Chapter Seventeen: The Corpse in the Seventeenth Cave

Under the moonlit pine trees, two figures stood solemnly.

One had white hair and a black robe, with a thin and lean figure.

The other stood with hands behind his back, towering and strong.

In the howling cold wind, a deep voice slowly echoed.

“Junior brother, this is against the rules.”

Feeling the mighty blood and energy surging from the man, He Niansheng let out a long sigh.

“The rules…”

“Senior brother, I’m dying, and you still want to confine me with rules?”

After a moment of silence, the deep voice spoke again.

“Junior brother, what makes him so special?”

“He made you destroy the Photographic Stone and go to the Soul-carrying Cliff to get someone?”

“Or… is it that junior brother still can’t let go of the past? Insisting on provoking conflicts?”

As he spoke, the man slowly turned his head.

This man with thick eyebrows and a square face was none other than the Master of the Dahe Sect, Hai Guo.

“Senior brother, Jiang Xiong took away my opportunity, how can I let it go?”

“Senior brother, the Dahe Sect is facing difficulties in stepping into the Foundation Establishment stage. It’s not the time for internal conflicts. Down the mountain…”

“Senior brother, don’t worry, Niansheng won’t act willfully anymore.”

Giving He Niansheng a deep look, Hai Guo didn’t say much more.

On Qingdan Peak, He Niansheng watched Hai Guo’s retreating figure, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

Jiang Xiong?

The Four Clans Opening the River?

Hmph!

What nonsense!

Can any of these compare to the Immortal Path?

Senior brother, oh senior brother…

That old man gave the Dahe Sect to you as a strategic move.

Your talents are all wasted on the Dahe Sect.

…

That night, in a quiet room at the foot of Qingdan Peak, Li Dahua finally received his reward.

After storing the spiritual stones in his meridians, Li Dahua slowly opened a jade box.

Inside the box lay a pale blue pill.

And this was the Foundation Building Pill that every Qi Refining disciple desperately sought.

As he held the Foundation Building Pill, carefully examining the golden threads that seemed to be wandering on its surface, Li Dahua couldn’t even breathe properly.

One thread, two threads, three threads!

There were actually three pill patterns!

Having cultivated for decades, Li Dahua naturally knew how to differentiate the quality of pills.

Every pill has pill patterns.

The more pill patterns, the more extraordinary the pill.

The legendary Immortal Pills are covered with pill patterns and are entirely golden.

After examining it for a while, Li Dahua finally put the Foundation Building Pill back.

Sigh…

Fate is unpredictable, and destiny plays tricks on people.

What Lin Fang pursued so desperately, even risking his life to obtain, ended up falling into the hands of Li Dahua.

Looking at the Foundation Building Pill in the jade box, Li Dahua was torn.

This Foundation Building Pill is a great fortune.

If I sell it, my wealth will multiply several times.

But having too many spiritual stones will inevitably attract others’ attention.

Five hundred spiritual stones… is already enough.

What if I use this Foundation Building Pill myself?

Once I successfully build my foundation, I can extend my lifespan by a hundred years. Isn’t that wonderful?

A hundred years, I can marry several wives, have hundreds of descendants!

I’ll have to drink a lake of fine wine!

…

Human desires are like an insatiable abyss.

Once you start, it’s hard to turn back.

In the end, Li Dahua couldn’t resist the temptation of the Foundation Building Pill.

Taking the pill, his throat moved, and he swallowed it directly.

As his blood and energy surged, Li Dahua felt a dramatic change in his dantian.

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His dormant dantian, like a sealed cave, began to awaken little by little.

The stagnant spiritual energy started to become active again.

Drip…

Drip…

The sound of dripping water echoed in his ears, and Li Dahua’s face showed a complex expression.

Condensing Qi into liquid!

This is a sign of advancing to the Foundation Building stage.

Gathering water into a stream, accumulating streams into a river, and converging rivers into a great river.

To accommodate all rivers, this is the foundation.

I never thought… that I, Li Dahua, would have the day of building my foundation?

I wasted decades on the Immortal Path like this?

Could it be that the only thing I lacked was this small Foundation Building Pill!

It’s really ironic!

Thinking back on the decades of his past, Li Dahua felt that he had lived in vain.

A small Foundation Building Pill made him toil for half his life!

Like him, like Lin Fang.

Even in a lifetime, they couldn’t obtain a single Foundation Building Pill.

No wonder… no wonder… the Foundation Building cultivators in the sect are all from those few surnames.

They control the Foundation Building Pills and still advocate the idea of talent!

The disciples of the Dahe Sect are just slaves for those four clans!

Once I reach the Foundation Building stage, I’ll leave this place!

Leave Bai Cang River, leave Xizi Cangzhou!

Filled with indignation, Li Dahua focused on building his foundation.

Just as the last trace of spiritual energy was about to condense into liquid, a wave of icy energy burst out from his body.

In an instant, Li Dahua was caught off guard.

The chilling aura of death first destroyed his dantian, then invaded his organs.

Falling to the ground, the light in Li Dahua’s eyes gradually dimmed.

He was dead.

…

Wang He, from the Seventeenth Cave, received his first task.

Although Wang He was just a miscellaneous disciple, his spiritual perception level far exceeded that of other miscellaneous disciples.

Sure enough, even though he had just entered the Soul-carrying Cliff, Jiang Liang Elder assigned him the Seventeenth Cave.

Feeling grateful in his heart, Wang He had already made up his mind.

I must work hard and not disappoint Elder Jiang’s trust in me!

Soon, a corpse was placed in front of Wang He.

A wooden sign hung around the corpse’s waist.

It read:

[Outer Disciple, Ninth Level of Qi Refining, Li Dahua]

At the moment Wang He read the wooden sign, he was also shocked.

Wow!

Ninth Level of Qi Refining!

The peak level of an outer disciple!

Is my first task going to be this challenging?

Holding his breath, Wang He began to carefully sense the meridians.

Half an hour, one hour, two hours…

Wang He was already sweating profusely, and with a blade in his hand, he couldn’t make a precise incision.

Each meridian seemed to hide something, yet it seemed like nothing was hidden.

At this moment, Wang He finally realized the difficulty of dissecting corpses.

Just as he sighed, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

With a glance, Wang He saw the gloomy face of Jiang Liang.

I have to do it!

I have to leave a good impression on Elder Jiang!

With the blade in hand, Wang He directly pierced the right hand acupoint.

The blade rotated, opening a two-inch-long incision, and white spiritual stones poured out like flowing water.

Is this a shipment?!

It’s a shipment!

Oh my god!

Are these spiritual stones?!

How can there be so many spiritual stones for this Li Dahua, just an outer disciple!

“Jiang… Elder Jiang… this…”

Shocked, Wang He quickly looked back at Jiang Liang.

Wang He thought he would receive praise from Jiang Liang, but what awaited him was a heavy slap.

“Useless! Useless!”

A loud slap.

Wang He was directly knocked unconscious by Jiang Liang.