Immortal Cultivation: Starting from a Pharmacy Apprentice

Chapter 254: Chapter 254: The Pill’s Might

Outside the storage room.

Demonic Cultivators swarmed in, engaging the Sect Disciples in battle.

As previously agreed, the forces lying in ambush outside ignored the Demonic Cultivator reinforcements.

Mountain View Tower’s plan was to pin them down here, saving the trouble of hunting them later.

The pressure on Lanshan mounted. His heart sank as he watched several snarling Demonic Cultivators charge toward him.

Sensing Lanshan’s aura surge—a clear sign he was about to unleash the power he had been accumulating—Bai Mo quickly stopped him.

Once the vital energy from the Winter Storage Skill was unleashed, it was like a river flowing to the sea—it couldn’t be stopped or taken back.

Bai Mo had no intention of wasting it here.

Several greenish Pills appeared in Bai Mo’s hand, and with a flick of his wrist, he flung them out.

The greenish Pills exploded just as the Demonic Cultivators’ expressions tensed.

A cloud of smoke instantly obscured their vision.

Lanshan recognized the Pills the moment they left Bai Mo’s hand. His scalp went numb as he grabbed Bai Mo’s sleeve and hastily leaped away.

The Five Obstacles Pill. Bai Mo had refined it using deep marsh mud collected by the Demon Hunting Team as the primary ingredient, resulting in its greenish hue.

Compared to the original version made with red sand, this Pill wasn’t as pungent, and the smoke wasn’t especially irritating upon impact.

However, its subsequent corrosive effect was stronger by more than just a fraction.

Standing upwind, they waited less than three breaths before the Demonic Cultivators charged out, shrouded in green smoke.

Blood erupted from their bodies, washing away the clinging smoke.

Their eyes, however, weren’t so lucky. Besides the soreness, a corrosive sting made it nearly impossible for them to see.

THWACK!

A dark iron chain had somehow wrapped around Lanshan’s fist. Gritting his teeth, he smashed his fist into one of the Cultivators’ faces.

The man’s face caved in as he was sent flying back into the green smoke.

Bai Mo, however, was taken aback. ’Since when did the smoke make a sound?’

But Lanshan had already charged another Cultivator, fist raised to strike.

As he stomped his feet, a viscous, dark, condensed liquid could be seen on the ground.

With the advantage of clear vision, Lanshan held his own, locked in combat with his opponents.

Watching the green smoke, a flash of insight struck Bai Mo as he realized the key to the situation.

"It’s the murky substance filling this area!"

Though he wasn’t sure what it was, Bai Mo guessed that the green smoke from the Five Obstacles Pill was corroding this substance and causing a reaction.

With a flick of his wrist, he produced five more.

"Fall back!"

Lanshan was struggling to hold his ground against several Demonic Cultivators, whose bodies were constantly regenerating, blood flowing endlessly to repair their wounds.

If this dragged on, he would surely be overwhelmed.

Just as he was searching for an opening, Lanshan heard Bai Mo’s low shout. It was faint, but he heard it clearly.

Before he could react, a greenish Pill had already landed on each of the Cultivators before him.

His pupils contracted. Almost subconsciously, Lanshan scrambled backward.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The Pills exploded. The Cultivators at the epicenter screamed as they were instantly swallowed by the smoke.

The Cultivator who Lanshan had punched earlier now burst out from the green smoke again.

Blood streamed down the man’s face, which was now a mangled ruin.

Every inch of his exposed skin, on his face and body, was corroded and broken. His protective Spiritual Qi had been completely shattered.

He had just taken a gasp of air when an even thicker cloud of green smoke swept in, engulfing him once more.

Hearing the screams, Lanshan couldn’t help but glance at Bai Mo.

"This is..."

Bai Mo nodded, his voice now clearer.

"It seems my Five Obstacles Pill has a special effect here."

With that, he took out a pill bottle, poured out a stream of Five Obstacles Pills, and scattered them in all directions.

As the sound of exploding Pills filled the air, Lanshan listened with a profound sense of dread.

He had used this Pill often on Celestial Barrier Mountain; it was an incredibly convenient tool.

For ambushes and routing enemies, it never failed.

It was especially effective against bold, rule-breaking individuals, capable of easily turning the tide of a confrontation.

Now, seeing it used by someone else, he gained a much more visceral understanding of how terrifying the Pill truly was.

He’d always known Pill Masters were influential, but as a man who prided himself on physical prowess, he never paid much mind to their personal combat strength.

But watching the Five Obstacles Pills detonate, Lanshan finally realized just how fearsome a Pill Master could be.

’This stuff I consider so precious is probably nothing to him.’

’Who knows how many more he has on him?’

Unaware of Lanshan’s thoughts, Bai Mo finished one bottle of Pills, took out a fresh one, and prepared to continue.

Suddenly, the sky brightened, revealing a starry night as the oppressive dark canopy rapidly faded away.

"Who damaged my Mola Cover!?"

A figure in white leaped onto a rooftop, his glaring eyes sweeping over the crowd.

He appeared to be a middle-aged man with three wisps of a beard on his chin and handsome features.

Combined with his tall build, he would have undoubtedly captured the hearts of many women under normal circumstances.

Unfortunately, a massive hump on his back ruined his otherwise impressive bearing.

"Haha!"

From below, two Xuandao Sect Disciples leaped up, flanking the man.

"So, you’re Cha Daoren?"

"We’ve been looking for you for a long time!"

Cha Daoren sneered.

"The Xuandao Sect sent just you two juniors? You underestimate me!"

With that, he moved with an eerie gait, taking the initiative to charge the disciple on the right.

The three of them were instantly locked in combat.

The two Xuandao Sect Disciples cultivated a coordinated fighting style, their attacks perfectly synchronized.

Bai Mo had heard of Cultivators like these. They ate, lived, and trained together from childhood, hoping to achieve a state where their minds were one.

While those who began training later in life could also learn such techniques, there would always be subtle differences, making it difficult to achieve true unity.

Sects with the necessary resources always nurtured such pairs from childhood.

Cha Daoren faced the assault unperturbed. The clothes on his back tore open, and another torso drilled its way out.

This smaller torso had a blurred face but possessed two arms of its own, which gripped a pair of iron spikes and launched a flurry of attacks.

Bai Mo suddenly heard the sound of a latch being drawn.

Looking back, he realized the ground was covered in blood, making it unsettling to walk on.

All this blood had flowed from the Demonic Cultivators, and it occasionally bubbled on the ground.

Bai Mo suspected that this blood had a purpose beyond just the Demonic Cultivators themselves.

Covering the ground like this, it likely had other functions, such as revealing hidden compartments and cellars, or even disrupting concealed Arrays.

CREAK!

The door to the storage room suddenly swung open.

Amidst a few barks, a dozen or so dogs charged out.

The dogs were of various ages and colors, but none of them looked like ordinary canines.

Cha Daoren’s eyes lit up, and he let out a great laugh.

"The real prize has finally shown itself!"

With that, he shot out several slender chains adorned with blood-colored Talismans, which snaked toward the strange dogs on the ground.

A small white dog, startled by the attack, lost its footing and fell, only to be snatched up by a charging Demonic Cultivator.

The man slashed the dog’s belly open with his blade, rummaged around inside, and then looked disappointed.

"Nothing."

At that moment, a Xuandao Sect Disciple took out a small sword, chanted a few words, and tossed it into the air.

Dozens of cold glints of light shot out, shattering all of Cha Daoren’s chains.

A nearby Demonic Cultivator was also riddled with holes.

Using the Five Obstacles Pills to clear a path, Bai Mo slipped into the storage room under Lanshan’s cover.

The moment he entered, he saw an old man lying on the floor, barely breathing.

A large, bleeding wound was visible on his wrist.

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