Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1254 - Seven-Treasure Pill
Chapter 1254 – Seven-Treasure Pill
Divine senses gathered above the courtyard, probing to see what was happening within.
When Liu Wuxie glanced at He Yingwu, the latter immediately caught the signal and deactivated the spiritual arrays, allowing the outside divine senses to observe everything inside.
They poured in from all directions—some from Mount Dragon City, some from the Heavenly Dragon Sect, and others that had been hiding around the courtyard until now.
The black figure remained silent as he released his aura at the Earth Immortal Realm. Old Blindie responded with a cold snort, unleashing terrifying soul energy that crushed and shattered the intruding divine senses in an instant.
Inside the main hall, nothing stirred except the chair where Old Blindie sat. The shockwave of power rolled outward, struck the surrounding walls, and thundered through the chamber.
The black figure jolted. His eyes filled with disbelief as he stared at Old Blindie.
“Since you’ve come so late, tell me what guidance you seek,” Old Blindie said in a flat voice. He eased his pressure, calmed the turbulence in the hall, and made no attempt to conceal himself.
“Who are you, and why are you playing tricks here?” the black figure demanded, unwilling to concede. He had never once heard of a so-called Primordial Elder in the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain.
“Have you come looking for trouble?” Old Blindie’s tone darkened as he released an even more terrifying wave of soul energy, which formed a swirling vortex around him.
The divine senses still hovering above the courtyard recoiled in shock. They had never experienced such an overwhelming sense of soul energy before. To them, it was clear that this Primordial Elder ranked at least among the high levels of the Earth Immortal Realm.
“Then I will see how you intend to ‘instruct’ me today,” the black figure said. He made no move to leave, choosing instead to stand his ground.
Liu Wuxie remained silent, watching from the side.
“You suffer from pain at the ‘yin-spring acupoint beneath your navel,” Old Blindie said, repeating the diagnosis that Liu Wuxie had secretly transmitted to him.
Liu Wuxie handled the diagnosis, while Old Blindie served as his voice, forming a peculiar partnership. If Liu Wuxie had taken the seat himself, his low cultivation level would have immediately exposed him.
The black figure trembled, though he tried to conceal it. His reaction was subtle, but Old Blindie’s divine sense detected it instantly.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” the black figure said, denying it outright.
“You suffer pain at the ‘yin-spring acupoint beneath your navel at midnight,” Old Blindie repeated, this time specifying the exact hour.
The black figure could no longer maintain his composure. His body trembled, though he tried to mask it. Still, nothing could escape Old Blindie’s divine sense.
Encased in Earth Profound Realm laws, he realized that if the Primordial Elder stood only at the Earth Profound Realm, the ailment remained hidden; its precise revelation meant the other party had already reached at least the Heaven Gaze Realm.
The thought chilled him. If this man truly stood at the Heaven Gaze Realm, his earlier provocation had been reckless, and the other party could easily end him without lifting a finger.
The hall fell into silence. Everyone saw Old Blindie pierce the black figure’s hidden ailment with a single glance.
“What else?” the black figure asked, though his tone carried less certainty than before.
“You suffer pain at the ‘yin-spring acupoint beneath your navel at midnight every other day,” Old Blindie said again, adding still more detail.
Cold sweat slid down the black figure’s forehead.
“Can it be cured?” he finally asked, his voice softening. He had come precisely for this reason. At first, he had only wanted to test whether the so-called Primordial Elder was a fraud. Now, he realized he had gravely underestimated the man before him.
“There is a way,” Old Blindie said, his tone devoid of emotion.
“I beg the senior’s guidance,” the black figure said at last, addressing him respectfully. It was no surprise—someone who could see through his condition and command such overwhelming soul energy was clearly superior to him.
“You offended me earlier. Why should I help you?” Old Blindie asked, his tone heavy with disdain. If he had agreed too easily, it would have made him appear weak.
“Senior, I apologize for my rashness. Please forgive me,” the black figure replied with a hint of panic in his voice. Afraid that the Primordial Elder might refuse, he nearly dropped to his knees.
Above the courtyard, the divine senses clustered closer, watching everything unfold within the main hall.
“I have roamed the world; naturally, you would not have heard my name. I came to the Indigo Bamboo Star only to broaden my young disciple’s horizons,” Old Blindie said, glancing toward Liu Wuxie.
When the black figure turned to look at Liu Wuxie, his frown deepened. Why would such a powerful master take on a disciple with such low cultivation, still stuck at the Transcendent Realm? Something about the arrangement felt wrong.
“Senior’s intentions are admirable,” the black figure said, forcing out words of praise.
“Alas, as you can see, my disciple’s aptitude is ordinary. I have never cared for fame, but through my negligence I’ve failed him as a teacher,” Old Blindie said, his solemn tone laced with just the right hint of regret.
Others would probably not catch the hidden meaning behind his words, but the black figure was no fool. As an Earth Immortal, he had the intelligence to see through the words at once.
“I possess a Seven-Treasure Pill that can improve your disciple’s aptitude. If the senior can resolve my condition, I am willing to offer this pill as payment,” the black figure said. After all, nothing in the world came free, and he had prepared for such a price.
Coupled with Old Blindie’s earlier words, he instantly understood the man’s intentions. The talk of roaming and shunning fame merely covered the truth—he lacked resources.
The black figure caught the hidden meaning, and the divine senses hovering above the courtyard also caught it.
Liu Wuxie held back his laughter. He hadn’t expected Old Blindie to be so skilled at deception. Aside from the first part, which had come from Liu Wuxie, Old Blindie had improvised the rest. The black figure had entirely fallen for it.
“The pain in your ‘yin-spring acupoint is a result of your cultivation technique. If you continue cultivating, you’ll risk falling into deviation, running amok, and losing all your cultivation,” Old Blindie said, his face grave.
The black figure’s expression hardened. He knew those words were valid. His ailment stemmed from missing the last few pages of his cultivation method. Forced to fumble forward on his own, he had only recently realized how dangerous the problem was.
“Senior, how can I resolve it?” he asked, his tone anxious.
“That’s simple,” Old Blindie replied. He switched to divine-sense transmission to prevent the divine senses above the courtyard from eavesdropping. He spoke continuously for five minutes, and the black figure’s eyes brightened as he listened.
The black figure immediately tested Old Blindie’s method. A massive surge of aura erupted from his body and expelled the toxins that had long lodged in his yin-spring acupoint.
“You have my thanks, senior!” he said with genuine respect. He bowed deeply, tossed a Seven-Treasure Pill to Liu Wuxie, and left the courtyard.
Once he departed, the divine senses lingering above also withdrew. He Yingwu swiftly reactivated the spiritual arrays, cutting the courtyard off from the outside world once again.
“No one else will come tonight. We can rest,” Liu Wuxie said as he tucked the Seven-Treasure Pill away.
“Wuxie, how did you do that?” Old Blindie asked, rising to his feet. He couldn’t find words to describe his feelings. He failed to detect the black figure’s condition at all. Without Liu Wuxie, the night would have ended entirely differently.
“It was pure coincidence,” Liu Wuxie replied lightly, brushing it off. He could not explain some matters.
Old Blindie didn’t press further. Everyone had their secrets. What mattered was that tonight had changed the way he viewed Liu Wuxie.
He had once vowed to give his life to Liu Wuxie because Liu Wuxie had saved his granddaughter. After seeing him toy with an Earth Immortal as though holding him in his palm, Old Blindie decided to follow him from the bottom of his heart.
The divine senses vanished, but the events of the night soon spread.
“We’ll likely be busy tomorrow. Stay sharp,” Liu Wuxie warned in a grave tone. Old Blindie and He Yingwu both nodded, still shaken by what they had witnessed.
“I finally understand what high-level robbery means,” He Yingwu muttered. At last, he grasped Liu Wuxie’s approach: getting others to hand over their treasures willingly.
“This isn’t robbery but an even trade. In truth, that man benefited far more than we did,” Old Blindie retorted. The value of pointing out the black figure’s flaw and perfecting his cultivation technique far outweighed the worth of a single Seven-Treasure Pill.
Liu Wuxie nodded slightly. Old Blindie was right, and both sides had taken what they needed.
With no other buildings besides the main hall, Liu Wuxie sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion and produced the Seven-Treasure Pill. He swallowed it without hesitation. With the spiritual arrays isolating the courtyard from the outside world, he feared no leak of his breakthrough aura.
The pill dissolved instantly and flooded his body with a terrifying wave of energy. As expected of a seventh-grade spirit pill, its potency overwhelmed him. In less than half a breath, he shattered the barrier to the ninth-level Transcendent Realm.
When the gateway opened, thunderous rumbling echoed through the courtyard. Spiritual energy poured into Liu Wuxie’s body like a flood. At the same time, he guided pure yang energy into the desolate world inside him.
“Old He, come sit beside me and strive for the Origin Conversion Realm,” Liu Wuxie called, beckoning He Yingwu closer. He couldn’t absorb all the energy from the Seven-Treasure Pill alone, so he channeled the excess into He Yingwu’s body.
He Yingwu obeyed immediately and sat three steps away. Torrents of pure yang energy and medicinal essence poured into both of them, tempering their bodies.
He Yingwu’s aura steadily climbed. Though he still needed time to cross into the Origin Conversion Realm, he had already begun the process. Watching them, Old Blindie’s eyelids twitched in shock.
“This brat swallowed a seventh-grade spirit pill and didn’t explode, how monstrous,” Old Blindie murmured. He let his granddaughter take Liu Wuxie as her master mainly because he worried her physique could flare up again. It wasn’t because he expected Liu Wuxie to teach her much.
Upon seeing that Liu Wuxie was enshrouded in mystery beyond his understanding, however, Old Blindie realized he had underestimated him. The young man’s depths were unfathomable, and he rejoiced at his decision to entrust his granddaughter to him.
