Chapter 563: Big Brother, Look, How Many-Veined Is This Elixir?

Chapter 563: Chapter 563: Big Brother, Look, How Many-Veined Is This Elixir?

Duan Yanming was ecstatic. Unable to control his emotions, he pulled Cheng Yuan into a massive bear hug!

"Xiaoyuan! My brother, you’ve given me a new lease on life! I won’t have to be mocked by your sisters-in-law anymore! So, uh... could you give me a few more of those Four Patterns Rejuvenation Pills?"

Cheng Yuan gave a wry smile. He hadn’t expected the Four Patterns Rejuvenation Pill to have that particular benefit, either.

Nearby, the Old Prince nearly choked on his anger!

’That scoundrel! He doesn’t care about his own Cultivation, only about such useless matters!’

’What a complete waste of such incredible talent!’

BONK!

The Old Prince flicked Duan Yanming on the forehead and snapped impatiently, "Yanming! What are you dawdling for? Get to your Cultivating!"

Duan Yanming ducked his head. "Cultivating, I’ll get to it! Calm yourself, Father!"

Duan Yanming’s talent was extraordinary, a genius the likes of which the Dali Duan Dynasty hadn’t seen in centuries. If not for his overindulgence with women, he would have reached the Half-Step Martial Saint realm long ago.

The Four Patterns Essence Enhancement Pill replenished the Blood Essence Duan Yanming had squandered through his indulgences, and he easily sensed the bottleneck holding back his breakthrough!

POP.

With cheerful ease, Duan Yanming shattered the bottleneck and formally stepped into the Half-Step Martial Saint realm!

Duan Yanming had also been stuck at Martial Emperor Peak for over a decade, so his foundation was exceptionally solid.

Duan Yanming mobilized his True Essence, riding the momentum to push for another Realm Breakthrough!

However, his Blood Essence had been replenished by an elixir, after all; it wasn’t pure enough. Duan Yanming failed to break through to the Half-Step Martial Saint Late Stage in one go and reach the same realm as Li Baizhan.

In the end, Duan Yanming’s Cultivation stabilized at the Half-Step Martial Saint Middle Stage, the same level as Yang Qianhuan.

Even so, Duan Yanming was absolutely ecstatic!

"Xiaoyuan, I, your brother, will never forget this immense kindness you’ve shown me! Unless the Jinling Yang Family annihilates our Dali Duan Dynasty, no one will be allowed to touch a single hair on your head!"

As he spoke, Liao Kai’s voice once again sounded from outside.

"The Silver Moon Sect Leader and the Supreme Elder have arrived!"

’The Silver Moon Sect Leader?’

Cheng Yuan was taken aback. ’Why is Eldest Brother here too? I didn’t tell him I was coming!’

Duan Yanming reached out and grabbed Cheng Yuan’s arm with a smile. "Come, let’s go welcome Eldest Brother and Master Geng Di!"

A look of realization dawned on Cheng Yuan’s face. "Second Brother, did you invite him?"

Duan Yanming nodded.

"You might laugh, Third Brother, but the Jinling Yang Family is just too powerful. They’re even joined by marriage to the Holy Land Flower Valley. If I didn’t get more people on our side, I honestly wouldn’t feel secure."

’Holy Land Flower Valley?’

Cheng Yuan’s pupils contracted slightly, and his scalp prickled!

’He’d heard that the cultivation resources in the Five Great Holy Lands were more than ten times greater than in the Mortal World, and the same was true for the number of powerful experts!’

’If Master hadn’t overcome his Heart Demon and broken through to Half-Step Martial God, I’m afraid we wouldn’t be able to keep the Jinling Yang Family in check today!’

Soon, Cheng Yuan saw Danba, who was accompanied by a gaunt old man.

The old man looked like an ascetic monk. He wore tattered clothes and was rail-thin, and one of his arms was missing. His eyes, however, were full of life, making it impossible for anyone to underestimate him.

"Greetings, Eldest Brother. Greetings, Master Geng Di."

"Second Brother, Third Brother, no need for such formalities. Greetings, gentlemen, and greetings, Old Prince!"

Master Geng Di merely gave a slight nod to the crowd. Only when his eyes fell upon the Old Prince did the faintest hint of a smile appear on his face.

"Brother Duan, long time no see."

The Old Prince frowned. "Brother Geng Di, you still haven’t taken that step? It seems the battle to besiege the Evil Daoist back then truly had a great impact on you!"

Master Geng Di sighed. "I was young and hot-headed back then. I thought a lost arm was nothing, that as long as I tempered my body, I could eventually replenish the Blood Essence I’d lost. But now, I finally understand it’s not so simple. Cultivating even a sliver of extra Blood Essence is next to impossible! Because of this limitation, I fear I will never reach the Martial Saint realm in this life!"

’Insufficient Blood Essence?’

The others shared a mysterious smile and cast a knowing glance at Duan Yanming.

’If this guy could recover from such a severe Blood Essence deficit, surely Master Geng Di can replenish the Blood Essence lost from one arm, right?’

Duan Yanming’s face turned bright red, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into.

Danba, oblivious to the situation, looked at Cheng Yuan and Duan Yanming with a slightly smug expression. "Second Brother, Third Brother, your Eldest Brother has already achieved the rank of Half-Step Martial Saint. You two need to keep working hard!"

PFFT!

Duan Yanming couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

"Eldest Brother, I’m already at Half-Step Martial Saint Middle Stage! You’re only at the Early Stage. You’re the one who needs to work hard!"

’Half-Step Martial Saint Middle Stage?’

Danba grabbed Duan Yanming’s wrist and checked his pulse. A look of utter shock appeared on his face.

"It really is Half-Step Martial Saint Middle Stage! Second Brother, how did you do it? I remember your Blood Essence was severely depleted! Don’t tell me you’ve been abstinent lately?"

PFFT! The onlookers couldn’t help but snicker.

"Ahem..."

Duan Yanming’s face turned beet red. ’This is beyond humiliating!’

’How does even Eldest Brother know about this?’

Duan Yanming covered his face and mumbled, "It was Third Brother who helped me replenish my Blood Essence..."

’Third Brother?’

Danba’s eyes lit up. ’How could I have forgotten!’

’Third Brother is a Divine Doctor!’

’If Third Brother can help Little Martial Uncle replenish his Blood Essence, then Little Martial Uncle could absolutely break through to Martial Saint in an instant!’

"Third Brother, can you help my Little Martial Uncle too..." Halfway through, Danba gave a wry smile. "I shouldn’t make things difficult for you. Little Martial Uncle lost an arm; he didn’t just deplete his Blood Essence. Third Brother, just pretend I didn’t say anything!"

Cheng Yuan grinned. "Eldest Brother, you’re overthinking it. It’s actually very simple to help Master Geng Di replenish his Blood Essence."

Danba smiled bitterly. "How could it be simple? It would require at least a Four Patterns Healing Saint Grade elixir to replenish Little Martial Uncle’s Blood Essence! In the entire Ancient Martial Realm today, only two people can refine a Fourth Grade Elixir: the Celestial Pill Sect Leader and the Old Dragon King. I know the Old Dragon King’s situation very well; he absolutely doesn’t have the energy for Alchemy. As for the Celestial Pill Sect Leader, his time is up. He’s in life-or-death seclusion and won’t come out until he breaks through to Martial Saint! My Little Martial Uncle, I’m afraid..."

Cheng Yuan grinned. "Eldest Brother, you’re mistaken. There are three people in the Ancient Martial Realm today who can refine a Four Patterns Elixir."

On Master Geng Di’s normally placid face, a well-hidden flash of pleasant surprise appeared!

Danba was overjoyed and grabbed Cheng Yuan’s arm.

"Third Brother, you know a Fifth Grade Alchemist? Quick, tell me, where is this Fifth Grade Alchemist? No matter the cost, I must ask him to refine a Four Patterns Healing Saint Grade elixir!"

Cheng Yuan smiled mysteriously. "This person may seem as distant as the horizon, but he’s right in front of you! It’s me!"

Huh?

Cheng Yuan?

The pleasant surprise on Master Geng Di’s face vanished instantly. He shot Cheng Yuan a slightly displeased glare. ’This young scoundrel dares to mock me!’

If this young scoundrel weren’t Danba’s sworn brother, Master Geng Di would have stormed off without another word.

Danba said with a wry smile, "Third Brother, don’t make that kind of joke! To become an Alchemist, you need extremely formidable Spiritual Power! With Martial Emperor Level Spiritual Power, you can barely refine a Four Patterns Elixir, and that’s only in theory! Both the Celestial Pill Sect Leader and the Old Dragon King only succeeded in refining a Four Patterns Elixir after reaching the Half-Step Martial Saint realm, and you’re only a Martial King..."

Cheng Yuan couldn’t be bothered to explain. With a flick of his wrist, he produced a pill. "Eldest Brother, please take a look. How many patterns does this Pill have?"