I Pick up a Lost Godhood-Chapter 49 - 47: Don’t Take Pills Carelessly

Three months passed in the blink of an eye. A bearded Wang Meng opened the door of his thatched hut. Outside, his Fifth-Transformation Spirit Rhinoceros was hopping about cheerfully. Xiaoben had been bored to death for the past three months. Its main activity was chasing sparrows around the Spirit Field. Occasionally, Zhang Xiaopang’s Qiuqiu would come over to play, but most of the time, that darn furball was just trying to freeload some food.

That little rascal knew there was good food here. Qiuqiu’s gluttony was no less than Zhang Xiaopang’s.

Wang Meng stroked the Golden Rhinoceros. "Damn, you’ve gotten fat in such a short time. Looks like the food’s been good."

At the entrance of another hut, Zhou Feng was sunbathing, muttering and calculating to himself. Seeing Wang Meng, he shot up immediately. "You’re finally out! This is my improved Spirit Void Pill. Come take a look. For some reason, I feel like something’s off."

Zhou Feng knew Wang Meng was cultivating and had barely resisted the urge to call for him. This last stretch of time had nearly driven him mad with impatience.

Wang Meng tipped a pill out of the jade vial. A refreshing, heart-penetrating coolness spread from his palm. When it came to alchemy alone, by the standards of the Small Thousand World, Zhou Feng was already quite remarkable.

Wang Meng sniffed it. He also felt like something was off. The Spirit Void Pill was for treating those who had Fallen into Demon. If even one thing was wrong, it would become a deadly poison.

Without a second thought, Wang Meng took a bite. This startled Zhou Feng, but it was too late to stop him. Wang Meng smacked his lips a few times.

In his past life, Moo Shan had tasted many pills. To ascend, talent and hard work alone were definitely not enough; Pills were also a very important part.

"...Did you add the horn of a Danling?"

"I added a tiny bit. It’s meant to be a neutralizer."

"It’s too much. A little less should do the trick."

"Oh, is that so? I’ll try it too." Zhou Feng also took a bite. ’So you can do it this way. And I call myself a Pill Cultivator. To think I’ve rarely tasted my own pills.’

Wang Meng wanted to stop him, but it was too late...

Elder Zhou savored it carefully, feeling the changes in his body. ’It’s true! Sigh, why didn’t I think of this sooner!’

GURGLE, GURGLE, GURGLE GURGLE GURGLE...

Zhou Feng’s expression suddenly changed drastically. "Oh no, I have to..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhou Feng dashed into the outhouse, followed by a series of...

Wang Meng shrugged helplessly. Not just anyone could randomly eat pills.

Nearby, Xiaoben was snickering with a low MOO.

Leaving Xiaoben to look after Zhou Feng, Wang Meng went to Thunderlight Hall. ’I wonder how Hu Jing and Zhang Xiaojiang are doing.’

He didn’t find Zhang Xiaopang, but was instead summoned by Xu Huang.

To be honest, Wang Meng was very grateful to the Elder Xu standing before him. After all, he was the one who had brought a mere kid at the Second Layer of Life Mark to the Holy Hall, which led to the Wang Meng of today. Although there had been a misunderstanding later, Wang Meng didn’t feel it was the other man’s fault. Anyone else would have probably done the same.

"Greetings, Elder."

Xu Huang sized up Wang Meng, his eyes flashing with an incredulous light. It was obvious that Wang Meng’s entire demeanor had undergone a massive change.

"Wang Meng, what layer have you cultivated to?"

"I just reached the Tenth Layer of Life Mark."

Xu Huang’s body swayed. ’...This is like seeing a ghost.’

Wang Meng saw Xu Huang’s confusion and smiled. "Master, Elder Zhou gave this disciple a lot of Spirit Stones."

Zhou Feng’s move to Thunderlight Hall had caused a bit of a stir in the Main Hall, but the news hadn’t spread among the lower ranks. Of course, no one knew what had possessed Zhou Feng. His eccentric temper was famous, so no one really took it seriously.

Xu Huang hadn’t expected Wang Meng to have such a fortunate encounter, to actually be favored by Zhou Feng. ’It probably wasn’t just Spirit Stones, but Pills as well. This is destiny.’

Cultivation is all about luck. When your luck is good, nothing can stop you.

"It is your blessing to have earned Elder Zhou’s appreciation. Seize this opportunity. ...Although I was the one who brought you to Thunderlight Hall, you don’t need to feel tied down if a better opportunity comes along."

Xu Huang said. In essence, he was telling him to leave if he could.

"Elder, back then you brought me, a boy at the Second Layer of Life Mark, to Thunderlight Hall. Thunderlight Hall is my home. I will never leave it in its time of crisis!"

Xu Huang was stunned for a moment, and a wave of emotion washed over him. ’How many people are still capable of this nowadays?’

"Are you confident about the hall battle with Hengshan Hall?"

"Elder, success depends on human effort. They started this trouble first. As a disciple of Thunderlight Hall, whether we can win or not, we must fight!"

Xu Huang sighed. "Your personality is too unyielding. The unyielding are easily broken. But everyone has their own fate, who can say for sure? Sigh... I will be leaving Thunderlight Hall soon. It’s enough that you know this. I haven’t brought anything to Thunderlight Hall all these years, so I have no right to say anything. Remember, always be true to yourself!"

Wang Meng could feel the immense sadness emanating from Xu Huang, and it seemed as though he was about to embark on a long journey.

He couldn’t help but ask, "Elder, where are you going?"

Xu Huang smiled, but it was a smile tinged with weariness, though it also held a hint of fighting spirit. "A very distant place. For me, you could say it’s another kind of challenge."

"Time is unpredictable. I hope you can achieve your goal, Elder. You brought me to Thunderlight Hall, so I am a member of Thunderlight. I will use every ounce of strength I have. If anyone dares to bully Thunderlight Hall, they’ll have to step over my dead body."

Wang Meng declared.

Xu Huang suddenly threw his head back and laughed. "Well said! So what if the unyielding are easily broken? So what! I, Xu Huang, have persevered for half my life, only to become timid in the end. Good! I will fight against this fate!"

"Elder, I will await the good news of your return!"

Xu Huang’s mood had improved greatly. A Lamb Fat Purification Bottle appeared in his hand. "A Sword Cultivator relies only on his sword, so I won’t give you any Magical Artifacts. Those external objects only provide temporary satisfaction. This is a Soul Lock Pill. It can save your life at a critical moment. Remember, as long as there is life, there is hope."

The Lamb Fat Purification Bottle landed in Wang Meng’s hands. He knew of the Soul Lock Pill; it was used to preserve one’s last breath at a critical moment. In the Small Thousand World, it was definitely considered extremely precious.

"Elder, I won’t need this in the Holy Hall. You should keep it..."

"Don’t you start being long-winded with me too. It was already my mistake to bring you into the Holy Hall and then neglect you. I never expected you to carve out a world for yourself. Very good. You’re much stronger than I was back then. I hope that when we meet again, you’ll be doing even better!"

Xu Huang’s voice carried a tone of finality, as if he would never return. A lump formed in Wang Meng’s throat, and he couldn’t speak.

Leaving Xu Huang’s place, Wang Meng felt a bit strange. Partings and sorrows—these were the things Wang Meng disliked the most. Xu Huang was truly a good man. But alas, who could truly defy heaven? ’So far, I’ve only managed to skirt the edges of my own fate; the final victor has yet to be decided.’

Wang Meng could guess that Xu Huang had been unable to accomplish anything in Thunderlight Hall, and the hall’s situation was getting worse and worse. Zhao Guang’s departure had also solidified the Main Hall’s determination. The disciples were, in all likelihood, going to become warriors for the Holy Hall to explore Secret Realms. No sect trained its disciples just for a few minor contributions; it was all for strengthening the sect, protecting it, and at the same time, pioneering the Small Thousand World.

And pioneering was undoubtedly the most dangerous task. Countless Secret Realms existed in the Small Thousand World, having been there since ancient times. While they came with opportunities, these places also held dangers beyond imagination.

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