I Can Record Wonders

Chapter 64: Qian Family's Interception, Cultivating Pills on Mount Rou

The night swallowed the sea.

The waves gently lapped against the rocks, emitting a low protest.

The small boat rose and fell with the tide.

Fu Ning was not in a hurry to cultivate.

Because there were more important matters to deal with now.

"Cough, cough, cough~"

He covered his mouth with one hand and hid his sleeve with the other, trembling slightly as the coughing sound rang out.

At first glance, he looked like someone seriously ill.

He looked up at the sky.

Today's moon was free from the constraints of dark clouds, appearing exceptionally vivid.

"Almost there."

Fu Ning murmured to himself, then raised his hand and lit the cabin lamp at the bow of the boat.

The orange firelight fell, illuminating the entire small boat.

It happened to be around the same time as yesterday.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, the sound of breaking water came from the sea surface.

Then the boat swayed slightly, and a figure appeared on the deck.

"Master~"

Fu Ning imitated the appearance of the 'fake Fu Ning' from yesterday, standing at the bow of the boat, facing the sea.

Without turning around, he knew that the person behind him was the stubble-faced man.

"Did you get it?"

His voice was cold, with a faint sense of weariness.

After all, he still had injuries, so it wouldn't be right if he appeared too energetic.

The stubble-faced man glanced at Fu Ning's silhouette, then a trace of panic flashed across his face, quickly lowering his head.

"Please punish me, Master."

"...Couldn't capture the 'Blood Infant Grass'."

"Hmm?"

Fu Ning's figure paused.

Then he slowly turned around, squinting his eyes.

Although he was very happy in his heart, he still maintained that indifferent appearance on his face.

The stubble-faced man tensed up, as if he had already imagined the anger of his master. He swallowed his saliva and lowered his head even further.

"Please forgive me, Master~"

"It's not that you're incompetent, it's just... it's just that Qian Family has too many people!"

"Qian Family?!" Fu Ning's eyes flashed.

The stubble-faced man raised his head slightly, gritting his teeth and said, "Yes, Qian Family has prospered in the business world and has connections within the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce. The spirit stones we prepared are simply not enough in front of them."

As he said this, a hint of grievance flashed in his eyes.

It seemed that he had been overwhelmed by the abilities of Qian Family.

"I will find a way to snatch it back from Qian Family!"

The stubble-faced man seemed somewhat unwilling, his voice filled with determination.

At this moment, Fu Ning suddenly spoke up to stop him, "No!"

"After all, this is Spirit Turtle Island. Concealing our identities is of utmost importance. We need to carefully consider the matter of the 'Blood Infant Grass'."

"Moreover, money can make the devil turn the millstone. Qian Family is not an easy opponent."

He actually said this on purpose. The later the stubble-faced man obtained the 'Blood Infant Grass', the more advantageous it would be for him.

Upon hearing this, a trace of unwillingness flashed across the stubble-faced man's face, but he quickly nodded, thinking to himself: Truly worthy of being the master, with such a broad vision.

"I will obey, Master."

After saying that, he waved his hand.

Then the small boat swayed slightly, and the hull sank three fingers deep.

Fu Ning's gaze narrowed slightly. On the deck in front of him, a mountain of meat appeared.

Most of it was fish, and the rest was meat from animals.

They all looked very fresh.

"Master, these are the blood food you requested. I will deliver more tomorrow."

Fu Ning silently adjusted his mood and lowered his voice, making a soft "Hmm" sound.

Stubble-faced man, you are truly a good person.

"Master, do you have any other instructions?"

The stubble-faced man suddenly raised his head and asked.

Fu Ning pondered for a moment and said inwardly, "Remember, seek stability in everything, and do not act rashly."

After saying that, he coughed lightly three times.

Once again, he performed his signature move, covering his mouth with one hand and hiding the other in his sleeve. His body trembled slightly, giving the appearance of being seriously injured.

Seeing this, Lao Saihuo's eyes flashed with admiration. He thought to himself, "The Lord's attention to detail is becoming more and more accurate. If I didn't know better, I would think this is the real Lord and not a substitute."

"Understood, I will take my leave then."

Fu Ning didn't say anything, he just turned around and waved his hand towards the back.

In the next moment, the small boat swayed slightly, and on the deck, there was only a Daoist shadow and a mountain of flesh left.

Fu Ning still maintained his position at the bow of the boat, gazing into the distance.

He remained in this position until the time it takes to drink a cup of tea had passed.

Once he was sure that Lao Saihuo had left, he let out a long breath.

"Finally, I managed to pass through unnoticed."

"He shouldn't have noticed."

After all, Lao Saihuo was the one who personally killed Fu Ning and threw him into the sea to feed the fish.

So he didn't doubt the identity of the person in front of him at all.

Even if Fu Ning revealed his true identity to him now, he probably wouldn't believe it.

Not obtaining the "Blood Infant Grass" was a good thing for Fu Ning.

If he had really obtained the "Blood Infant Grass," it wouldn't be long before he captured Yun Niang.

In addition, Fu Ning also preliminarily ruled out the suspicion of Qian Family colluding with the enemy.

The fact that they were able to intercept the "Blood Infant Grass" in the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce indicated that they were not on the same side.

But then again, Qian Family probably took the "Blood Infant Grass" for the purpose of refining the "Human Yuan Pill."

"Perhaps Qian Family is a good breakthrough."

Fu Ning pondered for a long time, until the night grew cold and his clothes were soaked.

Only then did he shift his gaze to the mountain of flesh beside him.

"I didn't expect to have an unexpected gain."

"Lao Saihuo, you're quite a good person~"

Fu Ning didn't release the Cloud Spirit Turtle directly.

Instead, he observed the surroundings again at the bow of the boat, making sure there were no figures, and then blew out the cabin light.

Soon, the candlelight turned into a wisp of smoke, and the small boat merged back into the darkness.

After scanning the surroundings again and confirming that there were no Origin Qi fluctuations, he summoned his Cloud Spirit Turtle.

In the next moment, a sour sound of teeth grinding could be heard.

The mountain of flesh in front of him began to collapse.

The moonlight was bright, casting a silver beach.

The sea water surged onto the silver beach time and time again, but it always returned in vain.

This repeated countless times.

Until Fu Ning was about to fall asleep.

The small boat finally felt relieved.

At the same time, a misty white vapor sprayed out from the Cloud Spirit Turtle's body.

The vapor began to condense and gather.

Until the moon hung in the middle of the sky, the pill energy dissipated, and a faint medicinal fragrance flowed.

In the end, on the shell of the spirit turtle, a dense layer of Origin Returning Pills was left behind.

Fu Ning's eyes lit up with excitement, and he quickly counted them roughly.

He had refined a total of thirty-three Origin Returning Pills from this deck-sized mountain of flesh!

Each pill was round, fragrant, and had a faint yellow color on the surface.

Although the efficacy of these pills couldn't compare to the profound yellow Origin Returning Pills, at least they didn't have any poison and wouldn't accumulate karmic energy when used.

Fu Ning picked up one of the pills and swallowed it, then took out a "Spirit Nourishing Pill" from his storage bag.

After swallowing the two pills, the medicinal power quickly spread.

With a thought from Fu Ning...

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The spectacle of the "Six Immortal Seaweeds" appeared once again.

The earth turned white, the wind was cold, and the snowflakes were as big as hands.

In the picture, a clear radiance pierced through the heavens and the earth.

The clouds in the sky gathered and merged into one.

Then, the clouds gave birth to a shadow of snowflakes, spinning and swaying.

Finally, the snowflakes fell from the sky.

The whole scene was exactly the same as before.

Fu Ning focused all his attention on visualizing, quickly forgetting about time.

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