42: Chapter 42 Everything is Ready

Su Cheng began to methodically arrange his plan.

"First, sell these Medicinal Pills in batches at different shops, converting all of them into Spirit Stones. Each transaction must be done with a changed identity, and quickly, without attracting attention."

"Second, use the acquired Spirit Stones, also in batches and at different apothecaries, to purchase all the auxiliary Spirit Medicine needed for us to refine the foundation establishment pill."

"Third, and most importantly. Go to Tiangang Sect and retrieve the rootless fruit from older sister. At the same time, leave half of the acquired Spirit Stones for older sister. She needs a large amount of Spirit Stones in the Sect, whether for Cultivation Technique training or for purchasing Magical Artifacts and Talisman. Medicinal Pills are good, but they are ultimately not as convenient as Spirit Stones."

Su Chengyuan took the Storage Pouch and nodded heavily.

He looked at his son's clear and steady eyes, his heart full of pride.

The true backbone of this Family was no longer him, the father.

"Don't worry, Chenger, father knows what to do."

He said no more, and quietly left Qingyang Town again that night.

Su Chengyuan embarked on his journey once more.

This time, his state of mind was completely different from before.

If his previous outings carried a hint of apprehension towards the unknown and a determination to fight for his life, this time, his heart was filled more with a heavy sense of mission and infinite longing for the future.

He strictly followed his son Su Cheng's plan, first stealthily making his way to Qinghe Prefecture City.

With the experience from last time, his disguise and anti-reconnaissance abilities were now far superior.

He no longer went to the chaotic Ghost Market, but chose several Medicinal Pill shops that seemed small in scale but had a good reputation.

He split the Medicinal Pills into more than a dozen portions. After selling one, he would quickly change his identity and go to another shop to sell.

The allure of supreme-grade pills was immense.

Even if they appeared sporadically, it was enough to make the shopkeepers of those Medicinal Pill shops flock to them.

Su Chengyuan skillfully managed the scale, ensuring he could sell at high prices without causing too much commotion.

After three days, the hundreds of Medicinal Pills in his possession had actually earned him a huge sum of seven thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!

This wealth was enough to make an ordinary Foundation Establishment Family envious.

Holding a large sum of money, Su Chengyuan had no greed. He first spent several hundred Spirit Stones at Treasure Gathering Tower to purchase a Magical Artifact that could shield against Foundation Establishment Stage Divine Sense probes, then immediately began the second step of his plan.

He wandered through the major medicinal material markets of the Prefecture City every day, like the most ordinary Loose Cultivator.

He never bought large quantities of medicinal materials at once, instead buying a few plants here today, and picking up some there tomorrow, slowly gathering the dozens of auxiliary Spirit Medicine needed to refine the foundation establishment pill.

This process was tedious and time-consuming, but he executed it meticulously.

Another ten days passed. When the last auxiliary medicine was put into his Storage Pouch, Su Chengyuan finally let out a long sigh of relief.

He did not linger in the Prefecture City, immediately setting off and rushing non-stop towards Tiangang Sect.

Outside the Sect, it was still that secluded mountain valley.

When Su Yunling saw her father, her heart couldn't help but tighten.

After only a few months apart, her father looked much more haggard.

He still had the appearance of a middle-aged man, but he was travel-worn, his eye sockets slightly sunken, and his temples had a touch of hardship. It was clear that his travels during this period had consumed a great deal of his Mental Energy.

Only his eyes, upon seeing his daughter, rekindled with their familiar gentle light.

"Father, you..." Su Yunling took a step forward, her voice filled with concern.

"It's nothing, don't overthink it." Su Chengyuan waved his hand, forcing a slightly tired smile, then handed over a Storage Pouch from his embrace. "Chenger asked me to give this to you. It's three thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones in total. Use these Spirit Stones to buy more Magical Artifacts and Talisman for self-defense. He said you spend a lot in the Sect and need Spirit Stones in many places."

Three thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!

Su Yunling took the Storage Pouch, and with a sweep of her Mental Energy, she was completely stunned.

As an Inner Sect Disciple, her monthly allowance was only a mere twenty Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

This huge sum was an astronomical figure she couldn't reach in ten years.

"This... my younger brother..."

"Don't worry, everything is fine at home." Su Chengyuan smiled, then his expression turned serious. "Where is it?"

Su Yunling recovered, and quickly and carefully handed the jade box containing the rootless fruit to her father.

"Father, please tell younger brother to be careful in everything," she earnestly instructed.

"I understand." Su Chengyuan tucked the jade box close to his body. "You too. Chenger said that wealth should not be flaunted, and you must use these Spirit Stones properly."

The father and daughter chatted for a while longer, then Su Chengyuan hastily bid farewell.

He bore a heavy responsibility and dared not delay for a moment.

Carrying the hope of his Family's rise, Su Chengyuan fully utilized his movement technique, eager to return home.

This time, he did not take a detour but chose the most direct route.

With his Peak Tenth Layer Qi Refining cultivation and unsparing consumption of spiritual power, his speed reached its extreme.

Just five days later, as night fell again, he returned to Qingyang Town.

The Su Family courtyard was still lit.

Su Cheng seemed to have accurately predicted his father's return time, as he had already brewed a pot of hot tea on the stone table in the courtyard.

"Father, you've worked hard on your journey."

Without many words, Su Cheng poured a cup of tea for his father.

Su Chengyuan drank it in one gulp, feeling much of his fatigue dissipate.

He looked at his son, who was so steady that he didn't seem like a teenager, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

He said nothing, only solemnly placed the Storage Pouch containing dozens of Spirit Medicine and the jade box containing the rootless fruit together on the stone table.

Under the moonlight, the jade box was warm and smooth, as if bearing an immense weight.

Su Cheng's gaze fell on the two items, and his breathing involuntarily slowed a little.

He reached out and gently opened the jade box.

A fruit, completely crystalline, as if carved from the purest crystal, without roots, silently suspended in the center of the jade box, came into his sight.

A fresh, refreshing, exotic fragrance permeated the air.

purple monkey flower, nine-leaf dragon ganoderma grass, rootless fruit.

The three second-rank main medicines for the foundation establishment pill were all gathered!

Adding the dozens of first-rank auxiliary Spirit Medicine his father brought back.

At this point, all the Spirit Medicine needed to refine the foundation establishment pill had been collected!

Su Cheng reached out and held the rootless fruit in his palm, feeling the pure energy contained within it. Even his calm and unperturbed state of mind stirred with a ripple.

From his Transmigration until now, he had planned for several years, taking every step carefully.

From resurrecting the first condensing qi grass to accumulating the first pot of gold;

From refining the first top-grade qi gathering pill to transforming his father;

From traveling far to the Prefecture City to bid for a Pill Formula, to venturing deep into dangerous territory to snatch food from the tiger's mouth;

And then his older sister overpowering the crowd within the Sect to win the final crucial spiritual item...

Every step was full of variables and dangers.

But they had, after all, succeeded.

"Father, you should go rest first." Su Cheng put all the Spirit Medicine into his Storage Pouch, his voice calm but with an undeniable power. "Next, leave it to me."

Su Chengyuan looked at his son and nodded.

He knew that what he could do, he had done to the extreme.

Now, all the pressure had shifted to this twelve-year-old boy.

He said nothing more, turned, and went back to his room.

What he needed to do next was to act as Protector for his son, ensuring that no one would disturb him in the coming time.

The night grew deeper.

Su Cheng returned to his room but did not immediately begin Alchemy.

Refining the foundation establishment pill was no child's play.

This was not only his first time refining second-rank pills, but it also concerned the future destiny of his father and even the entire Family.

He had to adjust his Mental Energy state to its Peak.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to meditate and regulate his breath.

The Qiankun Creation Art slowly circulated. In his Dantian, the azure creation Qi vortex had grown several times larger than two months ago.

His Eighth Layer of Qi Refining Middle Stage cultivation was stable and robust.

He did not think about success, nor did he think about failure.

His mind gradually immersed itself in a state of emptiness.

He did not try to deduce complex Alchemy techniques, because that was not what he needed to do.

The qiankun creation furnace had its own mysteries; it would automatically complete all steps such as purification, Fusion, and Qi Condensation into pills.

What he needed to do was to ensure that his "human engine" could provide the highest quality and most sustained power for the Divine-Grade factory that was the creation furnace, ensuring foolproof success.

He sat like this for an entire night.

When the first hint of dawn appeared in the sky, Su Cheng slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was clear, bright, and incredibly focused.

He stood up, walked to the center of the room, and with a thought.

An ancient, bronze small furnace, covered with profound patterns, quietly appeared before him.

qiankun creation furnace!