Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Could it be that the cultivation novels in his previous life were wrong?

But if that was the case, why were the first three realms the same as in the novel, but there were differences starting from the Yuanying stage?

“Nascent soul, Deification, and Fusion. It does sound like that.” The sect leader of the Wondrous Spell Sect thought to himself, “can you let me take a look at that ancient book?”

“Uh, I saw it at a stall in the market before, but I didn’t buy it.” Cheng Xu said awkwardly.

The Wondrous Spell Sect leader was slightly disappointed, but he didn’t take it to heart.

“Little guy, don’t read so many random books in the future. Don’t believe everything you see.” The leaders of the various sects chuckled and teased, “the Core Formation stage is still very far from you. Don’t aim too high.”

Cheng Xu laughed dryly and nodded. He thought of the spaceship wreckage he saw in the ancient desolate demon territory and felt that something was wrong.

After that, he followed the elders down the mountain and met up with the disciples of the various sects.

Seeing that Cheng Xu was safe and sound, Tang Xuan, Bai CI’er, Miao Changsheng, and the others heaved a sigh of relief. The commotion on the mountain just now had frightened them.

Just like that, the training of the small teams came to an end.

Following the leaders of the various sects back to the Yunzhong Sect, the other teams had not completed their training.

Although Cheng Xu’s team had returned early, they had made significant contributions. They had killed many devil cultivators in the last battle.

Not to mention that he had even drawn the Blood Demon Church’s Hierarch out. In the end, with the support of the leaders of various sects, he had been severely injured in one fell swoop.

Of course, the ones who contributed the most were the Milky Way Battleship led by Yan Changfeng and the team led by Cheng Xu and Bai CI’er.

The only ones worth mentioning were Cheng Xu’s three teammates.

After getting reinforcements, he had been waiting at the Yunzhong Sect. It could be said that he had gotten a good result for nothing.

Therefore, when they saw Cheng Xu and Bai CI’er return safely, the three of them were overjoyed.

Originally, Cheng Xu wanted to collect his reward before returning to the Medicine Celestial Valley. However, his Master Chi Yao Zhenren was harassed by the leaders of various sects every day, so he had no choice but to return to the Medicine Celestial Valley with his two disciples in advance.

As for the reward for the joint experiential learning, it would be enough for Reverend Dan Yang to help them bring it back.

The moment he left Yunzhong sect, Chi Yao Zhenren let out a long sigh of relief, “phew, finally, it’s quiet.”

On the big gourd, Cheng Xu and Miao Changsheng exchanged a smile.

In the battle of heavenly Dragon Mountain, Chi Yao Zhenren could be said to have made a comeback, and the attitude of the various sects towards him could be said to have made a 180-degree turn.

From the moment they returned to Yunzhong Sect, the doorsill of the guest room had almost been trampled to pieces. They had been looking for Chi Yao Zhenren to ask about the cracking pill.

“Tsk, tsk. From now on, let’s see who still dares to say that you’re a true runaway?” Miao raised his brows and exhaled.

Chi Yao Zhenren waved his hand and laughed. “tsk, you can’t say that. When it’s time to run, we still have to run. For example, now.”

Hearing this, the three of them laughed.

Two days later, when he returned to the Medicine Celestial Valley, he felt a sense of familiarity that he had never felt before.

Because the other disciples had not returned, the valley seemed a little deserted.

After Miao Changsheng returned, he buried himself in his cultivation. The training this time had made him deeply aware of the importance of strength.

Inside the cave, Chi Yao Zhenren looked at Cheng Xu in front of him with a rather smug expression. “Little Cheng, do you know why Master’s Medicinal Mantra is so powerful?”

“Is it because you’re good at refining medicine?” Cheng Xu asked in a daze.

“Yes and no,” Chi Yao Zhenren said profoundly, “the power of the Medicinal Mantra is indeed related to the level of the alchemy. However, according to my understanding, it’s not that simple. Take me as an example. The power of the Qi Mantra is far higher than the Poison Mantra. Do you know why?”

Cheng Xu shook his head in confusion.

“It’s very simple, because your master has a deep understanding of the medicinal properties of [Qi], but has not delved too deeply into the medicinal properties of [poison].”

Realization dawned on Cheng Xu. “In other words, the deeper one’s understanding of a certain type of medicinal property, the more powerful the corresponding type of medicinal mantra would be?”

“That’s right.” Chi Yao Zhenren nodded and smiled, “the essence of this Medicinal Mantra is actually to use a special sound wave to send one’s own magical power into the enemy’s body, and use this part of magical power to simulate the corresponding medicinal properties.”

“I see.” Cheng Xu was greatly shocked.

Although he had directly mastered the Medicinal Mantra through the cultivation computer, in terms of understanding the Medicinal Mantra, he was not just a little bit inferior to his master, Chi Yao Zhenren.

“So next, you can first study the medicinal properties and Pharmacology of Qi drugs. If there’s anything you don’t understand, you can ask me. As for the Pharmacology of poison, I’m not very good at it myself.”

“I understand.”

Hence, in the next few days, Cheng Xu simply stayed in the library cave, looking for the corresponding medicinal books to install.

The facts proved that Chi Yao Zhenren’s theory was correct.

With the improvement of Cheng Xu’s understanding of true Qi circulation-type medicinal theory, the power of the Qi word mantra had also produced a qualitative leap.

After using the Qi word incantation, the size of the “Qi ” word above his head did not change much, but the texture and conciseness of the word had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The only unfortunate thing was that there weren’t many books about poison in the Medicine Celestial Valley.

A few days passed by in a flash.

Under the leadership of the sect leader, the Medicine Celestial Valley disciples who had participated in the joint training returned to the sect with honor.

Although the average strength of the Medicine Celestial Valley disciples was not good, they had only lost three disciples because of the luxurious gift package they had received before they left.

Compared to the other four sects, which would easily suffer double-digit losses, it was already very outstanding.

Meanwhile, Cheng Xu had also successfully received the reward for the first-class mission provided by the various sects:There was a Mid-grade Tendon and Marrow Cleansing Pill, a high-quality inner armor made by the Scorching Sun sect, a high-level sword technique called “Cloud Sword technique,” a completed level two array disk, and a level three talisman that could hurt early golden core cultivators. Unfortunately, it could only be used three times.

In the cave, Cheng Xu put on the inner armor happily and took out the ‘Cloud Sword technique’.

“Tsk, tsk. I didn’t expect that after being expelled from the Yunzhong Sect, I would still be able to learn the Yunzhong Sect’s sword technique inheritance.”

While sighing with emotion, he read and installed the Heavenly Cloud Sword technique.

It was only 28.5 MB in size, so it was not difficult to install it.

After he was done, a familiar feeling of enlightenment came over him. The entire sword manual had been deeply imprinted in Cheng Xu’s mind.

Just as he was about to test the power of this Sword Art, he suddenly stood awkwardly on the spot.

“It seems like it’s time to make a decent flying sword.”

A dignified Foundation Stage cultivator actually didn’t even have a flying sword, it was indeed quite outrageous.

“It’s a pity that the valley doesn’t have any books on refining artifacts, otherwise I could have refined them myself.”

Cheng Xu sighed and prepared to ask his master, Chi Yao Zhenren, where he could get a high-quality flying sword.

As usual, Chi Yao Zhenren was engrossed in his alchemy research.

When he saw Cheng Xu enter, he said with a flushed face, “Little Cheng, you’ve come at the right time. Come and see how my poison is going.”

“Uh, you’ve started researching poison?” Cheng Xu stepped forward in surprise.

Chi Yao Zhenren was indeed a genius in alchemy. Just by looking at the black powder, he could feel the strong toxicity.

In any case, there’s no room for improvement in the field of Pharmacology. I might as well go back and study poison.

Chi Yao zhenren Vern race track.