novelraw Chapter 312
Chapter 312
The human slave contract had always been Tantai Chan’s heart knot.
She never imagined that Wang Yu would help her request such a thing from the Blood-Eyed Demonic Flood Dragon. For a moment, she did not know what to say.
She saw Wang Yu smiling lightly at her.
“It was not something I asked for. Senior Yu forced it into my hands. Do not overthink it.”
Tantai Chan could not help but throw herself forward and suddenly embrace him.
She buried her head against the side of his neck.
Though she made no sound, he felt a hot and damp sensation on his neck. Was she crying?
After waiting for her emotions to settle, Wang Yu took her to Cold Blood Peak. There were matters that needed clarification.
Of course, little Chan’er’s gratitude was also something he intended to experience.
Perhaps because her heart knot was finally resolved, Tantai Chan seemed reborn. She served him with all her strength, radiant and transformed, making Wang Yu let out long-unheard gasps.The pleasure was intoxicating.
Afterward, still lying on the familiar bed, Tantai Chan was already a different person. The former coldness on her face could no longer be maintained.
Her entire being overflowed with vitality. Such a transformation in her state of mind could only bring benefits. If she could maintain this condition, her chances of forming her Core would increase greatly.
“Wang Yu... how should I thank you?”
“Continue.”
Wang Yu shifted slightly. With a light gesture of his hand, her fair skin reddened once more. She bowed her head obediently, moving with serpentine grace.
Wang Yu spoke as she served.
“Now that you are free, I will not restrict you. You may live as you did before. It would be best if you continue your master-servant relationship with Tangtang.”
“Mmm.”
Tantai Chan looked up and exhaled hot breath. She asked with concern.
“If that is so, will Senior Yu not misunderstand your intentions?”
“You overthink, little Chan’er.”
Wang Yu pinched her smooth cheek and laughed.
“Before is before. Now is now. Tangtang is a Core Formation cultivator. If not for your close relationship, you should have left her side long ago.
“What, do you think you pose a threat to her?”
“N... no!”
Tantai Chan slapped away his mischievous hand. Her thoughts churned as she lowered her head again, working faster than before.
“Hiss... slower.”
She understood very clearly the intention behind his suggestion.
It was all for her chance to form her Core. Though she could save up by relying on her second-rank supreme-grade alchemy skills, forming a Golden Core required more than spirit stones.
It required channels.
Whether it was Golden Core pills or Golden Core spiritual items, both were rare beyond rare. She lacked not only wealth, but also connections. She was born more than a hundred years after the righteous and demonic war ended.
She was now over two hundred years old, her cultivation at the peak of Foundation Establishment, yet halted at the lack of a Core Formation spiritual item.
Yu Tangtang could help her with this. Wang Yu believed Tangtang would surely assist.
After a moment of silence, Wang Yu continued.
“Once you form your Core, you will be an elder of Cold Blood Peak. You may pursue whatever you desire. If you wish to see me, come whenever you like.”
Tantai Chan paused upon hearing this.
She was touched, yet mumbled vaguely.
“You make it sound like Tantai is some fickle flower guest while you are the lady.”
“Hahahaha.”
Gaining freedom was what she desired most. She would not cling to Wang Yu as a maid simply because he helped her.
That quality belonged only to protagonists filled with tyrannical dominance.
She had her own will and emotions. She would not anchor her life to him. Striving forward on her own path was her pursuit.
However, maintaining this kind of relationship with Wang Yu was something she was willing to do.
She brushed her hand across her Sea-Heart Ring and tossed him a jade slip containing information.
“When you return, give this to Tangtang for me.”
“All right.”
Tantai Chan raised her delicate head, set the item aside, rolled over, and winked at him charmingly.
Wang Yu sighed.
“Do not force yourself. Rest well.”
With that, he turned and left the sleeping chamber. He could not help but admire the craftsmanship of Cold Blood Peak’s builders. Their arrangements for daily living were absolutely first-class.
As for the jade slip he had given Tantai Chan earlier:
Inside it were materials for high-grade puppets. If he wished to refine a Earth Resentment Puppet, a severely depleted fourth-rank Yellow Springs Demonic Bone was far from enough. He needed more supreme-grade materials to support it.
Starting early with collecting them would save time later when actual refinement began.
The Puppet Master Scripture required twenty years to fully settle in the perfection. Wang Yu planned to comprehend it himself and only use the Idle Slot's power to surpass bottlenecks or difficult segments.
Though this would slow progress, he estimated he would not need complete mastery to refine the puppet. Reaching the Great Accomplishment stage should suffice.
Ideally, he would finish before the decisive battle with Zhuo Shouqing. It would become his ultimate trump card.
However, he lacked a puppet control cultivation method. Just like manipulating his two mutant zombies, operating such a puppet required immense spiritual sense.
If he could push his spiritual sense to the fourth-rank, that would be best. If not, a peak third-rank spiritual sense could barely control an early fourth-rank puppet.
It would be just enough.
These methods are fundamental to corpse path cultivators and puppet path cultivators. For him, however, they are external techniques. They can be used but cannot be relied upon.
A blacksmith must first sharpen his own hammer.
Therefore, following the Earth Resentment Puppet, the next priority was mastering the various divine abilities he possessed.
Once this batch of pills was delivered at the end of the year, he would need a large quantity of ice attribute spiritual materials to refine the Ice Soul Divine Light, the Glazed Iceheart Pagoda, the Guanghan Twelve Phases, and so on.
His shortage of ice attribute spiritual materials was immense. One could say he would not refuse anything that came his way.
After forming his Nascent Soul in the future, he would definitely need to go to the Endless Icefields to seek opportunities and, while there, collect some high-grade silks and find a way to repair the supreme-grade Snow of Three Feet robe.
He still had many things to do. Just refining the supreme-grade Guanghan Pill would consume a tremendous amount of his time.
He was still too young.
After that day, no other matters came knocking. He cultivated peacefully for two months. When Yan Ling and the Qiao clan arrived and received the supreme-grade spirit pills they had long yearned for, he also received two third-rank ice attribute materials and agreed on the next year's delivery date before leaving satisfied.
Only then did they finally confirm that Wang Yu's alchemy skills had reached supreme third-rank. The news soon spread among those paying attention.
By the end of the following January, the Xue clan also came knocking, shamelessly offering a Frostsnow Pill infused with a demonic seed, and similarly delivered an ice attribute spiritual item.
After this matter concluded, the Chu and Ji clans of Cold Blood Peak could no longer sit still. They sent people to visit and inquire, asking whether Wang Yu still had the capacity to take more commissions.
Wang Yu naturally welcomed all comers. Cold Blood Peak was his base of operations. Having more friends and fewer enemies was his top priority.
Therefore, even though these people competed among themselves, he still agreed happily. He lacked no resources for cultivation.
However, the spiritual materials required to refine divine abilities and magical treasures were an endless bottomless pit. Only Cold Blood Peak could meet his demands for ice attribute spiritual materials.
During this time, after the Evil Demonic Dragon Armor finished digesting the many fiendish qi pearls obtained from the Burial Pit Secret Realm, it successfully advanced to a mid-grade bloodline true artifact and was steadily stepping toward high-grade.
It was worth mentioning that whether it was a life-bound magical treasure or a bloodline true artifact, their quality could surpass the owner's cultivation realm. Although major realms could not be skipped, reaching high-grade or supreme-grade was still possible.
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Mid-February of the sixth year of Elder Wang Yu's career.
A sudden group of visitors surprised Wang Yu slightly. They were from the Alchemy Hall. By right, had the Blood-Eyed Demonic Flood Dragon not already gone to handle matters?
Why would they come now? Full of doubt, Wang Yu did not foolishly ask outright and instead welcomed the three elderly alchemists into the reception hall.
"I am Chi Xin, currently the Ninth Elder of the Alchemy Hall."
"I am Qing Song, the Thirty-Fourth Elder of the Alchemy Hall."
"I am Zi Yun, the Thirty-Sixth Elder of the Alchemy Hall."
Wang Yu greeted each of them. The Alchemy Hall had far fewer members than a full peak, especially high-level alchemists capable of third-rank pill refinement. Their numbers were extremely scarce.
Therefore, elder positions were ranked directly by alchemical skill. Those ranked beyond the thirties were insignificant, but Ninth Elder Chi Xin had clearly reached upper third-rank.
"Fellow Daoist Wang Yu, forgive us for disturbing you."
"Three seniors need not stand on ceremony. Speak directly if there is something to discuss."
Seeing their polite demeanor, Wang Yu restrained himself and acted courteously.
The three exchanged glances. The lowest-ranked among them, Elder Zi Yun, spoke first.
"It is like this. Recently, we heard fellow Daoist has been privately selling spirit pills. Such actions violate the rules set by the Alchemy Hall."
Seeing Wang Yu frown in displeasure, Elder Zi Yun hurriedly added:
"Of course, ignorance is not a crime. Fellow Daoist Wang Yu is also an alchemist. Selling spirit pills is perfectly reasonable. However, one must first join our Alchemy Hall to accept private commissions..."
Wang Yu waved his hand, signaling him to stop.
Based on their attitude, he understood. The Blood-Eyed Demonic Flood Dragon must have already approached the Alchemy Hall. Otherwise, they would not be so amiable.
Yet they still pursued the matter so persistently. That puzzled him.
"Just speak plainly. I climbed up from the bottom. Anyone you ask will know this.
“Tell me, what obligations are required to join the Alchemy Hall, and what benefits are there?"
"This..."
Zi Yun and Qing Song both frowned.
Elder Chi Xin, however, took over:
"There are many benefits. If you join the Alchemy Hall, no one will dare default on your payment. Many alchemists within the sect have suffered from unreasonable clients who refuse to pay after receiving their pills."
"That is it?"
Wang Yu said speechlessly.
"When Wang refines pills, he collects the payment first, then starts the furnace. This benefit is useless."
Chi Xin continued:
"The Alchemy Hall has the greatest reputation among the Nine Peaks. There are countless alchemical commissions. If you join, you will be allocated a portion of them."
Wang Yu still shook his head.
"My time is limited. Cultivation is my priority. I have no time for more commissions. Even the current requests from a few friends are already my limit."
Gritting his teeth, Chi Xin recalled his superior's instructions.
"The Alchemy Hall possesses countless pill recipes, including more than a dozen ancient fourth-rank alchemical inheritances. One of them even reaches fifth-rank. With fellow Daoist's skill, joining will allow you to obtain a fourth-rank inheritance!"