Chapter 413: Three-Flavors Pure Yang Pill

“The Martial Alliance Leader is Guo Jia, the head of the Wudang Sect.”

Su Yun and Su Qi answered in unison.

Even Chen Ergou could not help glancing at his Hall Master. “Hall Master, you really did not know? The Martial Alliance Leader was chosen at the Mount Hua Sword Debate Tournament. Even ordinary disciples in the streets talk about it.”

Zhao Heiniu immediately explained, “Hall Master spends all his time on cultivation and proper business. How would he have time to care about outside gossip? Besides... what does it matter to us who the Martial Alliance Leader is? He is far away, like the Emperor on a distant mountain.”

“That is true.”

Chen Ergou nodded in full agreement.

Su Yun and Su Qi were left inwardly speechless.

Their Hall Master really was a martial fanatic.

Wangchuan, however, committed the Martial Alliance Leader’s name to memory.

Not bad. Another useful piece of knowledge.

After the meal, Wangchuan went to inspect the training ground.

From far away, he could already see quite a few people carrying basket after basket of blue stone slabs into the yard.

Then he saw Lin Jiahe, Ye Baiyi, and the others training inside.

The group sat in a row, smashing blue stone slabs against their own heads while chatting away.

“In spear techniques, the key is momentum and force. The longer the weapon, the stronger it is. The higher your Strength, the greater the destructive power. One force can crush ten techniques!”

“Li Xiangyang’s assassination arts focus on close-range burst attacks, lethal and vicious. He is walking the assassin path!”

“Only Chen Gang is different. His 《Eight Extremes Fist》 is fierce and overbearing. Now that he has cultivated 《Dragon-Elephant Body-Protection Technique》 and 《Xuanwu Art》, he is upright and forceful. In a frontal fight, he does not fear an ordinary Third-Rank Martial Artist. Once he reaches the Third Rank, he will immediately stand among the strongest of them!”

“Ye Baiyi, your strengths are speed, ruthlessness, and precision in the blade. If you keep honing your saber art, you can still make something of yourself. For example, you could follow the path of Lu Ping’an, the Lu Family Young Master—specialize in a single art and become unmatched among those of the same rank.”

As an instructor, Lin Jiahe spoke about martial arts with ease and authority. His words truly resonated.

Quite a few Hall disciples had gathered nearby to listen with great interest. They nodded often, occasionally asking questions.

Wangchuan stopped at the entrance to the training ground. Seeing how many Caobang disciples had clustered around Lin Jiahe, listening eagerly, and how the place had almost taken on the atmosphere of a martial lecture hall, a smile rose on his face.

At his side, Zhao Heiniu chuckled softly.

“Hall Master.”

“When it comes to being an instructor, Lin Jiahe is better than I am.”

Zhao Heiniu had once been the drill instructor of the Sanjiang Sub-Helm, but his true expertise lay only in archery and hunting.

Lin Jiahe, on the other hand, could speak fluently and insightfully on all kinds of martial arts, guiding others in cultivation. He was a true martial instructor.

Chen Gang, Li Xiangyang, Yang Feiyue, and Zhao Heiniu could all provide support.

Now, the cultivation atmosphere in Sanhe Commandery Hall was far stronger than it had ever been back at the Sanjiang Sub-Helm.

Seeing this, Wangchuan stopped, then turned away.

As long as the training ground maintained such a strong atmosphere, the cultivation progress of all the disciples in the Hall was bound to remain rapid.

If he continued releasing martial manuals at intervals, then as time passed, the Hall’s foundation would only grow deeper and stronger.

Following behind him, Su Yun and Su Qi saw all this and felt a chill in their hearts.

A Hall like this...

was rather terrifying.

A day passed.

The seven-day deadline Wangchuan had agreed upon with Divine Physician Shen arrived.

Divine Physician Shen came to the Hall under Chen Ergou’s escort. Though visibly tired, he wore a satisfied smile.

“Hall Master.”

“Shen has fulfilled his commission. I have brought it to you.”

He then handed Wangchuan an exquisite white porcelain bottle.

Three-Flavors Pure Yang Pill: Consumable (5 pills)

A pill refined from large quantities of rare and precious medicinal ingredients. After consumption, it greatly increases the speed of Inner Power cultivation. Its medicinal effect lasts for thirty-six hours and grants an additional 2 points of Stamina and 2 points of Spirit.

Its medicinal force is extremely potent. Only three pills may be consumed per year!

Take note: consuming more than that will no longer aid cultivation and will only add 2 points of Spirit.

Wangchuan’s eyes lit up.

As expected of a treasured pill refined from a nearly five-hundred-year-old wild mountain ginseng.

The medicinal potency of the Three-Flavors Pure Yang Pill far surpassed that of the Lesser Rejuvenation Pill!

Its effect lasted for three full days!

And it granted an additional 2 points of Stamina and 2 points of Spirit!

He had profited enormously.

“Many thanks, Senior Shen!”

“Medicine King Valley’s ability in alchemy and medicine has truly opened this junior’s eyes.”

Wangchuan was sincerely impressed. The three hundred taels of gold had been well worth it.

He immediately took out two more Gold Notes and handed them over.

“Heh-heh...”

Divine Physician Shen stroked his beard and accepted them with a smile.

“As long as Hall Master is satisfied.”

Then his tone shifted.

“Shen has heard that Qinghe Commandery seems to have grown unsettled again recently. Several Outer Elders have arrived at the Branch Altar, and three Inner Elders are leading them. It seems they are investigating the deaths of four Beggar Sect Outer Elders, one Main Altar disciple, and one former Inner Elder.”

Wangchuan’s heart tightened.

The Beggar Sect had finally noticed.

Qiu Dahong from the Main Altar was dead. Elder Zheng was dead. The Lu Family had taken down two Outer Elders. Guan Qifeng and Zhou Yunhai had vanished...

The Beggar Sect’s losses in Qinghe Commandery and Sanhe Commandery had been considerable.

Divine Physician Shen looked Wangchuan straight in the eye and continued, “The Beggar Sect has been spreading word that before Qiu Dahong died, he was carrying a nearly five-hundred-year-old precious ginseng that vanished without a trace. Hall Master Wangchuan, the matter of your asking me to refine pills for you must not be spoken of outside.”

Divine Physician Shen had clearly already realized that the wild mountain ginseng Wangchuan had entrusted to him had come from no ordinary source.

Wangchuan bared his teeth in a smile.

“Do not worry, Senior Shen.”

“In Sanhe Commandery, it is not the Beggar Sect’s turn to run wild.”

Divine Physician Shen seemed to think of something, then smiled and nodded before rising to leave.

“These past few days, refining pills and medicine has delayed my practice. This old man still has patients to see elsewhere, so I will not linger. Farewell.”

“Ergou, see Divine Physician Shen out.”

“Yes!”

Chen Ergou respectfully cupped his fists. “Divine Physician, this way.”

Wangchuan was already impatient to test the effect of the Three-Flavors Pure Yang Pill.

He ordered Chen Ergou, Zhao Heiniu, Su Yun, and Su Qi to take turns standing guard over him, then swallowed one Three-Flavors Pure Yang Pill. At once, he felt a surging, powerful medicinal force spread from his abdomen into all four limbs and every meridian, melting into a rolling current of warmth that coursed fiercely along the circulation path of 《Xuanwu Art》 through the Greater Heavenly Cycle.

Wangchuan entered the wooden tub and submerged himself beneath the water.

The cool current and pressure of the water caused the circulation speed of 《Xuanwu Art》 to double at once!

One full Greater Heavenly Cycle now took only about two minutes to complete.

Each time he completed one cycle, Wangchuan discovered that the experience of 《Xuanwu Art》 increased by 1 point.

Just as expected.

The Three-Flavors Pure Yang Pill increased cultivation speed in much the same way as the Lesser Rejuvenation Pill—1 point of experience for every Greater Heavenly Cycle.

But the Three-Flavors Pure Yang Pill lasted for a full thirty-six hours!

Three days!

Its effective duration was three times that of the Lesser Rejuvenation Pill!

The only difference was...

the Three-Flavors Pure Yang Pill had a cooldown period of an entire year.

He would need a full year to completely neutralize its medicinal force and digest the body’s resistance to it.

Wangchuan closed his eyes and continued circulating his Inner Power.

No matter what...

he would cultivate first.

Everything else could wait.

Aside from briefly getting out to eat, relieve himself, and rest for a short while, he devoted all remaining time to cultivation.

His experience kept rising without pause.

Wangchuan remained seated like that for three straight days.