Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality Chapter 21
TLed by Serena Love
Edited by Liya
Chapter 21: Spring Plum Cake
'What is this?'
Yu Dong looked down at the big white porcelain bowl and saw ten pale pink plum blossoms.
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The morning breeze blew at the peak, shaking the petals gently. Their pale golden stamens released a faint fragrance of early plum blossom.
It seemed as if these flowers had just been picked from somewhere in the back mountain. There were several crystal dewdrops rolling on the few small petals. Those dewdrops radiated a gleam of water as soon as the sun shone, reflecting multiple colors.
"Second Senior Sister said this is called Spring Plum elixir. Later, if you want to take it, just take it in one bite and chew it."
??
Yu Dong was stunned. 'What elixir?'
'Is this an elixir?'
He looked into the bowl in astonishment. Was this lifelike early spring plum blossom an elixir?
He knew that he was not suitable for cultivation and his talent was average. In recent years, he had mostly made friends everywhere. After becoming a Taoist companion with Zhu Ying from Yuqiong Peak, who was in the early stage of the Golden Core level, he travelled to many places and learned about medicinal pills more than other disciples in the sect.
Yu Dong could swear by his sea of knowledge that he had never seen such a flower-like elixir. All elixirs, except for medicinal powder that was slightly special, were basically round pills. How could there be such a plum blossom-shaped elixir?
"Seventh Junior Sister, you just said that this was supposed to be taken after the battle when we can't support ourselves?"
Wasn't that similar to a tonic pill that was used to replenish spiritual energy?
This kind of elixir, which could save a cultivator's life at the critical moment in a confrontation, had always been expensive. A single pill was worth 1,000 to 1,500 spirit stones. The specific price difference depended on the mood of the alchemist. If fewer alchemists were refining it and the market was in short supply, the price would rise.
"Is this like a tonic?"
Hang Wan'er glanced at Su Yu and nodded, "Yes. Second Senior Sister said so. Don't doubt it."
"..."
Yu Dong took a deep breath and looked at the ten pink plum blossoms in the bowl.
'Five people, a total of fifty flowers, at least fifty thousand spirit stones?! For the sake of the competition, did they take out all of the peak's savings?'
'But what does this have to do with Second Senior Sister?'
'Oh, now that the peak master's seal is in her hands, she has withdrawn spirit stones to buy these.'
'But if this elixir can only replenish spiritual energy, Fourth Senior Brother who used qin art will consume spiritual consciousness the most. It will be most useful to him in the competition.'
Yu Dong was looking for Lu Yizhou's figure among the five people of the Zhiqiong Peak team, but he couldn't find him anywhere!
"Where is Fourth Senior Brother?"
Hang Wan'er's pretty cheeks turned red. "He is in retreat, and he hasn't woken up yet. Blame me. When Fourth Senior Brother left for cultivation that day, I gave him most of Second Sister's Hooves Flower elixir. I wanted him to comprehend it too. However, he was still in meditation until now..." The more she spoke, the quieter she became.
Yu Dong: ...
'Hooves Flower elixir, what is that?'
'Wait.'
"Fourth Senior Brother is still in retreat, so he is not participating in the ring arena today?" Yu Dong's handsome face changed greatly. "We only have him who is in the middle stage of Foundation Building!"
"No," Hang Wan'er took a step forward. Her whole body swayed with spiritual energy and her beautiful eyes lit up. "Fifth Senior Brother, last night I entered the middle stage of Foundation Building."
Yu Dong was startled.
Then he saw Yan Yan nodded, raising his sword, "Me too."
They all surpassed him? He was away from the mountain for less than four months. Could it be that they had an epiphany when they encountered an opportunity?
Wei Zhao sat in a wheelchair and pondered, "Perhaps the most critical moment of his enlightenment will be reached when we are in the competition, so let's take the first step. If there are any problems, let Sixth Junior Brother's flying sword pass a message to him and wake him up. There is an incense stick break between each fight. If he can reach the ring within half a stick of incense, it will be enough."
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Yu Dong heaved a sigh of relief and listened to Wei Zhou.
After all, entering meditation was an unavoidable opportunity. Once he had awoken, it might be beneficial to them. Naturally, it was best if they didn't have to interfere with his meditation.
"Let's go." Su Yu put her hands aside, tired of waiting.
As soon as she waved her hand, Hang Wan'er hurriedly walked over with a smile, "I'll bring Second Senior Sister." She called out her flying red ribbon and asked Su Yu to stand on it first.
Yu Dong: "?"
Wei Zhao nodded. Yan Yan flew his sword into the air behind them and a group of junior brothers and sisters followed him.
In a blink of an eye, everyone, headed by Su Yu, had arrived at the tower where the big competition was held.
Yu Dong faintly felt that something was wrong. However, he took a deep breath and had no choice but to keep up with the rest.
Su Yu had been in Nanxun's competition tower before. Previously, they competed with Qian Qingqiu here.
The tower was close to the top of the mountain, where the secret realm of the sect was. It had a wide field of vision.
At this time, twelve large arenas or battle rings were set in the center of the tower. They were arranged in layers, one on top of the other.
Zhiqiong Peak ranked tenth of the third-class peaks and was assigned to the third layer of the arena. As long as they defeated all the challengers in the competition, they could keep the third-class qualification.
"Nanxun Academy's three days third-class peak challenges - start!"
Twelve judging elders from Nanxun's Precept Hall, dressed in red, each with a cultivation base of the middle stage Nascent Soul level or above, soared and stood on the tower. They were looking at the disciples.
"Twelve defending third-class peaks enter the tower! Challengers, prepare!"
After the first judging elder stood up, a bell sounded through all the peaks of Nanxun.
The annual competition was a grand event of the Nanxun Academy.
The disciples who did not participate would also come to watch. At this moment, the inside and outside of the tower were already crowded with people.
The twelve defending third-class peak disciples had already stood outside the tower, followed their peak masters in order and entered the tower one by one with great momentum.
"The sect head and the elders are not here."
"It's only the third-class peaks' challenges... The leaders only attended the competition of the first-class peaks last year."
"I don't know if the ranking of the top three peaks this year will be changed."
"Most likely. Look at that Chen Shuxin. He is at the peak of the Golden Core level. It is said that he is about to touch the threshold of Nascent Soul. How to challenge him?"
"The position of the last three, Zhiqiong Peak, Wenshui Peak, and Qiuming Peak, are all very dangerous."
"I don't know anything else. Zhiqiong Peak is definitely not going to survive. Look at them!"
Twelve third-class peaks' disciples entered the tower one by one.
The disciples of the first nine peaks were like flowers blooming. Each team was mighty with at least a hundred people. The leading chief disciple was at least at Golden Core level. They were confident in appearance, their clothes were swaying and the glow of the defensive formation in their clothing was faintly revealed. Their peak master also escorted them.
They looked astounding.
However, at the tenth place, the style suddenly changed—
The people from Zhiqiong Peak were sparse. It seemed that there were only a fraction of the number of disciples of other third-class peaks.
Not only did they look ordinary, but their clothes and accessories had no defence formation. Even their flying swords and other weapons did not look like much.
What was even more surprising was that a Qi Refining female cultivator in a yellow dress led them in and they all followed behind her.
"This is really... I want to challenge them."
"So this is the full strength of Zhiqiong Peak this year? A third-class peak that has fallen to such a degree that the disciples are at Foundation Building at most and the current chief disciple is still in... Qi Refining?"
"More than that, she is only a temporary peak master. The only Qi Refining peak master in Nanxun! Don't you know?"
"Pitiful! Their master in the Nascent Soul level is missing and their Golden Core senior brother is also missing. You see that the person in a wheelchair is their new Golden Core disciple. He is ranked third. Unfortunately, his golden core broke as soon as he broke through and now he is a useless person. Hey, Zhiqiong Peak's luck is really bad."
"This is worse than anyone else. Wouldn't it be better to abstain directly? It's just embarrassing!"
Su Yu and her party stepped into the third floor of the tower. The tower was already full of people and they were watched like monkeys.
As a defender, there was a special seat for tea on the right side of the central ring.
However, all the disciples of Zhiqiong Peak looked ugly at this moment. No one was in the mood to sit down and drink tea. All of their fists were clenched.
Wei Zhao, in the wheelchair, also took a deep breath.
Only the leader, Su Yu, calmly walked to the peak master's seat at a leisurely pace, her hands behind her back.
After sitting down, she took out a Nanmu tea cup and brewed a pot of Liu'an Leaf Tea.
[T/N: Liu'an Leaf Tea, also known as Lu'an Guapian Tea, is a famous green tea from Lu'an City, Anhui Province.]
Wei Zhao and the others around her were feeling embarrassed, but she was not anxious at all.
When the onlookers said a few words about them, they couldn't bear it. They were too weak to resist pressure.
How could they shoulder the great cause of supporting her retirement in the future?
Su Yu put down the teapot. "This ordinary arena trial is just to verify the results of your cultivation in the past few months. Why are you panicking?"
Wei Zhao and the others couldn't help but wake up.
"From today onwards, I will give each person an extra bowl of Eight Treasures Mushroom Soup for every winning day."
In the kitchen, a reward and punishment system was indispensable.
Su Yu opened her mouth. "Whoever is lazy, I will cancel the benefits."
Zhiqiong Peak's disciple: "!"
If you win, you would have an extra elixir, but if you lose, it would be gone!
For a moment, everyone in Zhiqiong Peak didn't care about the ridicule of the disciples around them. All their eyes became firm and they looked at the ring.
'What is Eight Treasures Mushroom Soup?'
Yu Dong looked at her suspiciously.
Her words and her calm appearance made all the junior brothers and sisters become resolute. She swept away the tension and decadence and seemed to be comparable to their eldest senior brother.
Yu Dong's forehead twitched. 'What's going on?'
Was this the second senior sister he knew?
He was struggling with this thought when he heard the judging elder's voice, which was as loud as a bell.
"The first round, Changying Peak meets Zhiqiong Peak."
"Each peak will send the strongest five disciples to come forward!"
As soon as the elder finished speaking, a red tasselled hook immediately flew to the ring. Then they saw a man in a grey suit with four other men with red tasselled hooks and sickles, all set foot on the arena.
"Go, come back for tea later." Su Yu leaned back in the chair leisurely. This sweet and soft spring plum cake was suitable to accompany the Liu'an Leaf Tea for a better taste.
"Yes, Second Senior Sister." Hang Wan'er nodded immediately. Her shoulders were straight and she raised her head high while walking to the ring in a valiant manner.
Yan Yan, who was holding two swords and the other two sword cultivators, Sixteenth and Eighteenth, followed behind.
Yu Dong was stunned and quickly followed them.
Forget it. At most, he would take that plum blossom-shaped elixir in the first round!
The arena was only wide enough for five people against five people.
Zhiqiong Peak was on the left and Changying Peak was on the right.
The red-clothed elder immediately nodded. His wide sleeved robe flicked, and a defensive formation that cut off the inside from the outside of the ring fell immediately.
"Dong Hewei from Changying Peak is in the early stage of Golden Core. Then they got one person at the peak of Foundation Building and three people at the middle stage of Foundation Building. These five people challenged Zhiqiong Peak in the past but were forced back by Xiao Muge's sword. This time Xiao Muge is not here, Zhiqiong Peak... hey."
The onlookers looked at the arena and couldn't help but discuss.
"I heard that Zhiqiong Peak's qin player is a bit powerful and can compete with a Golden Core."
"Huh? Look, no musical cultivator!"
"Is this... a joke? They didn't bring their musical cultivator, but brought two Qi Refining swordsmen with them?"
The onlookers were astonished.
Lin Zhen also looked at Qian Qingqiu speechlessly. "Senior Brother, their hearts are too big. Lu Yizhou is still in seclusion at this time."
Qian Qingqiu frowned.
Before he could answer, Dong Hewei, who led Changying Peak, stood firm like a bell and drum, with a tall and majestic figure and introverted eyes. The high-level aura of the early stage of Golden Core was fully released!
"Dong Hewei, the first disciple of Changying Peak."
He held the red tasseled hook in his left hand, clasped his fists and looked at Su Yu on the main seat of Zhiqiong peak. His eyes were flashing with a trace of regret.
"We have been defeated by Senior Brother Xiao many times. We have been practicing diligently for many years and never slack off. We just want to be able to survive against him. It's a pity that he is not here today, so be careful!"
While he was speaking, they saw a white-faced disciple in a black suit behind Dong Hewei, who seemed arrogant in the arena. He suddenly took a step back and inserted the hook and sickle into the stone on the ground. The powerful aura shook the sky and the earth, and it also exploded in a flash!
In an instant, the crowd's expressions changed.
"Two Golden Cores!"
"Chen Yun is also in the early stage of the Golden Core. Has he been hiding it!?"
"No wonder Chen Yun hasn't made many moves recently except helping Dong Hewei. Now Zhiqiong Peak is over!"
"It turned out that Changying Peak was the first to enter the ring because he was sure to defend these three days with confidence!"
Qian Qingqiu frowned slightly while looking at the ring.
Suddenly, a cup of green tea was pushed smoothly in front of him.
Su Yu turned her head calmly and asked Wei Zhao, "Why hasn't the fight started yet?"
Qian Qingqiu: "..."
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Wei Zhao coughed, "Soon."
While Su Yu waited impatiently, Yu Dong was also very anxious on the stage.
He heard Hang Wan'er say, "Fifth Senior Brother, the situation has changed. You can help me. I am in charge of the Golden Core in front, and you are in charge of the Golden Core in the back."
Yu Dong: "??"
Wake up. He was only in the early stage of Foundation Building.
Just as he was about to speak, the judging elder had already started. He held a fire in his hand and it flew into the cauldron with a sandalwood incense.
"A stick of incense time. The one with the most people in the ring wins."
As soon as he finished talking, Dong Hewei of Changying Peak, who was in the early stage of Golden Core, shouted, "Please advise!"
The five men held their red tasselled hooks and sickles. The first two Golden Core were at the front and the other three behind them. The aura from the tip of their hooks suddenly rose and a strong wind pierced by.
Yu Dong looked ugly and stared at the two Golden Core cultivators.
What were they going to do?
However, in that moment, a coquettish voice said in his ear, "Fifth Senior Brother, it's now!"
"?"
While he was still in doubt, a smell of honeyed hooves meat poured into the tip of his nose.
Which guy bought it from Yueyang Tower? It was really fragrant. No, it seemed to be more fragrant than the stewed hooves of Yueyang Tower!
The second Golden Core, with a knife scar, which he had to focus on, was instantly entangled by two lights.
No, he was not entangled. He was wrapped like a mummy!
Soon the tip of his hook was also caught up by this net and was also swallowed.
It was hopeless to watch.
As soon this Golden Core guy was wrapped, he stood still and twitched as if he was being trampled on the chest by something!
Yu Dong: ...
"Fifth Senior Brother, what are you doing being in a daze? Hit him down!" Hang Wan'er shouted angrily.
Yu Dong stirred and hurriedly poured his spiritual energy towards his jade green ruler. He slammed it towards the head of this immobile Golden Core... But the moment he took a look, he was stunned as there was no effect on the mummified opponent. He then turned his spiritual energy and patted the opponent's chest instead. Pushing him out to the only one-third of a meter opening along the edge of the ring...
The onlookers in the audience were still waiting to see how powerful the two Golden Core disciples were. The result was a heavy bang and they saw the Changying Peak's hidden trump card, the guy in the early Golden Core level, was wrapped into a meat dumpling, slapped with a ruler, grumbled and rolled off the ring... to their feet.
Everyone took a step back, then another two steps back.
This Golden Core guy couldn't stop rolling under the ring.
Before they had time to discuss, they heard another bang...
As soon as they looked up, everyone turned pale with shock. They saw that the chief disciple of Changying Peak, Dong Hewei, was also wrapped up. He also rolled off the ring from the right side with a push.
"Senior Brother Dong! Brother Chen!" The three disciples of Changying Peak left on the stage exclaimed.
The five-man formation they practiced for ten years was broken before they could even use it on the opponent!?
They were shocked and anxious. The three Foundation Building cultivators suddenly poured their spiritual energy into their weapons, "Zhiqiong Peak, don't even think about winning today!"
However, as soon as the person finished speaking, the remaining Five Immortal Ropes tied the three of them!
Everyone: ...
Yan Yan was expressionless when he said, "Offended."
He raised the sword in his hand and without using any sword move, he sent the three figures flying out of the ring.
Under the stage, Dong Hewei just broke free from the shackles of the spiritual weapon on his body. His face changed greatly and he was busy catching his falling junior brothers.
In the first battle of the tower, the audience was silent.
By five breaths, the outcome was already decided.
And the way of winning and losing was so strange.
Even the judging elder was stunned for a moment, then said quietly, "Zhiqiong Peak... wins."
All the disciples were startled. They felt as if they had just woken up from a dream.
'Two Golden Cores were defeated just like that?'
Not to mention the five members of Changying Peak. Even the disciples who were watching under the ring and the other peaks who were waiting for their turn did not have time to respond, but the battle was already over.
They all looked at the special arena of Zhiqiong Peak in unison.
At this moment, they saw Su Yu sitting in the spacious peak master position, with her slender hands holding a purple sand teapot. She was leisurely pouring a clear tea into her jasper teacup.
Her expression showed no surprise or joy at all, as if everything was expected.
"They knew they would win?"
"This is not certain. Others hide a Golden Core. How do you know that Zhiqiong Peak does not hide one?"
"Hey, Changying Peak is too miserable. The loss is unclear. Fortunately, it was the first day of the battle and their peak master did not come. Otherwise, wouldn't he be vomiting blood on the spot?"
"I am afraid that today will become an inner demon for that Senior Brother Dong in the future!"
While everyone was talking about what happened, Dong Hewei crossed the ring with a complicated look. He walked towards Hang Wan'er, who was at the Zhiqiong Peak area.
"Can you tell me why you haven't used the five ropes treasure that bound my junior brothers and me in the past few years? Is it the order of Senior Brother Xiao before he left??"
Their ten years of hard work were in vain, and they were defeated by a spiritual weapon.
They couldn't win against Xiao Muge, nor can they win against his junior brothers and sisters.
They were a joke!
Dong Hewei looked pained as he spoke.
Hang Wan'er had always had an unfavorable impression of male cultivators and didn't want to talk to them much. But at this moment, she couldn't put on a bad face. She really felt that the other party was a little pitiful.
"It's not hidden. I... only received it as a gift from my Second Senior Sister two months ago."
Yu Dong: "??"
Dong Hewei was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to laugh. "Two months ago? It turned out to be fate. Isn't this the way of Senior Brother Xiao?" A mouthful of blood spit out from his chest.
"Senior Brother!" The junior brothers and sisters of Changying Peak were immediately anxious.
Dong Hewei waved his hand, "It's nothing. I know that I didn't hold back against Zhiqiong Peak in the past. Brother Xiao did not despise me, and the stagnation in my heart is gone. Today's big competition is like cold water pouring on me. It let me know that there are thousands of variables in the world. I could only improve my cultivation base. It is not too late."
He bowed his hands to Hang Wan'er, "Thank you, Junior Sister, for telling me and not letting it become my inner demon. Next year, I hope that Changying Peak can stand in the ring with Zhiqiong Peak again, and then we will compete again."
After saying that, Dong Hewei turned around and left quickly with his juniors.
Only then did Hang Wan'er react. "I almost let a golden core give birth to an inner demon?"
Yu Dong: "..."
Yan Yan held his sword expressionlessly.
"However, I have also cured the inner demon in this Golden Core." Hang Wan'er sighed.
Yu Dong: "..."
Yan Yan: "..."
Hang Wan'er suddenly felt that male cultivators were nothing.
In an instant, her mood moved slightly and the knot in her heart for many years seemed to be faintly shaken.
"Senior Brother, you are right. The Zhiqiong Peak where Dong Lang stayed is really strong." Zhu Ying saw the five people from Zhiqiong Peak return and couldn't help feeling excited, especially when she looked at the tall, straight figure in blue clothes. She fluttered with admiration in her eyes. "He defeated a Golden Core in the early stage."
Qian Qingqiu picked up the jasper tea cup on the table and pressed it to his lips.
Just now, he also thought of the moment he was bound.
It was hard to forget it.
He looked at Su Yu and said with emotion, "Your Seventh Junior Sister's Five Immortal Ropes is winning again."
Su Yu took a sip of tea, took out a plate of spring plum cake from her storage bag and took a piece into her mouth, "Reluctantly."
Qian Qingqiu was taken aback.
"The wrapping style is messy and the presentation is not aesthetic. It is really rude to serve on the table like this."
Qian Qingqiu put down the teacup halfway. Fortunately, he has formed an alliance with Zhiqiong Peak. Otherwise, he would have been in the game!
"Second Senior Sister, we won!" Hang Wan'er rushed off the ring first and returned to the seat where she rested before.
Yan Yan's expression did not change. He just wiped his blade with a cloth and put it into his storage bag.
But obviously, his eyes showed a trace of admiration for Su Yu.
Yu Dong got off the ring, but his footsteps were a little weak. He also felt his body was stinging and drying up because of too much loss of spiritual energy.
"Dong Lang, are you all right?" Zhu Ying supported him worriedly.
"My spiritual energy is exhausted." He smiled soothingly at Zhu Ying. "Don't worry."
"Dong Lang, you are just amazing."
"How? I'm just cooperating with Seventh Junior Sister." Yu Dong was modest, but the feeling of being praised also made his mind wander. It seemed to be more pleasant than making friends outside the sect.
He was feeling comfortable but was reminded by Hang Wan'er, "The second fight is about to begin. Fifth Senior Brother has used too much spiritual energy. That Golden Core can't let out any spiritual energy under the Five Immortal Ropes. You can just hit lightly. 10% of strength is enough."
'Shouldn't it be the Five Immortal Whip!'
'It is the work of which refining master? It is really amazing.'
The corners of Yu Dong's handsome peach blossom eyes revealed doubts.
However, feeling his spiritual energy being consumed, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. "I'll adjust my breath with my legs crossed for now."
Speaking of this, he was reminded of the big white porcelain bowl he got when he left in the morning.
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Under the ring, everyone looked complicated.
"Zhiqiong Peak has such a magic weapon. I really did not expect it."
"Did you not hear about it? That girl only got that third-grade spiritual treasure two months ago. Her luck is really good. But the next game may not be certain. It takes a lot of spiritual energy every time it is used. That female cultivator has only established the foundation. How many times can she persist?"
"Yes, there are too few of them. The face of the guy with a Qiankun Ruler was like ash and his steps were weak. I am afraid they will not be able to get up for the next round."
The spiritual energy of any cultivator was not inexhaustible.
And Zhiqiong Peak had to face more than a dozen challenges today. They couldn't hold on at all.
"It seems that the people in the next few games are going to miss it, hahaha!"
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Listening to this mocking laughter, Yu Dong, who sat down cross-legged, turned gloomy.
It was all his fault. He consumed too much energy.
"Given by Second Senior Sister, use when the combat power is not enough..."
When Yu Dong's dantian was tired, he suddenly remembered his junior sister's words.
After hesitating for a moment, he took out the big white porcelain bowl from his storage bag.
He couldn't help but pause.
Yu Dong immediately stretched out his hand and curiously peeled the vivid Spring Plum elixir from the middle.
The texture felt softer than ordinary tonic pills. After peeling it off, he can see a dark brown thing sandwiched inside.
Yu Dong was stunned for a moment and did not know whether to laugh or cry.
'It turned out to be a wrapped Spirit Replenishing Pill!'
No wonder he couldn't recognize it. Which alchemist was so idle to do this useless thing? No matter how beautiful the Spirit Replenishing Pill was, the cultivator would still only value the effect of replenishing spiritual energy.
Who would appreciate its appearance in the critical moment of life and death?
Yu Dong felt that this thing was mostly deceiving. It was just a false presentation. The alchemist gave the supplementary pill a random name of Spring Plum elixir, and most likely, they even raised the price.
"Second Senior Sister said, when taking it, hold it in one mouthful..."
'It is really her style.' Yu Dong smiled bitterly. Her water-breaking sword was well-known back then. It was not powerful enough, but when activated with 30% spiritual energy, it was as beautiful as the Milky Way falling into the nine heavens. For this reason, the refiner asked for 15,000 spirit stones.
Even though she was favored by Master a few years ago and got a lot of spirit stones, she should not squander so much.
Was it possible that she felt that a layer of flower shape on the outside could protect the medicinal powder? Was there any bonus to the medicinal effect? If they all moved into Yuqiong Peak in the future and she was still so willful, how could he explain to Yingying?
'Sighed.'
As he adjusted his breath, Nanxun's basic mental technique he practiced started automatically. Spiritual energy poured in from the tower and was absorbed into his two veins of Ren and Du... Yu Dong suddenly returned to his senses and felt a sweet and sour taste between his teeth.
It turned out that the Spring Plum elixir, which had just been put into his mouth, had already been subconsciously chewed by him. The soft and glutinous skin had a little elasticity and contracted between his teeth.
Not only did his meridians flow faster, but also his sea of consciousness was clear. He could clearly hear the discussions within fifty feet around him.
"There is a smell of meat earlier. Can you smell it? Why is there a fragrance of plum blossoms now?"
"I'm a little hungry. Hey, let's take a Bigu Pill!"
Yu Dong not only heard it, but with closed eyes, he saw that the two Foundation Building cultivators who were talking were fifty feet away!
Wait, wasn't he overdrawn?
Why could he still hear the conversation fifty feet away?
In the blink of an eye, spiritual energy rushed in the meridians all over his body and his spiritual energy recovered by half?!
Combined with the slightly sour taste, the sweetness was just right. It tasted like the early morning dew collected from spring plum blossoms' pink petals. It was not too greasy and revealed a faint plum fragrance. It had the purity of rootless water and an elegant taste circulated between his teeth, which complemented the soft taste of the medicinal herb.
Just as he was completing his technique, his exercise method... started automatically for another round!
"?!"
'What happened?'
'Is this a fantasy?'
With difficulty, Yu Dong swallowed a mouthful of Spring Plum elixir, savoring the sweet and sour taste. He was even more shocked by the speed of the exercise.
Within just a short time of meditating, he couldn't come up with the reason why, but his meridian exercises were already wandering automatically and it had completed three cycles!
In just two moments, he had recovered 25% of his spiritual energy!
'This...what is this speed of replenishment!'
Yu Dong's sea of knowledge set off monstrous waves and half of the side of his face was hot and painful.
For the usual nourishing pills, only after one stick of incense could the pills restore 20% of the spiritual energy.
However, this spring plum blossom, it just took a blink.
Yu Dong couldn't even think about how many spirit stones this medicine pill would cost.
He didn't dare to use spells to quicken the exercise because before the spell was done, the exercise had already operated on its own. In addition, the replenishing speed was astonishing. If he squeezed some spell and put his mind into it, would his meridians burst open because his spiritual energy recovered too quickly?
Yu Dong trembled slightly.
Spiritual energy had recovered 50%!
Sixty percent!
Not yet done...
"Fifth Senior Brother, Second Senior Sister said that Spring Plum elixir is better with Liu'an tea." Hang Wan'er handed over a saucer.
Yu Dong took the jasper tea cup with difficulty.
With just a small action of sipping the tea, he had recovered his spiritual energy with only ten percent gap remaining.
'What's better with tea?'
How was it better? Take a sip of tea and eat another Spring Plum elixir. He won't just sit here and breakthrough, right?
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"In the third round, Zhenxuan Peak challenged Zhiqiong Peak."
On the ring, the judging elder sitting cross-legged opened his eyes.
"The two peaks, please."
"Huh? Zhenxuan Peak? They have a lot of spiritual energy. They will be able to deal with the residual energy of Zhiqiong Peak. Oh, there is a good show to watch!"
"Zhenxuan Peak is going to miss out. Half of the spiritual energy of that sword cultivator of Zhiqiong Peak has been demolished in the first game."
"The disciple with the Qiankun Ruler was exhausted as well. He couldn't play in the second round. It's too late for him to recover. At most, only one or two of the five can barely fight. How does this work as a comparison?"
There were a lot of discussions.
Zhenxuan Peak also thought they were lucky.
The judging elder looked at Zhiqiong Peak with some pity.
However, in an instant, they stood on the ring—
Don't mention any exhaustion of spiritual energy. Even the slightest consumption of spiritual energy couldn't be seen. It was like they had adjusted their breaths for three days and three nights and returned to the ring with a vigorous appearance.
Zhenxuan Peak: "?"
Onlookers: ...
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