Immortal Cultivation: Starting from a Pharmacy Apprentice

Chapter 330: Chapter 330: Seeking a Strategy

Yin Zhen chatted with Bai Mo for a moment before preparing to leave.

Just before he left, he suddenly asked:

"Junior Brother, when will you start your Alchemy furnace?"

Bai Mo pondered this.

"I’m not sure yet. I’ve hit a bottleneck, and I need to break through it first."

Yin Zhen nodded slightly.

"It seems your cultivation has improved, Junior Brother."

"When you start your furnace, I’ll come find you again."

The resources for cultivation in the Inner Sect were countless, all of them treasures, but their prices were steep.

The daily expenses were immense. Even Yin Zhen, who had once been extravagant, now understood the need to be frugal when buying Pills.

After watching Yin Zhen leave, Bai Mo returned to his stone house and continued to patch up his unfinished Pill Formula.

「The days passed, one by one.」

It seemed the saying "you don’t bite the hand that feeds you" also applied to Spirit Beasts.

For instance, the wild goose that had received a Feeding Pill from Bai Mo made a special detour, delivering his letter and Pill vial to Immortal Arrival City first.

When the Sect Disciples at Mountain View Tower received it, a flurry of discussion broke out.

"My goodness! This is a message delivered by a goose from the Inner Sect’s Foreign Affairs Hall!"

"How did Junior Brother Bai get to use one of these?"

"Damn, don’t tell me he got into the Inner Sect!?"

Talk was talk, but the letter and items still had to be delivered to the shop’s clerks.

"Who’s heading that way? Take this with you."

It wasn’t until noon that the items finally arrived at the shop.

There were no customers in the shop, and Wei An was dozing off.

Hearing that a letter had arrived from their Shopkeeper, he jolted awake.

Once the items were in hand, Qin Wen called over the other clerks to have a look.

"We haven’t heard from the Shopkeeper in so long."

"He sent a letter now, with so many Pills... does this mean he still can’t come back?"

After returning from the Xuandao Sect, the prominent figures of Demon Hunting Teams like Lanshan’s had all experienced a great boost in morale.

One by one, their ambitions soared to an unbelievable degree; they were no longer just drifting through life as before.

After just a few days of rest and recuperation, they had charged energetically back into the mountains.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell they had gained some great benefit, but every one of them kept their lips sealed, refusing to reveal a thing.

Bai Mo’s letter was long, written in several parts.

As the clerks read it together, they couldn’t help but look at each other in astonishment.

"The Shopkeeper was promoted to an Inner Sect Disciple of the Xuandao Sect?"

"And he’s in secluded cultivation there, entrusted with an important task."

"If that’s the case, he really won’t be back for a long time."

"This is just..."

With the Shopkeeper not returning, it meant the shop’s stock of High Tier Pills would not be replenished.

Moreover, the Tier Two Pills had already sold out, and the shop was now relying solely on the clerks to stay afloat.

"Let’s see what Pills the Shopkeeper sent back. According to the letter, these are all leftovers from his Alchemy, and each has its own effect."

"Hmm..."

Xue Ning, who had been immersed in the Alchemy Dao for years without ever finding his way, looked at the names and effects of the Pills and fell silent.

"I’ve never heard of these. They’re likely miraculous Pills that most people will never even hear of in their lifetime!"

"If we weren’t forced to sell them to make a living, Pills like these could be passed down as family heirlooms."

"It’s truly a shame we have to sell them..."

Despite saying so, everyone quickly got busy.

Bai Mo had sent them a batch of miraculous Pills. Such Pills couldn’t possibly be sold off without creating a stir.

Bai Mo had only sent the Pills back; he no longer had to worry about how to run the business.

The clerks had been managing the shop for a long time and were quite adept at it.

「The sun rose and the moon set.」

A month passed in a flash. On Mi Mountain, the drifting Pill Fragrance attracted many birds and beasts.

Ah Er was terrified of them.

’The medicinal seeds I planted are just beginning to sprout. What will I do if they’re ruined by these careless creatures?’

So, it often brandished a branch, chasing away the flocks of birds and wandering beasts.

With the intimidating presence of a Spirit Beast, it feared nothing unless it encountered one of its own kind.

This badger was indeed exceptionally intelligent. One day, it even asked Bai Mo for a net.

When it felt offended by the flocks of birds, it would cast the net, hoping to catch a couple to make soup for the evening.

On the night it brought back two white-feathered birds, Bai Mo’s Pill was finally successfully concocted.

Feeling that he had made no mistakes, Bai Mo was in an excellent mood and drank several bowls of bird soup.

Ah Er held a small bowl, sipping the shimmering, oily soup, but its eyes kept darting toward the golden pill on the table.

THWACK!

Bai Mo slapped it on the head.

"Don’t you covet it. This Pill is potent. With your small frame, eating it would be fatal."

Hearing this, Ah Er immediately shrank back and forced itself to look away.

After a night’s rest, Bai Mo sought out Sun Qian again during his patrol the next day.

The old man’s spirits were indeed much better. He squatted by the wooden fence, talking with Bai Mo.

"There are some things I’d like to ask you in private, Senior."

Bai Mo said softly.

With a wave of his hand, Sun Qian blocked out all external sounds.

Bai Mo was slightly startled.

’These prisoners really do have some tricks up their sleeves,’ he thought.

"What is it, young man? Speak quickly."

"This sound-isolation technique of mine is mediocre at best, and it’s even worse in this prison. It won’t last long, and it only covers the small area between us."

Bai Mo glanced at him and said:

"Mi Mountain is remote, and I don’t often interact with my senior brothers, so it’s hard to get guidance and have my questions answered."

"Today, I wanted to ask you, Senior, about the foundation and methods of Core Formation."

Sun Qian quickly shook his head.

"Although this old man has lived a long life and reached the Nascent Soul realm, you must know, young man, that I was promoted through unorthodox means."

"When I underwent Core Formation, I took a particularly radical path, not a proper one, and as a result, my foundation is flawed."

"If you hadn’t read the sect’s scriptures, I would become your first teacher, and my ideas and philosophies would be invisibly rooted in your mind."

He looked a little flustered.

"If I harmed you with my methods and your esteemed sect found out, they would surely make sure these old bones of mine never leave this place."

Of course, Bai Mo had no intention of learning his methods for Core Formation and reaching the Nascent Soul realm.

After a moment’s thought, Bai Mo rephrased his question.

"How much of their power do the Core Formation Cultivators in this black prison have left?"

"Do they have any weaknesses or flaws?"

"And if I were to target them, how would I get past their defenses?"

After this series of questions, Sun Qian’s eyes widened.

"Young man, are you planning to make a move on them?"

He re-evaluated the jailer before him, who was only at the Foundation Establishment Realm.

In over two hundred years, he had seen several jailers of all shapes and sizes.

But this was the first one to actively stir up trouble with the prisoners.

After a moment’s hesitation, Sun Qian spoke.

"The prisoners here are already weak. If you do this, aren’t you afraid of killing them and being blamed by the sect?"

Bai Mo was surprised.

"Senior, do you really think my Pills can poison a Core Formation Cultivator to death?"

"Maybe, but I can’t imagine how much effort that would take."

’Besides, if things really go wrong, what’s the big deal if I spend a little to save their lives?’

Since it had come to this, Sun Qian couldn’t refuse.

’Besides, aside from myself, everyone else in the prison is a dead man walking anyway—destined to become either fish feed or livestock.’

’There’s no chance of making enemies.’

"The Core Formation Cultivators in this prison may seem resilient, but in truth, they’re just empty shells. Their lives are hanging on by nothing more than their Golden Core."

"However, the Golden Core is miraculous. If they fight with their life on the line, they can still use it to kill. If you could sever their connection to it..."

What he said was similar to what Bai Mo had read in the scriptures, but it still boosted his confidence.

Sun Qian cleared his throat.

"Every Cultivator’s Golden Core is different, containing different miraculous powers. Heaven knows what kind of hidden cards they might have."

"On that point, you must be careful, young man."

After listening to him, Bai Mo left quickly, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Sun Qian dispelled the sound-isolation technique, and the sounds of the outside world instantly flooded his ears.

"That old coot is really sucking up to the jailer."

"Such behavior is a disgrace to the rest of us. I refuse to associate with him!"

"Hah, you’re all just jealous that he might regain his freedom. What’s the point of saying all this? I’m more curious about what the old man actually said..."

Sun Qian turned a deaf ear to their various comments.

Thinking that the day of his release was not far off, he hummed a little tune, leaned back leisurely against a pile of straw, and crossed his legs.

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