novelraw Chapter 1375 - 709: Emotional Outburst
Chapter 1375 - 709: Emotional Outburst
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"If Nightcrypt isn’t dead, then we’ll all be killed!"
"First he makes a mess of the Blood Qi, then he chases that rabbit, now he has these explosive furnaces. Nightcrypt is a walking disaster!"
"You’re dead, Nightcrypt! During the bloody incident, you destroyed my Immortal Cave, then again because of the rabbit, now destroyed with pill furnaces!!"
The cultivators of Middle Peak had never been so united. From early to late Foundation Establishment, ninety percent of the cultivators were filled with killing Spiritual Energy when firing at Yan Xiaobao’s Immortal Cave, intending to destroy it hand in hand.
Even though the sect prohibited such behavior, they didn’t care. They firmly believed that the sect wouldn’t cause problems for all the Foundation Establishment Cultivation Personnel of Middle Peak because of one person.
Yan Xiaobao’s scalp began to tingle with fear when he saw what was happening. Even though he was already in the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment and confident that he could easily defeat even a large group of opponents, he was shocked to see so many Foundation Establishment cultivators racing towards him, including Mortal-Dao and Earthstring types, from early to late stage, all these beings filled with killing intent, many without hair or eyebrows.
Song Qu led everyone, a swarm of wasps, their buzzing like thunder, shaking the mountain peak.
"Listen to me, people!" Yan Xiaobao cried, his face ashen with fear. Supporting him, he tried to offer an explanation, but his voice was drowned out by angry shouts. As people closed in, their cultivation bases surged with astonishing power, they became like a violent wind, above which Yan Xiaobao’s paddle boat was nearing death.
That’s when a cold snort echoed from Ancestor Peak, filled with nasal tone. It pierced the crazed minds of the mob, immediately stunning all the cultivators who were planning to attack Yan Xiaobao.
Only an elder or clan leader could calm down so many people so quickly. It didn’t matter who just made the sound, it made everyone tremble.
Meanwhile, Elder Song Junwan appeared in front of Bai Xiaochun. She coldly looked at the group of cultivators, frowned and said, "Enough. Nightcrypt didn’t do it deliberately. It’s difficult to avoid accidents when brewing pills!"
The surrounding Foundation Establishment Cultivation Personnel said nothing. However, despite their awe and respect for the elder, they were arrogant by nature and still as angry on the inside as before. Even their eyes emitted a cruel coldness.
"The clan leader agrees on this point!" Song Junwan continued calmly, her eyes emitting cold light. When the cultivators heard this news, they had no choice but to sigh painfully. They bit their tongues and turned away. Of course, their hatred for Yan Xiaobao still burned within them.
All of them thought the same thing: "You can’t hold on forever. The ancestor’s patience is limited, sooner or later you’ll meet a painful end!"
Inside, they chuckled coldly, anticipating the day when Nightcrypt would face punishment from the sect.
After the crowd dispersed, fear still lingered in Bai Xiaochun’s heart. Looking at Song Junwan, he patted his chest and said, "Those people are so unreasonable! I’m brewing pills for the sect!"
Song Junwan, who had already turned to leave, looked back at Bai Xiaochun with a strange expression. Then she shook her head. Even she couldn’t imagine the brewing process would be so dangerous.
After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Nightcrypt, you’d better end this by brewing pills that satisfy the ancestor."
With that, she gave him a profound look and left.
She didn’t want to be more detailed than this. She was sure Nightcrypt would understand what she meant. The leadership of Blood Flow Sect cared about the result, not the process. Ultimately, if Nightcrypt could brew pills that satisfied the clan leader, then everything that happened along the way would become irrelevant. As long as he didn’t go too far, they would overlook the misfortune and protect him from the consequences.
But, if he failed to produce satisfactory pills, then he’d be deemed useless, and the sect would demand compensation.
Essentially, the more useful he was, the more they’d utilize him, and he’d grow stronger within the sect!
Bai Xiaochun’s eyes flickered. Naturally, he understood what happened. He gradually understood the way Blood Flow Sect did things on Corpse Peak.
"They care about the result, not the process." He sighed. "What a great sect!" He coughed lightly, returned to the Immortal Cave, and continued brewing.
Back at Ancestor Peak, the Song Clan Patriarch sat in a large hall. He faced away from Middle Peak, smiling with two elder companions beside him. All of them seemed very pleased.
"Isn’t Nightcrypt’s brewing method a bit excessive?" An elder shook his head and said.
Another elder laughed. His tone had a hint of irony, "This is what a disciple of Blood Flow Sect should be like. Don’t brew pills like others! With one look, you can see he’s on a path of evil. All others brew pills like drinking warm water; he brews them with explosive breath!" Ten days passed. The pill furnace exploded twice, but Yan Xiaobao couldn’t do anything about it. Lowering the drug strength seemed like the only option. As for Bai Xiaochun, these pill furnaces were too weak.
After lowering the medicinal strength and utilizing the techniques of All-Purpose Plants and vegetation, he gradually managed to stabilize things, finally successfully brewing a batch of Level 4 crystallized temperature pills.