There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 107: Xia Ming's Secret Thieving Technique, Three Generations of Blood Pills?

The month passed peacefully.

Xizi Cangzhou seemed unchanged.

A group of old cultivators died, but young cultivators emerged one after another like bamboo shoots after the rain.

In the Tianhe Sect, Han Dong'er, dressed seriously, was preparing to go to the Qingdai Peak. Today, she was going to learn alchemy from her master.

Thinking of her master's refined and gentle side profile, a hint of peach blossom red appeared on Han Dong'er's face involuntarily.

Master, oh, master.

Muttering the word "master," the corners of Han Dong'er's mouth lifted, revealing a mischievous little tiger tooth.

Oh, the young girl in the throes of spring, I wonder how many passing disciples of the Tianhe Sect have been dumbfounded. When those disciples looked in the direction Han Dong'er was heading, they all sighed and lamented, pounding their chests and stamping their feet.

Yin Seventeen of the Qingdai Peak.

Which foolish disciple would dare to compete with him?

That Yin Seventeen, the youngest elder on Qingdai Peak, is not yet thirty years old, but his cultivation has already reached the Foundation Building Late Stage. It is feared that before he turns thirty, he will have a chance to reach Core Formation!

If he weren't so low-key, he could have been selected as one of the top ten outstanding new stars of the Tianhe Sect!

What's even more enviable is that Yin Seventeen, Elder Yin, is also an alchemy genius. There are even rumors that he can refine Foundation Building Pills!

Foundation Building Pills! Foundation Building Pills!

To put it mildly, a pill master who can refine Foundation Building Pills has a status that is absolutely not inferior to that of a Core Formation cultivator.

With Yin Seventeen being like this, it's understandable that Han Dong'er is infatuated with him. Of course, if one were to nitpick, there are things to criticize.

Yin Seventeen always wears a mask that tightly covers the left half of his face.

According to rumors, during the chaos of the Dragon Head Origin, Yin Seventeen suffered an incredibly terrifying injury to his face.

The severity of the injury was such that even Yin Seventeen, as an alchemist, was helpless. In desperation, he could only wear that half-face mask. Speaking of which, it is also lamentable.

In the alchemy room, Han Dong'er finally saw her beloved master. Looking at her master's refined and handsome side profile, Han Dong'er couldn't help but fantasize.

What kind of face is hidden beneath her master's mask? Her poor master, to have suffered such a severe injury in that chaos.

Actually... appearance isn't really that important...

Looking at the exquisitely dressed Han Dong'er beside him, Xia Ming furrowed his brows slowly. How could he not guess the thoughts of this young girl?

However, Xia Ming's true aspirations did not lie here.

Love and affection cannot sway my Dao heart!

Women can only affect the speed of my sword!

Glancing at the wide-eyed Muchuan not far away, Xia Ming's heart was resolute:

"My Dao heart is as solid as a rock, how can it be swayed by female beauty?"

"I only wish to become an immortal!"

"Han Dong'er, today I will teach you how to refine the Qi Gathering Pill."

"Thank you, Master~"

"Do you remember the recipe for the Qi Gathering Pill?"

"Master, I remember it."

"Good, let's begin the refinement then."

Hearing Xia Ming's voice, Han Dong'er trembled all over, her face turning extremely red. Xia Ming didn't dare to pay attention to it. He could feel Mu Chuan's slender fingers secretly poking his spine.

Ah, this Goldfinger is really something.

In order to urge me to cultivate immortality, they even arranged Mu Chuan for me.

With her constantly watching, how could I dare to have any wandering thoughts?

It always feels strange.

It feels like having an affair behind my lawful wife's back.

No, no, no! It's right in front of my lawful wife!

Terrifying! Absolutely terrifying!

...

Calming his mind, Xia Ming began teaching Han Dong'er how to refine pills.

Activate the pill furnace, guide the earth fire, temper the herbs, concentrate on gathering Qi.

Watching Han Dong'er's step-by-step operation, Xia Ming's gaze became even deeper.

"You just melt the herbs like this? Is this how I taught you?"

"Master, I'm sorry~"

"You just condense the pill like this? Were you not using your brain recently?"

"Master..."

"Condense the pill! What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for it to condense on its own? Or are you waiting for the pill furnace to condense it for you?"

"Master, wuwuwu..."

"Don't act cute with me! Even a dog can produce two pills by gnawing on two big bones!"

"Wuwuwu...

Watching the trembling Han Dong'er, Xia Ming's eyelids twitched. He now realized how helpless it was to teach someone pill refinement. To put it bluntly, if Han Dong'er wasn't a girl, he would want to slap her.

In his helplessness, Xia Ming thought of He Nian Sheng from that day. Master, oh Master, thank you for sparing my life back then. When it comes to patience, I am no match for you.

Quietly watching Xia Ming's profile, Han Dong'er's peach blossom eyes were watery and affectionate. Her fingers tightly twisted the clothes in front of her chest.

Master scolded me...

Master is so amazing...

Sob sob sob...

Helplessly, Xia Ming glanced at the flushed face of Han Dong'er, feeling helpless.

My disciple... seems a little off!

Could she have some bad habits?

Damn it!

Feeling the resentful gaze from behind, Xia Ming didn't dare to think too much. He quickly prepared a batch of alchemy materials for Han Dong'er.

Just as Xia Ming was condensing his fire again, preparing to start the pill furnace, a sharp pain suddenly came from his left eye!

How could Xia Ming not know what this meant?

It meant that his eye had been activated!

He Niansheng, that old fox, couldn't hold back anymore!

A surge of killing intent flashed in Xia Ming's eyes as he directly looked at Han Dong'er beside him.

"Han Dong'er! Get out!"

"Ah? Master... Master! I'm sorry! I will refine the pills properly... Please don't be angry..."

"Get out!!!"

Seeing the terrifying killing intent in Xia Ming's eyes, Han Dong'er's eyes turned red, but she held back her tears.

She didn't dare to defy Xia Ming. Covering her throbbing heart, Han Dong'er ran out of the pill room.

The confused little girl could only squat in a corner, crying to herself.

Her big tears fell on the bluestone floor, making a pattering sound.

Sob sob sob...

It's all my fault...

I'm clumsy in everything I do.

Master... Master...

Dong'er was wrong.

...

Inside the pill room, Xia Ming didn't dare to delay. With one eye, he swallowed a second-generation Blood Pill.

After taking the Blood Pill, Xia Ming looked at Mu Chuan blinking his big eyes beside him, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Xia Ming knew that his condition was getting worse. The second-generation Blood Pill could no longer suppress the illusions of the Goldfinger.

The Blood Pill still needed further improvement. The first generation had severe side effects, the second generation had a short duration and low efficacy.

Without much thought, Xia Ming directly connected to the Bluetooth vision.

What the left eye saw, the right eye saw!

Bluetooth technique activated!

Master, I'm here!

I want to see what can make you use that eye!

...

At the same time, in a hidden cave somewhere.

He Niansheng, with a withered appearance and white hair, opened the icy jade box.

Looking at the eye in the jade box, He Niansheng was caught in a dilemma.

He had already found his own path in the method of seizing bodies.

So why couldn't he find his own path in the Broken Infant Dao?

Anyway, this body was already in ruins. Why not use it to try?

With a determined mind, He Niansheng directly gouged out his left eye.

Then, he put Xia Ming's left eye into his own eye socket.

Swallowing various pills, stimulating bloodlines, connecting souls, Blood Transformation restarted!

Finally, he succeeded.

Slowly opening his left eye, amidst the blood, He Niansheng saw a different world.

Not wasting any time, He Niansheng unfolded a scroll made of ancient animal skin.

On the dark yellow scroll, there were many incomplete Infant Formation methods, with dense annotations between the lines.

He Niansheng repeatedly looked at the scroll in front of him, trying to glimpse that moment of enlightenment.

At the same time, Xia Ming, like a scanner, rapidly recorded all the text he saw.

...

The vision was shaking, the body trembling incessantly, and blood tears flowed from the left eye.

After all, He Niansheng was not Xia Ming. Using this eye came with a more terrible price.

Without any hesitation, He Niansheng began to consume Blood Pills again.

Seeing the Blood Pill in He Niansheng's hand, Xia Ming's body trembled violently.

Damn it! What is this!

The Blood Pill in He Niansheng's hand was different.

It was the size of a fingertip, exceptionally transparent on the surface, and inside it was a cluster of crimson blood mist.

What shocked Xia Ming even more was that it had a Pill Pattern!

This...

Could this be a third-generation Blood Pill!?