The Path of Immortality: Starts With Creating Water Bear Gu

Upon hearing this, all the crew members were shocked. Consuming every spiritual herb from the Death Sea available on the market, even if some were of low value, combined, it would still amount to an astronomical sum.

"Captain, do you have any idea how many spiritual herbs the Black Dragon Pirates has plundered from the Death Sea? The herbs here are already piled up like mountains," Shi Jiefu said, frowning, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"The Gu cultivators on the island use these herbs to feed their spirit insects and spirit beasts," Shi Jiefu added, still puzzled.

Seeing the confused looks from all the crew, Long Xuan chuckled and said, "Alright, let me show you the results of my research during my time on the ship."

"Did you really think I was just lazing around in my cabin for so long?"

With a smile, Long Xuan pulled out four pill recipes from his storage ring, and Di Xin immediately snatched them.

She glanced at the names of the recipes first. Wow, how perfunctory! They were simply named First Xuan Pill, Second Xuan Pill, Third Xuan Pill, and Fourth Xuan Pill.

Why didn't he just call them 'Long Xuan Pills?' That would have sounded nicer.

Di Xin pouted and then looked at the description on the recipes and the listed ingredients. Her surprise deepened, and disbelief flashed in her eyes.

Good heavens! The materials listed in the recipes were all spiritual herbs from the Death Sea! These recipes were clearly newly created. How did he manage this? He effortlessly created four pill recipes?

Is he a reincarnated Pill God? He creates recipes as easily as drinking water and eating meals.

A storm of emotions surged in Di Xin's heart.

At this moment, she couldn't help but feel fortunate. Thankfully, she wasn’t afraid of the cold water when she harvested a large amount of spiritual herbs from the sea. Otherwise, she would have missed out on this fortune.

This is no small amount of wealth. And don't forget that she's fast. When it comes to collecting spiritual herbs, she’s like a harvester, gathering far more than the rest of the crew combined.

The spiritual herbs from the Death Sea were already piling up in her storage ring. If she sold them at a high price, it would be a fortune that could shake her heart.

What kind of scene would it be when these four pill recipes were released? She didn’t need to guess—there would be a frenzy on the island. All the Gu cultivators would fight madly for the Death Sea herbs.

At that time, the price of these herbs would soar, and this group, having come from the Death Sea, would make a fortune.

No, they still needed to seize all the Death Sea herbs plundered by the Black Dragon Pirates at dirt-cheap prices.

"Hiss..." Di Xin couldn't help but take a deep breath. They were about to get rich. Really, really rich.

She gave Long Xuan a stunned look. He must have thought of this plan the moment he saw the first Death Sea herb, right?

When she looked at the effects recorded on the four pill recipes again, her scalp tingled.

The First Xuan Pill was for increasing the spiritual power of Gu cultivators in the Spirit Gathering stage, the Second Xuan Pill for those in the Marrow Cleansing stage, the Third Xuan Pill for those in the Spiritual Sea stage, and the Fourth Xuan Pill for boosting the spiritual power of Gu Kings. 𐍂ἈΝо฿Ёṣ

Good heavens! These four pill recipes covered all stages, and the effects were the most practical type—boosting spiritual power, something everyone would want to buy.

What’s more terrifying is that the efficacy of these four pills was superior to most similar pills on the market.

If these don’t sell out, that would be unbelievable.

Di Xin could already foresee the uproar these recipes would cause once they hit the market. All Gu cultivators would go crazy for them.

By then, all the spiritual herbs needed for the pills would have already been monopolized by them. They could then sell them at sky-high prices.

They were destined to get rich. With these four pill recipes, it would be hard not to.

The only concern was whether a third-grade alchemist would be able to intimidate everyone. It seemed she would need to disguise herself as a peak Gu King fourth-grade formation master.

A smile tugged at Di Xin’s lips. If she had to pretend to be something else, she might worry about being exposed. But as a peak Gu King fourth-grade formation master, she was confident no one on the island would see through her disguise.

Seeing that Di Xin had taken all the recipes, Long Xuan sighed and pulled out several more stacks of recipes from his storage ring—at least tens of thousands of them.

Any transmigrator knows how to use printing techniques. For Long Xuan, producing this many recipes was no trouble.

After placing the recipes on the ground, Long Xuan instructed the crew, "Divide these recipes among yourselves. After gathering all the spiritual herbs from the Death Sea, scatter these recipes across the streets. Then, we'll just wait to get rich."

The other crew members quickly picked up the recipes, scanned them briefly, and soon displayed the same shocked expressions as Di Xin. Afterward, their faces lit up with joy.

Only a fool wouldn’t realize that once these recipes spread to the market, the demand for the herbs would skyrocket, and they were about to make a fortune.

Just moments ago, the crew had been feeling down, but now their spirits were soaring.

"Captain, did you create these?" Shi Jiefu asked, visibly moved, with a serious expression on his face.

As the ship's doctor, Shi Jiefu was also an alchemist, though he focused more on healing. Being an alchemist, he understood all too well how difficult it was to create pill recipes.

If it were that easy to create pill recipes, the Black Dragon Pirate Crew would have done it themselves rather than sell these herbs at rock-bottom prices.

With his experience as an alchemist, Shi Jiefu could easily tell the quality of these recipes.

If the captain had truly created these recipes, then he was a rare prodigy, with alchemy talent that could rival the greatest in history.

Long Xuan, a habitual liar, didn’t even hesitate to reply, "How could I possibly create pill recipes? These were made by my master and his wife, and they transmitted them to me from afar. You know I have the Sou Gu, so it was easy to ask my master to research a few recipes."

Hearing this, Di Xin rolled her eyes. What master? What wife? Since when did Old Long have such abilities?

And what wife? She wasn’t aware of any. Did Old Long take another wife? Several wives?

The rest of the crew might believe his nonsense, but Di Xin, knowing him too well, wasn't fooled.

This guy lied as naturally as breathing. Not a word out of his mouth was ever true.

Those few alchemical recipes were probably created by him, yet he still pretends otherwise!

Di Xin rolled her eyes at him, picked up a stack of alchemical recipes from the ground, and suddenly displayed a shocked expression.

The handwriting on all of the recipes was identical, as if directly copied. How did he manage to do this?

You must know that if a person writes the same character ten thousand times, no two would be exactly the same. Yet his characters were perfectly identical, as if they were carved from the same mold, with no visible differences at all.

Could it be that he has invented some incredible new technique?

Di Xin pondered. If writing can be copied, could formations also be mass-produced using this method? She showed a thoughtful expression...

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At this moment, in the Leng Clan, inside the meeting room.

"Immediately issue my command: shut down the island’s teleportation formation right now. Publicly announce that it’s broken and will take several months to repair."

"A strong wind is approaching, bringing a large number of Gu cultivators to the island, including many Gu Kingnexperts. I want to trap them all on the island and force them into this war."

"Hmph! With this massive force, even if the Black Dragon Pirate Crew wants to swallow us whole, I will make sure they lose a tooth in the process!"

Leng Qianqiu slammed the table hard, his eyes flashing with viciousness.

The high-ranking members of the various clans in the meeting were all taken aback. They hadn't expected this island lord to be so ruthless, intending to drag all the Gu cultivators who came to seek refuge on the island into the war.

This plan would result in the deaths of many innocent foreign Gu cultivators, but for the forces on Big Lonely Island, it was a good way to relieve the pressure.

With this fresh army, even if the Black Dragon Pirates took over the island, they would have to pay a heavy price. They wouldn't be able to do it without losing at least half their manpower.

The people around the meeting table exchanged glances.

Although this approach was rather unscrupulous, it was undoubtedly advantageous for Big Lonely Island. As a result, no one objected to the plan. Instead, they all fell into contemplation, calculating how much their odds of victory would improve by factoring in these external forces.

However, the silence lingered for a long time, and no one showed any signs of optimism. Clearly, even with this fresh force, they still didn't have much hope for this war.

The gap between the two sides was simply too large. In the past, with help from Small Lonely Island, they could barely resist the Black Dragon Pirate Crew.

Now, even with all the external Guncultivators on the island, they couldn't compare to the power of Small Lonely Island, so their odds remained slim.

But this was one of the few effective strategies left. They might as well use it; any advantage, no matter how small, was better than none. They couldn't concern themselves with the lives of outsiders.

With the island lord's command issued, the meeting of the high-ranking members of the various clans on the island finally came to an end. The participants began to leave the conference room one after another.

Not long after, only the island lord remained in the room, and silence returned to the space.

At this moment, Leng Yan, who had been waiting outside for a long time, finally let out a breath and walked inside.

The meeting room, where sensitive matters were discussed, was naturally soundproofed with a formation. So, even though she had been waiting outside for a long time, she hadn’t heard a word of what was said inside.

Leng Qianqiu had already sensed her presence outside. When she entered, he wasn’t surprised. He looked up at her and said wearily, "Niece, you came at the wrong time. You really shouldn't have come to the island now."

Leng Qianqiu shook his head and let out a long sigh. He looked at her again and asked, "Is there a reason you came to the island this time?"

After a moment of silence, Leng Yan finally gathered the courage to say, "Island lord, I came to Sky Island to find the Youth-Retaining Fruit, but with the strong winds approaching, I and the other crew members had no choice but to seek refuge on the island."

"How many vacant rooms does the Leng Clan have? There aren't many people on our ship, just over a hundred."

Leng Yan held up one finger, looking somewhat embarrassed as she gazed at the island lord, her expression full of tension.

"Niece, I can't help you with this. I can only spare one room for you to stay in. As for the others, I really can't do anything."

"The strong wind has brought far too many people onto the island, and all the empty rooms have long been claimed by acquaintances."

Leng Qianqiu did not hesitate and directly rejected Leng Yan's request.

Upon hearing this, Leng Yan's expression stiffened. She had promised that she could secure at least ten rooms, but now there was only one available. Wouldn't that make her look bad? How could she explain this to the crew?

Noticing Leng Qianqiu’s heavy expression, filled with concern, it seemed that something major was happening. She didn't dare to ask further. Just as she was about to get up and leave, an elder walked into the room.

The elder glanced at her, saw that she wasn't an outsider, and said to Leng Qianqiu, "Island lord, I've already compiled the statistics on the incoming foreign Gu cultivators on the island."

"Among them, one person has a very distinguished identity—a mysterious Third-Grade Alchemist."

At this, the elder paused and looked up at the island lord.

Hearing this, Leng Qianqiu’s eyes lit up. He quickly stood up, excitedly saying, "Heaven is helping me! Truly, heaven is helping me!"

"Immediately gather all the materials for the King-Breaking Pill from the entire city. I must ask this Third-Grade Alchemist to refine the King-Breaking Pill! We must have several Gu Kings break through before the Black Dragon Pirates attacks."

"The more Gu Kings we have, the better our chances of victory!"

"If those Spiritual Sea-level Gu cultivators, who are invincible at their rank, can break through to Gu King within a month, our hope of defeating the Black Dragon Pirate Crew will greatly increase!"

"Hurry and invite that Third-Grade Alchemist over! No, I will personally go!"

Saying this, Leng Qianqiu rushed towards the door.

Hearing this, Leng Yan’s face changed drastically, and she could no longer sit still.

If only one Third-Grade Alchemist had come to the island, how could she not know who it was?

This was a huge problem!

Long Xuan, that imposter, could never refine a Third-Grade Spiritual Pill. Asking him to refine the King-Breaking Pill was a joke! He was just a Marrow Cleansing-level Gu cultivator; where could he get the ability to refine the King-Breaking Pill?

Why did Long Xuan choose to pretend to be a Third-Grade Alchemist of all things? Now the situation had gotten out of hand, and Leng Yan was furious.

"Wait!"

Leng Yan hurriedly called after the island lord, anxiously saying, "I know that Third-Grade Alchemist. To be honest, I came to the island with him."

"His background is very mysterious, and it's highly likely that he's affiliated with the Alchemist God Palace, so we absolutely cannot offend him."

"Moreover, his sect has an odd rule: they don’t refine breakthrough pills for anyone. If we request that he refine the King-Breaking Pill, not only will we fail, but we’ll also offend his sect!"

Leng Qianqiu turned back to look at her indifferently, and said coldly, "If this were before, I would never offend a mysterious Third-Grade Alchemist."

"But now, do you see the situation we're in? Big Lonely Island is about to fall, and the clan is on the brink of destruction. I can't afford to care about that anymore!"

"I don’t care about his rules; today, he will refine the King-Breaking Pill, whether he wants to or not!"

"Even if we offend his sect, it's a risk we have to take!"

With that, Leng Qianqiu stormed out of the room.

Leng Yan hurried after him, but how could she keep up with the speed of a Gu King at the peak? There was no sign of Leng Qianqiu outside by the time she reached the door.

Leng Yan's face turned pale. This was a disaster!

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