Chapter 696 - 489: Jade Dew Pill, Capable of Healing the Divine Soul

At the moment when the Spiritual Qi surged.

Zheng Yi, feeling an intuition, opened the storage space within his Dantian again.

He swept it with his Divine Sense, then took out two items.

The previous bottle of Yellow Dragon Pill wasn’t finished, and now there was an additional bottle.

However, this bottle wasn’t Yellow Dragon Pill.

Zheng Yi opened the wooden stopper, sniffed gently, and his expression slightly changed, "It’s Jade Dew Pill."

The Yellow Dragon Pill can enhance cultivation.

While the Jade Dew Pill can strengthen the physique.

This is beneficial for Zheng Yi’s current recovery from injuries, at least it can help him sustain longer when operating the Nine Yin Returning Yang Technique.

After all, the tier of the Nine Yin Returning Yang Technique is extremely high; just operating one or two Small Circulations provides much more augmentation than the Celestial Cloud Technique.

It also allows Zheng Yi to save more time and energy for other matters.

...

Alchemy Pavilion.

Since Wang Mei and Wang Bu’er were expelled from the Wang Family, left to fend for themselves, Zheng Yi’s status in the Alchemy Pavilion changed significantly.

Firstly,

other apprentices interacted with him normally, with no more barriers.

Even Wang Miaomiao, the only Direct Disciple capable of refining the Spirit Condensing Pill, frequently exchanged words with Zheng Yi.

However, Zheng Yi noticed that although Wang Miaomiao had considerable attainment in alchemy, her interest seemed not fully invested, which puzzled him.

Zheng Yi asked several alchemy apprentices around him.

The latter smiled, sighed, and then said, "As the Second Elder’s granddaughter, how could she truly devote herself entirely to alchemy?

It’s merely a way for her to earn Spirit Stones while she’s at it."

"In the Cultivation Realm, cultivation is paramount, and all other professions are merely ancillary.

We all must understand the priority."

The other person simply hinted.

Zheng Yi realized in his heart.

Indeed.

For a family aiming at Foundation Establishment, training successors that can reach the Foundation Establishment stage and injecting fresh blood is their foremost priority.

Everything else can be secondary.

...

Life is as calm as water, Piaomiao Mountain remains as always.

In the most notable courtyard of Wang Family’s Immortal Seedling Area, in the morning, the voices of women chatting arose.

"Husband, what are you going to do?"

Looking at the plum blossom stakes and many martial arts tools in the courtyard, a lady asked.

"Today I will teach you the mundane Martial Arts Technique."

Zheng Yi didn’t mention the matter of Spirit Root, to spare these women any sadness.

He stood with his hands behind his back.

His words and demeanor carried the style of a private tutor, with a resolute expression filled with Vast Righteous Qi, exuding a unique aura hoping for Heavenly Dao’s favor.

"Although the Martial Arts Technique is incomparable to the Path of Cultivation, it has its merits too.

Martial Dao is divided into Third-grade Expert, Second-grade Expert, First-grade Expert, Grandmaster Realm, and the strongest, Innate Expert!

If one can reach the Innate level, they can extend their life and possess considerable martial power.

Reaching this realm, even ordinary first-layer or second-layer Qi Refining practitioners might not stand a chance."

As Zheng Yi explained, a long staff appeared in his hand.

Facing the plum blossom stakes before him, his silhouette moved swiftly like lightning, striking instantly.

After several strikes, there were a few marks left on the plum blossom stakes.

Had it not been for the Spiritual Light Golden Shield protecting the cultivators, at the force of this consecutive strikes, an ordinary first-layer or second-layer Qi Refining practitioner’s body might not endure.

One’s life might be in jeopardy.

After Zheng Yi’s demonstration, the three women initially showed no interest.

Growing up in the Wang Family, they were indoctrinated with the belief that "only Immortal Cultivation is superior, everything else is lower grade."

However.

Zheng Yi’s next words ignited their enthusiasm.

"Reaching the Innate level can benefit the skin, beauty, and figure in many ways.

Ordinary women, even with Spiritual Qi nourishment, start showing signs of aging around forty.

But with cultivation, they can retain their vitality, only showing signs of the five declines of a Celestial Being after a hundred years.

And the mundane cultivation technique I’m offering is of top quality amongst them."

Zheng Yi spoke slowly.

As he turned, the previously uninterested three women instantly crowded around, chattering, "Husband, please teach us, we will learn diligently and not let you down."

"And me, husband, don’t forget about me.

Though Martial Arts Cultivation is not as profound as the Immortal Dao, if it means more time with you, I’ll give it my all."

Women love beauty, and the ancients never fooled us.

Zheng Yi wore a faint smile, saying, "Then you must cultivate diligently today."

Holding a black staff, he smiled lightly, and the three women before him assumed a pitiful demeanor.

These three were in the Wang Family.

Piaomiao Mountain is blessed with abundant Spiritual Qi.

Though they don’t usually eat the demon beast flesh raised by the family, they do enjoy lavish meals, filled with vitality.

And with Zheng Yi occasionally giving them pills, even with mediocre talents, they can easily step into the Martial Dao.

Subsequently, the three women quickly advanced in their training.

In the courtyard, the "bang, bang, bang" sounds frequently arose, from the women’s sparring and fights with the guards around.

Zheng Yi sat on the swing chair under the grape trellis in the courtyard, watching this scene with satisfaction.

If a woman is too idle, she may become troubled, which over time might turn into a heart disease, something Zheng Yi did not wish to see.

Finding cultivation matters for them now adds more vitality to the home.

At night, the moonlight like water shone on the window lattice.

On the bed, the woman in Zheng Yi’s arms was noticeably more enduring than before. After some intimate moments, Wang Qing appeared alluring, with affectionate eyes.