The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 1376 - 709: Emotional Outburst (Part 2)

Although only five types of medicine came out, all of them were low-level medicines, they still contained more spiritual energy than any other spiritual medicine Yan Xiaobao had concocted in the past. Holding them in his hand, he could even feel the spiritual energy pulsing within them.

They seemed almost intelligent.

That was one of the unique characteristics of Level 4 medicine. After inspecting them closely, Bai Xiaochun became even more excited than before. Though he was confident that pills like these would meet the elders’ requirements, they might still not be good enough for the Song Family Patriarch.

"I need to greatly improve the success rate. Then, I’ll surely convince the Song Family Ancestor!" He proudly lifted his chin and continued to refine his already refined technique.

He hoped to gain more control over Level 4 Spiritual Medicine and achieve a higher success rate, similar to his understanding of Third-level Spiritual Medicine. Yan Xiaobao completely ignored himself, began to ignore the outside world, and immersed himself in the Medicine Path. Next, he chose another classic Level 4 Spiritual Medicine formula, "Mist Spirit."

Days later, the new batch of spiritual medicine emitted a fragrant aroma, and Yan Xiaobao’s eyes immediately began to shine. His right hand flashed in a magical gesture, and the pill furnace opened, causing a puff of green smoke to rise into the air.

"Hmm?" The most shocking thing to Yan Xiaobao was not the green smoke, but the fact that no spiritual medicine was visible within!

"What went wrong?" he thought, shocked. He carefully checked the pill furnace, but found nothing inside, not even any medicine residue. The spiritual medicine in the pill furnace had almost vanished into thin air.

Considering the smoke, he looked around the Immortal Cave but found nothing unusual. Frowning, he began to research the next batch, determined to find the source of the problem.

The same thing happened with the next batch. "Again turned into green smoke?"

The green smoke rose and, in a short amount of time, completely disappeared. No matter how he tried to capture it or stop it from dissipating, it would vanish.

"Interesting. Each Level 4 Spiritual Medicine seems to have its unique properties." He was not discouraged. Quite the opposite. Over the next month, he tried various methods to resolve the issue. However, the approximately twelve batches he completed during that time all resulted in green smoke, which quickly vanished.

As Yan Xiaobao continued to research "Mist Incense," the cultivators on Middle Peak finally awoke from the nightmare of the explosive pill furnace. However, before they even had a chance to rejoice, they found themselves in another nightmare.

The first unfortunate cultivator was Master God-Diviner. About ten days ago, in the middle of the night, he was suddenly showing someone an eight trigram, and suddenly his face fell off. To the cultivator seated in front of him’s amazement, Master God-Diviner dashed out of the room, his face bright red. That night, he felt like he was going to collapse. The next morning, his face was gray-white.

"What’s happening? I haven’t eaten anything in over ten years. How can I have diarrhea...?" He clutched his abdomen tightly, trying to perform a divination, but before he could complete it, a hoarse voice echoed within him.

Soon, cultivators were affected one after another. Whether they were in the Immortal Cave or not, anyone who breathed in the aura of green smoke on Middle Peak would have diarrhea, no matter when or where... it didn’t matter.

If it were ordinary diarrhea, it might not be a big deal. However, as days passed, the situation only continued to worsen. The best performers could eventually only go to the bathroom ten or more times a day, but for others, it exceeded a hundred times.

The cultivators on Middle Peak began to go mad, unable to even imagine the poison causing this situation. Some Foundation Establishment cultivators couldn’t cope, and began to faint.

"Someone poisoned us!"

"Damn! What’s going on? This isn’t Nightcrypt, right?!"

The diarrhea plague struck the lower finger of Middle Peak. Regardless of the height of the cultivators’ bases, there seemed to be an invisible poisonous mist affecting any cultivator who encountered it. Soon, Middle Peak was almost a ghost town. Everyone was going crazy, but had almost no energy to move.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t a problem that disappeared after a short time. Song Qu lay weak and sluggish. He had gone to the bathroom countless times, and at this point, he almost felt like a mortal.

"What happened!?" people moaned.

"It must be Nightcrypt! He’s brewing medicine, the aura spreads, doing this to us!"

More and more people began to reach the same conclusion. However, no one could go investigate. The diarrhea became so severe that most couldn’t leave their Immortal Cave.

Soon, the upper finger was affected. Just when Song Junwan left, fearing the idea of brewing medicine.

"What is he doing?" she sighed, looking sympathetically down at Middle Peak. "How could it be so terrifying!?"

Eventually, word spread to the other three peaks, where cultivators began to laugh about the matter. Some of them went near Zhongshan Peak to investigate, but quickly returned and went into deep meditation.

Eventually, cultivators on Middle Peak began to leave. Unfortunately, they could only crawl, which was their way of escape. They crawled away slowly, unwilling to stay behind. Sadly, they had been severely poisoned, so even after leaving, the symptoms persisted. Everyone teetered on the brink of collapse, staring at Yan Xiaobao’s Immortal Cave in terror. If they had to choose between this furnace and the explosive furnace, they would choose the furnace.

"Nightcrypt is extremely malicious! He’s definitely getting revenge on us!"

"Damn! We shouldn’t call him Night Demon, we should call him Plague Demon!!"

"Dark Night Plague!"

As time passed, Foundation Institution cultivation personnel were plunged into agony, and their hatred for Yan Xiaobao dissipated. Most of them decided that in the future, they would do everything possible to avoid angering him.

He was indeed a terrifying figure, and his strategy of using invisible medicine to take down enemies was truly numbing.

Moreover, quite a few cultivators changed their thoughts about Medicine Path and decided they should spend more time studying it.

Even Ancestor Peak noticed what had happened. Of course, Bai Xiaochun didn’t know what had happened. Because he practiced the immortal technique of eternal life and immortality, he was completely unaffected, totally consumed by the Medicine Path. A month later, he finally solved the green smoke problem, and successfully concocted Mist Spirit Fragrance.

Then he continued to brew some other Level 4 Spiritual Medicines. Eventually, he increased his success rate to seventy percent. By then, he had run out of medicinal plants and had to take a break. Holding spiritual medicine in his hand, he sighed and walked out of the Immortal Cave.

It was a sunny morning, but for some reason, everything seemed unusually quiet. Bai Xiaochun looked around, discovering that Middle Peak was completely empty.

At first, he was shocked, but then he felt happy. He finally managed to brew some medicine without affecting the people in the area. He sighed again, and began to stroll across Middle Peak. Before long, he began to feel nervous.

"Why is it so quiet?" he thought. Something seemed off. When he reached the bottom of the mountain, he hadn’t seen a single person, nor discovered any signs of life. All the Immortal Caves seemed empty.

"Where is everyone?" he blinked, becoming more nervous, then quickening his pace. Soon, he saw a Middle Peak Foundation Establishment cultivator staggering with the help of two Inner Sect disciples. The cultivator looked up and saw Yan Xiaobao, and he began trembling all over, pointing a quivering finger at Yan Xiaobao with eyes wide with fear.

"A-are you done brewing?" he asked.

"Uh?" Bai Xiaochun replied, somewhat puzzled. "Uh, I’m finished!"

As soon as the words came out, the cultivator shivered, then turned towards the Inner Zone, shouting: "You can all come out now! Let’s return to the Immortal Cave. Plague Devil finished brewing the medicine!!"

Soon, with countless figures appearing, and the support of Inner Sect disciples, cries of relief echoed from the numerous Immortal Caves in the Inner Sect. They all appeared staggered and sallow, their expressions simultaneously sluggish and excited.

"Are you serious?! Plague Demon finally finished his medicine brewing?"

"Heaven indeed has eyes!"

"We can finally return to Middle Peak...."

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