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Time went by very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, three months passed.
On this day, within Firesmith Hall.
Jiang Chen woke up early, but someone had been earlier than him.
Steward Zheng was already in the courtyard.
Zheng Yun looked different now compared to three months ago when he had lost an absurd amount of weight.
His entire body was skin and bones; his eyes were also turbid, and his head was full of white hair like an aged elder, basically not looking like a cultivator at all.
In the Skyfire Sect Tournament, Zheng Yun had sacrificed his vital spirit fire. If he were to continue clashing head-on with Luo Cheng, he would definitely have exhausted all of his vitality source, resulting in his death.
Fortunately, Jiang Chen had already poisoned Luo Cheng before that.
Luo Cheng’s cultivation was extremely high, and he also had a body that was supposedly immune to all poisons, so his vigilance against poisoning was extremely low. And it was precisely because of this that Jiang Chen had used two types of colorless and odorless potions, one for each iron box.
If these two potions were used individually, even for ordinary people, they would not have any toxicity. However, once they were mixed together, they would form a slow poison in the body.
He had already calculated the time and had even sprinkled another kind of stimulant on the stage in advance, allowing the poison in Luo Cheng’s body to flare up earlier.
But he didn’t think that Zheng Yun would actually fight with his life on the line and that Luo Cheng would actually have the intention to kill.
The unexpected synergy between the two almost made Jiang Chen’s plan go bust.
But fortunately, Jiang Chen had still taken the risk and acted in the end, triggering the poison in Luo Cheng’s body in advance, which resulted in that shocking outcome.
This allowed Zheng Yun to kill Luo Cheng without exerting much strength. It also allowed him to preserve a portion of his vitality source and not completely consume it.
After a series of treatments by the sect, he actually managed to survive.
But the price was obviously not small.
Zheng Yun’s spirit sea had shattered, and his spirit fire died. Ninety percent of his cultivation was gone.
His cultivation level had fallen to the Qi Inspiration realm, and his injuries were too severe, eliminating the possibility of him continuing to cultivate in the future.
With a cultivation at the ninth level of Qi Inspiration, the current Zheng Yun was very suitable for his position as steward of the Firesmith Hall.
Jiang Chen greeted him, “Morning, Elder Zheng. You’re sunbathing again.”
Ever since Zheng Yun returned to the Firesmith Hall, as long as the weather was good, he would always bask in the sun as it rose.
In his words, when one was old, one would always like the rising sun.
Zheng Yun’s foundation was exhausted, and he did not have many years left to live.
He was simply lucky to be alive, so the loss of his lifespan was understandable.
“Yeah, it’s good to be out in the sun for no reason.”
After killing Luo Cheng, Zheng Yun could be considered to have taken his revenge, fulfilling the great wish in his heart.
His entire mentality had changed, his willpower no longer low.
He never drank again. He was like an ordinary old man in the mortal world, spending his days with nothing to do.
“Oh, right. Jiang Chen, I heard that you were sold here by human traffickers. Do you want to leave the Skyfire Sect? If you wish to leave, I’ll give up my last bit of face and ask the sect to let you leave.”
After getting his revenge, Zheng Yun’s heart completely calmed down. He also had the mood to consider other things.
For example, Jiang Chen’s background and origin.
He found out that the labor disciple had been kidnapped and sold to the Nanli Continent by human traffickers when he was young. Jiang Chen was originally from a large clan in the Central Continent, and his background was not bad.
However, in the Skyfire Sect, he was only the lowest ranking laborer. He was considered the private property of the Sect, so he naturally could not decide whether to stay or leave.
But for Zheng Yun, although he was almost a cripple, he still had some reputation in the sect. It was not a problem for him to dismiss a laborer.
“Leave the sect? Go home?”
Hearing the word “home”, Jiang Chen was shocked.
A memory then awakened in his mind.
At that time, “he” was only 11 or 12 years old. Every day, he would sleep until late in the morning before getting up reluctantly at his mother’s urging.
As the young master of a large family, he did not need to work and could enjoy all kinds of luxury.
Every day, he was carefree; his parents were loving; his brothers were respectful, and their relationship was extremely good.
It could be said that this was the happiest moment of “his” life.
However, Jiang Chen had transmigrated after all. “His” parents of this world were unfamiliar to him.
He had always been resisting “his” past in his heart. Otherwise, if he wanted to leave, who in the sect would find out about it?!
And now, almost thirty years had passed.
Whether “his parents” were still alive or whether they had died when the enemy attacked, there were all sorts of unknowns.
Jiang Chen sighed. “It’s been so many years. I’ll let fate decide.”
He had transmigrated here after all, so he felt even more unfamiliar with the parents of the body’s original owner.
He only felt hesitant because of the memories of his previous self.
Therefore, he would not force it.
Or rather, deep down, he did not know how to face this kinship.
Jiang Chen waved his hand and walked out of the Firesmith Hall.
Skyfire Sect, South District.
On the edge of the Ancient Cold Pond, outside the Alchemy Hall.
This was the last of Jiang Chen’s tasks today.
At the same time, he was prepared to sign in here.
The chances of obtaining high-grade medicinal pills were far higher signing in here by the Alchemy Hall than in other places.
If he could obtain a heaven-grade medicinal pill that could help with reconnecting one’s foundation, then he might be able to restore Zheng Yun’s foundation, allowing him to once again step onto the path of cultivation.
This was one of the few things Jiang Chen could do for Zheng Yun, his only friend in the Skyfire Sect.
System, sign in here! Jiang Chen activated the procedure with his mind.
[Congratulations to Host for signing in successfully at the Alchemy Hall. You have obtained the heaven-grade “Five Flames Nine Flavors Primordial Core Pill Recipe”.]
“It’s actually a heaven-grade medicinal pill recipe! Furthermore, it’s a recipe that replenishes one’s vitality source!”
Jiang Chen’s attention was immediately attracted.
Following his mental command, the system immediately transmitted all the details of this pill recipe into his mind.
“Indeed, there’s no free lunch in this world. The conditions for refining this pill are truly harsh.”
Jiang Chen also did not expect that this time, he did not get the medicinal pill directly from signing in at the Alchemy Hall, but just the pill recipe instead.
Imagination was always beautiful, but reality was always cruel.
“Looks like I need to rely on myself to heal Zheng Yun’s injuries.”
This time, Jiang Chen was able to sign in and obtain the heaven-grade pill recipe. However, according to the system’s usual pattern, the probability of directly obtaining a heaven-grade divine pill from signing it at the Alchemy Hall had now decreased greatly.
Therefore, he might as well try his luck here and refine a heaven-grade divine pill himself.
Fortunately, with his alchemist grandmaster level, he already had the skills to refine this pill.
Of course, now was not the time.
Firstly, he didn’t have the necessary materials. Secondly, his current cultivation was at the eighth layer of the Divine Sea realm. Although it wasn’t too bad, once a heaven-grade divine pill appeared, it would definitely stir up a storm. There would be no way to conceal it.
Therefore, once it was exposed, he would also need to have the ability to guard the pill.