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After explaining numerous matters, Zhao Yang arrived at the Alchemist's Chamber in the Outer Sect and found a Manager, requesting him to remove the barrier of the Outer Sect to allow the ordinary people to return home.
The Alchemist Steward had long heard of Zhao Yang's reputation in the Outer Sect and had witnessed his brutal methods firsthand at the Dojo. He was a perceptive individual and noticed that Zhao Yang's expression was far from pleasant. Thus, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and obediently dismantled the formation barrier of the Outer Sect.
Once the barrier disappeared, the surrounding scenery began to change immediately. The distant Black Mountain was no longer hazy but transformed into a towering and majestic giant structure. Occasionally, a few Flying Swords and some peculiar magical artifacts flew through the air.
Zhao Yang's gaze turned cold as he murmured to himself, "Inner Sect."
The Alchemist Steward noticed the unusual glint in Zhao Yang's eyes and hurriedly approached him. "Zhao Yang, although you are currently in your prime with astonishing Combat Power, and I have made an exception by privately breaking the rules to remove the Outer Sect's barrier for you, I must remind you not to act recklessly. The Inner Courtyard Disciples are numerous geniuses; each one is a master of cultivation capable of taking on hundreds. And look over there."
Following the direction pointed out by the Alchemist Steward, Zhao Yang clearly saw several large areas covered by massive barriers shrouded in mist in the distance. He asked with some confusion, "Are there other Outer Sects?"
The Alchemist Steward nodded. "The Outer Sect has never been just one; there are nine others. Otherwise, how could there be so many geniuses in the Inner Courtyard just from Yuwang City?"
Zhao Yang was taken aback; no wonder after killing so many people and causing such chaos in the Outer Sect, he hadn't seen any high-ranking members of the Sect come to inquire about it. It turned out they simply didn't care about his antics. Coldly glancing at the Yellow Banner that Li Xiang had dropped into his hand, he stored it away using a method of size manipulation and walked toward the back mountain without looking back.
The Alchemist Steward stared intently at Zhao Yang's retreating figure, sneering, "Just a waste supported by spirit herbs, always thinking about some crooked ways to profit. How dare he act so arrogantly in front of me? If cultivation could truly be achieved just by consuming spirit herbs, I would have built my foundation long ago."
As Zhao Yang reached the back mountain villa, he suddenly had a realization and said brightly, "Alchemist Disciple, why didn't I think of this sooner? We could just seize the Alchemist's Chamber directly... Why bother forcing others? Foolishness, extreme foolishness!"
At that very moment, back inside the Alchemist's Chamber, the Alchemist Steward felt a chill run down his spine as if someone were watching him. He turned around to glance behind him and muttered suspiciously to himself, "This month I've pilfered four Spirit Qi Pills; could Elder Zhong have discovered it? I've altered all the accounts. That Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu along with several other deceased spirit herbs still receive their monthly allocations... Hehe, this works out well for me."
Upon returning to the back mountain villa, Zhao Yang shared what he had learned from the Alchemist Steward with Long Xiao Wu and Scholar Xiu. He also proposed the idea of seizing the Alchemist's Chamber. Initially expecting some hesitation from them, he was surprised when Long Xiao Wu eagerly suggested, "Why didn't you say so earlier? I think we should seize the Alchemist's Chamber first and then figure out how to break through the barriers of the other Outer Sects all at once. Once we take over the Outer Sect, we can then move on to raid the Inner Courtyard..."
Seeing Zhao Yang and Scholar Xiu looking at him with disdain, Long Xiao Wu realized he had been daydreaming. After a moment of contemplation, Scholar Xiu spoke up, "But what if we can't finish all this after taking so much?"
Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu looked at him in surprise, utterly confused. "How could we not finish it?"
The scholar replied, "Don't you know that consuming too many spirit medicines can cause your meridians to burst? For us ordinary disciples at the Qi Refinement Stage, being able to refine two Spirit Qi Pills in a month is already impressive. Those slightly better can refine ten in a month. Talents with a Single Attribute Spiritual Root can easily refine two a day. Are you both single-attribute geniuses?"
Zhao Yang shook his head. "No..."
Long Xiao Wu remained silent.
"So I’m saying, we can't possibly finish all this..."
"But I haven't eaten much these days. Although I'm tired of Spirit Qi Pills, I still manage to fill my stomach each time," Long Xiao Wu said nonchalantly.
"I also occasionally chew on dozens of them like candy. I absorbed too much Spirit Energy from the Flood Dragon before, which caused my stomach to bloat and digestion to slow down," Zhao Yang added casually.
"What?" Scholar Xiu exclaimed, his mouth agape and eyes wide open. "You mean you treat Spirit Qi Pills like candy for children in the mundane world? Eating dozens at a time until you're full?!"
Watching Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu nod in agreement, the scholar couldn't help but feel overwhelmed.
"That's just bizarre! You must have eaten so many spirit medicines since childhood that you're immune to Spirit Qi Pills now. How wealthy must their families be!"
Long Xiao Wu thought about going on a robbery spree, excitement bubbling within him like ants on a hot pan. He no longer felt the worry and shyness he had when he first followed Zhao Yang to kill Han Hai for Spirit Qi Pills. Zhao Yang looked at him speechlessly, thinking to himself, "This kid is definitely trouble; give him an inch and he'll take a mile. His future is limitless! It's like a girl opening her legs for the first time on her wedding night, unlocking the door to Paradise."
Zhao Yang couldn't help but sigh to himself as he thought about the girl's legs, "It's been a long time since I've seen a girl! I wonder why there are no girls in the Outer Sect. Are they all in the Inner Sect? Even though my physical age is only fifteen, my mental age is already mature..."
Long Xiao Wu looked at Zhao Yang's flushed face with confusion and smirked, "Who told you to act like that towards me at noon? You brought this on yourself." With her hands together, she executed a playful move, causing Zhao Yang to scream as if he were being slaughtered.
The two of them were still young, full of innocence, and they frolicked around the courtyard, completely unaware of the storm that was about to come.
Two months later, when Zhao Yang opened his eyes again, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and softly said, "I've reached the peak of the eighth layer of the Qi Refinement Stage. It's completely stabilized; I'm just a hair's breadth away from breaking into the final layer of the Qi Refinement Stage."
For the past two months, Zhao Yang had been swallowing large quantities of Spirit Qi Pills every day. He was in the late stage of Qi Refinement and had fully adapted to the pain of Spirit Energy crashing through his meridians. However, after consuming over a thousand Spirit Qi Pills in these two months, he had only managed to stabilize his eighth layer of Qi Refinement. In contrast, he had completed the fifth to eighth layers in just one day before this, which led him to ponder a question.
"Although the Chaotic Root suppresses any type of Spiritual Root, the speed of cultivation is truly disappointing. My master is such a scammer; I've consumed over a thousand Spirit Qi Pills—enough to match half of an Outer Court Disciple's consumption of Spiritual Pills. Moreover, even for cultivators with Single Attribute Spiritual Roots who cultivate the fastest, over a thousand Spirit Qi Pills would last them at least two years!" Zhao Yang thought to himself, then recalled the Fish Pond at Back Mountain Ranch. "Do I really have to go back to that disgusting place to absorb Spirit Energy? With those two Long Worms inside..."
Zhao Yang didn't care whether the creatures in the Fish Pond were dragons or flood dragons; he found them terrifying regardless. Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle and goosebumps rise all over his body. The last time he saw such a massive Giant Flood Dragon, he nearly lost control of himself out of fear. In his previous life, he lived in a water town filled with snakes. He had few friends back then; other kids found him strange and even hung snakes around his neck several times, making him cry out loud each time.
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