90: Chapter 90 Sleeping Together Under the Same Blanket: Young People Shouldn't Be Too Arrogant
Life in Luofeng Town was so comfortable that it made one reluctant to move.
Chu Sheng lay on the bed in the top-grade guest room of the House of Joy, with Li Zhiyi on his left, Lin Wanqing on his right, and Xiao Huan curled up at his feet like a lazy cat.
Sleeping under the same quilt, it was truly wonderful.
"Chu Sheng," Li Zhiyi asked groggily, "Are we going to live here from now on?"
Chu Sheng stroked her hair.
"Just for now. Once I've finished my business, I'll take you all to a better place."
Lin Wanqing opened her eyes and looked at him.
"You're leaving?"
Chu Sheng nodded.
"There are some things that need to be dealt with. Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
When the sun was high in the sky, Chu Sheng went to the Alchemy Room at the east end of the town by himself.
Luofeng Town was too small; it only had one Alchemy Room with one first-grade alchemist presiding over it.
The old man's surname was Huang, and he had white hair and a beard, looking like an expert from the outside world, but in reality, he had been refining pills his whole life and was still stuck at the mid-first grade.
When Chu Sheng pushed the door open and entered, Old Man Huang was staring blankly at a furnace of failed pills.
"Want to refine pills?" The old man didn't even turn his head. "Provide your own materials, ten spirit stones per furnace."
Chu Sheng ignored him, walked straight to the alchemy furnace, cleared out the failed pills inside, and took out various medicinal ingredients from his storage ring.
Those medicinal ingredients...
Second-grade spirit herbs? Third-grade?
"You, what are you doing?!" He jumped up.
Chu Sheng glanced at him.
"Refining pills. Just watch."
The old man opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was rendered speechless by the pressure of the aura radiating from Chu Sheng.
He obediently shut his mouth and stood to the side, watching.
One day and one night passed.
Chu Sheng stood guard in front of the alchemy furnace, his divine sense fully expanded.
He had already stepped into Condensing True Essence, so second-grade pills were already easy for him to handle.
What he was refining this time was a top-grade second-grade Qi Induction pill, specifically to assist Li Zhiyi and the others with their cultivation.
The furnace fire flickered, and the fragrance of the pills gradually permeated the air.
"This... this technique..." he muttered, "I have lived for seventy years, and I have never seen it before..."
On the evening of the second day, Chu Sheng opened his eyes.
"Open the furnace."
The moment the furnace lid was lifted, a golden light shot into the sky!
Twelve crystal-clear pills lay quietly at the bottom of the furnace, each one shimmering with a faint spiritual light.
Twelve top-grade second-grade Qi Induction pills, every single one of them was perfect!
Old Man Qian fell to his knees with a "thump".
"Senior! Senior, please take me as your disciple!"
Chu Sheng ignored him, put the pills into jade bottles, and got up to leave.
Walking to the door, he looked back at the old man.
"Focus on refining your pills, don't think too much."
Returning to the House of Joy, Chu Sheng handed the three jade bottles to Li Zhiyi, Lin Wanqing, and Xiao Huan respectively.
"Top-grade second-grade Qi Induction pills, one bottle each. Eat them sparingly; they are enough to get you to Late Stage Yin Qi."
The three women looked at the jade bottles in their hands, their eyes wide with amazement.
Li Zhiyi opened the cap and sniffed it, almost fainting.
"This, this is so much better than the pills in my family!"
Chu Sheng looked at them, a sense of satisfaction welling up in his heart.
"Cultivate well. Wait for me to return."
Li Zhiyi grabbed him.
"You're leaving again?"
Chu Sheng nodded.
He was no longer who he used to be; a small Luofeng Town could not trap a true dragon.
"There are some things that must be done."
He lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.
He also kissed Lin Wanqing.
And patted Xiao Huan's head.
"Wait for me obediently."
After speaking, he pushed the door open and left, leaping into the night sky.
Qinglan Sect, Scripture Pavilion.
The Old Man of the Pavilion Guard, Li Chunfeng, was still sitting in that corner like a statue.
When Chu Sheng pushed the door open and entered, he lifted his cloudy old eyes and took a look.
"You're here."
Chu Sheng sat down opposite him and got straight to the point.
"Senior, when are we going to take action?"
The Old Man of the Pavilion Guard was silent for a moment before speaking slowly.
"Young man, don't be too arrogant."
Chu Sheng laughed.
"If you're not arrogant, can you still be called a young man?"
The Old Man of the Pavilion Guard looked at him, a flicker of complex emotion passing through his cloudy old eyes.
"Who do you want to move against?"
"The Second Elder."
The Old Man of the Pavilion Guard shook his head.
"He hasn't been in the sect lately."
Chu Sheng was stunned.
"Where did he go?"
"The Liuyun Mountain Range."
The Old Man of the Pavilion Guard said unhurriedly, "I heard his nephew was eaten by a white snake, and he discovered it."
Chu Sheng's pupils contracted slightly.
"Is there also a high-grade spirit herb?"
The Old Man of the Pavilion Guard looked at him, slightly surprised.
"He discovered that too."
Chu Sheng cursed inwardly.
That old fox really has a sharp nose.
"What is he planning to do?"
The Old Man of the Pavilion Guard was silent for a moment.
"He plans to call the Sect Master to go with him."
Chu Sheng was stunned.
Call the Sect Master?
That white snake is only at the mid-stage of True Firmament, and the Second Elder himself is at the early-stage of True Firmament, plus a few retainers, which should be enough to deal with it. Why call the Sect Master?
Unless...
"He wants to swallow the soul nurturing grass all by himself?" Chu Sheng narrowed his eyes. "Calling the Sect Master is to get a share of the spoils?"
The Old Man of the Pavilion Guard shook his head.
"He's not that stupid. The Sect Master is at True Transformation Realm; if he goes, would there still be any share of the soul nurturing grass for him?"
He paused.
"He called the Sect Master because behind that white snake, there is something else."
Chu Sheng's heart tightened.
"What is it?"
The Old Man of the Pavilion Guard did not answer, only looking out the window.
"In the Liuyun Mountain Range, I can be the one to light the fire, but how fierce the fire will burn in the end, I don't know."
Chu Sheng was silent.
But soon, a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes.
"Senior, if the Sect Master leaves..."
The Old Man of the Pavilion Guard looked at him.
"Then the only one left in the Qinglan Sect is Elder Zhou."
"And you." Chu Sheng smiled.
The Old Man of the Pavilion Guard smiled too.
In his smile, there was a hint of profound meaning.
"What do you want to do?"
Chu Sheng stood up, walked to the window, and looked in the direction of Danxia Peak.
"This junior wants to have a good chat with Elder Zhou and that Crimson Python."
"This might be a good opportunity."
The moonlight shone on his face, reflecting eyes that were flashing with sharp light.
The Old Man of the Pavilion Guard looked at his back and was silent for a long time.
Finally, he said softly.
"Be careful. That woman is not to be trifled with."
Chu Sheng turned around and smiled slightly.
"Senior, rest assured. This junior is now well-equipped and strong."
He patted the immortal slaying gourd at his waist.
A purple-gold light flashed and disappeared.