The righteous path punishes Heaven

Chapter 128 Pill Completion

A strangely dressed man suddenly appeared. He had short black hair, and when he saw Zhang Yunling sitting cross-legged on the grass, his deep black eyes lit up with surprise. He exclaimed in delight:

"You...you're refining pills?"

Seeing the man trying to approach, the gourd quickly flew over to block his path, asking in a threatening tone, "Who are you? My divine sense covers a radius of a hundred miles, why couldn't I detect you?"

Upon seeing that the gourd in front of him could actually speak, the man was even more delighted, but he immediately put away his smile and said seriously, "Hey, calm down, I have no ill intentions. It took me a lot of effort to come to the Dao Tian Continent. I'm here to find someone."

After pondering for a moment, the wine gourd continued, "Looking for someone? Is the person you're looking for this kid?" The wine gourd pointed with the spout at Zhang Yunling, who was refining pills behind him.

The man shook his head and said, "No, no, I'm looking for a little girl." Then he touched the brown bracelet on his left wrist with his right hand, and a scroll flew out of the bracelet.

The man unfurled the scroll and held it up. Before he could speak, the gourd flew over and covered his mouth, whispering, "Shh... don't speak yet. I know this person, and we can help you find him, but before that, you have to wait for that young man over there to finish refining the pill."

The man nodded, but the wine gourd was still wary of him and only allowed him to watch from a distance. The man seemed very interested in alchemy, so he obediently stood aside and watched.

Zhang Yunling was completely focused on alchemy and naturally didn't hear the conversation between the wine gourd and the strange man, but at this moment he already had a smile on his face, confident of victory.

"Rise!" Zhang Yunling slammed his right hand on the ground, and something flew out of the furnace. It turned out to be the storage bag that he had thrown into the furnace earlier.

The wine gourd thought the tattered bag would burn to ashes, but he underestimated the mystery of this magic weapon and Zhang Yunling's understanding of the laws of space.

“Any subspace can be considered a small world, and spatial magic is the means to establish a connection with that world. But every world has its origin, and this origin is the most core and purest energy of the entire space!” Zhang Yunling pondered, and finally came to a conclusion:

The essence of space can also be refined into an essence, allowing its inherent spatial law power to automatically condense the essence of other medicinal materials together, ultimately forming another kind of bone and flesh pill that can both reshape the severed arm and contain spatial law energy!

"Condense!" Zhang Yunling shouted, and immediately the six drops of pure energy in mid-air quickly merged with the primordial essence. In an instant, the world changed dramatically, and this ordinary pill, which was only a low-grade fifth rank, underwent a fundamental transformation!

Zhang Yunling's meridians expanded, and his spiritual root continuously drew spiritual energy from the golden core and sent it to his right arm. Finally, it emanated from the five fingertips of his right hand and gathered in front of him on the pill that was condensing!

The wine gourd and the stranger were stunned. Neither of them knew much about alchemy, and they were so shocked by the scene before them that they stood frozen in place. The powerful spiritual energy fluctuations caused sand and stones to fly around them, and even some grass was uprooted by the strong wind, scattering into a rain of grass in the air before being swept away by another gust of wind.

"Hahaha! I knew I came to the right place! Is this what cultivation is?!" The man looked at the golden alchemy furnace in the distance and laughed excitedly, almost losing his footing and being blown away by the strong wind.

This process lasted a full hour, until Zhang Yunling was soaked in sweat, his eyes were bloodshot, and his right hand, with bulging veins, slowly clenched into a fist. He shouted in a deep voice, "The pill...is complete!"

The strange changes around him gradually subsided, and the dark clouds in the sky slowly dispersed. The seven drops of essence in front of him finally condensed successfully, turning into a pink pill with some blue patterns that floated in the alchemy furnace.

This pill was already at the high level of the fifth grade, but just to refine it, Zhang Yunling had almost exhausted all of his spiritual energy. Even the wound on his left arm, which had already healed, began to bleed again, staining the white sleeve of his left arm red.

When the final pill was produced, Zhang Yunling almost lost consciousness, and his whole body leaned backward.

Seeing this, Jiu Hulu and the stranger rushed over and steadied Zhang Yunling, preventing her from fainting.

He could barely hear what the man and the wine gourd were saying to Zhang Yunling. After a brief moment of recovery, Zhang Yunling, with the man's help, struggled to his feet and walked toward the alchemy furnace in front of him.

The purple flames had long since died out, leaving behind only the bone and flesh pill that had fallen to the bottom of the furnace and was emitting a glow.

Zhang Yunling turned to look at the black-haired man, who immediately understood and stepped aside to wait.

Zhang Yunling smiled slightly, picked up the Bone and Flesh Pill, and slowly put it into his mouth, chewing it vigorously. As the pill was chewed up, the energy contained within it quickly dissipated.

Zhang Yunling swallowed the pill in one gulp, feeling the wonderful sensation, like an electric current running through his throat and spreading throughout his body. He laughed loudly, took off his white Taoist robe, and felt the familiar spatial power flowing through the meridians on his shoulder. A brand new left arm began to grow rapidly.

"Hahahaha! I did it! I did it!"

Zhang Yunling's scarred body was now enveloped in a golden halo. On his shoulder, a golden arm perfectly merged with the wound on his left arm, followed by a powerful surge of spatial law energy.

He turned around, looked at the items scattered all over the ground by the strong wind, opened his left hand, and shouted:

"A universe hidden in the sleeve!"

In an instant, all the debris seemed to receive an inescapable command. They all floated up and flew rapidly toward Zhang Yunling's left hand, disappearing instantly upon contact with his palm and forearm.

Using his divine sense, he saw that the items were indeed stored intact in the dimensional space of his left arm, which undoubtedly further confirmed his success.

Seeing all this, the wine gourd exclaimed in amazement, "I underestimated you before, little Zhang. It seems you are fully capable of venturing onto this path to immortality!"

Zhang Yunling nodded slightly, took out a black robe from the space in her left arm and put it on, before she began to pay attention to the strange man beside her.

"May I ask who you are, fellow Daoist? You don't seem to be a disciple of any of the three major Daoist sects. Why are you here?" Zhang Yunling asked the man.

Since Hulu had already asked the same question, the man went straight to the point, holding up the scroll in his hand. The scroll depicted a portrait, and he pointed to it, slowly saying:

"I'm here to find someone named Morika. She broke the law in the Western Regions and fled to the Daotian Continent. Originally, we had no jurisdiction over criminals who crossed the continental border, but she took something that was very important to me, so I've been searching for her all the way here."

After seeing the face in the painting clearly, Zhang Yunling's gaze sharpened, and he said in a deep voice, "This is... An Lushan?"

The man was quite surprised to hear Zhang Yunling call the little girl An Lushan. He asked, "Wasn't An Lushan a burly man weighing 200 pounds in history? How could he be associated with this little girl from the Western Regions?"

The mere thought of that wretched little girl made Zhang Yunling grit her teeth and curse in anger:

"Little girl? Hmph! It's this ruthless and vicious woman who impersonated An Lushan, using every trick in the book to not only kill everyone in the palace, but also nearly kill me in the illusion... You want to find her, but I want to find her even more and take revenge!"

At this point, Zhang Yunling was so angry that her face turned red and her neck bulged. It took her a long time to recover. The man didn't dare to continue speaking, probably because Morika had done something outrageous since arriving in Daotian Continent.

After calming herself down, Zhang Yunling turned to the man and asked, "Judging from your attire, you don't seem like a cultivator. You've chased her all the way here, so you're also from the Western Regions?"

The man smiled and nodded, putting the scroll back into his bracelet. He said slowly:

“That’s true, but to be precise, I’m not exactly a true Western Region person; I was just born in the Western Region. My name is Xue Minghua, and I was a former member of the Royal Knights of the Western Desert Roman Empire. However, my current status here would be considered… a rogue cultivator.”