Chapter 581 - 322: Profound Pattern Pill Formed, White Flood Dragon Breath!

In this state, Su Mu discovered that his senses were far sharper than usual; any slightest rustle within several li around the small courtyard fell into his ears with crystal clarity.

Thus he heard someone quietly approaching the back courtyard, then vaulting over the wall, the light sound of feet landing on the herb field soaked by snowflakes.

"Two Fourth-Grade Martial Artists—seems they think quite highly of a mere Seventh Grade Pill Master like me."

Su Mu quietly stopped his cultivation, and was just about to pretend to return to his room.

The person behind drew closer; his figure stretched slantwise under the moonlight, blocking out the glow. A man dressed in black, his face wrapped in a black cloth with only a pair of eyes exposed, appeared behind him.

"Who are you?"

"If you don’t want to die, don’t shout. Whatever I ask, you answer. If you understand, nod."

Su Mu deliberately swallowed in fear, his whole body trembling as he nodded.

The man’s voice was low, clearly forced down on purpose, and what surprised Su Mu was that the two people who came tonight did not seem to be on the same side. Another Fourth-Grade Martial Artist was still hiding in the dark, yet to show himself.

"The other one should be someone Baili Hongtang sent to protect me in secret."

Su Mu sighed inwardly in some helplessness; it seemed he had to put on another act first.

"Y-You... who are you? This is the Cyan Fish Gang’s territory."

Seeing Su Mu cower like this, the masked man showed disdain. "If I want to kill you, no one can save you... Speak. What did you do during those days you disappeared?"

With that, Su Mu instantly understood that the other party wasn’t here for that half scroll of the White Flood Dragon Flipping River Map, nor had they suspected him.

It was merely those few days of disappearance that made the other party suspect he’d been doing something for Baili Hongtang, though the other party seemed unaware of the alchemy matter.

"Did you think I wouldn’t know Baili Hongtang asked you to help her refine pills?"

"How do you know about this... Y-You, who exactly are you?"

"Who I am doesn’t matter. You only need to know I can take your life at any time." The man in black believed he had already gotten the answer he wanted from the shock on Su Mu’s face.

"Three days from now, at a quarter past 7 p.m., come meet me in the small woods ten li east of the city. You can tell Second Young Miss about tonight if you like, but then your little life might not be guaranteed."

With that, the man in black flickered, the door slammed shut with a bang, and the man hurried away.

"Truly troublesome... I hope Baili Hongtang’s people can handle this, otherwise..."

Su Mu’s brows knit tightly, killing intent surging in his eyes. From the man’s sudden departure, it was clear he didn’t know Baili Hongtang’s true intentions and had merely been fishing for information just now—but Su Mu had only been playing along as well.

For now, with the Little Yellow Court Pill Formula and the Tianshan Snow Silkworm’s cast-off shell still not in hand, he had no intention of leaving the Cyan Fish Gang yet.

After the man left, the Fourth-Grade Martial Artist hiding in the dark also withdrew. A clash between the two was inevitable, but none of that had anything to do with Su Mu.

Returning to his room, Su Mu lay on the bed and soon drifted into sleep.

The next day, in the Alchemy Room, a flash of Spiritual Light flickered in Su Mu’s hand. Somewhat excited, he took out an ancient-looking Jade Scroll. As a wisp of Spiritual Power poured in, the scroll blossomed with light.

Vast and arcane information about the Immortal Body poured into his mind.

"Immortal Body: the tendons and bones as the furnace, Profound Patterns fused into the marrow, burn away the mortal shell, and only then behold the undying... Once mastered, this method allows entry to the Little Vajra Secret Realm."

"To cultivate this method, one must temper the body with the ancient ’Vajra Profound Pattern,’ causing tendons, bones, blood, and flesh to continuously shed and transform, ultimately stepping into the Immortal Saint Realm. This cultivation must be accompanied by the aid of the ’Profound Pattern Pill,’ otherwise at best the bones will shatter inch by inch, at worst the body will collapse entirely..."

Su Mu carefully reviewed this hard-won ancient Cultivation Technique, which the Sun Family Ancestor had extorted with a single sword from the Infinite Arhat elder of the Vajra Temple.

"Profound Pattern Pill Formula..."

After carefully reading the Pill Formula, Su Mu’s mood grew somewhat unsettled. Since arriving in Donglai County, with the successive sponsorships of the Tao Family’s Qinglin Pavilion and the Cyan Fish Gang—

He had finally gathered all the precious Spiritual Materials needed to refine the Profound Pattern Pill, and had raised his alchemy to the corresponding Realm. Now, he could finally begin attempting to refine it.

Due to the limitation of the Three Profound Blood Fruit, Su Mu currently had only five sets of ingredients, each of which could not be wasted lightly.

After that night, no one came to disturb the small courtyard again.

Alchemy Skill (Small Success 93%)

"Buzz—!"

As the furnace flame danced, three days slipped by in a flash. At a certain moment, the Pill Furnace trembled violently, shattering the stillness of the Alchemy Room.

"The second batch... the pills are done!"

Su Mu’s face lit up with joy. Having prior experience, he immediately used Multi-tasking to seal off the omen of a successful refinement, and couldn’t help but think to himself that choosing to join the Cyan Fish Gang had been the right decision.

In just a few months since arriving at the Cyan Fish Gang, Su Mu’s gains had indeed been tremendous; with the Gang’s supply of spiritual herbs, his alchemy had advanced by leaps and bounds.

Not only that, someone had even taken the initiative to deliver the Gang’s ultimate art, the Flood Dragon Shocking Skill.

Even the Tianshan Snow Silkworm’s cast-off shell and the Little Yellow Court Pill Formula were laid out before him. The Cyan Fish Gang could truly be called a blessed land. If possible, Su Mu really wouldn’t want to leave so easily, but he knew the day he would depart from the Cyan Fish Gang was not far off.

"Sun the Alchemist, are you heading out?"

A Cyan Fish Gang disciple stopped Su Mu, tone quite respectful. During this period, though Su Mu had kept a low profile, his name had still spread from the Alchemy Hall—everyone said the Alchemy Hall had produced a young Pill Master with great potential.

"Mm. It’s a rest day, and I plan to go out and clear my head."

The Cyan Fish Gang guard replied, "Sun the Alchemist, the Commandery City hasn’t been very peaceful lately. Should we report upward and have a few disciples from Ink Flood Dragon Hall accompany you?"

"No need. I’ll be back tomorrow."

"I see... Then we hope Sun the Alchemist will return as soon as possible."