was sorting through his storage bag, suddenly looked up. A streak of yellow light flew southeast.

Lin Xuan quietly followed behind.

The opponent's cultivation level wasn't high, and he didn’t possess any spiritual tools. He could levitate because a flying spell was sealed on a talisman.

Wu Tian let out a sigh of relief as he glanced at the marketplace. He hadn’t expected to encounter such an incident while stealing his master’s waste pills to exchange for some cultivation crystals.

Fortunately, it turned out to be nothing serious. Wu Tian patted his pocket; twenty crystal stones should suffice for him for a while.

Seeing that they were far from the marketplace, Wu Tian finally let go of his worries and was about to speed back to Spirit Medicine Mountain when he suddenly noticed a streak of blue light flying from behind, blocking his path.

Wu Tian was taken aback. He had no choice but to stop. The blue light slowly dispersed, revealing an unremarkable-looking youth.

"Senior..."

The youth was much younger than Wu Tian, but he didn’t dare breathe. He respectfully bowed, for the other party was a high-ranking cultivator with profound cultivation that could not be measured. One move had annihilated that evil魔修.

This senior had once bought him waste pills; why would he suddenly come looking for him? Wu Tian was bewildered and his expression showed nervousness.

Lin Xuan watched every move of the other party and felt a bit smug. In the cultivation world, power was supreme. After entering the Foundation Establishment stage, Lin Xuan could sense that low-ranking cultivators held him in awe.

However, Lin Xuan didn’t put on airs; he wanted to ask about something.

He waved his hand. "Friend, no need for such formalities."

Wu Tian was over forty years old and although his cultivation level wasn’t high, he was experienced. Seeing the scene, he knew there was no ill intent from the other party and his expression relaxed. However, he still behaved respectfully: "Senior, what is it you wish to ask of me?"

"Are you a disciple of Spirit Medicine Mountain?"

"Yes!" Wu Tian replied while pondering in his heart. Could this high-ranking cultivator be interested in alchemy?

However, Lin Xuan's next words left him speechless: "Great! I have always been passionate about refining pills and wish to join your sect. May I ask if you can recommend me?"

"What?" Wu Tian opened his mouth wide. After a while, he couldn’t believe it and said, "Senior, are you joking?"

Lin Xuan frowned and pretended to be displeased. "Do you think I would lie? Cultivation is vast, but what fascinates me most is alchemy."

Of course, Lin Xuan was lying, but his acting skills were top-notch. Wu Tian fell for it and silently cursed.

High-ranking cultivators interested in alchemy weren’t uncommon, but one so young was unheard of. According to Wu Tian’s thoughts, Lin Xuan was only in his early twenties and had already entered the Foundation Establishment stage, indicating he must have an exceptional spirit root. Such a prodigy didn’t focus on ascending to immortality; instead, he fell for alchemy.

What a pity...

Wu Tian sighed inwardly but showed no signs of it. He repeated, "Senior wishes to join Spirit Medicine Mountain?"

"Yes."

"This... I’m afraid I can’t help you," Wu Tian carefully glanced at Lin Xuan. "To be honest, though I am a disciple of Spirit Medicine Mountain, I’m just an apprentice with the lowest rank. Recommending someone like yourself is beyond my authority." Seeing disappointment on Lin Xuan’s face, he quickly added, "But Senior shouldn’t feel disappointed. With your Foundation Establishment stage cultivation, there are still opportunities to join us, but it requires the approval of several elders."

Then, under Lin Xuan's questioning, Wu Tian detailed the situation at Spirit Medicine Mountain.

Spirit Medicine Mountain was truly unique; rather than a sect, it was more like a group of eccentric cultivators who loved alchemy coming together for experience exchange. Although there were titles such as Sect Master and Elders, they had no authority over their disciples. Their main responsibility was to decide whether to accept new members or not.

Approval from the Sect Master or three or more elders could admit newcomers into Spirit Medicine Mountain. This was different from how other sects expanded; typically, they either sought children with spirit roots for cultivation or recruited powerful experts to strengthen their ranks.

But Spirit Medicine Mountain was unique. Wu Tian initially lied but later revealed the truth under Lin Xuan’s persistent questioning. This peculiar sect didn’t care about one's cultivation level. Foundation Establishment stage cultivators were highly sought after in other sects, yet if you lacked alchemy talent or weren't passionate about it, even a Foundation Establishment stage expert could be turned away.

This sect was so arrogant!

After explaining the situation at Spirit Medicine Mountain, Wu Tian bid farewell with a smile. However, as his light faded into the distance, Lin Xuan’s expression darkened. The situation wasn’t as good as he had imagined.

This trip to the marketplace reminded Lin Xuan that other sects might not have waste pills for Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, but Spirit Medicine Mountain was certain to have plenty. Each sect entrusted their Foundation Establishment stage pills to be refined by Spirit Medicine Mountain’s alchemists. Although these alchemists were highly skilled, refining pills was a challenging task, and many ended up as waste. Over the centuries, they must have accumulated a significant number of Foundation Establishment stage waste pills.

Lin Xuan's intention to join this sect became clear. Originally, he thought his Foundation Establishment stage cultivation level would make it difficult to be accepted, but now... alchemy talent?

Lin Xuan remained silent. He didn’t even possess a spirit root, let alone the ability to refine pills. However, joining Spirit Medicine Mountain was his goal.

Without finding new sources of medicinal ingredients, improving his cultivation seemed impossible. The rare herbs needed for Foundation Establishment stage pills were difficult to gather in full. Thus, his only hope lay with those neglected waste pills.

After a moment's silence, Lin Xuan looked up with a determined expression and transformed into a brilliant streak of blue light, flying towards Spirit Medicine Mountain.

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